The story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is almost known to everyone in later generations. It is unexpected that it had already been circulated so widely in the Song Dynasty a thousand years ago. It can be said that it has been sung through the ages.
Zhang Shixun sighed inwardly, then stood up and walked over to Wang Jingnu, saying with a smile, "Last time at Fanlou, you asked me to teach you the Jiqin, but I never agreed. It's not that I'm too proud of it, but I'm simply too busy to spare the time. Now that I have some free time today, I'll play the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai on the Jiqin."
"That's great!" Wang Jingnu exclaimed with joy.
"Please lend me the Jiqin in your hand." Zhang Shixun pointed at the erhu in her hand.
"Oh! I'm just happy." Wang Jingnu hurriedly handed over the erhu.
Zhang Shixun took it and walked back to his seat, saying with a smile: "In our family, the Jiqin is called the Erhu." As he said that, he tuned the strings and began to play.
In later generations, the music of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was varied, including concertos and solos. Most of the folk music was played by guzheng, pipa, and even bamboo flute, but few people played it with erhu. The reason was simple: this song was not very suitable for playing with erhu.
However, Zhang Shixun's parents had studied how to play this piece of music on the erhu and had gained some experience, even winning awards in national performances.
As their son, Zhang Shixun naturally received their true teachings.
The touching music touched the hearts of everyone present, and they all sat there and listened to his performance attentively.
As Li Shishi listened, she thought of the tear-jerking love story and associated it with her own life experience, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.
When the song was over, almost everyone in the room was in tears. They were all celebrities in the entertainment industry and were very sensitive to music. In addition, each of them had a rough life experience and was most easily infected by music.
Who says it’s hard to find a soulmate?
They are all soulmates.
"Sir, you make me cry every time I hear you play music." Ding Dusai shed tears.
"This... I will change it in the future and never give it to you again..." Zhang Shixun was stopped by her before he could finish his words.
"This won't do." Ding Dusai exclaimed.
"Haha! I'm just teasing you." Zhang Shixun put his erhu aside and said, "It's late now, isn't it time to...?"
"It's still early. Master Zhang, you can't leave us at this time." Someone disagreed.
"Master Zhang, it must be very tiring to train soldiers every day," asked Li Shishi.
"Yeah! Those soldiers are all troublemakers. They are all very tough and difficult to train."
"Then how do you train them?"
"I always hold a piece of meat in one hand and a military stick in the other. If they are obedient, I give them the meat. If they are disobedient, I punish them with the military stick."
The women laughed.
"Training in the military camp all day long is both arduous and boring. Some soldiers couldn't stand the loneliness, so they secretly jumped over the wall to escape at night. If they were discovered, they would definitely be beaten with twenty military sticks. Even so, some people were willing to take the risk of being punished and sneak out." Zhang Shixun said, remembering that he had done something similar during military training in college.
In fact, he didn't do anything after running out of the military camp. He just strolled around the streets and watched the excitement. At most, he bought some snacks to satisfy his cravings and spent some time in the Internet cafe. That's all.
When the officers of the First Army who secretly left the camp were interrogated, their answers were similar. Some of them went out just to go home to see their families, while others went to brothels to listen to music and watch operas.
Of course, some people also go to brothels to hang out. In this era, doing such things is not very shameful.
People are not afraid of suffering, but what they fear most is loneliness.
They are all hot-blooded men, so it's not surprising that they want to go outside the military camp.
"Sir, how long will the military training end?" Ding Dusai asked. This was what she cared about most. It was too tormenting not being able to see him.
I always hear people say that lovesickness is painful, but I didn’t expect it to be so painful.
"It will be much better once the officers are trained. The training of soldiers will be left to them in the future, and I won't be as busy as I am now." Zhang Shixun certainly knew what she was thinking, but there was nothing he could do. The love affair had to be put aside for now.
"Zhang... Shixun." Liang Hongyu stood up and asked, "When I first arrived in Kaifeng, I heard that you were a Heavenly Master and that you had a Heavenly Book in your possession. But is that true?"
It finally came. Zhang Shixun thought these women could hold back and not ask.
Now that this matter has spread throughout the capital, it is impossible for them not to know about it.
"To answer my sister-in-law, there is such a thing."
"Can we read the heavenly book?" Liang Hongyu pressed on.
"This... maybe." Zhang Shixun answered vaguely.
"Sir, we want to see it too." Ding Dusai pulled his sleeve, his voice trembling with excitement.
Zhang Shixun had no choice but to take out his PDA. It had already been seen by many people, so there was no reason to refuse them.
Life in the military camp was monotonous. In order to kill the loneliness at night, he specially copied the 33rd century version of "Journey to the West" and watched one episode while lying in bed at night.
It must be said that the technology of the 33rd century was fantastic and extremely exciting, and he watched it with great fascination.
Since they want to watch it, just play one episode to get by.
He turned on his PDA and put it on the table, then stood up and walked out of the piano room. Behind him, he heard the exclamations and screams of the girls one after another.
Zhang Shixun came into the living room with a wicked smile, only to see Han Shizhong lying on the table, snoring so loudly that the earth was shaking.
I wanted to talk to him for a while, but it seems that I can't.
There was no way to turn around and go back to the piano room. A group of women didn't care about their image and crowded around the table. They all opened their eyes wide, staring at the pictures on their mobile phones, and exclaimed from time to time.
It's really a great tool to coax women. Next time you meet a difficult woman, just do the same.
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