Dongluo smiled, this Wu Tingfeng is also a person who is both a person who is a person who is still standing up!

Dongluo shook his head and said: "Wu Gongzi, poetry and words, poetry and love, this situation, I have neither lofty ambitions nor noble tastes, this matter of writing poetry is really unintentional and powerless!"

Wu Tingfeng didn't expect Dongluo to reject his proposal as soon as he opened his mouth, and it was so simple, which suddenly made him feel very shameless.

But the temperament of the children of the family repeatedly reminded him not to be angry.

Wu Tingfeng laughed dryly and said: "Since Brother Heren has no ambition and no taste, then it is a bit difficult for me to ask Brother Heren to compose poems, and I don't know how to advance or retreat, so I will punish myself." ”

Wu Tingfeng raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it all, indescribably freehand, inexhaustible temperament.

Dongluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he knew that this eldest son of the Wu family could still be so calm and calm when he was refuted, and he could bend and stretch, and it seemed that he was not a fuel-efficient lamp!

Although Wu Qi is a side of the Wu family, Wu Tingfeng is the face of the Wu family after all, and hurriedly changed the topic to resolve the embarrassment for Wu Tingfeng.

"Chanyue Fairy, I have long heard that you are known as the first master of Qingyin Pavilion, I don't know if we can have the fate to listen to the sound of spring snow today!"

The eyes of everyone in the hall couldn't help but light up, Chanyue Fairy is the first person in the younger generation of Qingyin Pavilion, in terms of strength, few people here can say that they can stabilize her, otherwise, one of the two places will not fall into his hands.

But the most talked about thing is not her strength, but her piano sound.

Jiang Shang tunes the jade qin, one string and one heart.

It is said that when Fairy Chanyue was traveling through the rivers and lakes, she met an enemy, and she did everything, just played a tune, and did everything. Those enemies all sank in the sound of her piano, and then withered, and even died with a smile.

Everyone was a little curious about whether the sound of the fairy Chanyue was like the legend and could make people leave with a smile.

Chanyue Fairy was also a little entangled for a while, she didn't want to play, but Dongluo had already refuted Wu Tingfeng's face, if she refuted Wu Qi's face, then today's poetry will definitely be hated by the Wu family.

It's not that Qingyin Pavilion is afraid of their Wu family, it's just that Qingyin Pavilion is full of people with pure hearts and few desires, and it is better to believe in more than one thing, Chanyue Fairy glared at someone in the hall fiercely. But someone seems to be unaware of this, and only cares about picking up vegetables for his little scholar.

Chanyue Fairy snorted coldly in her heart, "If you hadn't rejected Wu Tingfeng, Wu Qi wouldn't have pointed the finger at me." ”

She still understands the thoughts of the two brothers of the Wu family.

It's okay to get a spot, but you have to prove that you have it.

Dongluo has already proved it on Jin Buchang, and the rest is her.

Chanyue Fairy smiled slightly, "If you don't play well, please bear with me." ”

Everyone in the hall hurriedly quipped: "As long as it is a song played by Chanyue Immortal, it is the best song in the world." ”

Chanyue Fairy took out the guqin Chunxue from the mustard seeds, which is one of the four famous qins of Qingyin Pavilion and has a history of thousands of years. It was hundreds of years earlier than the other three pairs of Bingqing, Yuzhen, and Qiu Xiao. The number of times he played Chun Wandang was also countable, no one thought that she would really take out this piano today, and Wu Qi, who was holding the purpose of easing the atmosphere, was a little surprised.

Looking at the body of the piano that has not been touched for a long time, touching the strings that contain the historical atmosphere, and with a pluck, the sound of the piano enters the ears, which immediately attracts a burst of applause.

Touching the strings with her hand, Fairy Chanyue's heart was surprisingly calm, and no matter how unhappy she was, she left it behind. She thought about it and began to pluck the strings.

The speed is not fast, it is slow, the tone is low, and there is tragedy in the lowness, and it sounds a little ...... The feeling of sickness.

Wu Qi frowned slightly, he thought that on this occasion, Fairy Chanyue would play a more cheerful tune, but the somewhat sick tune in front of him did not meet his expectations.

Chanyue Fairy doesn't care what others think, the moment her hand touches the strings, she is just herself, and she does what she thinks is right.

The tune is still slow, dull, depressing, and makes people sweat in a hurry.

Someone in the hall unbuttoned his clothes, "What's the matter, why is it so hot this day?"

"It's just that I feel damp on my body, and I didn't swim here just now!"

"Why does it feel like it's going to rain?"

......

Dongluo put down his chopsticks, his brows furrowed slightly, he also had the same feelings as others, the heaviness that was suppressed in his heart was by no means accidental, not so much sullen, but rather brewing before the wind and rain.

At this time, the speed in Chanyue Fairy's hand suddenly accelerated, like a sudden storm.

In an instant, the storm poured down.

Everyone was stunned, and they suddenly felt the thunder rumbling, the wind whispering, and the heavy rain falling from the sky.

Dongluo's brow gradually stretched.

This tune......

He knows it well.

Or is it the artistic conception in this song, he is very familiar with it.

