"Mr. Miaoyin, what's your background?" She asked in a low voice while pouring tea.
Bai Zhi replied: "When Emperor Zhou was passing through Shu, he suddenly heard the faint sound of piano music in the mountains, which was like the celestial music of the Nine Heavenly Palaces. Master Miaoyin got his name from this."
On the other side, Dong Qingxian was sitting on the ground, with the Yao Qin placed flat on the table, and he applied rosin to the strings.
Different from ordinary Guqin, this one is as purple as a chestnut shell, with broken lines like the belly of a snake, a thick shape, and an ancient paint color.
As for Guqin, cracks will occur as the lacquer ages.
Mr. Qi looked at the guqin and exclaimed: "The great sage's legacy, this harp is actually the great sage's legacy."
The Great Sage's legacy is a palace qin from the mid-Tang Dynasty. The qin is of the Fuxi style, with a loose, clear and resonant sound, full of ancient charm, and is extremely rare even among the guqins handed down from generation to generation.
But today, Mr. Qi was lucky enough to witness it.
Dong Qingxian was unmoved, his expression was solemn and he gently closed his eyes.
As soon as the fingertips touched the surface of the piano, a phoenix-like moan came out, and the lingering sound lingered. Then the sound of the piano became more melodious, slow playing and rapid playing, and tenderness flowed out as the fingers pressed back and forth.
——The sound of the piano is calm and relaxed, like a hundred birds hovering, gathering and then scattering.
——The sound of the piano is clear and turbid, like clouds floating thousands of miles away, and it is both clear and cloudy.
"This song is quite mysterious." Although Liu Ruyan doesn't understand string music, she still recognizes that "it's different from the songs she usually listens to."
Shen Yanchu added a cup of tea. The fragrant tea dispersed and settled to the bottom of the cup. When he opened his mouth, his voice was mixed with the fragrance of tea.
"During the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, the lyre music was rare and it was difficult to find close friends. The ancestors of the Dong family had been working in the field for many years and often exchanged skills with musicians from the Western Regions. Later, the Dong family broke the rules and improved the Western tunes into musical notations. Playing them on the lyre has a unique flavor."
"You know very well." She habitually picked up the cup and drank the tea he filled in one gulp.
Shen Yanchu was startled for a moment. He had just drank from this cup.
When the sound of the piano gradually stopped, Dong Qingxian stood up and stood up. He rushed to the seated Grand Master Qi and gathered his folds to salute: "I have made a fool of myself."
Mr. Qi touched his palms and sighed: "It is truly a masterpiece."
Dong Qingxian smiled slightly and turned away. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the Taoist boy who was accompanying him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Ding, the loyalty value is 5, host, please keep up the good work."
Liu Ruyan was stunned. She opened the system interface and saw that the loyalty value under the violinist had changed to 25 and the avatar had a new look. She looked up instantly and saw that Mr. Miaoyin standing in the hall turned out to be the violinist she had met on the street.
Feeling the other person's gaze, Liu Ruyan smiled in return.
The piano master's eyes were clean and pure, as beautiful as a piece of jade. He nodded slightly to her, and then turned away.
"Loyalty value 3."
"Mr. Miaoyin is the refugee I met in Jinzhou." Apparently Shen Yanchu also recognized him. He glanced at the piano master's brows and said, "He is a man with a pure mind."
After the song ended, the birthday banquet officially began.
All kinds of fine wines and dishes were presented to the banquet. As a Taoist girl, she sat beside Ming Juezi and tasted the delicious food. Since Shen Yanchu was not greedy for food, she had to do the hard work for him.
Not far away, Lord Yin Jiang of Jingzhao stood up and offered a toast: "Jiang, please give me a glass of wine first."
Grand Master Qi drank the Dukang wine from his cup and exchanged a few words with Mr. Jiang.
"I've always heard that Zhenren also likes fine wine." Mr. Jiang suddenly faced Shen Yanchu, holding a cup in his hand, "I have admired Zhenren's reputation for a long time, and now that I can see him, I would like to pay my respects!"
Shen Yanchu looked calm and unmoved.
Lord Jiang held the cup and waited for a long time. After a stalemate, he could only ask: "Why don't you drink?"
