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Chapter 18 Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain

The three of them walked into the restaurant, and a waiter immediately came up to them and asked with a smile on his face, "Three guests, would you like to stay or have a meal?"

"Can you stay in the hotel here?" Ou Zanghua looked around. As expected of a hotel built next to the Broken Bridge, the decoration was elegant and sophisticated. From the color matching to the furniture layout, it all reflected the careful attention to details and exquisite style.

There was a screen next to the east window, covered with green gauze. One could vaguely see a poem inscribed on the plain screen under the green gauze.

A breeze blew by, and the green gauze fluttered slightly. Ou Zanghua could see clearly that it was the poem "Fishing Bay" by Chu Guangxi, a poet from the Tang Dynasty.

Fishing in Green Bay in spring, apricot blossoms bloom in deep spring.

The pond is clear but the water is shallow, and the fish are scattered when the lotus moves.

Strange, why is the last sentence missing?
The waiter smiled and replied, "Sir, please don't underestimate our restaurant. The first three floors are for guests to enjoy the lake and drink. There are also several courtyards in the back for guests to stay overnight."

"It is most appropriate for guests to stay in our restaurant for a night after enjoying the beautiful scenery of Three Pools Mirroring the Moon in the evening."

"You've chosen a good seat." Ou Zanghua nodded and asked, "Are there any seats on the second and third floors?"

"It's on the second floor. Please follow me, sir. Pay attention to the steps." The waiter said as he led the way.

After Ou Zanghua and others went upstairs, they found that the second and third floors were designed to be ceiling-high, and there was a small stage in the center of the second floor.

At this moment, two artists were sitting on it, one playing the pipa and the other playing the sanxian, and they were performing tanci.

Tanci is an ancient traditional folk art performance popular in the south. It is a form of rap literature accompanied by pipa and sanxian. It originated from Tao Zhen in the Song Dynasty and Cihua in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.

The more famous ones in later generations include Suzhou tanci, Yangzhou tanci, Changsha tanci and Guilin tanci. It is a type of popular literature that is most closely related to the leisure life of the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

The most famous of these is the Twenty-one Historical Tanci created by Yang Shen, a great talent in the Ming Dynasty, originally named "Ten Sections of Brocade Lyrics on the Brief History of Dynasties".

It is based on official history, written in simple classical Chinese, and uses poetry and lyrics to describe the comments of various dynasties. The text has a profound artistic conception and is highly sung.

Among them, "Linjiangxian" became well-known to the general public in later generations with the broadcast of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

Many things from ancient to modern times are all being discussed with laughter.

Even though Ou Zanghua had studied Confucian classics for several years, he still could not write such heroic, tragic and soul-stirring lyrics.

I even agree with Pu Shu's words from the bottom of my heart: "If I write a song like "Farewell", I won't feel any regret even if I die immediately."

The waiter noticed that Ou Zanghua's attention was drawn to the tanci, so he said, "Our boss loves tanci. If you can compose one, we will pay you 100 taels."

Only one hundred taels?

How insincere!

Ou Zanghua smiled and glanced at Qu Feiyan.

Qu Feiyan immediately understood what he meant, and jumped out and said proudly: "You want my young master to help you for just one hundred taels? Do you know who my young master is?"

This statement attracted the attention of other guests, and they all turned their heads to look over.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I dare not speculate on your identity."

The waiter quickly apologized, "But my boss also said that if the lyrics and music are beautiful, it can be worth a thousand gold."

"You are such a waiter, you are trying to play tricks on us."

Qu Feiyan turned to Ou Zanghua and said, "Sir, we won't be fooled by such an obvious provocation."

After hearing the words "worth a thousand gold", Ou Zanghua thought of his cheat and the screen downstairs that was missing the last line of the poem, and said with a smile, "I am a little interested."

Qu Feiyan immediately changed the subject and said, "Did you hear that? My young master's work is worth a fortune!"

"Yes Yes Yes"

"Why don't you go and prepare your pen, ink, paper and inkstone?" "Yes, yes, yes"

As the waiter brought up the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, the guests in other seats also became interested and came up to watch.

