Kagura?

Ying Baoyue was stunned when she heard this.

This is the highest praise that can be given to the music played by a practitioner.

Although she had heard Ji Jiashu play the flute more than once before, she was just playing music for her own amusement, not playing music as hard as she could.

She had never seen the full strength of that teenager.

It wasn't a sacrificial dance yet, but when she heard that the young man might be accompanied, Ying Baoyue instantly felt that most of the fighting intent of the other cultivators around her had disappeared.

It's all because of one person.

Nan Chu Chunhua Jun, Ji Jiashu.

Before coming to Nanchu, I had heard of his reputation, and after coming to Nanchu so much, it was the first time that Ying Baoyue had felt the status of that young man in the hearts of young cultivators so directly.

The mountains are uplifted, and they can even be called fear.

Of course, I couldn't feel it before, just because this teenager was out of the level where they were still competing.

Now that I think about it, when Ji Jiashu participated in the junior ceremony, the scene must have been very exciting.

After all, even after three years, it is still being mentioned.

Ying Baoyue looked at Ye Siyuan on the altar, not only Ye Siyuan, but in fact, the children of the families who participated in the beginner ceremony this time are actually older, and the reason for this is because most of the sons of the family are ...... All avoided the previous session.

No one even dared to compete with him on the same stage.

And in this year's class, they are still candidates, and the boy who became the leader at the age of thirteen has become their examiner.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, looked at the young man with his head bowed on the high platform in the distance, and remembered the voice of the young man who came from the tree when he didn't know who he was.

His obsession with spiritual practice, and the fear of others about him.

He's really strong, so powerful that you can even ignore his age.

Ji Jiashu, who was standing on the high platform where the examiner was, was actually about the same age as the teenagers on the altar, or even younger.

He was only fifteen years old.

Of course, for Ying Baoyue, this age is nothing, according to her previous life, when she was fifteen years old, she was already a rank......

It's just that in this life, Ji Jiashu's joining has a really big impact.

And this influence is enough to influence the tide of the war.

"What to do ......"

"Nan Chu actually let Chunhuajun play music......"

"Now Nan Chu has won the ......"

Listening to the panicked discussions of the cultivators around him, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Ye Siyuan's mouth on the altar, but at this moment, another voice sounded under the altar.

"Wait, Chunhua-kun hasn't responded yet!"

"Chunhuajun is an examiner, will you really agree to such a request?"

Ying Baoyue was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Ji Jiashu, who had been silent on the high platform.

Among the many rumors surrounding Chunhuajun, in addition to being powerful, one is also very famous.

A gentleman is square.

That's what other practitioners call damn integrity.

Ying Baoyue is also familiar with this.

Most of the sons of the family take the interests of their own family as the criterion, while the cultivators pursue the strong and profit, but Ji Jiashu has his own code of conduct, and in the eyes of some cultivators, he seems to be a very difficult person.

Now this scene, in exchange for any Southern Chu cultivator, will not refuse. After all, if you can take advantage of the loopholes in the rules to help your country win, which Southern Chu people will refuse?

But there is one person who will.

At this moment, Ji Jiashu on the high platform raised his head and looked at Ye Siyuan on the altar.

"I'm sorry," the young man said quietly, "I understand what Ye Gongzi meant." ”

"Danzi is the examiner of this year's preliminary ceremony, and he shouldn't have intervened in the battle of the candidates."

"This request is difficult to obey."

The young man's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and the Nanchu people in the audience almost flashed their waists when they heard it.

Although he stood far away, Ji Jiashu's voice was integrated into Zhenyuan, as if it sounded in the ears of everyone present, and everyone had different expressions when they heard it.

"I'll be like this sooner...... He won't agree to it......"

On the altar, Chen Zichu muttered behind Ye Siyuan, and Xu Yishan silently looked at his friend who had been in a dilemma.

He and Chen Zichu both knew about this matter in advance, but Ye Siyuan was forced by Nan Chu's national interests, Chen Zichu couldn't give his family, he couldn't cause trouble to his school palace and master, and he couldn't export.

Not everyone has the confidence and courage to refuse like Ji Jiashu.

When they are young, everyone may have such a dream of insisting on justice forever, but they have to become adults and accept reality after all.

"Chunhuajun," and hearing Ji Jiashu's answer at this time, Ye Siyuan's eyes were slightly gloomy and he looked at Ji Jiashu and sneered.

"The second son of Ji is a model for my generation, but do you remember, you are a native of Southern Chu?"

Ji Jiashu slowly clenched his fists under his sleeves.

"The cultivators of Nanchu have all vowed to dedicate a hand to Nanchu forever"

Ye Siyuan said slowly.

"It's just a piece of music, but there is no rule that the examiner can't accompany the candidates in the crowd battle," Ye Siyuan smiled, "Since there is no one, it is not a violation, and Ji Ergongzi, as a native of Southern Chu, are you unwilling to play music for the sacrificial dance of Southern Chu?" ”

Moral kidnapping.

