I engaged in modernization in ancient times

The challenge of Nanli celebrities will cause a sensation in Liangjing every time.

Thinking about it, the Nanli people wanted to humiliate Beiliang, so naturally they wanted everyone to know about it.

This time was no exception. When Mo Shaoheng and the two arrived, the whole street was almost blocked, and there was a sea of ​​people.

Fortunately, I was able to book a room. It is said that there is no business without fraud. As expected, the price of the best room has increased several times.

Nan Yi tearfully handed out the silver taels, then ran to Mo Shaoheng's side and muttered, "All the money I used to sell silk went to the palace, and I couldn't bring out a single penny, otherwise I really wanted to hit him in the face with silver just now." , a snobby eye, like we can't afford it..."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, life is full of different situations, so this is the way to go.

The little second in the back was also wondering, there were two people, one big and one small, looking dusty, one of them was holding a guqin, the strange thing was that the sun was shining brightly outside, but the two of them were wearing two bamboo hats, so they couldn't see their faces clearly... …

But they are in business, and if they have money, they are masters.

After entering the room, Mo Shaoheng ordered, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Xiao Er hurriedly put down the tea, with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, my master, the most important thing we do in the inn business is to ensure the cleanliness of the guests, if you have any orders, just call me."

Open your eyes and talk nonsense, this place is not clean.

After dismissing Xiao Er and closing the door, Nan Yi ran to the window and looked down. The location is indeed good, with a clear view, no wonder the price is so expensive and saved until the end.

Mo Shaoheng put the guqin on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. The tea was not bad, with a pleasant fragrance.

The sound outside was very noisy, and I couldn't hear what was being said.

Asked, "How's the situation?"

Before Nan Yi could answer, the noisy voices outside suddenly stopped, as if there was the sound of a piano.

The noise became smaller and smaller, and the sound of the piano came in clearly through the doors and windows.

This competition is too important for Beiliang people. It is an opportunity for them to stand up after being overwhelmed for so many days. The feeling of being stepped on the door and slapped in the face is not good. These days They suppressed and endured it in their hearts, and even their usual conversations seemed to be less, and they were relatively speechless and dull when they met acquaintances, so when the piano sounded, they even breathed a lot lighter, for fear of disturbing the competition.

This is not just a competition, it's about their face in Beiliang. They don't even want the Nanli Mission to leave their Liangjing. The mentality of a gambler.

If the boulder pressing on their hearts is not pushed away, they will not be able to breathe freely with their heads held high.

Mo Shaoheng muttered, "The situation is more urgent than expected."

In the ear, the sound of the piano was sweet, and Mo Shaoheng heard a sense of familiarity, and a warm picture appeared in his mind, it was a courtyard in the twilight, a little boy was standing obediently beside an old woman, Listening to the old lady playing the quaint piano.

It is indeed the song that grandma is best at.

However, Mo Shaoheng suddenly frowned, because the piano sound trembled slightly.

Although it is insignificant, people who specialize in piano learning should be able to hear it.

But how is this possible?Even ten years ago, it was impossible for my grandmother to make such a mistake.

Can't help but think of what the scholar said, was he still sick in bed not long ago?

Is this playing with an injury?

Nan Yi looked excited, "Master, who do you think will win?"

Mo Shaoheng didn't answer, because the sound of the piano was leisurely, and the song was coming to an end.

When the sound of the piano fell, the surrounding eaves seemed to be still echoing.

"Good! Surrounded by the sound of the piano, the lingering sound is endless. The old lady is worthy of learning from the famous musician Wang Baochang in the previous dynasty."

"The lingering sound lingers, this kind of stunt is probably rare in the world."

The applause was like thunder, this is Beiliang's home stadium, and the whole street was boiling.

The old lady frowned, fearing that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The Nanli mission was very quiet.

Mo Shaoheng was thoughtful, he had also heard the qin played by Nanli famous scholar Zhao Xinian, normally, it would be difficult to tell the winner, but there was a flaw in the old lady's qin sound just now.

There is a special judging panel for these competitions. Even if this is Beiliang, it is impossible to tell nonsense with open eyes and make people laugh for no reason. The more talented people are, the more proud they are in their hearts.

After a while, a jury composed of several old court musicians came to the result.

"The lingering sound is lingering, and the piano skills are superb, but the fly in the ointment is that there is a broken sound, which is really a pity." The voice became quiet again, and most people only thought that the piano sound was good, and it was much better than the piano sound they usually heard Again, ordinary people also have the soul to appreciate beauty, but they certainly cannot detect the flaws in it.

Some regrets.

However, to be rated as the best in piano skills is already a very high evaluation, maybe the Nanli luthier can't reach such a high level.

He couldn't help looking at Nanli.

From Nanli's side, a skinny old man stood out, holding a guqin like dead wood in his hand, sitting cross-legged in front of the people, carefully placing the piano on his lap, like a treasure in the world.

Nan Yi looked at Mo Shaoheng, "It's the rotten wood of my famous Qin from Nanli, who actually asked Zhao Xinian to bring this Qin here."

The famous qin dead wood is the qin used by Liu Guichen, the five great masters of the world, when he was young, and he is quite famous in Nanli.

