God of War, he is possessed again

At noon, You Ling and Shi Huaijin took a break from the host Ji, and Zhan Xiao was temporarily called away by the secret guards due to military affairs.

On the way back from the Ruyi Building to the small courtyard in the western suburbs, people were everywhere talking about the spectacle of the phoenix descending yesterday.

The ones who saw it were beaming, and thought it was the blessings of eight lifetimes of cultivation; those who didn't see it beat their chests and stamped their feet, wishing to slap themselves awake when they fell asleep early.

There are also several storytellers in teahouses who have begun to introduce the mysterious musician who attracted the Phoenix with their folding fans.

"Now, you are going to be famous." Shi Huaijin gave him a sideways glance.

You Ling had a good time.

After walking for half a stick of incense, the two suddenly saw a group of people gathered not far ahead, bustling and arguing endlessly.

"Hey, did you hear that? Shin Kelekui has been arrested and put in jail!"

Hearing this sentence, You Ling and Shi Huaijin looked at each other and hurried forward.

"No, what happened?"

"Hey, I heard that the song "Si Wuya" composed by Zhao Wushi at the Qianqiu Banquet on August [-]th is an adaptation and plagiarism of Qingyangzi's masterpiece of Qingyang Taoist temple!"

"Hey! Really?" Everyone in the audience gasped, "He is too bold, this is the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

It's no wonder that everyone feels that those who discuss music are inferior, those who play music are middle-class, and those who compose are superior.

The art form of vocal music is different from calligraphy, painting and articles. It is fluid and fleeting. No matter how well you play, who will know your demeanor after thousands of years?But only the music score can be passed down to ten, ten to a hundred, and even included in the Royal Ritual Music Workshop, or along with the folk books, it will be immortalized forever.

There are countless notes and rhythmic arrangements in the world, and only a few people have the ability to combine them into beautiful vocal music. This ability is the so-called talent.But not all people are born with such talents. There are always mediocre musicians who cannot create moving music scores. Therefore, plagiarism has become another means for them to pursue fame and fortune.

In the early years, it was not uncommon for musicians to earn fame in a certain state capital by plagiarism, but as the atmosphere in the Wuguo music world became better and better, such cases became rarer.

However, after the original plagiarist was exposed, at best his reputation would be discredited, everyone shouted and beat him, and he was fined some money.But it is the first time for Zhao Wushi to be the music leader and deceive the emperor's copycats!

"Is it possible that you were wronged?" There are always some calmer people.

I don’t know if I was wronged or not, but by the way... Do you still remember the day when Le Kui paraded through the streets, when someone stopped the sedan chair in the street? "A man in blue cloth in the crowd said suddenly.

After his reminder, everyone remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and by the way, they also remembered the various ties between Zhao Mingyang and Qingyang Taoist Temple.

"It seems that this is probably true! At that time, I laughed at that kid because he was jealous and slandered Xinke Lekui. Now it seems that everything he said that day is true."

The person who first raised the topic lowered his voice and added, "Everyone, there are even more exciting ones. I heard that the piece that Zhao Mingyang played at the Hundred Flowers Banquet was not composed by himself."

"God! He really dares to do anything!"

……

You Ling and Shi Huaijin listened to the general idea, and saw that there were more and more people around, so they squeezed out.

After leaving the city, there was no one around, so You Ling asked, "Little Shitou, what do you think?"

Shi Huaijin shrugged: "It's obvious that someone is behind the scenes."

Du Yuesheng's arrest was obviously done in secret.With Ruyilou's contacts and abilities, I didn't receive the news until early in the morning. As a result, there was a commotion in the city in just a few hours, saying that no one was behind the scenes, who would believe it?

"Is there someone who has a grudge against this new Ke Lekui, deliberately designed to make him stumble?" Shi Huaijin yawned and added another sentence.

Hearing this, You Ling suddenly smiled, and said inexplicably, "I saw someone just now."

"Huh? Wasn't it full of people just now? Could it be a ghost if what you saw wasn't a human?"

