Just as Wu Ma was saying all her good words to ease the conflict between Lin Buping and Wu Qin, two boys carried a huge guzheng and placed it on the wooden frame in the center of the red carpet.
"I actually used strings to raise the zither and play it. I'm really blessed today." The sharp-eyed guest had already shouted.
"Yellow wood is the base and silver wires are the strings. The best part is that every four silver wires are separated by a green string, which makes the pitch of the zither more obvious and the movement and silence more appropriate." Tong Bo looked at it. The kite couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart: "I just don't know how skilled the kite player is?"
"How's it going? Are the voting results out yet?" Wu Ma looked at everything being prepared on the stage and waved anxiously to a boy.
"Wu Ma, twenty of the twenty-one young masters selected today have already voted, but the number of votes for the two songs is currently the same." The servant looked at Wu Ma with an embarrassed look on his face: "Do you see?"
"Is there any other young master who has not voted?" Wu Ma couldn't wait any longer. She snatched the ticket from the servant and quickly read it over: "Young Master Lin, as for the song to be played today, you won't be able to vote for it. ?Please also choose the track.”
"I am here today just to listen to Miss Yanran's famous song, which is Feiyan Xunhuang." Under the envious eyes of everyone, Lin Buping cast his vote proudly.
I saw a young girl with a graceful figure walking onto the stage; her snow-white silk dress was dotted with bunches of green grass, and her black hair hung straight down from her waist. Except for the left side of her hair, which was tied with a black silk tendon. She wears her hair in a small bun without any accessories. Her eyebrows are sometimes slightly raised, sometimes she is gentle and quiet, and sometimes she reveals a heartfelt smile.
"Yanran, Yanran." The enthusiasm of the guests in the audience suddenly reached its highest point.
"Good luck to all my guests. Next, the little girl will play the song "Flying Swallows and Seeking the Phoenix" for you." Yanran pulled her skirt and bowed to the audience.
I saw her sitting upright in front of the stringed zither, plucking the silk strings with her ten slender jade fingers, and a cheerful melody suddenly burst out from the strings. The notes between the zithers were like spring swallows hovering in the air, flying to each guest, and everyone could hear it. Intoxicated. At this moment, everyone forgot their worries and gained a full sense of happiness.
Suddenly, the tune turned solemn and peaceful again, just like a phoenix spreading its wings, fully demonstrating his grandeur and solemnity.
Yanran plucked the silk strings faster and faster, and a group of swallow-like notes surrounded the phoenix, chirping happily, and a majestic picture of flying swallows searching for the phoenix was formed.
"Yanran, Yanran." The guests in the audience shouted Yanran's name one after another. At this moment, the atmosphere in the orchestra was ignited to its climax.
Then, Yanran gently stroked the zither with her hands, and the gathered notes dissipated in the air and returned to peace.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Apart from the bursts of cheers, there was no room for other sounds in the hall.
"The prince rewards you with fifty taels of silver."
"Master Wu will reward you with eighty taels of silver."
"Master Lin rewards you with two hundred taels of silver."
The wealthy people in the community started to reward Yanran one after another, which made Wu's mother smile with joy. It was estimated that this would exceed a thousand taels.
"Congratulations to Mr. Lin for coming out on top tonight." Wu Ma was like a cheerful old swallow, floating to Lin Buping's side like the wind: "If Miss Yanran is willing, Mr. Lin can have the beauty song all to himself."
"Hmph! With my talent and family background, I can't think of any reason why Miss Yanran wouldn't be willing." Lin Buping waved to Yanran on the stage.
"I'm offering you five hundred taels." Lin Buping followed the call. At an inconspicuous table in the back rows, a Huangshan Master was leisurely cracking melon seeds and sipping tea.
Tong Bo also looked towards the bidding site and began to wonder: "Why does this person look so familiar? Have I seen him somewhere before?"
"Hey, which young master is offering five hundred taels?" When Wu Ma heard this, she was as excited as a gust of wind and ran towards Mr. Huang Shan.
"This is a five-hundred-silver banknote, which can be redeemed at all three banks across the country." Mr. Huang Shan handed over the banknote with one hand without looking at Wu Ma, while nodding towards Yanran.
"Which blind bastard dares to snatch it from me?" Lin Buping lost all control and flew down from the second floor.
"Master Lin, please calm down. I will let Miss Yanran play a solo for you someday." Mother Wu was afraid that Lin Buping would cause trouble here, so she quickly grabbed his arm.
"Why should we change the day? Today is the day." Lin Buping pushed Wu Ma away and punched Mr. Huang Shan.
I saw two water sleeves flying out of the wide sleeves on Mr. Huangshan's right arm. One was wrapped around Lin Buping's right fist, and the other was wrapped around his right leg. With a slight effort, he pulled him away. A stagger.
After all, Lin Buping's leg skills were not bad. His left and right legs were in a bow shape, and his right hand was made into a fist to stabilize his body, forming a wrestling match with Mr. Huangshan.
"Shui Xiu Kung Fu, it turns out it's her." Tong Bo looked at Mr. Huang Shan's kung fu and immediately thought that she was Yin Ying disguised as a man: "She's here too, it seems things have become more interesting."
