In the fifty-first section, several people went up to the third floor under the leadership of Xiao Er, and the upstairs should have been all private rooms before, but at this time, all the isolation screens were temporarily removed and became a lobby. Nearly eighty percent of the seats were already seated inside. In the center, two elderly people are pulling the erhu, and one of them is a young woman singing a cheerful song to the rhythm of the erhu. The voice is as endless as a line, and the cry is tactful. Sounds like it's got its own flavor.

The three of them chose a window seat and sat down. ordered, and after a while, Xiao Er brought up the wine and food, and it was a big table. Listening to the beautiful singing, Lin Xiaoshui still didn't say a word, Wu Ming finally couldn't help it, poured a glass of wine for him and said, "Brother Lin, Lord Lin has already gone." If you are so sluggish, it will only make him under the Nine Springs, and he will not be at peace. Here, dry this glass. ”

Lin Xiaoshui grabbed the cup, drank the wine as soon as he raised his head, then raised his head and said, "Lord Wu, now that my father's mourning period has passed, if you want to go back to the south, you must call me to go with you." Here, I'm tired of it. Wu Ming looked up and realized that the other party had lost a lot of weight, and he had long since lost his previous hanging. He thought for a while and said, "It's okay, now the whole of Kyoto is almost Li Tie's world." Although he doesn't bother to trouble you, it is inevitable that those children of the family will hold grudges. When that's the time, you can go south with me. ”

Lin Xiaoshui got Wu Ming's approval, and his mood seemed to be much better. Only then did the three of them relax and drink. At this time, the erhu controlled an urgent note, obviously the tune was at a critical point, and the girl who sang was singing with the tune:

The sun is about to burn, and the heat kills the cicadas on the willows.

The mourning was frequent, annoying the embroidery building.

Anger made Lang stand up and stick the rod, and he didn't want to return it.

fell into the water and slept in fright, but he was amused and laughed.

The song of the warbler is tactful, and the sound moves the dust. The crowd around them suddenly shouted loudly. At this moment, a man stood up on the opposite side and said loudly: "Old man, you didn't play it right. The erhu is such a heroic instrument, and in your hands, it has become a soft sound and has changed its taste. ”

This man was dressed in green clothes, extremely young, but full of vicissitudes. He said as he shook his head and commented. The crowd yelled at the audience for a while. But he didn't hurry, grabbed a sea bowl on the table with his left hand and took a big sip of wine, then smacked his mouth, looking complacent.

The two men dressed as entourages behind him also stood up, and the man in green clothes finished drinking, threw the sea bowl in his hand behind him, and then said, "It's full." One of the attendants took it, laid the bowl on the table, lifted a gourd under the table, and poured wine into it.

Wu Ming's body shook, his hand involuntarily, and touched Chixiao on his waist. Tang Xuan next to him was quite strange and said, "What's the matter, Lord Wu?" Wu Ming lowered his voice and said, "Brother Tang, this man in Tsing Yi has an extraordinary bearing, and I can't see through it." But his two retinues are two martial arts masters, and they are good at the ranks. You can see that both of them have thick calluses on their mouths, which are obviously caused by long-term bow control or fiddling with weapons. The most important thing is that the man in Tsing Yi threw away the sea bowl just now, but the entourage received the score without any difference. And when he poured the wine, the gourd was at least two feet high from the table, but he carried the gourd and fell, the wine was like a straight line, but the wine in the bowl never spilled a star. The precision of the control is impressive. ”

He said a lot at length, but Tang Xuan was a little dazed and said, "Really? Wu Ming sighed secretly, it seemed that he was playing the piano to the cow. Knowing that, Tang Xuan continued: "These two entourages have a wolf head tattoo looming on their necks, and they have carved totems, they are from Beimeng. ”

Wu Ming's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look up. The attendant poured the wine, raised his hands, and respectfully handed it to the man in Tsing Yi. The moment he looked up, he saw the cyan mark on his neck flicker. It seems that what Tang Xuan said is true. It is estimated that this big man is also from Beimeng, otherwise, how could he invite such a powerful guard?

