The voice is better than Qing Yuxuan's other song, but it is difficult for a clear strongman!

"The winner is clear, do you want to mess around?" Jin Chen raised his eyebrows, his phoenix eyes were full of anger, and he was a little angry.

"He hasn't even touched a musical instrument, how can he say that he has a clear victory?" The voice was unrelenting.

Qing Yuxuan's mind had already locked on the person who was shouting, only to see him standing far away in the crowd, hiding his head behind a person, bowing his head deeply, just blindly pulling his neck and shouting.

Usually shouting like this, the expression is very angry, but this guy obviously looks weak-hearted, lest others recognize him.

Zuo Mingtang's face was silent, but a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

This person is the back hand he arranged in advance, in case Qingyuling wins, no matter what the reason, he must find out, even if he finds a bone in the egg, he must overturn Qingyuling's victory!

Qing Yuxuan's divine thoughts were just swept once, and he already understood everything. He sneered in his heart, and said in his heart, if you know that I am the one who played the big book of Xiaoao Jianghu in the Yunyin Pavilion of Juzhou......"

"I'm afraid I will never rush to give myself a chance to perform, the emotional sorrow is indeed perfect, but it can also be divided into three, six, nine and other drops in perfection.

"The so-called justice is in the hearts of the people, and since some people have raised doubts, then I will play a song for everyone. Lest someone pick a bone in the egg and blindly play tricks! Do you think I'm right, Mr. Zuo? Qing Yuxuan looked at Zuo Mingtang with a smile.

"That's nature, if you want to win, you have to be really overwhelming!" Zuo Mingtang smiled slightly and said, "The victory and defeat are clear, but you can't just rely on playing tricks." ”

"Yes, but when it comes to subverting the idea of winning or losing, you can't just talk about it." Qing Yuxuan said with a smile, "It's even more impossible to rely on some shady means to use some people who don't even dare to show their faces." ”

"The benevolent brother who spoke, since you have the courage to speak, why not stand up generously, I can guarantee that I will never pursue it, whether what you say is your personal will or represents the will of others!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Jin Chen burst out laughing.

With his strength, he has naturally discovered that person.

And Qing Yuxuan and Zuo Mingtang's verbal argument also made her instantly figure out everything that happened in front of her.

Since coming here, I have never seen Zuo Mingtang say a word to this person, it seems that this person must have been arranged by Zuo Mingtang in advance.

I didn't expect this person's thoughtful and thoughtful thinking to such a point, and he planned defeat before he thought about victory, and he actually arranged everything in advance.

But because of this, the defense against Zuo Mingtang in my heart is even greater!

So, all his previous actions, and all the actions that made him feel warm, weren't all carefully designed by this person? What is he trying to do to please himself?

Or rather...... What is the left family going to do?

In Jin Chentian's heart, for the first time, the height of this problem was raised to the height of the entire Zuo family, and he couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart!

"Brother Liu, the younger brother didn't expect that there would be today's meeting, and he didn't have a musical instrument with him, so he had to borrow his brother's Taiyu flute to use it." Qing Yuxuan smiled.

Liu Xinqu agreed with a smile, took out the jade flute, wiped it in the water very carefully, and then held the jade flute with a white silk and sent it over for Qing Yuxuan.

This kind of practice, among the Heavenly Punishment Pure Peak, is the greatest respect for a Lile person for his peers!

Originally, as a member of the Liu Xinqu music scene, he insisted on his own position, and it was impossible to lend the musical instruments that he never left to others.

But in Liu Xinqu's actions, everyone can clearly feel an atmosphere.

That is, Qing Yuling borrowed the jade flute from Liu Xinqu to play music, and what should really feel honored and honored is Liu Xinqu himself and the jade flute!

Qing Yuxuan took the flute in his hand, and felt that his hand was as light as nothing, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and said, "Good flute." ”

Holding this jade flute in his hand, he can hardly feel the weight.

I believe that only the extremely rare light spirit jade can do it!

"A good flute must also be matched with good people. This jade flute is in my hands, but it is a bit ruined. Now I can only hope for Brother Qing, hoping that it can make a different voice in the hands of Brother Qing. Liu Xinqu smiled lonely and slowly retreated.

"Brother Liu is too humble." Qing Yuxuan smiled faintly, looked at the jade flute in his hand, and said softly, "The song I am about to play was written by a woman, and it has been handed down for thousands of years......

"Or is it the jealousy of the red face, this peerless red fan, the beauty of the country, the life of the sorrowful, the body is weak, before the age of twenty, he has died, a generation of the world's red face, disappeared in the dust, people can't help but sigh."

"However, due to our remote location, this piece has never been circulated, and it is only a coincidence that I was fortunate enough to learn this Xiao song. Today, I will play it and share it with you. ”

As soon as he said this, many people on the judges' bench pricked up their ears.

