The spinning machine was built, and the Zhang family's mountain of twine was spun in most of the day. Thinking that they would make a fortune in the future, the whole family was in a very good mood. Seeing that they were full of confidence in the future, Zhang Wenyuan decided to hold a celebration banquet to reward them.
When they heard that there was going to be a banquet, the three women got busy. There was an endless stream of people buying food, cleaning the room, and doing odd jobs. In the evening, a sumptuous dinner was finally prepared. Zhang Wenyuan invited Li Er's family to the banquet, but he was the only one who came and gave him a big gift. Zhang Wen saw that he was so sincere, so he readily accepted it.
Four grown men sat around a table, eating shit, bragging and spanking, with the arrogance of Liangshan heroes drinking from big bowls and eating huge chunks of meat. While they were drinking, Zhang Wenjing began to act like a monster. He was originally the leader of a music class, and he and Yan Poxi were half the same class. He had long thought of competing with Yan Poxi. After drinking some wine tonight, he became bolder. He stood up, looked at her and asked, "Little brother and sister, I heard that you grew up in a courtyard, but can you sing?"
Yan Po Xizheng was having dinner with Zhang Mu and Li Dalian when she suddenly froze when she heard his words. During this period of time, in order to stay in the Zhang family, she had been pretending to be a good girl in front of Zhang's mother and Li Dalian, and worked hard to play the role of a concubine. She finally made Zhang's mother happy and Li Dalian nodded. Today she can finally have dinner with them at the same table. She was originally in a good mood, but Zhang Wenjing's words were like a wave of waves that brought her back to her original state.
Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Wenjing repeated indifferently, "Little brothers and sisters, didn't you hear what I said? Come on, sing a song for us?"
Yan Poxi couldn't pretend anymore, so she had to put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and bowed, and reluctantly declined, "Second uncle, it's not that I don't want to play and sing, it's because I have become a good person and I have sworn to the old lady that I will never touch those things again in the future. The business is done.”
Zhang Wenjing said disapprovingly, "There are no outsiders here, why not play a song to make everyone happy, and also see what you can do?"
In fact, he didn't mean anything else. He was just drinking to get excited and wanted to have some excitement. But Yan Poxi didn't think so. Although she had been living in seclusion these days, she still met this second uncle several times. Seeing him brushing his fingers over her every time they met, she knew what kind of person she was.
"Now that the slave family has become good, they will have to look after their husbands, raise their children, and maintain the family's finances. Those talents will no longer be used, and what's the use of knowledge?"
Zhang Wenjing was about to speak, but Zhang Wenyuan took the lead and said, "Are you drunk? Why are you forcing someone to do something if they don't want to!"
Yan Poxi glanced at him gratefully, then heard Zhang Wenjing mumble, "I'm not drunk. I'm awake. I just want to listen to a piece of music."
Zhang Wenyuan was helpless with this guy, so he had to pretend that he didn't exist and turned around to drink with Li Er.
Just when everyone thought that the matter was over, Zhang's mother suddenly said, "When I was a child, I often listened to your father playing and singing. I haven't heard it in more than ten years. At that time, I thought it was very noisy. Looking back now, It sounds pretty good."
Yan Poxi glanced at Zhang Wenyuan. Zhang Wenyuan was a music enthusiast in his previous life. He attended interest classes in elementary school, formed a band with his classmates in college, and performed on stage at the college party. He was somewhat similar to the original owner. Similarities. After inheriting this body, although a lot of memories were lost, the skills were retained. When Zhang's mother mentioned the past, she felt a little bit nervous and nodded, "Since mother wants to hear it, you can show it to me. Second brother You're right, there are no outsiders here, no one will think about it, just play it well and make someone convinced."
Yan Poxi got the permission, but became worried again, "But I didn't bring my musical instrument, so I really can't play it!"
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Wenjing burst out laughing, "Don't worry about this, I brought it all over."
After saying that, he went to his room and brought a suona over, "Look, isn't this already there?"
Yan Poxi's face suddenly elongated, "This... the slave family doesn't know how to do this!"
Zhang Wenyuan said in a dumbfounded voice, "Second brother, you are really my second brother, can't you use your brain? I play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I play elegant music. What are you doing with a suona? You want to send someone away go?"
