The West Lake Eight Music Workshops are famous, and the three-year competition has attracted tourists from all over the world, not for anything else, just to see the national color and fragrance of the Eight Music Workshops.

When Yao Ruoyu and the others came to the West Lake, it was already crowded with people, completely blocking the road ahead, even if there was a government army to maintain order, but just looking at the dense crowd of people in front of them, they knew that it would take at least a few hours to pass through here.

This time, Hu Xian will represent the Xianshui Music Workshop, so Yao Ruoyu and others must naturally be present as a support group.

But seeing that the front was crowded, and the flow of people and cars and horses were completely blended together, Li Huan frowned and said: "There are too many people, I'm afraid it will take several hours to think about it, Brother Demon?"

Yao Ruoyu walked out of the carriage, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help grinning: "Damn, there are really a lot of people who like to join in the fun, isn't it okay to hold your daughter-in-law at home and have a son?"

"We're not here to join in the fun......," Wu Xue muttered in a low voice.

Cui Jianshen smiled and said, "Aren't we here to cheer for Miss Hu?"

Zou Buyi was sticking out his head to look at the giant boat of the Eight Great Music Workshops on the lake, and when he heard this, he hummed casually, and then said in surprise: "What did you say?"

Not interested in paying attention to their tricks, Yao Ruoyu picked up the corner of his clothes and said lightly: "I'll take the first step, and you go slowly." With that, he raised the Cold Scar Sword, jumped on it, and then directly rose with the sword, crossed the heads of everyone, and swept towards the surface of the West Lake.

"Hang Du is heavy, no flying!"

As soon as he flew to the shore, a purple-armored military general in the crowd suddenly shouted, and slammed the war hammer at him, but seeing that the strong wind was not fierce, it was obviously reserved for some strength, just to force Yao Ruoyu back.

With a hammer out, Nawu will continue to shout: "Don't affect the order, go back!"

Glancing at the man, Yao Ruo snorted stupidly, flicked his fingers, knocked the war hammer away, and sneered: "Deputy Chief Zhu, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you still wandering around the Five Realms?"

"Are you?" the man was slightly stunned, then remembered Yao Ruoyu's identity, his face suddenly turned like vermilion, and he said in shame, "Do you want to humiliate me?"

"I'm not that interested!" With a laugh, Yao Ruoyu took out the invitation card and shook it, sneering, "This king is one of the three guests of the Xianshui Music Workshop, if Lord Zhu has nothing else, this king will leave first." Said that it was an inquiry, but in fact, without waiting for Zhu Zihou to answer, Yao Ruoyu had already taken the wind away, and Zhu Zihou's face became more and more ugly.

At this time, the giant boats of the Eight Great Sound Workshops were floating on the surface of the lake in a row, Yao Ruoyu glanced at it, pressed down the sword escape, and floated down on the deck of the giant boat of the Xianshui Music Workshop.

At this time, there were already countless warblers and Yanyan standing on the deck, all of them were Le Ji of the Xianshui Music Workshop, all of them were white and beautiful, and they were all holding various musical instruments in their hands, looking at him with a smile.

Among these people, the leader is a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties, although she is not young, but this woman is obviously well maintained, and the years have hardly left any traces on her face, only the mature temperament that has experienced the vicissitudes of time has exposed her true age.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu falling, this woman immediately took a few steps forward, bent down to salute, and said softly: "Xianshui Yinfang Huang Lan, I have seen His Royal Highness King Wen." ”

"The owner of the Huang Fang doesn't have to be polite," Yao Ruoyu hurriedly helped him down, and said solemnly, "In the early years, the housekeeper was taken care of by the owner, and this king has always been grateful, but he didn't have the opportunity to come to thank him. ”

Huang Lan smiled softly and said softly: "Hu Xian is my disciple, so naturally I have to take more care of it, Lord Wang, please come here." ”

In addition to Yao Ruoyu, there are two elderly piano masters who have high attainments in piano skills and have no layman's eyes.

