Chapter 3: The big hero recited lyrics and shocked the four little heroes, singing and overpowering the crowd.
Last time, it was said that on the way to Xiangyang, Huang Yaoshi and Master Yideng, the old naughty boy played with the five demons in the Tibetan border, killed Jiu Moxin, broke the Five Elements Formation, and made a contribution before arriving in Xiangyang. But they missed the path with Huang Yaoshi and his party.
Huang Rong and Guo Xiang were talking when a thin flute sound came to their ears. The flute sound was like a lover's whisper, like a silk thread; it was also like a soldier guarding the border, weeping and complaining; it was even more like a fairy floating by. Rings ring in unison…. Overjoyed, Guo Xiang had already stood up. Overjoyed, she clapped her hands and said with a smile:
"Mom, grandpa is here! Relatives have a close connection with each other. Just now, mom was thinking about his old man, but grandpa and the others will be here soon!"
Huang Rong smiled and said:
"You are so talkative, why don't you go with me to greet you..."
The mother and daughter took a quick step and rushed out of the door. They saw a gray figure outside the high wall, like a crane rising into the sky, floating in. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Yinggu. It turned out that Huang Yaoshi and his team walked and waited for a while, but never waited for the old naughty Zhou Botong. They were delayed for a long time. When they arrived in Xiangyang, Yinggu was anxious and took the first step to find the Guo Mansion. Unexpectedly, she couldn't get through to the concierge and rushed in. When he saw Huang Rong and Guo Xiang, he didn't say hello and asked hurriedly:
"Huang Yatou, is Botong here?"
When Huang Rong saw Ying Gu chasing after her eagerly, she wanted to laugh in her heart, but she forced herself to hold it back. Just when she was about to say something joking, she heard Guo Xiang bowing her hands and saying:
"Xian'er, please see Senior Yinggu! Are Senior and Uncle Zhou in good health?"
Guo Xiang and Yang Guo once urged Ying Gu to reconcile with Zhou Botong, which relieved the pain of missing each other for decades. They were grateful. When Guo Xiang said this, she knew that Zhou Botong had not been to Guo Mansion yet. Seeing that Guo Xiang was outstanding and heroic, he smiled and said:
"Xiang'er has grown up! She has surpassed your mother before!" After saying that, he sighed again and said:
"Only Rong, the mother of a ghost and elf, can train such a ghost and elf, a girl who is extremely smart and full of martial arts skills."
Huang Rong smiled and said:
"When it comes to the weird elves in Xiang'er, you, Yinggu, have a big share of the credit!"
Guo Xiang blushed when he saw that she was openly praising and secretly sarcastic when they met, but when she said every word to him, she blushed. Ying Gu smiled and said:
"Girl Rong is even better at talking and talking, and I won't be as poor as you..."
Before he finished speaking, he stood up, floated past Guo Xiang, pinched her face gently, and said with a smile:
"Good Xiang'er, I will come back to see you!"
Huang Rong was about to persuade her to stay when she saw a figure flash over like a ghost and said with a playful smile:
"Good wife, why are you walking so fast? I'm chasing after you so hard that I can't catch up. Where are Huang Laoxie and Duan Huangye? Are they being shy again?"
It turns out that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong has already arrived in Xiangyang City. The streets are full of martial arts people, and no one cares about Zhou Botong, not to mention that he is a man who comes and goes without a trace. Zhou Botong was not in a hurry to see Guo Jing, so he hung out in the tavern to drink and have fun. On this day, I heard the sound of Huang Yaoshi's flute in the distance and hurried past Guo Mansion, only to see Aunt Ying. Seeing that she was full of anger, he hurriedly stepped forward and said flatteringly:
"Good wife, haven't you been disappointed?"
Ying Gu glared at him and said angrily:
"I'm just thankful that I'm not mad at you!"
Zhou Botong stuck out his tongue and stood aside with a smile. Guo Xiang was about to be greeted when she saw Zhou Botong rolling his eyes and saying to himself:
"Women are really troublesome. One woman can support a drum, and two women can support a street. This time, if there are three women together, there will be a good show." Suddenly, he licked his lips again and shouted:
"Huang Laoxie, what are you bragging about? You are so sneaky, why don't you get out of here!"
