Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

"What do you think of this bamboo flute, my lady?" You Ji hesitantly showed the bamboo flute he had made two days ago to Xie Xian. Although he ignored them, my lady shouldn't be annoyed.

Xie Xian knew what the boy was thinking, so she just took it and looked at it silently. Hmm? Why is it so long? Are you sure it's a flute? "Did you make it yourself?" Xie Xian asked with some confusion as she looked at the familiar shape.

"The Yueqin players suspect that my flute sound is too high, so I thought about finding a thicker pipe to lower the sound." You Ji was not expecting Xie Xian to respond seriously and was flattered.

"Sure, you're smart, boy. This one is too long, and the blowing hole won't work if it's in its original position. Why don't you try from the top?" She gave instructions, thinking of the musical instruments she had seen in her previous life.

After hearing about Xie Xian's improvements to the long bamboo flute, You Ji perked up and the two chatted for a long time without realizing it. Finally, You Ji agreed to make an extended bamboo flute specifically for Xie Xian.

A few days later, You Ji's finished product came out. The Vietnamese musicians commented that the sound was too low, like a whimpering sound, which was not auspicious. This dealt a heavy blow to You Ji.

"My lady, the flute is ready." He had given up hope. His pretty face looked a little ugly.

"Let me see it," Xie Xian suppressed her excitement and took the flute to look around. This kid has good skills. You Ji, who is proficient in the maintenance of musical instruments, is also a good instrument installer. Maybe I should take this kid with me. With his skills, there is nothing he can't do.

In the evening, intermittent sounds of bamboo flutes were heard on the river, but the difference was that they sounded low and empty, echoing slowly against the rock walls on both sides. The sound was mournful, like resentment, harmony, crying and complaining.

A group of young men from wealthy families on several pleasure boats near the passenger shore put down their cups and pushed Meiji aside, rushed to the side of the boat and listened attentively, with excitement gradually appearing on their faces.

After Xie Xian mastered the correct scale for playing the flute, she practiced intermittently, not knowing that people were slowly filling up behind her. Xie Xian's favorite piece was "Yearning Across Time and Space".

This piece of music is suitable for playing with the bamboo flute. The beginning of the song reminds people of the past, the hatred of separation and pain of missing someone, and the middle part slowly pours out the sorrow that transcends time.

Qingdai felt sad. My wife is very talented, but who can understand the pain and worry in her heart?

Hua Yin burst into tears. This was the song she wanted. This young lady must be their benefactor and she would surely be the first to win the prize at this grand gathering of elegant conversation.

You Ji's hand holding the flute trembled slightly, and he was very excited. He wondered if the lady must have seen the flute before. Thinking about the instructions she had given him over the past two days, he became more and more certain. The lady was a talented person, but she was humble and kind, and gave him the credit for creating the instrument. He was very excited, thinking that a new instrument had been born in his hands. He could not repay her kindness.

Several old musicians, including Master Yue, sat on the deck, not caring about anything else but putting their instruments on their knees, fingers floating in the air, playing in their heads with their eyes closed. This piece of music had never been heard before, but the two parts of the song echoed twice, lingering and admiring, it was indeed a masterpiece.

Bo Cang stood by the cabin door, looking at the water and thinking about the past, "Ah, it's easy to die when you get old." The Xie family's lady is really talented. I have to send the message back as soon as possible, so as not to let the third house stand on the wrong side because of this news. This lady can't be missed.

The river was covered with mist, and the sound of the flute carrying infinite thoughts spread far away, stirring up the thoughts of many people. Looking closely, a large boat passed by in the middle of the river. Because it was going downstream, it was moving very fast. The pleasure boats of several noble families were about to leave the shore when they saw this scene.

The sparkling river water reflected the crescent moon. The jade hairpin on the girl's head at the bow was glowing slightly, and her skirt fluttered in the river mist like a fairy, as if she would fly away with the wind in the next moment.

After playing it twice, Xie Xian put away her flute when she saw the pleasure boat approaching. Turning around and facing a group of crying monsters, Xie Xian felt very depressed.

She almost remembered that she was standing at the bow, and then she stepped back two steps to feed the fish. She pretended to be calm, nodded to the only smiling captain, and went upstairs to sleep. Not to mention that Xie Xian was worried about these emotional ancients, and the small cruise ship seemed to be coming towards them.

"Uncle Bo Cang, the pleasure boat over there seems to be coming over." Qingdai took a sharp look at the pleasure boat leaning against the river and pointed at it.

Bo Cang took a look and said, "I guess they are some rich family members, looking for new entertainment." He was no longer surprised by night cruises on pleasure boats.

But they have a young lady on board now, and he doesn't want to cause trouble. He frowned and said, "Shunzi, go to the middle, don't let that boat hit our waves, these noble families are not afraid of death, they come to the middle of the river so late."

He could tell at a glance that the other party's boat was a small boat that could only float on the shore and could carry at most twenty to thirty people. It would circle when there was a slight wave on the river. He didn't know which party had the courage to travel at night.

"Raise the sail, hurry up!" Leave quickly. If you run fast, no trouble can catch up with me.

The small pleasure boat that caught a wave behind it "......."

