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Chapter 1115 : It's just a show

After a few clangs, Zhang Chenbao opened his voice and said, "The world of eternal powers, heroes are found in Sun Zhongmou. The dance pavilions and singing stages are always blown away by the wind. The setting sun is grass and trees, ordinary alleys, and humans say that the slaves once lived. Back then, the golden swords and iron horses were swallowed thousands of miles like tigers. Yuanjia grass, sealed wolf residences, and won the big hunting north.

Forty-three years, I still remember the beacons and roads of Yangzhou. I can look back at the Buddha's temple, and there is a piece of sacred crows and drums. Who asked me, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?

The voice is thick and powerful. Although there are several places that are not in line with the tone, it is rare to have a momentum after singing a song. My daughter's family has some heroic complexes. Moreover, the person who wrote this poem is a hero himself. Zhang Chenbao is a bit rough. As soon as the song stops, the cheers are filled with cheers, and even Fang Taiping's beautiful eyes flash.

Xiao Yun thought to himself: "This kid is a bit confusing the girl's ability!" He was thinking about what kind of song he would use to defeat him later.

Zhang Chenbao, who had just put down the huqin, glanced at Xiao Yun with a squint eyes. Seeing that he didn't say a word, his eyebrows were deeply locked. He had already decided that Xiao Yun could only recite poems and write poems, and he must have no idea about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He suddenly became happy in his heart: "I finally got this prince to catch the opportunity today?" His eyes turned and he held the huqin and said with a smile: "Sometimes ago, Mr. Xiao's talent spread throughout Suzhou City. Mr. Xiao's talent is comparable to that of the poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, and Mr. Su Dongbo of the Song Dynasty, is a first-class talent. I believe he has a little understanding of the rhythm, right?"

Xiao Yun had already seen Zhang Chenbao's thoughts, smiled indifferently, and said, "Don't be satisfied with the prince, do you understand a little bit?"

Seeing Xiao Yun being reluctant to speak, Zhang Chenbao felt more aware of his previous thoughts, thinking that he was hitting the storefront, he sneered and said, "Since that's the case, why don't Mr. Xiao play the previous song? Such a beautiful scene, and all the beauties accompany you...?"

Seeing that Zhang Chenbao had a smile on his face, Xiao Yun smiled strangely and said, "I can't play the huqin, nor can I play it so well."

After hearing what Xiao Yun said, Zhang Chenbao was overjoyed. If he hadn't been afraid of being regarded as frivolous, he would have mocked him. He shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity... I originally thought that Mr. Xiao was extremely talented, but I didn't expect that it was just a mere appearance... it was just a mere appearance...?"

"Your grandpa, you can't play huqin, but you're just a sign. Besides, you can't play huqin, and grandpa didn't say you can't say anything else?" Xiao Yun cursed in his heart a few times, glanced at him, and had already seen a guzheng in the cabin, so he turned his head to Li Xuanxiang and said, "I wonder if there is a guzheng on Miss Li's boat?"

Li Xuanxiang, Zhang Yuluo, Fang Taiping and his women were disappointed. After hearing Xiao Yun’s question, Li Xuanxiang came to his senses and hurriedly said, “Yes, the little girl brought an extra musical instrument when she was on a trip today, which happened to be a guzheng. The little girl’s piano skills are not good, so she dared not show her ugly appearance just now. It’s rare for Mr. Xiao…?”

After Xiao Yun asked this, the smart Li Xuanxiang had already seen that Xiao Yun was going to play the guzheng. After a quick explanation, he took out the guzheng from the cabin and handed it to Xiao Yun.

Zhang Chenbao confirmed that Xiao Yun could not be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. At this moment, he pretended to be pretending and Luan Yu just sneered twice, muttering in his heart: "Look at what movement you can make!"

Xiao Yun was like an ancient man and had his legs crossed on the bow of the boat. The boat was supported by Zhang Yuluo. Although it was a little shaking, it was not very powerful.

Zhang Yuluo waited for him to sit down, laughed and whispered: "Prince Xiao, please rest assured. This boat is only supported by this girl and will never sink. Just play it with confidence?"

Xiao Yun smiled at her and said, "Is Miss Yuluo a good boy?"

Zhang Yuluo's pretty face turned red by being called out so affectionately, but her heart was beating violently. She lowered her head and said, "Young Master, please be polite!"

Xiao Yun nodded and stopped talking. He looked at his nose, his nose, and his mouth, just like an old monk entering into meditation. As everyone shouted, his hands slightly flicked.

"Zheng!"

A crisp sound of the piano broke the silent lake, and everyone's hearts moved. Li Xuanxiang and Zhang Yuluo, who were proficient in music, suddenly lit up his eyes.

"Zheng!Zheng!" A few sounds, the piano sound became softer, and an elegant and joyful song slowly came out, and a wonderful picture began to come into the minds of the three women.

A girl from Zhu's family in Shangyu, Zhejiang Province, Zhu Yingtai changed into simple men's clothing, said goodbye to her parents, took Yinxin to the academy. Along the way, the wind was sunny, the spring was bright, and flowers were blooming. Yingtai, who had never been far away, took happiness to the unknown future... "

"Clang clang clang..." Xiao Yun's fingers flew around, Zhu Yingtai disguised as a man. On the way, he met Liang Shanbo, who was a talented person. At first sight, the two fell in love with each other, so they became sworn brothers at Caoqiao. Later, they went to Hongluoshan Academy to study together. The students entered the academy one after another, and the academy was full of vitality.

The students talked and laughed at each other, discussing the Analects of Confucius and the Six Arts together?”

"clank……?"

Compared to before, Xiao Yun's fingers were faster. For a moment, the big string was as loud as rain, and the small string was as sharp as whispers. The noisy and mixed plays, and the big beads fell on the jade plate.

The three women's minds immediately emerged, and Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo were excitedly traveling between the classmates and chatting with them excitedly.

Gradually, a daughter's heart was opened and moved, Liang Shanbo's sincerity, knowledge, and the love hidden in Zhu Yingtai's heart.

"Clang!

Xiao Yun's fingers suddenly became slower, and the resentful songs slowly flowed out of the cabin. Three years later, Yingtai returned home, and Shanbo sent him to see him off for 18 miles. The two bid farewell. Yingtai kept using things to caress and hinted about love. Shanbo was loyal and simple, and did not understand the reason. Yingtai had no choice but to lied that the ninth sister in the family was similar to her appearance and was willing to serve as a matchmaker for Shanbo. Shanbo was guided by his wife and brought the butterfly jade fan left by Yingtai to Zhu's family to propose marriage, but was rejected. After returning home, he was deeply sad and angry and could not afford to get sick. He died of death.

"Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!"

Xiao Yun's hands were bouncing on the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano was like songs and crying. Yingtai heard that Shanbo died for himself and was heartbroken. Soon, the Ma family came to marry him, and Yingtai was forced to get on the sedan chair with anger. When he arrived at Shanbo's tomb, Yingtai insisted on getting off the sedan chair and cried to worship the dead. Under Zhu Yingtai's mourning, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning were thunder and lightning, and the grave exploded. Yingtai jumped into the grave and the tomb was closed.

The four strings sounded like a split silk. The soft sound stopped abruptly, followed by a gentle touch of "clang", and the sound of the piano slowly flowed out. Everyone's hearts were moved. The colorful Shuang, the rainbow hangs high, and the beam turned into a butterfly, flying and dancing in the world.

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