How did Bu An know that Hu Siniang's psychological activities were so complicated, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He shook his head and smiled: "The old monk said that there are only two boats on the river, one for fame and the other for profit!"

At this moment, there were diners who looked like down-and-out scribes, and they exclaimed: "Wonderful, wonderful! Isn't my generation's cultivation also for fame and fortune!"

At this moment, Bu'an's eyes widened angrily, and he asked sharply: "But can you ask for it?!"

This sound was like thunder, and it shook the Ya Que in Wangjiang Tower.

Not only was Hu Siniang surprised, but upstairs and downstairs, all the diners were stunned.

After a while, he said: "Buye, young hero, brothers respect you as a man! But today's banquet, if it is just to make fun of me, but forgive my brother for not accompanying me!"

"Wait!" Bu An said loudly: "Today's banquet is for the flower Taoist, he cultivates to the point of concentration, and waits for a hundred and ten people, and he has long been out of sight." But who of you knows, just the day before yesterday, several officials came to seal my seventh division, and he didn't even dare to move!"

Few people have seen this with their own eyes, but they have heard a lot. In fact, if you are a person in this building, you will probably not be able to do anything in the same situation.

And when Bu An said this, his brain was spinning fast, and he had vaguely guessed what he meant.

Sure enough, Bu An snorted coldly and said, "Look, the one who makes fun of you is clearly the way of this world!"

Hu Siniang was shocked, and said in her heart that this little scholar finally showed his tail, he just wanted to rebel!

Although everyone here didn't think it was so deep, they also knew that Bu Ye was right, in this world, ordinary cultivators, in the eyes of the imperial court, what is the difference between ordinary people, and how to pinch it, just pinch it.

The officials eat meat, and these people themselves are just picking up the meat scraps that fall from the corners of their mouths, and the word fame and fortune is really where to start.

Someone sighed: "The way of the world has always been like this. ”

Someone said contemptuously: "Does Master Bu want us all to go to Tianmu Mountain to learn Confucianism?"

Some people teased: "At our age, I'm afraid it's too late to take the fame test, right?"

Hu Siniang's heart became more and more nervous: This scholar is about to say what he is going to say, and if he continues to make such noise today, I, Wangjianglou, am afraid that I will bear the brunt of it, and I will be exterminated by the imperial court from time to time.

Just thinking like this, he saw Bu An take out something from his arms, slowly unfold it, and said slowly: "Why do you need to take it from the book, but seek fame right away...... This edict in my hand has already sealed me to the post of deputy envoy of the regiment, and I can recruit soldiers to defend the land and the people. ”

He said that Mu Ling was ambiguous, but how did the people in the rivers and lakes know the difference between the imperial edict and ordinary documents, and they would not pay attention to which department and which government he was the deputy envoy of the regimental training.

Seeing him say this, you probably understood what he meant.

Everyone was teased by him today, and at this time, some people inevitably thought about it and felt that this was a way to fame and fortune.

Why do you need to take it from the book, but seek fame right away, it seems to make sense!

And at this moment, the most wonderful expression is the proprietress of Wangjiang Tower.

Hu Siniang stroked her chest and said in her heart: Alas, you are deliberately tossing the slave family, you have official documents, and you want to recruit people, just say it. Why are there so many articles, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't get away just now, the slave family would have gone to report to the official in order to protect themselves.

"Heroes!" Bu An didn't notice the changes in Hu Siniang behind him, and said loudly with his fists: "Today, I recruit warriors from the seven divisions, fame and fortune are here, and those who have a will take it!"

A few words were loud, and everyone in the audience couldn't hide their excitement, and many people were eager to try.

However, it is not enough, and another handful of firewood is needed.

This is also expected by Bu'an.

If he can take over all these people in the rivers and lakes with some encouragement, it will be too easy mode, and it does not conform to the plot that he has been routined by God since he crossed over.

Therefore, he had already made arrangements.

I saw Bu An smile full of confidence, and then said: "In order to show my sincerity, I will first give you a meeting gift." Then he turned around, stretched out his hand towards Harumayama, and made a gesture of please.

Seeing this, Qingshan picked up the guqin that was placed aside, slowly walked to his side, nodded at him with a smile, and then sat down cross-legged and placed the guqin horizontally in front of him.

Qingshan is very famous in Yuezhou, and he used to go to Linglongfang to play the qin, but he never came to Wangjiang Tower.

Everyone has admired her for a long time, but few have actually heard her play the piano.

But even so, we all know that when a new song comes out in Qingshan, it can gather aura, which is very beneficial to practice.

They are all from the rivers and lakes, and there are no rules of humility, upstairs and downstairs, all gathered in this direction.

At this moment, the sound of the piano was already playing.

It is completely different from the music of the time, poignant and sad, and in the midst of sadness, with an indomitable determination that is not hindered by any force.

The moment this song sounded, two feet around the clear mountain, there was a cold breath through, as if from the twilight of the sunset to the darkest moment before dawn.

The darkness contains an indescribable summoning power, not so much to summon the living, but to summon the dead spirits.

This sudden vision frightened everyone and did not dare to move forward, but because of the name of Qingshan, they were reluctant to retreat.

The sound of the piano slowly changed from dark to sonorous, and for a while it was like a golden ge, and the strings of the guqin seemed to break at any time due to the extraordinary way of playing, making people sweat for them.

But this tension was soon replaced by the agitation created by the melody of a thousand troops.

Suddenly, the entire Wangjiang Tower was shrouded in black mist, and it seemed that darkness could not wait to descend here. However, this black mist was none other than a wandering spirit summoned by the sound of the song.

At this moment, on the surface of the wide Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, there was an exclamation, and I don't know how many boatmen stood on the bow of the boat, watching this thrilling scene, until they felt that there was a flowing mist around them, passing through the river, through the hull, like a ribbon through the fingers, and swept towards the dark building.

This was followed by screams, the fear it had infected, and the subsequent shouts of paddling to try to get as far away as possible from the black mist.

However, there were no other visions other than the fog converging in the same direction, and the river was as calm as ever, even the smallest fishing boat was unharmed.

Only in the Wangjiang Tower, hundreds of people listened to this strange music and felt that they were in a magical situation with a strong aura and as if solidified.

Among them, only one person has no sense of aura, and only meditates in his heart because he is bored:

"Night, pervading the blood-colored fields. The dim moonlight, the light that does not shine, the death that does not go away. Forgetting, being forgotten, what's left in the heart...... The sky, the light is bright, awakened, by the tomb, the city wall of the death knell ......"

What Haruyama is playing at the moment is an adaptation of a piece of heavy metal music called "Dawn", and its other name is "Overture to the Dead".

And this song that Bu'an hummed repeatedly emphasized the artistic conception, and then the music revised and expanded by the genius musician Qingshan caused the reaction in this world, just as Bu'an expected.

After all...... Music knows no borders.

At this point, Bu An also completely figured out that those wandering spirits who rely on vague residual thoughts and almost act like biological instincts do not have complex connotations similar to "limitations of the times" and "national self-esteem".