After everyone discussed it, they planned to go to Daojiazhai as a guest first to discuss how to deal with the funeral.
Wei Changyin had fulfilled his wish, he could hear the singing of phoenixes and birds, and composed a piece of music that he had poured his heart and soul into. It was time to leave, so there was no objection to this trip.
Xiaoyu felt that Qiguan broke his promise and after finding out the truth, he sent men in black to kill people and silence them.
After all, Qiguan seems to be a decent man, but he is also an elder of the Demon Sect, and Wen Jinchun is the great elder. If he wants to maintain the reputation of the Demon Sect, his best choice is to kill people and silence them, so if they wait here, they will only There will be waves of assassinations waiting to come.
After everyone discussed it, they first went to the small town at the foot of Dongxing Mountain to pack their luggage, and then had a simple lunch at the inn, then hired a few carriages and walked all the way to Xiaodongxing Mountain and back to Daojiazhai.
On the afternoon of March 10th.
The carriage of Xiao Yu and his entourage is already on its way back to Daojiazhai and will probably arrive in the evening.
The main carriage was occupied by Wei Changyin, Li Luo, Xiao Yu and Yu Liufei, and the carriage behind was occupied by Zhou Xiaoyi, An Ning, Dao Qingqing and Dao Chenghuan.
As for the other brothers in Daojiazhai, they all followed on horseback.
In Xiaoyu's carriage, Wei Changyin was filling in the words of the song.
Xiaoyu watched him writing lyrics and asked curiously, "The nice music played in Fengyintan this morning must have been played by Uncle Wei."
Wei Changyin nodded, smiled, pointed to the music score in his hand, and replied, "That's exactly the tune."
Xiaoyu remembered that when she was in Jiangnan, she listened to the song in the rain, and asked tentatively: "Uncle Wei, half a year ago, when I was working as a waiter in Jiangnan, Uncle Liu and I listened to half of it on the lake one day. The music is also very nice. But later I heard that the gentleman playing the piano had a broken string. I never saw it with my own eyes, so I invited the gentleman to play the complete music. I wonder if it was you, old man?"
When Wei Changyin heard this, he frowned and remembered that when the devil Ji Ruge was making trouble in Jiangnan, he did play the piano in the rain on the lake.
Before Wei Changyin could speak, Li Luo rushed to the side and replied: "Yes, Xiaoyu, it turns out that you had heard Master play his song back then!"
When Xiaoyu heard this, she felt very happy and said happily: "As expected, it was Uncle Wei who played it. Luoluo, was it you who was standing on the side holding an umbrella that day?"
Li Luo nodded happily.
"It's a pity that when we caught up with you that day, you had already left." Xiaoyu continued: "I was still very melancholy at that time. I secretly thought to myself that I couldn't listen to such a beautiful piece of music. It's really a pity. Now after listening to Uncle Wei today, The song reminds me of this, and if I have the opportunity to listen to Uncle Wei's music again in the future, I will have no regrets."
Chief Wei smiled and said: "You boy, the tune I played that day was also half a tune. When the string was broken, there was no second half of the tune. But with today's half tune, it becomes 20% of the 30%. Already."
Xiaoyu asked curiously: "What? Uncle Wei, is the song you played today and the song that day come from the same song?"
Wei Changyin nodded and replied: "The idea is not yet finished, but the name of this song is just hard for me. You guys are destined to enjoy the music every time, so why don't you help me?" How about I give it a name?"
Xiaoyu waved her hands repeatedly and replied: "This is impossible, not complete, let alone subdivided into twelve rhymes. Uncle Wei, you are putting me in a difficult position. You want me to name your good tune. You must not do it."
"Well, you don't understand music?" Wei Changyin heard this, frowned and thought for a moment, burst out laughing, clapped his hands one after another, as if he was as excited as if he had obtained a rare treasure, looked at Xiao Yu and said happily: "Who said you have to understand? Only people who know music can name it? Haha, I just want people like you who don't know music to name it, so that this song can be perfect. If someone who knows music really chooses the name, it will probably be far-fetched and similar to "Guangling San" There are famous songs such as "Tianfangji" and "Luo Qingcheng", but they seem imperfect! Come on, come on, come and give me a name for this song. "
Xiaoyu's repeated postponements made Wei Changyin a little angry.
Wei Changyin frowned and scolded: "I see you are so free and easy at ordinary times. Why, naming this song can make you unhappy?"
Xiaoyu saw that Uncle Wei was so stubborn
, unable to convince him, he had no choice but to stop refusing and replied: "You really want me to name you?"
Wei Changyin nodded and replied: "You can just name it. I saw how free and elegant your boy was when he dealt with Kong Ge. Why are you so timid and like a girl today?" :
Xiaoyu concentrated, thought for a while, and replied: "Well, Uncle Wei, you see, every time I listen to your music, I listen to it on a boat in the lake. It would be a bit unfashionable to call the title of the song "Listening on the Lake", I guess. I think it’s better to follow the example of my old friend and make a post-word premise. How about calling it “Listening to the Lake”? "
When Wei Changyin heard the words, he muttered: ""Listen to the lake", "listen to the lake", "listen to the lake" song, "listen to the lake" song..."
"Okay, okay, "Listen to the music on the lake, a guest on the rivers and lakes in the world." What a "listening to the lake", this song is called "listening to the lake"! "Wei Changyin happily praised Xiao Yu and said: "You kid, you still said you don't know how to choose a name. Look, if you just think about it, won't it be a good name? Wait until I do this
After the song was finished, I wrote the lyrics. How about I give you a volume as well? "
Xiaoyu replied: "Okay, Uncle Wei, but you can use my name, I have a condition!"
Wei Changyin asked with a smile: "Oh, are there any conditions? Tell me!"
"Then after you make the music, when you give me the music score, you have to play it for us with your own hands." Xiaoyu curled her lips and muttered.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, you kid, didn't you just refuse to give me a name for this song? Now you are not polite to me?" Wei Chang said with a smile.
Xiaoyu murmured: "Uncle Wei, your music is like listening to fairy music, it makes people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze, and they never get tired of listening to it. If you can listen to it again every day, you will be in a good mood, and I'm afraid you can live for a few more decades... ..Brother Liufei, do you think so or not?" After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he patted Yu Liufei on the shoulder and asked with a smile.
Yu Liufei was chewing on the braised chicken feet he bought at the market. A piece of oil paper at his feet was covered with chicken bones. At this time, he was patted on the shoulder by Xiao Yu and was stunned. After hearing Xiao Yu's words, he didn't know what they were talking about just now. What? Just chewed and muttered: "What?"
Xiao Yu said: "I said the music played by Uncle Wei was fairy music! Do you think so or not?"
"Well, well, it sounds good! Xianle!" Yu Liufei nodded repeatedly. He had not yet swallowed the chicken feet in his mouth, so he spoke vaguely. Then he gave Wei Changyin a thumbs up, and then with a tremor, his bones stuck in his throat. He suddenly coughed and his face turned red.
Wei Changyin frowned on one side and muttered: "Play the piano to a cow!" Then he shook his head helplessly.
For a moment, Xiao Yu and Li Luo also smiled.
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