Chapter 119 The Brilliant New Star in the Song Dynasty

"Yuer, what are you thinking about?"

Near Shuizhai, in Di Qing's wooden house, Pan Ying looked at the girl in white with her eyebrows and asked softly. Although the two knew each other, they were not good friends. They were just in this uninhabited place, and panicked, so they took the initiative to open their mouth.

It seemed that he didn't hear it, and he didn't raise his head. Seeing that it was flattering, Pan Ying could only continue to look at the song 'Yangmei' hanging on the wall.

The ranking of the winter examination was announced quickly. In order to avoid suspicion, the two cuts of etiquette and books were brought by Zhao Yuanzuo, an old scholar who read poems and books in the court.

The ranking of the nine numbers has been removed and replaced by the two items of the gift book. The top of the two items is still Yang Jing, but in the second place, there are some differences.

On the courtesy, Xiang Minzhong is slightly better, but in the book, it is Lv Meng's skill.

After winning the first place in three consecutive events, Yang Yanzhao was also a sudden rise. For a while, he was always indispensable in the discussion. Of course, Lv Mengzheng was also like a dark horse suddenly killed, which became the focus of the population.

"Brother Yanzhao, what's wrong with you? With such a sad face, if I'm ahead of everyone like you, it's too late to be happy."

Because of the winter test, South Korea Hua went to Yang Yanzhao's yard for dinner. On the way, he saw that his eyebrows were not showing up, so he asked.

Seeing that all three of them looked at him, Yang Yanzhao put away his clueless thoughts. "This is just a fluke, but the Liule competition in Youshi makes people have a headache. Qiu Bai knows that I am above the rhythm and has no achievements."

The words came out, but Zhang Qian was hesitant. No wonder that at the time of Sanzui Temple, Yang Yanzhao always cleverly avoided Zhang Shi and his invitation, and never showed his piano skills.

Therefore, until now, Zhang Qian doesn't know whether Yang Yanzhao really doesn't understand the rhythm.

Zhang Qian didn't say anything. Of course, Wen Zhongshu and Han Guo Hua were just modest. Naturally, they had to laugh and make fun of him. The latter was speechless and could only smile bitterly.

Back to the courtyard, Luo's girl and others had been ready to eat for a long time. When they heard that Yang Yanzhao won the three leaders in a row, even Xiao Muchun, who was tortured by Guo Huai, suddenly came to the spirit.

"Sixth brother, you must take the top of the Yunqing list!"

After dinner, before leaving, Bamei pulled Yang Yanzhao's sleeve and said confidently, which made him a little stunned. He didn't say much, but pinched Bamei's little face and walked to the college with Zhang Qian and others.

Although it was time to set, because of the winter test, there were more scholars on the street than usual, and the sharp-eyed people recognized Yang Yanzhao early.

Almost in the discussion all the way, Yang Yanzhao walked to Suiyang Academy. At the time of Liule's test, after the daytime test, only about half of the participants were left.

The location of the assessment was unexpected, but it was in an open space in front of Di Qing's wooden house, where it was a proud and blooming Lamei.

I haven't been here for a long time. Now that he smells the fragrance in his nose, Yang Yanzhao can't help but think of the poem Yongmei that was plagiarized that day.

Because the test is a rhythm, under the cold plum, the piano, guzheng and long flute are ready. The eyes glanced not far away, Xiang Minzhong is slightly nod, and the wrapped jacket seems to be thicker than the day.

At the time of You, Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Wei, arrived accompanied by Di Qing and others, and the six music assessment officially began.

Perhaps because the winter test was held in Suiyang College, the disciples of the other three colleges took the lead in playing, which also made Yang Yanzhao temporarily have some time to see the superb skills of others.

The first was Shigu Academy, but Xiang Minzhong was not the first to appear, but the last time before he stepped forward.

Fuqin tuning. When he was about to enter Zhengle, for some reason, Yang Yanzhao felt that he looked up at himself. Before I figured out the reason, there was a jingling sound like a spring in my ear.

After a song, the lingering sound is endless, and everyone is immersed in it and can't extricate themselves.

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing in his heart that he was indeed the top of the Yunqing list. The sound he played was a little similar to Xu Shi's, touching and unable to extricate himself. It seemed that this rhythm was not comparable to him.

In the wooden house, Zhao Tingmei and others were also infected by this endless righteous and elegant voice. It was not until the disciple of Bailu Cave played the flute that they came to their senses.

"I have made a lot of progress in Xiang Changzhi's piano art. A song of 'Yunmen' makes people go around for three days. From then on, I don't know the taste of meat! Rixin, what do you think of this six music test?

Seeing Zhao Tingmei's happy appearance, Zhao Dezhao on one side answered for a long time, "What Xiang Changzhi said is really good, but it is still unknown who will die. Why should Uncle Huang be so anxious?"

"Brother, who do you think will win this game?"

Pan's jaw asked Pan Ji, who was silent, softly. The latter did not say anything, but shook his head slightly, so that he had to give up and stop asking. He looked up at the white figure leaning against the window. Somehow, there was a trace of brilliance in his eyes.

"Before this, Yu Fan and the other two were also good, but unfortunately they were a little inferior to Xiang Changzhi."

When the disciples of Bailu Cave finished playing the song, Zhao Tingmei couldn't help saying that. Hearing the words, Zhao Dezhao subconsciously nodded and matched it. "Uncle is right. Their rhythm is round but not flexible enough. In terms of artistic conception, they owe a lot."

