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Text Sixty-two: Birds cited

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    "Young Master Jiang is being humble. Please tell Mr. Jiang and ask him to rest assured. I guarantee that they will not dare to say anything bad again. You can do it whenever you feel like it." Prince Nan'an said gently.  Several other dudes also nodded in agreement.  This is all what they are bragging about. If Wen Wan is showing off her peach now and claiming to be so powerful now, if Wen Wan doesn't brag about it, they will be bombarded by others.  Of course, if the call is bad, it's not their problem.

    Dongqing replied to Wenwan.

    "Whether you are modest or not is another matter. If you want to listen to the music, just stay still and don't make any noise. If it damages the environment here, affects my mood, and makes me unable to play the music I want, don't blame us for not giving face.  ." The gentle voice rose two levels and suddenly came from the room.  Even the people in the outer courtyard heard it.

    When everyone heard the harsh sound, they all understood why such a great talent spoke so little.  It turns out that this is the reason. This sound makes people feel uncomfortable and panicked.  It's better not to say anything.

    When a few dandies heard this, they immediately stayed aside and could not speak loudly.  It makes them feel so uncomfortable!  But if he wanted to move, the polite prince next to him would take one look at him and he would not dare to move.  In order to listen to the so-called divine song, I spent all my energy holding back the milk.  A bunch of people outside were also holding back.

    "You said, if she plays badly today, all our hard work today will be in vain." A young man asked softly.

    "Yes, you said that his words are so ugly. What kind of good music can he play? Could it be a lie?" Another young man said.

    "If you don't listen, go back. Why are you making noise here? If you don't listen, I want to listen." A young man scolded loudly.  This guy is a fan of Wen Wan.  Since reading Wen Wan's life story, he has admired Wen Wan.  That's definitely not bad.

    The boy who was scolded stopped. He has been waiting for most of the day. If he goes back and doesn't listen now, he will be in big trouble.  Just be patient and wait.

    To the surprise of those waiting in the outer courtyard, in the evening, there were actually twos and threes of literati outside the courtyard.  They all stood there and waited quietly.  Among them, there are many celebrities who come here for vacation.  These people have always set their sights higher than the sky, yet they are still waiting here.

    "I'm talking about Lao Jintou. Such a young boy is worthy of your coming. Are you going to call us all up?" Lao Xutou shouted very unhappily.

    "Yes, you are serious too. He's just a boy. Although the poem is really good, the music is also divine. He must have played it. Is it worth the honor you give him?" Mr. Li was very surprised.  yelled dissatisfied.

    Mr. Jin said with a smile, "Anyway, I am just idle. I am just eating. Besides, I personally asked the student who heard Mr. Fuxi's flute that day. He promised that he didn't say a word."  Lie. Maybe we can find a good seed?"

    Mr. Li listened.  Still dubious, "I hope it's true as you said, and this journey will not be in vain."

    Wen Wan got the news that there were many famous people coming outside, and she was going to faint.  cough.  It seems that in ancient times, there were also those who chased the wind and the stars.  Thinking about it this way, I should be able to play the flute better.  Don't bother people waiting for something in vain.  When she found out that even several of his teacher's friends had come over, she knew that the teacher's friends were all celebrities.  And such people are generally very arrogant.  It was really, really incredible that I could condescend to come to him and listen to him play music.  It made Wen Wan feel stressed.

    Because Wen Wan gave instructions, the surroundings were very quiet.  There was only the sound of the wind rustling in the trees.  Everyone, including the teenagers in the outer courtyard, endured hunger, fearing that they would miss it when they left.  All this waiting was in vain.  Therefore, no one present had any dinner.  All waiting.  Waiting for the magical song that can make fish jump out of the river just like the legend.

    Wenwan has also been brewing.  Looking at the sky, he was waiting for the best opportunity.  The most beautiful view.  It triggered her innermost desire to play music.

    The night is getting darker and darker, and the surrounding mountains are filled with white smoke.  The treetops were lightly sprinkled with a layer of golden yellow, and flocks of birds flew back carrying the dusk.  In the mist, it is hazy and twilight, like the shadow reflected on a mirror, giving everything a silvery gray color, a dream-like and poetic color.

    Wen Wan, who had been staying in the house, finally came out.  Several dandies hiding in Yan Qixuan's house quietly looked at the people in the yard through the windows, fearing that they would startle Wen Wan and disturb his mood.  Everyone looked out of the window and saw people in the yard wearing blue muslin robes, holding flutes in their hands, standing in the middle of the yard, looking at the quiet and beautiful scenery.  Wen Wan closed her eyes, thinking about the music score that she remembered deeply.

      When everyone saw this, they didn¡¯t dare to speak.  Just watch honestly.  Even the people in the outer courtyard were warned softly and did not dare to take a breath.