Xianshui Yinfang had already prepared a seat for the three of them, just in front of the deck, Huang Lan, as the owner of the workshop, naturally sat next to him, as for Hu Xian, because he had to prepare for the competition, he was still preparing in the cabin, and the other Le Ji stood in the back without rules, talking about this competition while secretly talking about Yao Ruoyu.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu looking at the other seven music workshops, Huang Lan said with a smile: "Does the prince know which eight music workshops are in the West Lake?"

Yao Ruoyu smiled when he heard this, just as the so-called sleepy pillow, this Huang Lan is worthy of being rolling in the Fengyue place for so long, his vision is indeed keen, and he immediately said: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

"In addition to my Xianshui Music Workshop, there are also seven music workshops of Huameng, Liuli, Qiluo, Furong, Jingxin, Bishui, and Nanmeng," Huang Lan said with a soft voice and a smile, "The eight music workshops have their own strengths. ”

When he heard the words "exchange and learn, meet friends with music", Yao Ruo sneered foolishly, because he suddenly thought of a very familiar sentence in later generations, "Friendship first, competition second", which is almost the same hypocrisy as this "exchange and learn from friends, meet friends with music".

Seeing him laugh suddenly, Huang Lan and the two old pianists were surprised, Yao Ruoyu quickly cleared his throat and chuckled: "I'm sorry, I just thought of something." ”

An old musician smiled, hugged his fists and said: "In the early years, I heard that the prince led the army to conquer Xichuan and broke the Jin State Iron Cavalry, I originally thought that the prince was just a martial artist, but I didn't expect to have a study of music, and he was disrespectful!"

Yao Ruoyu was embarrassed when he heard this, thinking that he was a model of incomplete five tones, where could he dare to say that he had studied music, that is, there was no one else here, if other people in the Ministry of Literature and Art were there, it would definitely be a black history of his own after hearing it!

While thinking about it, Yao Ruoyu suddenly heard the rapid sound of drums on the lake, like the summer rain suddenly beating on the windowsill, the drum sound was sometimes light, sometimes heavy, but the tone was always high and fast, listening to his heart, he was inexplicably born with a sense of pride.

"This is the Shenlong Drum of Nanmeng Yinfang," Hearing the sound of the drum, an old musician got up leisurely and said excitedly, "The last time I heard it was the Great War between Song and Mongolia more than ten years ago. ”

"The country is picturesque and the music is like a pen, it is we who play the music, so as to record the rise and fall of the dynasty in the land of China for thousands of years, and the historical process!" Another old musician also had tears in his eyes and laughed.

The drum came abruptly, and the end was very abrupt, obviously the music was coming to the peak, but it stopped abruptly, just almost the moment the drum stopped, a wisp of flute quietly rose, accurately catching the last beat of the drum, and at the same time, the flute sound was melodious, floating and free, like the uninhibited youth in the green shirt fighting the sword rivers and lakes.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu bowing slightly, Huang Lan chuckled and said: "Bishui Music Workshop tops the eight major music workshops with flutes, and the one who is playing now should be the current top musician Liu Tian of Bishui Music Workshop." ”

The flute sound is fast and elegant, with everyone's thoughts floating up, but then it falls immediately, only to the bottom, the flute sound disappears into the air just right, by a reverberating guzheng music immediately after, suddenly like thousands of horses breaking through the sky, the horse's hooves step on the place, the mountains and rivers are shaking, revealing the momentum of the vast Jin Ge Iron Horse.

The sound of the piano stopped, and another musician began to play music, and so on, the eight major music workshops one after another, drums, flutes, liuqin, flute, pipa, etc., until the sound of the flute played by the seventh musician slowly fell, and the lake suddenly fell into calm, but the next moment, I heard a ding, someone hooked the strings and plucked the strings, and the five conductors sprinkled, swinging out a poignant and cold piano sound.

"Han, Han Palace Autumn Moon, this is Han Palace Autumn Moon!"

In the crowd, many audience members who had been immersed in the comic music suddenly woke up from a dream and exclaimed, but in an instant, they automatically quieted down, savoring the grief and sorrow in the music.

