Chapter three hundred and forty-seven guests of the curtain
Li Xiuyuan looked at the artist named Shiniang not far away, thought for a moment but shook his head, confirming that he and this person were really strangers.
They have never met before.
If there was an intersection, then he would have had an influence. Even if Qingmei met him once when she was a child, he would remember it clearly.
"I have been wandering among ghosts, gods, foxes and monsters. In fact, I don't really have much interaction with ordinary people. There should be no women who know me. I'm afraid this Shi Niang is also weird." He thought secretly in his heart and felt it was necessary.
pay attention.
As his identity is gradually spread by ghosts and gods, more and more ghosts in the world will know about Li Xiuyuan's existence.
Youdao is famous for many people, not to mention Li Xiuyuan, a born saint. To put it bluntly, although he is just a scholar now and not worth mentioning, his fate is here, and every move he makes will affect the situation of the world.
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This situation may not be for mortals, but may be for ghosts and gods.
Therefore, more and more people will pay attention to Li Xiuyuan.
There are good intentions and there are bad intentions.
Although Shi Niang paid a little attention to Li Xiuyuan, she did not speak. She just bowed to everyone, and then without saying a word, the two maids behind her arranged the piano instruments, then knelt down in front of the piano table, cleaned their hands and burned incense.
, debugging the sound, a series of hands-on movements, looking elegant and beautiful, in line with the image of a talented woman in the minds of scholars.
Just from these small movements, it can be seen that this Shi Niang must be a master at playing the piano.
"Is this the Shi Niang that everyone is equal to? She is indeed very beautiful." Ning Caichen couldn't help but praise softly at this moment, but immediately felt a little disappointed.
He would have had such a confidante, the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian in Lanruo Temple.
It's a pity that the fate between me and him is shallow, and people and ghosts have different paths. In the end, I can only separate and watch her go to reincarnation.
"I think the flower girl before was more beautiful." Zhu Yu couldn't forget the flower girl.
It's a pity that the flower girl was annoyed by the monk when she came here before, and left angrily, so that she missed a good relationship with a charming beauty. Now every time I think about it, my heart breaks.
"This woman is so delicate, with such a delicate temperament, and such beauty, she is probably rare in the world. She can't be a demon wearing a layer of skin, because only ghost foxes have such beauty.
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But seeing Shiniang's beauty brought back some bad memories for Wang Ping.
"You, a good and upright man, are still afraid of monsters? Didn't you ask me to let the painted-skinned demon go?" Li Xiuyuan suddenly laughed.
Indomitable is not a good word. Only Wang Ping understood the meaning. He smiled, a little embarrassed.
But at this moment, the other scholars had already sat upright, filled their cups with tea, calmed their minds, looked serious, and did not have the previous attitude of fighting for fame and fortune, playing the piano pavilion, as if they wanted to listen to this Shi Niang's words in the best possible condition.
Piano skills.
At this moment, Shi Niang had finished adjusting the guqin, and she suddenly played it gently with a pair of slender hands as white as jade.
The strings vibrate slightly, and a series of piano tones reverberate. These tones are connected in series to form a famous ancient song: Three Plum Blossoms.
The reason why famous songs are called famous songs is not only because they are very difficult to perform, but also because they have a profound artistic conception.
However, the word artistic conception is different from person to person. Only close friends can appreciate it. If you want to impress and admire the talents of Jinling City and even everyone with your piano skills, you must have artistic conception.
Just spread it out.
If the craftsmanship is too strong, even the most beautiful woman will not be praised by these so-called talents.
Li Xiuyuan cannot move the harp, which is his biggest shortcoming. The harp is the least proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting. This is because of his martial arts practice. He is used to pulling a strong bow and has to pluck the strings. This is very disgusting.
Moreover, he felt that although the men playing the piano looked elegant, they were often weak, which was not in line with his character.
So he is barely even considered proficient in vocal music.
Of course, you can't appreciate the three plum blossoms and the white snow in spring.
The other scholars here closed their eyes and shook their heads as they admired it, as if they were savoring the artistic conception. They patted their thighs, looking like they were enjoying it.
I don’t know if it’s really a taste, or if it’s a deliberate gesture.
"The so-called listening to music is not as interesting as imagined. I haven't even listened to Xiaomei's singing. I have already learned her A Chinese Ghost Story very well." Li Xiuyuan missed the feeling of Qingmei by his side at this moment.
Although she is a female ghost and cannot be touched physically, she does not feel dull at all when we are together.
After drinking a cup of tea, I just thought the tea tasted good.
Soon, the sound of the piano trembled, and a piece of music was completed.
Li Xiuyuan felt nothing, but the scholars closed their eyes one by one and seemed to be intoxicated, as if they were willing to indulge in the wonderful vocal music and did not want to wake up.
The so-called lingering sound, lingering around three pillars, may be talking about the present.
"What do you think of this song?" Li Xiuyuan asked curiously.
Could it be that I can’t appreciate the things that the ancients liked?
