Chapter 158: A Strange Showman
The martial arts conference is imminent, and since the deception of the Nine Turns Divine Skill has been broken, the Ethereal Fairy and Ling Lingqi and others will naturally return to the Emei faction, and at this time, most of the characters in the rivers and lakes will also go to the Emei faction.
Yuya Palace Master and Luo Xiaoxi also joined Ling Lingqi and their team, and this team is even larger, but Lin Ruomeng and Duo'er are not from the martial arts, and when they are separated from Ling Lingqi, the two girls are naturally resentful, which makes Ling Lingqi a little reluctant, so he has to promise the two girls to come and see them when the martial arts conference is over.
In the face of Ling Lingqi's mercy everywhere, the fairy and other girls were also helpless, but they had a little more jealousy in their hearts.
A day later, the crowd arrived in Jiazhou, not far from the Emei faction.
There is still a day away from Mount Emei, and everyone found an inn to stay.
In the evening, Ling Lingqi, the Ethereal Fairy, the Yuya Palace Master, Luo Xiaoxi, Zhong Min, Jing'er, Peony, a man and six women gathered around a table to eat, and was telling jokes, the inn suddenly sounded a pleasant piano sound, only to see a woman in white slowly walked out of the inner hall, her footsteps moved lightly, like a Lingbo fairy, I saw the woman hugging the pipa, fingers flicking, lips moved slightly, really Chu Chu moving, like a fairy in the sky.
There are also a lot of people eating in the inn, many of them are people in the rivers and lakes who participate in the martial arts conference, everyone sees this woman's appearance is fresh and refined, transcendent, and can't help but look at the woman's side, Ling Lingqi also noticed the woman with the sound of the piano, Ling Lingqi saw this person, couldn't help but move in her heart, although her beauty is not as good as the six women around her, but it can also be called rare in heaven and earth, Ling Lingqi thought that there were so many beauties around him, so he no longer looked at the woman, buried his head in eating.
I saw the woman bend slightly to everyone, and said in a tactful and gentle voice: "The little woman has an old mother, her father died early, and she relied on this pipa to feed her mother. ”
After saying this, everyone said in unison: "Okay, but I heard the girl's elegant play...... The woman bowed again, sat down on a chair that had been prepared, moved slowly, and slowly slid her fingers on the strings, and the sound of the piano slowly flowed out of the lute, like the crisp and pleasant sound of flowing water, and like the ups and downs of the waves in the sea.
The woman's thin lips opened slightly, her voice was pleasant, and she sang a song "Pipa Xing", only to hear the girl singing: "Xunyang Jiangtou sends off guests at night, and the maple leaves and flowers are in autumn." The master dismounts the guest in the boat, and raises the wine to drink without orchestra. If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk. Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest.
Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was? The sound of the pipa stopped and was late. Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast. After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune. The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition.
The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart. Gently twisting and slowly wiping and picking, at first for "Ni Dress" and then "Six". The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.
The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring. The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns. At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks. The east ship and the west boat were silent, and only the autumn moon in the heart of the river was seen. Groaning and plucking the strings, straightening up the clothes and showing up the face.
said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb. Thirteen learned the pipa, and the name belongs to the first part of the teaching workshop. Qu Ba once taught good people to wear, and made up every time he was jealous of Qiu Niang. Wuling is young and entangled, and I don't know how many red silk songs are played. The silver grate of the head is shattered, and the blood-colored skirt is stained with wine. This year's laughter will be next year, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will be leisurely. The younger brother went to join the army and the aunt died, and the twilight went to the past. Kurama was snubbed in front of the door, and the eldest married a businesswoman. The businessman valued profit over parting, and Fuliang bought tea the month before.
Go to the mouth of the river to guard the empty boat, around the boat moon and the river is cold. In the middle of the night, I dreamed of juvenile things, and my dreams were dry with tears. I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard it chirp again. I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City, where I was sick. There is no music in Xunyang, and there is no sound of silk and bamboo all year round.
Living near the river is low and humid, and the yellow reed and bitter bamboo surround the house. In the meantime, what did you hear in the twilight? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape screams. Spring river flowers towards the autumn moonlit night, often take wine and pour alone. There are no mountain songs and village flutes, and it is difficult to listen to the dumb ridicule. Hearing Jun's pipa language tonight, it is like listening to the fairy music ear for the time being. Mo Ci even sat down and played a song, and translated "Pipa Xing" for you. I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but I am in a hurry. It was sad and not like a forward voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cried the most in the seat? Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet. ”
The girl's thin lips are closed one by one, like a lotus flower, the voice is moving, only let these people listen to it fascinated, as if drunk, this pipa line girl sings very emotionally, as if she is immersive, I think it is the girl's poor family, lonely since childhood, in line with the meaning of the song, so it is sung vividly.
Ling Lingqi heard the woman's singing and pipa sound, and admired this woman's piano skills very much, he had also heard this pipa line from the Internet in his previous life, and he had learned this poem in class, but today it was sung from the woman's mouth, and it had a different meaning. But he still ate the food with relish, and never looked at the woman again, although the girl was beautiful and lovely.
I saw that the woman sang this pipa, got up and said, "The little girl sings badly, so you can laugh." ”
The crowd cheered in unison: "The girl sings like a heavenly sound, how can it be bad? We listen to a tube of fresh and pleasant bamboo, and the girl's voice is like a fairy. ”
Everyone shouted in unison: "Sing another song, sing another song...... The woman smiled slightly: "Since you want to hear it, the little woman will be ugly." After that, she sat down slowly, and when everyone saw her movements softly, their hearts pounded, as if they had eaten honey, and they were fascinated and confused.
I saw the woman playing the strings lightly, and another song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" sang slowly. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were affectionate, like a vast wave of smoke, deep and moving, her lips were outward, her eyes flashed, and every word in her mouth slowly flowed out like a clear stream: "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together." Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river. The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail. The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.
Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried. Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is the Acacia Mingyue Tower?
Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned. At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month. The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home. The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward. The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road. I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. (To be continued.) )