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In Journey to the West, Gu Ming has no fame.

However, after all, he is a person who has stepped into the level of great Confucianism, and he has already been transcended, so he will imperceptibly reveal a kind of refined and immortal temperament, which makes people dare not despise him.

As soon as she entered Fangfei Garden, a very coquettishly dressed woman greeted her, first gave her a blessing, and then asked enthusiastically, "I don't know how many young masters are there?"

Gu Ming smiled and pointed a finger: "Just one!"

"Uh... Judging from the son's accent, he shouldn't be from the capital, right?"

"That's right, my son came from another place. I heard that there are many talented people gathering here in Fangfei Garden, so I came here because of the reputation, and I want to get acquainted."

Hearing this, the woman seemed a little embarrassed: "Those talented scholars are more noble than the other, I'm afraid it will be difficult..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Gu Ming handing over a handful of Tongbao.

"Hahaha, the young master is really generous... Coincidentally, there happened to be a party in the garden today, and there were quite a few well-known talents in the capital..."

"Oh? Then can you take me to see it?"

"No problem, no problem, please come with me, my lord."

The woman smiled, and led Gu Ming all the way to a garden on the east side.

"Young master, they are gathering inside..."

The woman stopped and pointed to the garden, implying that she had fulfilled her responsibilities, and it was up to Gu Ming to look after herself.

"Well, thank you!"

Gu Ming arched his hands, then walked into the garden.

As soon as I entered the garden, I heard a faint melodious sound of the piano.

Gu Ming couldn't help but stop and listen for a while, feeling slightly surprised in his heart.

He has never heard the piece played by the other party, but he can hear a kind of solitary self-admiration and the charm of the melody.

As the saying goes, "a song that breaks the heart, where can I find a bosom friend at the end of the world".

In a short time, Gu Ming made a series of inferences: the player who plays the piano is a woman, and if nothing else, she should be a beauty.

This woman is not an ordinary person, if she is a girl from Fangfeiyuan, how can she be willing to be reduced to prostitution?

This is a woman with a story...

Everyone has a sense of curiosity. Although Gu Ming has cultivated to the realm of a true immortal, he is not able to know the affairs of the world, and he also has a sense of curiosity.

So, follow the sound all the way.

As expected, after passing through a clump of bamboo paths and bypassing the corridor, a woman was seen burning incense and playing the piano.

Surrounded by a dozen or so men dressed as literati, they must be the Chang'an talents mentioned by the previous woman.

In addition, seven or eight girls from Fangfei Garden also stood aside quietly listening to the girl playing the piano.

Gu Ming took a brief look at the woman, she was indeed not an ordinary person, but she was not a demon either, and there was a hint of fairy spirit all over her body.

The song is over.

"it is good!"

"It's a paradise on earth!"

"Ms. Narcissus is worthy of being the head of the oiran of Fangfei Garden. Her piano skills are superb. It is really a lingering sound that lingers around the beam for three days..."

"Listen to Miss Narcissus, there is no piano sound in the world..."

All the people clapped their hands in praise one after another, and they did not hesitate to express their praise.

"Miss, this song sounds like a fairy, it sounds melodious and melodious, but it always sounds a bit sad..."

There was a distinctive voice in the field.

"Huh? Who is this?"

"do not know……"

"Brother, did you go to the wrong place? I have booked this hospital today."

The person who came was naturally Gu Ming.

Since he wanted to quickly enter the circle of literati in Chang'an City, he naturally couldn't be modest, so he just took this opportunity to show his shocking power.

"Sorry, I passed by this courtyard on the next road, and was attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano, so I walked in without knowing it. I hope everyone will forgive me."

Narcissus didn't speak, but just looked at Gu Ming quietly.

"Brother, from what you just commented on Narcissus girl's song, it seems that you are also very proficient in rhythm?"

In the crowd, there sounded a voice that seemed to be somewhat mocking.

The speaker's name was Hu Tianyou, and he was considered a well-known talent in Chang'an City.

However, as a human being, his eyes are higher than the top, he is quite conceited, and he likes to run on others with words when he has nothing to do.

Gu Ming smiled lightly and said, "It's not proficient, but it can be considered a little bit of experience."

"Oh? In that case, brother, why not play a song on the spot to open everyone's eyes?"

Hu Tianyou said with a half-smile.

"This……"

Gu Ming pretended to mutter.

"It's okay, since Xiongtai is here, let's talk to everyone. Miss Narcissus also wants to hear about Xiongtai's piano skills."

A guy who was on good terms with Hu Tianyou added a sentence.