Suddenly, a thunderous voice was heard shouting:
"Whoever dares to gossip behind the scenes, let's see if I don't break his tongue!"
Suddenly he saw a figure flashing, and a green shadow flew towards him like a whirlwind. When he heard the sound of someone arriving, Zhou Botong seemed to have found a step to get down. He connected his palms and attacked the person.
Huang Rong shouted in surprise:
"father--."
Guo Xiang even clapped her hands and cheered,
"Grandpa is here——."
The person who came was indeed Huang Yaoshi. With his long sleeves rolled up, he easily resolved Zhou Botong's moves and said sternly:
"How is it appropriate to touch someone in front of a younger generation? The old naughty boy is really an old naughty boy. He will never change his naughty character even after death!"
Zhou Botong, however, was a man who had no respect for the elderly or the young. After a few moves with Huang Yaoshi, he flew aside, rolled his eyes and said:
"Where are the seniors and juniors? It's Xiangyatou! Come on, come on, let me show you my tricks."
After saying that, he hit Guo Xiang like the wind. Huang Rong knew that although Zhou Botong was crazy and cynical, he would not harm Guo Xiang, so she smiled and got out of the way.
Before Guo Xiang could pay her respects to her grandfather, she suddenly saw Zhou Botong arriving suddenly. Her mother stood aside with a smile, while her grandfather smiled and nodded in agreement. He thought to himself that if the adults didn't play with him, he would have to accompany Zhou Botong. Then he stretched out a pair of pink fists and used the "Seventy-two Roads Kong Ming Fist" to fight Zhou Botong. Zhou Botong saw that Guo Xiang was using "Kongming Fist", so he closed his eyes and started fighting Guo Xiang with one hand.
The two of them each attacked a few times, and Zhou Botong said "Hey" and said:
"This move is not accurate!"
Then he shook his head and said:
"The moves are impressive, but they lack stamina."
After saying that, he attacked several times like a storm, forcing Guo Xiang back, and said proudly:
"No one can learn my seventy-two methods of Kong Ming Quan well. It will be even more difficult for you girls to reach the optimal state!"
At this time, a burst of hearty laughter came and he said:
"Brother Zhou's Kong Ming Quan is indeed difficult to master. Guo has practiced it for decades, but he still feels that he can't cope with it."
When Zhou Botong heard this, he jumped with both feet and shouted excitedly:
"Brother Guo is here at the right time. I want to kill you old naughty boy. Come play a four-person fighting game with me!"
But it was Guo Jing who came in with Guo Fu, Yeluqi and Guo Polu. The four of them heard from the Beggar Clan disciples that martial arts masters had entered the Guo Mansion and hurried over, but they heard that it was Zhou Botong bragging.
Guo Jing took Guo Fu and Guo Polu to visit Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi was very pleased to see that his three grandchildren had all grown up. He nodded slightly, with a smile on his stern face.
Huang Rong took advantage of Yeluqi to salute Zhou Botong and said with a smile:
"Brother Zhou, you are a pretty good disciple, aren't you?"
Zhou Botong rolled his eyes and said:
"So-so, I didn't hear him do anything earth-shattering."
Yeluqi also knew that his master always told nonsense and did not take his words to heart.
Guo Jing said to Guo Xiang with a cold face:
"Xian'er, when did you learn Kong Ming Quan from your Uncle Zhou?"
Zhou Botong shook his hands wildly and said:
"She didn't learn it from me. If I had taught her, Xiang'er would have been a first-rate master!"
Seeing that Guo Xiang was about to speak but hesitated, Guo Jing asked:
"Did you learn Kongmingquan from your brother-in-law?"
Guo Xiang shook his head and said cautiously:
"That morning, Xiang'er saw you, dad, warming up with this boxing. Seeing that the moves were amazing, he secretly wrote them down. But he didn't know it was Kong Ming Fist."
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned and found it incredible. Huang Yaoshi laughed and said:
"This is the showmanship of an old naughty boy. A three-year-old can perform several tricks, not to mention the extremely smart Xiang'er. I didn't expect that her grandmother's photographic memory was actually inherited from Xiang'er."