"On the day when Le Kui paraded through the streets, the person blocking the sedan chair was named Yu Lian. At that time, there was a classmate of his from Qingteng Academy in the crowd, who was his helper. Because that classmate Julien was instigating the emotions of the crowd, Zhao Mingyang That's why I had to stop and confront him face to face. And just now...the person who was wearing the blue shirt and talking to remind everyone of this matter was Julien's classmate that day." You Ling took it easy. Explain to Shi Huaijin.

Shi Huaijin yawned again and didn't sleep all night. He was very sleepy at the moment and just wanted to go back to rest quickly, so he didn't think too much: "What's so strange about this? He and Julien are in the same group. Seeing that Le Kui is unlucky this time, it is natural to add fuel to the fire."

"It's not that coincidental." You Ling shook her head and smiled slyly: "I have a very bold guess, without any basis, it's all based on feeling, do you want to hear it or not."

Shi Huaijin squinted at him: "I've heard someone say this more than once, but that person has always been lucky and can guess right every time."

You Ling approached, lowered his voice, and whispered something, Shi Huaijin suddenly showed a look of surprise.

……

Three days later, the gossip about Zhao Mingyang was already raging, and the whole city knew about it, even the neighboring state capitals knew about it. After all, he was the leader of the new branch.

In the imperial study room, Du Yuesheng was sweating on his brow, and reported to King Wu tremblingly: "Your Majesty, I originally wanted to investigate this matter secretly, but accidentally leaked the news. Now the city is full of storms, it is my negligence of duty."

King Wu was in a good mood these few days because he saw the Phoenix at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, so he comforted his courtiers and said: "Du Aiqing don't need to blame yourself, Zhao Wushi is the leader of the new division, if he commits a crime, he will make it public sooner or later. If it is true Plagiarism and fraud, just follow the law."

Only then did Du Yuesheng settle down, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Your Majesty, after interrogation, Zhao Mingyang has admitted that he plagiarized and adapted, but..."

"Just what?" King Wu glanced at him, "Why are you hesitating when you speak today?"

"He, he said that the person he plagiarized was not Qingyang, but Qingyang's younger brother Qingxuan. He also said...all the music scores that Qingyangzi made public before were not written by himself!"

"Oh?" King Wu raised his eyebrows and stood up, "Is there such a thing? It's interesting."

Does Qingyang Taoist know that Qingyangzi is not just a Taoist master.

People in the world say that Qingyangzi is mild-tempered, generous, immortal, and indifferent to fame and fortune, but this is just a way to deceive some ignorant children.

Since more than ten years ago, Qingyangzi has stretched his hands very long, using his influence in the southwest, colluding with local officials and forces in the Jianghu, and doing a lot of actions in private.

But the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the forces involved are complicated, and Qingyangzi himself has extremely high prestige.So without any reason, King Wu never moved that piece.

In the current situation, it was as if someone handed him a pillow when he was dozing off.

"Take good care of Mr. Zhao Wushi." King Wu ordered Du Yuesheng, and then flirted with the chief executive beside him, "Liu Zhong, Xuanwu Lanwu Aiqing."

Du Yuesheng bent down, cupped his hands, and retreated.

He knew that once Wu Lan intervened in this matter, it meant that King Wu might take this as an opportunity to rectify the Southwest.

……

Deep in the dungeon.

The door of a single room was slammed open, and the jailer said impatiently to the man in the cell, "Hey, someone is here to see you."

Heh, so what about Xinke Lekui? After only half a year of glory, he has become a prisoner, so why pretend to be aloof?The jailer couldn't understand the indifferent and condescending expression of the man inside.

After the visitor came in, the jailer locked the door again and said, "Hurry up."

"Understood, thank you." As he said that, the man stuffed another piece of silver through the small window on the door.

The jailer weighed the weight, immediately smiled, and left satisfied.

The visitor held a food box in his hand, he slowly opened the box, and greeted Zhao Mingyang, who was sitting in a corner wearing a prison uniform and disheveled hair: "Eat something."

Zhao Mingyang hooked the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect you to come to see me."

