Countryside Rhapsody

The big strings are like torrential rain, the small strings are like whispers, and the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate. ①

This is probably the best poem to describe the sound of the pipa. The Tianji Qin Banquet started from this pipa meeting. A total of 48 participants played the famous pipa song "Ambush from Ten Sides" together, forming a magnificent golden ge The corner of the picture is a picture scroll of the beacon-fire cavalry.

In the Battle of Gaixia, Xiang Yu Wujiang slayed himself, leaving behind the emotion of "strengthening the mountain and overwhelming the world, and the time is not good. The time will not die! What can the time not die? What can I do when the time is not dying? What is the reason for the dying! ②" passed away, and a generation of overlords withered , return to destiny.

"House of Flying Daggers" was originally a solo piece, but now 48 people are playing it at the same time, which is even more chilling.

The horns sounded in the section of the battalion, and they went out to shout for glory.There is hesitation at the end of the wrong paragraph, and the wind beats the duckweed to be unstable.

Click on the theme of momentum, and the way of walking in the team is heroic.On the eve of the decisive battle, there was an ambush, and the Han soldiers laid down their plans to kill.

Short soldiers meet Jiming Mountain, and the first battle begins with hurried voices.In the nine-mile battle, life and death are fought, and horseshoes and knives are intertwined.

Play the row and row alternately, push and pull the double strings to □□.The sound of Wujiang slaying himself, and the tune of slaying himself when he broke through the encirclement.

The four strings change and fall sharply, and the sudden stop is the overlord.

The 48 performers woven into the same overlord, the same tragic song resounded throughout the world, opened the first stage of the piano banquet, and made the hearts of those who listened to the music restless for a long time.

Fu Tingfang silently recited the scriptures about saving the souls of the dead, Qin Boran didn't know what he thought of, and the water flashed in his eyes.

Only the proud landlord, still leisurely shaking the feather fan in his hand, listened to this long ago tragic song without being moved.

The sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and 48 pipa players stood up at the same time to salute to everyone present. After them, there were other musical instruments to perform as an ensemble. From the second day onwards, it was a battle of their own. There is no look of leisure and relaxation.

"Little sister, what do you think?" Fu Tingfang always felt that Qin Boran was looking for something to say, because Qin Boran's eyes would always drift to Helian Yingdou involuntarily, he didn't understand why Qin Boran He cares so much about Helian Yingdou, according to Fu Tingfang's memory, Qin Boran and Helian Yingdou met when a certain secret realm was opened.

"Not bad, played very well." Proud host's pertinent comment: "It's a pity that I haven't reached the state of being one, so I'm a bit behind the soloists who are in ambush. If 48 people can be one, it should be It will have an incredible effect.”

"48 people become one, how easy is it?" Qin Boran smiled softly: "Sometimes even husbands and wives, brothers and friends cannot achieve the unity of two hearts."

"That's why I said it's a pity." The proud landlord shook his fan: "What's the next performance?"

"It's a harp."

"Wu Sishu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains and condensed clouds are not flowing. ②" The proud host said with emotion: "When the emperor meets every day, the princes and generals greet him immediately. ③ I don’t know how these musicians who use konghou as their way are compared with Li Ping What about it?"

"You will know it as soon as you hear it."

"It's a pity that I have never heard of Li Ping playing the harp. I can only get a glimpse of it from the poems of the predecessors."

"People are coming, just listen carefully."

Unlike the big battle of playing pipa, there were only twelve konghou players, six men and six women. To Fu Tingfang's surprise, Qin Boxi was among them.

"It turns out that Qin Boxi learned konghou." The self-satisfied host widened his eyes, as if he had discovered something novel.

"Little sister, you have to call him the second elder brother." Qin Boran frowned, persuading him, "It's not polite. Your second elder brother Boxi has been learning konghou for at least fifty years since he was a child."

"Then he must have attended the Qin Banquet often?"

"Yes." Qin Boran nodded: "This is the fourth time."

"Oh, it turns out that it's really not easy to enter the palace four times." The proud landlord shook his fan: "Why don't you just give up, it's so tiring to torture yourself like this."

"The ten musicians of the Tianji Qin Banquet have always been known as being unparalleled in style, and they are the lifelong pursuit of a musician." Qin Boran looked at the proud host curiously: "Doesn't my little sister have any obsessions?"

"Of course there is."

"Like?"

"Send this bird on my shoulder back to Mingri Temple."

Qin Boran was a little surprised: "Where is Mingri Temple?"

"I don't know either." The proud landlord shook his head: "I only know that if you find a disheveled Fu family boy, you can find Mingri Temple."

"Little sister, do you plan to live in Lingchu permanently?" Qin Boran shook his head disapprovingly: "I want you to take the entrance test of Nine Breath Sect, little sister."

