"The jianjia is green and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. If you follow it back, the road is long and blocked. If you follow it back, you will be in the middle of the water."
Following the crisp pipa tune, a melodious and moving song "Jian Jia" came from behind the bead curtain.
That girl's voice is like the sound of nature, and her singing skills are even more superb.
The tones are consistent and not abrupt. This ancient song must be sung by the ancients. The ancient rhyme is fascinating. In addition, the lyrics of the song are from a famous chapter in the Book of Songs, and the meaning of the song is familiar, not as incomprehensible as the previous song. Bai Song was enjoying himself outside the bead curtain. When he finished singing, he couldn't help but ask the madam: "Who taught Miss Qing'er to sing well?"
After hearing this, the Madam stood up proudly and puffed up her proud chest: "I don't think she was trained by Feng Yuezhi. Miss Qing'er has studied under celebrities since she was a child. How can she be compared with ordinary Feng Yue women?"
"You started out as a celebrity, but how did you end up like this?"
This question made the madam a little embarrassed. She obviously avoided the question and responded awkwardly twice.
When asking, another burst of cheers and applause came from the hall. The guests were so enthusiastic that they had long forgotten the previous dispute.
Looking inside the bead curtain, Miss Qing'er knew that she had completed today's task and had no communication with Wang Xiaohua inside. She silently put away her pipa and prepared to leave.
As soon as Miss Qing'er turned around, there was a sudden sound of a wine bottle breaking downstairs.
Suddenly, a drunken man shouted in the hall: "Lawful lyrics and bad music are an insult to the saints! The prostitutes here don't know the hatred of the country, and all of you who are polite are dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the place suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at the speaker, and the girl Qing'er who was about to leave also stopped.
"Who are you? How dare you speak such arrogant words here?!"
I saw that the man was about thirty, with messy hair and slovenly appearance, but there was a faint sense of dignity and dignity in his drunkenness.
When someone asked the question, he snorted coldly: "You seven-foot-tall men, but you are clapping your hands and applauding during this beautiful song. Don't you know that when you entered school, this "Book of Songs" was written by a sage! My vast Chinese experience For thousands of years, the Four Books and Five Classics have always been the foundation for self-cultivation and scholarship. When will it be the turn of a prostitute to play and sing erotic songs here?! I see that you are also companions of literati, but you are not ashamed, but proud of it?! No wonder we, the Tang Dynasty The war on the border has been going on for a long time, all because of you weaklings who are drunk and dreaming in this gentle country!"
"You...you...you dare to humiliate me?!"
"Bah!" The drunk man spat on the man's face in front of everyone, "I don't even bother to be with you!"
"Here comes someone!" The madam upstairs saw it in disbelief and quickly called someone.
Several people suddenly appeared from all over the flower building and surrounded the troublemaking drunkard from all directions.
"Wait a minute!" someone in the crowd shouted, "Although this person's words are extreme, what he said is not unreasonable. The war in the border areas is tense now, and I don't want to serve the country, but I still have the heart to listen to the prostitute singing "The Book of Songs" again ”, it’s really a bit immodest! Even though this girl Qing’er has a beautiful voice, she is not qualified to sing the articles that I have studied as a scholar.”
"Yes... this "Jianjia" is taken from the "Book of Songs". It is really inappropriate for a brothel girl to sing it."
Among the crowd, voices of doubt gradually arose, and the previous noise gradually turned into contemplation.
"Miss Qing'er, you should give me an explanation for this matter!"
Suddenly, the target of the attack turned to the girl Qing'er upstairs.
The rapid transformation of these young men directly refreshed Bai Song's understanding.
In the discussion, anyone who dares to praise Miss Qing'er is insulting the sage.
A group of men, who dared to stand on girl Qing'er's side, all raised their flags of righteousness against Sansu below, attacking the girl Qing'er who had previously been regarded as a god.
The situation was out of control, and a song just now seemed to have caused public outrage.
The thugs in the Yichun courtyard did not dare to act rashly.
The madam was also panicked. This was the first time she had encountered such a thing for so many years in business.
There was also the girl Qing'er, standing motionless under the bead curtain. Even if you didn't look at her face, you could tell that she was upset at the moment.
"Qing'er, go quickly!"
The old bustard suddenly came to his senses and asked Qing'er to leave.
But the people downstairs heard it, and the crowd shouted: "You are not allowed to leave! You must give us an explanation today! Otherwise, your Yichun Courtyard will be demolished."
Among the crowd, momentum rose again.
Bai Song could see clearly that someone was causing trouble.
There were just three or five people making noises in the crowd, and the matter turned into a big mess in an instant.
Qing'er was a little anxious and hurriedly went to explain: "Everyone... you... my little girl never... never meant to blaspheme the saints."
"You mean you don't have it? Your erotic words and clichés are just confusing the world. You are a witch!"
"Yes! Defeat the witch! Defeat the witch!"
Things are simply outrageous!
It's not that Bai Song is nosy, but the guy below is too bullying!
Bai Song was immediately offended. Looking at the one below who was making the most noise, he took off his shoes and hit him on the head.
Bai Song threw his shoe in the man's face.
The shouting became quieter again.
The man spat, with a bitter look on his face, picked up the shoes on the ground and said angrily: "Who is it? Who threw it at me!"
"It's me, your grandfather!"
Bai Song shouted from upstairs.