Obviously, this is another piece of music that no one has ever heard before, and it was composed by a woman!

"Although this girl has a charming appearance, because of her weak body, she lingers on the sickbed all year round and rarely goes out."

"The biggest pleasure in ordinary times is just to watch the flowers bloom in front of the court, and watch the clouds in the sky...... On that day, the flowers in the garden were in full bloom, and she enjoyed it for a day, and her heart was very happy, and she planned to go again tomorrow! ”

"But that night, there was a strong wind, and it rained lightly, and thousands of flowers in full bloom withered overnight......" Qing Yuxuan said this, and Jin Chen couldn't help but let out a soft 'ah'.

The heart of this woman will inevitably be extremely sad, especially this woman is still sick all the year round, her heart will be weak, and it will be even more unbearable to ruin her little pleasure due to natural changes?

Sure enough, I only heard Qing Yuxuan say, "When she heard the sound of wind and rain at night, she was already anxious, and when it was just dawn the next day, she got up and went to the garden to see her favorite flowers." ”

"But in front of her, there is a miserable red ground......

"She was very sad, yesterday it was a thousand purple flowers, but today it has withered like this, but she is sad, she can't bear to let these petals be crushed in the dust, so she swept up all the petals all over the ground, filled them with sachets, and buried them......"

"Just when she buried the flowers, she suddenly thought of herself, how could she not be such a flowery age, but she was seriously ill, or she would soon die, so who can bury flowers today, and who will bury herself tomorrow?"

"Either it is because of the sadness of the scene, or because of the heart, this strange woman improvised a poem called "Funeral Flower Yin", and the song I am going to play today is the flute song composed by her own hands."

"And that woman passed away within three days of the lyrics and music being scored......"

"Hearing what Brother Qing said, the younger brother really can't wait to listen to this song "Funeral Flower Yin"." Jin Chen's eyes were full of longing.

He said with great interest, "But before Brother Qing plays, can you write down this poem first?" ”

"Brother Chentian asked for it, naturally he can." Qing Yuxuan said very generously.

Jin Chen waved his hand, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were sent up, placed in front of her, and said with a smile, "Brother Qing just recite, and the younger brother will complete this record duty." ”

"That's very good." Qing Yuxuan understood what he meant, and he might have to try his calligraphy for a while, so it was better not to show his hole cards for the time being.

The two of them are like singing double reeds, you say a word to me, and no one else will render the atmosphere of this song.

Before the funeral flower chant began to play, it had already penetrated into the hearts of the people and tugged at everyone's heartstrings.

Tell a moving story first, arouse the resonance in people's hearts, and then write the relevant lyrics, show it in front of everyone, and finally officially play this song, which can undoubtedly make this song more powerful than ever!

With Jin Chen's brush dipped in ink, under the gentle recitation of Qing Yuxuan, the "Funeral Flower Yin", which was once popular in China, almost all men, women and children can be catchy Dream of Red Mansions, in this different world, finally bloomed its unique brilliance!

"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense? The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring twilight, and is full of sorrow and has nowhere to complain; Hand hoe the flower out of the embroidered boudoir, endure the falling flowers back and forth. ”

"The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei; Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year? The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless. ”

"Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it will not be poured into the empty nest of the beam. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost and sword are strictly pressing; When can the bright and fresh beauty be, it is difficult to find it once adrift. ”

"Flowers are easy to see and difficult to find, and the front of the steps is sad to kill and bury flowers; Leaning on the flower hoe alone to secretly shed tears, sprinkling empty branches and seeing blood marks. The cuckoo was speechless at dusk, and the hoe returned to cover the door; The green light shines on the wall, and the cold rain knocks on the window and is not warm. Blame the slave for hurting the gods? ”

"Half for the spring of pity and half of the spring of annoyance; The pity of the spring suddenly disappeared with annoyance, and then there was no word to hear. Last night, the sad song outside the court was released, do you know that it is the soul of a flower and the soul of a bird? ”

"The soul of the flower and the soul of the bird are always difficult to stay, and the bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed; May the slave give birth to wings and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. At the end of the day, where is the incense hill? If you don't collect the beautiful bones, you can cover the wind with a pinch of pure land; The essence is clean and clean, which is better than dirt and ditches. ”

"Now that you are dead, Nong will be buried, and you don't know when Nong will be mourned? Nong is burying flowers and laughing idiots, who does he know when he buries Nong? Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies of old age; Once the spring is full of red faces, the flowers fall and people die without knowing! ”

With Qing Yuxuan's recitation and Jin Chen's writing, everyone was immersed in this sad but beautiful and elegant verse. I want to talk about "The Little Demon Princess" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~