female fairy Yan Qingqiu

Chapter 54 Dancer (3)

After dealing with the problems brought by Luo Wan, Bai Feng'er looked at Yan Qingqiu and the others.

"Several people came to visit with valuables, to do what I like, I think they are not just here to learn music, what do you want?"

Chi Yun smiled without saying a word, handed "Bamboo Pavilion on Huai River" to Bai Feng'er, and said, "Miss Bai is smart, so my three sisters naturally didn't come here to learn music."

Bai Feng'er slowly unfolded the scroll, and said with a smile: "Chen Chaosu's paintings are hard to come by if they are outside, and my wife has come here with such a heavy gift, how can I refuse Feng'er?"

Chi Yun lowered his eyes and smiled lightly when he heard the words, and looked away at Yan Qingqiu. Yan Qingqiu understood, took a few steps forward, and said, "The white lady is so smart, so I don't want to go around. We want to invite the white lady to be at the foot of Shifu Mountain Sing "Flying Eighteen Beats"."

""Flying Eighteen Beats"!?" Upon hearing these five words, Bai Feng'er immediately jumped up, and her words were full of inconceivable involuntary words.

"Do you have the score book of "Flying Eighteen Beats"?"

She is not the only one who is so terrified, Yan'er and Yu's mother beside her are also like this.It is said that people in this world who study and practice temperament do not know the value of "Eighteen Beats of Feiming".

It appeared in the world thousands of years ago, and when it came out, it became famous all over the world, attracting many literati and inkmen to compete for collection.

Playing this song, the sound of the qin is as crisp as the shattering of beautiful jade in Kunshan, and the high-pitched singing of phoenixes in the forest of Wutong Mountain;

It's a pity that this song has only been in the world for a few months, and all the lone copies of the score were suddenly lost, as clean as if it had never appeared, without a trace.

"Flying Eighteen Beats" disappeared without a trace, and people can't find any trace of the music score in this world.

Although the music score is peerless, it has not completely dissipated from the world, and the legend of "Eighteen Beats of Feiming" is still circulating in the world today.

"White Snake, calm down first, I know the meaning of "Flying Eighteen Beats", the score book is our great sincerity."

Bai Feng'er took a deep breath to calm herself down. If what the other party said was true, she had absolutely no reason to refuse such an invitation.

As a musician, her greatest pride is not having thousands of loves and audiences.Carrying a peerless score, singing songs that have passed through generations, and passing on the lost music is what she is most proud of.

She is confused...

Normally, she would stick up and beg the other party to give him this opportunity, but now the situation is different. Nowadays, women and children in Jiujiang are frequently missing, and it is unknown whether something unexpected happened.

She still doesn't want to die, or she can't die, and the music and art of her body have not yet been passed down to others...

Bai Feng'er pursed her thin lips tightly, undecided, she looked up at Mama Yu, Mama Yu closed her eyes and shook her head as a sign.

Yan Qingqiu saw her hesitation, brushed his hair behind his ear and said: "I know the hesitation of the white lady, after all, something like this happened in Jiujiang now, we understand, since it's like this, we don't want to force others to make things difficult for us."

As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily, and said to the two people behind him, "Let's go."

Yan Qingqiu spoke crisply and gave an answer without the slightest hesitation. She was so firm that it made people feel that there was little room for maneuver.

"Wait a minute" Mother Yu stopped her tightly, and said with an apologetic smile, "My lady, you don't need to be attached to the foot of Shifu Mountain. The climate there is humid and full of mosquitoes, so it's far less comfortable than in the building."

Yan Qingqiu nodded, agreeing to Mama Yu's words. Mama Yu saw some signs, and hurriedly said: "The layout in the building is everything, how can it be compared? The whole building will invite a few of you as guests. Seeing that the lady nods, this means agreeing." ?”

Yan Qingqiu lightly brushed his thin eyebrows with his index finger, smiled sweetly, and looked away at Chang Ping.

Chang Ping understood, took a few steps forward and said in a soft voice: "Mama Yu's words are true, I think the building is indeed equipped with everything.

