Nightfall Chapter 166: The brothers and sisters here (part one)

Volume One, Early Morning Empire, Chapter 166, Senior Brothers and Sisters Here (Part I)

"When I first came, like you, I was shocked by the beauty here."

At some point, Chen Pipi stood by Ning Que's side.

Ning Que turned his head and glanced at him, and asked, "More beautiful than the place where you used to live?"

Chen Pippi looked at him, wondering if he had guessed his origin, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Sacred, solemn, or sacred, in fact, it is not beautiful."

He smiled and continued: "Welcome to the real college."

Ning Que replied with a smile: "It seems that you are my tour guide today."

Chen Pipi had never heard of the term tour guide, but guessed what it meant, smiled, and led him to the cliffs. Walking through the green fields and meadows, stepping on the wet ridges, and walking on a wooden bridge, I came to the calm lake surface.

The white waterbirds in the lake float and sink, hunting small fish in the water, regardless of success or failure, they also proudly raise their heads, swallow the fish's lower abdomen, or dry the water droplets on their feathers. The sound of footsteps on the wooden bridge attracted the attention of waterbirds, but they were obviously not afraid of people. On the contrary, they seemed to be curious and very spiritual.

There is a pavilion in the middle of the wooden bridge. The lake and the water are so quiet. A woman in a light yellow college spring dress is concentrating on embroidering in the pavilion.

Chen Pi brought Ning Que to the woman and said respectfully, "Senior Sister Seven."

The woman in the pale yellow shirt raised her head, glanced at Ning Que beside him, and said with a smile: "Take a little brother to take a stroll."

Ning Que bowed his hand and said respectfully: "I have seen Senior Sister Seven."

Senior Sister Seven glanced at Chen Pippi with a smile, and suddenly said, "From now on, you can be lazy."

Chen Pipi smiled awkwardly.

Ning Que didn't understand what he meant, and looked at the two blankly.

Senior Sister Seven said nothing, and continued to embroider with her head down.

Walking out of the pavilions and pavilions in the lake, following the wooden bridge across the lake into the shore, Chen Pipi turned around and introduced to Ning Que: "Senior Sister Seven’s surname is Mu, pomelo, and she has studied the formation method. Fog is the formation method set up by the former sages of the academy. Now the formation maintenance is solely responsible for the seventh sister. As for the embroidery... Two years ago, the seventh sister formation training encountered a bottleneck, and neither the senior nor the second senior could find a good one. In the end, the teacher decided to let her embroider. This embroidery took two years. I don’t know if that bottleneck has passed."

The shock in Ning Que's heart has continued, but on the surface, he has kept his calm extremely well. This is the first time he has entered the second floor of the academy. He has no concept of many things, such as embroidery and formation. what relationship? But precisely because he had no idea at all, he knew that even if he asked, he would ask for nothing, so he was silent.

Chen Pi led him through the tall ancient tree, to the dense forest to the west, listening to the melodious sound of the piano in the forest, and said: "The one who blows the flute is Beigong Weiyang, Brother Nine. It’s the ten senior brother Simon who plays the piano. The two of them come from the southern islands and are proficient in music. As for the practice, they don’t even know what they are doing."

Ning Que asked in amazement: "This is another way of saying it? How can a practitioner not even know about his own practice?"

Chen Pipi shook his head and explained: "The teacher never assigns them homework, but just lets them play with these useless things. I have been in the academy for many years, and I have listened to them. Do something else."

The sound of the Qin Xiao in the spring forest suddenly stopped, and the rustling rubbing sounded. The two men walked out of the forest. The two men had handsome faces and calm faces. The college spring clothes on their bodies were white, and they were obviously modified. The hem was very wide, and was blown away by the spring breeze like an immortal, where he looked like a student, more like a hermit with an immortal spirit.

Senior Brother Nine, who is holding a flute, looked at Chen Pipi and said with no anger: "I can't tell what it means by myself?"

Chen Pipi smiled and said, "Then tell me, what have you built in the college for so many years?"

Senior Brother Jiu picked up the flute tube and knocked Chen Pipi on the head severely.

Chen Pippi covered his head and exclaimed angrily: "Senior Brother Nine, just hit someone if you can't say it? Where is your particular style?"

The man holding the guqin who has been silent, suddenly said: "Good playing."

Chen Pipi looked at the man and said, "Ten brother, you have never been such a person."

Ten Senior Brother Ximen smiled slightly without confusion, his hands together in front of him held the guqin lightly, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he drew a broken sound. He looked at Ning Que and said, "Little Brother, I and Beigong Brother It’s the Avenue of Music. A layman like Pippi who only knows how to fight with the vitality of heaven and earth can’t appreciate the beauty of music. I hope you are not such a layman."

Bei Gong Weiyang, Senior Brother Nine, put Dong Xiao on her waist and looked at Ning Que with great interest and said: "Little Junior Brother, watching your mountain climb that day is quite relaxed, and Master Yan Se said that you have a rune master. Potential, and I heard that you are a well-known calligrapher in the city of Chang'an. In that case, you must be quite knowledgeable in art. In the future, you and I should learn from each other."

