God of War, he is possessed again

"Hurry up, hurry up! If you linger for a while, the tea will have to cool down!"

"Oh, don't rush, don't rush, did you almost run away without seeing the young master's shoes?"

"Where are you going? The Huxin Pavilion is in this direction!"

"right!"

"..."

On the main road of Fengxiang City, the capital of Wu Kingdom, a large group of people were running wildly.

Those who wear long robes with long sleeves and jade crowns are musicians, and those who wear long-sleeved shirts and blue scarves are scholars.

Fengxiang's largest restaurant, Qifenglou, by the window on the second floor, a man in black was holding a wine bowl in his hand, looking down expressionlessly.Even if his hair is disheveled and his clothes are disheveled, no one will ignore the fierce aura emanating from his body.

He tapped the table lightly, and the short-haired man who came with him immediately stood up with a wink.When he walked to the door of the private room, before he could open his mouth, the shopkeeper who knew his ways hurriedly called his shopkeeper over.

Qifeng Tower has a famous wine in Wuguo——Phoenix Brew. The person in it is a regular customer, and every time he comes, he will ask for a whole jar.Fenghuang Niang is also known as three-step drunk, which means that one bowl will make you drunk after three steps.But such a strong wine, the master in it didn't even blink his eyelids after drinking it, it can be called a huge amount.

The number of visits has increased, and the shopkeeper also knows the scary identity of the other party, so he doesn't dare to neglect him at all.

"Shopkeeper Huang, what's going on here...?" the short-haired man asked politely, his short hair stood up like a hedgehog, but he spoke in a pleasant manner.

Although he returned to Beijing not long ago, he and Shopkeeper Huang are quite familiar with each other. Shopkeeper Huang can open such a large restaurant at the foot of the emperor and receive dignitaries every day. good job.

Even though Qifenglou is just a mere restaurant, there is no telling how many news will fly in and out from here every day. In other words, shopkeeper Huang is one of the people who know the dynamics of the capital best.The short-haired man would often ask him for some news before.

When Boss Huang heard that he was asking about this, he suddenly regained his spirits: "Vice General Wang, you must know! In five days, it will be the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the day when our Great Martial Sage Patriarch Wu Huang ascended the throne, and the annual Qianqiu Festival So in the past few days, many foreign envoys have come to worship in Beijing."

The person known as Deputy General Wang nodded. He is very clear about this matter. Liao, Xijiang, Talu, Tubo, Zhen, etc. have all come. The Datong post station for foreign envoys is overcrowded. .His good friend Zhu Ying is the commander of the Imperial City Army and is responsible for the security of the capital. He has been so worried these days that he doesn't have time to drink with him!

Shopkeeper Huang continued with a smile, "Although our Great Martial Ancestor established his country with martial arts, the Emperor Wu loved music. There are also folk legends that the most important musician of the Emperor Wu, Mr. Gong Shang, entered the Tao with music and became immortal."

Vice-General Wang also laughed. This legend is indeed popular, but he always listens to it as a joke.In the eyes of a bloody and sweaty general like him, those literati and poets who play and sing all day are weak chickens, thinking about something all day long... Especially their boss, don't mention how much they hate musicians up!

"Dawu, through the blood and sweat of two generations of ancestors, Wuhuang and Wuwangmian, exchanged for a hundred years of prosperity. Influenced by Wuhuang, coupled with the current emperor's implementation of civil and military governance, it has already become a world-famous capital of ritual and music, and vocal music is prevalent throughout the country. , produced many famous musicians and pieces of music.”

Vice General Wang smiled subtly, thinking of something that everyone knew.It turns out that only the ancestor can be called Wuhuang because of the contribution of the ancestor to open up the territory, and the emperors of all subsequent dynasties can only be called kings.Today's sage is named Wuduzi, so it is called Wuwangdu.

It stands to reason that a country like Dawu should be prosperous and prosperous, but because the mother and concubine of King Wudu were framed when she was giving birth, she ended up bleeding to death, so King Wu was weak and weak since childhood, and he didn't even have the force to protect himself.

But as the saying goes, there is no unparalleled road. This king has a deep mind and is good at strategy. Even if he is not good at martial arts, he will control the court tightly.In order to avoid gossip, King Wu has been promoting Wenzhi since he succeeded to the throne, so literati, especially musicians, have a very high status in Wu Kingdom.

Shopkeeper Huang didn't seem to notice the strangeness of Deputy General Wang, and continued: "But the problem is here, Xijiang Li Wang has an extremely favored daughter, and I heard that both the pipa and the lyre are excellent, and she is called the Miaoyin lady! This time I came to Dawu with the Xijiang Mission. Since I entered our Fengxiang City, I would find a famous music hall every day to compete with the most famous luthiers. It is said that whoever can win her, she will give the opponent a golden thousand Two plus ten Ye Mingzhu, a specialty of Xijiang, if the opponent loses, they will have to hand over the instrument or music score. Miaoyin lady has won seven famous halls in a row so far, and she laughs at our Dawu's reputation in vocal music..."

