"Brother!"

Du Shisanniang and Wang Jin exclaimed in a low voice almost at the same time, and then they both showed a look of surprise and joy. Du Shisanniang had learned pipa when she was a child, but after the family was in a hot house, they were all put aside. Later, even when she was in the East Capital, she often hungrily studied calligraphy and reading under Cui Wuniang's arrangement, and learned rituals and calculations. However, because she had learned, she knew how difficult it was to perform that song. At least even after three or four years, she would never reach such a height. After all, Wang Jin had a family background. Even if he was not as enthusiastic as his brother, he understood the difficulty of that song. What's more, Du Shiyi and Wang Wei were just going to save the scene, so they should not have the opportunity to get in touch with the score in advance. In this way, their decision to perform on the spot was amazing.

Zhang Xu looked at the wine gourd on the ground and sighed with regret: "Such a good song and such a wonderful dance, it's a big white... Alas, there's less wine!"

Wu Daozi also said with a depressed face: "If I had known, I would have brought Jiannan Shaochun with a jar!"

The other guests were naturally even more uproared when Wang Wei and Du Shiyi, who were also dressed in white, came out together and bowed with a smile. Those who recognized the former immediately shouted: "It turned out to be Wang Shisanlang of Taiyuan. It's strange that today's song "Chu and Han" is so wonderful!"

Although Du Shiyi was not as famous as Wang Wei, during his stay in Dongdu, he only showed his face twice at the night banquet of Duke Dou Xiguan and the banquet of Princess Yuzhen's Yuzhen's villa in the past, but someone still recognized him at this moment: "It turns out that Gongsun everyone actually invited Du Shijiulang, the Duling of Jingzhao, who was the first to be a sword dance song!"

The one who made a voice was a seat not far from Du Shisanniang and others. When he said this, someone from the four seats naturally asked about it. The man smiled and said, "Do you don't know? Du Shijiulang is a high-level master of Gong Lu, Gong Xuanlian Peak in Songshan. Last year, he went to Beijing to work in Beijing. He first made Hu Teng's poems at Duke Bi's house, and then wrote twenty wine sets in one go at Princess Yuzhen's house. Now the new set has been used to make wine orders! Moreover, at Duke Bi's house, Du Shijiulang's new song "Transforming Butterfly" shocked everyone, adding a lot of color to Duke Bi's night banquet. Today, this rescue move shows the exquisiteness of folk art!"

Du Shiyi looked at him and saw the man in his early thirties who had seen Miao Jinqing before in Princess Yuzhen's villa. He remembered Cui Wuniang that he had passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. He won the second place again, but he made him famous many times. This time, he was not allowed to nod and show him. When many people at each table invited him to the house for a banquet, or other elegant events such as the difficulty of debate, he saw Wang Wei responding calmly, but he was thinking, but he didn't expect that the voice of Mrs. Gongsun came from his ears.

"Du Langjun, Dongdu is also powerful and powerful, and may not be able to reach Chang'an. When it is time to dance with a long sleeve, you still need to dance with a long sleeve!"

Wang Wei could hear this clearly. He stopped and looked back at Du Shiyi and smiled: "What Gongsun says is not bad, it seems like I am just a familiar person among everyone!"

Aunt Gongsun made some kindness and Wang Wei also suggested that. Du Shiyi had something to say, so he could only agree one by one. When he returned to the ceremonies over his side, he couldn't help but bow his head and counted. It was a lot of queues in the next ten days. He calculated that he was going to set off for Chang'an in the near future. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. But at this moment, he heard a very familiar voice again.

"Du Shijiu!"

There are very few people in the world who can call him Du Shijiu. However, at this moment, he saw the figure who was obviously dressed in men's clothes and women, standing among the figures with all the familiar faces, and he couldn't help but feel a headache. However, as soon as he said, "I just heard from Wushangzhen that Du Shijiu Lang was unparalleled. I saw a pipa with great difficulty. I saw a pipa with great wonder. Even in the Pear Garden, I am afraid that only three or five people can match it."

Du Shiyi remembered Princess Yuzhen’s magic name Wushangzhen. At this moment, he heard that the man-dressed beauty called this magic name casually, and Cui Jiuniang was on her side. He immediately guessed that the person might be the Golden Immortal Princess who became a monk at the same time as Princess Yuzhen. Therefore, he immediately said humbly: "Only one of the songs "Chu and Han" was played by me, and the rest were played by Wang Shisanlang."

"Wang Shisanlang is good at pipa poetry and essays. I have been famous for a long time." Princess Jinxian glanced at the two men with a handsome appearance. Seeing Wang Wei saluted, she smiled and said, "If you have a chance in the future, I would like to ask the two men to make a song for me and Wu Shangzhen. Okay, I can enjoy a good song today, and I also witnessed Gongsun everyone expressing their own aspirations with the last song "Chu Han", which is really worth this trip. It's time to go back... Jiu Niang!"

