Chapter 213: Qin Comes
The musicians raised their voices to say this.
There was silence in the originally noisy field.
Duan Lizheng was stunned for a moment, and then anger appeared in his eyes.
That's why that man wants to be happy!
"This girl is really easy to be troubled by musicians."
At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind Li Zheng.
Duan Lizheng turned around and saw that his friend who was not diligent and indistinguishable was struggling to squeeze out of the crowd.
"You're there."
A disgusted expression appeared on Mu Kezhi's face, "Congratulations on you knowing." β
Duan Lizheng laughed, "What about the others? β
It is still rare for Mu Kezhi to have no Li Wenyao by his side, and the six arts will not be separated according to the six arts categories, and the opportunity to meet several other friends who will also see the Wen test at the same time also exists.
"Who knows," Mu Kezhi shrugged, "it was a pure accident that I was able to meet you." After all, I'm not a cultivator. β
Yes, although there is a chance to meet, but at the time of the exam, everyone's number was far away, and a bunch of people poured out, not that the cultivators couldn't sense who was where, and it was pure luck to meet them.
"I didn't expect her to meet that one," Mu Kezhi looked at the high platform, "Isn't that Lanzhou Xie Yuan quite powerful?" β
"From a practitioner's point of view, it is." Duan Lizheng's face sank.
But the words of the six arts are not yet known. After all, about the six arts of Xie Yuan in Shanzhou, there was no news of even the township test.
"No matter if it's good or not, what should I do if this girl can't get a musical instrument?" Mu Kezhi frowned, "Did she let her family bring it?" β
"I'm afraid it's unlikely." Duan Lizheng clenched his fists. After all, none of the six arts were likely to be chosen by her.
"That's bad." Mu Ke's eyes turned cold.
Since she wanted to borrow a musical instrument, she could guess that she wanted to play.
It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.
"I happened to choose a type that is easy to be suppressed," Mu Kezhi frowned, "Why did you choose this." β
Why did you choose this?
Zhu Luan looked at the musicians in the music shed who looked cold and refused to cooperate, and realized.
There's still this one waiting here.
It's worse than when I tried it in the township.
During the township audition, the musician was reluctant to let her arrange the music out of her own dignity and arrogance, but at this time, the musician on the audition field was ...... It's not that simple.
After all, I will try the musicians in the music booth...... The Great Zhou court.
At this time, these court musicians refused to provide Zhu Luan with musical instruments.
This is unprecedented in the history of the Great Zhou examination.
Zhu Luan took a step back and left the music shed, looking up at the examiners at the top of the list.
"Adult, the little girl wants to play music, but the musician doesn't want to give it to her."
The girl's voice was calm, but clear.
Ruthlessly put such a small action on the table.
The high platform exploded with a bang!
On the observation deck on the mountainside, many nobles also frowned when they heard the words from the military attachΓ©.
Not to mention that if the lady is an ordinary candidate, if she encounters this kind of difficulty on this occasion, she will only obediently swallow this bitter fruit, after all, even if she comes publicly, it is not a glorious thing.
Music doesn't have to be a musical instrument to be made, and if it gets bigger, it will leave a bad impression on the examiner.
Sure enough, the examiners on the high platform frowned, turned sideways and said a few words to the scribes beside them.
A thin scribe walked up to Zhu Luan and said with a smile.
"Zhu Jieyuan, the instrument belongs to the musician, whether you are willing to lend it to the candidates, you need to discuss it with the musicians, Miss Zhu."
Yes.
It is customary for musicians to lend instruments to candidates, not the ancestral system.
I see.
I need to discuss it with the musician. Also, musical instruments are private objects after all.
At that time, the candidates were brought by their families in advance and sent to the entrance after inspection.
I don't know who borrowed the head of the instrument, after all, the instrument of the court musician is of the highest quality, and there is no need to check it, which is convenient and fast.
Finally, a convention is formed.
But if the musician doesn't borrow it, there's really no way, after all, you can't force them, right?
Otherwise, this move will be bullying before entering the officialdom, and this is still necessary?
After all, Juzi himself knows in advance that he wants to choose music, and if he doesn't prepare an instrument, you are to blame.
Yes, Zhu Luan smiled, if you didn't know in advance that you would choose music, then there should be no way to go to heaven and no way to go down to earth at this time.
Perfect.
Layers of pressing, occupying all the truth, interlocking.
What a good strategy.
Zhu Luan stepped back and looked at the court musician with unfamiliar faces in the music shed again.
Everyone hugged the instrument in their arms, as if they were holding their own three-generation son.
"Miss Zhu, don't think about it, we will never accept a woman touching our musical instruments." Le Zhengzheng, the leader, said rhetorically.
The audience began to boo.
"Also, these court musicians are so addicted to pleasure, how can they allow women to blaspheme......"
"was played by a woman, isn't that just like the Qinlou Chu Pavilion...... I can't stand it if I want to......"
"How can a court musician's sacred instrument be touched by a woman!"
Sacred?
Zhu Luan's eyes were slightly cold.
People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and happiness is the same in the eyes of these people.
The same piano is played differently by men and women.
Historically, court musicians have only accepted men.
Even if they are people with unparalleled skills in the market, their music is still only a lower riba person, and in the eyes of the people of the Great Zhou, they are not as good as these spring and white snow.
Naturally, everyone's talented female music will not be so derogatory, but the music in the boudoir cannot be transmitted out of the boudoir.
Otherwise, misconduct.
Listening to the discussion of everyone in the audience, the corners of the scribes on the side flashed a smug smile.
"Zhu Jieyuan, do you want to compare?"
Familiar words.
Zhu Luan raised her head and smiled at the scribe standing in front of her triumphantly.
"Of course it's better." She said.
The smile on the scribe's face froze.
"Do you want to compare?"
He wanted to shout loudly, "What else do you want to compare, but all he can see is the back of this woman."
The woman actually left the music shed and walked to the stage, treating him as nothing.
"You ......" The scribe caught up from behind in a rage, and at this time, the Gao Tai noticed Zhu Luan's actions and began to whisper.
"Not yet? What else could she do? β
At this moment, a woman's sneer came from a distance, and it seemed to come from the mountainside.
"This woman isn't going to sing, is she?"
This stone shook a thousand waves, and a malicious snickering suddenly sounded around him.
"yes, can't you still sing instead of pretending to play music?"
"It must be better than the Oiran of the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, right? After all, is it a female Xie Yuan? β
These ridicules lingered in the mountains and forests, but the girls on the stage ignored them and did not slow down.
"Hey! Hold it! The scribe shouted as if someone was backing him.
Zhu Luan stopped, and the scribe was a little proud, just waiting for the woman to turn around and say the lines she had prepared.
However, Zhu Luan did not turn around at all.
The girl stood quietly in the center of the stage.
The taunt buzzed, but the voice grew quieter.
Something seemed wrong with the atmosphere.
This is.
There was nothing in front of the girl.
People can't think of anything else she can do? Could it be that you have conjured up a ...... out of thin air?
At this time, Zhu Luan suddenly raised his head and said quietly into the air.
"I'll lend you a piano."
Everyone looked at the lonely girl in amazement, is this crazy or stupid? Talking to the air? What the......
And yet at this very moment.
There is no wind on the high platform, and a slight dust is rolled up.
The next moment, a black shadow flew in the air!
Zhu Luan smiled slightly.
"Jean comes."