The big man in green clothes waved his hand, blocked the bowl of wine handed to him by his attendant, and walked up to one of the old men. He burped and said, "This old gentleman, borrow your erhu for use, you play too badly, and you lose your voice." I'll play a song for you to hear. ”

The old man looked at him, snorted coldly, and then stood up, holding the erhu in both hands, and handed it to him. Then he sneered and waved at the other two. Obviously want to see the joke of this man in green clothes. The man in Tsing Yi took over the erhu, debugged it twice, and said drunkly: "Yes, the stem is made of high-quality mahogany, and the only fly in the ointment is the piano skin, which is only covered by the skin of an ordinary green python, not the skin of the 'horn-headed flower python' with excellent toughness." However, it can also be used. ”

He staggered, almost unsteady on his feet, but he was serious. The surrounding people suddenly let out a "shhh" sound. Wu Ming put a piece of meat in his mouth, but he was secretly laughing in his heart: "This person is already drunk, even if he can really play the erhu, I am afraid that he can only play three or four achievements in the ten collars." When it bounces, I don't know what it sounds like to be ugly. ”

Just thinking like this, I heard the sound of "buzzing" twice, and a feeling of exhilaration. Wu Ming chewed the meat and was about to grab the cup on the table, when he heard these two sounds, he couldn't help but be stunned. Tang Xuan and Lin Xiaoshui raised their heads and looked towards the middle of the field at the same time. Tang Xuan sighed: "Good technique. After praising it, he took the wine in the cup and drank it all.

Wu Ming was a little confused, so Lin Xiaoshui was in a better mood now, and he came up with fun, leaned over and said: "Lord Wu, just now he auditioned and kneaded the strings appropriately, and his voice was round and smooth, and there was no stagnation between the transitions." This man is an erhu master. Wu Ming only felt that his voice did sound much smoother than the old man's hand just now, and he nodded immediately when he heard this.

The man tried a few times, and the strings became faster and faster, and the rod came and went, almost forming a shadow. The sound of beating plantains like rain is getting louder and louder. And the sound is loud and sound, not chaotic at all. Wu Ming couldn't help but secretly cheer.

The man held the erhu in his left hand, and his right hand was almost drawn into an illusion. The sound is more like a big Lang slapping a reef, one Lang is higher than the other. He suddenly sang loudly: "The twilight is heavy, the summer and summer clouds are collected, and the red glow burns the blue sky." The lacquer sky is the plate, the star is the son, and the bright moon is like a bow. Night soldiers, the sound of trumpets, loud in the sky, draw swords to the enemy. Lang in the east, Shazhou in the west, the robes are full of red. ”

What he sang was the song "Summer Fire", and Wu Ming still remembered the prince's southern expedition last year, at the military parade on the outskirts of Kyoto. At that time, He Yi and other sixteen female musicians performed this song. The pipa is known for its softness, and it sounds completely different from the taste. But as soon as this man sang it, Wu Ming only felt as if he was back in front of Cangqian Mountain, and the two armies of the Han and Barbarians lined up against each other, and the sound of killing shook the sky. His voice is already rough, and this loud singing, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse in the sound of the erhu, make people's blood boil. There was no more noise in the entire third floor, and everyone froze.

He sings happily, his eyes are bright, his spirit is flying, and in the sound of erhu, he has the courage to swallow mountains and rivers. Wu Ming couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and felt that life should be so impassioned and laugh at life. He secretly said in his heart: "It is said that there are people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for decades. What the wine priest and others said is indeed true. This person's demeanor and temperament are very extraordinary, and I don't know who it is, and I will definitely make friends with him. ”

The erhu is in his hand, and the more he pulls it, the more urgent he gets, and the sound line goes all the way up. It seems that the limit has been reached, but it has always been difficult to reach the top. The tone of negligence changed, and it was like a sword and a gun, and the two armies rested after the battle. The man then sang: "Look at me driving the green skull, leading three thousand men, and competing for the throne for thousands of miles." The soldiers used their lives, and the blood of the battle was exhausted, just for the dome behind them. I just remember that on a clear night, the curtain swept the ground. Pointing to the stars, calling friends, and watching meteors like rainbows. ”

Singing this, the man controlled a soft note, and the erhu gradually became quieter. He wiped the erhu with one hand, and between his eyes, there were hidden tears. Wu Ming was surprised, listening to the other party's voice, it seemed that he was not very old, but his singing voice seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, as if he had read all the world. The entire third floor suddenly fell silent, and the drinkers looked at each other, a little at a loss.

