Chen Qiuniang secretly thought about this situation, she sang slowly, and tossed and turned twice. Zhang Ci took out the bamboo flute on his waist to harmonize with the song, and when the sound of the bamboo flute stopped for a while, the fifth lady of the Zhang family in the carriage used the guzheng to harmonize.

And so she sang it again. Finally, the song ends with her ethereal finale. The tail note has been in the empty mountain for a long time, and at first glance, it sounds like it is sung by the fairy woman in the mountain.

At the end of the song, Lu Chen involuntarily applauded and praised with a sigh of praise. The woman in the carriage also lifted the curtain and said crisply: "Second brother, where did this little sister come from, but this singing voice really doesn't seem to exist in the world." ”

"She's a close disciple of the Floating Light Prince." Lu Chen replied.

Chen Qiuniang turned around and looked, the woman in the carriage, with a melon seed face, big eyes and bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, hugged a clean white cat, wore a red coat, and was looking at her curiously.

"She is in this world, and the fifth sister is becoming more and more unable to speak." Zhang Ci suddenly became angry, and his tone was not very good.

The fifth lady of the Zhang family was stunned, probably didn't know what she had done wrong, she was stunned, and her big eyes were full of tears. Lu Chen hurriedly said: "Fanghua, you can rest and rest, don't open the curtain, it's windy here." ”

The fifth lady flattened her mouth and lowered the curtain hatefully.

"Fanghua is praising Su girl, why should you." Lu Chen whispered.

Chen Qiuniang looked at Lu Chen, and then at Zhang Ci. At this moment, Zhang Ci looked straight ahead, his brows were tightly locked, and his face was stern. Of course, Chen Qiuniang knew that he was not very happy at this moment. The fifth lady just praised Chen Qiuniang's good singing, but because she said that she was not from this world, Zhang Ci was very unhappy. After all, now they are afraid of losing each other, so they have become quite taboo, and even the slightest verbal excesses are not allowed.

"Second son, can you listen to a narrative poem from my hometown?" She saw that he frowned for a long time, and his expression was very strict, so she said in a low voice.

When he heard this, he suddenly turned to look at her, frowned slightly, his eyes were full of inquiry, and then asked in a low voice, "Is it feasible?" ”

"It's possible." She smiled.

Zhang Ci nodded, his expression was very strict. Chen Qiuniang couldn't help but smile and said, "Childe is so strict." Su Ying just wanted to tell her son some stories about her hometown. ”

"Well, you say I'll listen." He said this a little uncomfortably.

Chen Qiuniang covered her mouth and smiled, in fact, she said it casually, and she really couldn't remember what poems to recite or what songs to sing. She always felt that the straightforward charm of her love songs in that time and space was too little, without a little subtle and graceful beauty, and the ancient style was too sad, too much melancholy, and it was not suitable for singing to Zhang Ci in this situation.

Thinking about it, what came to her mind was a divine comedy. Well, the so-called Divine Comedy is the kind of slang that weddings and funerals are played, and men, women and children are singing in the streets and alleys, and you want to scold your mother when you hear it, but you can't help but hum it when you look back.

In fact, although Chen Qiuniang has been abroad for nearly ten years and has traveled to many places, in addition to studying recipes and reading books every day, she spends most of her time in domestic forums and online games with Chinese style, and she is also familiar with domestic Divine Comedy.

Oh, at this moment, the lyrics of this divine comedy look pretty good, and it's perfect for setting the mood. It's just that with this opening, he will run wildly on the road of teasing and never return.

To sing or not to sing? Chen Qiuniang was entangled for a moment.

Zhang Ci saw that she was silent, so he asked, "What's wrong?" Isn't it embarrassing? ”

She raised her eyes to see the sorrow between his eyebrows, that is, she felt that she was funny, and if she could see him smile, it didn't matter if she was entertained by colorful clothes. So, as soon as her heart was crossed, she said: "No, I'm just thinking that the songs in my hometown are all countrymen's sayings, and I'm afraid that my son won't like it." ”

"Nonsense." Zhang Ci glanced at her.

Chen Qiuniang smiled and said, "Then I'll be ugly." ”

"Hurry up, I've been preparing for a long time, but you haven't sung yet." Lu Chen pulled Males closer and urged.

Chen Qiuniang glanced at him and said, "I'll sing a song, and the son will sing a song too." It can't always be me singing. ”

Lu Chen touched his head, smiled, and said, "You sing a song, and I will make an exception to sing it to you." ”

"A gentleman's word." Chen Qiuniang said loudly.

"A promise of a thousand daughters." Lu Chen's head was not in the horse's mouth.

Chen Qiuniang didn't care whether he was right or not, she only brewed in her heart, forcibly suppressed the feelings that she might laugh, took a deep breath, sank her dantian, and repeatedly warned herself: This is to make Zhang Ci not so strict and not so worried, so even if they laugh, they can't laugh.