I can't help but feel sad when I think of my wife working herself to death in order to recite the "Nine Yin Manual" to me.
Zhou Botong jumped up and walked around the venue singing:
"Shameless and shameless, he curses people with a bad mouth and teases people with a long nose. If you can remember the Kong Ming Fist after just one look, only a ghost will believe you!"
With a flash of his body, he used the trick of "washing hands in an empty basin" and attacked Guo Xiang as fast as lightning.
There are seventy-two methods of Kongming Quan. Zhou Botong was imprisoned in a cave by Huang Yaoshi on Peach Blossom Island, and he finally realized it after suffering for fifteen years. Zhou Botong quoted Laozi to explain Kong Mingquan. He believed that when building a house and opening doors and windows, it was only because of the space between the four walls that the house could be inhabited. If the house is solid, if the doors and windows are not empty, and if bricks and timber are piled up in such a large square, it will be of no use at all. The essence of the most superior martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect lies in the two words "empty and soft", which is the so-called "if a great success is lacking, its use will not be harmful. If a great gain is strong, its use will be endless." In the past, Wang Chongyang told Zhou Botong the wonderful idea of hitting the real with the weak and defeating with the weak. At that time, Zhou Botong only talked about the Taoist way of self-cultivation, and he didn't care after hearing this. Until he created the Kong Ming Fist, he suddenly understood when he was using his hands to move.
The first step of "Kong Ming Fist" is "Empty Bowls for Rice", and the second step is "Empty Houses for People". Zhou Botong was naughty by nature and gave each boxing technique a funny and simple name. Zhou Botong taught Guo Jing the 72-step "Kong Ming Boxing". The gist of it lies in the four words "Might comes from the sky." If he were to fight with Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng using this boxing principle, he would not be able to win since his internal strength was inferior. However, If you sit back and watch quietly, but you can understand the wonderful things clearly because of the clarity of your heart, that is what is meant by the so-called "clearness by the beholder". At this time, Guo Xiang seemed to have understood the essence of Kong Ming Fist. He twisted his body and dodged Zhou Botong's lightning-fast strike. Zhou Botong made a sound, jumped up, and used the move "New Rain in the Empty Mountain", but saw his figure all over the place. Guo Xiang knew that he couldn't escape, and knew that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong was able to send and receive with ease, and he was just trying himself. He didn't know how to kill him easily, so he pretended to be panicked and stood there in a panic.
Zhou Botong thought that Guo Xiang was inexperienced in facing the enemy, so he secretly thought that it was a pity. He hurriedly stopped his palm and rolled in the air. He had already floated ten feet away. Huang Yaoshi laughed and said:
"Old naughty boy, old naughty boy, your 'Kong Ming Fist' is getting worse and worse as you practice, so I have to ask Xiang'er to teach you tricks!"
Although he said no mercy, he secretly admired Zhou Botong's quick reaction. Huang Rong smiled and said:
"Brother Zhou wants to test Xiao Xiang'er's kung fu, so he won't be busy at this moment. Let's talk about it in the living room first."
While Huang Rong ordered her servants to arrange accommodation for this group of elderly people, she also invited them into the public hall to serve tea. The crowd crowded into the hall with several famous martial arts masters, but Master Yideng did not appear. Everyone knew that he liked peace and quiet, so he must have been picked up by his disciple Zhu Ziliu, so they did not dare to ask more questions.
In the evening, Guo Jing and Huang Rong hosted a banquet for Huang Yaoshi and his party, and specially invited some old friends and close friends to accompany them. Huang Yaoshi was not accustomed to official etiquette, and no dignitaries such as Lu Wenhuan, the governor of Xiangyang, were invited. The dinner was neatly attended by some martial arts people. As soon as everyone sat down, they heard a Buddha's name coming from afar. Huang Rong was overjoyed and pulled Guo Jing out of the hall. As expected, she saw a distinguished monk with white eyebrows and a serene face standing at the door, with Zhu Ziliu and Sishui Yuyin standing behind him. Guo and Huang hurriedly paid their respects and walked into the hall. Master Yideng, a disciple of the Beggar Clan, has long been able to fast and eat on the throne.