Liu Ruyan secretly thought that something was wrong, the devil didn't drink, she actually forgot about this.
So she picked up the jug at hand, filled the cup, and smiled apologetically: "The real person has been feeling unwell recently and cannot drink. If Mr. Jiang doesn't mind, I'd like to offer you a drink."
After saying this, she raised her head and drank.
Master Jiang thought that Ming Juezi would put on airs in front of him, but now that there are steps to go down, he is naturally happy: "My little fellow Taoist behaves in an extraordinary way at such a young age. It is true that like a teacher, there must be a disciple."
Seeing this, the people who were sitting in the hall and watching also raised their glasses one after another: "Here, let's toast Xiaodao."
Although Liu Ruyan was not averse to alcohol, she drank several drinks in succession and finally couldn't bear it.
"Although the wine is good, don't be greedy for it. Do everything according to your ability." Shen Yanchu suddenly said, squeezing her cup with his slender fingertips.
Liu Ruyan looked at him, did she not want her to drink on his behalf?
"Got it." She responded obediently, like an obedient disciple, and put the cup down.
When the others saw that Ming Juezi had said this, they couldn't continue to persuade him to drink with shamelessness.
As the birthday party passed halfway, the sky became darker.
The lights in the hall were bright, and while everyone was chatting, another rare thing came up.
"I heard that a few months ago, when the Qi family was renovating the ancestral hall, they actually took out a jade from the swallow's nest, which was the lost treasure of the ancestors of the Qi family." Qi Wenxuan's aunt mentioned casually.
She asked Mrs. Xiang Qi Lin: "Why don't you let me take a look and see what's going on?"
Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "Sister, I don't know. I have handed over all affairs in the house to my daughter-in-law. I have to ask Wanying about this matter."
"You just handed over the ancestral belongings like this?" My aunt was surprised.
Two sisters whisper, but they might as well have ears across the wall.
Mrs. Qiu's wife sat close to her, and she was a fierce person: "Hey, every major family has passed down the tradition for many years, and there is no one who doesn't have any knowledge. As for being secretive like this, it's like guarding against thieves."
"Why is it so noisy?" Qi Heng, the head of the Qi family, asked in a deep voice.
Mrs. Qiu glanced at him: "It's just something taken out of a swallow's nest. Whether it's a pearl or rubble, who knows."
Qi Heng was once a second-rank official, but after being demoted, he was not promoted to the position of Feng Yilang.
He is a famous person of his generation, how can he allow others to provoke the Qi family with words: "What does Mrs. Qiu mean by saying this?"
Mrs. Qiu stroked the rhinoceros hairpin in her hair. It was not extraordinary at first glance, but it made Miss Qi and his wife too plain.
She said disapprovingly: "Mrs. Qi may have limited knowledge and mistook the rubble for pearls. It's not like my treasure pavilion. I haven't seen any treasures before."
"Mrs. Qiu." Lin's face looked ugly.
She and Mrs. Qiu had always been at odds with each other, and after marrying Qi Heng, she was even more ridiculed, saying that her husband's poor official career was all due to her.
Lin said: "That jade is the inheritance of my Qi family. It is regarded as a treasure and cannot be questioned by others."
Mrs. Qiu smiled: "Since it is a treasure, I might as well show it to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to get it."
Being humiliated in public, Lin's face turned ugly: "Today is the old lady's birthday party, Mrs. Qiu, please don't bully others too much."
Liu Ruyan, who was sitting in the lobby, heard the argument and secretly wondered where Mrs. Qiu was so domineering.
"Why, you can't take it out?" Mrs. Qiu had a genuine expression.
"Who said it can't be taken out." At this time, a clear female voice came from behind the bead curtain, and the young lady Meng Wanying called her maid, "Lingxiang, go get the box from my room."
As Wanying stood up, Liu Ruyan and others also saw the woman's face clearly, it was the young lady they met in Mingyue Tower.
"Ying'er!" Qi Wenxuan was the best at observing words and expressions, and he had already noticed that the old master and his father looked bad at this moment.
Meng Wanying didn't notice anything was wrong. She took the iron box from the maid's hand and turned the words on the lock. When the nine characters were settled, the mechanism in the box sank to the bottom of the box. She took out the treasure in front of everyone.