Chapter 93 Tunes

When they arrived at the ancient city, Ran Ning and his entourage did not stay at the inn, but rented a relatively quiet and moderately sized courtyard. On the one hand, it is because Shen Feng likes to be quiet, and on the other hand, he doesn't want to be too eye-catching.

The first feeling that the old city gave Ran Ning was chaos, this kind of chaos came from the battle, the people were panicked, everyone's faces were sad and nervous, and the pace was hurried, as if they wanted to avoid staying outside as much as possible. Many families had already fled and left when the army retreated to the ancient city, and there were many empty houses in the city, which made it easier for Ran Ning and them to rent.

They were few in number, and they arrived faster than the army, but they were not separated by a few days. Bizhu helped Ran Ning clean up the house, and Ran Ning stood in the courtyard, looking at the gray sky outside, as if it was going to rain. I don't know if it's an illusion, Ran Ning always feels as if there is a slight smell of blood in the air, highlighting the cruelty and sadness of war.

It was the first time she had been to a frontline town, and for the first time, she had felt the trepidation of war. Those who are unwilling or unable to flee their homes can only stay here and earn an extra day. All they could count on was the army sent by the imperial court, and the brave and warlike generals who would restore their former peace. But the war is not guaranteed to be won, everyone is displaced in the whirlpool of success or failure, helplessly handing over their fate to a pair of invisible hands, not sustenance and faith, but a kind of resigned compromise - negative, but very realistic.

"Young lady, the room is cleaned up." Bizhu came out and said.

"Hmm." Ran Ning nodded, turned around and entered the room.

Along the way, the atmosphere became more and more depressing, and Bizhu's words became less. Now I understand this feeling, even she is. Except for thinking about how to beat Xiya back and how to help Zhong Su now, she has no time to think about anything else, and she is not in the mood to think about it. Those ups and downs, those who are at ease and leisurely, are all reserved for those who stay out of the war, and have nothing to do with her. She didn't even have much time to miss Zhong Su, because she understood that only by living could she have room to miss.

"Packed up?" Shen Feng walked in unhurriedly, his expression was the same as usual.

Perhaps because she was used to seeing life and death and had experienced too much, Ran Ning found that her father-in-law was the only one among them who had no change in his state of mind. This kind of calm and calm is not indifferent, but the calmness after looking at the state of the world, it seems that there is nothing to touch him anymore.

"Packed up. After a while, let Bizhu take people to buy more food and come back, once the war starts, we will even have a problem eating. Ran Ning said. Now that a battle has just been completed, both sides are resting, and the people of the city can take advantage of this time to take a breather.

"Buy some more, there's an underground ice cellar here, it's well preserved, and you can store food." Shen Feng said.

"Ice cellar? It's great. Ran Ning smiled. When the weather is warmer, fresh food is not so easy to preserve, and now that there is an ice cellar, it is indeed good news. It seems that the rich people who originally lived here will also enjoy it.

"Then the slave will go shopping now." Bizhu also regained a little spirit, and eating enough is a big deal.

"Go ahead, bring a few more people." Ran Ning said: "Buy some ready-made food on the way and come back, it will take a while for the kitchen to clean up, and we will take care of it at noon." ”

"Yes." Bizhu responded and left.

"Father-in-law, what about Master and Yan'er?" After Bizhu left, Ran Ning asked.

"Yan'er is practicing, and Zunchen has gone out to inquire about the situation." Shen Feng said indifferently.

"Then I'll give you a kettle of water to make tea." Ran Ning smiled. This attitude of her stepfather also seemed to have infected her, and the haze in her heart dissipated a lot.

"Not necessarily." Shen Feng looked at the trees in the courtyard and said, "I heard that you play the piano well, can you play a song?" ”

Because Ran Ning injured his wrist, he hadn't heard Ran Ning's piano yet.

"Okay." Ran Ning smiled in response, sat down in front of the zheng, thought about it, and played a song "Midsummer Song" for Shen Feng.

This song depicts a flourishing scene of flowers blooming in midsummer, which is completely different from the atmosphere of the old castle, and it is quite inappropriate. But Ran Ning's music carries a few helplessness and sighs about the withering of flowers after midsummer, which is very suitable for this situation on the other hand.

