Chapter 42: A Word Breaks
After everyone finished the banquet, Le Yun took the initiative to stand up: "You might as well listen to me play a song?"
Ning Chaofeng said in surprise: "Oh my God! Our national teacher is actually going to play! It is rare to see it once in decades! Today is a feast for the ears." ”
Le Yun silently took out a jade flute from her arms and blew it gently, making a pleasant sound. He smiled awkwardly: "I haven't blown it all year round, and the timbre is a little inaccurate, so I'll tune it up." ”
He first adjusted the interface between the mouthpiece headstock and the mouthpiece, and then pulled the mouthpiece outward and raised the pitch. Then adjust the position of the reflector, measure the correct position of the reflector with the naked eye, and control the strength of the blowing under its own ...... After a few minutes of debugging, it was completely standard, and he blew it up.
The style of music is elegant, the fun is tossed and turned, and it is difficult to compare the beauty with poetry in the air. Mo Xu nightingale, around the forest and the soil, a lawsuit against the moonlight, tell the pain of the world's sorrows, and comfort some children who are lost in the night sky. Make people think, trace the past, and when it is hazy, visit the fertile land again, and share the good moon with the people you admire.
Time passed, and everyone was intoxicated by it, and only when the flute stopped did they wake up like a dream. It took a long, long time to get back to its original state.
Hailing said: "I have lived most of my life, and I have heard music and music since I was a child, and I can only listen to it after so many years, and I have no regrets in life, no regrets." ”
Ren Youyi quipped: "It's okay, take your Tongtian Pavilion's ......" Xiao Ling cried and instantly covered his mouth, and whispered: "You Yi, can you act seriously? Then he said loudly: "I'm sorry, You Yi was too excited, and accidentally said the wrong thing, please forgive the two saints." ”
Ye Beiqi said: "I didn't expect that the style of the national teacher today is really the same as the legend! No, it is even more mysterious than the legend!"
Yu Mengxiao finally couldn't help but say: "On weekdays, I always see Li Zhe boasting about the elegance of the national teacher's style, but I didn't expect to see it today beyond my imagination." ”
Le Yun listened to them boast about his style, he was not abnormal on the surface, he still smiled, but he thought about it inside. I obviously played in front of the Pope when he was a child, so why didn't he mention it? He thought to himself.
Then he asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you remember the first time we met?"
Ye Beiqi panicked instantly, he didn't know that there was such a thing! On the surface, he pretended to be calm: "Ahem, it should have been a few years ago." ”
Le Yun continued, "Then do you remember this?" He took out a jade flute from his chest, which was not far from the one just now.
Ye Beiqi gasped, but muttered in his mouth: "What is this! Alas, it has been difficult to pretend these days." ”
He simply said, "I'm sorry, I really don't remember." ”
Le Yun put away the flute, his smile became serious, and his tone became sharp: "Tell me, who are you?" he pointed at the Pope.
Ye Beiqi laughed awkwardly: "I'm the Pope, don't joke about it." ”
Le Yun continued: "Don't admit it? Then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. After speaking, he lifted it with his hand, and an invisible soul flew into Ye Beiqi's heart, directly resisting the shadow side of Ye Beiqi's heart. Ye Beiqi wanted to use the power of the stars to force it out, but in the next second, his prototype was revealed, and the Pope's disguise had turned into fragments and dissipated into the air.