Wen Sheng followed Bian Qingchuan into the Lejun Hall.

The main house is where various drums, racks, and drumsticks are placed, and Bian Qingchuan lives in the first room on the left side of the door.

The room was not big, it felt a little cold, the furnishings in the room were very simple and messy, the bedding on the bed was crumpled together, a few clothes were thrown around the corner of the bed, and there was also a table and a chair, on which there were several empty wine jars, which were crooked aside.

As soon as he came in from outside, Wen Sheng was almost smoked by the smell of alcohol in the room.

She placed the jar on the table and stood respectfully with her hands down.

Bian Qingchuan sat on the edge of the bed, looked Wen Sheng up and down, and said, "You little girl, don't stay in the girls' school, what are you doing here with me?" ”

Dare to love this person who doesn't listen to things outside the window, and he hasn't recognized Wen Sheng yet.

Wen Sheng hurriedly explained her situation to him, she was an apprentice who was admitted a year ago, and she needed to worship a teacher in the academy, and asked Mr. Bian to accept her as a student.

"Today's saints are already so enlightened, can even women participate in this kind of selection and enter the Xuanyin Pavilion?" Bian Qingchuan smiled strangely after hearing this, and then said, "Little girl, I don't need you to fight the grievances, but you went to the wrong door to apprentice." Don't look down on me and look down on the master and apprentice of Shicai, in fact, I just talk casually, in terms of real skills, I am not as good as them. ”

"I heard that my husband didn't learn the Eight Methods of Miaoyin." Wen Sheng said first, saying that he didn't know anything about the other party before he came.

"Sir, would you like to see the wine I brought first?"

Bian Qingchuan reacted at this time, this little girl was indeed prepared.

Haha, it's weird, what did she like about herself?

He happily took the jar and shook it in his hand. After listening to the sound of the wine hanging on the inner wall of the jar, he did not rush to open the mud seal, but first instructed Wen Sheng to open the window.

"The air in this room is so turbid that if it is really good wine, it will hide the aroma of the wine, but it is not beautiful. Disperse first. ”

It turned out that he also knew that the smell in the house was not good.

Wen Sheng said with a smile: "The wine should not be bad, and the winemaker has a good reputation in this way." He heard that I had brought wine and was coming to see my husband. I also specially told that if the apprenticeship is completed, I must find an opportunity to introduce him to you. ”

Bian Qingchuan was stunned. When he arrived, he felt that the unopened wine in this jar had sunk a lot in his hand.

He didn't ask any questions, and when the smell of alcohol in the room had almost dissipated, he slapped open the mud seal and let out a "wow" sound. He stood up with the jar in his hand and took a deep breath. He said, "Quick, bring a bowl and pour out some to taste." ”

Wen Sheng doesn't know how to drink, except for the spicy smell of wine. I didn't smell anything else, and I didn't understand why Bian Qingchuan was so excited.

There is no need to wait for noon to eat, the wine bowls are ready on the table. Bian Qingchuan carefully crooked the jar and poured out half a bowl of wine, and took a sip of it first. I smacked it in my mouth, and the aftertaste was very intoxicating, followed by another big mouthful.

Seeing Bian Qingchuan's face glowing red, he shouted: "Happy!" Then he poured the bowl down his throat.

"Good wine! This wine is like a flame piercing the intestines, you must drink it like this, between heaven and earth, it belongs to me the biggest, and I am the enemy, and I will never die. If this wine is ...... in the army" Bian Qingchuan suddenly woke up, and his face showed a sad look.

Wen Sheng praised: "Sir, can you drink this?" The person who made this wine was a general under General Ji Nantang. ”

"Huh." Bian Qingchuan smiled and raised his hand to fill himself with another bowl.

Wen Sheng felt that it was time for him to talk about business, and while he was aroused by the wine, Wen Sheng told the whole story of offending Feng Songchuan.

Minghe had a grudge for the first time, and he came to Beijing to take the exam, but he repeatedly set up obstacles, and even sent himself to the private residence of the eldest prince, causing her to almost lose her life. All this, and right now, although she was lucky to be named, most of the musicians in the courtyard were unwilling to accept her as an apprentice because of Feng Songchuan's relationship.

Bian Qingchuan listened, didn't say anything else, drank three bowls of spirits in a row, put the bowls on the table, and said, "You come with me!" ”

He stood up and walked out, and after drinking so much wine, his steps were still steady.

Wen Sheng hurriedly followed.

Bian Qingchuan entered the main house of Lejuntang, where there were many high shelves, and all kinds of drums were placed on the shelves like hills. In addition, there are drums on the ground and on the walls. It's rare that there are no duplicate drums in these hundreds of drums.

With so many drums, the room looked quite crowded, and the passage in the middle even had to be turned sideways to pass.

Bian Qingchuan didn't stop, he went straight through the passage, walked to an inconspicuous corner of the innermost part of the room, and lifted the curtain into the inner compartment.

There was nothing in the small cubicle except a large drum and two drumsticks.

Without waiting for Wen Sheng to take a closer look at the black drum, Bian Qingchuan reached out and took the drumstick, and said, "Listen carefully, I will only use this song, if you still want to apprentice after listening to it, I will accept you." ”

After speaking, the mallet fell, and with a "bang", it fell heavily on the drum surface. This time, as the drum surface trembled, the echo was long, Wen Sheng only felt the whole drum, no, the whole room shook with it.

