Chapter 13: Simon on Music

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The remnant sun burned half of the sky, and this scenery was spectacular! After Mi Zhen's careful dressing, Ximen Qing appeared at the gate of Yingchuan Taishou Mansion with a full dress and a folding fan, and a group of officials who had already been instructed accompanied by a smile invited Ximen Qing into the inner courtyard. Before entering the door, he heard a slick and smiling and flattering words, Ximenqing secretly shook his head and laughed and entered the door.

"On the orders of Jiang Envoy Junjun, the student Ximen Qing came to the banquet!" Ximenqing bowed to the chief old man with white hair. "Hahahaha! The old man can't be a big gift from the son of Simon! The hearty voice was as gentle as a breeze blowing catkins. The resolute middle-aged man on the first seat on the right smiled and said, "Where, where!" Ximen Qing, a junior boy, can have the honor to visit Qiao Gong, this is his great creation! ”

Turning his face to Ximen Qing, he said, "Ximen boy! Hurry up and congratulate the former captain Qiao Gong on his birthday! Ximen Qing gave Yingchuan Taishou 50 intimacy in his heart, and at the same time took the wine jug given by the maid and poured wine for Qiao Xuan: "It is really a blessing for students to be able to see Qiao Gong's true face!" Dare to invite Qiao Gong to drink this first cup, and wish Qiao Gong happiness such as the East China Sea and Shoubi Nanshan! This scene really surprised everyone, this Ximenqing wouldn't be a master of smuggling horses, right?

Ximen Qing respectfully poured the second bottle of wine for Qiao Xuan and said: "Dare to invite Qiao Gong to drink this second cup, I wish the Qiao family a virtuous and prosperous future!" "Good!" The people should be in peace. Ximen Qing respectfully poured the second and third bottles of wine for Qiao Xuan and said: "Dare to invite Qiao Gong to drink this third cup, I wish the Qiao family six animals prosperity and abundant wealth!" "Good!" Again, the people answered the peace.

Waiting for Qiao Xuan to drink three glasses of wine with satisfaction, Yingchuan Taishou Jiang Shuo spoke: "Ximen Qing's toast for Qiao Gong is very satisfying to this official and all the dukes present!" But you are very disappointed to be late for such a banquet! You must compose a poem to cheer up Duke Qiao and all the princes present! Ximenqing's heart has begun to hairy, but this face is still as warm as a spring breeze. Said respectfully: "The trouble makes Lord Jun come up with the question!" Snow blowing is a must! ”

Yingchuan Taishou Jiang Shuo said: "Since you blow the snow, the husband must have a heroic spirit when he is born in troubled times!" Then make a poem with snow as the theme and exude heroism. If you can't do it, this government will reward you with a hundred kills! Teach you the truth of being an official! In Ximenqing's heart, Jiang Shuo is already a dead man, but why not use the power of this puppet to expand his fame?

At that moment, the bottle of wine will be drunk and said: will enter the wine. You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink. Old Qiaogong, Jiang Fujun, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. As soon as the poem stopped, there was no trace of Ximenqing at the banquet. I was only stunned by such a miraculous poem, and I couldn't recover from this unrestrained emotion for a long time.

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The next day, Ximenqing's figure appeared in Yingchuan Academy. It's still the harmless expression of the human and animal, and it's still the graceful style of the folding fan. After everyone in the same academy saw each other, the figure of that guy appeared. You Heng walked over with a big grin and said unceremoniously: "Ximenqing, I didn't say you!" Your understanding of music is still a lot worse than the average person's! In the future, don't hold your singing club again, and don't perform in my land again! Because the glory of the great man will be tarnished because of a guy with such a quality as you! For example, the so-called new songs and new music you create are wrong! While talking, he gestured, as if Ximen Qing really had something unbearable.

Ximen Qing laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Youheng is so good at talking! When it comes to the understanding of music, I'll tell you about it below! Music, like everything else, is created because it has a unique mission and purpose. That's why 'Shun plays the five-stringed piano, and the world governs.' 'Say! So there's nothing wrong with me creating my own style of music! ”

You Heng said: "Hahahaha! It's not wrong to dare to speak outrageously! Your song "The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountains" is a big failure! What else do you have to quibble! Do you want everyone to be the king of the mountain? As an author, pay attention to the impact of your creation, which is the most important thing! ”

Ximen Qing said: "Since ancient times, there have been mountains and flowing waters, and there are people in Xialiba!" In the "Book of Songs", there is great elegance, and the performance is played in the temple court to guide the holy officials to have good conduct. There is also Xiaoya, who plays in the countryside to tell the joys and sorrows of ordinary people. Isn't my song "The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountains" just pretending to be the mouth of the mountain patrollers to say that the common people yearn for and love life? Pretend, do you understand? ”

You Heng looked like he had succeeded in his treacherous plan and said, "Don't you know that Ximenqing is dying?" If you can't punish a doctor, you can't give a courtesy. Except for our clan, other farmers, workers, merchants, etc. are not eligible to enjoy music! ”

"Hahahaha! Sometimes the song of ploughing exhorts the peasants not to miss the harvest when there is enough harvest, and you weigh the great talent and others to have food! Only with bloody sonorous songs can you boost the morale of the soldiers to defend the great Han, and you will not be humiliated by foreign races for you to balance the great talents and others...... If the Han is compared to a strong body, then the agriculture and industry can be regarded as an indispensable part! A taxi is a skeleton, and without a skeleton, it is difficult for the whole body to support it. Peasants and workers are like internal organs that supply energy to the whole body every day, and soldiers are like strong muscles that provide protection for every movement of the body. Of course, they can enjoy the beauty brought by music and be influenced by music to make life more enjoyable. ”

"Actually! Only you, who have nothing to do every day, are idle, do not work your limbs, do not distinguish between grains, sell your reputation and reputation, and think of yourself as a highland guy are not worthy of enjoying music! Ximen Qing looked calm and eloquent, but You Heng gritted his teeth and was dumbfounded. Half an hour later, You Heng was just about to open his mouth to fight back. Ximen Qing shook his fan and chuckled: "I haven't visited this great scenery when I first arrived in Yingchuan, which really makes me impatient!" As for the rotten Confucianism like Mr. Youheng, please go back and read more sage classics, experience the township farming and mulberry firsthand, and please advise if you are diligent! Would it be good to ask the gentlemen of the academy to lead the way for the blowing snow? "Yes, yes, yes! Simon everyone, please! "The people of Ximen Qinghe Academy gradually drifted away, leaving only Youheng's lonely little body twitching alone.