Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1120 Glory
"The top of the Six Arts Competition..."

The thin captain's heart pounded when he heard this sentence, and he couldn't help but look at the half-finished piano next to the stunning woman.

"If you were at the scene, you should be able to hear it." He said slowly.

He knew very well that the woman in front of him was not only a luthier, but also a master of the six arts in the true sense.

"That's hard to say," the stunning woman narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Before I met my lord, I was almost framed so that there was nothing left."

Her whole life changed because of one person.

That year, she was just the daughter of a small criminal official in the music workshop. Because her father was reported, all her family members were confiscated into the teaching workshop. Even though he is full of talent, he has not yet learned how to face death.

She doesn't want to die.

She wants to live.

But the world dismissed her talent, and just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of stepping on the former lady of the big family. Young and ignorant of the dangers of the world, she chose a kind of crazy gambling in the teaching workshop, betting her life against the piano.

This kind of piano battle is only carried out between top musicians. As long as you win the battle, you can only play music and not receive guests in the future, but if you lose, you will be stripped of your clothes and thrown on the street. One can imagine what will happen .

If you lose, you die.

Because of this kind of death, she can accept it.

She can accept death with inferior skills.

But she never thought that there would always be a lot of crooked ways in this world.

Just when the piano fight reached the final round, all the strings of her piano were suddenly picked off by someone secretly.

Looking at the broken strings covering the body of the piano in front of her, she felt the despair she had never felt before.

Jiaofang only provides one violin, and if it breaks, you have to pay for it yourself. Whether you can buy a suitable violin is another question. She has no money since her family property was confiscated.

She desperately knelt down with other spectators and other girls in the church workshop, hoping that they would lend her money, but those people either let her stay with him for a night with a playful smile or looked forward to seeing her being stripped and thrown out.

The other women in the Jiaofang dare not go against the Jiaofang, even the kind-hearted neighbors dare not stand up for the daughter of a criminal minister, and the dignitaries look down on her as a worthless person.

Who would offend the government's teaching workshop for someone like her?
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Jiaofang wanted to teach her a lesson from a criminal woman who was taller than the sky and lowly in stature, so she came up with this method to humiliate her.

It's a pity that she is the only one who thinks that she can survive by relying on the skills she cultivated in the first half of her life.

Her skills are worthless at all. In the eyes of those people, a woman like her is just a plaything, and no matter how good her background is, it can bring them great stimulation when she is submerged in the mud.

"Why didn't you play it?"

"Hurry up!"

"Hahaha! If you don't play it, you will be stripped!"

In the midst of laughter and unscrupulous humiliation, the 15-year-old clenched the dagger in her arms and calmly looked at the broken strings in front of her eyes.

Being able to die in front of the piano, her life was short but not bad.

However, she didn't expect that she would have no peace even if she wanted to die.

"Why is the beauty not moving? Move!"

Seeing her sitting motionless by the piano, a drunk man stretched out his dirty hand to hook her chin frivolously, a trace of anger appeared in her eyes, she drew out the dagger and was about to stab the man's hand, but at this moment , A flash of sword light flashed in front of her eyes.

Blood splattered.

The laughing people around were speechless.

She opened her eyes wide, looking at the blood splashing in front of her eyes, the howling of a drunk man killing a pig and the sound of a drinker gasping for air rang in her ears.

She lowered her head following the shocked gazes of the crowd, only to realize that a sword mark three feet deep had been drawn between her Qin and the crowd at some point, separating her from the people around her.

"Stop barking, it's just scratching a layer of oily skin."

A slender figure stood in front of her, sheathed his sword, and said softly, "But if you hadn't retracted your hand fast enough, it would be your entire hand that fell to the ground now."

child?
Looking at the girl who was a head shorter than her, she was as dumbfounded as everyone else.

"Cultivator!"

There was a scream from the crowd, and the people who had been watching the excitement couldn't help but take a step back. The teacher of Jiaofang who rushed over looked at the man and frowned.

"Where is the child, stealing armor is a felony!"

Only then did she realize that this kid who looked only twelve or thirteen years old was actually wearing a suit of armor, even though it didn't fit him well.

"This is my own armor," and the little girl just glanced at the official, and said lightly, "Level seven? Then don't come here, you are not my opponent."

"you……"

She looked at the domineering and arrogant official who just wanted to take advantage of her standing there, as if she had seen something terrifying, she gritted her teeth and opened her mouth.

"Whose cultivator are you, you dare to meddle in the affairs of the Jiaofang Secretary!"

"I don't want to interfere," the girl said lightly, "I just want to hear this sister finish playing the piano."

She was startled when she heard the words, everyone was watching her excitement, but no one cared about her piano at all.

A burst of hot air brushed the tip of her nose, she lowered her head in a daze, and saw a handful of copper coins handed to her in front of her, still stained with body temperature and sweat.

She saw the girl looking at her with a shy smile on her face, "This is my military salary for half a year, but I don't know if it's enough to buy a piano."

"What kind of piano to buy!" The official not far away yelled fearfully and impatiently while staring at this scene, "I don't know which family's high-level practitioner you are enshrined in, if you really have that background, I'll ask your lord People take it away!"

However, the girl shook her head when she heard the words, "The rules are set, so let's follow the rules."

She stood in front of the broken zither in a daze, watching the girl slowly pull out a sword at her waist. The sword was red all over, and it was burning with flames when it was unsheathed. The girl stood beside her zither and spoke softly.

"I don't allow anyone to tarnish her piano sound."

She didn't know if there was glory in her piano sound, but at that moment she saw the indestructible glory in that girl's sword.

At that moment, no one respected her, only the girl who had never known her before.

She finally won the piano fight.

It's just that she didn't know whether it was because she played the piano well, or the girl was standing next to her with her sword in her arms.

"I was just playing the piano in a small place back then, and I encountered countless traps." Looking at the twilight outside the window, the stunning woman slowly let out a breath, "In the middle-level ceremony of the practitioner, all kinds of low-level works There should be more means.”

"In this world, it is not something that people can do with their own abilities."

If that person is really in Soochow, the difficulties and obstacles they will encounter must far exceed their imagination.

In the Northern Wei Dynasty, there was no room for female practitioners, and other places were not much better. This world has become so dark that it makes people despair.

In despair, how can flowers bloom?
"That's right, it's not like that," but the captain in armor raised his head against the setting sun.

"Yunniang, do you believe in hope?"

The blood-red sunset hit the woman's jade-like white face, and Wan Liuyun's eyes showed a childlike hesitation.

She seemed to be able to see the list hanging high on the mountain in the south, and the crowd cheering under the list.

She could even see that little girl standing in front of the broken piano, holding a sword and fighting against the whole world for her alone.

"Do you trust her?"

A bright moon rose from the Tianshan Mountain beside the Great Wall, and the strong emotion in the woman's eyes could no longer be restrained. Tears hit the strings of the piano and shattered into crystal splashes.

With tears in her eyes, she raised her head, smiled, and said every word.

"I believe."

……

……

Far away from Soochow, Chen Zichu on the cold mountain suddenly grabbed Ji Jiashu's shoulder.

"The results of the vote are out!"

(End of this chapter)