"Nothing."

Lin Lan shook his head slightly, and asked again, "Then how long has Yan Sanniang been at your house?" ”

Fan Qingyao knelt on the ground, bowed her head slightly, and then said in a low voice: "Madam...... It has been more than three years since I came to the house about my fifteenth birthday. ”

Lin Lan could see that she also hated Yan Sanniang in her heart, after all, she was occupied by an outsider, and let the whole family be slaves and servants, how could she not hate?

But in the face of demonic cultivators like Yan Sanniang, mortals were naturally unable to resist.

Yan Sanniang has been in this county guard mansion for more than three years, and she must have accumulated a deep authority, even if she is not in front of her, this eldest lady does not dare to say half a bad word.

"I've been a maid for more than three years, and I guess you haven't had much rest."

Lin Lan said casually: "I don't have anything to do here, you go and rest." ”

Fan Qingyao hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "Childe, you better let me stay, otherwise Madame, she may blame me, and you saved my family, Qingyao doesn't know how to repay it." ”

"Okay."

Lin Lan didn't care, "If you want to stay, stay, stand up first." ”

Only then did Fan Qingyao stand up and ask, "That'...... Need Qingyao do something? ”

"Doesn't seem like there's anything you need to do." Lin Lan thought for a while and asked, "What will you do?" ”

Fan Qingyao thought for a moment and said, "I can pinch your shoulders and beat your legs, it's not hot now, if it's hot, I can fan you all day, hmm...... It's been almost frost lately, and I can warm your bed. ”

Lin Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the official lady who looked soft and weak, obviously she was the temperament of everyone's lady, but she had already accepted the maid's life, and it seemed that she had long been used to bowing her head.

He knew that this mentality would not be reversed for a while, so he said, "Don't use it for the time being, will you have anything else?" Everyone's ladies, shouldn't they know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? ”

Fan Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and said a little gloomily: "I used to, but I haven't touched these much in the past few years." ”

"What's your favorite?" Lin Lan asked.

Fan Qingyao thought for a moment and said, "I like the piano and the pipa a very much. ”

Lin Lan sighed and asked, "Will it be now?" ”

"I'm afraid I'm a lot unfamiliar." Fan Qingyao shook her head and said.

Lin Lan said casually: "Anyway, it's okay, then you can play a few tunes for me." ”

"My piano has not been maintained and tuned for a long time, and I am afraid that the sound of the piano has changed." Fan Qingyao said: "The pipa is better, can I play a few pipa songs for your son?" ”

"Everything."

……

Half an hour later, Fan Qingyao knelt opposite Lin Lan, holding a five-string sandalwood pipa in her arms, gently plucked the ivory shaft, and after trying the timbre a few times, she looked up at Lin Lan and asked, "I don't know what song the son wants to hear?" ”

Lin Lan purely killed time, and didn't care what she played, so he said, "Just be good at it." ”

Fan Qingyao asked softly, "How is that son feeling now?" ”

"Mood?"

Lin Lan lazily sat back in his chair and said, "I'm in a bad mood, I'm a little bored, a little lonely, and a little confused, I want to kill, but I feel that it's not enough to kill." ”

"Murder?" Fan Qingyao was slightly stunned, and then said: "Childe, you are such a person who knows right from wrong, and the person you want to kill should be a wicked person, right?" ”

"I guess he's a bad person." Lin Lan bowed his head slightly, "It's just a human heart, the more you see, the harder it will become." ”

"It's a good thing that Childe has a heart to eliminate evil."

Fan Qingyao held the pipa in her arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "The slave family has a martial arts, maybe it is in line with the son's mind, but he hasn't played it for a long time, he may be a little unfamiliar, and I ask the son to forgive me." ”

Lin Lan nodded and didn't say anything.

Fan Qingyao thought about the pipa in her arms for a long time, then lowered her head and closed her eyes, stroked the strings with her fingertips, and began to pluck and play.

The sound of the piano is first formed, the prelude sounds, and after several successive more and more eager rounds, there is the intention of Jin Ge Iron Horse to surge, the first sound to grab people, and the killing intent rises, like the sound of war drums before the war, gradually excited, exciting.

Lin Lan was originally lazily leaning on the chair, half-squinting his eyes, ready to enjoy the performance of the ancients, but when he heard the prelude of this pipa song, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's ......"

