Chapter 204: Harmony of Qin and Xiao in Ziwei Pavilion
In Anxi City at night, there was no hint of an imminent war, and the few areas where curfew was not implemented were still bustling with activity.
To be honest, Zhang Sui was a little puzzled by the attitude of the people of Yan Dynasty towards war.
Even though they suffered such a disastrous defeat in the early stage and even had many areas occupied by alien races, looking at the state of the people in the city, there didn't seem to be much concern.
Zhou Jin, who was on the side, was very perceptive. Seeing Zhang Sui's expression, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhang seems to have some opinions about the people in the city!"
Zhang Sui nodded and said: "The war is coming, but these people don't seem to care about it. This is really difficult for me to understand!"
When Zhou Jin heard this, he laughed and said: "Since the founding of the Yan Dynasty, we have faced foreign enemies. Even though we had some early losses, the final result has never disappointed us!
Now the army is approaching, and there are immortals in the eyes of countless people. If those people are panicking, there will be a problem!"
Zhang Sui nodded when he heard this. He had to say that in this dynasty, even ordinary people, the kind of self-confidence radiating from the bones is indeed unforgettable.
But thinking about the suffering human beings, Zhang Sui couldn't help but shake his head. He still felt that the people in this city were a little too big-hearted.
At this time, Liuyi Lane was more lively than during the day.
All kinds of pavilions on both sides of the street were open for business. It was very different from the fireworks in Liuxiang that Zhang Sui imagined. It was not like what he imagined, with a group of pretty girls in all their glory, standing at the door to solicit customers.
I only saw well-dressed scholars walking together on the streets, chatting and laughing with each other, and from time to time groups of people walked into various pavilions.
Bursts of sound of silk and bamboo faintly came from the gate of the pavilion, floating in the sky above Liuyi Lane. In this atmosphere, the owners of the stalls in Liuyi Lane also lowered their cries.
It seems to have become more refined.
Zhou Jin took Zhang Sui and went straight to the Ziwei Pavilion where he was during the day.
Zhang Sui was a little nervous at first, after all, he had never been to such an occasion in his life.
Zhou Jin looked familiar and walked into Ziwei Pavilion with Zhang Sui in a swaggering manner, looking like a dandy and a romantic boy.
As a result, I hit a soft nail as soon as I entered the door.
A dignified-looking middle-aged woman stopped the two of them with a smile, bowed slightly and said, "You two gentlemen, do you have an appointment?"
Zhang Sui and Zhou Jin looked at each other. The meaning in Zhang Sui's eyes was obvious: Aren't you familiar with this place? You don't know why you need to make an appointment?
Zhou Jin was also a little confused, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: Brother, I don’t know either.
Zhang Sui shook his head and said, "We don't have a reservation. Does your Ziwei Pavilion still have such rules?"
The woman smiled and said: "I'm sorry, young masters. Either make a reservation in advance or have a recommendation from a regular customer. Generally, outsiders are not accepted!"
Zhang Sui investigated a little and found that there were five or six people in the attic, but there were no traces of cultivation on them.
That familiar power made Zhang Sui sure that he had not made a mistake.
Zhang Suidao: "I also heard from my friends that there is a master of Qin Dao in Ziwei Pavilion. I am also familiar with music. I was very happy to see him and wanted to ask for advice. I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to meet him!"
The middle-aged woman became more energetic after hearing him talk about the music, and asked: "Which instrument does the young master know how to play?"
Zhang Sui took out a purple bamboo flute from his sleeve and said with a smile: "I have some experience with the cave flute."
When the woman saw the purple bamboo flute in Zhang Sui's hand that was emitting spiritual light, her eyes lit up. This flute was extraordinary at first sight.
The woman hurriedly said: "Since the young master is proficient in music, please sit down for a moment. I will inform the madam to see if she has met. What do you think?"
Zhang Sui nodded, and the woman called a pretty little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, and ordered her to serve tea for the two of them, while she quickly walked up to the attic.
Zhou Jin came to Zhang Sui and laughed in a low voice: "I didn't expect Brother Zhang to be proficient in music. No wonder I wanted to come here when I saw the sign during the day.
Those who are talented in literature and those who are proficient in music are the distinguished guests of these places. It seems that Brother Zhang is also a member of the same group!"
Zhang Sui looked at him and smiled, without explaining, instead of sitting down, he admired a strange painting on the wall in the hall.
These paintings should be by the same person. The paintings show a woman in red with her face covered by gauze, either in the mountains or by the water. Most of the time, she is shown from behind, with only half of her pretty face exposed.
The whole body of the woman in red seems to be covered with a layer of light mist, and the overall look is hazy, giving a feeling of looking at flowers in the mist.
Although it is ink, it is extremely expressive.
