The door of the Ram's Mansion was opened before dawn, and this was the third day.

On the fourth watch, the gatekeeper Lao Chen got out of the hot quilt, tightened his belt, and took more than ten sleepy-eyed Xiaoqingmen to start a big cleaning in the cold, compared with the past, they will sweep out four or five hundred meters away, the fallen leaves on the road should be cleaned, and the water on the road should be rushed to both sides of the road, Lao Chen's new standard: spotless.

The fourth watch, the fifth watch, swept for two hours, one by one the steam on the head of the small green door with a broom on the right side of the door with a bloody face, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, but Lao Chen did not rush into the door, a pair of old eyes, look here, look there, nervously check where there is something inappropriate.

The past three days of Lao Chen's life have been uncomfortable, but he has no complaints in his heart, and even his straight waist in the past has always maintained its due arc and is respectful.

The day before yesterday, the old ancestor suddenly came to the main gatehouse, saying that a distinguished guest was coming, he came to welcome the guest, let Lao Chen pay attention, but don't make a noise, from that moment on Lao Chen's legs and stomach have been soft until now, what kind of distinguished guest drove the old ancestor to greet in person, at least in the sixty years that he Lao Chen was on an errand.

Yesterday came two distinguished guests, an old and a young, the old one is full of spirit, the young one is full of nobility, at first glance it is a person who has been in a high position for a long time, they are all guests among the guests, the patriarch and more than ten powerful court owners welcomed the guests in, that scene Lao Chen still thinks of smacking his tongue, but such a distinguished guest, the ancestor did not even show his face.

Lao Chen doesn't dare to think about how sacred it should be to ask the ancestor to personally wait for the guests for three days, the more Lao Chen pondered, the more panicked he became, he was afraid that something was not good, something went wrong, and a bad one was not guaranteed!

Da-da-da-da!

The sound of horses' hooves, Lao Chen's ears moved, so early, who is it?

He turned around, two black spirit horses, one in front and one behind, as soon as he saw the spirit horse in front of him, Lao Chen's eyes couldn't take his eyes off, good spirit horse, first-class good horse, long legs and tall body, shiny fur, pure color, no miscellaneous hair, this is definitely a beauty in the horse, and the bloodline is noble, at least he has never seen such a high-quality spirit horse in Ram City.

The horse is already like this, not to mention the master, Lao Chen raised his eyes, white clothes and white yarn, light and elegant, not very old, quiet temperament with a touch of detachment, as if she was not a worldly person, for some reason, Lao Chen is a spirit, it is her! It must be her.

Lao Chen Chen bowed, turned around and ran, Lao Chen, who was in his eighties, was no less vigorous than those little Qingmen who had not grown their hair at the moment.

"Miss, why did this old man run away when he saw us?" the little girl came up with her horse.

The woman smiled faintly, "Wait a minute." ”

Hurried footsteps sounded, an old man with thick hair and a bun on his head walked out with Lao Chen, the old man saw the visitor, his eyes lit up, and he turned into two steps forward to salute: "The ram has seen two divine envoys on a sunny day, and the divine envoys have worked hard all the way." ”

The woman in white bowed and said, "Seniors don't have to be polite, where the responsibility lies, don't dare to say bitterness." ”

The old man bowed again: "Please also ask the divine envoy to enter the temple first, and the rest of the nine products of my Ram clan are waiting in the temple!"

The woman in white nodded, and moved forward, the ancestor of the Ram Clan, Ram Qingtian, hurriedly led the way, and Lao Chen took the reins from the hands of the two women with two trembling forces.

Go straight to the temple, oh my God! The other ancestors are still waiting, and Lao Chen's heart and liver are about to jump out of his chest.

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Kenchen-in.

The ancient bell ding, the guqin Zheng Zheng, the gong dong dong, the sheng flute whining, the large and small orchestras are interspersed among them, the music of the family, its sound of the emperor, its voice is dignified, its rhyme is heavy, its rhythm is sensen, the bell and drum are the king, the silk and bamboo are the ministers, the monarch and the minister are in the same voice, shocking the heart, and the soul of the people.

Such as Stale music, it makes people righteous, the wind of the family, it can be heard, the child stands respectfully, the maid is upright, the pharmacist lowers his eyebrows, and the old man groans.

The singer sings, chasing the ancestors and singing the ancestors, its voice is strong, its rhyme is elegant, the singer dances the sleeves, respectful, between the steps, has its own square inch, the demeanor is solemn, the dance posture is solemn, as if worshiping the ancestors, and like worshiping God.

Magnificent, magnificent, ram spring and autumn, long blessings.

The end of the fun, the end of the fun!

Silent for a long time.

Ram Chen's frowning brows slowly stretched, and he spoke: "I don't listen to big music, let's have some small music, light, cheerful." ”

The musicians were at a loss, they heard the dissatisfaction of the young master, and peeked at it, the young master's face was not good, and he was not happy!

Everyone was nervous again, it seems that they can listen to "Ram Spring and Autumn Fu" to the end, without shouting to stop in the middle, they are patient, and the young master is not satisfied!

All the musicians hurriedly gathered together, expressed their opinions, and after a while, they had a conclusion, and hurriedly summoned the singers and dancers, and informed them of the next repertoire, and the girls nodded.

The flute sounds, the flute sounds, the gongs and drums jingle, the cymbals beat, the board sounds, the piano is melodious, the ancient bell laughs, the gong calls, the sound of silk and bamboo is more lively, joyful, the New Year!

The singer's voice is sweet, the dancing girl is wonderful, a song and dance, joyful and wonderful.

The joy of celebrating the New Year "New Year's Praise".

At the end of the music, the old man hummed, the children laughed, the maid bent over, and the pharmacist shook his head, all happy.

Ram Chen's closed eyes opened, and he commented lightly: "It's too noisy, it's soft." After thinking about it, he added: "The kind that makes you completely relaxed, carefree, and drowsy." ”

This time, everyone understood, the musician understood, the singer understood, the dancing girl understood, except for the children, everyone understood, what kind of music did the young master listen to!

But it is precisely because you understand that you musicians are embarrassed, that kind of music is not elegant, it is the lowest music, and it can even be called lowly, falling into the dust, sinking into filth, eliminating people's souls, grinding people's will, you and me, the song of love, the sound of beauty.

"Could it be?" asked Ram Chen impatiently.

"Less...... Few...... Young master, let the villain discuss it!" said an old musician who was over half a hundred years old.

"Hmm!" the ram nodded, and the old man in the house sighed, "It's a young age, it's not good to learn!

The fat girl Qiu Ju peeked at her master, and secretly wondered in her heart: "Could it be that the young master has grown up?"

Pharmacist Sun smiled evilly, looking wise, only the little vulture was ignorant, grinning and smirking all the time, listening to everything is good, looking naïve and ignorant.

The musicians had too many concerns this time, and they argued for a while, until they saw that Ram Chen's face was getting heavier and heavier, and their hearts tightened, and they closed their mouths, they remembered the two bloodshed incidents that happened in Jianchen Courtyard not long ago, and the court was extremely terrifying in private, I heard that dozens of people died for the first time, and hundreds of people broke their legs and feet.

The second time was even more terrifying, I heard that the dead were all big people, and the Jianchen Courtyard was razed, and I don't know how many people died on the ground they were standing on.

Thinking that this was all done by the scrawny young man in front of him, everyone was panicked, and then saw that his eye sockets were deep, his eyes were cold, his cheeks were white, his teeth were white, and his lips were red.

There are forty-five of them, and whether they can walk out completely without falling one piece depends on his mood.

"Playing ...... Report...... Playing music!"

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