He watched Fan Qingyao play this song with his eyebrows lowered and his head lowered, listening carefully, his heart became more and more suspicious, and he couldn't help but slowly recall the memories of this life.

After the memory of the previous life awakens, it is like experiencing the previous life again, but the memory of this life is much more vague and long-lasting.

At this time, in this familiar song, he gradually recalled a lot.

The memories of the past life and this life are also taken care of one by one.

After a while, the music came to an abrupt end.

Fan Qingyao opened her eyes a little embarrassed, and said apologetically: "Childe, I'm sorry, I haven't played this song for a long time, and I forgot the music score in the back." ”

Lin Lan was silent for a moment, but said, "The next one should be...... Ruler worker, six workers five six workers, ruler, B foot B four, together. ”

Fan Qingyao was stunned, thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but be surprised: "That's true, I didn't expect Lin Gongzi to also learn this tune?" ”

It's normal to know music scores, which is a basic skill for people who love music, but this song has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is relatively rare to know this ancient score.

Lin Lan didn't answer, but asked, "What's this song called?" ”

"You don't know?" Fan Qingyao glanced at Lin Lan a little strangely, and said, "This famous song is naturally 'ambush from all sides'. ”

"Sure enough......"

Lin Lan muttered and asked again, "Who is the person who composed the music?" ”

"O composer." Fan Qingyao said: "This song is already an ancient song more than 800 years ago, and there is a legend that it was composed by Tang Tianyuan, the first generation of our national teacher, and it is also said that it is the third disciple of the national teacher, the music and rhythm master, the qin saint 'Xiao Xuanxin'. ”

She paused, "But the most popular thing is that before the National Teacher led the army to fight the Battle of Yuanshui with the Southern Qi Dynasty, he casually played this piece with wine in front of the battle, and was memorized by the Qin Sheng, which is why this famous ambush has been passed down through the ages. ”

"National teacher, Tang Tianyuan......" Lin Lan silently read the name.

The memories that were pressed down by the memories of the past life seemed to erase the sealed dust and gradually became clearer.

He also remembered the history of the country 'Dayu', as well as the record of the first national teacher of Dayu 'Tang Tianyuan' in the history books.

Eight hundred years ago, when the world was in turmoil, Tang Tianyuan was born to help Yu Taizu unify the world, and became the national teacher of Dayu from the dragon's work, and he was the only one-word king in the history of Dayu...... Various policies and systems made Dayu's national strength stronger and stronger, and he died of illness in the twelfth year of Shenwu at the age of 71.

The world must be divided for a long time, Dayu has experienced many turbulences, eight hundred years have passed, the territory has long been divided, and he can only barely protect himself, but the reputation of this great teacher still spreads all over the world.

National Teacher, Emperor Teacher, King with a Different Surname, Poet Sage, Craftsman God, Literary Master, Music and Law Master, Founder of Tianyuan Arithmetic, Founder of Renzong...... There are countless titles, and the number of writings left behind is outrageous.

Even mahjong, mosquito coils, chicken essence, gunpowder, and so on were invented.

"There was a traverser before me......"

"Shhh...... The protagonist of Shuangwen, ah......"

Lin Lan just substituted it slightly, and he felt a little so cool that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but gasp.

It is no wonder that the climate is hotter now than 800 years ago, presumably the ancestors of this traverser pretended to be forced all day long, causing the ancients 800 years ago to gasp every day, forming a greenhouse effect......

"Lin Gongzi, what's wrong?" Fan Qingyao wondered.

Lin Lan was speechless for a long time, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just think that this first generation of national teachers is very ...... Terrible. ”

It's not, he has forgotten a lot of poetry, novels, knowledge inventions and so on, and there are actually a lot of ancestors of this traverser, even if they are placed on the earth, at least they are a knowledgeable person who knows a little bit about it.

"Of course, the first generation of national teachers is an unprecedented genius, the pride of our Dayu."

Fan Qingyao nodded approvingly, and sighed again: "It's a pity, back then, my father saw that I had a talent for music and rhythm, and I had cultivation qualifications, and said that when I grew up, he would send me to the Chonghua Academy in the imperial capital Chonghua.......

She didn't say anything, but Lin Lan knew what she wanted to say, and since Yan Sanniang was here, she would naturally not be allowed to leave.