Over there, Zhou Jin was holding the little hand of the little girl who was serving tea, smiling and asking the woman's birthday and name.
The little girl's face turned red, and she gently broke away from Zhou Jin's clutches. She didn't speak, but just shook her head.
Without waiting for long, the woman hurried downstairs and said to Zhang Sui with a smile: "You two gentlemen, if my wife invites you, please move to the third floor!"
After saying that, he stood by the stairs and gently guided him.
Zhang Sui and Zhou Jin climbed up the stairs, and when they reached the corner of the second floor, Zhang Sui glanced towards the second floor and saw several old servants sitting on the ground on the second floor, surrounded by bundles of silver-white bulrushes.
They were knitting some small items over and over again, talking and laughing softly.
Seeing Zhang Sui looking over, several people stopped talking and laughing, and bowed respectfully.
Zhang Sui felt a little strange, and the woman on the side smiled and explained: "These are old servants in the madam's family. There is an ancestral skill in the madam's family, which is to use Anshen silver grass to weave various objects. This is done in Anxi City.
A little bit of fame.”
Zhou Jin on the side raised his eyebrows and asked: "Did the magical silver silk pillow that calms the nerves that is popular among the dignitaries in Anxi City come from here?"
The woman nodded with a smile and said: "It was made by those old servants. As for saying it is magical, that's not to say, it is just slightly beneficial to people, not that exaggerated!"
Zhang Sui looked at those busy figures, nodded, and continued upstairs.
At the entrance to the third floor, a woman in her thirties was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling and waiting for the arrival of Zhang Sui and others.
This woman looks ordinary, but her temperament makes people look extremely comfortable.
Seeing Zhang Sui and Zhang Sui, the woman bowed slightly in her wheelchair and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for the two distinguished guests. I'm inconvenient and can't welcome you from afar. I hope you'll forgive me!"
Zhang Sui looked at the woman and said with a smile: "Madam, you are very polite. We are also uninvited guests. I heard it is said that Madam is proficient in music and came to visit rashly. I hope Madam will not blame us for being too abrupt."
The woman smiled and said: "I heard from Sister Huang Ying that the young master is also a person who is proficient in music. I am not happy enough, so how can I blame you? Please come in!"
Zhang Sui and Zhou Jin cupped their hands, walked into the hall and took their seats.
Huang Ying walked behind the woman and pushed her to the main seat.
The woman looked at Zhang Sui and said: "How many years am I older than the two young masters? I am the widow of the Du family in Fenglin Mansion. You two can call me Mrs. Du.
I think these two gentlemen have extraordinary bearings, but I wonder where they come from?"
Zhou Jin looked at Mrs. Du with a strange look on her face, and spoke first: "I come from the Zhou family in Tianjing City, and my name is Zhou Jin. This is my eldest brother, who is from the Zhang family in Kunzhou Prefecture, and my name is Zhang Sui."
Zhang Sui smiled and nodded.
Mrs. Du smiled and said: "I just said that the two young masters are very noble, and they really come from extraordinary families. It is a destiny to come to my Ziwei Pavilion today."
Since I have heard some of my nicknames, I can no longer hide my clumsiness. Sister Huang, go get my Leiyinqin and I will play it for the two young masters."
Huang Ying nodded and turned around to get the piano.
Two little girls went upstairs carrying various tea snacks and carefully placed them on Zhang Sui's table.
Soon Huang Ying brought out a black Yun Qin. When Zhang Sui and Zhang Sui saw the Yun Qin, they both raised their eyebrows.
This Yunqin actually contains a hint of thunder. Although it is hidden but not revealed, it is undoubtedly revealed under the spiritual sense of the two.
Mrs. Du took the Yunqin and said with a smile: "The body of this Yunqin is carved from a single piece of lightning-strike wood that has been struck for a hundred years. Its sound is clear and clear, like the sound of thunder. It can be considered a good Qin. Two
If you do, I will show my shame!"
"Zheng!" There was an explosion, and the sound of the piano was like a torrential river. Zhang and Sui seemed to be on the side of a surging torrent. There was even an illusion of a torrent in front of them, like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, ocean and continuous.
Zhang Sui, who was proficient in music, didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the moment the sound of the piano sounded, his impression of Mrs. Du changed drastically.
Regardless of Mrs. Du's identity, her hurdy-gurdy skills are truly outstanding, even compared to those of Zuo Fu, who is a music expert.
Although he knew that Mrs. Du still had this Ziwei Pavilion and there were many doubts about it, Zhang Sui still couldn't help but feel itchy when listening to Mrs. Du's music.
Pull out the purple bamboo flute from your sleeve, and at the turning point of the piano sound, a deep flute sound comes in. Between the piano sound and the flute sound, one is high and the other is low and melodious. The harmony of the two sounds is indescribable!
