Miaomiao withdrew her gaze, "That's not true. The Shang family's knowledge of composing music was passed on to a girl named Liang Manman."

"She may not be as rounded as Shang's music, but she also has a different style... They are all extremely beautiful. For example, the music she composed for Li Gongzi's "Tian Jing Sha" is now in Pingjiang City.

It is widely spread among brothels and boats everywhere."

Xia Hua raised her eyebrows: ""Tianjingsha"... This doesn't seem to be the name of a word brand."

"This is where Li Gongzi's writing is as vast as the ocean. It is not poetry, but the Sanqu created by Li Gongzi."

Xia Hua was shocked again. After all, the birth of a new style of writing was a big deal.

"Sanqu? Can you play and sing for me?"

"sure."

Miaomiao sat in front of the piano table again, remained silent for five breaths, put her fingers on the strings, the sound of the piano suddenly began, and her singing voice slowly unfolded.

Xia Hua was shocked again.

In the singing of Miss Miaomiao, she seemed to see the young man named Li Chenan!

He is dressed in white and looks better than snow.

He stood alone under the starlight, holding a brush in his hand, using the night as ink and the sky as paper.

He stretched out his hand and wrote this famous poem on the sky.

What kind of free and easy young man is that?

What a romantic, uninhibited, yet tender-hearted young man he was!

"...orioles, swallows, swallows, spring, flowers and willows are real,

Everything is charming,

Delicate and tender, she can be treated like everyone."

After singing a song, the lingering sound lingers.

Miao Miao has not yet awakened, and the summer flowers have not yet bloomed.

The other six swords of Tianyin Pavilion's Seven Swords have now entered the cabin and stopped there.

After a moment, they heard what junior sister Xia Hua said:
Chapter completed!