After a song, the huge West Lake was silent, and countless people watching on the shore were still immersed in the loneliness and coldness, not knowing that they were still in the West Lake, and in a trance, they all faintly felt that they were the palace maids in the song.

After a long time, Yao Ruoyu, who was the first to wake up from this artistic conception, looked back at the cabin, stood up with a smile, and applauded heavily.

This applause suddenly broke the silence, but in an instant, the entire West Lake resounded one after another, and countless people cheered the names of the Eight Great Music Workshops, just like the flag-waving and shouting of the fans of each team at the LOL World Championship in later generations.

Just when Yao Ruoyu's ears were drowned out by applause, he suddenly sensed something, and looked up at the air, not only him, but many cultivators in the surrounding crowd noticed the abnormality for the first time, and looked up at the height of the West Lake.

Looking up and scanning carefully for a moment, Yao Ruo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the depths of the blue sky and white clouds in shock, if he was not wrong just now, there was a woman in red carrying a guzheng hidden in that pure cloud.

Although it was obscured by the clouds at a hurried glance, but inexplicably, Yao Ruoyu's heart trembled slightly, it was an instinctive reaction after seeing beautiful things, even if his martial arts had entered the middle of the soul realm, it was still inevitable.

At this time, more people also discovered the red-clothed woman hidden in the clouds, and they were in an uproar for a while, all of them looked into the air in surprise, until the atmosphere was hot to the peak, on the giant boat of Huamengyinfang next to the Xianshui Sound Workshop, the owner Li Shishi walked out slowly, staring at the red clothes in the clouds with admiration, and said loudly: "Please the first beauty in the south of the Yangtze River, dance!"

"What?" Yao Ruoyu was suddenly shocked and said in surprise, "Is that the first beauty in Jiangnan?" He naturally remembered that when he arrived in Xiuzhou Mansion at the beginning of the year, the first beauty in Jiangnan went to the poetry competition at the invitation of the prefect Lu Chenghuan, but the conference was suspended because the heroes of the rivers and lakes competed for the Zhanhu sword.

At the same time, high in the clear sky, the thick and ethereal clouds slowly dispersed, and the red clothes with two sleeves flowed, and the posture was enchanting and light from the sky.

In mid-air, she danced directly with a light veil mask.

With wide sleeves like a waterfall, she is as smart as a fox fairy, elegant as a flowing cloud, elegant as the bright moon, and a person dances in the sky to figure out the shadow, which just confirms how the sentence seems to be in the world.

The dance is rising, suddenly the willow waist twists, the delicate body rotates, the two sleeves are also floating, whirling like a circle, and if the action is slow, it is a lotus step, fast but not chaotic.

At this time, there was no musician to play music for her dance, but for some reason, it was this dance accompanied by the sound of the waves of the lake, which became more and more quiet and charming, obviously quiet to the point that there was no trace of fireworks, but staring at the dancing posture like a crane, everyone's three souls and six spirits were inexplicably overwhelmed, attracted by it, and tempted by it.

The first beauty in Jiangnan, although she can't see her face because of the light veil, but in terms of dancing skills alone, she really has the strength to crown Jiangnan and even Huaxia, even if Yao Ruoyu is a straight man, he has never appreciated this kind of folk dance, and he is also attracted by the elegant and charming dance.

The dance steps were fluttering, and after Yiren turned around for the fourth time, his body happened to turn back to the direction of the Eight Great Music Workshops, his eyes were like water, and he glanced at Yao Ruoyu who was looking at him.

Yao Ruoyu, who has always been vigilant, did not have any vigilance at this moment, because all his thoughts were immersed in those charming eyes like water, and he completely forgot everything around him.

At this moment, the graceful red dress changed slightly in Yao Ruoyu's eyes, no longer the first beauty in Jiangnan wearing a light veil, but the tsundere girl who was charming, lazy, and cunning.

She is so arrogant that even if she is paying for herself all the time, she always has to maintain her dignity, even if that dignity is so fragile in the face of herself.