Xiang Thirty-seven sadly found that Gu Wen's gameplay had been upgraded again.

He started singing a new song from time to time.

Singing is actually okay, even if it is vague, the lyrics can barely be memorized, but what about the tune?

Xiang Thirty-Seven went crazy. With his incomplete voice, even if he listens to it ten times, he can't sing the tune.

As for notation, Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, Dolaimi, or stave have never learned. I have never heard of being a Praetorian Guard and studying music theory, and the Praetorian Guard is not a court musician.

In the evening, Xiang Thirty-Seven confirmed that Gu Wen was asleep, so he opened the enchantment, barely sorted out Gu Wen's words and deeds today, and began to transmit it from the Praetorian Guard Headquarters.

The headquarters of the Great Chu Imperial City Guards, in a heavily guarded palace on the edge of the Imperial City. The palace has black walls and iron tiles, the watchtower is towering, and two teams of guards stand solemnly at the door. The patrol came and went like flowing water.

It's a daunting place.

But in recent days, in the middle of the night, the Praetorian headquarters has suddenly become crowded.

On the second watch, one after another luxury carriages drove into the Praetorian Guard headquarters. The guards seldom intercepted and questioned.

The carriage entered the middle gate and then stopped in the square in front of the central hall of the headquarters, and the distinguished guests stepped down from the carriage one after another.

Half of this group of people have a crown and a broad belt, and their hair is gray or completely white, and almost all of them are grandmasters and Confucians.

Although some of them were only wearing commoners' cloth clothes, they obviously didn't need to kneel and salute when they saw the emperor.

The other half are much younger, there are princes in python robes, noble sons in gold and jade, and even many beautiful women with graceful postures, Gao Ruan Jiali is also among them.

This group of people bowed to each other, bowed to each other, and seemed very familiar.

"Lord Xu, are you here again, are you going to take down a poem or a word this time?"

"Hehe, Dean Chen, after four days of filming, I am already empty, and this time I came to join in the fun. The Imperial Academy of Literature is strong, and it must be a full load today. ”

"Where, where, I don't know what's going on with that person lately, there are fewer and fewer poems, but more songs. There are a lot more opportunities for young people. ”

Wu Jiayin was holding the ukulele and was teasing with another group of beautiful girls:

"Dou Shiyi, you have all taken two songs, today you have to let us be a little more beautiful. ”

The girl on the opposite side is called Dou Shiyi, who is tall and has long legs, fair complexion, deep facial features, and slightly green eyes, and is actually a mixed-race child.

She smiled sweetly: "How dare we say goodbye to Gao Ruan Jiali, as soon as Sister Yuanyuan's fourth aunt speaks in Cining Palace, our ancient and modern combination will be blocked, and we can only pick up guests in Yihong Courtyard." ”

Gao Yuanyuan, who was wearing a Suluo skirt, has recently been somewhat reduced, with a thin waist and shaved shoulders, which makes the chest invincible.

She smiled slightly and said, "Sister Dou is still so funny when she speaks, be careful to make that favorite concubine look bad." ”

The two teams of tough girls in the background are the top two in the Da Chu pop band, and when they meet together, they are inextricably linked.

As he spoke, the middle door opened, and Deng Huaixian, the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, strode out of it.

Deng Huaixian, known as the "black-faced judge", did not have a dark face at all today, and he hugged his fists with a spring breeze and greeted a large number of people at the door:

"Lord Xu, are you here again?"

"Dean Chen, there have been a lot of young talents in your literary school recently, and they are really thriving. ”

"Tianxiao Marquis, how many bags of Night Pearls have you prepared today to smash people?"

......

Even Gao Yuanyuan, Dou Shiyi and others, Deng Huaixian also greeted them one by one, making them feel like a big shopkeeper at home.

He was still here to greet him, and the people below were already impatient.

An old man in purple rushed and said: "Don't be verbose, Deng Heimian, it's only serious to take out the dry goods quickly." ”

Everyone responded for a while: "Zhao Zhongcheng is reasonable, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, let's go back to sleep after grabbing it." I'm going to have an early morning pilgrimage tomorrow. ”

"That's it, we have to go back to make up for the beauty sleep, I stay up so late every day, and my skin is about to wrinkle. ”

"Old Marquis Zhu, you are ninety-six, and if you don't have wrinkles, you will be a monster. ”

"Don't mention old age to me, I'm not old-hearted, and I'm going to go to Kyoto Opera to see the new students tomorrow. ”

"Admire Admire"

Deng Xianhuai was robbed of white, still smiling, stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said loudly:

"Today that man has not produced much, only a poem, a word, a story and a lyric. ”

