Chapter Eighty-Five: Harmony
"Four friends are enough. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xu Gan looked arrogant and glanced at Wang Tang with disdain.
"Hey, Brother Wei, don't be arrogant, although your talent is slightly inferior to Zhang Lang, there is still a comparison between you and you."
"You!"
"Okay, okay, don't mind too much, Brother Wei, I think Brother Wang is very interesting, and it's fun to get along together, so what's the matter?" Zhang Yu smiled and patted Xu Gan.
"Where is he interesting, he has no real talent and learning, he only knows the benefits of his tongue, and he is clearly indiscriminate-"
"Hey! Say what about you. Wang Tang beckoned to the maid waiting beside him, "Senior Brother Wei won't let you stay with us, you can go down first." ”
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The other three all had an expression of "lack of vertical power and conspiracy", while Zhang Yu seemed to have found a like-minded like-minded fan, and felt that his "talent" suddenly came into use.
Xu Gan and others are scholars, scribes, in the end, they have the style of a gentleman and the dignity of a literati, some jokes can't be made indiscriminately, and they can't be open-mouthed, but they can be casual with Wang Tang, a kid.
"What do you call Brother Wang?"
"Hehe, under the surname Wang Mingtang."
"Of course this Yu knows, I'm asking about the table."
"Well, the church hasn't been crowned yet, and the table word hasn't been taken yet."
"Brother Wang Hugh wants to hide it from me, I just waited for the weak crown year to take the table word, how can you ......?"
"Zhang Lang thinks I'm old?"
"It's not just about looks."
"Poof!" Ruan Yu on the side directly squirted out the tea, only to hear Zhang Yu continue: "I originally planned to listen to Brother Wang talk about the Mandate of Heaven, but now it seems that there is no such fate, it's a pity!" ”
Forty and know the destiny of heaven......
Zhang Yu was full of malice, which made Wang Tang dumbfounded for a while, and also made the three of them laugh. But as Zhang Yu thought, people like Wang Tang can afford to joke, and they are neither ashamed nor annoyed.
What's more, he's smart. Seeing that Zhang Yu's lips and teeth were even more important than himself, he obediently ran to sit with Xu Gan again.
"Today, my five friends of the bamboo forest have gathered in this bamboo forest in Caifu, which is worth commemorating, why don't you write a poem for everyone?"
"Last night, Yu Ke wrote a poem all night, and he hasn't trimmed it yet, so he really can't write this poem." Zhang Yu hurriedly waved his hand and said, he is now about to be aesthetically tired of poetry, if he accidentally takes out any "Seven Laws: Long March" and "Water Tune Song Tou Swimming", it will not be beautiful!
"As a scholar, you should care about the affairs of your family and country, so why don't you talk about the current situation?"
Wang's proposal was unanimously adopted.
"Yulang was in the limelight last night, so it's only appropriate to take the lead at this time."
"It's me again......" I don't give a moment of leisure.
"In this world, there must always be people who dare to be the first in the world, who is Sheyulang!" Wang Cang hurriedly added a sentence to avenge the pit just now.
"Sheyulang and I," Wang Tang took a sip of tea, "Those poems yesterday are not in the lower strengths, and my Wang Tang is famous for being good at the general trend." ”
"Is he famous?" Zhang Yu frowned and asked Ruan Yu.
"No matter how you say it, it's also the five friends of the bamboo forest, where will there be no reputation." It's Wang Tang's rush to answer again.
"You just brought it up, okay?" The crowd roared in their hearts.
"In today's world, Dong Zhuo is the strongest in Xiangguo." Wang Tang talked eloquently, "However, although Dong Zhuo is fierce for a while, he is cruel and unkind, perverse, and has already stood on the opposite side of the scholars, and it is a matter of time before he is defeated." ”
His unsubtlety surprised Zhang Yu a little, but looking at the expressions of deep approval on the left and right, he knew that scolding Dong Zhuo in Chang'an was almost a scholar's daily check-in.
"Then in my opinion, if you are a hero today, there are only three people!"
"Which three?"