Huang Rong saw all the heroes so complimentary and toasted with Guo Jing frequently. Half drunk, Huang Rong thought to herself that her father was not only unparalleled in the world of martial arts, he was also quite proud of his poetry and lyrics. Why not let him show off his skills while he is happy now, so that these younger generations can appreciate his skills and make him happy. So he stood up and said:
"Just drinking wine is tasteless, but if you compose poems and lyrics to add to the fun, it will increase your enjoyment of drinking."
Zhu Ziliu and others understood and unanimously agreed.
Huang Rong said with a smile: "When writing lyrics, you must first decide on the name of the brand. I'm a simple man who doesn't understand poetry, so let him do the drinking!"
After saying that, he ordered the attendant to bring a war drum and announced the rules of the order - first the drummer would say the name of the word card, then beat the drum, and pass a cup to each other between the tables. Who will write the lyrics for the song? Let’s drink a cup and give the order.
Huang Rong finished her announcement and handed the drumstick to Guo Jing's hand. Guo Jing took the drumstick and heard Zhu Ziliu say:
"Brother Guo, tell me the name of the brand first!"
Huang Rong secretly cried out, thinking: This stupid husband doesn't know whether he knows what a word brand name is. I regretted not writing down some names for the word cards in advance and letting Guo Jing draw lots. Now that he was speechless for a moment, he prepared to act according to the situation and remind him.
Unexpectedly, Guo Jing was already tipsy from drinking at this time. When Huang Rong handed him the drumstick, he thought it was because his wife was afraid that she would be embarrassed in public because she couldn't write lyrics and poems, so she asked him to take advantage first. So he cleared his throat and said:
"Every time Guo looked at "Wu Mu's Suicide Notes", he saw that there was a poem "Man Jiang Hong" in it, full of heroic sentiments and full of heart. He occasionally listened to people singing during the day, and his heart was very happy. He thought about Xiangyang day and night, and he also wrote a poem , please correct me."
After finishing speaking, he first recited a song "Man Jiang Hong", the lyrics said:
Defend the homeland, look at our generation, the warm-blooded son. To drive away the Tartars, he was not afraid of life and death and had high aspirations. The Central Plains are all looking forward to the arrival of the Yue Banner, while the south of the Yangtze River is only waiting for the enemy to surrender. Don't let down and let millions of people live in despair.
Kill the enemy bandits, you will be brave; perform extraordinary feats, you will have good generals! Fen Shenwei is in Xiangyang City. The tiger's roar and dragon's roar shook the heavens, and the hero's arrogance was high. In the coming year, I will defeat the enemies from all directions and sing with you.
After Guo Jing finished reciting the poem "Man Jiang Hong", he drank a minute of wine, handed the drumstick to Zhu Ziliu who was sitting next to him, and said:
"Don't be surprised if you are a master of your own profession."
After Guo Jing finished chanting, everyone was shocked. Zhu Ziliu was stunned, Huang Yaoshi was tongue-tied, only Master Yideng twisted his beard and smiled, and Zhou Botong kept saying yes. road:
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I didn't expect that my stupid brother can also recite poems and write lyrics. It must have been taught by this little girl Huang Rong."
Zhou Botong was used to calling Huang Rong "little girl". No matter what time or age she was, Huang Rong was always "little girl" in his mouth.
Huang Rong started to see Guo Jing stammering and was afraid that he would not be able to pronounce the name of his Ci Pai. She was about to give him a hint, but then she heard that he was going to write lyrics and compose a poem. She was shocked and tried to stop him, but it was no longer possible. When Guo Jing finished the first half of the poem, he was filled with joy and thought: When did this stupid husband become so smart? As soon as Guo Jing finished his thoughts, she immediately came out to smooth things over and said with a smile:
"Although the poem "Man Jiang Hong" by Zhuo Fu has a similar number of words and is full of heroic spirit, it also has shortcomings. One of them is that the poem "Man Jiang Hong" has ninety-three characters in a double tone. It should use oblique rhyme, and generally also has entering rhyme. , although Jiang Kui used the flat rhyme style in this dynasty, but not many people used it. In Zhuofu's poem "Man Jiang Hong", the upper part of the poem uses the flat rhyme style, but the lower part uses the oblique rhyme style. Among them, the word "blood" in "hot blood" does not have the right rhyme, Words such as "not afraid of life and death" do not follow the lyrics specifications. The tone should be flat but not flat, and the flat tone should not be flat."
