The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 406 Come with me
During the summer solstice, the bamboo forest is verdant and lush. When you are in it, you are isolated from the hot summer and the heat is gone.

Zhu Xiu walked on the path paved with dark green bamboo wood and walked deep into the bamboo forest. There were thick bamboo forests on both sides. Even the sky above her head was covered by bamboo leaves. She could only see the blue sky floating through the gaps. clouds.

The wind blew by, and the bamboo leaves swayed and made a "whispering" sound.

Another burst of pipa music came from the depths of the bamboo forest.

The sound of the pipa strings is sometimes high-pitched and high-pitched, sometimes low and melodious, sometimes like jade beads moving on a disk, sometimes like a bird oriole singing happily.

Zhu Xiu was stunned and couldn't help but stop. Only the famous line from the King of Poetry remained in his mind: "The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers."

It was the first time for Zhu Xiu to appreciate the pipa music with such varied tunes, full of emotions and strong appeal. He blushed and his heart beat loudly, and he took deep breaths to calm down.

"Cough cough~"

Zhu Xiu coughed lightly and walked towards Liubei Pavilion, which was located deep in the bamboo forest, with her hands behind her hands.

Zhou Xian, wearing a moon-white coat and a light green undergarment, sat under the pavilion, holding his pipa at an angle, and was concentrating on tuning the pegs, as if he didn't notice Zhu Xiu's arrival.

".Mrs. Zhou."

"Shh~ don't talk!"

Zhu Xiu was stunned with her mouth open, and had no choice but to sit down aside and watch Zhou Xian playing the pipa seriously.

The pipa in her arms is made of paulownia wood, with two small characters engraved on the tail: 火狐

I think this is the royal-made trough-fired pipa that Zhou Xian went to the palace to celebrate Li Jing's birthday a few years ago. He performed a pipa performance and won Li Jing's heart.

The name of burning trough is presumably modeled after Cai Yong's Jiaoweiqin, after all Jiaoweiqin is also made of paulownia wood.
Zhu Xiu was thinking wildly, staring at the side of Madam Zhou's cheek.

It was a face that everyone would envy and envy when they saw it. The delicate skin texture, exquisite facial features, and wonderful outline, everything was presented in the most perfect way.

Zhu Xiu watched infatuatedly, unmoved as a few green and yellow bamboo leaves fell from his eyes.

Zhou Xian fiddled with the pegs and played another piece of music.

Zhu Xiu thought it sounded very good, and it was somewhat similar to the tune just now, but there were subtle differences in it that he couldn't tell.

"Which one of these two songs do you think sounds better?"

Suddenly, Zhou Xian turned his head and smiled charmingly.

Zhu Xiu was stunned and said hurriedly: "Both of them are good to listen to! The first one is more radical, and the second one is more soothing and graceful."

Zhu Xiu pretended to comment.

"Haha, it turns out you really don't understand music." Zhou Xian pursed his lips and chuckled, revealing a row of white teeth and a slight dimple at the corner of his lips.

"This is the same song." Zhou Xian's shining almond eyes were a little narrower.

"Uh~" Zhu Xiu was stunned, with a look of disbelief, "But why does it sound completely different?"

"Because I played the music backwards." Zhou Xian laughed playfully and couldn't help but chuckle. The villain's face was filled with surprise, a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed. It was really interesting.

"Cough cough~"

Zhu Xiuqiang pretended to be calm and said seriously: "Skills have specializations, and it is impossible for one person to learn all the knowledge in the world. Besides, I have never said that I am good at music."

Zhou Xian said curiously: "But everyone I know is proficient in melody. Mr. Xu and Master Han are both masters. His Majesty the Emperor can even direct the dance class on his own in choreography, composition, and rehearsal. Even Prince Anding is a master of Qin Dao!"

The implication of Zhou Xian's words is obvious, you Zhu Xiu can write poems and articles, but why don't you understand the rhythm?
Zhu Xiu's face was red, and if he hadn't been thick-skinned enough, it would have been burning red.

Even if I tell her now that I not only don't understand music, but also poetry, and that being able to learn to read ancient Chinese characters in the past few years is already the greatest intellectual progress, I'm afraid the young lady won't believe it.

On the contrary, excessive modesty will only attract the contempt of the young lady.

After all, Zhu Wencai's poems and essays were highly recognized and even sought after by the two great masters "Han and Xu".