The two of them were in a stalemate for three breaths. After all, Yin Ying was a female, and she was gradually finding it difficult to compete purely in strength. Lin Buping smiled proudly when he saw Yin Ying's body move forward a small step. He got excited and said, "I thought you, a pretty boy, were so powerful, but it turns out that it's just these two moments."
Yin Ying's face turned cold, her right arm trembled slightly, and her sleeves disconnected instantly with two "pop" sounds. Lin Buping, who had exerted too much force, fell to the ground on his back. Two more sleeves flew out of Yin Ying's left sleeve and entangled her. Lin Buping's waist was pulled forward violently, and at the same time, he took advantage of this pull to fly and kick Lin Buping's chest.
Lin Buping received Yin Ying's angry kick, and his huge body flew back like the wind, and hit the vermilion pillar; a black shadow flew towards him handsomely, and he held it up with only one hand. After catching Lin Buping, he slowly placed him on the ground.
"What are you doing? Is this where you are making trouble?" It was An Dafang who caught Lin Buping and came to investigate the case.
"O-Mother, come here." Zhou Ling, who was behind An Dafang, waved to Wu's mother and showed his badge of the Jingwei Mansion: "This is the chief security guard of the Xuanwu Academy of the Jingwei Mansion."
"Oh, it turns out to be the chief security guard. What a distinguished guest." Wu Ma has really mastered the art of adapting to the wind: "I really want to thank you for calming down this storm today, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"Hmph! Here are two people to help this guy away." An Dafang looked at Lin Buping's embarrassed look and felt very contemptuous in his heart: "Where is your boss?"
"My boss is not here, I wonder what the chief security officer is doing?" Wu Ma waved up her old-colored handkerchief again and looked around An Da Fang carefully.
"Mom, what can you do here?" Zhou Ling stood in front of An Dafang: "Why don't you prepare a private room for us first?"
"Yes, yes!" Wu Ma immediately understood and ordered a boy: "Take the second distinguished guest to the Orchid Room."
"Wu Ma, my young master just came out on top, please ask Miss Yanran to sing a song for me." Yin Ying returned to her previous indifferent expression, as if what just happened never happened.
"Miss Yanran, what do you think?" Mother Wu was shaking slightly as she held the five hundred taels of silver notes in her hand, fearing that Yanran would reject Mr. Huang Shan and the money she got would be wasted.
Yanran gave Wu Ma a cold look, but in the end she did not refuse Yin Ying's request: "Please invite this young master to come to my boudoir; also, please bring my Xiansheng back."
"Tch! Today's drama is really interesting. Who would have thought that Da Fang would also find this place?" When the song ended and everyone left, Tong Bo smiled secretly: "In that case, I'll just be lazy."
Yanran's boudoir is fresh and elegant, mainly in plain white. Only the dressing table has a slightly strange color; the stringed zheng has already been carried into the room by two young men and placed in front of the table. There is a quiet concentration in the incense burner. The fragrance is floating everywhere in the air, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.
The sound of Miss Yanran's zheng sometimes sounds like the sound of a drum, and sometimes like the sound of a xun. Although it is unpredictable, it is quiet, peaceful and solemn, which vividly interprets our sense of China as a great country and a country of etiquette.
Yin Ying, who was sitting across from her, closed her eyes slightly and shook her folding fan slightly. Her face was not happy, angry, sad, or happy. She was obviously deeply involved in this sound and this state.
After playing the song, Yin Ying slowly opened her eyes and clapped her hands gently: "Good song! It's such a good song. I didn't expect that Yanran's zheng music was so good. I really miss the days when we studied together in Luoyang. Ah, at that time I was learning to dance and you were learning the zither, how happy it was."
"Yin Ying, you've finished listening to the music. If you have nothing else to do, please come back." Yan Ran waved her sleeves and issued an eviction order.
"Why should Yanran be so ruthless?" Yin Ying smiled slightly: "Sister, I am here to help my sister because of what happened back then."
"You still have the nerve to mention what happened back then." Yan Ran responded with a cold face: "If you hadn't been greedy for vanity back then, how could our family have suffered such a disaster."
"Here are five hundred taels of silver. This is my sister's apology for what happened back then." Yin Ying took out another silver note from her arms and put it on the table: "This time, my sister is here, and I have something important to ask Yanran for help with. .”
"Yin Ying, do you think money is omnipotent?" Yanran threw the banknote on the ground without looking at it: "Yanran is an ordinary music girl, but you are a noble man, how can I help you? Are you busy?"
"Ying has a friend named Mr. Murong. Today, some fake tax collectors defrauded several of his shops out of some silver." Seeing Yanran throwing the silver to the ground, Yin Ying's face changed color slightly, but she suppressed the anger in her heart: "Yanran has lived in Jinling for a long time and has many contacts. I hope to help my sister find out some information."
"Here, let's see you off." Yanran stopped talking nonsense to him and pointed to the banknotes on the ground: "Take your money away."
"Hmph! Yanran, you are toasting instead of having to drink as a penalty. Let's wait and see." Yin Ying glared at Yanran fiercely, picked up the banknotes on the ground and left Yanran's boudoir under the supervision of a maid.