As he spoke, a melodious sound of flute came, and Zhao Tingmei immediately called the guard, "Go and see who played this song!"

Not long after, the guard came to report that it was Lv Mengzheng of Yuelu Academy. Zhao Tingmei suddenly remembered another person who appeared out of thin air like Yang Yanzhao in this winter test.

"Although this person is old, there is no doubt about his talent. He didn't expect to be able to show the song 'Drunken Fish Singing Evening' so vividly. It seems that Xiang Changzhi has met his opponent."

Lv Meng finished the song, and Yang Yanzhao's heart was also a little tight. He really didn't expect that the other party was also a master of music.

If Lv Meng is taking the lead tonight, with his skills, tomorrow's imperial shooting will also be in the bag. In this way, the top of the Yunqing list will be taken away by this Confucian.

Thinking of the scene of the battle between life and death on Huashan Mountain, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but have a strong fighting spirit and must not let him win, even if it was for the Taoist facade behind him.

But he is about to go to Suiyang College. What should he take to compete with the superb Lu Mengzheng, who doesn't know anything about Guyin?

He frowned, but he was at a loss. He couldn't help complaining about why he didn't learn from Xu Shaoyang. With his guidance, it should be very easy to play here.

But chagrin doesn't help. On the edge of Guzheng, South Korea is playing. Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao, who is eager, can't help complaining, "What's playing the piano and playing the flute? Change to another place, I'll sing a high with your KTV!"

"Brother Yanzhao, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Qian, who was on one side, turned his face and asked, looking at the sudden joy on Yang Yanzhao's face.

"Nothing, Qiu Bai, do you know the song that Brother Shaoyang usually plays?"

"Brother Yan Zhao is talking about the 'Spring River and Green Water' created by his teacher? I've learned a little, but I don't have the master's skill.

Zhang Qian sighed, "I can only blame Zhang Qiubai for his poor learning skills. After Yan Zhao, he will use this song to stroke the piano, hoping that my teacher will not blame me for humiliating him after knowing it in the future."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao smiled even more, "It's so good, Qiu Bai, how about you and I play together later?"

"How to play the ensemble?"

Zhang Qian's heart was full of doubts, but Yang Yanzhao just smiled and said, "Wait a minute, Qiu Bai, just play 'Spring and Green Water'."

As Wen Zhongshu's last lingering voice dissipated, the superintendent of Suiyang Academy, who was responsible for naming, pointed out Yang Yanzhao, who bent down and walked out of the waiting students.

Maybe it was three times in a row. When he was listed, many people around him looked at it and wanted to see what the most popular people looked like.

Even Xiang Min, who had been closing her eyes and falling preslept, raised her head. Lv Mengzheng no longer listened to Qian Lin's whisper alone. He put down the paper fan he was playing with in his hand, and the two brothers also took two steps forward from a white deer cave student.

"Wang Wei, mountain chief, ladies and gentlemen, Yang Jing has something to say."

Yang Yanzhao suddenly said this, which made everyone present a little confused. Zhao Yuanzuo didn't know when there was a look of joy in his eyes. Before Di Qing and others could speak, they said first, "If you have something to say, just say."

Zhao Yuanzuo spoke. Of course, the rest of the people would not say much. Yang Yanzhao also took advantage of his relationship with Zhao Yuanzuo that others did not know, but it was much better. He quickly said the calculation in his heart. "King Wei, ladies and gentlemen, the ancient magnificent sound is like the sound of heaven, which makes students sink into it and can't extricate themselves. This is also the talent that predates Yang Jing. The mystery of the sages is beyond Yang Jing's reach.

I recall that the sage song sings when it is popular, and I can sing when I am happy. Therefore, it is always a pity to watch so many amazing songs without songs.

Hearing the words, all the doctors of the college laughed, and Di Qing took the lead in saying, "Oh? Do you want to sing and sing? I don't know what this song is, and what song is it?"

"Wu Shan Chang, the song is written by the rise of the students, but the song is played by Yang Jing's good friend."

With that, Yang Yanzhao looked at Zhang Qian. Although the latter did not understand what medicine was sold in his gourd, he immediately gave birth to a trace of gratitude when he remembered the things he had been together.

Brother Yan Zhao is secretly helping him again.

He stepped forward, stood on the side of Yang Yanzhao, saluted Zhao Yuanzuo and others, and Zhang Qian stopped talking.

"In ancient times, there was the sound of high mountains and flowing water. Jing Ke and Gao Jianli wrote about the love of a strong man, but it was always played by one person, and the other listened to it. Now are you two going to make a clear voice?"

Zhang Hao said with a smile. Although this is a joke, it aroused the curiosity of the rest of the people in the field. Zhao Yuanzuo even said, "Sing it quickly!"

Zhao Yuanzuo is the prince sent by the official family of the Song Dynasty, and he is also the eldest son of the emperor. What he said, the rest of them will naturally have no objections.

Yang Yanzhao and Yang Yanzhao bent down again to Zhao Yuanzuo and the men. Zhang Qian sat in front of the guqin, flinged his fingers gently, and a crisp sound suddenly spread away.

This is a song created by Xu Shaoyang for many days. Therefore, after the first note was scattered, except for Yang Yanzhao, everyone else listened. Even Xiang Minzhong and others couldn't help but concentrate on it.

After Zhang Qian popped up a paragraph, the song that everyone was waiting for sounded, "When will there be a bright moon? Ask the blue sky with wine..."