Chapter 227: A Song of Martial Saint Yin
Han Tongwen's light skills are rare in the previous life, but Mei Shi is definitely stronger than him, holding the green lean, and sitting on an ancient tree opposite Han Tongwen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Old ghost, let's get started"
Hengxiao is on the side of the mouth, the sound of the flute starts first, the soft cotton is long, the sound of the piano is echoed and peaceful, the sound of the green lean is crisp, the sound of the green leaves is far away, and the sound of the piano is sandwiched with the tranquility of the sound of the hole flute, as if it is asking and answering, and the first hearing makes everyone refreshed. I only listen to the high-pitched sound of the piano and the sound of the flute slowly, but it is low and continuous, like a gossamer drifting in the wind but continuously. Han Tongwen's internal force is mixed in it, which increases the meaning of returning to the intestines.
The wind came, the mountains were full of green waves, but they couldn't cover the sound of the piano flute, the three tones were in one place, the two seemed to be playing with the world, Han Tongwen was fluttering like an immortal at the moment, his long hair was dancing, and his robe was agitated. The sound of the piano is hidden at the highest place, making it difficult to understand, and the sound of the flute echoes the high and low tactfulness, and then the sound of the piano and flute rises at the same time, this song seems to have infinite magic, Wu Daotong listens to the trendy Pengbai, Qin Dongliu is excited and generous. The sound of the piano is compared with the sound of the flute, and Han Tongwen's internal force involuntarily emanates with the sound of the piano and the flute, and the green leaves beside him are swaying and scattering to both sides, which is even more shocking visually, the internal force and Mei Shijue's spiritual power are mixed together, and the sound seems to flow between heaven and earth.
The sound of leaves is endless, constantly vibrating in the comparison between the two, the sound of the piano flute enters the ears, everyone listens to the new tide Pengbai, the old man recalls its past ups and downs, the young look forward to the future, the strong are ambitious, and only the strong can laugh proudly!
Everyone is immersed in this amazing sound, simple notes but full of the true meaning of life, everyone present can be regarded as the elite of the Tang Dynasty, everyone's life has had ups and downs, this song is a magnificent life, free in the world, smiling proudly, this wonderful track has convinced everyone.
"Yesterday's pride was infinite, and I woke up in my dream," Mei Shijue sighed
Canghai laughed and surging the tide on both sides of the strait
The ups and downs follow the waves, only remember the present day
The sky is laughing, and the tide is in the world
God knows who loses and who wins
The rivers and mountains are smiling and the rain is far away
The waves sweep away the red and earthly world
The breeze laughed and made it lonely
There is still a night photo left of pride
Cangsheng laughs no longer lonely
Pride is still smiling"
Mei Shijue's hoarse voice seems to add a touch of vicissitudes of charm to this song, a song plays a magnificent life, the word sings the past that the hero recalls in his later years, whether the iron horse Jinge or the red dust is delicate, the country is still beautiful, the red dust is still charming, the former hero has now become an empty and full of pride but powerless old man is sad.
"Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to show white heads in the world, such an ending may not be bad, the general has white hair, and the beauty is twilight, which is the greatest sorrow in the world" Ling Hu Dedi's tears have fallen somewhere.
Li An also recalled that when he was young, he stood in the court to guide the country's boldness, single-handedly saved the building from the top, sent envoys to the world, and fought foreign ministers, the original passionate past has turned into a root of green silk, every white hair is a merit to the Tang Dynasty, and now there is only an old man with crane hair and chicken face, although he has a heart, but he is no longer able to do anything.
Qu ended, Han Tongwen was already soaked, in order to keep up with Mei Shijue, all the internal force had been overdrawn, and he almost collapsed when he flew into the venue, but fortunately he was helped by Mei Shijue, and all the people were still immersed in it, not that they couldn't extricate themselves, but they didn't want to come out, the most precious treasures in life always belonged to the most turbulent years, and this song seemed to make them return to those years.
"Alas" Ang Lee sighed, as if for the past and for the present.
"I listened to what Brother Tian said before, but now I listen to this laughing and proud Jianghu song, I know that any rhetoric is difficult to praise, I give seven points" Xuangan Academy head Li Yanshou said amazingly, five points is a full score, six points is the top, and seven points is unprecedented.
"Five points is already the limit, but that is for ordinary students, this son's attainments in one aspect of music are no longer under Yuan Xiu" Ling Hu Dedi's words are enough to be regarded as a shock, Yuan Xiu is recognized as the first person in the music Tao of the Tang Empire, and Yuan Xiu is over sixty years old, such an evaluation is the highest evaluation for a teenager who has not yet reached the crown.
"It's true that for this song, even the six points that break the limit are a little pale, seven points, we are not stingy people" Jin Taiyan is also very simple.
"Whether it is the change of tune or the use of qi, the technique and melody are flawless" Yuan Xiu said, "Seven points, there is no problem"
There was an instant uproar, from today onwards, there will be a new demon in the Great Tang Shilin, Han Tongwen smiled contentedly, and his whole body was weak.
