Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 105 - 45: The Two Ladies

The two women's carriage was just outside the door. Miss Jin Shu brought out the pipa, and Liu Qinghuan also changed into a long-sleeved dance costume on the carriage.

"Young master, please wait a moment."

Miss Jin Shu's voice was slightly cold as she waved her hand to pluck the strings and listened carefully before making a slight adjustment.

Fang Zheng's gaze fell on the pipa, deep in thought.

The Otherworld and the modern society shared many similarities, including astronomy, text customs, all of which he had grown accustomed to.

Musical instruments,

were the same.

Miss Jin Shu's pipa was similar to the ancient ones but had undergone some improvements, its sound crisp, like jade colliding, penetrating the heart.

"Zheng zheng..."

The fine rain was continuous, and the strings were hurried.

"Great!"

Fang Zheng lightly clapped his hands and praised:

"Even before a melody is formed, there is already emotion. Miss Jin Shu, your skill is admirable!"

What was initially just curiosity now turned into genuine interest, making him want to witness the music and dance level of this Otherworld.

He had heard performances from a few so-called 'musicians' in Gu'an County, which were almost unbearable to watch.

This was normal.

Modern society had developed music for many years, and communication was convenient. Whether it was playing techniques or music scores, all had reached a certain pinnacle.

Even musical instruments could be tuned by machines to a level of precision as fine as hair.

Every note was extremely accurate.

This was far from achievable in ancient times.

Fang Zheng had seen real ancient scores, and in school, they had recordings of instrument masters from decades ago, and even at his level back then, he could hear the flaws.

While technique could be improved through practice, the noise from instruments was limited by the technology of the time and could not be avoided.

Miss Jin Shu stopped her actions, looked up, and asked:

"Young master, are you familiar with instruments?"

"Just a bit."

Fang Zheng gestured with his hand:

"Ladies, please."

"Yes."

Miss Jin Shu lowered her head, gently cradled the pipa, her slender fingers like peeled bamboo shoots, delicately and elegantly plucking the strings.

"Ding ling..."

The sound of jade striking resonated.

Ethereal, clear, wandering in one's heart.

Fang Zheng sat up straight, a hint of surprise in his eyes. Miss Jin Shu's pipa didn't look impressive, yet its sound quality was remarkably good.

Moreover...

Her hands were steady, and her control over rhythm was exceptional, comparable to a top-tier pipa player even in modern society.

No!

Perhaps even better.

"Da!"

On the other side, Liu Qinghuan lightly moved her steps, long sleeves half-covering her face, her delicate body slightly bending, swaying like willow branches in the wind.

She was light as a swallow, soft like floating cattail, her body swaying in the field, her long sleeves fluttering like a butterfly among flowers, rippling water, and the bright moon in the deep mountains.

The pipa's sound and her dance moves perfectly merged, stirring emotions within.

The sound accelerated,

Liu Qinghuan's dance also moved faster, her skirt flying, white wrists turning gracefully, her eyes glimmering like waves with a deep emotion.

Suddenly, her long sleeves flared open, like a lotus blooming, petals layering endlessly in her hands.

The music reached a sudden, high climax.

Like piercing clouds and cracking stones.

The dance accelerated again, long sleeves flew skyward, her figure hidden within, looming and mystical, feeling distant and unreachable.

Gradually.

The music softened, and her dance followed suit.

"Zheng..."

Jin Shu gently pressed the strings, got up, and bowed together with Liu Qinghuan:

"A piece of Liu Bo is offered to the young master, may your blessings be as high as the heavens."

"Both of you are too kind."

Fang Zheng stood up, extending his hand in courtesy:

"The music is beautiful, and so is the dance. It is my great fortune to witness both your performances today. Regarding the sale, let's go with Miss Liu's suggestion of ten taels of silver."

He was not short of money. Whether ten or twenty taels, it was insignificant to him, and for such a captivating performance, a few taels were of no importance.

The two women's eyes brightened, and they quickly bowed again:

"Thank you, young master."

"Wu Hai."

"At your service."

Fang Zheng gestured to Wu Hai who was daydreaming at the side:

"Go to the warehouse and get a set of porcelain for the two ladies. I often travel far, so consider this an early congratulation for your future move."

"Yes."

Wu Hai acknowledged.

"How could we accept this?" Jin Shu quickly shook her head:

"Young master, there's no need for such expense."

"It's only right." Fang Zheng laughed:

"I will rely on you to manage the house in the future; a set of porcelain is nothing, besides, I wish to see your performances again."

After some persuasion, the two women gratefully accepted.

Returning with the porcelain, Wu Hai stood shyly in front of the women, not daring to lift his head, though feeling a peculiar urge inside.

Just speaking a word to such beauties was worthwhile.

"Actually..."

He stammered:

"Our master's erhu playing is also quite good."

"Is that so?" Liu Qinghuan casually smiled and said:

"How does it compare to my sister's playing?"

She assumed Wu Hai was indirectly flattering Fang Zheng and trying to get a word in front of them, something they had witnessed many times before.

So she paid it no mind.

"Well..."

Wu Hai thought seriously and said:

"The master should be a bit better."

"Hmm?" Liu Qinghuan, just in the act of turning to leave, froze, turned her head, and looked seriously:

"I don't believe it!"

"It's true." Wu Hai hurriedly swore:

"When the master plays the erhu, it makes me want to cry immediately. Although Miss Jin Shu plays well, there's always something seemingly missing."

?

Before Liu Qinghuan could speak, Jin Shu suddenly turned to Fang Zheng, her eyes sparkling beneath her veil:

"Young Master Fang, might I witness it?"

"Well..." Fang Zheng glanced at the sky:

"Isn't it a bit late?"

"It's no problem." Liu Qinghuan, knowing her sister's persistence in this matter, quickly said:

"We are staying at the inn, and have already booked our room, so we can head there directly. Young Master Fang, could you please play a piece for us to listen to?"