"Liu Bei of the Plains is the first, Cao Cao of the East County is the second, and Sun Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng, is the third."
"Ahem, Brother Wang doesn't know, Sun Wentai was just shot by Huang Zu under Liu Jingsheng of Jingzhou Mu in the first half of the year......"
"That's his son."
Zhang Yu was like a frightened wooden chicken at this time.
However, Wang Tang didn't give any explanation, just pretended to be profound, and then diverted the topic. Although he sometimes has thicker skin and thinner lips, he has no scruples about getting along with this kind of temperament, and he was soon accepted by several people.
While chatting, a family member came to the bamboo forest and said in Zhang Yu's ear: "Zhang Gongzi, the head of the family is invited." ”
"Let's talk first, and Yu will come when he goes."
Zhang Yu said goodbye to a few people for a while, and followed Jiading towards the courtyard, and behind him-
"It's still unclear what to say, why did Brother Fang Cai take those three people as heroes?" Wang Cang was puzzled, "There has to be an explanation." ”
"If you say that the strength is the strongest, it should be Dong Zhuo now. In addition to him, Liu Biao in Jingzhou has a solid livelihood and 200,000 armor, Yuan Shubing in Nanyang is full of food and is at the foundation of the great cause, Yuan Shao in Jizhou, Gongsun Zan and even Liu Yan in Yizhou, which one is stronger than the three people you mentioned. Ruan Yu said.
"Pingyuan Liu Bei, that's Yulang's uncle, I don't have to give people face?"
"Dongjun Cao Cao, I had a good relationship with my father before the assassination, and he also came to my house to drink, so why should I support one or two."
"As for Sun Jian, that's the one who holds the jade seal, what does the jade seal say?" Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity. Who knew he was so brittle, but the jade seal must still be in his son's hand, not bad. ”
“ ... I'm ashamed to be with you! ”
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It's a pity that Zhang Yu didn't hear Wang Tang's explanation, otherwise there would be no need to be suspicious in his heart.
Walking through the cloister courtyard, stepping through a quiet path, you finally came to a hut.
The sound of the piano came out of the room, which also made Zhang Yu deeply intoxicated.
The attendant knocked on the door gently, only to hear Cai Yong say in the room: "But Yulang is here?" ”
Zhang Yu stepped forward and said, "Exactly." ”
"Please come in."
Pushing the door in, Cai Yong sat on the platform, and elegant carved incense burners were placed on both sides, which made people feel calm.
On the table in the house are a variety of delicate ancient musical instruments.
Look at the side again, who is Cai Yan who is not stroking the qin?
"Yulang, listen to it, how does Zhao Ji play this song?"
Zhang Yu sat down with a smile, looked at Cai Yan who was concentrating on stroking the qin, and unconsciously said in his heart, "A serious woman is the most beautiful." ”
The beautiful and agile sound of the piano flowed out from between her jade fingers, like a thin stream, like a gentle breeze, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.
The melody is both uplifted and frustrated, deep and bright, tactful and passionate. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring winding from a deep valley, flowing slowly, and finally flowing above the bright moon!
Intoxicated, Zhang Yu savored the format of this tune, and seemed to be a little familiar.
"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace." In his previous life, as a lover of half-baked literature and music, Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said: ""Water Tune Song Head"! ”
"Not bad. It was Zhao Ji who wrote your song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" overnight. ”
Write for me...... Cai Daru, you don't pay attention to what you say.
After thinking about Cai Yong's words for a while, Zhang Yu silently took out the jade flute that he exchanged last night from his waist and gently put it to his lips to blow it.
The melodious flute sound, slowly raised, can't help but make people feel calm.
At first, it was like a misty veil, floating in the stream of the piano sound, and the sound of the man dance was ethereal, and the sound of the piano was ethereal, and it was in harmony with the sound of the piano, like a wisp, like the sound of heaven.
Then, it is to wash away the vulgar, swim leisurely and softly, become one, and no longer distinguish between the sound and the bass.
A good song "Water Tune Song Head", the piano flute and the song!