Chapter 41: The Sages of the Tang Dynasty

"Pipa, pipa, the prince is playing the pipa!" Many tourists were surprised, as if they heard the sound of nature.

"It's not the prince playing, it's the pipa played by Princess Taiping! I've heard it, yes, it's the old man playing!" Some tourists found different opinions.

No one can tell whether it was the prince or the princess Taiping playing. People with different opinions argued and talked a lot. Whether it was played by the prince or by the prince, their skills were first-class, and their level was no less than that of professional musicians.

The urgent place is like a rain pouring out, and when the low sounds are whispering, the urgent sounds are heard intricately, crisp and pleasant, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, which is very pleasant. Chen Wanrong is used to listening to electronic synthesized music, and suddenly he hears such a solo, and he feels good. He can't help but tap his fingers with the sound of the pipa.

Just as I heard it, a crisp, round, and high-pitched sound of flute sounded, accompanied by the pipa, and they were chanting each other, which was extremely beautiful.

Not long after the flute sounded, two clear piano sounds joined, and the four instruments sounded harmoniously, making a pleasant sound. Chen Wanrong was refreshed and happy to hear it.

There was also a group of singers singing softly with musical notes, as if they were having a concert. Not only Princess Yuzhen lives in Yuzhen Temple, but also the "retired" palace maids in the palace. They accompanied Princess Yuzhen to sing, dance and have fun with her.

Whether it is the zither, flute or the singer, they are accompanied by the pipa, led by the pipa. A rapid drum sounded, violent and loud, making the harmonious pipa and the sound of the zither flute dimmed. The sound of the pipa that was originally played slightly paused, and as it rose again, the lead music was taken away by the drum sound at this time. The drum sound led the zither flute to play, and the coordination was much better than the pipa lead music.

"Jie Drum, Jie Drum, Prince's Jie Drum!" An excitement broke out in the wild, and everyone's faces were filled with joy.

The pipa was very popular in the Tang Dynasty and was one of the most popular instruments. It held a dominant position. If you want to play the ensemble, the pipa was the one who led the music. There were few other instruments leading the music. The pipa was turned rapidly and wanted to regain the music, but it failed several times, and the zither flute was played with the Jie drum.

There are not many people who have such achievements in the Tang Dynasty. The prince is the best among them. Who else can be there besides him? Li Longji's musical talent can be remembered forever, and that is worthy of his reputation. The Jie drum he played is sometimes like the autumn wind blowing in the wild, sometimes like thousands of horses galloping, with a powerful momentum. It is not only not inferior to modern concerts using electronic devices, but is more infectious.

""Autumn Wind High" and "Autumn Wind High High", this is the Prince's "Autumn Wind High High"!" The tourists heard the song and screamed excitedly: "The Prince is good at Jie drums, and writes "Autumn Wind High High" to interpret the autumn festival with clear air. Although it is March now, after the prince's performance, it seems to be in autumn, galloping on the boundless wilderness."

This comment was immediately approved by people. As this is said, Chen Wanrong felt a sense of standing on the empty field and looking into the distance. Li Longji is really amazing. Just a drum song can make the seasonal reversal and turn spring into autumn. It is really rare.

In order to appreciate Li Longji's performance, Chen Wanrong waited for most of the day just to take a good seat, and listened more realistically, it was worth it!

The pipa suddenly discovered a sound of splitting silk, which made the originally beautiful performance very harsh and made people feel regretful. At this moment, the Jie drum suddenly became rapid, and a stern look of autumn came to the face, covering up the noise created by the pipa. The Jie drum sound was fierce and loud, as if thousands of troops were fighting, making people's blood boiling. It spread from afar, making the birds in the forest feel restless, flapping their wings and rushing in panic. People were immersed in the drum sound, and even forgot to cheer, and no one noticed that the sound of the pipa had stopped.

The music came to an abrupt end. Chen Wanrong looked at Chen Zairong as if he had lost his beloved treasure and saw that he looked intoxicated and satisfied. He looked at Zheng Qing beside him again. There was a spring flower blooming on his pretty face, his eyes shining. The charm of art is so great!