This is probably the reason why Ye Siyuan chose to propose to change musicians on the spot in such a large public.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath. Ye Siyuan or Nanchu Ye knew very well that if Ji Jiashu was mentioned in advance, Ji Jiashu's character would never accept it, so they chose to force him to obey in the name of so-called righteousness on such an occasion.

The gentleman deceived him, and this sentence is indeed true.

On the side of the high platform, all Nan Churao's eyes were focused on Ji Jiashu, with admiration, worry, confusion and disappointment, I don't know how much pressure the young man was under at this time.

On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan looked at the silent young man beside him, squinted his eyes slightly, and did not speak for the time being.

But Ying Baoyue knew very well that if Ji Jiashu continued to refuse, this young man would also speak for the sake of Nanchu's victory.

"There is no precedent for this," and at this moment, Ji Jiashu spoke again.

The young man's eyes were clear, he didn't look at everyone, he raised his head and just looked directly at Ye Siyuan on the high platform who was aggressively sparing him, "Without the order of the chief examiner and the national teacher, please forgive the son can't do this." ”

Examiners......

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and looked at Mr. Mengyang, who had originally closed his eyes and recuperated on the high platform.

But in fact, the focus of this sentence is not in the main exam, but in the national teacher.

Ying Baoyue quietly watched the scene in front of her. In fact, the junior ceremony was originally to be presided over by the Southern Chu National Master, Li Mengyang was sleek and famous as Ji Jiashu, and it was impossible for this old man to make a clear statement and ignite the fire.

But fortunately, Ji Mo, the teacher of Southern Chu, is now in retreat, and he can't make any decisions for a while, and Ji Jiashu probably intends to use this to excuse the matter.

However, at this time, the corner of Ying Baoyue's eyes suddenly caught a smug smile on the corner of Ye Siyuan's mouth on the altar.

Ying hugged the moon and sighed again in her heart.

An old voice suddenly sounded on the side of the high platform.

"Regarding this matter, the second son, the master has agreed."

Hearing the prestige, the pupils of Ji Qingyuan and Ji Ange, who were sitting in the box, shrank.

"Season ...... Second Uncle Ji? On the high platform, Ji Jiashu's eyes widened, and he looked at his old servant who suddenly appeared on the side of the high platform.

Although he is only a subordinate, this old man's face is known to many nobles of the family.

Just because this person is the personal servant of Ji Mo, the teacher of Southern Chu, Ji Er.

Ji Shuangzhong held a scroll, slowly walked up to the high platform and handed it to Ji Jiashu, his voice was a little low, "Last night, the master came with the news, he allowed this matter, and it is not a big deal for the examiner to play a piece of music." ”

I see.

No wonder he hadn't received any news beforehand.

Ji Jiashu clenched the scroll with his father's handwriting in his hand.

If his father had blocked the information, he would have received nothing.

The Nanchu Ye clan actually achieved the level of Ruci. actually went to ask Ji Mo in advance.

And Ji Mo, the national teacher of Southern Chu, could not disagree from the beginning. He's such a man.

Ying Baoyue looked at the young man who had no way out on the high platform and took a deep breath, she had been with Ji Jiashu for too long, she almost forgot.

How could she forget.

Ji Mo has always been based on the interests of Southern Chu, the most standard national teacher.

The so-called rules of justice are worthless in the eyes of that man.

"Now that the meaning of the national teacher is already very clear," Ye Siyuan looked at Ji Jiashu who was holding the scroll on the high platform and smiled proudly, "Then Second Master Ji, it's not too early, let's hurry up and start." ”

"I haven't practiced with you beforehand, I don't know which one you have chosen," Ji Jiashu raised his head, his face was no longer full of joy and anger, and he looked at Ye Siyuan and said lightly, "I'm afraid I can't cooperate with you." ”

"This can be assured," Ye Siyuan said with a smile, patting Chen Zichu's shoulder beside him, "The stepson has taken us to practice the sacrificial dance of each chapter of the Nine Songs in advance, and we can dance any of them." ”

As long as it is a Southern Chu person, it is impossible not to know Jiuge.

And Ji Jiashu can't not play nine songs.

"Really?" And at this moment, Ji Jiashu's eyes suddenly sharpened, "Zi can play music, but I have one condition, the repertoire must be chosen by me." ”

Ye Siyuan was stunned for a moment, and he had no reason to refuse at this point, so he nodded reluctantly, "This is naturally possible, but Ji Er Gongzi, what do you want to play?" ”

In other words, what will Nan Chu dance this time?

Everyone present became nervous when they heard this.

"I'll only play ......"

And at this moment, the boy on the high platform showed his first smile so far.

Ying Baoyue was slightly stunned.

I only heard the young man's clear voice in my ears.

Give the name of the piece.

"Nine songs."

"Young Commander."