"You...who are you?! How dare you do this? Do you want to go against the scholars here?"
"I can't bear to see you guys bullying a girl! Insulting the saints by singing a song? Is your brain flooded and you need to clear it up?!"
"you!"
"Shut up. You look so handsome and you don't look like someone who has studied books. Stop pretending to be a scholar here. If I ask you to recite an excerpt from "Xiaoyaoyou", will you do it?"
The people below were stunned for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly looked embarrassed.
Bai Song walked into the crowd along the stairs and shouted: "Where is the one who just said that the prostitute doesn't know how to hate the country? If you have the guts, stand up for me!"
The drunk man was also unambiguous. He staggered up to Bai Song, glanced at Bai Song disdainfully, and then cupped his hands and said, "Shangguanyi, I wonder if you have any advice?"
Shangguan Yi! Future prime minister?
Bai Song was stunned by the sudden information.
However, at this time, Shangguan Yi had not yet entered the official position, and it was the most depressed time in his life.
After Bai Song calmed down, he didn't panic at all.
"You said that the brothel girls' singing of the Book of Songs is an insult to the saints, right?"
"Hmph! What's wrong? The Book of Songs is the first of the Five Classics and the foundation of a man's self-cultivation! How can he play and sing for a prostitute?"
"It's ridiculous! Did you know that the Book of Songs was originally written to record folk songs? The Book of Songs was originally a music score, but it has been passed down for a long time and only the text remains. Each chapter in the Book of Songs was originally meant to be sung by the world, but It is not recited by literati. It is just that you people who claim to be literati have given various interpretations and added profound meanings, thinking that you have gained previous experience from it, but you don’t know that they are all adding to the famous article. The score should be sung, but "Jian Jia" It’s a love song, why can’t it be sung by a woman?”
"Nonsense! You little brat, how dare you speculate on an eternal masterpiece!"
"Are you making wild assumptions? You are the one who is making wild guesses. Did you know that "The Book of Songs" is divided into three volumes of Fengya Ode. The so-called wind refers to wind and moon, which is the story of folk romance. "Jianjia" comes from one of the wind volumes, so it is also It is the song of Feng Yue. The song of Feng Yue comes from the place of Feng Yue. It sings about the wind, flowers, snow and moon. With the voice of Qing'er, she is the most suitable person in the world! Isn't this song sung by Qing'er? Is it possible to give you this song? A greasy middle-aged sour rotten guy comes to sing? Don’t you know that if you open your mouth, I will spit out my last night’s dinner!”
"good!"
After Bai Song fired a round of machine gun fire, a clear cheer suddenly came from the crowd.
The sound was that of clean and cool mountain spring, without a trace of powdery smell, which was particularly eye-catching among the flower towers.
For a moment, everyone looked at the place where the sound came from, and it turned out to be a little girl wearing men's clothing.
Bai Song also looked over and saw Sang Sang and Bai Rou standing there, surrounded by a group of girls.
Why are these two girls here?
Bai Song glared fiercely, telling the two of them to deal with them later.
Bai Rou felt guilty for a while. She had heard her brother talk eloquently in the audience, which made the men speechless and felt happy, so she couldn't help but scream, but she exposed herself.
The little girl didn't understand what these people were fighting about. She only knew that it was wrong for so many men to bully a girl. If my brother can speak out for the girl right now, he is a very good person!
Everyone was suffocated by Bai Song's momentum.
Among the people, most of them are young people who are just outsiders. They choose sides based on the situation.
At this moment, Bai Song was so angry that Shangguan Yi couldn't fart loudly, so he stopped making any noise, for fear that the kid in the field would suddenly turn his gun and fire at them.
Shangguan Yi was really stunned.
Not because of some romantic song?
But I heard Bai Song say that "The Book of Songs" has been over-interpreted by the world.
These remarks struck a chord with him when he was young and first learned the Book of Songs.
But at that time, Shangguan Yi could only hide the confusion in his heart and forget it after a long time. However, he did not dare to engrave it in his heart like Bai Song and say it out without any concealment.
For a moment, Shangguan Yi was a little distracted, but Bai Song's words unexpectedly awakened this future famous minister.
After the silence, he sobered up a lot, and Song Yi handed over his hands and left lonely.
On the second floor, the woman behind the bead curtain looked at the figure silently.
I don't know if it was because I was moved, but I actually felt a hint of familiarity from that back figure.
If it hadn't been for this person's help today, I still don't know how it would have ended?
"Mom, I want to meet that young man."
…
At this moment, the guests in the hall were leaving one after another. Everyone's face was disgraceful due to today's riot.
Although the guests of Yichun Courtyard have left, Miss Qing'er's reputation has been preserved.
These guests will come again after they leave.
Bai Song, on the other hand, grabbed Bai Rou's hairband and pinched her pink cheeks: "You're pretending to be a man, right? Going to a flower house, right? Are you following me? Pi wants me to give you some slack." ?"
"Ouch, ouch...it hurts, it hurts..." Xiao Nizi cried out in pain, with a sad face, "Brother, Sangsang is here too, why don't you teach her a lesson?"
"Don't think about it, you are the only mastermind! Sangsang, don't you think so?"
Sang Sang stood aside, lowering his head: "Brother Bai, the reason why Sang Sang didn't come is because Bai Rou came anyway and insisted on holding me back."
"Sang Sang! You traitor! Ouch...Brother, I was wrong..."