Zhu Ziliu shook his folding fan lightly, smiled slightly, and said:
"The words of Gang Leader Huang are wrong. Words are the voice of the heart, and poetry conveys aspirations. If the poetry is limited to meter, the poetic flavor will be lost! Looking at Guo Daxia's poem, although it is uneven, the words are repeated. However, it is full of lofty sentiments and is not of my generation. Within reach!”
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Huang Rong was about to reply when a maid came forward and whispered to her:
"Miss Guo San was so excited when she heard that her father had just composed a new poem. She really wanted to sing this poem to all the elders."
When Huang Rong heard this, she smiled slightly and said loudly to everyone:
"The banquet is getting more and more lively tonight, and now someone is ready to cause trouble!"
When everyone heard this, they were shocked, but seeing Huang Rong's calmness, their anxious hearts calmed down a little. I heard Huang Rong say again:
"My second daughter, named Xiang, was given by my husband to commemorate the battle of Xiangyang. Now she has grown up, she is disobedient to discipline, and she speaks arrogantly. She wants to support her father and sing her father's newly composed "Man Jiang Hong" to everyone. "
Everyone cheered again, saying in unison that they wanted to hear the famous Miss Guo Er sing for them.
It turned out that the poem "Man Jiang Hong" written by Guo Jing was quickly spread to the inner hall, and several descendants were also having dinner in the inner hall. Guo Jing's poem "Man Jiang Hong" aroused young Guo Xiang's pride, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to meet all the heroes.
After a while, Guo Xiang, accompanied by the maid Xiaobangtou, came in with various pianos. Seeing this, Zhou Botong immediately gave up his seat and let her sit next to Yinggu. Guo Xiang thanked Zhou Botong, and then said to everyone:
"Xian'er is not talented. She has just learned how to play the piano. I just listened to my father compose a song for me. The little girl did not make any shallow remarks and sang a cappella song for all the seniors."
Guo Xiang saw her mother smiling and her father nodding. Huang Yaoshi didn't object, so he bowed his arms and sat on the floor with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered. Then her pretty face raised, her red lips moved slightly, and a mellow voice came out.
I saw Guo Xiang's pair of jade palms flipping up and down, like jade butterflies flying, playing the piano and singing. The singing voice was clear and sweet, with lingering lingering sounds, turning hundreds of times, just like Han E crying sadly, and like a big man from Guandong holding a tooth plate, beating the knots and singing, high-pitched. , it makes people feel like they are on the top of a peak, with peaks and seas of clouds rolling in; the lingering place makes people feel like they are in a deep valley, with cool breeze blowing and clear springs tinkling.
When Guo Xiang sang "Singing with You", he raised his hands, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the singing stopped. After the song was played, everyone was still immersed in the passionate singing. For a while, they woke up like a dream, and then there were colorful sounds and applause. Thunder.
Guo Xiang's face was slightly pale, she stood up and thanked her:
"Little Guo Xiang showed off his ugliness and humiliated the elders. I would like to express my gratitude!"
After finishing speaking, he gathered around again and sat down gently.
Huang Rong laughed and cursed:
"It's really like 'the pipa bounces back to create a new tune'! The lyrics of "Man Jiang Hong" are impassioned, and only a man from Guandong holding a pipa can bring out the true meaning of it. The lack of tutoring for children makes everyone laugh!"
Scholar Zhu Ziliu smiled and said:
"It's not that you lack upbringing, it's that you have too much upbringing. Only your extremely smart mother, your heroic father's training, and the influence of Island Master Huang's bohemian character have created such an extraordinary woman! The heroic spirit of Miss Guo Er is unmatched by women, and the song "Man Jiang Hong" she just sang has an exciting, generous and tragic voice, which is no less heroic than the heroic man from Guandong."
Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly, seeming to admit this statement.
Zhou Botong smiled and said:
"How come there are so many talented people who only know how to flatter people but not write poems and lyrics?"