However, music is created for people to listen to, the sounds of palaces, temples, and villages, whether it is elegant or vulgar, this is the case.

Closing the door and immersing in it loses the original intention of the music, and it is not satisfactory to listen to it, let alone the famous "Eighteen Beats of Feiming". "

"But..." Mama Yu was interrupted by Bai Feng'er as soon as she spoke.

Bai Feng'er got up, nodded and lowered her eyebrows and said: "Nowadays, people in the city are panicking, and Mama Yu is also worried about my safety, so please forgive me."

Then she paused, as if she had made a lot of determination, and she said firmly: "I'll go! I can go to Shifu Mountain! As long as the lady can show the score of "Eighteen Beats of Feiming", no matter the difficulties and obstacles, I will play it .”

Mama Yu frowned, and said in a distressed tone, "Feng'er, why are you doing this?"

Bai Feng'er attached Yu's mother's hand and said: "To be able to play such a masterpiece through the ages, it is a huge difficulty to overcome, mother, please allow Feng'er."

Yu's mother sighed and shook her head, she didn't object to Bai Feng'er's request, she just felt sorry for her.

Seeing Bai Feng'er personally responding to this matter, the hearts of several immortals couldn't help but be filled with joy.

Yan Qingqiu hurriedly said: "Since we have invited the White Snake, you can rest assured of the safety of the White Snake."

Mother Yu looked at Yan Qingqiu and the others, thinking of Luo Wan's respectful appearance to Chang Ping just now, she nodded.

Then Yan Qingqiu and the others discussed with Mama Yu about the song to be set up in a few days, and the progress was quite smooth.

Before leaving, Chi Yun also left expensive jade antiques as an invitation deposit, and promised to pay another big money after the end.

In this way, Bai Feng'er's determination to go to play was strengthened, and her last worry was completely dispelled.

After returning to the inn, Chang Ping began to silently write the composition of "Eighteen Beats of Fei Ming".

The "Flying Eighteen Beats" was originally the original music score created by the God of Music thousands of years ago, but it was accidentally left behind in the world. The so-called no trace is just that the God of Music took back the score, which naturally includes manuscripts and other records.

Chang Ping was already proficient in music theory, so it was not difficult to silently write the tunes he had played, and he handed over the completed scores in a short time.

"You are really good. You can write it out completely after just playing it a few times. You are worthy of it!" Yan Qingqiu flipped through the music score with a smile.

Chi Yun fiddled with the tea cover, and said: "It's also thanks to Qiu'er, I thought of the musician's favorite at the moment, which saved me a lot of trouble."

Speaking of this, Yan Qingqiu Changping remembered Chi Yun's great gift before he left, and the eyes of those who looked at him almost popped out.

Yan Qingqiu asked: "Speaking of which, is it really okay for you to give those jade playthings to mortals? They are things from the heavens after all."

Chang Ping also echoed and said: "Yes, yes, I think all the things in your Qiankun bag are from the fairyland, so you shouldn't use this thing as a deposit."

Chi Yun drank tea and said with a smile: "It's okay, they are all mortal things, and I am very happy to be able to give full play to their value."

Hearing what she said, the two breathed a sigh of relief, but doubts arose in their hearts, where did she get such a precious Chinese vessel.

Yan Qingqiu asked: "Although they are all mortal things, they look exquisite and luxurious. Where did you get them?"

Chi Yun smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's just a funeral object of my imperial mausoleum. I went to pick it up last night."

Yan Qingqiu Changping stopped his movements, each one was taken aback.

After becoming a fairy, the immortals rarely discussed the past in the mortal world. Yan Qingqiu never asked Chang Ping and Chi Yun about the mortal world. Even though they had known each other for hundreds of years, they only talked about it occasionally when they complained.

"After all, the land lord also said that Bai Feng'er is a greedy person. She has no reason to reject us."

Yan Qingqiu Changping suddenly realized, and understood the reason why Chi Yun was so confident last night.

She also thought that if she hadn't proposed "Eighteen Beats of Feiming", she might have spent more precious gold and jade.

(End of this chapter)