Wu Jiayin was dissatisfied: "Why are there only lyrics? Don't you know how to memorize music in the Praetorian Guard? This service is not customer-oriented at all, customer-centric." Just look at the lyrics, how do you sing them? ”

Deng Xianhuai smiled bitterly: "Miss Wu, this is a mistake in our work. ”

"We have reached a strategic cooperation with the palace music house, and arranged for top musicians to conduct crash courses in "Brief Score", "Five Lines Notation" and "Ancient Score" for all the guards. ”

"At the same time, we are also recruiting students from Yuefu who are willing to transfer to the Praetorian Guard. As long as you get a trick, you can immediately carry out training such as disguise, reconnaissance, and shorthand, hoping that it will come in handy in the near future. ”

Wu Jiayin was about to speak, but Gao Yuanyuan tugged on her sleeve, and Wu Jiayin stopped quietly.

Deng Xianhuai wiped the sweat from his forehead and led everyone to the Praetorian Guard Training Chapel, where an auctioneer with a white beard was already waiting.

Everyone ordered their official positions and sat down one after another.

Deng Xianhuai stood on the podium, took out four pieces of straw paper from his arms, and said loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, just now after the appraisal of Mr. Qianwen, a senior appraisal master of Jian Shibo, we have designated a poem as a first-class product and a sentence as a second-class product. ”

"As for the story and lyrics, because they are matched, we will auction them in groups, and this set of stories and lyrics will be set as first-class. ”

Deng Xianhuai added regretfully: "Mr. Xiang said that if there was no record of the composition in front of him, this group should be rated as a masterpiece." ”

There was a buzz underneath. There was a sparkle in the eyes of many people who were bound to win.

Deng Xianhuai was very satisfied with the reaction of everyone in the audience, let the auctioneer come to the stage to preside, and he sat in the corner happily.

The white-haired auctioneer walked slowly up to the podium, slowly took out a wooden hammer, and sorted out the four crumpled pieces of straw paper.

He moves slowly, but with a peculiar rhythm, solemn and focused.

Everyone in the audience was affected by his movements, and they all stopped whispering and prepared to start shopping.

The white-haired auctioneer knocked the hammer lightly and said loudly:

"Everyone, welcome to the seventh auction of the first right to publish Gu Wen's remarks, sponsored by Jane Shibo, a special member of the Inner Palace. ”

"I'm Dong Guo Jinming, a special auctioneer, and I'll preside over the auction of the following three groups of lots. ”

"Before that, I would like to remind you that everyone who came to this auction is obviously very fond of literature and music. ”

"And as good works of literature and music, the most respectful way to respect them is..."

"Like!", "Vote for recommendation!", "Monthly pass!", "Give away starting coins!"

Well, this one is messed up.

Dong Guo Jinming continued: "It is to let them spread it as soon as possible and in the largest range, so that all those who like it can hear and see it." ”

"So I personally advise everyone to auction sensibly. For a sneak peek, please remember to share it with everyone. ”

"Now I declare that the auction is open. ”

"The first auction item, Gu Wen said a word in his own mouth, and the evaluation grade was level two. ”

This sentence is full of historical weight, vicissitudes, sighs and ups and downs, suitable for people over 40 years old. ”

"If you have a deep literary foundation, you may be able to complete it and become a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages. ”

"The starting price is 100 gold coins, and each increase shall not be less than 10 gold coins. ”

"120", "150", "160", "200", ...... "250"...."You're only 250!300"

"500! Although I am not yet 40 years old, my mother named me 'Bu Confused', so my mood has been very vicissitudes since kindergarten.

"600! Chai is not confused, what kind of big cloves of garlic do you pretend, I, Yang Juwei, am not afraid of you!"

“700！”“800!”“ 1000！”“1200！”

“2000！”

In the end, Chai Bufu, the second son of King Xiping, still won the auction with the stupidity of many people.

He took out a stack of golden tickets and handed it to the captain of the Janissary who acted as a partner, and said in pain:

"Oops! This time the loss is big, at least two less visits to Xiao Taohong's house. ”

Chai Bufu took a crumpled piece of straw paper, opened it with the sleeves of his robe and glanced at it, and suddenly smiled:

"Great! Great! Gu Wen is actually my bosom friend, this word is so appetizing, 'the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind'. ”

"Mom doesn't have to worry about me pretending to be B and running out of capital. ”

But listening to a burst of wild laughter beside him, Yang Juwei blew out of the door like a gust of wind:

"'The wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind'! I'm going to let Wen Susu's pretentious little smash me today and fall to her knees under my kilt. Speed!"

"Oops! How did I read it all? I don't have to pretend this time, woo woo ......"