"Then, I wonder if Miss Narcissus would mind borrowing the piano?"

Gu Ming cupped his hands at Narcissus and asked.

"Since the young master is so elegant, Narcissus will naturally not be stingy, young master, please do as you please."

She has never lent anyone else to play her piano, and today is the first time.

"Thank you Narcissus girl!"

Gu Ming thanked him, then walked slowly to the side of the piano and sat down.

"Clearly..."

After sitting down, Gu Ming tried the strings first, and then began to play.

"Huh? This...isn't this the song Narcissus played just now?"

As soon as the melody sounded, someone shouted in surprise.

However, the most surprising thing is the narcissus.

She composed this piece by herself, and she seldom plays it on weekdays. This person can play it after only listening to it once?

However, the more amazing thing is yet to come...

Not long after, Gu Ming started singing along with the strings:

"Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.

Luowei Autumn Cry Jinjinglan

Slightly frosty, miserable and cold

Lonely light is incomprehensible

Rolling up the curtain, looking at the moon and sky, sighing

Beauty like a flower across the clouds

There is a high sky of Qing Ming

There are waves of Lushui below

The sky is long and the road is far away

It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan

Sauvignon Blanc breaks the heart. "

At this time, no one in the audience spoke, and even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

A group of butterflies flew over and danced around the piano.

When the poem is finished, the song also ends.

But the group of people still haven't recovered for a long time, they seem to be still immersed in the sound of the piano and the charm of the poem.

After a while, Narcissus Yingying stepped forward and bowed:

"What a sauvignon blanc, it breaks my heart. I didn't expect that a piece of music by a little girl could make the young master play such a charm, which made the little girl both terrified and admired.

Little girl Narcissus, haven't you asked your son's name? "

Gu Ming got up and returned a salute, then smiled and said, "Miss Narcissus is too well-known, I'm just improvising a chorus to reflect the meaning of Miss Narcissus' song."

"Young master, is this really the first time you hear this song?"

"It's only been a few days since I first arrived in Chang'an, so it's naturally the first time I've heard of it."

"Unexpectedly... the young master can memorize the melody after only listening to it once, and he can play it better than the little girl.

It seems that the little girl really has eyes but does not know Mount Tai. Please don't blame me if I was rude before. "

"Where is it, Narcissus girl's piano skills are also quite good, but the style is slightly different from this one."

"Wow, young master is amazing!"

"Young master, can you teach me how to play the piano when you have time?"

"The poem you just sang just now is also very nice..."

Several girls surrounded him with fanaticism, as if they wished they could commit themselves to marriage.

"cough!"

At this time, Hu Tianyou pretended to cough, walked over with a sour face, and falsely cupped his hands and said: "I didn't expect that Xiongtai's piano skills are also outstanding. If that's the case, Xiongtai may as well take a seat. Let's get to know each other." good?"

In fact, this guy is not convinced.

The original intention was to make Gu Ming ugly in public, but unexpectedly, he won the favor of all the girls, allowing Gu Ming to steal the limelight. Isn't this self-defeating, the beauty of adults?

Therefore, this guy wants to win the game in other areas.

The purpose of Gu Ming's coming here is to suppress the market, so naturally he would not refuse the invitation.

"Then it will disturb everyone."

"It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way, the purpose of our gathering is to meet friends through literature..."

When he said this, Hu Tianyou rolled his eyes, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, the garden is full of spring, accompanied by beauties, such a beautiful day, how about we write a poem with the theme of the beauties?"

"Okay, just as Brother Hu said."

"However, we can't just recite poems, but also write them down, so that everyone can exchange calligraphy."

The reason why Hu Tianyou made this suggestion is because he is most proud of reciting poems and calligraphy.

Moreover, he knew that there were several people present who were also good at writing poetry, and their calligraphy was quite good.

In this way, it will definitely suppress Gu Ming's limelight and save some face.

Unfortunately, this guy found the wrong opponent...

People like him are used to slap faces.

Not long after, the paper, pen, and ink were ready, and more than a dozen talented scholars began to write poems with pens.

Gu Ming didn't start writing immediately, and waited until someone wrote the pen before he moved his pen like flying, and wrote a Qingping tune:

"A sprig of bright dew and condensed fragrance, cloud and rain Wushan heartbroken in vain.

May I ask who is like the Han Palace, poor Feiyan Yi Xinzhuang. "

"Okay, it seems that everyone has a plan in their minds and has written it all. Why don't I ask my younger brother to attract others and sing a song for everyone first..."

Hu Tianyou triumphantly held up the poem he had written, showed it around, and then recited it loudly.