"What kind of tea do you two want to drink?"

"Whatever. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"This little sister, you play the piano so well, and now few people can play your guqin. ”

"Alas, it's useless to play well, and most people don't understand it. ”

Probably seeing that few people could understand the girl's tune, the girl sighed and said.

"Thank you, the tea is so fragrant. However, I think that the times are developing, and it is difficult for everyone to calm down and listen to these classical songs. ”

Mo Bai and Yang Man happily sat forward and said while drinking tea.

"Yes, it would be nice if this song had a song fu, it is said that Cai Wenji wrote eighteen Han fu at that time. ”

Hu Ji eighteen beats, each beat is a chapter, a total of eighteen beats, that is, eighteen chapters, collectively referred to as Hu Ji eighteen beats.

At that time, the popular Fu in the Han Dynasty was similar to the current lyrics, and if it was dubbed, it would become a song.

Yang Man also sighed secretly, such a classic song has not been handed down.

"Yes, if it can be handed down, even if you haven't heard this song, you can still learn the words in the song. ”

The girl nodded as well.

After all, words are better written than sounds.

Not everyone understands music, but words are different.

In particular, the talented girl Cai Wenji wrote.

"Hehe, it's not that there is no endowment, but I have seen many people in modern times write lyrics for Hu Ji's eighteen beats. ”

Everyone is very good at studying Chinese classical culture, and although they don't know girls, they also talk about the Tao.

"I won't say those words, I don't have any artistic conception at all. ”

The girl shook her head and said.

The girl has seen many people on the Internet make gifts for Hu Ji's eighteen beats, but they all do it very poorly.

This can be understood, and there is some reluctance on the part of modern people to write this kind of Han Fu. In addition, everyone's requirements for Hu Ji's eighteen beats are so high, not to mention that the writing is average, even if it is well written, few people recognize it. ”

Mo Bai also nodded and said.

"Two of you have tea, I have to play the piano. ”

After chatting for a while, the girl continued to pluck the strings and play the piano quietly.

"Sister Yang Man, this girl is good, she has studied ancient Chinese culture so much at a young age. ”

"Hehe, have you taken a fancy to her, hurry up and confess, you are not very good at talking, you don't want to say that there is a beautiful woman in the north again......"

Speaking of this, Yang Man couldn't help but blush a little.

"Sister Yang Man, I'm not a pervert, I confess when I see a woman. Besides, this little girl looks like a southerner, and she is smart, and there are beautiful women in the north who are completely inconsistent with her quality. If you want me to say, it should be "a beautiful woman rolling bead curtain, sitting deep on the eyebrows". ”

"The beauty rolls the beaded curtain and sits deep on the moth eyebrows...... Amazing, my great talent, I can really pull another line of poetry. ”

Yang Man was considered to have taken Mo Bai.

The sentence "The beauty rolls the beaded curtain and sits deep on the eyebrows" is not only well written, but also extremely appropriate.

If it weren't for the little girl playing the piano, Yang Man couldn't wait for the little girl to appreciate this poem Mo Bai wrote for her.

"Nonsense, nonsense. ”

Mo Bai laughed, not taking it seriously at all.

It's just that fortunately, Mo Bai's mobile phone is out of battery at this time, and the live broadcast is turned off. Otherwise, seeing Mo Bai's scene, a group of fans in the live broadcast room may continue to brush 66666, admiring Mo Bai's tricks of picking up girls is really clever.

"I've always admired beautiful women, and I don't think anything else. ”

Shaking his head, Mo Bai said: "By the way, since this Hu Ji Eighteen Beats can have modern people fill in the words, why don't we try it too?"

"Forget it. ”

Yang Man shook his head.

"This kind of famous song through the ages, whether it is well filled in or poor, will be scolded when it is filled out. ”

"Moreover, I think that basically no one can write a Han Fu that conforms to the artistic conception of Hu Ji's eighteen beats at that time. ”

"It's okay anyway, just fill in the words and have fun. ”

It just so happens that there is a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the gazebo.

Mo Bai is not surprised, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have never been separated. What's more, this Magic Capital Cultural Festival seems to pay more attention to traditional culture this year, and things like pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that are more representative of Chinese culture can be seen everywhere.

"I really have to fill it in. ”

Seeing Mo Bai come to the truth, Yang Man said in surprise.

"Yes, listening to the sound of the piano at this moment, I was inspired to give it a try. ”

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to the eighteen beats of Hu Ji written by Mo Dacaizi. ”

Yang Man leaned aside and looked at Mo Bai with great interest.

"I didn't do anything at the beginning of my life, and after I was born, Han Zuo declined. ”

The pen walked away, and Mo Bai quickly wrote the first sentence.

"How's that, this one. ”

After writing the first sentence, Mo Bai asked.

"Not bad. ”

Yang Man nodded: "When I was just born, the world was still peaceful, and when I grew up, the Han clan had declined. ”

While translating, Yang Man nodded and said, "It's a bit of a Han Fu flavor." Moreover, it is more in line with the background of the time. ”

"Well, then I'll move on to the first sentence. ”

Immediately put pen to paper, Mo Bai wrote again: "The sky is unkind, and the earth is unkind, so I am at this time." ”

The words translated from this sentence are: The heavens do not show mercy! The earth doesn't see benevolence!

At that time, the Han Dynasty was in decline, Dong Zhuo was in power, the world was in chaos, and Cai Wenji was taken captive by the Xiongnu while fleeing.

It was a tragic time.

[The road is dangerous, and the people are in exile and mourn together. The smoke and dust cover the wilderness, and the righteousness is lost. It is not appropriate for me to be unscrupulous, and I should sue anyone if I am insulted. After a while, the piano was beaten, and no one knew about the resentment......]

The customs of the Xiongnu are very different, and it is difficult for the daughters of the Han family to be suitable;

To whom should I cry out?

Hu Ji blows a section, Yaoqin plays a beat;

Full of grief and resentment, no one knows about it.

The text is not dotted.

Unknowingly, this famous song "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats" was completely written by Mo Bai.

At this time, looking at the finished lyrics, Yang Man was completely stunned when he looked at Mo Bai again.

At first, she only thought that Mo Bai thought it was fun, and even if Mo Bai was talented, it would be impossible to write "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats".

However, when the first sentence was written, Yang Man was impressed by Mo Bai's extreme talent.

And when he wrote the second sentence "The sky is not benevolent and the chaos is separated", a wave of sadness and indignation reaches the sky.

What kind of person can make such an emotion?

What kind of talent can this write such a quatrain.

Until, when all the eighteen beats were written, Yang Man's heart was already turbulent, and he almost couldn't stand.

"Cai Wenji. ”

On top of the genus name, Mo Bai wrote the words "Cai Wenji".

"Sister Yang Man, let's go. ”

After writing in one breath, Mo Bai stood up very chicly.

Although Mo Bai's name was not written on the sign, Mo Bai still felt that he had done a great thing.

Let future generations just remember that "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji" was written by Cai Wenji, then that's fine.