Tao Ran, Wang Ziyi, and Li Hanshu kept smiling bitterly and shook their heads, and Zhao Ping saw that they also knew that it was Wang Zihe's voice. Zhao Ping guessed that Wang Zihe was also feasting his classmates and friends to congratulate him on his promotion from the Dijia class to the Tianjia class.

The four of them came and walked out of the private room to the aisle, only to see a blind man and a little lady being driven out of the private room next door.

The man, who was about thirty years old, with some rickets on his back and many patches in his shirt, staggered out of the aisle, constantly touching the ground in one hand for crutches, and holding a musical instrument in the other; And that little lady is about the same age as Cuizhu, holding a flute in her hand, in Zhao Ping's previous life, when she was still coquettish in the arms of her parents, she was forced to come out to sing, and now her face is full of frightened looks Looking at the man in the aisle, crying and struggling to his side, she kept shouting: "Daddy, daddy." ”

She wanted to help the man in the aisle, but she was afraid that the instrument in her hand would be damaged.

Seeing this, Zhao Ping quickly helped the man up, and at the same time gave him the crutches, and said comfortingly: "They don't like to listen to what their own people like to hear, come and sing to me." ”

The father and daughter were sincerely afraid to come to Zhao Ping's private room.

There happened to be an empty stool, and the father and daughter sat on it and began to play and sing, and the content of the song was Zhao Ping's "Wanghai Tide. Changyuan", because Zhao Ping vividly expressed the cultural beauty of Changyuan, now the people of Changyuan County especially like this song in praise of their hometown, which has been popular in the streets and alleys of Changyuan County, and even some people in Changzhou have sung it.

After all, Changyuan County is also the territory of Changzhou, and Changzhou people also love their beautiful hometown.

Zhao Ping didn't understand classical music, so he couldn't help but look at the three of them, and the three of them shook their heads with a wry smile, it seems that the father and daughter really haven't arrived home yet.

The little lady saw the looks of the four people, and also knew that her father and daughter's kung fu had not yet reached the point of being rewarded, so she made a thousand blessings to the four of them with a sad face and said: "The slave family's singing skills are really not good, and I ask the four petty officials to understand, but the slave father and daughter have not eaten for a day, and they only drank a small amount of porridge the day before yesterday, so they really don't have the strength to play and sing, please take pity on the three Xiaolangjun and pity the slave father and daughter." ”

After speaking, the little lady fell softly on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the flute in her hand also fell on the floor.

When the man heard the voice, he hurriedly arched his hands in the direction of the four people, and said in a weak and hoarse voice: "Human life is at stake, please ask the little official to save the little girl." ”

Zhao Ping hurriedly helped the man up, and at the same time helped him put Xun on the table and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll save her now." ”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly called Xiao Er, after Xiao Er came, Zhao Ping wanted to bring up the delicious meal immediately, Xiao Er looked at the father and daughter, and then hurriedly went down to prepare the meal.

Zhao Ping hurriedly poured water for the two of them with a kettle, and the blind man thanked him after taking the bowl.

With the help of the other three, Zhao Ping fed the little lady water again, and the little lady woke up about a few minutes later.

Xiao Er brought the food and put it on the table, the father and daughter stared at the food, but did not move, the man thanked him with both hands and said: "Thank you for your great kindness, but how can a despicable person sit with a petty official!" ”

Zhao Ping had no choice but to tell Xiao Er to find a small table and let the father and daughter eat.

Although the father and daughter had rumbling stomachs, the two did not make a move, and it was not until Zhao Ping's meal came that the two saluted and ate.

Zhao Ping and the four of them nodded, and their good feelings for these two people immediately rose, and they talked while waiting for the food to be served.

The origins of the two are not simple.

He is the great-grandson of Jiang Kui, a famous poet, musician and calligrapher of the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Ping knew that the father and daughter had a harmonious and warm family.

The man's surname is Jiang Mingjie, and his father was originally a musician, but the man was blind since he was a child, and his lack of talent naturally played the music poorly, and he once had a wife, but he died of illness due to lack of money for treatment a few years ago.

His daughter has a lot of talent.

It's a pity that I didn't find a suitable teacher!

Zhao Ping felt that Jiang Jie's encounter was a bit similar to Ah Bing, and Erquan Yingyue was very Jiang Jie used Xun to play.

However, Erquan Yingyue is suitable for guzheng and erhu performances, and I don't understand these two, not to mention that I only understand staves, and don't understand the ancient five tones of Gong, Shang, Jiao (jué), 徵 (zhǐ), and Yu.

Seeing the little lady hanging the flute on her waist, Zhao Ping's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to salute Jiang Jie and asked, "Uncle Jiang, take the liberty of asking, can you borrow the tune of the little lady?" I want to play a song. I'm a layman to Xun. ”

Jiang Xiaoniang's face flushed, if it weren't for Zhao Ping who was only ten years old, she would have thought that she had met Dengzi, the closest thing to her daughter's family, how could she let a strange man approach, so she looked at the blind man Jiang Jie.

Jiang Jie hesitated for a moment and said, "Listening to the little officials play, that's your blessing." Daughter, give it to the little official. ”

Little Lady Jiang blushed and took off the flute to Zhao Ping.

In the stunned and ill-intentioned smiles of the other four Tao Ran, Zhao Ping awkwardly took the flute, then carefully cleaned it with clean water, and after adjusting it with his mouth a few times, he played "A Laugh in the Sea".

