Yang Yi smiled and said to the child: "Dear little friend, you guessed right, I am Yang Yi, the dragon knight, can you take me to see that bard?"

"Of course, he plays the harp so well, I'd like to hear it again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"I'll go, I'll go......"

It's the nature of children to join in the fun, anyway, Yang Yi has already moved, just let Gretel do the rest, Yang Yi simply cleaned up, followed a group of children to see Andre, bypassed seven or eight alleys, a street, and came to the market at the east gate of the city, where the city wall was on the right side of the market, Yang Yi saw a group of people around.

Under the unique lyrical voice of the harp, a person is singing the story of the dragon knight loudly, although he can't see anyone, but Yang Yi can still hear Andre's voice, because there is a faint sadness and temptation in his voice, it is precisely because of this temptation that there are too many people around Andre, at least one or two hundred people, and they all seem to be a little fascinated by it.

Yang Yi squeezed inward, he was very blind, and it took him a long time to squeeze in, but Andre lowered his head, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he played the harp coolly, and he didn't see Yang Yi at all, at this time the song of the Dragon Knight was only half played, Yang Yi was not in a hurry, thinking about waiting for Andre to finish singing and then greeting him, he stood and listened quietly.

The dragon knight said: "Helping the princess and fighting evil is what every prince should do, although I am a prince in distress, but glory and pride have never left me, I will fight like a madman to help you deal with the evil queen, save justice, and get my glory......"

What a touching story, the Dragon Knight is really a hero...... Yang Yi was a little moved when he heard it, the people around him were listening quietly, and the singing echoed in everyone's ears like a cry, just when everyone was intoxicated with the story, two people squeezed in from the outside, one of them was wearing tattered armor, and hit the long sword in his hand with a stone, making a bell...... The sound of tremors destroyed the beautiful sound of the harp.

It was only at this time that Andre raised his head, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw Yang Yi, he couldn't help but be stunned, his face showed joy, Yang Yi smiled at him, his eyes picked up in the direction where the voice came, Andre understood what Yang Yi meant, looked at the opposite side, and saw the crowd separated, squeezing in an old man in his sixties, gray hair, holding a delicate harp, dressed very clean and elegant, followed by a man in the prime of life wearing tattered armor, the person who struck the long sword with a stone was him, with a horse rein on his arm, and a listless thin horse behind him。

The old man's dress looks like a bard, Yang Yi has a feeling, the old thing is here to smash the field, standing still, Andre's single eye flashed a glimmer of light, also very calm, sure enough, the old man is here to smash the field, blowing his beard and glaring at Andre shouted: "You are not singing a real epic, you are simply embarrassing the bard!"

The old man shouted, and someone in the crowd said, "Look, look, the bard Ka Miao has come to drive away the new bard again, and there is a lot of excitement to see ......."

"Yes, yes, as long as it's a new bard outside, this old thing will come to make trouble, and this year he has driven out more than a dozen foreign bards......"

Yang Yi doesn't feel strange at all, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, that's all the same, Andre is so good, there is temptation in his singing, he can attract people's attention so quickly, Ka Miao, who has a place in Hanover, will of course have a sense of crisis, it is reasonable to get rid of Andre, and he can also brush up his sense of existence.

Bards generally follow the old bards to learn the skills of chanting, and follow the instructor to wander around until they learn the skills of bards and can take care of themselves, many bards have a very poor background, either orphans or vagabonds, because the bard's poetry is relatively easy to understand, so it is often difficult for those scholars with official status, but the bard does not have a strong sense of community. In fact, many bards were highly competitive with each other, jealous of each other's reputation, and each protected its sphere of influence.

Bards don't have a group, it's just a plate of scattered sand, real bards are proud and lonely, and don't bother to fight for anything, that's why there is today's scene, Yang Yi really wanted to see Andre's reaction, and his ability to deal with things, so he didn't intervene, but nodded at Andre, signaling that he was there.

Andre smiled at Yang Yi, indicating that he was not nervous and afraid, obviously he had experienced these difficulties before, Andre didn't even bother to look at Ka Miao again, but lowered his head and adjusted the harp, and asked lightly: "Excuse me, what is real poetry, and how can I disgrace the bard?"