This violin should be stored in the Nanli Palace, it seems that this time Nanli made up his mind to make Beiliang look bad.

The sound of the piano sounded very low, like a woman crying in her heart, like a blooming flower when it withers.

Obviously the sound of the piano is not high, but it lingers in everyone's ears.

A celebrity of a country really deserves his reputation. Those who can be called a celebrity of a country are all the best in the country in terms of skills, so they should not be underestimated.

Coupled with the low voice of the dead xylophone, it is like crying and complaining in my heart.

The surroundings fell into silence, as if intoxicated by the sound of the piano.

Even when the sound of the piano fell, no one spoke.

After a long time, I saw Zhao Xinian's withered fingers lightly scratching the strings.

"Wow!"

It wasn't the qin that made the sound, but the surrounding plants and trees were still humming after the sound of the qin fell for so long.

Even Mo Shaoheng sighed, "Relying on the rotten wood of the famous piano and his age, Zhao Xinian actually played the silent piano sound, and his piano skills have improved to a higher level."

In this world, apart from the Qin Sheng Liu Guichen, I am afraid that no one can say that he can win against him.

Quiet.

Knowing that the entire crowded street is full of people waiting for the result nervously, how depressing is the atmosphere?

The court musicians of the judging panel have not come to a conclusion for a long time, so it is extremely difficult for them.

They in Beiliang really need a victory to break this oppressive situation. Not only do the people of Beiliang need such a victory, they also know that those adults in the court are also waiting for such a victory Otherwise, they would even be quieter in negotiating with Nanli.

But now it seems that this victory may not be today. The celebrities in Beiliang are actually very good, but they are always a little bit worse than the celebrities who came from Nanli this time, but this is just a little bit, hold back It's hard to tell.

Difficult to say, "The sound of the piano is subtle, and it lasts for a long time. The artistic conception is lofty and far-reaching, and it has reached the realm of perfection."

"This time, the one with the highest skill in the piano competition is Nanli piano master Zhao..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "wow" in the middle of the street.

The quiet environment where everyone was waiting for the result suddenly made such a loud noise, which naturally attracted countless people to look sideways, and even the old musician who announced the result couldn't help but stop.

I saw a carriage parked in the middle of the street. A large cage was hung on the carriage, and a huge eagle was placed in the cage.

Beside the carriage, a fat man in a fancy dress sat down, staring at the cage with his mouth wide open.

It was the cage that made the loud noise just now, and the eagle in the cage actually tore the cage and flew out.

"It's the young son of Prince Zhenxi's mansion!" Someone shouted.

Zhao Jingcheng, the youngest son of Prince Zhenxi's mansion, this little fat man is also very famous in Liangjing. King Zhenxi is guarding the west frontier for Northern Liang. Suffering from the pain of guarding the frontier, he was specially sent to Liangjing to be raised. He was chubby and very happy.

A spoiled child is somewhat lawless.

Zhao Jingcheng looked at the eagle rushing out with his mouth in an O shape. This is the Desert Eagle King sent by his father. He is very heroic. He likes it. He heard that the Desert Eagle King is so fierce that it can tear tigers and leopards apart. Jackal, so he took it with him to play with power and prestige.

But it was too fierce, even the cage was smashed.

"My son, be careful."

At this time, someone shouted loudly.

The Desert Eagle King didn't fly away, but turned around and grabbed the little fat man.

It was so fierce that it made people tremble in the bottom of their hearts.

On the street, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a shocking murder may be unavoidable.

Heart is trembling.Even more people were heartbroken, and that was Zhao Jingcheng, the young son of Zhenxi Prince's Mansion. If something happened to him, I don't know how many people would have to be buried with him today.

It's too late to say.

Zhao Jingcheng was also frightened by the ferocity of the ferocious bird, his face turned pale, and he didn't respond. He could even feel that the sharp claws were about to grab his chubby little face, and the wind brought by the sharp claws made his face a little prickly. pain.

but……

But the sharp claws in front of him stopped.

Something sounded in the hearts of everyone who mentioned their throats.

The sound is as urgent as spring rain, turning into a stream and passing through the mountain stream, like spring thunder humming through the sky, deterring ghosts and gods.

Listen carefully, it's the sound of the piano.

If Zhao Xinian played the sound of silence with his famous piano and dead wood, then the sound now is the thunder in the spring rain, resounding through the entire street, shocking the soul.

Under everyone's gaze, the Desert Eagle King actually stopped, as if he was also shocked by the sound of the piano, and then under everyone's inconceivable eyes, he spread his wings and flew towards an inn next to him, stopped on the fence, stretched out his ears The sound of the piano was heard.

Where is the fierceness just now?

Everyone: "..."

The little fat man's jaw almost fell to the ground: "..."

The sound of the zither can deter lions, leopards and birds!

In the room, Mo Shaoheng's slender fingers were on the strings, like blooming flowers.

Nan saw that his eyes blinked, he knew that the young master learned the piano from the qin sage, and with the teaching of the world's masters like Liu Shengshi, the young master's qin skills would naturally not be bad.

He was surprised. He looked at Mo Shaoheng for a while, and then at the desert eagle king parked outside: "Master, isn't this the eagle you raised on the Qin Mountain of Liu Shengshi? here?"