Those tourists were in high spirits and wanted to play in the Taoist temple again. If they were not concerned about the mighty Dragon Martial Army, they would have climbed over the wall and asked the prince to play again.

"Your Majesty, let's have another song! Let's have another song!" I don't know who couldn't help but shouted first. I got a response immediately. The original was full of shouts of "let's another song", as if fans of modern concerts ordered songs to idols.

Amid the earth-shaking shouts, a soft pipa sounded. The sound was not loud, but it had an unusual force. The shouts stopped involuntarily.

"The Prince's "Return to the Beijing Le"!" Chen Zairong explained softly in Chen Wanrong's ear: "Brother, this "Return to the Beijing Le" was written by the Prince after he went to Beijing to kill Princess Wei, and it tells the story of the achievements of killing Empress Wei."

After listening carefully, Chen Wanrong really had the intention of killing. Chen Zairong's voice was low, only Chen Wanrong could hear it: "Brother, Princess Taiping is competing for strength everywhere, and even if she plays this music, she wants to show off. She just played the pipa and wanted to lead the play to suppress the prince. Unexpectedly, she overestimated her ability. As soon as the prince's Jie drum came out, she easily took his position as the leader. It's ridiculous!"

After looking around, no one noticed them and they were whispering. Chen Wanrong was relieved. Just now, the Pipa and Jiegu competed for the position of the music, which exposed Princess Taiping's mentality. She wanted to suppress the prince everywhere, but couldn't suppress it everywhere. This was not just a musical matter, but was simply a struggle openly and secretly. This Princess Taiping was the same. She actually wanted to compete with Li Longji in music. Although her pipa was good, she was still much worse than Li Longji's outstanding musical talent.

Perhaps Li Longji did not have the will to compete for strength, but because of his outstanding musical talent, he unexpectedly suppressed Princess Taiping.

The two of them had the political struggle in this way, and Princess Taiping was fighting for strength everywhere, but Li Longji came from behind and destroyed Princess Taiping in one fell swoop.

After Li Longji played "Return to the Beijing Music", he played "Midnight Song". When the performance was finished, the tourists were all intoxicated and even forgot to cheer. Only the chirping of birds remained on the ground. A group of birds flapped their wings and soared over the Taoist temple, chirping and chirping for a long time. Wei was a wonder, if Chen Wanrong had not seen him personally, he would not believe anything. (Note: Li Longji composed many songs in his life, but it had been lost. It was a pity to see his name.)

Chen Wanrong has watched many modern concerts, but there is no such infectious performance. Although Li Longji's performance has stopped, its charm and lingering sound will remain in his ears for three days!

"Long live the prince! Long live the prince!" A tsunami suddenly erupted from the wilderness, and even those who originally praised Princess Taiping were also shouting in the mountains.

A loud voice came from the Taoist temple: "The emperor has an order: Everyone will disperse after the song, go home!" The voice was loud, probably dozens of loud voices roared together.

The tourists were satisfied and responded with a loud bang, packed up their things, and returned home. Not long after, the originally lively fields returned to tranquility.

Chen Wanrong and the others also returned to Chang'an and sat in the carriage. Chen Wanrong thought that Ruizong had not made any achievements in power and skills. Later generations disdained him, but he was still worthy of respect and had the style of an elder. How rare is this kind of performance? If someone with a narrow mind, it would not be heard by the people. He would definitely bomb the tourists away. Not only would he not drive them away, but he would also let the tourists appreciate it. He would "the king and the people have fun together". This mind cannot be said to be small.

Chen Zairong saw something unusual from the performance. He lifted the curtain and looked out. There was no one outside. Then he lowered his voice and whispered in Chen Wanrong's ear: "Brother, I guess Princess Taiping came to the prince tonight. She must have heard that the prince was coming to Yuzhenguan. She wanted to trouble the prince, but she didn't expect that the emperor would come too. The emperor was kind and couldn't bear to knock us away. Otherwise, with Princess Taiping's temperament, we would not have such good fortune."