Master Yideng pinched his beard and smiled:
"There is a scene in front of me but I can't say it. Cui Hao wrote a poem on it!"
Zhou Botong smiled and said:
"Brother Guo just wrote a poem, and I also want to compose a poem."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for anyone else's consent, he just said to himself:
"Gah, gah, gah,
Swim past a flock of ducks.
Flapping its wings to send winter snow,
Playfulness stimulates spring buds. "
After reading, Zhou Botong was seen dancing and pretending, stretching his hands forward and back, and bowing his waist to pretend to be walking like a duck. Everyone saw the old naughty boy's lifelike movements, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. All the guests at the banquet laughed at Zhou Botong's actions.
Yinggu sat next to Zhou Botong, with strange eyes open, wanting to laugh but not being able to, and wanting to scold but not. Guo Xiang lightly covered her red lips with one hand and held her stomach with the other, crying out for pain. She couldn't hide her clear laughter. The maid next to her also turned around and snickered.
Ying Gu glared at Zhou Botong. Zhou Botong pretended not to see it, grabbed a duck leg from the plate, took a bite, and said plausibly:
"In the past, King Luo Bin wrote a poem about geese, and now I, Zhou Botong, also have a poem about ducks. It's a little worse than my brother Guo, but it's still a poem at least. Let's just listen to it. There's no need for Xiangya to sing, so as not to sing Bad poetry.”
After Guo Jing, Guo Xiang and Zhou Botong made such a fuss, no one mentioned the drinking order and lyrics anymore, and they left happily.
After seeing everyone off, Guo Jing returned to the inner hall, took Huang Rong's hand and said:
"Rong'er, why did you say something good just now, but why didn't everyone write lyrics and poems later? Did Xiang'er, I, and Brother Zhou say something wrong?"
Huang Rong smiled slightly and deliberately said with a straight face:
"Brother Jing, you said the wrong thing tonight, and you still don't know?"
When Guo Jing heard this, he was very anxious and said:
"It seems that you really can't drink. When you drink, you can only talk nonsense. Then you clearly know that I said something wrong, why don't you explain it to me?"
Huang Rong looked at Guo Jing affectionately and said:
"You two, father and daughter, are making a big splash tonight, don't you know? During the Southern Dynasties, only one good poem was handed down, and that poem was left by an illiterate warrior."
Guo Jing was confused and said:
"Rong'er, it's okay if you say I'm illiterate. There's no need to take such a big detour to curse people, right?"
Huang Rong smiled and said:
"Brother Jing, this is well-founded. According to the records of "Southern History": Liang Dynasty military general Cao Jingzong was illiterate and was good at composing words with his mind. At a banquet, everyone composed poems and sang together. The literati thought that Cao Jingzong was A big man who doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters can't sing or compose poems. Cao Jingzong insisted on singing with everyone, but everyone couldn't do it, so they had to agree. When it was Cao Jingzong's turn to compose a poem, there were only two words "Jing" and "Bing" left. Cao Jingzong found the rhyme and composed a poem without hesitation: "My children were sad when I left, and they competed with music and drums when they came back. I would like to ask a traveler, how about Huo Qubing?" After admiring it, this little poem was also recognized as the best in the entire Southern Dynasty. poetry."
Then Huang Rong sighed again and said:
"Brother Jing, you really don't know. As the saying goes, 'Reciting poems and writing lyrics is a minor path, patriotism and weeping for the people.' Your lyrics are not very good, but the artistic conception expressed by your lyrics is so impressive. It’s hard for people to match. I never thought that Xiang Yatou would also give you a face and sing your lyrics with full charm, not inferior to men in the slightest.”
When Guo Jing heard this, he felt even more embarrassed. A little poem he composed by mistake actually won praise from everyone. This was something he had never expected.
After a night of silence, Yeluqi led a beggar disciple to ask for an audience the next morning. It turned out that the Beggar Clan disciples got the news, and a letter was sent by flying pigeons, reporting that the Mongolian army would launch a large-scale attack on the Southern Song Dynasty in the near future, and Xiangyang would be the first to bear the brunt.
Exactly: before the heroes had finished their feast, they suddenly heard that the barbarians were attacking the border again. If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the breakdown next time.