The man in green clothes finished the song, and the wine seemed to be half awake. He held the erhu in both hands and handed it to the old man. Said respectfully: "Master, I'm really sorry, the kid has a lifelong hobby of blowing, playing and singing, and every time he meets someone playing, he can't help but itch his hands." It's really insulting, it's insulting. ”

He said it politely, but in the eyes of others, it was sarcasm. The old musician's face suddenly swelled into the color of pig liver, and he took the erhu with both hands, and he was no longer embarrassed to stay in this restaurant. and the singer and her companion walked down the stairs in a gray manner. The crowd suddenly let out a sigh, seeing that the man in Tsing Yi was not interested in continuing to play, many people checked out one after another, and the entire third floor suddenly became deserted.

Wu Ming had the heart to make friends with each other, beckoned to the man, and said, "What a song of "Summer Fire", this brother, can you give a face, come over for a drink." ”

When the man heard Wu Ming call him, his eyes lit up, and he walked straight over, and sat opposite Wu Ming. Said: "Since this brother is so polite, it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate." He spoke the Central Plains dialect very fluently, Wu Ming's heart moved, poured him a glass of wine and said: "I heard the wonderful sound of my brother just now, and I was heartbroken, I don't know my brother's surname?" Mentoring the musician? ”

The man took the wine, raised his head and drank it, bowed his head and muttered for a long time before saying, "My surname is Hu Minglan." Some of the small paths are all learned by themselves in their leisure and boredom, and they have never worshiped the musician, but they make the brothers laugh. Speaking of this, he glanced at the three of them and said with a slight smile: "Haven't asked the three brothers for their surnames yet?" ”

Wu Ming and the other three didn't think much about it, and reported their names one after another. After hearing this, Hu Lan's expression changed, but he immediately returned to normal. He grabbed the wine glass on the table, poured himself a glass of wine, stood up and said, "The little brother was reckless just now, and he didn't know that it was three brothers, otherwise, he would definitely not dare to sit at the same table." Come, I'll give you a glass first. After speaking, he craned his neck and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Although he said self-effacing words, his demeanor was extraordinary, Wu Ming couldn't help but arouse his curiosity, he glanced at the two entourages behind Hu Lan, and then asked: "I don't know where Brother Hu made a fortune, I remember that in Northern Mongolia, there is no big family surnamed Hu?" ”

Hu Lan smiled: "Lord Wu doesn't know, he is an authentic Central Plains person, usually doing some small business in Beimeng and the Central Plains, this business is big, naturally he is a little afraid of death, and the two behind him are the dart masters I hired." ”

He just opened his eyes and said nonsense, Wu Ming didn't break it, he beckoned Xiao Er over and said: "Little Second Brother, please buy a pair of dishes and chopsticks for each of these two brothers, let's not get drunk today." ”

Xiao Er agreed, and after a while, he re-arranged two pairs of dishes and chopsticks and pulled two chairs. Hu Lan smiled, with a look of banter in his eyes, stood up and said to the two entourages behind him: "You two, do you want to eat together?" He stood up. His eyes are like electricity, his bearing is extraordinary, and his figure is not extremely tall, but it makes people feel incomparably majestic. The two attendants did not take a breath, but stood respectfully and did not reply.

Hu Lan chuckled, sat down by himself, and said to himself: "It seems that these two brothers are very restrained, let's take care of ourselves, don't embarrass them." Although Wu Ming was puzzled, the other party made it clear that he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he naturally didn't want to ask too much.

After three rounds of drinking, several people opened up their chatterbox, and they chatted all over the world. This Hu Lan's knowledge is extremely complex, Tang Xuan's scripture and calligraphy are fluent in his answers, and he is also catchy about the fist and foot martial arts mentioned by Wu Ming, and even occasionally talks a few nonsense words with Lin Xiaoshui on the side. Wu Ming admired him even more, and raised his glass to invite: "Brother Hu, he ** does business, if it is convenient, remember to come to me more, let's move around more." ”

Hu Lan stroked his palms and smiled: "That's natural, if you have time, you will definitely come to Nanning to trouble Lord Wu." ”

Wu Ming's heart moved, he hadn't mentioned that he lived in Nanning until now, and now the north and the south are negotiating peace, once successful, he may move back to Kyoto, he is so sure that he will definitely go back to Nanning? Just thinking about it, there was a commotion below, and there was a sharp sound of "oh oh" on the stairs, and it was obvious that someone was rushing up in a hurry. The footsteps were still on the second floor, but the voice had already come up: "Young master, it's a big deal, the old man is seriously ill, you can go back and take a look." ”

It was none other than one of the two little guys in the Tang Mansion who said this.