This is not unreasonable. Although Princess Taiping is showing off everywhere, she is very afraid of the shrewd and courageous Li Longji. If she plays in front of tourists, if her skills are not as good as others, wouldn’t it be embarrassing? However, Chen Wanrong was even further away than Chen Zairong thought: "No matter how much he is, it is unknown that Princess Taiping played it because of the power of the emperor. You must know that no matter how much his sister kisses, she can kiss her son. The emperor is already secretly helping the prince, so this opportunity will not be missed."

Princess Taiping and Ruizong were both born to Wu Zetian and had a brother-sister relationship. Although Princess Taiping was powerful in the world, she still dared not offend Ruizong. Ruizong knew that his skills were not as good as Li Longji, and she could not refuse to ask her to play.

Chen Zairong nodded in agreement and said, "I guess Princess Taiping suffered a secret loss here and would definitely not give up. There will be a good show in this assessment tomorrow."

The conditions for this assessment are not as harsh as before. Although the selected person has no power, he must be the pillars of the court in the future. Princess Taiping will not be confused about it, and will inevitably be a move. In this reason, Chen Wanrong warned him: "You only need to do your business well, and ignore other things."

With Chen Zairong's current identity, status, and strength, he can't control other things. He is not doing his duty well. Chen Zairong received teaching: "Brother, I understand."

Just as I was talking, I returned to Chang'an, entered the city, and came to the Zheng family in Pingkangfang. I was busy all day today to enjoy Li Longji's music. I didn't do much, but Chen Wanrong was extremely satisfied and had no extravagant desires. I said a while and went to bed.

I got up early the next morning, washed up, ate breakfast, and went to the Imperial College with Chen Zairong and Zheng Qing.

Today's Imperial College is very different from the past. In the past, I just let it go in and out. When encountering strangers, soldiers can check it out a little. Today, I am very cautious. Jixianmen has three steps and one post, five steps and one whistle, and it is deserted and there is no one entering and leaving.

Chen Zairong handed over the document and checked it. A soldier led him in. Chen Wanrong couldn't get in. He thought that instead of waiting here, he might as well go out for a walk. He had a certain idea. Just as he was about to leave, a soldier came over and asked, "Who is Chen Wanrong?"

"I am." Chen Wanrong replied.

The soldier said, "Come with me!"

After looking at Zheng Qing, Chen Wanrong had not spoken yet, the soldier said, "Come here too."

With a response, Zheng Qing snuggled beside Chen Wanrong and followed him into the Imperial College. The soldiers led Chen Wanrong and the others to a room and reported loudly to the room: "Report to the Prime Minister, Chen Zairong's brother Chen Wanrong, and Zheng Qing are brought here."

A clear voice came from the room: "Come in!" Although it was an ordinary sentence, it had a warmth like a spring breeze, making people feel as comfortable as bathing in the spring breeze.

"Get in." The soldier opened the door and let Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing go in.

When I entered the house, I saw more than a dozen people sitting in the house, all dressed up in the people, drinking tea, and there were snacks in front of me. They should be the family and relatives of the students. There was a table in front of me, sitting an upright official, wearing a purple dress and a goldfish bag on his waist, and his eyes were particularly bright. When it was light, I felt a sense of pleasure surrounded by the spring breeze.

"Song Jing has met two of you, please sit down and serve tea!" Song Jing bowed to Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing.

Song Jing is in the prime minister and has such a respectful position. He actually saluted Chen Wanrong and the others and was kind and considerate. Although Chen Wanrong knew that he was an upright and selfless virtuous prime minister and made outstanding contributions to the creation of the Kaiyuan prosperous era, it was still very surprising, no matter how he could not have imagined it.

"The wise prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, formerly known as Fang Du, later Yao Song." Song Jing and Yao Chong were called "Little Fang Du". Their reputation was passed down through the ages. Chen Wanrong didn't know much about history and knew his great name. He never expected that he would see this respectable virtuous prime minister and felt respectful, and he said politely: "Caughter Chen Wanrong has met the prime minister."

