Chapter 30: You Don't Have a Beard

In the most elegant private room on the third floor, at this time a wonderful shadow was sitting in front of the bronze mirror to make up, hearing the sound of the explosive suona, she was slightly stunned, at this time the little maid ran in from the outside, and said: "Miss, there are people outside who are trying the rhythm, there is a strange person who is so good, the instrument used is actually the suona, this suona is not only played when people die......

When the girl heard this, she was also interested, and couldn't help but come to the window, opened a crack, and looked down, and saw a scholar in green clothes blowing suona hard.

"You, you don't understand anything, this voice is so cheerful, how can it be blown when a person dies." Li Shishi said to her maid.

Chun'er doesn't understand the rhythm, but she can hear the atmosphere of this tune, when the dead people are playing, the suona is low and long, but now this person is blowing, but it is so cheerful and joyful, people are in a happy mood when they listen to it, I think it must not be blown when the dead are blowing.

"I didn't expect this person to be able to play such a cheerful tune with suona, which is unprecedented." Li Shishi praised.

When Chun'er heard what Li Shishi said, she was a little surprised and said, "Could it be that this person's suona is much better than Master Liu's?" ”

Li Shishi nodded and said, "On the other hand, the willow cloth, affected by the sound of this suona, is a little chaotic. ”

The little girl looked at Sun Anbei who was excitedly playing suona below with a surprised face, and was able to get such an evaluation from Li Shishi, this person can also be regarded as a music and rhythm master.

Ancient famous prostitutes are not as easy to do as modern health care girls, just like Li Shishi, the first prostitute in Beijing, like this kind of woman, she is generally trained by the old bustard since childhood, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, that is proficient in everything, no wonder Chun'er heard Li Shishi's evaluation, she would be so surprised by Sun Anbei.

"What a wonderful person, he can actually play such a tune with suona." Li Shishi stared at Sun Anbei and said: "The melody is warm and cheerful, it seems that there are hundreds of birds and chirping in the big forest, and it smells like being in the thriving nature. ”

"What's so difficult about this, if Miss likes it, Chun'er will go to find him, and he will definitely tell Miss if he thinks about it." Chun'er said a little arrogantly, none of those men were not eager to see Li Shishi, just a tune, if they knew that Li Shishi wanted it, they would definitely take the initiative to offer it.

"You, you, if you are a master of sound and rhythm, Shishi should take the initiative to come forward and ask for advice, how can you ask someone to find it, it is really not respectful." Li Shishi nodded Chun'er's forehead and said.

Chun'er has followed Li Shishi since she was a child, and it was the first time she heard her praise like this, not only was she a little surprised, but said, "This person is really so powerful?" ”

Li Shishi didn't speak again, but quietly listened to the melodious suona sound played by Sun Anbei, as if she was intoxicated by this high melody.

Sun Anbei didn't know what Li Shishi upstairs said about herself, after a song of a hundred birds blowing towards the phoenix, the audience was silent, and even the singing and dancing downstairs had stopped at this time, and he watched the competition between the two blankly.

Liu Bu's face was ugly, in the end, his piano sound was messed up, the piano sound was far away, how could he be the opponent of suona, so he suffered a little in this competition, "You ......" Liu Bu pointed at Sun Anbei, and said angrily: "You actually use suona to compete with a certain one, this is all blown when a dead person is blowing, it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance!" ”

Sun Anbei heard what Liu Bu said, shrugged his shoulders, and said: "If you lose, you lose, and it's useless to use strong words, there has never been any law that stipulates that you must play suona if you lose it, and this song you played just now, if you blow it at someone else's funeral, it is estimated that the next day will become your funeral." ”

Just kidding, when a dead person blows the festive tune of a hundred birds and a phoenix, he will definitely be killed by the family of the deceased.

Liu Bu's face was pale, and he said: "Hmph, you are just opportunistic, how can the sound of suona be compared with the sound of the guqin." ”

"That is, in a certain opinion, Brother Liu's guqin music is more beautiful." Murong Kang stood up and supported his good friend and said.

Sun Anbei stared at Murong Kang intently.

Murong saw that he was stared at by Sun Anbei's straight eyes, and there was actually some hair in his heart, he subconsciously took a step back and said, "What? If you want to do it if you lose, you can't do it? ”

"Do you know why you don't grow a beard?" Sun Anbei asked suddenly.

This sentence asked Murong Kang, a weak scholar, this word comes from the Song Dynasty, the previous scholars of the Song Dynasty were actually not weak at all, just like the great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, that is, a famous swordsman, the distinction between civil and military, also became clear in the Song Dynasty, and weak is not a derogatory term for readers, on the contrary, such as the state of being powerless and sick, is the most popular state among readers, and the face is white and clean, without a beard, that is the most basic.

"You don't grow a beard by nature." Murong Kang said casually, so that he would be in line with his identity as a scholar.

Sun Anbei nodded and said, "It turns out that your skin is too thick, and your beard can't drill through!" ”

"Hahaha......" Hearing Sun Anbei's serious answer, everyone couldn't help laughing, Sun Anbei's words were really hurtful.

Murong Kang's face trembled, how could he be Sun Anbei's opponent with this little Taoism, he couldn't find the words to refute it for a while, so he could only say excitedly: "So-and-so...... He had a long beard, but he shaved it off in the morning......"

But at this time, his explanation seemed a little weak.

"Don't you want to change the topic, you were almost fooled by this kid of you, and now you are obviously talking about the competition between you and Brother Liu, and the loser will get out of Mochizuki Pavilion!" Murong Kang said to Sun Anbei with a fierce face.

"Then you don't want to get out of here?" Sun Anbei said as a matter of course.

"It's you who should get out!" Murong Kang yelled, and only then did he realize that they hadn't chosen a referee, so how could they determine who won and who lost?

"Miss Shishi is upstairs, she's a master of music, let her judge which of the two sides is good and which is bad, okay?" Someone in the crowd chimed in.

It seemed that he heard what this person said, and at this time a little girl came down from upstairs, and someone recognized this little girl and said, "Isn't that the little maid next to Miss Shishi?" ”

Chun'er walked in front of everyone and said to Sun Anbei: "This Lang Jun, my young lady thinks that the suona sound played by Lang Jun just now is very beautiful, and I want to ask Lang Jun to move." ”