Chanyue Fairy's left hand suddenly went to the end of the piano, and the sound of the piano was still fast and dull.

People seem to see that in the wind, rain and thunder, there are generals who raise their tents, soldiers assembled, and they are majestic and solemn in the torrential rain.

The tune was fast and fast, and the hands of the fairy Chanyue could only see phantoms one after another, and the sound of the piano was fierce and high, as if the urgency of a rapid march on a rainy night.

The big war is on the verge of breaking out!

The strings, in the hook of the Chanyue fairy, turned into the collision of swords and soldiers, and the fight of life and death.

The fierce battle is coming, and the tail note of the left hand adds a bit of tragedy and tragedy to this big battle.

The rain was pouring down, the blood-stained armor, the generals roaring, the soldiers shouting, the slashing of swords, the collision of swords and swords, the confrontation of bodies against bodies...... All of them turned into shocking sounds, which spread throughout the heavens and the earth.

The sound of the piano is getting faster and faster. Everyone held their breath for fear of disturbing the war, no one dared to speak, no one dared to move, and even their breathing became extremely slow. Everyone's hearts were raised, as long as Fairy Chanyue's hand speed was a little faster, their hearts would fly out uncontrollably.

But suddenly, the song fell slowly, the battle on the battlefield came to an end, and the tone turned to peace, like a soldier returning to the camp victoriously, soothing his emotions.

When the last note settled, Chanyue Fairy slowly put her hands on the strings, so that the slightly dull sound only echoed in the body.

This is the general's tent, and the curtain has come to an end.

Chanyue Fairy's forehead was already slightly sweaty, which showed that the load of playing such a song made her a little difficult to resist.

This song was accidentally obtained when he came to Hangzhou, this is the song of the expedition, the song of not fearing, not timid, and winning the battle.

The song is settled, and the flag is victorious.

Wu Qi was no longer as unhappy as before, just sat in place and muttered: "This song should only exist in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times." ”

The hearts of everyone in the hall still didn't seem to come back to their senses, and they were still immersed in the battlefield, but they didn't expect that the music of the Chanyue Fairy was so harmful and could touch people's souls, and the scene of the battle on a rainy night was like an illusion, but it seemed to be extremely real in front of their eyes.

Who has ever heard such a piano music?

Chanyue Fairy was very happy about this, but when her eyes fell on someone after looking around the hall for a week, it was suddenly very bad.

Everyone else is still immersed in the artistic conception she brings to others, and they can't extricate themselves, but this person is eating there with a big gulp.

In her opinion, this is a kind of negation, disapproval, and blasphemy of her piano sound.

After a long time, everyone in the hall finally came to their senses.

Chanyue Fairy stood up and said apologetically: "I didn't play well, please forgive me." ”

Others only regard it as the self-humility of the Chanyue Fairy, and no one cares about it. But Dongluo muttered in a low voice, "It's sincerity." ”

The hall, which was already quiet, became quieter in an instant, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Dongluo suddenly scolded secretly, if it was in a compliment, then no one could hear whether his words were good or bad, but in the silence, this sentence seemed clear again.

Dongluo didn't seem to notice the change in the eyes of the people in the hall, and turned his head and said to his little scholar: "A few days ago, I met that Taoist priest who said that we will have big fish and meat in the next few days, don't say it, this Taoist priest is honest and accurate." Do you think we're going to eat it today?"

Luo Le said very cooperatively: "Well, I also think that Taoist priest is sincere, by the way, Childe, since you think he is sincere now, then don't forget, he also said that you have been blackened in the Yin Hall in the past few days, and there will be a disaster of blood and light, you have to think of a way to eliminate the disaster." ”

Winterfall: "......"

Why doesn't this little girl play cards according to the routine!

The eyes of everyone looking at Dongluo were a little strange.

It's a real city?

Is it talking about the sincerity of the Taoist priest? Isn't it saying that the self-humility of the Chanyue Fairy is a big truth?

The eyes of everyone looking at Dongluo were full of curiosity.

Chanyue Fairy's face was a little angry, but she didn't show it, she just smiled gently, "Gongzi He is right, there are indeed many bad things that need to be improved in this Qu Qianjun Formation, so everyone can laugh." ”

This is Wu Tingfeng's home field, no matter how angry he is, he still has to give the face he should give. If there is a conflict with the person invited by Wu Tingfeng here, it will not be a good thing for Qingyin Pavilion.

Dongluo hurriedly put down the chopsticks in his hand, waved his hand and forcibly explained: "Chanyue Fairy, you misunderstood me, I am honest when I say that the Taoist priest I met outside Hangzhou a few days ago, not you." Chanyue Fairy's thousand army formations are fascinated by listening to it, how can it be bad! This is definitely the most beautiful piece of music in the world. ”

Chanyue Fairy sneered in her heart, what kind of bullshit is intoxicating, others don't know, don't I know? The intoxication in your mouth should be like eating and getting drunk! Eating vegetables and drinking wine, can you not eat, can you not get drunk?

Everyone present was not stupid, and naturally they could hear the perfunctory elements of Dongluo's words, but no one debunked it, it was meaningless.