So, she cleared her throat, stopped and said, "Wait for me for a moment." ”

As she spoke, she turned over and dismounted, and said to one of the guards next to her, "Your Excellency's horse chopping knife is sharp enough, can you help me cut this bamboo?" ”

The guard didn't say a word, he carried the saber, and then threw it, and a bamboo about a year old fell to the ground, and then the man asked, "Girl, do you want to sing a song?" ”

"Exactly." Chen Qiuniang nodded to the man. In fact, she used it to play the beat board, and the rap part in it could be beaten with traditional Chinese rat treasures.

The man stopped talking, put away the horse chopping knife, took out the ring head knife and crackled for a while, then removed the branches of the bamboo, and then broke the bamboo, and said to Chen Qiuniang: "Girl, do you want to choose?" ”

Chen Qiuniang stepped forward, knocked on the bamboo, pointed to two sections, and said, "This is here." ”

The guard expertly lowered the knife and did not destroy the bamboo at all. Then, he put away the ring knife, took out the dagger from the calf, and beat the bamboo piece very smooth.

"Thank you, big brother." Chen Qiuniang took a few pieces of bamboo, took out her dagger, cut the bamboo pieces to a length suitable for hitting the joints, turned the dagger upside down and punched holes, and then took out silk threads from the pocket on her waist to string the bamboo pieces.

Then, she tried it with the bamboo chip, hit a crunchy beat, and jumped on the horse.

"Singing and singing, this is the bones of the ancient style." Zhang Ci said.

"This is what Childe thinks well. Singing is just a lack of musical instruments to memorize rhythms. Chen Qiuniang said as she turned the bamboo piece upside down, making a neat beat.

"But at that time, the folk customs were simple, and the songs represented the ancient meaning of the ancestors at that time." Zhang Ci explained.

"Su Ying has been taught." Chen Qiuniang patted the horse lightly, and then bowed slightly to Zhang Ci to express her gratitude.

"Or you know." He chuckled and said to himself.

Chen Qiuniang pretended not to hear and adjusted the beat on horseback. Then he praised: "These horses are really well-trained, and they are not surprised at every turn." ”

Lu Chen smiled and said, "The Zhang family is a family of military generals, and if the Zhang family's horse hears a bamboo tap, it will be shocked, it is really a big joke." ”

"Su Ying is lonely and unheard." Chen Qiuniang spoke, dragging a little "ah" ending sound in Shuzhong, which was playful and cute.

"Blow, keep blowing." Lu Chen pouted.

Chen Qiuniang ignored it, and Zhang Ci finally couldn't hold it back, and reminded Chen Qiuniang: "Miss Su, didn't you say that you want to sing a narrative poem to me?" You seem to have been preparing for this for a long time. ”

"Back to the second son, this is ready. What I'm going to sing next is the song of my hometown, which counts as a colloquial saying of the Lower Riba people, and counts as some cheesy realization. I hope that the second son will not laugh. Chen Qiuniang was polite again.

"Sakura-chan, you procrastinate people's appetites, tsk, I'm going to bow down. Can you hurry? My ears are pricked up. Lu Chen urged on the side.

"Master Lu, that's good." Chen Qiuniang picked up the bamboo board and answered Lu Chen crisply. Then she cleared her throat and began to sing. Her voice was already crisp and clean, with a little bit of a girl's voice. But with such a beautiful voice, as soon as he opened his mouth, he sang "I am holding a meteor meniscus knife in my hand, shouting a loud slogan, whoever is in front of me is named, if you have the ability, don't run".

As soon as her sentence came out, everyone who was used to hearing the ancient style and music tactfully shook their bodies.

At the moment when the song came out, Chen Qiuniang obviously felt that everyone was like being shocked, and suddenly fell silent. And she clearly knew that this silence was different from the silence of singing "Spring Banquet" before.

It's a great effect. While singing, she looked at Zhang Ci, but he was very calm, as if he was not shocked.

Chen Qiuniang continued to sing, "I floated up with a saber, and I have seen a hero bend down his waist", Zhang Ci heard this sentence, and his face stiffened. Lu Chen laughed out loud and asked, "Sakura, do you know what a hero's little waist is?" Do you dare to sing too? ”

Chen Qiuniang glanced at him and thought: Even if I am not a rotten girl, I know the meaning of this sentence. But she just looked at Lu Chen with an innocent face at the moment.

"You listen to you, don't interrupt." Zhang Ci said unhappily and glared at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen immediately covered his mouth. Chen Qiuniang herself actually thinks this song is quite funny, but in order to make Zhang Ci not so strict, even if it is a few minutes, she can show her image to tease him and make him relaxed.

However, Lu Chen smiled, but he still kept a straight face.

It seems that he has not yet appreciated the power of this divine comedy. Chen Qiuniang paused, and started singing again, when she sang "How high can I fly on the wall, I take a boat to practice floating on the water". At this moment, Lu Chen couldn't help himself, and he didn't care about the image of his noble son, and laughed so much that he fell on the back of the horse. The accompanying guards, coachmen, etc. all held back their laughter, and they were almost holding back their internal injuries. But Zhang Ci's brows were tightened more and more, and even his lips were tightly pursed. R1152