"Can't you be faster? I want to catch up and see who it is." A young man in green shouted at the captain of the pleasure boat. His face flushed and he jumped up and down, the redness on his face dripping down. The beautiful girl next to him silently moved the plate on the low table to the side.

"Please forgive me, Mr. Wang, but that ship is a huge barge that can carry a hundred tons of cargo, and with the sails hoisted, my small boat cannot catch up with it even if I die."

The captain of the boat smiled bitterly, looking at the center of the river, envious of the large boat that could sail in the center of the river. It was not comparable to their own floating boats. On weekdays, their boats would avoid it if they saw it. If they were accidentally close to it and were turned around by the remaining waves, they could only consider themselves unlucky.

Several young masters also wanted to see who was playing the flute just now. The music touched their hearts, and they all saw the back of the demon in white clothes on the bow of the boat. Knowing that Wang Sanlang loved to chase beautiful women, both men and women were his favorites, they all started to persuade him.

"That's the direction of Jingzhou. It's too late to cross the river, unless we send someone on fast horses to catch up." A young man in black said. He was the closest to her and could see more clearly than Wang Sanlang. It was a girl.

Another person said, "The elegant discussion at Jishang is about to begin. Since we have to go there anyway, we might as well leave early." Everyone present was from an aristocratic family. How could they miss the elegant discussion event that was held every two years? What's more, they might even meet a beautiful woman.

When everyone heard this, they thought it was a good idea, so they changed their worried expressions and went home in high spirits.

Xie Xian didn't know what happened after her death. All of a sudden, the legend of a fairy appearing in the Huai River became widely circulated. Some people even said that its voice was sobbing and it was hard to hear, which made people feel sad.

The next day, You Ji gave Xie Xian a big gift as soon as they met. Xie Xian was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it. Was it that serious? They were like seeing a ghost, almost worshipping themselves.

Hua Yin and the others had just left, and she asked her to discuss her new music. She mainly wanted to invite them to play yesterday's flute music at the forum, and Xie Xian agreed indifferently.

Before this man had even had a chance to catch his breath, You Ji came again, "Tell me what's the matter." Xie Xian was leaning against the side of the boat, enjoying the sun.

"Sir, please allow You Ji to serve you." You Ji touched the ground with his head, and the Yueqin player told him that the lady was his benefactor and he should not forget his roots.

Xie Xian, who gives you a pillow when you feel sleepy: "?" Are you all serious?

Looking at the boy in front of him who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a childish face and clear eyes glowing purple like grapes, the little boy couldn't refuse.

Xie Xian spurned her old aunt's heart and nodded reservedly, "Okay." After all, it's the same to raise one and put two away.

This is the standard procedure for recruiting people. He then glared at Jin Mingrui who had sneaked in.

Tu Zhen sat on the mast, playing with the dagger, thinking about the expression on Xie Xian's face yesterday. She was really sad, but who was she missing? She didn't believe that Xie Xian missed her parents. She and Xie Xian first met in the cemetery, and she was rolling in the fallen leaves covered in blood.

Xie Xian could hear clearly that she said calmly to her parents' graves: "I feel relieved that your family is well-prepared. I will burn paper for you every year." Although she felt a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, she remembered clearly that there were three wine glasses in front of Xie Xian and she only saw the names of the Xie couple on the tombstone. She, who never believed in ghosts, felt a chill from her feet to her head.

The first thing he said to her almost pissed her off: "Hey! This neighbor is lying down." The teasing in his tone was too obvious. Although someone rescued her later, she still had a knot in her heart. Even though she agreed to be her bodyguard, she still felt that Xie Xian was too weird.

For example, when he borrowed her dagger, he thought it was too blunt, and asked her about the taste of the poison. And if he was drugged, would he feel pain when he died? She thought that the wife of the second branch of the Xie family had a broken brain.

After getting to know each other, Xie Xian spoke without restraint and said a lot of heresy, which was hard to handle. Although I later listened to her advice and kept silent in front of outsiders.

But some things also made her very alert. Xie Xian was an extraordinary person in the study of things. He modified the ox cart in less than a month. She saw that Xie Xian seemed to know everything but was too lazy to do anything unless he was pushed to the point. He even remained calm in the face of death.

In her eyes, Xie Xian was such a contradictory and mysterious girl.

And Xie Xian seemed to have noticed something and was not shy about it.

She happened to be staying by her side as a bodyguard. Her master once said that no one could know everything in the world, and often the first spiritual perception was the real thing, so she wanted to keep an eye on this girl for the world.

In the next few days, Tu Zhenjue was a real demon.

In two days, they would enter Jingzhou. Since Xie Xian found that the rock walls on both sides of the river could be compared to natural sound amplifiers, she asked You Ji to start making musical instruments. Guzheng was a must, but playing it would be useless. Piano was out of the question, but string instruments could be considered. She drew a cello pattern and asked You Ji to start working.

The zither players had some complaints about the 24-string zither, saying that it violated the ancestral rules. Xie Xian said, "Isn't the ancestral rules meant to be violated?" She spoke with a clear conscience. Everyone was choked, but then they thought about it and felt that it made some sense.

Tu Zhen: Wake up, all of you.