Deputy General Wang touched his chin: "Kicking the hall, there is such a thing?"

Shopkeeper Huang waved his hand: "Hey, my lord, you take care of everything every day. This didn't cause any commotion, and it was a matter of embarrassment. Naturally, it didn't reach your ears. No, the musicians in Fengxiang City were all annoyed, so please come out The three young people who are in the limelight in the music scene in our capital, the first one is the girl Lingyue from Zuixianliao. When the pipa sounds, everyone is drunk. Except for the pipa, the singing voice is even more beautiful. A song is hard to change. The second is Du Yunzheng Du Gongzi, who is famous for his hole flute. He is also the nephew of Du Yuesheng, the first music official in the dynasty. He made "New Guangling Song" at the Yuwang Banquet of the festival, and since then he has become famous all over the world with his lyre, that is, Mr. Shen Ziheng who is called the Qin Xian."

Vice General Wang followed his master, and he was not very interested in these people who played the piano and sang, and he had never seen the stunts of these young masters and young ladies with his own eyes.To what extent can you be divine?

"Shopkeeper Huang, okay! You know it very well!" Deputy General Wang patted him on the shoulder.

Shopkeeper Huang cupped his hands: "Little man, there are people coming and going here every day, and those waiters in the shop are talkative, so they are naturally better than others. Besides, this is a rare thing for literati and refined guests. How can your officials know that?" Pay attention to these little things?"

Deputy General Wang nodded in satisfaction, handed Huang a large ingot of silver, and went back to tell his master the truth.

"Master, do you want to go and have a look too? It would be bad if these foreigners really cause trouble."

The man in black nodded slightly. After returning to Beijing for a year, singing and dancing everywhere, it was really boring.But it's not all good, since I haven't seen blood for a long time, "that guy" has been at ease for a while.

He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and took Vice General Wang out of Qifeng Tower.

Probably because most people went to the Huxin Pavilion to watch the excitement, the street was much empty, the two walked slowly, but saw two people coming in at a fork in the road ahead.

Those were two young scholars, to be precise, they were two very eye-catching scholars, one was wearing a dark blue Confucian shirt, his hair was tied up high, but he didn't wear a hair crown, his skin was extremely white, but his lips were red. Blood, it looks three points more beautiful than a woman.There was a snakeskin bag around his waist, which was bulging. What kind of good stuff was it in?It's just that this beauty has a cold and arrogant face, as if she doesn't like everyone.

And the man next to him is even more casual, not like the fashionable hair in the Wu Kingdom, with loose hair. This hair is extremely beautiful, so beautiful that it is not like a man. It hangs down to the waist like a waterfall, and under the sunlight, it faintly glows. Gloss, so that the most precious silk is eclipsed.It's a pity that compared with his hair, this person's appearance is too ordinary. If you just look at his face, he is definitely the kind who can't be found if you throw it among passers-by. He holds a black sheet music in his hand, shaking his head , it seems that he should be a famous musician.

In Dawu, the status of musicians is high, and there are many musicians. There are music halls in every city, and they select repertoires for large-scale celebrations. As long as you have amazing skills, you may be selected to show your face at the emperor's banquet. , if he strives harder to win the favor of some high-ranking official, then he will really soar into the sky!

"I'm so busy. What are you going to show me?" Leng Meiren asked impatiently.

"Oh, oh, it's absolutely wonderful. If you get bored in that palm-sized workshop again, you will be suffocated to death."

As soon as the musician made a sound, the eyes of the man in black couldn't help but be firmly attracted. It was a voice between a teenager and a young man. It was as clean as a baby's first cry, and it was indescribably magnetic. Sweeping through people's hearts, it made him feel unspeakably comfortable and peaceful.

What surprised him even more was that "that guy" sleeping in his body also seemed to respond to the sound.

For the first time, he took some interest in a frail musician.

"I heard that Lady Miaoyin from Xijiang brought a book of music. She can control ant snakes. You want to read it yourself!"

"Hey, you still found out. Now that you have come out, don't go back, let's go, let's go!"

"I really got you..."

The two walked away.

The man in black took Vice General Wang and walked in the same direction as them.

When we arrived at the Huxin Pavilion, the surrounding area was already full of people.

Tianshui Lake got its name because its color is similar to the sky.The lake is located in the west of Fengxiang City. In the center of the lake there is a hexagonal pavilion with a blue roof and red pillars, which can accommodate a dozen people. There is only a wooden bridge connected to the shore.It is said that Emperor Wu and the musician who became immortal met here.Therefore, the Huxin Pavilion has become a holy place in the hearts of all literati and poets.

There were two groups of people standing in the pavilion, one side was headed by a woman wearing a dark blue silk dress, which was tightly wrapped around her body, lining the woman's enchanting figure, and the hem of the skirt was embellished with colorful beads, shining in the sun.The exotic costumes must be the legendary Miaoyin lady.

