On the temple, the sound of cymbals curled up and hundreds of musicians sat on the table. All gray robes, seen from a distance, are like smoke rising from the ground, which is more blurred with the sound of sassafras. The gray turban on the bun fluttered in the wind, looking around, and every musician seemed to come from one person.
The musicians are holding a brown shovel in their hands and jumping flexibly according to the fingers of the shovel. They drum their cheeks and blow hard, squinting and intoxicated one by one, swaying gently with the rhythm of music, completely immersed in their own music.
That voice, melodious and distant, lingers between the beams and columns of carving dragons and painting phoenixes. When it stopped playing, there was still a lingering sound, like the mist in the morning after the rain, vaguely, and then quietly dispersed Sound travels far and far. ...
"good! The band played very well today, and I have a reward! " Qi Xuanwang proudly brushed away his beard and waved his followers to reward him. "Thank you for your kindness!" The musicians bowed their heads and thanked them, no less than the ostentation and extravagance just now.
As the long queue swam slowly, the musicians walked out of the hall respectfully, and Mr. Nan Guo, who followed at the end, breathed a sigh of relief-it was finally another day! After receiving the reward of the band's strength, he happily counted the gains in the room-fifty knife-shaped coins and a good silk and satin, and couldn't help feeling high: I'm so smart! I don't know how to play, but I still got a reward, thanks for my pretending! Alas, I can't help it. I was greedy for enjoyment since I was a child, and I didn't learn any real skills. If it wasn't for supporting my wife and children, how could I do this? However, if you want to keep this job, is it a long-term solution to continue pretending like this?
Suddenly, there was a burst of footsteps outside the window, accompanied by a low quarrel between two people. Mr. Nan Guo approached the window and listened attentively. "Captain, you know that the southern Chu Shi next to me can't play at all!" "shh!" The captain lowered his voice. I knew it!' "That you can make it? Is it fair to other musicians that he pretends to get the same salary and reward as us? I ... I want to report him to the wind music! " "Well, forget it! Why did you ruin someone else's job? Don't you know the king? At that time, if the king didn't like to be lively and ostentatious, and always wanted to show his majesty in front of people, how could he be deceived by the rhetoric of the south China? In addition, the music official in charge of selection has accepted bribes from the South China, so what's the use of your report? This is the atmosphere in the palace, and the South China is not the only one fishing in troubled waters. Turn a blind eye! " Two people's footsteps faded away.
Mr. Nan Guo was surprised that the old man was found out. It seems that the situation is not good! But how can I give up this attractive treatment? Where am I going to make a living? He had a brainwave, opened the door with a creak, and trotted after him: "Gentlemen, I heard that there is a new famous chef in Daoxiang Village. I just want to try. I'd like to invite you to go with me tonight. what do you think? By the way, I also want to ask about the stunt of blowing bamboo ... "There is no reason to refuse this kind of smiling hospitality. After satiated with food and drink, the blown things drifted away like a gust of wind. ...
Days are like running water, flowing through your fingers.
Qi Xuanwang died and Qi Xuan succeeded to the throne. One day, Wang Gui had a whim and wanted to check the revenue and expenditure records of the imperial court. "What? This blowing band is 65438+ 2 million gold a month? " His brow furrowed. "I want to cut the band. Starting from tomorrow, 300 musicians will play in front of me one by one. If you play well, stay, only 100, and the rest will be sent home to die! "
The news came that the musicians talked about "Your Majesty is wise! As early as when he was a prince, I knew he was a man who knew music! " The admiration of an old musician is beyond words. "He can even point out where we are playing well and where we need to improve!" "The 300-person blowing band is a bit huge, but to lay off 200 people, won't many of us lose our jobs?" A musician next to him is worried.
"What do you have to worry about? With your blowing skills, a song is outstanding, ensuring that you are happy! Unlike some people ... "The old man said, glancing at Mr. Southland nearby. "Wang Xuan in office, only speak ostentation and extravagance. The band of 300 people is a mixed bag, and the performance is just right. The performance level is really flattering. In the long run, if you do well, there will be a lot of money, and more and more musicians will fish in troubled waters! Who else can practice rice blowing? Experts look at the doorway. Now the king wants us to perform alone. Isn't it an opportunity to select talents? Clean up those fakes, leaving only the skilled ones, and the performance level of our band will definitely be greatly improved! " "Yes, the king is wise! This reform measure is really wonderful! " Other musicians echoed again and again.
Thinking of the majesty of the king above the imperial court, Mr. Nan Guo couldn't help shivering all over, and sweat was beaded on his forehead. His legs are shaking like a sieve. If he continues to mix, not to mention being exposed sooner or later, this crime of deceiving the monarch ... how can I stand it? Thirty-six plans are the best policy. ...
In the dead of night, a thin figure climbed over the palace wall and ran towards the suburbs. He still has a shovel in his hand that he has never shaved. ...