Chapter VIII Serving in the Army

The sound of the piano starts, and the euphemistic and beautiful music is like the tip of a flower in March, opening the door to people's hearts. The strings whisper and pour out, like water flowing eastward, tactfully narrating a story.

Maybe Gou Yulin remembered the previous events, so he didn't have the idea of appreciating the music, so he even beckoned to drink, deliberately ignoring Yuan Shanjia's performance.

"Come on! Drink! Gou Yulin shouted, his voice deafening.

"Good! Come! Drink! Lin Zicong also seemed to be affected, and he became heroic, "There is wine today and drunk today." ”

"Well said!" Gou Yulin laughed and gave Lin Zicong a glass of wine.

For a while, the staggered staggering, and the people at the table all toasted Lin Zicong one after another.

Lin Zicong responded with a smile, a few bowls of belly, and there was no blush on his face.

This daughter is red and deserves to be the finale of the Red Mansion. The taste is long and profound, and a stream of heat rushes to the limbs in the lower stomach, and the aftertaste is endless in the mouth. But it's a pity that it's been like this for a long time.

"Sir, good drink." He Wanqing boasted, and also stepped forward to toast with a cup.

As the wine is drunk, the music seems to have reached its climax. Yuan Shanjia pressed the strings tightly with one hand, and kept plucking the strings with the other, the sound of the piano was like a galloping horse, galloping on the battlefield, and the sound of the horse's hooves seemed to be right in front of him; It was like the stiffness of a thousand armies, and the sound of calling faintly entered the ears.

The sound was particularly harmonious in the room, blending with the excitement of the staggered chatter.

But it also makes people stop the cup in their hands and feel the grand music scene carefully.

Suddenly, with a bang, the music stopped, and the afterglow of the strings continued to swirl, and before everyone could react, the gentle music sounded again. The battle on the battlefield slowly entered a glued state, and the main generals of the two sides were whirling and looking, and the surrounding voices couldn't help but become quieter. After the two main generals finished looking at each other, there was another pop, the sound of the piano became faster, slender fingers flew on the strings, and the battlefield became heated again. The sound of thousands of troops greeted him again. The speed kept getting faster, and faster, until finally, while everyone was still immersed in the fierceness of the battlefield, the voice slowly slowed down and became mournful. The fight was over, and the remnants of the soldiers slowly cleaned up the battlefield in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The sound of the piano stopped, but everyone present was still reminiscing.

Lin Zicong's eyes showed a stunning color. I didn't expect to encounter such a performance in this city. Even if this is not everyone's level, it is about to enter everyone's realm.

"Good!" Lin Zicong was the first to applaud.

The applause made Gou Yulin come to his senses, and looked at Yuan Shanjia with an inquiring look in his eyes. But it was also a clapping, "Good! ”

He didn't know that this red lotus had such a ability, and when he asked Mei Niang before, she always avoided talking about it, just smiled and didn't say anything.

Everyone also came to their senses and applauded, "Good! ”

"I wonder what this piece is called?" Lin Zicong looked at Yuan Shanjia with appreciation.

"From the military." Yuan Shanjia looked up at Lin Zicong with a clear gaze.

"From the military?" Lin Zicong smiled, "The name is taken from the poem, which is not bad." ”

"This song tells the story of the battle between the two armies on the battlefield, and I can't help but recall the time when I was on the battlefield with General Yuan. It's really hot-blooded. Lin Zicong said with a smile, admiring her music very much.

"Yes, extremely. I feel the same way. It's much better than those gentle tunes. Gou Yulin praised. But there is doubt in my heart.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Shanjia got up, put his right hand on his left hand, his wide sleeves naturally drooped, raised his hand to increase his forehead, bowed ninety degrees, and then got up, showing everyone's demeanor in his gestures.

"Get up." Gou Yulin casually raised his hand and asked Yuan Shanjia to get up.

Then he asked, "Who made this song?" Can there be a word filler? "The things that precipitate in this song are not something that ordinary people can make. Although Gou Yulin felt that his Jiangcheng was not bad, he didn't think that there would be a guqin master all of a sudden, and he was still a yellow-haired girl.

"It's a piece made by the Venerable Master Aaron. Played it the last time I passed through here. Yuan Shanjia naturally coped.

"Master Aaron?" He Wanqing was surprised.

The rest of the officials were also a little surprised, and couldn't help but whisper. "This Venerable Master Yalun actually passed by Jiangcheng? We didn't even know? ”

Even Lin Zicong's face was slightly moved.

But he said that this Venerable Master Yalun was the top of the romantic figures in the Cloud Kingdom. debuted 20 years ago, and became famous for dancing in Yundu, and the difficulty of dancing is unique, so as soon as it came out, it was given the title of "everyone" by everyone. In the following decades, she traveled around the cloud country, and she danced everywhere. In addition to her dancing skills, her pipa is also superb, and the rest are not bad.

It wasn't until ten years ago that she slowly lost her news. No one has seen her since.

"Exactly." Yuan Shanjia nodded, "A few years ago, Master Yalun passed by Jiangcheng and stayed in the Red Mansion, because he was confused by the ancient battlefield style outside the city, and he forgot to return and made this song. ”

Everyone nodded, thinking that this was how it should be.

Suddenly, Gou Yulin said, "Take off your veil and let me see it." ”

Yuan Shanjia frowned, as if he was a little reluctant. I was about to say something.

Gou Yulin was a little annoyed, he was originally rewarded for her face because she played well, but he didn't give him face like this.

"Okay, call the bustard!" Gou Yulin said without hesitation.

The little guy outside the door heard this roar and hurriedly went to call.

When Mei Niang entered the house, she saw Yuan Shanjia hanging her head, and Gou Yulin's face turned dark.

"Master Sima, what's wrong?" Although Mei Niang had a smile on her face, her voice was cold.

She heard what the little maid said, and this Gou Yulin actually called her Lao Bustard directly.

Pimp! This is the name of the inside of the green building! Does he look down on her as a person or on the Red Mansion? How dare you say that.

"You can't do this pillar, you dare not show her face to the official. Could it be that she is Guanyin descending to earth and can't see it? Gou Yulin said angrily.

Mei Niang was happy, "Master Sima said it really well, our red lotus is the Guanyin descending to earth, what's wrong?" As the future trump card of our Red Mansion, her face is not something that can be seen casually. If you want to talk to me, I won't refuse. But Master Sima, what is your attitude? Mei Niang has become an old bustard? ”

Saying that, Mei Niang snorted coldly, "Master Sima, we can't afford to provoke it." You'd better go to another home for this big Buddha. Our little Red Mansion has defiled you, and if your opponent sues you, saying that you have come to the filthy place of our Red Mansion, our Red Mansion cannot afford this responsibility. ”

"Mei Niang! The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes! Seeing that it was not good, He Wanqing hurriedly stopped, "Lord Sima, this is drinking too much and talking nonsense." Don't mind. We are also frequent visitors to the Red Mansion, and we know the rules of the Red Mansion, and before the location is determined, the red pillars are as far as possible to see people. But it's not like you don't know that Master Sima is a person who can do anything when he's drunk. If Lord Sima was sober, he would not be like this, please forgive me. ”

"Who said I was drunk? I...... It's good~ very good. Gou Yulin burped and poured it on He Wanqing's body.

"Humph! What Lord He said is good. I also hope that Lord He will persuade Master Sima next time. Mei Niang snorted coldly, the smile on her face faded, and her eyes looked at him slantedly, with dissatisfaction.