"A true bard, you sing a heroic epic, not a country legend, but you are a country legend, what a bullshit dragon knight, I have never heard of it, but I am singing about the great Gehr the Great, you should leave Hanover, the capital of the great Ottiman Empire, because this is not a place to hide filth......"

Ka Miao said very righteously, but Andre didn't accept the invitation at all, he still looked calm, oh and said: "I'm a country boy, what's wrong with playing and singing country legends? Is there a law that bards are not allowed to sing country legends?"

Of course, there is no such clause in the laws of that country, because bards are very popular, and sometimes they are invited into the castles of nobles, and the noblewomen, ladies, and samurai of the whole castle will sit around the bards according to their status and listen to the bards tell their stories.

In this backward world, the role of bards is equivalent to entertainment, not only popular with the nobles, but also popular with the common people, so bards are not picky, they can play and sing in the castle, in the countryside, in the wilderness, by the river, in the crisp pastures, grasslands, they can play and sing their stories.

The epic of the Eight Classics, everyone doesn't know how many times they have listened to it, what people really like to listen to is the rural legend, which is why the song of the dragon knight can be so popular and spread so quickly, because it is fresh enough.

Andre scolded Ka Miao, and he was very good, Yang Yi was a little uncomfortable for Ka Miao, yes, if there is no law prohibiting it, why would you drive Andre away? But Yang Yi underestimated Ka Miao, obviously many bards had asked him such things before, so he didn't stump Ka Miao, but Shi Shiran said: " It is true that there is no such law forbidding bards to sing country legends, but please do not forget that this is the capital of the great Ottoman Empire, the city of Hanover, where only true art, real bards, and those who are not in the country and those who do not make it to the high can only be cleared out. ”

Yang Yi didn't understand the superiority of this old thing? Andre also didn't understand, looked at Ka Miao with one eye, and said: "I am indeed a country boy, and I have not heard your so-called real poetry, so do you want to play and sing a song for me? Let me also learn and learn." ”

Andre said the poem that he wanted to teach Ka Miao, and the onlookers who ate melons were excited, what a lively show, and suddenly someone shouted: "Ka Miao, you just sing a song, let him listen to it, and let us listen to it." ”

"What's so good to hear, it's not the same old thing, it's definitely still Emperor Geer. There were also people in the crowd who didn't buy it, but Ka Miao didn't hear it, and waved his hand triumphantly to the attendant behind him, signaling to move a small bench for him, but his attendant didn't know where he picked it up, a little stupid, and didn't understand what he meant, and said to Ka Miao with a confused face: "Master, your harp is in your hand!"

The bard sang poetry, usually seated, because of the musical instruments, and it was obvious that Ka Miao wanted a bench, and the crowd around him erupted in laughter, which was too cola...... Ka Miao's nose almost lost his breath, and he shouted to his stupid attendant, "Fool, my lord wants a wooden stool." ”

If it was another attendant, he must have hurriedly taken the wooden bench off the horse's back, but he didn't expect that this attendant of Ka Miao not only looked stupid, but really stupid, and actually muttered: "Follow you, only give ten copper coins a day, put such a big shelf, if you want a wooden bench, just say wooden stool, just wave your hand, how do I know what you want?"

Boom! There was another burst of laughter in the crowd, Yang Yi laughed, ten copper coins a day, this attendant hired by Ka Miao is really a fool, think about it, in a super city like Hanover, ten copper coins a day, you can also hire a fool to be an attendant, Ka Miao's face was blue for a while, white for a while, obviously angry by his attendant.

However, Ka Miaoduan was an old fritter, took a deep breath, and returned to normal, took the wooden stool in the hands of the stupid attendant, simply sat down, plucked the harp in his hand, and said to Andrei: "Let you know what is the real poetry, what is the real bard, I play the epic, Geer the Great!"

Karl moved his fingers, and the notes flowed like water, and despite how unpopular the bard looked, he still had some work in his hands, and after a string of preludes, Karl sang: "Oh, the supreme Gehr!" The sword smashed all forty millstones, split all the forty buffalo skins, and split the murderous demon Merrick in two, and plunged seven feet into the earth from his forehead to his thighs, reaching the black waters, and if they did not close the holes, they would flood the world with water......"