At the end of the song, Shen Feng didn't make an evaluation, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you know "Soul War Song"?" ”

Ran Ning was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a little caution: "I know." ”

"Can you play?" Shen Feng asked.

Ran Ning pursed the corners of her mouth and replied, "Yes, but only once." ”

"Hmm." Shen Feng nodded, didn't say much, and left.

With Shen Feng leaving, Ran Ning fell into deep thought. "Soul War" is not widely known, and even very few people know about it, she knew it from her grandfather, and this song seems to have a kind of demonic nature, which will make people forget themselves, be tired, and feel no pain. She was still young at the time, and out of curiosity, she threw aside her grandfather's reminder that she could only memorize music and not play, and secretly played it by herself.

With this play, her mind went blank as if she had lost her soul, and she just kept playing and couldn't stop at all.

In the end, it was her grandfather who prepared a bucket of ice water and poured it on her head to make her sober up. Originally, she thought that she had just played a cup of tea, but she didn't want to think that more than an hour had passed, when her nails were not long enough, and her fingers were broken, oozing blood......

Her grandfather didn't say anything, asked Bizhu to wait for her to change, and turned away.

At that time, it was still a cold winter, and Ran Ning launched a high fever that night, and it took three days to burn before it slowly subsided. Since then, Ran Ning has never touched that piece again, but the score has been firmly remembered in her heart, and she still dare not forget it.

When her father-in-law mentioned it just now, she was also a little surprised, and it also evoked some memories. She didn't expect her father-in-law to know that tune, and he seemed to know it very well, and when she mentioned it at this time, she would feel a little subtle.

On the fourth day after they settled, Zhong Su also led his army to the ancient city. Because of the arrival of reinforcements, the people also had some confidence, but they couldn't help but feel a little worried when they learned that it was the scholar who led the army.

Zunchen went directly to the barracks to find Zhong Su. Although the border pass made Ran Ningqing nervous, he slowly got used to it, and his daily life was no different from before.

Unexpectedly, Zunchen came back and brought Zhong Su with him.

Zhong Su learned that Ran Ning also came quietly, and temporarily handed over the affairs of the military camp to Yuan Hengyang, and rushed over himself. Ran Ning's arrival surprised him a little, but he was more worried. But no matter how worried he was, he couldn't send Ran Ning back, and he didn't want to ......

"Xianggong." Hearing that he was coming, Ran Ning ran out.

Zhong Su hugged Ran Ning who ran out, bit her ear, and said, "Who asked you to come?" ”

"I'm relieved to look at you." Ran Ning buried her face in Zhong Su's arms, sniffing the special smell of herbs on his body.

"You......" Zhong Su touched her hair, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, I promise to stay in the house obediently and won't run around." Ran Ning also knew the danger outside.

"Well, be obedient." Zhong Su said.

"Okay." Ran Ning responded lightly.

Zunchen didn't care about the two of them hugging each other in the courtyard, and went directly to Shen Feng. He doesn't care much about young people's affairs, and he won't express any opinions, anyway, it's all for Zhong Su.

After hugging for a while, Ran Ning pulled Zhong Su and went to his room. Shen Feng went to guide Chu Yan to practice, but he didn't see anyone for the time being, and Zunchen also ate the closed-door soup, and went back to the room first.

"Is it still smooth all the way?" Pouring tea for Zhong Su, Ran Ning asked.

"Not bad. On the way, hunting saved a lot of grain and grass, and the soldiers were well fed. "Men always love meat, and it's good to have a decent meal of meat. Of course, they were also very careful, and did not rush to exterminate, everyone understood that only when the prey is constantly multiplied, can people be inexhaustible and survive.

"That's good. You don't have to worry about it here, it's all well arranged. Ran Ning said.

"Hmm." Zhong Su held Ran Ning's hand and said, "It's chaotic outside now, you try not to go out." Bring more people with you when you go out, and put safety first. ”

"I understand." Ran Ning nodded and asked, "When are you going to fight?" ”

"Three days later." Zhong Su replied: "Give the soldiers a few days to rest, and fight quickly while the West Cliff has not eased up." ”

"Hmm." This approach is correct, the body of the reinforcements is much better than the soldiers who have just experienced the battle, and it is easier to win while the soldiers of the West Cliff are not resting.

