It was completely dark.

The cold moonlight shrouded the Wuqu Hidden Screen Peak.

Princess Jinyang stood in a condescending position, and could see six side-by-side fields, only the third side of the field was exceptionally crowded.

Even though the dance was over, there was no trace of the crowd dispersing.

Third sideline.

Summer insects are rampant, but the people gathered around the high platform are unaware.

Duan Lizheng stared at the high platform.

It was very quiet, and all the people were still staring blankly at the stage, and it seemed that the woman was the only one who came out of that world.

After watching her salute the examiner neatly, he walked to the sidelines and handed the halberd in his hand to the tall guard.

"Thank you for the halberd." Zhu Luan said to the guard.

The tall guard's rough face still had tears on it, and he felt like he was dreaming as he watched the girl walk towards him with a halberd.

And looking at the halberd that belonged to me in front of me, I felt as if I didn't know it.

Is the halberd that has just crossed the air countless times really his own weapon?

He is not good at music, and he is not blessed to enjoy singing and dancing, but it does not prevent his heart from beating like a drum.

The guard in front of him didn't react for a long time, Zhu Luan smiled and stuffed the halberd into the guard's hand.

The cool pole was in hand, and the guards reacted and held it tightly.

Zhu Luan smiled and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly there was the sound of military boots rubbing the ground in her ears, and the guards in front of her looked at her stunned for a few seconds, the halberd slammed the ground, straightened her back, and retreated to hold her fists.

It's like you're facing an army commander.

A military salute was given to her.

The eyes of the other soldiers around widened, and the real commander frowned, but after thinking about it, there was no scolding.

Zhu Luan was a little surprised, then returned a salute and smiled, and left to walk towards the stairs.

And at this time, as if startled by the sound of a halberd chopping the ground, applause rang out around the high platform.

The applause came from nowhere, and everyone couldn't help but applaud when they came back to their senses.

But it was different from Duan Lizheng's stormy and long-lasting applause at that time.

The initial applause was like a tide, but the people who were clapping their hands frantically before waking up like a dream, looking at Zhu Luan, who handed over the halberd on the high platform and turned back into an ordinary girl, looked at each other.

The people and students who had taunted her before going on the stage secretly put down their slapping palms, pretending that nothing had happened and looking around, their faces were a little hot.

Zhu Luan walked to the staircase, and an old voice suddenly came from behind him.

"This young lady, please stay."

Zhu Luan turned around, and the white-haired musician in the music shed stood up, holding the broken pipa in his hand.

"Huasler." Zhu Luan glanced at him.

"Your lute works so well." Then he looked at the young musician beside him who had knocked over the pen and ink, "Master Mo Xuan's flute is too." ”

"He is worthy of being a musician of the Huizhou official family." Zhu Luan said.

The smile on the woman's face was calm and sincere, and there was no flaw in it, but it sounded sarcastic to the ears of the musicians.

Huasler looked at the lute in his hand.

What they played was no longer the traditional ambush, and as the dance progressed, they couldn't help but play music that was not on the scoremap.

It was music he had never heard before.

"There are a few arrangements that need to be changed, so I'll write them down on paper."

That's what she said at the time, and then he refused.

But he achieved his goal through dance.

Looking at the woman in front of him without any grievances, the old man had a complicated expression.

"That tune ......," Wasler said.

He wanted to ask, did she make up the music herself? But halfway through, I can't ask.

Zhu Luan was slightly stunned, and then looked at Huasler with a smile.

"Can't a woman get involved in arrangement?" She repeated what he had said on one side.

It is the first time that the Wasler-Philharmonic has been obsessed with this situation for a lifetime.

After 30 years as a musician, he knows that he can influence musicians to play music with dance, and this woman's ability is a real thing.

It was the best ten-sided ambush he had ever played in his life.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to play that kind of pipa again in my life.

Looking at the lute in his hand, remembering the tune he had played earlier, an unimaginable sense of shame suddenly flooded over Wasler's heart.

"It's the old man who is narrow-minded." Huasler suddenly raised his head, his cloudy old eyes lit up, and he turned around and picked up the knife on the case.

"Teacher, what are you going to do!" The young musician next to him was shocked.

With a bang, the old man picked off the last string on the lute.

"The old man has no place to be ashamed, and he has been sealing the piano since then."

"Teacher, don't do it!" Some young musicians pounced, but the older musicians were silent, because Wasler's words were like a certainty.

The crowd of onlookers also stirred.

The young musician looked at Zhu Luan hatefully, but the face of the girl in front of him was not as proud as they thought.

Zhu Luan shook his head, stepped forward and reached out to stroke the broken strings of the pipa.

"It's not necessary." She smiled and said, "If every musician who plays music for women is sealed, there will be no one to play music for women in the future." ”

Huasle looked up.

"I have a friend who is also the best at playing the pipa," Zhu Luan said with a smile, "She probably wouldn't want to see a pipa master seal the piano because of me." ”

The old man's expression softened.

"In the future, if I need to dance, is Mr. Hua willing to play the pipa for me?" Zhu Luan asked with a smile.

The old man thought for a second, then nodded silently.

"Thank you first," Zhu Luan smiled and beckoned to the musician and the others, "I'll meet you soon," and then turned around and walked down the stairs.

There was a sigh of embarrassment around, and many people's attention was attracted by the old musician.

Duan Lizheng's eyes stayed on Zhu Luan, and then noticed that she did not go down the stairs from the exit, but returned the same way and went down to the candidate passage. Just a second before the girl's figure disappeared into the staircase, Duan Lizheng vaguely saw that she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Duan Lizheng's heart tightened, and he immediately squeezed out of the crowd.

"Let's go!" The crowd around found out that it was Duan Ergongzi, and immediately avoided it.

The candidate's passage was empty, Zhu Luan walked down the stairs and saw Duan Lizheng walking towards her.

Seeing her walk down intact, Duan Lizheng breathed a sigh of relief, and he greeted him, "Why are you ......?"

Zhu Luan smiled, and his body suddenly rushed forward.

Poof. Not laughter. A mouthful of blood spurted out from between Zhu Luan's lips. It all fell on Duan Lizheng

Duan Lizheng's eyes widened, but before he could ask, the blood that fell on him suddenly burned.

The firelight illuminated the boy's stunned face.

And at this time, the loud voices of the people suddenly came from outside the venue.

"Hey! The results of the Xiangzhou Township Test next door have come out! ”

The messenger's voice was full of strangeness.

"You know what? There is a civil and military double solution in Shanzhou! ”

The people outside exploded.

It is expected that the results of the township test in neighboring states will come out, but the news of the civil and military double solution is indeed too rare.

"Who?" "Whose son!"

"Well...... the messenger teased Guan Zi and dragged out his voice, until he was scolded by the people around him.

"Don't blame me for selling Guanzi, it's really that this son's name has never been heard before!"

"What's it called?" "Haven't you heard of it?"

The messenger shouted.

"Listening to the news from Shanzhou, the surname is Song, and the name is not clear, it seems that the word Huaizhu is the table." The messenger slapped his hands fiercely, "Yes, it's called Song Huaizhu!" Song Jieyuan! ”

Song Jieyuan.

Song Huaizhu.

All the sounds around him suddenly disappeared in Zhu Luan's ears.