Chapter 175: Don't bully the poor boy

Seeing Qin Chuan take out the suona, even a smile appeared on Shen Lingqiu's cold face, and he looked at Qin Chuan with interest. Seeing Qin Chuan so cautious before, not letting others know what was in the cloth bag, he didn't expect it to be a suona, even the tattered scholars present were laughing at Qin Chuan.

In Qingzhou City, this is only used when it is a red and white celebration, or it can be seen in some of the lower ninth-rate stage teams, from birth to entering the loess, suona has always followed, but everyone thinks that such things are difficult to get into the elegant hall, compared with those ordinary cave flutes, pastoral flutes and other things, there are some dwarfs, not to mention comparable to chimes and war drums and other things.

Except for some poor people who love suona and other things, these scholars in Qingzhou City naturally look down on them. And even if it is a red and white happy event in Qingzhou City, the suona can only be used to help the fun, not to support the scene, so in this piece of turf of Bailu Academy, there are sneering sounds.

"You look at him wearing a spring shirt, you can't imagine that he has a bad brain, and he actually came here with a suona, how can such an obscene thing be able to ascend to the hall of elegance?" A scholar with a pastoral flute smiled, originally thought that it was normal for him to carry this thing, but the appearance of the young man in front of him relieved him.

"That's not it, who can see suona in Qingzhou City, it's all something that Taoist priests and stage teams can do, every time I listen to it, it's very uncomfortable, and I've never seen anyone blow it out. It seems that this White Deer Academy is really sunset, and even such people can be released. If he can walk the capital on behalf of the White Deer Academy, wouldn't it be possible to blow the suona in front of the saint?" said another scholar at this moment, causing the people around him to laugh.

But Qin Chuan stood in front of the case, and did not retreat when he heard the ridicule of everyone, from the time when Lao Dao handed over the work of suona to him, he knew that as long as there was this thing, he would not starve to death in the world, and as long as there were people, there would be suona. Even if he is a general beating war drums on the battlefield and killing all directions, when he enters the ground, he is still sent by suona to complete the last journey, but he has never heard of the hole flute and other things at the red and white ceremonies.

Therefore, with this suona in his hand, Qin Chuan was more confident. Lao Dao has held it in his hand for decades, and there is already a lot of pulp on the suona, but Lao Dao seems to be standing opposite Qin Chuan at the moment, watching him play a song, so that those readers present know that this ordinary thing is not something they can despise.

If this world is full of people who follow the rules, walk the path of their predecessors, see the repetitive scenery, and are accustomed to everything, even if the knife is held on the neck, then what is the joy of this day and day repeating itself?

"Everyone, Qingzhou City Qinchuan. "Don't bully the poor boys"!" Qin Chuan saluted towards the teaching of Bailu Academy, and those few people who were as steady as Mount Tai did not answer, as if they thought that Qin Chuan was just a clown jumping off the beam.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan didn't shirk it, took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed up, and the first rhythm came out in the blink of an eye. At the beginning, the scholars who were waiting next to them were scoundrels, and even whispered at the bottom, and the few teachers sitting there were a little older, and some dozed off. Except for Shen Lingqiu and Guan Lang, almost all the people present looked away.

Qin Chuan had just ventilated, and the people present seemed to wake up, looking at Qin Chuan's side in unison, as if something terrible had happened. I saw the sound of Qin Chuan's suona croaking and falling to the ground, this is the birth of a young man, but there is a silence next to it, except for this somewhat piercing suona sound, but there is no other sound, but the people present can hear that there is disbelief in this voice, as if there is a fighting spirit, there is a grasshopper shaking the tree, and the mantis arm is a small and broad feeling, even if the people in the world are ridiculed, but it is against the sky, without fear.

I only heard the sound of suona getting more and more urgent, and it seemed that there was a feeling of fighting, and for a while the grass rose with a sense of tragedy, and the sound of the previous croaking and falling to the ground became louder and louder. There was the sound of footsteps not far away, there should be a lot of people, and after the two met, there was a big fight, and everyone present heard the crisp sound of the sword, and couldn't help but feel the hairs stand up.

After a few moments, the sound of the fight became quieter, and the footsteps faded away, except for the sound of a baby breathing. I heard a man coming slowly, and after taking the baby away, everything fell silent.

Just after everyone was ready to rest for a while, Qin Chuan's cheeks bulged again, and his ten fingers pressed the breath mouth, and for a while, gusts of mountain wind passed by, and there was a tiger roaring ape cry from the suona, there was spring thunder and summer rain, and there was the sound of autumn wind and winter snow, as if the four seasons were flowing between suona!

Then a horse rushed to attack, the young man who grew up in the mountains and forests rode away, along the way Jin Ge iron horse, the battle flag was fierce, from time to time some heavy wheezing came, it seemed that he had passed by a battlefield, the sound of war drums was getting closer and closer, and the soldier was already heard humming the song of homecoming before dying, and the voice of the young man was gradually weakening, obviously on the verge of rout.

The voice of a horse on the battlefield was so quiet that no one noticed him. The army began to retreat, and the sound of the horse was getting closer and faster, and it had already begun to rush towards the other side!

Ten thousand people retreated, and then I went forward alone! Everyone seemed to be able to see the young man running towards the enemy camp alone, and he had a great sense of grandeur with one enemy and one hundred enemies.

The sound of war drums came from the side again, and the scattered footsteps began to be neat again, and the retreating convoy stabilized its formation and rushed towards the other side again.

One horse, tens of thousands! The sound of horses' hooves grew louder and louder, and all kinds of weapons were alternated, and from time to time there were miserable screams, perhaps a soldier who had his legs cut off or lost his arms, and in addition to the sound of wailing, there were more sighs.

The sound of the horse's hooves was very crisp, crashing through the armor of the dark iron, and following the sound of the giant crossbow arrows breaking through the air, rushing towards the deepest part of the enemy camp, invincible along the way, no one dared to stop it!

Suddenly, the sound of the horse's hooves stopped, and it was the man who reined in the horses and stood in front of the enemy camp. I only heard an angry scream, this person immediately stepped forward, I didn't see any of his figures, but I only felt his momentum, Shen Lingqiu was like seeing the general who fought on the battlefield, no matter how many enemies there were in front of him, just rush forward, it must be a light.

In an instant, the Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield disappeared, the thousands of figures disappeared, only to hear a sword qi sound, mixed with the sound of breaking the sky disappeared, and then the battlefield began to recede, and the enemy camp soldiers who were full of pride before began to retreat, and everyone knew that the general led by this had been killed by this young man.

The sound of the next suona is very tragic, the sound of the horse's hooves is getting softer and softer, it should be because the horse is seriously injured, the young man's voice is very weak, but it is very stubborn, riding an old horse towards the north, the people present are moved, although the young man is poor, until after the vicissitudes of life to see the true chapter.

Qin Chuan put down the suona, but he was sweating profusely, but he didn't say a word to teach everyone......