Since Zhao Ping is now cultivating both inside and outside, the Zhongqi obtained from the internal and external exercises is enough to support the performance.

The room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Zhao Ping with all their attention!

This music is different from the shallow chanting and low singing of this era, it is full of Qingyue, heroism and passion at the same time in elegance.

While enjoying Zhao Ping's performance, Tao Ran and the three of them couldn't help but tap their fingers on the table, and suddenly felt that they had forgotten all their troubles, and they couldn't wait to get drunk with each other, and then come to a peach orchard to settle the knot.

Jiang Jie was even more excited, his blind eyes actually shed tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "The music of the little official is clear and heroic, and the villain has never heard it, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy song." It's a pity that this one is only suitable for villains to play. ”

Zhao Ping thought about it, and after a pause, he played "Liang Zhu".

Tao Ran and the three of them banged on the table as they listened, forgetting that the food they ordered had been served.

Until Zhao Ping finished playing, Tao Ran couldn't help but slap the table and sigh: "Good fun makes people forget to eat, and the ancients don't deceive me." ”

And Li Hanshu, who was about the same age as him, also nodded, and also hit the table and said: "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times do you have to hear it in the world?" Even if you go around the beam for three days, it's not enough. ”

Wang Ziyi's eyes were even more twinkling, first at Tao Ran and Li Hanshu, and then at the blind father and daughter, and then said: "Brother Xian, why don't you accept the five of your own family members as your disciples." ”

After speaking, he scratched his head, smiled bitterly and said: "My own family was originally a senior brother, it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate." Zhao Ping looked at the five people, pointed to the food on the table and said: "Everyone is hungry, if you don't eat the food, it will be cold. ”

Everyone ate together, but Zhao Ping felt that these so-called famous dishes of the Song Dynasty were also far away from the home-cooked dishes of his time, especially the sea bass was similar to the sashimi of Little Japan, which did not quite match his taste.

After eating, Jiang Jie knelt down with his daughter and said to Zhao Ping: "The villain's father and daughter are cornered, and they still hope that the little officials will be tolerated, and they are willing to be cattle and horses." ”

Zhao Ping looked at the destitute father and daughter, hurriedly helped them up, and said, "These two songs were originally for you, not to mention that you are the descendants of the White Stone Daoist?" ”

With this father and daughter, it is obvious that the uncle can't live there, and he has to find a way to rent or buy a house.

Thinking of this, he took out two taels of silver and said to the blind father and daughter: "You live in Jingyuan Restaurant first, and I will rent a house for you after I find the tooth man." ”

Tao Ran suddenly slapped his palms, looked at the blind boudoir Jiang Jie, father and daughter, and said: "Why should the virtuous brother be willing to seek the near and far, the foolish brother has a small courtyard near the east gate, and he wants to rent it out." In this way, Brother Fool will not charge you rent, but Brother Fool has an equivalent requirement, you must also teach those two fairy songs to Brother Fool. ”

Zhao Ping hurriedly shook his hand and said: "There is no problem with the teaching of songs, but how can the rental cost of the house make Brother Ren break the bank?" If you don't charge for it, I'll think of another way. ”

After Tao Ran looked at Jiang Jie's father and daughter, he said to Zhao Ping unhappily: "Since the virtuous brother knows to take in the descendants of the Baishi Daoist, how can the foolish brother be left behind. ”

Li Hanshu looked at Zhao Ping and Tao Ran, then looked at Jiang Jie and said, "In this way, the two of you will each give way, the house will be rented at half price, and Brother Tao will also give an explanation to the family." ”

Tao Ran thought about it, nodded, and then said to Zhao Ping: "In this way, let the virtuous brother break the bank." Today I have people pack up, and tomorrow we can live in. ”

Zhao Ping was overjoyed in his heart, and said to Li Hanshu and Wang Ziyi at the same time: "The two brothers are willing to practice this song, and they can come to play together after the class tomorrow, but please prepare the instrument yourself." ”

Wang Ziyi, Li Hanshu, and Tao Ran looked happy, the two thought it was just a joke, but they didn't expect Zhao Ping to take it seriously, and together they saluted Zhao with a half-master gift, and then said in unison: "Thank you so much, brother Xian." ”

Where did Zhao Ping dare to accept the gift of the three people, and hurriedly turned sideways.

"Xiao Langjun, Xiao Langjun, it's not good. Something happened to the rice shop. ”

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old man named Zhou Xiaolang ran up to the private room out of breath and said to Zhao Ping out of breath.

Zhao Ping turned his head and saw Zhou Xiaolang's nose and face swollen, the corners of his mouth bleeding, and sweat on his forehead. What happened?

Zhao Ping hurriedly poured a bowl of water, Zhou Xiaolang thanked him and drank it in one gulp, and then explained the reason.

It turned out that a group of people suddenly came today, saying that the rice sold by Zhao's rice shop was mixed with gravel river sand, which had broken their teeth, and asked them to compensate for the loss and close the flame rice shop.

Naturally, they were not convinced, saying that Zhao's rice shop had always sold high-quality rice and had never adulterated it, so they quarreled with the gang.

In the midst of the dispute, the gang not only beat up their Zhao workshop mates, but instead bit them and beat them first, and blocked the shop to prevent them from selling rice.