When it comes to poetry and prose, there are gems such as Lime Song, Partridge Sky, Farewell to Friends, Snow Poem, etc. I am afraid no one dares to question whether Zhu Wencai has real talent and learning.Zhu Xiu said calmly: "It is often said that no one is perfect in Taoism. I have learned from my teacher and have learned it from ancient times to the present. It is not surprising that I don't understand music. It is just because I am not interested in this Tao."

Zhou Xian frowned: "Don't you like Qu Le?"

"Ahem~" Zhu Xiu added: "I don't like to study with great concentration, but I like to listen to others playing. The pipa played by Emperor E is my favorite."

Zhou Xian pouted, his eyes rolled and he rolled his eyes at him as if reproachfully.

"This piece of music is the famous "Neon Dress and Feather Clothes Song". Unfortunately, the score is incomplete. I filled in some of it myself, but I'm still not satisfied."

Zhou Xian plucked the pipa strings depressedly.

Zhu Xiudao: "It is rumored that the music score of "Nishang Yuyi" has eighteen sections, which is the pinnacle representative of the court music of the Tang Dynasty. Most of the music scores have been lost after the Anshi Rebellion. What you get should be only fragments of it, cut off the beginning and end, so it is difficult to play Lack of coherence.”

"My father asked Mr. Xu to search for the remaining score, hoping to find it." Zhou Xian is full of hope. She wants to do her best to restore the song "Nice and Feather Clothes" so that the glory of the Tang Dynasty can be reproduced in her pipa song.

Zhu Xiu smiled and said: "Ehuang, don't worry, I will also ask my friends in the north to help find the whereabouts of the music score."

Zhou Xian's almond-shaped eyes twinkled: "I heard that the remnants of music in my hand were obtained from Jingzhao Chang'an. Chang'an was the capital of the Tang Dynasty and must have preserved a lot of palace music."

Zhu Xiu smiled and said: "Mr. Zhao Hui and Zhao Hui of Jingzhao are my old friends. I will send a letter to Chang'an after I have edited it. Please help him pay attention to it."

Zhou Xian's eyes filled with joyful anticipation. Although Chang'an had been burned down many times, it was also the most likely place to find the lost music score.

It suddenly became quiet under Liubei Pavilion, and the sound of whistling in the wind could be heard from the surrounding bamboo forest.

Zhou Xian was playing the pipa in a daze, as if he had something on his mind.

"Aren't you going back to Kaifeng?" Zhou Xian suddenly asked.

It seemed that even she herself had not thought about why she asked this question, and her cheeks turned red instantly.

Zhu Xiu's smile was a little forced, but her tone was as frivolous as ever: "If you stay, Emperor E will agree to marry me?"

Zhou Xian was so embarrassed that his face turned red: "Who, who wants to marry you? Don't be ashamed!"

"Uncle Cai has already discussed marriage with me. My parents' orders have been made. What the matchmaker said is that His Majesty the Emperor of your country has granted me a marriage. I'm afraid it won't make sense if Emperor E doesn't marry me, right?" Zhu Xiu deliberately teased.

Zhou Xian was ashamed and frightened, stamping his feet angrily: "Father, how could father be in such a hurry?"

She thought that Zhou Zong had really negotiated the marriage with Zhu Xiu behind her back, and she was so embarrassed that she almost couldn't help but run away and go find her old father to find out.

Her mood was extremely complicated. On the one hand, she did not want to settle down the marriage early, but on the other hand, she was not disgusted with Zhu Xiu.

Even she herself didn't know that since when, she no longer had any resentment towards the "evil man". Even when she was angry, she would accuse Zhu Xiu of being a great evil man, which was more like a flirtation.

Zhu Xiu looked at the beauty in front of her, her eyes gradually becoming extremely gentle.

"Ehuang, if one day I return to Kaifeng, are you willing to go with me?" Zhu Xiu asked in a low voice.

Zhou Xian was stunned and said blankly: "Why are you leaving? You didn't promise dad to stay."

Zhu Xiu forced a smile: "I mean what if. After all, I am a courtier of the Northern Dynasty. The Emperor of Zhou has kindness to me. My subordinates, friends, and brothers are all in the north. There is everything I can't let go of."

Zhou Xian looked at him in shock, and his expression gradually became calm: "I understand, you actually don't want to stay at all! You will still have to go back after all!"

Zhu Xiu was speechless and hoped: "Are you willing to believe me and follow me?"

Zhou Xian lowered his eyes and trembled his eyelashes: "I, I don't know."

She stood up and ran out of Liubei Pavilion with her pipa in her arms, running through the bamboo forest all the way away. She ran very fast, and her back looked a little panicked.

"Ah~"

The bamboo forest rustled, and a sigh came from under the pavilion.

(End of this chapter)