As long as the Tang people know Song Jing’s name, even if Princess Taiping hates him not to possess him, she will not doubt his character and talent. She is the number one respected figure in the Tang Dynasty. Zheng Qing respects him, and Ying Ying’s blessing: “Little woman Zheng Qing has met the Prime Minister!”

Song Jing waved his right hand lightly and smiled, "No, no! Please sit, please sit!"

"Spring Breeze at Yang Foot" is a nickname given to Song Jing by officials in the court. It means that he looks like a spring breeze wherever he goes, which makes people feel warm. Chen Wanrong once again appreciates the charm of this spring breeze, and only feels that listening to his words is natural. With a sound, he sat down. Zheng Qing sat down next to Chen Wanrong.

Song Jing took the teacup from the soldier and put it in front of Chen Wanrong: "Sit down wither and nothing to do, drink a cup of tea to quench your thirst."

Who would have thought that the prime minister would serve tea for an unknown commoner? Although Chen Wanrong was not enthusiastic about dealing with officials, Chen Wanrong could not afford to serve tea for himself like Song Jing, who was respected by him: "Prime Minister, how dare you take this!"

"It's okay, it's okay, just treat it as an old friend meeting and chatting or something." Song Jing picked up another cup of tea, put it in front of Zheng Qing, and sat opposite him with a smile, as if an old friend was talking homely.

After a brief pause, Song Jing started to talk, "As far as I know, your family only has three acres of thin land, and you can barely make a living. Are you doing well?" I guess he read Chen Zairong's introduction document.

When a prime minister asked about the people's well-being and the expensive salt and rice, Chen Wanrong was very surprised and replied: "The Prime Minister is worried. Although we only have three acres of thin land, our lives are still acceptable." It was the past, not the present.

Song Jing nodded slightly, looked at Chen Wanrong, and looked at Zheng Qing again, without saying a word. He could understand the meaning. Can the farmer with only three acres of thin fields be accompanied by Zheng Qing, a beautiful woman with bright eyebrows and white teeth? Not to mention, Chen Wanrong is shrewd and is good at talking and dealing with it. He is not like a farmer at all. With Song Jing's shrewdness, how can he not be suspicious?

Chen Wanrong explained: "The Prime Minister doesn't know that our family had a difficult life before, but it's been pretty good recently."

Song Jing was very interested and asked, "But someone helps you?"

Chen Wanrong did get help from others when making soap. Zheng Qing around him was the one who helped the most. He smiled and said, "What the Prime Minister said is very true. I really need help from kind people." Without waiting for Song Jing to ask, he told the whole story: "I do some production and make some money from it, and I can still live."

"My friend is too modest. From my perspective, based on your wisdom and the strange woman around you, she is not a person who makes a small amount of money. What kind of livelihood do you do?" Song Jing stared at Chen Wanrong and asked.

Chen Wanrong told the truth: "The Prime Minister doesn't know anything. I'm not a good deal for making soap."

"You made the soap?" Song Jing stared at Chen Wanrong in surprise, thought for a while, and said with a high high, "Yes, the soap was made by a man named Chen Wanrong. I thought it was a person of the same name. I met you but didn't know you, so I was so eyeless."

Chen Wanrong never expected that Song Jing would know his name. If Ruizong knew his name, Chen Wanrong thought it was very plain and nothing great. But this is what people respected Song Jing knew his name. Chen Wanrong really felt a little proud and asked with a smile: "The Prime Minister knows me?"

"It's not just that I know your name, but even the emperor knows it." Song Jing smiled and became closer, saying, "Soap is a good thing. I have used it, it's really easy to use. Wonderful thoughts and wonderful structures!" His thumbs up and he kept saying praise.

When Chen Que told Chen Wanrong that Ruizong was very appreciating the soap, Chen Wanrong was not surprised at all. Song Jing praised the feeling completely different. Chen Wanrong was extremely happy. At this moment, he finally realized what it means to "a word of praise for the glory in Huayan".

People are really not praised, it depends on who is here to praise them!

"The Prime Minister has been too much!" Chen Wanrong smiled and humble.
Chapter completed!