"It is indeed a rare fairy music. This time it is really not in vain." Zhu Yu said with emotion: "This music is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and such a beautiful scenery is worth remembering for a lifetime. I saw it today and it will be worth it for a lifetime."
"Is it that exaggerated?" Li Xiuyuan's mouth twitched.
Wang Ping also nodded in agreement, feeling very much in agreement.
Well, we are all experts in enjoying music, but I am a layman, so don’t let yourself be bored.
After the song was finished, Shi Niang stood up, bowed to everyone, still without saying a word, and then asked the maid to pack up the instruments and prepare to leave.
"Shi Niang, your piano skills are really rare. It's really a blessing for me that I can listen to you today. I just don't know if I have any extra blessings to hear Miss Shiniang play another piece of music?" Zhu Erdan
With a look of reluctance, he quickly stood up and said with his hands in his hands.
Shiniang's expression moved slightly, her steps stopped, she looked at Zhu Erdan, but shook her head slightly.
Zhu Erdan sighed and said: "Shi Niang only plays one song a day, which is really a pity for me."
"Yes, if you only listen to one piece of this kind of fairy music, you really won't be satisfied. It's more than a pity, it's simply a kind of torture."
"Shi Niang, please play another song today, even half a song."
These scholars were trying to stay. Rather than listening to the music, they were more concerned about Shiniang, a fragile and pitiful beauty. Seeing how impatient they looked, they didn't really care about the music.
Seeing this, Shi Niang couldn't help but hesitate. In the end, she had to look at the maid next to her. The maid said at this moment: "The kind invitation of several young gentlemen is really difficult to refuse. The young lady decided to make an exception and play another song today."
It’s just a song that can only be played by one person.”
"Oh, are you serious about this?" Zhu Erdan and other scholars' eyes suddenly lit up.
It is only played by one person, which means that it is the guest of honor.
It's great, it's really great. It's not in vain that I and others often come here to listen to music and drink tea. Although it costs a lot, it is always rewarding. Shiniang's heart is finally moved.
"May I ask Shiniang, who is so lucky to be able to listen to Shiniang's song alone?" Zhu Erdan asked impatiently.
Shiniang didn't say anything, she just turned around and left with her maid.
As soon as she left, the originally quiet scene immediately became noisy.
"Shi Niang's meaning is very clear. The one who has the honor to listen to a song alone is naturally the person with the highest fame among us. I am a Juren, so I should have this qualification." A scholar with the status of Juren said.
"It's ridiculous. So if the Minister of Punishment comes, won't we all have to retreat? This scholar's matter will naturally be solved by the scholar. From what I see, we should judge the superior by literary talent."
"Only those who are reasonable and have outstanding literary talent can make people convinced."
Several people started talking one after another, and immediately wanted to compete for this opportunity to be a guest.
I've been here so many times, aren't I just waiting for today?
"It seems a little boring. Why don't we go somewhere else? I saw a very beautiful painted boat before. Why don't we go on a boat to have a drink and enjoy the night view on the Qinhuai River?" Li Xiuyuan watched these people fighting.
, feeling a little bored, he spoke.
"That's a good suggestion." Ning Caichen nodded.
Zhu Yu said: "Don't you want to try and fight for this opportunity?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "I'm not very interested. What about you, Ning Caichen?"
"I have a good wife at home, so I dare not miss a romantic place." Ning Caichen said with a slight blush.
"It's such a pity. I originally wanted to take a chance. Since Brother Li said so, let's go somewhere else."
Although Zhu Yu was a little reluctant to leave, he was also self-aware and knew that even if he stayed, he would not be able to compete with these talented people.
However, just when a few people were about to leave, suddenly, the maid who had left with Shi Niang came back again. She said, "Miss Li Xiuyuan, please come to the private room on the second floor to get together with Mr. Li."
"What?"
Zhu Erdan's group of scholars were still fighting with each other, preparing to show off their skills, defeat the others, and win the beauty. However, when they heard this, their faces changed drastically, and then they all looked at each other and were about to pay for the tea and prepare to leave.
Li Xiuyuan.
Not only was Li Xiuyuan not surprised at this moment, but he frowned deeply.
The intention of this group of people wanting to get together was very obvious, and it was clear that they were here for themselves.
"There was a Hua Niang before, and now there is a Ten Niang. All the women on the Qinhuai River are obsessed with me. Just now I became mute. I said nothing and did nothing." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.
He is as low-key as an invisible man, and yet he is being targeted. Even the stupidest person would know that something is wrong.
"Wait a minute, this girl, why did Shiniang choose this Li Xiuyuan? It's his first time here and he doesn't know Shiniang?" Zhu Erdan asked hurriedly. He felt that he was quite famous here and was a generous scholar.
of good reputation.
Logically speaking, Shi Niang would have a greater chance of choosing her, but she didn't expect that she would choose the person she hates the most.
The maid shook her head and said: "I don't know, but it's just the young lady's intention. Please invite Mr. Li to go upstairs. The young lady is already waiting for Mr. Li in the private room."