"Oh..." Zhang Wenjing suddenly woke up and went back to the room to take out an erhu, "Where's this?"
Yan Poxi nodded, then hesitantly said, "I know how to do this, but I'm not very good at it. Do you have a pipa?"
Zhang Wenjing shook her head and said, "No, I still have transverse flutes and recorders here, but not those."
Yan Poxi said, "Then let's play the recorder."
Zhang Wenjing gave her a recorder and said, "Come here and play it, let me see the style of everyone in your academy."
Zhang Wenyuan glanced at him and said in his heart that she is my woman, not the object of your lust. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth to pieces. But this guy has already sunk, has nothing left, and doesn’t even look at it. to his anger. Seeing this guy in such a bad mood, he could only helplessly sigh in his heart. Ordinary people in this era lived too hard. Some people never traveled far in their lives. The women he saw were all rich and thick village women. Village girl, where have you ever seen a big star like Yan Poxi from the imperial capital?
Thinking of those brainless star-chasers in later generations, Zhang Wenyuan felt relieved. Just watch it if you want, since you won’t miss a piece of meat anyway!
With the instrument in hand, Yan Poxi immediately stopped being nervous and started playing it whiningly after trying the tune. Zhang Wenyuan listened carefully for a while and found that it was "Yulin Bell" that they often played together in the past. This song has been lost in later generations, but it is a popular music nowadays. Everyone except Zhang's mother has heard it. Seeing her playing this piece, Zhang Wenyuan probably knew what she was thinking, but he couldn't explain it clearly, so he had to let her continue to play.
At the end of the song, Zhang Wenjing clapped her hands and cheered, "Well, good, good! As expected of everyone in the academy!"
Zhang Wenyuan's face turned black, and he reminded in a low voice, "Can you not rub salt into other people's wounds, and say it one by one, 'everyone in the hospital'?"
Zhang Wenjing was stunned, and finally understood that he was angry, and scratched her head in embarrassment, "Hey, I said it smoothly!"
This song almost won the house, but Zhang's mother was not satisfied. Zhang Wenyuan said, "Let me sing a more festive song to make my mother happy."
Yan Poxi listened and played another song "Lanling King". This is a piece of music handed down from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is mixed with the sound of military drums and horns. Although it cannot be fully expressed by playing the recorder, it is still better than Yu Linling. The melancholy tone sounded much better.
After listening to this song, Zhang's mother was really happy, "Well, it sounds good, it sounds good, Fengjiao is really good at it, I love listening to this song."
Yan Poxi smiled slightly and said, "Since the old lady likes to listen, I will play it a few more times in the future so that you can enjoy it."
After saying that, he picked up the erhu and played "General's Order", which made Zhang's mother laugh out loud, her face flushed, "This sounds good too, okay, okay, you have played three songs in a row, and you are tired." Now, go and have a rest."
Zhang Wenyuan interrupted at the right time, "Second brother, Fengjiao has already performed, why don't you come out and show off your embarrassment?"
This sentence made everyone burst into laughter. Zhang Wenjing was not ashamed. She picked up the suona and said, "Okay, I will play "On the Sedan Chair" for you."
Zhang Wenyuan smiled and said, "You still only know this song after so many years. No wonder your business is not doing well, can't you make some progress?"
Zhang Wenjing smiled disapprovingly, "How can I compare to you? It's your turn after I finish blowing!"
After playing the song, Zhang Wenyuan finally understood what it means to make up for it by playing indiscriminately, "Hey... when your father passed the Zhang family class to you, my eldest brother has always been worried about it. Now I finally understand why!"
When the music played like this, Zhang Wenjing felt a little embarrassed, "I learned it late, so how can I compare to you! Come on, come on, let me see if your skills have fallen behind!"
Zhang Wenyuan was not polite, took the erhu from Yan Poxi's hand, plucked the strings, and played a song "Liangzhou Ci", but when Yan Poxi saw this, he quickly picked up the recorder to join in.
As the music sounds, time seems to have returned to the time when the two met for the first time a few months ago. At that time, one of them played the piano and the other played the flute. Their minds were connected and they were sentimental.