Ning Que hurriedly saluteed, but thought bitterly, how does he understand the things like rhythm, as for the vulgar or not vulgar... Of course, he can perceive the vitality of the world, and of course it should be used to improve his state, and then learn the ability to fight. The senior brother actually put all his cultivation and life into the rhythm, Yagu was elegant, but it was too violent.

"Tell the two brothers, I don't know anything about music." He quickly responded.

Nine brother Beigong Weiyang disapproved very much, waving his sleeves and saying: "Music, calligraphy and painting are all beautiful things in the world. The word art is about comprehension. You never had the opportunity to meet me and your ten brothers. Know nothing?"

Seeing the enthusiasm of the other party, Ning Que was ashamed to refuse, so he accepted it. In the free time of studying in the college in the future, he must come to teach the two brothers respectfully to teach the way of music, even if it doesn’t increase, it’s good to be a listener. of.

The two seniors showed joy when they heard these words, and praised in the same voice: "It really is not a layman like Pippi."

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On the way to the cliff house under the big tree, Chen Pipi glanced at Ning Que and asked seriously: "Do you really like listening to the sound of Xiaoqin?

Ning Que glanced at him and said, "Not at all interested...You don't have to look at me like this. This is the first day I entered the second floor of the academy. The two seniors are so enthusiastic, how can I refuse in person?" /

Chen Pipi said bitterly: "You idiot, of course this kind of thing should be resolutely rejected."

Ning Que wondered what he meant, and asked: "If the brothers want to play flute for me in the future, I will just avoid it. What's the problem?"

"In these years, no senior brother or sister wants to listen to their performance quietly. They can only play and play the piano face to face every day. One is humane, the other is humane, and each other is boring. Extremely, the worst is an audience. Since you have agreed to them, in the future, you will wait to be pulled as an audience in Houshan every day."

Ning Que asked in confusion: "Are the two brothers at a very poor level of rhythm?"

"If the two brothers are in the world, they are definitely the first-rate melody."

Chen Pipi said with a serious face, and immediately his eyebrows drooped bitterly, and continued: "But if you have a great rhythm, if you play a piece of music thousands of times for you to listen to, you will know the pain. ."

If you let yourself eat a thousand bowls of hot and sour noodle soup, will you get tired? Will Sangsang get tired if he eats 1,000 plates of vinegar pickled cabbage? Wouldn’t it be bored if I took Sangsang to Songhe Tower and ate noodles for a thousand days? Of course it will be tired, so listening to the same tune a thousand times will definitely be tired, and it will be very painful.

Ning Que asked with a trembling voice: "There are countless people in the world who love rhythm. If you want to come, two brothers don't have to let me listen."

"There are many people in the world who love rhythm, but in the eyes of the two brothers, there are very few people who are qualified to listen to their music. Those who can enter the back hill of the college and become their classmates have all passed the test of the Master. Of course they are qualified, but others are exempt."

After Ning Que was silent for a long time, he resolutely said: "I hide."

"I used to escape." Chen Pippi looked at him sympathetically, and sighed: "The mountain behind the college is not small, but you can still find someone."

Ning Que was about to say something, when suddenly he noticed that the flowers and trees next to the stone path were shaking for a while, and a person who could not see his head and face suddenly rushed out, startled him and looked intently, only to realize that it was that day. I saw a young senior on the top of the mountain, but today, all kinds of petals fell on the shirt of this senior, which looked very funny and a little frightening.

Chen Pippi pulled him aside and introduced very seriously: "This is Eleven Brother Wang Chi."

Ning Que hurriedly sorted out his clothes, and said with a long bow: "Ning Que has seen Brother Eleven."

Senior Brother Eleven stared at him. He didn't respond. Instead, he picked up a petal on his shoulder and asked in a daze, "I'll ask you, if there is nothing outside of your heart and nothing outside of your heart, but before the Master enters the mountain What does this flower have to do with you and my heart when it blooms and falls on its own in the mountains for thousands of years? If no one enters the mountains, if no one looks at the flower, this flower does not exist?"

Ning Que was speechless. After a long period of silence, he turned to look at Chen Pipi innocently.

Chen Pippi's gaze is even more innocent than him, which means that if you don't answer clearly, it's hard to leave.

The eleven brother Wang looked at him gently, waiting for a long time without waiting for the answer, but there was no unpleasant expression on his face, and he explained gently: "In my opinion, before you and I see this flower , The flower and our hearts are silent. When you and I look at this flower, the flower appears to bloom in your heart. Whether this flower exists or not depends on the moment of appearance."

Ning Que opened his lips slightly, still speechless, with a very innocent expression.

Chen Pipi was made a little guilty by the innocent look of this guy. After coughing twice, he said, "Brother Eleven, the younger brother entered the back mountain on the first day. I will also take him to meet the other brothers, Huaxinzhi Can the debate be discussed later?"

Wang Chi looked at Ning Que gently, and said, "Little Junior Brother, if I have free time in the future, can I help Brother Yu think about it?"

Ning Que listened to the meaning of the words, he was relieved, and hurriedly responded, and then followed the tangerine Pipi away from the flowers and trees, and ran to the houses under the ancient trees in Yaping, without noticing the tangerine Pipi. There was another sympathetic look on his face.

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(I haven’t come back yet, I feel like vomiting while writing. It seems that I’m lacking pressure... That’s good, I will increase my self-improvement, and I will keep 6,000 words tomorrow.)