"It's not urgent, I always like to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit." The proud landlord said proudly: "My adoptive father taught me a little bit of fortune-telling skills, and I think the day when I meet that disheveled boy is coming soon."

"If necessary, don't be polite, and don't go to a dangerous place by yourself." Qin Boran firmly urged: "Do you understand?"

"rest assured."

With Xie Fangchen's promise, Qin Boran was finally relieved, but Fu Tingfang was quite dissatisfied in his heart. He jumped on the proud host's head and stepped on it. What is the name of a "unkempt" boy? Swallowing the word "stupid" in his stomach, he felt aggrieved, was he really that frustrated back then?

"Finding a home for the white falcon is nothing but a trivial matter. Every monk has a destined goal. Don't you have one, little sister?"

"What else can a monk's goal be besides becoming an immortal?" Kong Hou's voice was continuous, not as intense as in "House of Flying Daggers". It calmed down the agitated mood just now, and gave Qin Boran a chance to talk with Xie Fangchen, but Xie Fangchen's The brain circuit is obviously different from everyone else.

"Becoming a fairy is the ultimate goal, but not everyone can become a fairy, so everyone will have a destined goal." Qin Boran explained, with an intoxicating brilliance in his eyes: "The world stops fighting, Yulong breaks Yunfei is my goal."

"Where there are people, there will be calculations, and there will be fighting if there are calculations." The proud host shook his head: "Hell is not empty, monks cannot become Buddhas, the world is not empty, and fighting is endless."

"What an interesting conclusion." The voice came from Duo Lingjun, who made Qin Boran's hair stand on end. At some point, he appeared behind the two of them. The face was trembling, and the people sitting around Lord Duo Ling moved away spontaneously, and the vicinity of the three of them suddenly became a vacuum: "As expected, I didn't miss it, little baby, Lord Duo Ling gave you a hand in the Evil Ghost Sect. Saved a place."

"Thank you for your love." The proud landlord narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's just that good mountains and rivers are in the world, so I came to Lingchu. Not to mention Dongsheng Shenzhou, I haven't even seen the scenery of the Yulong Dynasty. Why? I am willing to retire so early."

"Sometimes, stepping back is to move forward, and bending down is to take off."

"Such a non-flashy style is against my style." The proud landlord frowned and shook his head: "I just like the ostentatious, extravagant and gorgeous style."

"Has no one taught you the principle of attracting the wind with a big tree?" Duo Ling Jun said with joy, "Because you are the first person who narrowly escaped death under the spirit seizing Gu insect, I can give you a chance to regenerate."

"Thank you, no need." The proud landlord shook his head again and again: "The reason why I am lucky is because I have a good brother."

The proud landlord brought Qin Boran into it: "This is the one next to me. His name is Qin Boran. He is my elder brother. He helped me take out the parasites in my head. I am very grateful from the bottom of my heart."

"Transferring the flames of war is a good way."

"It's just a fact."

Duo Lingjun looked at Qin Boran: "I still remember the murder theory you told me that day, how many lives have been contaminated by Mr. Qin?"

Facing Duo Lingjun, Qin Boran was neither humble nor overbearing: "It's just a few."

"Then are you a sin or a hero?"

"It's not a crime, it's just me."

"Then why is it a crime for me to kill someone? Then why am I not a male when I kill someone?"

"Mr. Duo Ling is a master of human beings, so naturally he is not in the same evaluation range as ordinary people like me."

"Is this discrimination?"

"No." Qin Boran shook his head: "Lord Duo Ling killed people for fun, and I killed people to save my life, so it's naturally different."

"The victor is the king, and I am the victor. Shouldn't killing be a pleasure?"

"Is Lord Duo Ling really happy?"

Lord Duo Ling laughed wildly, staring at Qin Boran with great interest: "I'll wait for you to bring me new surprises."

"I believe that there is no one in the world who is more boring than Qin Boran." Qin Boran showed a smile: "Qin should not be interested in Duolingjun."

"You're right." Lord Duo Ling rubbed his chin, staring at Helian Yingdou: "How can there be someone more interesting than that person in the world."

Fu Tingfang didn't listen to a word of the konghou. When Duo Lingjun appeared, he was already stiff as a whole bird. When he came back to his senses, let alone the performance of konghou, erhu, dulcimer, flute and guzheng It's all over.

Fortunately, Lord Duo Ling didn't intend to stay here for a long time. After Lord Duo Ling left, Fu Tingfang finally let out a sigh of relief.

It's just that before the breath was fully exhaled, another voice made Fu Tingfang stiff again.

"I have heard the name of Qilang of the Qin family for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet you today. Helian Yingdou came to pay a special visit."

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①Tang·Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing"

②Xiang Yu, Overlord of Western Chu, "Song of Gaixia"

③ Tang·Li He "Li Ping Konghou Yin"

④ Tang·Gu Kuang "Li Gongfeng Playing Konghou Song"