After a moment, the sound of the piano and flute gradually became silent and finally became silent.
Mrs. Du pressed the strings with both hands, her eyes full of energy, and when she looked at Zhang Sui, she also had a happy face.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The whole pavilion was extremely quiet for a moment, and a group of people were secretly reminiscing about the wonderful spiritual music just now.
It took a long time for everyone to slowly come to their senses.
Zhang Sui sighed: "What a pity!"
Mrs. Du also had a look of sadness on her face and whispered: "It is indeed a pity!"
Zhang Sui looked at Madam Du's ordinary face and said, "If Madam can stop now, I can send you to a good place. What do you think?"
Mrs. Du smiled bitterly and shook her head, saying: "I understand the good wishes of the young master. It's just that things in this world cannot be controlled by one's own control, and it is really difficult to get rid of them. I must let the young master down."
Zhang Suidao: "Madam, you should know why I am here."
Mrs. Du nodded and said: "The moment I saw Mr. Zhang, I already knew the whole story. But I didn't expect it to come so quickly. It seems that what our clan leader said is right, no human race can be trusted!
"
Zhang Sui looked at Mrs. Du and Huang Ying behind her, and asked: "Which clan does Mrs. Du come from?"
Mrs. Du lowered her head and gave a slight salute, and said: "I am from a small affiliated clan under the Lingmu Tong God Clan, the Silver Silk Clan."
Huang Ying stood behind Mrs. Du, her face expressionless, but her aura was slowly changing.
Zhang Sui said with some curiosity: "Looking at you, it seems that you didn't set a trap to deal with me this time!"
Mrs. Du shook her head and said: "We don't want to provoke Mr. Zhang and the Ruyi Sect behind you. If someone hadn't deliberately lured you here, our arrangement would not have been so easy for you to see through."
Zhang Sui asked: "Is it Kong Wei?"
Mrs. Du nodded and said: "When the charm seeds planted by Kong Wei appeared in Ziwei Pavilion today, I knew something was wrong."
Huang Ying on the side suddenly said: "Why bother talking to him so much! The time we bought should be enough, it's time to leave!"
Mrs. Du smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Let's go? Where to go? This place has been banned by Mr. Zhang without knowing it. How can it be so easy to leave?"
When Huang Ying heard this, she was stunned for a moment, turned around and opened the window next to her, only to find that the originally bustling street below was actually silent. Looking carefully, thick fog was rising in the entire Liuyi Lane.
Soon thick fog filled the entire Liuyi Alley, and no one could be seen beyond three steps.
Zhang Sui and Zhou Jin were sitting peacefully. Zhou Jin was still smiling. From time to time, he would pick up a piece of tea and throw it into his mouth. When he saw Zhang Sui looking at him, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Zhang is indeed amazing. Now I finally know."
, why were you able to rescue so many human beings?"
At this time, Huang Ying's face had completely transformed into a tree-man look. It was as if the air bubbles on her body had been punctured, and the barrier that covered her cultivation was shattered. She was clearly a member of the Tongshen clan at the pinnacle of the Human Immortal Realm.
Huang Ying grabbed Mrs. Du's neck and said, "Have all those parasitic silverworms of yours been activated?"
Mrs. Du did not struggle, she just reached out and held Zhang Yunqin firmly in her arms, looked up at Huang Ying and said, "Don't worry, I have already unsealed them when they stepped onto the third floor. It's just that
How big the results will be in the end depends on God’s will!”
After saying that, she closed her eyes and let Huang Ying hold her neck.
Zhang Sui flicked his hand, and Little Baby Ear Mouse appeared in front of him.
When Little Baby Ear Mouse saw Zhang Sui, he respectfully said, "I have met our ancestors."
Zhang Sui nodded, threw him a piece of silver cattail grass, and said: "Remember this smell, help Zhou Jin find all the silver grass in the city and destroy it!" He pointed to Zhou Jin beside him.
The ear mouse Xiaobao said respectfully: "I understand, ancestor, I will definitely find every silver grass in the city."
After saying that, he came directly to Zhou Jin.
Zhang Sui inserted a rune into Zhou Jin's body and said: "You can now come and go freely in the formation outside. Take Xiaobao and go!"
Zhou Jin stood up, patted the fallen tea residue on her body, lifted Xiaobao and put it on her shoulder, smiled and said to Zhang Sui: "Brother Zhang, just do it yourself!"
After saying that, Zhou Jin disappeared on the spot, and his roar came from a hundred feet away: "Qilin Guards of Tongtian Mansion, follow me to slay the demon!"
Zhang Sui turned around and looked at Huang Ying who was holding Mrs. Du!