"Your Majesty, seven years ago, I played this song with Han Tongwen, and I had a heart of retreat, and now I have been galloping for the Tang Dynasty for seven years, and now it's time to leave" Mei Shijue's words were definitely throwing a big stone into the Tang Dynasty's martial arts world, which was already stormy.
"Mr. Mei can't be like this...."How could Li Zhi watch such a help and leave, among the four great martial saints of the town and country, Mo Qin and the two would never obey the emperor's orders, only he and Wukong could be regarded as Li Zhi's indispensable deterrent by force, at the beginning, Mei Shijue went deep into Great Xia, shocked the martial arts world and the court, and now his retreat is a great blow to him.
"Your Majesty doesn't have to stay, Mei Shijue has been galloping for Datang for more than 30 years, worthy of Datang, but disappointed in his life, I don't want to leave some regrets for my life, although I will leave, but Datang will never sit idly by if it is in trouble, and I hope that Your Majesty will give permission" Mei Shijue bowed his hand and asked the emperor for permission.
Li Zhi saw that he had made up his mind and did not persecute him, after all, for such a super martial artist, there was indeed not much restraint on imperial power.
"Since Mr. Mei has made up his mind, it is not beautiful even if I am forced to stay"
"A song of laughter and arrogance in the rivers and lakes, but it has broken an invincible martial saint of my Tang Dynasty," Li Zhi said with a wry smile
The matter of the four academies will be tested has long been spread throughout Chang'an, especially a song of laughter and pride, as soon as the literary examination is completed in Chang'an, it is crazy that Han Tongwen, a student of Qingya Academy, is a chivalrous traveler, a song of laughter and laughter, and a song of laughter, which impresses the six major literary sects, and even makes a great martial saint retreat into a good story.
At night, the most prosperous place in Chang'an is the Qujiang Pond of Furong Garden, the most famous beauty thirteen pavilions in Chang'an is the thirteen beautiful five-tooth boats floating on the lake or the flower boat is more appropriate, the most gorgeous one is full of people, the lights are brilliant, and the most popular courtesan Mingyu is on this boat.
Mingyu is not only beautiful and beautiful, but also unique in music and art, which makes countless rich sons and brothers spend a lot of money overnight, just for the sake of a smile for Pomeranians.
"The sea laughed, and the tide in the world.." A little girl dressed as a maid hummed a little song in her mouth while dressing up a girl in front of her.
"Ping'er, what kind of song are you singing in your mouth" This woman is Mingyu, her whole body is white and flawless, and she has a high coldness that makes people stay away, and her voice is like Huanpei, but there is a kind of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.
"Miss, this is sung by a student of Qingya Academy in the Fourth Academy's trial today, I heard that even those Wenzong Martial Saints are obsessed," Ping'er said with a smile
"Yes, what is this student's name" Mingyu just asked casually
"What does it seem to be called Han Tongwen?" said Ping
"Yesterday just finished the essay test, and today it has spread to Chang'an, almost everyone knows a sentence or two, which son doesn't know what to sing, he must be dignified, otherwise he won't be able to sing such a dusty tune" Ping'er stopped thinking stupidly, but she didn't notice Mingyue's movements were so stagnant, and the hosta in her hand fell into two at once.
"Ahh Miss, your hairpin is broken, this is your favorite" Ping'er's scream woke Mingyu up, and Mingyu didn't care about the hairpin on the ground Mingyu instantly stood up and grabbed Ping'er's arm
"Ping'er, are you sure his name is Han Tongwen?"
"yes, everybody says that.... Miss, you scratched me" Ping'er didn't know why the young lady she had been with for six years was so out of shape, and she had so much strength, and she was usually bullied by many prodigal sons, but she had never seen such a strong force, and her arm was almost broken.
"Ah, I'm sorry it hurt you" Mingyu quickly let go, "You sing that song to me completely"
When Ping'er sang everything she knew, Mingyu's face actually shed two lines of tears...
"Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you" Ping'er said anxiously
"Ping'er, you go and send away all the people who listen to the music outside, just say I'm unwell"
"Which son is also there, since the young lady came to Chang'an, he has been taken care of by the young man, and it is not good to not go" Ping'er was a little sorry, this young man is not only dignified, but also has a prominent family background, and he has to come to see Mingyu almost every day, even if he is pressed for time, he will take a look and leave, such an infatuated son is really rare, but unfortunately the young lady does not seem to have any feelings.
"I said, let you go and tell him that I'm not feeling well and don't see any guests"
Hearing that Mingyu was about to get angry, Ping'er felt like leaving.
Mingyu sat in front of the dresser, tears couldn't stop flowing, he had been looking for three years in Datang, and finally there was any news, looking at the bright moon outside the window, thinking if you are also like me, looking at the moon and thinking about the person you miss in your heart?
"Mingyu..."A voice full of worry sounded outside the room, "I heard Ping'er say that you are not feeling well, what's wrong, do you need me to ask for a husband?"
Mingyu wiped away her tears, "You don't have to fold your son, Mingyu is just a little uncomfortable, and she doesn't dare to bother."
"That...."
"Folded son, Mingyu is not a guest today, let's change the day"
"Okay, Miss Mingyue, please take care and say goodbye below"
"I'm not far away"