Although she wanted to stay and see, Princess Jinxian said that Cui Jiuniang was not good at disobeying her. She could only glance at Du Shiyi and then glanced at Du Shiyi. In the end, she didn't even say anything, and gave you a cautious look, and then followed her. As she left, Du Shiyi looked at Wang Wei, who had just said nothing after the greeting, and explained with a wry smile: "It's the ninth lady of the Cui family, who looks like Cui Shiyilang, who often wears her brother's clothes to show off, and there are often people who are mistaken. As for the other one..."

"But Baxianyuan?"

The two princesses who have become monks and Taoism often refer to them. They are so respectful, but they also seem obscure. Therefore, Du Shiyi nodded with a smile. When she returned to her table, she saw that Zhang Xu was still lying high, but Wu Daozi disappeared. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Seeing Wang Wei being dragged aside by Wang Jin and asked in a brief manner, he smiled at Du Shisanniang with joy and said, "Thirteen Niang, you have another worry. I don't know that this trip with Wang Shisanlang would eliminate a crisis. Saving the place is like putting out a fire, and I didn't have time to tell you."

"Brother is always like this." Although he frowned, endless joy immediately burst out between Du Shisanniang's eyebrows. "But as long as Brother A is happy and Brother A is famous, I will be happy."

"As long as Brother A is famous, it will be the happiest thing for me. Brother A, don't think there is anything wrong with me. I can't help with anything, so I feel sorry for it!" Wang Jin on the other side said almost the same thing to Wang Wei, and then grinned, "I heard it as soon as Brother A, my pipa sounded. It's a pity that everyone's sword dance was gone, you didn't see him at all!"

“There will always be a chance in the future.”

Today, Japan is here to watch the sword dance. By chance, he personally played a new song that he had never heard before. For Wang Wei, it was enough to make up for the shortcomings. When Du Shiyi brought Du Shisanniang over, he was eager to go back and record the score, so he hurriedly took Wang Jin to say goodbye on the day of his appointment. At this time, Du Shiyi asked Du Shisanniang thoughtfully: "Thirteen Niang, where is the Wu Kuang who was just here?"

Du Shisanniang did not recognize Zhang Xu and Wu Daozi. When Du Shiyi called him Wu Kuang, she was stunned for a moment and was about to answer that she didn't know, but Zhang Xu on the side had sharp ears. He sat up and said slowly: "Brother Wu has promised to paint the various walls of Anguo Temple for half a year, and it has been delayed until now. He just asked someone to prepare wine and prepare to finish the murals day and night. He said that when he came to Anguo Temple, he really had to thank Gongsun everyone for this sword dance! By the way, Du Shijiulang, if you have time in the future, you might as well come to Wenroufang to find me Zhang Dian. Although your song is not as good as Gongsun everyone, at least I can write a few words after listening!"

Seeing that Zhang Xu had finished speaking, he stood up without looking back and walked away slowly with his shoes. Du Shisanniang couldn't help but look angry. But when she saw Du Shiyi's face was not angry, she couldn't help but ask strangely: "Brother, this person is so rude, why are you not angry?"

"What's so angry about this? It's not a madman, I can't write mad cursive script!"

Du Shiyi smiled and stretched. Seeing that the guests in the ceremonies around had gradually left, he was about to set off and go back, but after only two steps, he vaguely felt that he had forgotten something. After racking his brains and thinking for a while, he remembered the previous ill musician, Mr. Kang, and the monk Mingguang who sent him down. He waved his hand and called a little novice monk to ask, and rushed over with Du Shisanniang and Zhuying Tianmo. After he walked around to a monastery behind the temple, he saw Mingguang guarding the door. After asking, he learned that Mr. Kang had been sleeping after being treated by the doctor. He should have suffered from food and stomach damage. He let out a sigh of relief, and then suddenly asked: "I have another thing to ask. Where did the little novice Luoying who led the way when I came yesterday?"

Mingguang was not careful, Du Shiyi suddenly asked about this section, and his face showed an unconcealable panic. Under Du Shiyi's gaze, he hesitated for a long time before he admitted: "Yesterday, the temple's temple was apart from Gongsun and his group, and there were people who stayed there. Because someone sneaked into Gongsun and his monastery at night, it started to make a fuss. Luo Ying was caught by someone but was falsely accused of the thief. As the host had no choice, he agreed to Wang Dalang to deal with him."

Speaking of this, seeing Du Shiyi's face suddenly changed, a deep helplessness appeared on Mingguang's face: "The person who lives in the temple is Wang Shouzhen, the son of General Huo, Wang Dalang, who has left this morning. If Luo Ying stayed in the temple, it would only make people think of him. The host temporarily placed him in his private house in Dunhuafang, and turned around and planned to send him to Shaolin Temple in Songshan immediately. In this way, he told Wang Dalang that he would drive him out of Anguo Temple, and he would not just mess around."

Hearing this love story, Du Shisanniang couldn't help but frown. For Du Shiyi, who saw the little monk having a good kung fu yesterday, the word "sadness" could not express his mood. After pondering slightly, he said, "He is simple by nature, and I'm afraid he will definitely not understand this slander. I want to go and see him. I don't know where it is Dunhuafang?"
Chapter completed!