Ou Zanghua looked at the Broken Bridge, and the TV series he loved so much in his previous life was just right, so he started writing directly:
Bai Suzhen at the foot of Mount Qingcheng

Cultivate this body in the cave for thousands of years

Diligent practice leads to enlightenment

Reborn as a human

Focus on the Tao without distractions
Taking refuge in the Three Treasures and abandoning the secular world

I hope the Bodhisattva will enlighten me.

Save me from the mortal world

The guests who could sit here to eat, drink and have tea were all talented and educated. After reading Ou Zanghua's words, they all looked a little disappointed.

With this level of ability, you dare to act wildly in West Lake Restaurant? You really overestimate your own abilities!

"He has practiced for thousands of years and has achieved enlightenment. The story is okay, but the writing is average."

"The writing is good, and the story is good, so why is it written like this?"

"If that young man is only this capable, it would be a waste of such a good story!"

Listening to the discussions of the people around her, Qu Feiyan immediately became unhappy. When the little girl turned around and was about to have a good "discussion" with these people, she was stopped by her grandfather.

Seeing his granddaughter holding her mouth in grievance, Qu Yang smiled bitterly and reminded her: "Be patient and keep watching!"

At this time, Ou Zanghua had already attached the abridged score, and several guests who understood music were already starting to get a little uneasy.

They began to push aside the jeering guests so that they could get a closer look.

The so-called reduced notation, also known as fingering notation, is a type of musical notation characterized by recording finger positions and left-hand playing techniques. It was created by Cao Rou, a zither player in the late Tang Dynasty.

There is a plot in the 86th chapter of "A Dream of Red Mansions" called "The Lady of Leisurely Feelings and the Reading of Qin and Books"
Jia Baoyu came to Lin Daiyu's place and looked at the book that Daiyu was reading, but he could not recognize a single word in the book.

Some look like the character "芍", some look like the character "茫", and there is also a character "大" with a hook next to the character "九", and a character "五" added in the middle.

He looked at her with wonder and confusion, and then said, "Sister has made great progress recently and has started to read the Book of Heaven."

The "heavenly book" that Jia Baoyu called was the Jianzi score.

The Smiling, Proud Wanderer written by Lao Liu and Qu Yang also used the abridged score, but people in the martial arts world did not recognize it and thought it was the sword score of the "Bixie Sword", which led to the later plot in the bamboo forest.

At this moment, Qu Yang was watching Ou Zanghua writing while tapping the rhythm with his fingers, as if he had already heard the beautiful melody, and his whole body was filled with an inexplicable sense of happiness.

The other few people who knew about music obviously did not have Qu Yang's skills and were scratching their heads in anxiety.

It's like there are hundreds of taels of gold in front of you, but you can't walk over it because your legs are numb. You're extremely anxious.

After finishing the last stroke, Ou Zanghua picked up three pieces of paper, dried the ink, handed them to the waiter and said, "Next, it's my test of your boss."

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, sir!" The waiter nodded quickly, carefully took the paper, turned around and ran out.

He noticed the reactions of those guests, to whom even the host treated with courtesy, after seeing the abridged score, and thought that the well-mannered guest must have written an extraordinary work.

After the waiter went downstairs, he walked around a rockery and passed through a corridor and came to an exquisite courtyard.

A strong woman came out and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Replying to Madam Zhang, a scholar came today and wrote a poem. He specially asked you to take a look at it." The waiter raised his hands and handed over the three pieces of paper.

"I got it. You can go back now!" Mother Zhang took the paper, smelled it, and after confirming that there was no problem, she turned and walked into the yard.

At this moment, the lights in the small house in the yard were on. A woman who was no more than twenty years old was lying on the tower, holding a storybook in her hand and looking listless.

Hearing Mother Zhang come in, she looked up.

Under the light, this woman's face is as white as powder, her lips are as white as rouge, her almond eyes are full of affection, and she has a natural flirtation, all in her eyebrows.
(End of this chapter)