Liu Sanniang closed her eyes, moved her lips, and gently read the Scriptures.
Every word she uttered was powerful, and collided with the Miaoyin song. The Sanskrit sound was transmitted word by word to everyone's ears, and people couldn't help but open their eyes.
There are two sounds in their ears, which makes them very unhappy.
"Who is chanting sutras? Shut up! I want to listen to the Miaoyin girl singing. I want to chant sutras for me. Get out and read them."
The voice of Miaoyin is wonderful, so they don't want to listen to chanting sutras, but the two voices collide and spread into the ears of everyone. They feel extremely uncomfortable, and their hearts are uncontrollable rage.
Miaoyin's song didn't stop. She tried to bring people into the artistic conception again, but the Sanskrit didn't disappear, which made Miaoyin very upset. Her eyes swept through the crowd one by one, and finally fell on Liu Sanniang. Her eyes sank and flashed a touch of malevolence. Miaoyin suddenly raised her voice, and her wonderful voice instantly pulled people into the artistic conception.
She began to sing hard and stopped dancing. Her eyes locked Liu Sanniang.
Liu Sanniang's Sanskrit voice was covered by her voice, and she suppressed Liu Sanniang in power.
Liu Sanniang didn't stop. Her voice was faint. She recited the Scriptures again and again. The wonderful sound suppressed her strength, and the Sanskrit sound was dispersed word by word.
People are once again brought into the artistic conception, extremely intoxicated.
As time went by, Miaoyin looked at Liu Sanniang's eyes and became insidious. She had some strength and could not sing. No one paid attention to what she was singing. Anyway, she sang whatever she wanted, and these people all felt good.
Miaoyin's voice became sharp, and she was fed up with it. The Scriptures Liu Sanniang recited had not changed at all. Looking at it lightly, she held her, so don't blame her for being rude.
The sharp voice came straight at Liu Sanniang, with murderous spirit. If Liu Sanniang could not resolve her attack, she would be pierced by her voice and become deaf from then on.
Liu Sanniang looked at Miaoyin, her expression unchanged, reciting the Scriptures word by word, her ears; There was a buzzing sound inside, but she didn't stop.
Miaoyin's face was a little pale, and her over overdrawn strength made her a little unable to hold on. People couldn't hear the Sanskrit sound, but she could hear it. She competed with it. She thought she could easily suppress the Sanskrit sound, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult.
She stared at Liu Sanniang. Liu Sanniang looked at Miaoyin's eyes. She raised the corner of her lips and suddenly accelerated the pace.
Miaoyin was suddenly disturbed, and her sharp voice was too late to take back, so she was attacked by Liu Sanniang.
The beautiful sound originally heard in people's ears suddenly turned into a sharp scream.
Immediately someone covered his ears: "shit, who the fuck is barking, his ears are going to be deaf."
"Ah, ah, my ears are poisoned."
"Where is Miaoyin girl? We need to listen to Miaoyin girl's music."
"Grandma, who is making trouble, chanting scriptures and screaming for a while, and your ears will be deafened."
That scream shook people's ears, and many people felt ear pain.
Miaoyin had left the stage in the chaos, and Hua Niang rubbed her ears to appease: "Miaoyin girl is tired today, so she can only sing tomorrow night. If you can't hear Miaoyin girl, you can also listen to Fangyu girl of Yuqiong Pavilion."
Although people were dissatisfied, they didn't make trouble, and they took out money and began to reward.
The servant girls walking between the tables were carrying trays, and everyone made a lot of moves, either dozens of Liang or hundreds of Liang.
They are full of praise for the voice of Miaoyin, which is called Juji Tianlai.
Hua Niang's mouth couldn't close. Miaoyin just sang a song and didn't sell herself. She could earn so much money. Such a girl, instead of selling herself, was noble.
For a time, Yuqiong Pavilion became an elegant place, and many children of rich families came here with admiration and lavish spending.
The servant girl came to Liu Sanniang and said, "thank you, miss, childe, and master for your reward."
Liu Sanniang said faintly, "don't thank me. I didn't want to reward."
The servant girl was stunned, and suddenly she was a little unbelievable: "why is the young lady so stingy? Miaoyin girl's singing voice is unparalleled, and the amount of reward is not important. Miaoyin girl never cares about this, but you listen for nothing, which is disrespect for Miaoyin girl."
The servant girl is obviously a loyal believer of Miaoyin. Liu Sanniang's behavior of listening but not appreciating makes her unbearable. In her opinion, only thick silver can show her respect for Miaoyin.
If you don't reward, you will directly commit a heinous crime.
The servant girl's anger made people around him look at Liu Sanniang, Wei Shilai and others.
Mu Kun looked at Wei Shilai, smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, this is your mistake. After listening to miss Miaoyin's music, how can you be penniless?"
Wei Shilai frowned and remembered that previously, Liu Sanniang was sitting beside him. He could naturally hear the sound of Liu Sanniang chanting sutras. The sound of Miaoyun was beautiful at first, but later, it turned into ghosts crying and wolves howling. Finally, it was even sharp and deadly, but others seemed to be intoxicated.
Before he opened his mouth, Liu Sanniang had already spoken: "such an ugly voice full of stench and darkness, why do you want to give money."
"Nonsense, the voice of Miaoyin girl is the sound of nature. How can it be unpleasant? There is no better voice than her in this world."
"That is, listening to miss Miaoyin's music, I feel so satisfied. It's like being in a fairyland. How can her voice be unpleasant?"
When people recall such a beautiful artistic conception, they are reluctant to part with it. Listening to someone slander Miaoyin, they naturally want to stand up and speak for Miaoyin.
"Why is Miss Liu so unhappy with Miss Miaoyin? Last time at the third prince's mansion, you said Miss Miaoyin was bad, but you didn't show any evidence at last. I thought you had left the capital in shame, but I didn't expect you to slander miss Miaoyin."
Jingyun came down from upstairs and saw Liu Sanniang's angry mouth. In a word, people understood that Liu Sanniang was not the first time to embarrass Miaoyun.
Jing Mu walked beside Jing Yun, didn't speak, just glanced at Liu Sanniang.
"Master Jing Yun, what do you mean? Have you met this girl and Miaoyin girl before?"
People compare the singing voice of Miaoyin to that of Juji Tianlai and Shenyin, which naturally cannot tolerate any stigma.
Jing Yun looked at Liu Sanniang and slowly said the matter in the third prince's mansion briefly. Immediately, people were extremely angry.
"Damn it, don't stop me. I want to get justice for Miaoyin girl today."
Hua Niang hurriedly came out: "don't get excited, everyone. There must be a misunderstanding. Our Miaoyin girl's singing voice is unparalleled in the world, and it's normal to be envious. Miaoyin girl is kind-hearted, and she doesn't want you to fight."