    Wenwan passed the score three times in her mind, and then looked at the beautiful scenery around her.  Hearing the chirping of several birds, I raised my head and looked for a while, feeling something moved in my heart.  He slowly put the flute to his mouth and started playing it gently.  The name of the song she played today is called Bai Niao Yin.

    The music is joyful and melodious, and it is especially pleasant to the ears on this quiet night.  Everyone was listening with their ears pricked up.  Look how magical this so-called divine comedy is.

    ¡°Chirp, chirp¡­chirp, chirp¡­¡± When the birds on the tree in the yard heard this cheerful song, they all flew out.  Singing songs happily in the tree, and even flying around happily in time with the music.

    "Hundred Birds", as the name suggests, is a tune that can make birds happy and resonate with them.

    Not only the birds on the trees in the outer courtyard are chirping happily.  The melodious flute sound spread out, and another flock of birds flew into the forest, and they all landed on the towering pine trees.  Echoing the chirping of the birds in the pine trees.  There are more and more birds, covering the branches.

    A group of dandy boys in the courtyard, the young men waiting in the outer courtyard, and the scholars watching outside the courtyard were all stunned and dumbfounded.

    Wen Wan didn¡¯t expect that this song would cause so many birds to chirp.  One bird even landed on Wen Wan's shoulder.  Chirped.

    Seeing this, Wen Wan also smiled.  After the song ended, the bird on the shoulder called Wenwan happily, as if to say, "One more song, one more time."  Wen Wan looked at her and smiled. She really didn't know that he just used this song as a coincidence.  It's surprising that the birds are so happy.  Following the bird's wishes, he played another song.

    Once the song is over, it is impossible to play it a third time.  The birds waited for a while, and when they saw that the music no longer made them happy, they all flew back to their nests.

    Wenwan returned to her room.  She knew without asking that there must be many people who wanted to see her.  As before, no one was seen.

    "I'm not lying to you, you see, as soon as Fu Xi's music is played, so many birds sing happily together and fly in the air." Yan Qixuan said proudly to his friend.

    "Your Majesty, the Young Master just asked me to come out and say that these birds are residents of the surrounding trees. When they heard the sound, they all rushed over to join in the fun. They were not attracted by his music. So, I hope that Your Majesty will not be like this.  Say it to people outside so as not to make others laugh." Dongqing got the gentle words and hurriedly came out to explain to everyone.

    "Please tell Mr. Jiang that Mu Zhi wants to be friends with Mr. Jiang. I wonder if Mr. Jiang can be this friend with Mr. Mu?" Prince Nan'an said with anticipation.

    Dongqing hurriedly went in and replied, but only three unpleasant words came out of the room: "The young master said that he was tired after a long stay and wanted to rest. It is not easy to meet guests." Hearing this, Prince Nan'an looked very ugly.

    Yan Qixuan felt so happy when he saw his cousin eating turtle.  Aren't you very capable?  Aren't you famous?  Fuxi would rather play with me now than make friends with you.  Haha, don't mention how proud he was.

    Wen Wan didn¡¯t want to come out to meet anyone. The people outside waited for a while and then dispersed.

    ¡°It¡¯s really amazing, amazing.¡± A group of dandies praised it as they walked.  Everyone outside also praised him one after another.  Even the elegant scholars watching around praised him.

    "Young master, there is a gentleman named Jin outside who wants to visit you. He said that he loves music and is proficient in music theory. He has never heard of this piece of music. I wonder if I can discuss it with you." Changshun immediately  Come and answer.

    Wen Wan shook her head and asked which Mr. Jin it was.  After knowing that it was the old Mr. Jin who went to the park with her last time, she nodded and asked him to wait.  After a while, Dongqing brought over a music score. "Young Master said, let's just discuss it. This is the music score that Young Master played today. You can lend it to him for three days and ask him to return it in three days. In addition, you can tell him that if someone else  If you want to watch it, you can watch it with him as long as it doesn¡¯t get damaged.¡±

    "Yes." Changshun hurriedly took the music score and went out.

    "Fu Xi, you are so amazing, you are so amazing." He picked him up and spun him around.  Wen Wan hit Yan Qixuan's head with a folding fan, which made Yan Qixuan's head hurt slightly before letting him go.

    Mr. Jin looked at the chess score that was written with flying colors, and after reading it carefully, he said, "Originally, I wanted to accept this boy as my student. But after listening to his music today, although his skills are still a little lacking and not perfect, his theory is not perfect."  It can only be of a good level, but he is good at exploiting his strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and he knows how to take advantage of the situation. After reading the music score of this new work, I would not dare to teach him even if he had a teacher.  ???Which hermit master could teach such a famous disciple?  What a great talent. His teacher is really lucky to have such a talented student.  .  "

    Mr. Li and Mr. Xu were also amazed after seeing it.  This time is different from last time. This time, so many people have seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears, and there is no lie at all.  Jiang Shouwang, Master Fuxi's name spread throughout Mingyue Villa.  (To be continued)
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