The thrilling drum beat suddenly sounded, and the fighting spirit was full of enthusiasm, making the blood boil. Indomitable and indestructible, the order is given, although he goes to the soup and fire, he will not give up.

is the same drumming, Bian Qingchuan's drum is very different from Gao Qi's drumming.

Gao Qi's drums also sound heroic, but there are diseases and slows, and Zhang Chi has a way, so his nickname is called "Tide Drum", which describes his drum sound as the tide, and there is a hidden killing intent between advance and retreat.

In Bian Qingchuan's drumming, I can't hear any twists and turns, conspiracy and calculation, it opens and closes straight and straight, like a sharp arrow off the string, leaving no half-step retreat, but the listener only feels proud and high-spirited, and there will be no discomfort at all, let alone confusion.

The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken.

Bian Qingchuan's drum is not suitable for the fight between musicians, and only on the battlefield where the two armies are at war can it be used to realize the true value of this song.

Wen Sheng's heart was surging.

Originally, apprenticeship with Bian Qingchuan was just an expedient measure, but now a sense of urgency swelled in her heart.

For example, if the morning dew is fleeting and fleeting, we must cherish every inch of time, smell the rooster dancing in the morning, and learn by candle at dusk.

Wen Sheng herself knew that she would have this kind of thought, which was influenced by the sound of the drums, but she didn't want to resist, she even had the feeling of meeting a soulmate, how similar is this drum sound to the two pieces of "Xi Shengpu"?

She couldn't help but wonder if the reason why Bian Qingchuan didn't learn the eight methods of Miaoyin was the same as herself?

Bian Qingchuan finished beating the drum, and the drumstick fell violently, and finally this one-arm force reached the extreme, and I saw the drum surface sink downward.

Wen Sheng's heart also tightened, this scene looked a little familiar, Gao Qi beat the drum that day, was stimulated by Bu Yun, and the last time he couldn't close the momentum, so it was the same, and he poked a hole in the drum surface.

But to her surprise, the drum in front of Bian Qingchuan actually withstood it, and after the drum surface sank, it suddenly rebounded, "buzzing" and trembling, and the aftermath stopped for a long time.

Bian Qingchuan put down the drumstick, shouted "happy", and laughed with wine.

Wen Sheng waited for him to finish laughing, and then said solemnly: "The master is above, please accept the student's worship." ”

Bian Qingchuan had said before, and he didn't shirk at this time, and when Wen Sheng made a big salute, Fang said: "Get up, it's cold on the ground." ”

Wen Sheng got up, looked at the black drum again, and suddenly his heart moved, and said, "Master, you won't use that snow wolf skin on this drum, right?" ”

Bian Qingchuan looked at the drum, and his face showed a deep sense of nostalgia: "This is the war drum I used in the army back then, which has been idle for more than 20 years, and the day before yesterday I suddenly had a whim to repair it, but I didn't expect to use it today." ”

After finishing speaking, Bian Qingchuan glanced at Wen Sheng, he obviously hadn't entered the role yet, and he still called himself "I" when talking to Wen Sheng: "I will only have this one song, and you are learning the piano, to be honest, I don't know what I can teach you, since you recognize me as a teacher, you have to think more about it yourself in the future." ”

Wen Sheng respectfully responded "yes".

The two of them were talking in the back room, but they didn't know that at this time, there were two people standing under the ginkgo tree outside the gate of Lejun Hall, it was Guo Yuan, who was looking for trouble, and Tan Er, the dean of the Southern Courtyard, Tan Ruide.

Because it was far away, the sound of talking in the inner room could not be heard, but the drum of Shicai resounded for several miles in Fangyuan, and the two of them could hear it clearly.

Tan Ruide stood there quietly, with a complicated expression on his face.

Guo Yuan was a little apprehensive when he saw this, and called softly: "Dean, look at this ......"

Tan Ruide came back to his senses and said, "Now you know, why did the national teacher have to implore the Holy Lord to spare him from death that day, right?" ”

Although he is much more skilled than the ordinary musicians in the cabinet because of his family history, and he holds the important position of the dean of the Southern Academy, he has always been easy-going and tolerant to the musicians, and the musicians of the Southern Academy are not afraid of him while respecting him.

Guo Yuan looked at the big drum at the door of Le Jun Hall that made him lose face, and said, "Even if he has a unique way of drumming, he can't break the rules set by the courtyard." ”

Tan Ruide also glanced at the drum and disagreed: "The same snow wolf skin, I still have one in my hand." Don't make a noise when you turn around, I'll ask someone to replace this drum noodle and send it to you. ”

Guo Yuan tossed until now, it was no longer for a drum skin, and when he heard Tan Ruide deal with it like this, he was inevitably unwilling.

Tan Ruide seemed to see what he was thinking, and said earnestly: "Our skills rely too much on external things such as utensils and techniques, and it is inevitable that we will neglect the cultivation of the heart. But when you reach the height of the national teacher, you will find that there is an insurmountable bottleneck going forward. The drums of the southern courtyard are indeed slightly weaker than the qin flute, and the team battle is indispensable, after you go back, you have to take the students to practice diligently, the spring and autumn exams, the spring exams are not yet a climate, and when the autumn exams, I will call Bian Qingchuan to participate in the apprentices, and you can compare and see when the time comes. (To be continued)

ps: Thank you for your support, the profile has been changed five times, let's do it first, see the effect, and then talk about it.

I'm quite satisfied with this chapter. I hope you enjoy it. R580