After looking at Zhong Su and making sure that the fatigue of the boat and car did not make Zhong Su lose weight, Ran Ning was also relieved and asked, "How is General Fengguo now?" What about the Six Princes? Are you okay? ”

"General Fengguo was seriously injured, but he finally picked up a life and came back, and it is estimated that it will take a long time to recuperate. The six princes are fine, but they have lost some weight, and it is inevitable that they will not have enough food and clothing. Zhong Su told Ran Ning what he saw after arriving.

"That's good." Ran Ning exhaled lightly, "There's something I want you to arrange for me." ”

"What's the matter?"

Ran Ning leaned into Zhong Su's ear and whispered a few words to him.

Zhong Su frowned, as if he was a little hesitant.

Ran Ning sat up straight and said, "I know this request is reckless, but this is your first battle, and you must win it beautifully to increase the morale of the soldiers." I want to help you. ”

Zhong Su thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let Xiao Wu arrange it for you." ”

"Hmm." Ran Ning replied with a smile. If it weren't for the fact that she could really help Zhong Su, she wouldn't have mentioned it at all. Now that Zhong Su has agreed, she will not allow herself to make any mistakes in this matter.

Three days later, the northern army of Xinbei was fully equipped and stood in front of the city gate, ready to attack the enemy camp.

Xiya saw the signal of Beixin's war, and immediately reorganized his men and horses to prepare for the battle. During this time, the West Cliff Army has always taken the initiative, but this time it was the other way around, which made the West Cliff Army a little uncomfortable.

The two armies faced each other, and the war was about to break out.

Suddenly, a zither sound came, sonorous and powerful, the song from the slow and faster rhythm, the perseverance of the piano sound, suddenly mobilized the fighting spirit and feelings of the Beixin soldiers, so that every pore of the people tightened with the music and trembled, the tight body is like an arrow on the string, as long as an order, you can rush out.

Ran Ning was dressed in plain clothes, her long hair was only tied with a strap behind her, and her hair was flying in the wind. At this time, she was sitting upright on the castle tower, and in front of her was the kite she had brought. Standing beside him were Zun Chen and Shen Feng. The sound of the piano was spread by Zunchen with internal force, so that every soldier in Beixin could hear it.

After hearing the sound of the piano, the army of the West Cliff began to look left and right, wondering where the sound was coming from, or if it was an auditory hallucination.

The sound of the piano acts as a drum, but the melody is longer, and the effect of the drum is also stretched.

Yuan Hengyang, who was in the pioneer camp, glanced back at Zhong Su. Zhong Su nodded at him.

Yuan Hengyang received the order, raised the □□ in his hand, and shouted: "Rush!" ”

Immediately, the vanguard battalion rushed out like arrows from the bow, and then the army also pressed down.

Fighting, horses, drumming, wailing...... In this dusty, blood-soaked battlefield, there are endless ears. It's just that unlike in the past, this time there was a more and more rapid sound of zither in the ears of the soldiers of Beixin......

In fact, Ran Ning's zither had already stopped, and what the soldiers heard was actually the sound of the piano in their hearts. In addition to the fighting spirit, it also brings a rhythm that allows them to constantly rush at the enemy army, launch attacks, and fight for victory......

On the battlefield, it is not uncommon to use instruments such as guqin, guzheng, and pipa instead of drums, and there are many tunes composed for the battle. What Ran Ning uses today is his favorite tune when the old Wan Pingbo went to war, but his grandfather often sighed, although the tune is good, but the person who plays the song can't show its majestic momentum...... And after Lao Wan Pingbo stopped going on the expedition, these songs also disappeared for a while.

Ran Ning didn't know if her song would be in line with her grandfather's wishes, but for her, it was not only a support for Zhong Su, but also a tribute to her grandfather. If she hadn't married Zhong Su, if she hadn't come to this battlefield, then these grandfather's songs would have been buried forever in countless books, a past that could not be traced.

Maybe it is the heavens that have their own arrangements, and the song can be reproduced in the killing field, this kind of blood-boiling feeling Ran Ning will never forget it for the rest of her life, at this moment, the will left by her grandfather is with her.