The next night, Master came.

When Zhao Ji woke up, he saw the big face of Feiwei in front of him. The reason why Fei Fei's face is big is because he is so close that the tip of his nose is almost shut. His expression was serious, as if looking for something familiar on his face, and his expression was soft, the opposite of yesterday's coldness.

Zhao Ji was startled, wow, and quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

The flying dragon quickly moved back a square, stood up, and his face turned cold: "Have you learned what you were taught yesterday? ”

Zhao Ji hurriedly said, "I've learned, Master!" He put his hand in the shape of a Xun, puffed up his cheeks and blew in—

How can there be no sound?

Zhao Ji was startled, and blew hard, but his cheeks were sore, sweat was about to come out, his back was cold, and there was still no sound. He was going to try his hand and get praise from the master, but what is this? It backfired, why did he learn it yesterday and return to the original point today?

He was almost scared to tears, and his voice changed: "Master, I can still blow a sound during the day, why don't I have a sound now?" I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... His first reaction was to apologize, and every time he was taught a lesson, he used his apology to avoid the next accountability, although sometimes he was not guilty.

Fei Wei straightened his face and said, "What's the matter with you?

Zhao Jiwa cried: "I didn't ...... I practiced for a day......"

Fei Wei laughed, "Teasing you, stupid." It takes a lot of strength to blow Xun, you have just woken up from a coma, your body is tired, your qi is very weak, of course you can't blow, you have to rest. However, you really have no talent, you don't have any extra strength, what kind of waste are you? Is the blood of the imperial family so weak? But it is really a waste of Emperor Taizu's great achievements. ”

Zhao Ji didn't understand what he said, he only knew that he was scolding his father. Although he also hates being scolded by his father, others can't say that. So he said, "My father is well." ”

The Flying Ray looked at him. After a while, Fei Wei smiled and said, "You little weak bones, you will fall down when you touch them, as if someone has blocked your muscles and veins, you don't even have the strength to hold your hands tightly, let alone breath." Alas, if you don't cure the symptoms but not the root cause, you can't become a hero, and it's difficult to even blow a hand now. - It's okay, I'll help you with some power so that you can blow sound, okay?"

Zhao Ji was a little incredulous, and his voice was still crying: "Good ......"

The Flying Ray placed her hand on his shoulder and stroked his neck. Feiyu's hands were soft and soft, his fingertips were hot, Zhao Ji was in a cold sweat, such a dry, soft, and warm hand was on his neck, he was taken aback, and quickly calmed down.

Flying Ray's hand slapped lightly on his shoulder twice.

Zhao Ji felt that this kind of power nailed him to the ground, and wanted to press him into a mess of flesh, too heavy and too painful to go against the proper flow of blood, his eyes were red, and his nose was bleeding.

"Well, no more, that's all you can bear. The Flying Ray took two steps back and sat down, looking at him, "Do you feel strong?"

"No, I don't. ”

When people are in good health, they don't feel good. Only when you are sick will you feel fine.

Fei Wei couldn't help but laugh: "Then you can blow it to me again and see if you can blow it?"

Zhao Ji nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay!"

Fei Fei thought he would just blow Xun out, and at most a few more out of tune.

But after Zhao Ji blew out an intermittent and trembling "beep-", he blew out the first, second, and third sentences...... With his memory, slowly, slowly, slowly, without a quick beat, without a slow beat, he played a whole tune with a green and firm voice.

Although there are a few notes that are not quite correct, after all, the blowing is generally complete, and it only takes a little fingering to learn it completely.

Unlike his pharynx, Zhao Ji's music has a lot less attack power, and it is clear and full of longing.

After Zhao Ji finished blowing, Feiyu rubbed his head: "You little idiot, I can't imagine that you can learn it all after listening to it once, and you can be taught, I didn't pass on this bit of work to you in vain." ”

On the third day, Feiwei listened to him play the tune and said, "This piece is called "Su Wu Shepherd", have you ever heard this story?"

"Nope. ”

"During the Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu in the north often invaded the Central Plains and often fought wars. Therefore, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent the general Su Wu to negotiate with the Xiongnu. However, the Huns did not keep their word, and actually detained him there and persuaded him to surrender. But Su Wu didn't stop killing them, but they were locked up in a dungeon, without food or clothing, and they survived. The Huns had no choice, so they sent him farther away to herd sheep. There was no food there, and the Huns didn't give him anything to eat, so he went to dig the rat hole to fill his stomach. In this way, he lived for a long, long time, until the death of Shan Yu of the Xiongnu, and the two countries were reconciled, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had long forgotten about him, and re-sent the envoy to negotiate, and the envoy knew about Su Wu's affairs before bringing him back. Su Wu was only forty years old when he sent an envoy to the Xiongnu, and he stayed there for nineteen years, and when he returned, his hair was gray. When people heard his story, they were very moved, saying that he was a man with integrity. This song is his life. ”

Zhao Ji blinked his eyes and listened very carefully. After listening to the story, he said: "Fortunately, Su Wu is back, otherwise, I wouldn't have heard this story or this song." ”

Fei Wei smiled bitterly, "Isn't it. So, stupid disciple, listen to the teacher - whenever you have something you want to do, someone you want to meet, you have to live, no matter what. ”

"Did Master get caught by the bad guys too?"

Fei Wei said lightly: "How can there be so many bad people, the emperor is the only one who wants to die in a wild land for his teacher." ”

Zhao Ji didn't understand his words, and he didn't have time to understand them.

Because in the next second, he heard a distant shout: "There! Hurry! Don't let him run!"

Feiwei snorted and frowned: "Oh, I didn't expect to invite me over one by one, but now they want to guard against me." ”

He stood up, took a few steps in the direction of the guards, and reached for his weapon. However, he looked back at Zhao Ji, who stared at him nervously, so he let go of his hand.

"Look at it. Fei Wei lowered his voice with a mysterious expression, and said, "Look at how the teacher uses music to deal with people." Don't interrupt me, stupid boy, the music is off, but it's over. ”

Zhao Ji asked, "Okay." Master, when I was blowing leaves, did my father scold me like that?"

The flying ray cleared his throat. "You're so stupid, how can you be? ”