"It was thanks to my father that I was able to enter this prison. I inquired, and the place where you are held is not an ordinary place. As you wish, His Majesty is really going to move to the Southwest. Even more as you wish, The upright Wu Lan is in charge of this case."

The person in front of him turned out to be Julien who stopped the sedan chair in the street and scolded Le Kui for plagiarism that day.

Zhao Mingyang poured himself a glass of wine and shook his finger: "No, I have nothing to do with the Southwest at every turn. I just gave King Wu a suitable opportunity at the right time. The only thing I can do is to see that Qingyangzi will not die well." , that’s what I want.”

His eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred for Qingyangzi, as well as a trace of imperceptible sadness.

Julien looked at the person in front of him, and sighed: "Oh, knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing their hearts, how can the world know that the master of Qingyang Taoist Temple, who has a good reputation and is admired by thousands of people, is a blood-sucking leech."

Back then, he and Zhao Mingyang accidentally discovered that Qingyangzi's scores were all written by his junior brother Qingxuan.

The old man Qingyangzi didn't have much talent, but was extremely insidious and cunning.After discovering that his cowardly and good-natured junior brother is an unworldly talent, he threatens the lives of all the students in the Taoist temple and forces his junior brother to compose music for him.He presented music for the court in his own name, and recruited more students, so that Qingyang Taoist Temple gradually gained influence in the southwest. King Wu even assigned Qingyang Peak to Qingyang Taoist Temple.

After further investigation, the two dug up an even more astonishing truth: Qingyangzi even colluded with local officials and Jianghu organizations, and did many "good" things that were so conscience-stricken and appalling. It is not an exaggeration to say that the entire southwest is under the cover of their influence.

Later Qingxuan learned of what his senior brother had done, and felt very ashamed in his heart. He was already in poor health, and died of depression not long after.

"However, Master Qingxuan's death is indeed not in his plan. At least he himself and even the whole Southwest, no one can match his talent. After you stole the score left by Master Uncle, the court urged him The old man was probably very anxious to make the confession, after all, he had been pretending for so long in the early stage. At this time, let him "accidentally" find the posthumous work hidden by his uncle, and he will naturally rush to use it to make a difference. Finally, the fox's tail is revealed He's coming." Julien continued, "With Mr. Wu's ability and the evidence we left behind on purpose, we won't be able to catch him, and besides, the person in the seat has long disliked him. Will let him go."

Zhao Mingyang closed his eyes, there was a black undercurrent surging inside.

Julien knew the whole thing well, but there was only one thing that even he didn't know, that is, the reason why Qingxuan was in poor health was also because of his good brother.Qingyang was afraid that he would go down the mountain and expose his talent, so he gave him a chronic poison that would not kill but would debilitate...

"But even so, we have other ways to let the imperial court investigate this matter, so you don't have to go out of your way to become the music leader, and finally pay yourself for it, and commit the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"I have to thank that actor and entertainer." Zhao Mingyang said suddenly.

"Ah? It's the magical musician who summoned the phoenix."

"It's a good thing he didn't go to the Qianqiu Banquet, otherwise the title of Le Kui would not be in my hands." Zhao Mingyang hooked the corners of his lips with an extremely firm expression, "Why? Heh, because not only do I want Qingyangzi He deserves to be ruined, but also to make Qingxuan famous throughout Dawu."

Julien looked at him, hesitated to speak.

Yes, only Le Kui's music can be announced to the whole country in the form of Huangbang.

Once this case is solved, all the people in the Wu Kingdom will know that the song "Si Wu Ya" and many other songs before were all composed by Qing Xuan.And that plagiarized Le Kui is a pintail dog who is despised by others...

Zhao Mingyang, you really treat Uncle Qingxuan...

"But what do you do? With my current ability, I can't save you."

Zhao Mingyang hooked the corners of his lips: "I don't need you to worry about that." After speaking, he stopped talking to Julien and started eating on his own.

He wouldn't die here, he had agreed with that idiot Qingxuan that he wouldn't go down to see him if he didn't become the number one musician in the world.

Thinking of the scene where the actor invited the phoenix, Zhao Mingyang clenched his fists...