Lady Miaoyin sat on a stone bench in the pavilion, with a lyre shaped like a phoenix tail in front of her.Behind her stood a pair of sisters, with bare arms and strange patterns printed on them. The one on the left held a flute with a strange shape in its hand, like a big twisted snake; holding a lute.And behind the sister stood a pair of twin men, Kong Wu in stature, wearing a western-specific Miao knife on their waists, they seemed to be two warriors.

And the opposite of them should be the three masters of Fengxiang City and even the entire Dawu vocal music world.

Du Yunzheng, who is famous for his hole flute, is indeed Du Yuesheng's nephew, his appearance and demeanor are very similar to his uncle.This Mr. Du was dressed luxuriously, the white ice silk silk was rolled several times with gold thread, and a pair of black buckskin boots were inlaid with two priceless pearls.The hole flute in his hand was made by the best craftsman in the capital using extremely rare nine-section purple bamboo, and a small piece of blood jade, which is rare to see in a hundred years, hangs at the end of the flute.Due to his rich family background, high status, and his extraordinary talent, Young Master Du has an irrepressible arrogance on his face, and he looks like a delicate master.

"Tsk tsk, little Shitou, look at Mr. Du... Judging by the fineness of this blood jade, it must be worth at least 5000 taels, and it must be gold! It's just used for pendants, it's so reckless!"

The voice was so unique that the man in black recognized it immediately.Unexpectedly, the musician and the cold beauty happened to be standing near them, very close to the wooden bridge.

Due to the murderous aura around the man in black, the people around him consciously pushed aside.But the two of them seemed to have not seen him, chatting on their own.

"You are just saying that grapes are sour because you can't eat grapes. Look at your flute made of broken bamboo from nowhere. I'm ashamed of you!"

"Aren't I testing your level? What kind of broken materials can be fiddled with in your hands, can't you make a magic weapon?"

Hmph, the cold beauty rolled her eyes.

"Besides, those who are good at books don't choose instruments, and I don't choose flutes if I am good at playing! If I lose in the competition, I can rely on the instrument. You see, Mr. Du has such a good one. If I lose in the end, wouldn't I It can only be said that the skills are not as good as people."

"You can say that?" Leng Mei really wanted to stop talking to this guy!

The corner of the man's mouth hooked up, thinking that these two people were really interesting.

Seeing this scene, Vice General Wang opened his mouth in surprise: You actually laughed? ?Miracle oh miracle!

Behind Mr. Du is a beautiful woman in a goose-yellow blouse, with a flowing cloud bun on her arm, with a soft figure and a pipa in her arms. It seems that she is the legendary girl Lingyue.

Although Du Yunzheng and Lingyue were both outstanding in appearance, compared with the young men around them, their temperament was suddenly inferior by three points.I saw this man wearing white clothes that reached the floor, with his hair loosely tied behind him, handsome and indifferent. If you look closely, you will find that there is an attractive tear mole in the corner of his eye. There is a guqin in front of the man. , facing Lady Miaoyin far away.With such a demeanor, he is worthy of being the son of Shen Ziheng who is called Qin Xian.

An old man who was drinking tea was sitting between the two groups of people, and beside the old man stood a man who looked like a butler, with his back slightly hunched.

"Hey, little stone, do you know who the old man in the middle is?"

The cold beauty shook her head, and said impatiently: "You don't even know how I know?"

Hearing this, Deputy General Wang shook his head helplessly. Even a warrior like him who has been back to Beijing for less than a year has heard of old man He's name. This man who looks like a musician doesn't know where he is going. A strange thing that came out?

But fortunately, the voices of several scholars on the side were relatively high, which explained their doubts.

"I didn't expect that even Mr. He was alarmed. Today's match will definitely be very interesting, and maybe there will be a good story that will last forever!"

"Pfft—it takes a talented man and a beautiful woman to make a good story. This old man's skin is so wrinkled, how can he be young and no one can look up to him?" Take a good rest, what do you do if you come out and blow the wind?"

The cold beauty wanted to kick him: "You're talking nonsense again!"

At least the few scholars next to him didn't hear what he said, otherwise they would roll up their sleeves and beat him up!

"When the Holy Majesty was still the crown prince, old man He was already his musician. The old man has created countless famous songs in his life, and we can only look up to him. I'm afraid that the old man He was invited to be a referee this time." After all, in terms of music appreciation level, there is no one higher than Mr. He. Moreover, he has an upright personality, and his attitude towards vocal music is meticulous, and there is absolutely no possibility of bias and fraud. If he is invited to be a judge, these Xijiang people will also feel convinced."

Everyone guessed right, old man He was indeed invited to be a judge this time.Since he is old and physically handicapped, his butler also came to help host the game!

With the voice of the butler, the good show is officially staged!