Nu Yalang of Tang Dynasty

When they arrived at the gate of Shengye Square, thanks to Pang Gong's road sign, Zhou Jun and his party entered the square directly without dismounting.

Golden Phoenix opened the curtain and looked at the scenery in the workshop curiously, while saying to Zhou Jun: "The last time I came here was when I was a child. After all these years, it hasn't changed much."

Zhou Jun, who was riding on the horse, turned around and said, "You don't have to be reserved when you meet Mr. Pang later."

Goldilocks said hello and lowered the curtain.

After walking a few hundred meters into the square, Zhou Jun saw the gate of Pang Mansion in the distance. He got off his horse and walked slowly over with his mount in hand.

When the concierge Yu Fu saw Zhou Jun, he stood up and came over with a smile.

After taking two steps, Yu Fu saw the carriage lagging behind again, and asked Zhou Jun: "Is the young man here for business this time?"

Zhou Jun nodded in agreement.

The carriage stopped outside the door, and Jinfeng Niang and Po Ping stepped out of the carriage.

Jin Fengniang looked at the Pang Mansion and couldn't help but be surprised when she thought that Pang Gong, who was born in the third grade, actually lived in such a deep courtyard.

Yu Fu led the way, and Zhou Jun followed behind with Jin Fengniang and Ping Po.

Zhou Jun walked through the central hall and walked straight to the back courtyard of the mansion. Just when he was about to ask where Mr. Pang had gone, a pleasant sound of the piano reached his ears.

When the sound of the piano is high, it is like a galloping war horse, roaring and roaring, rising up to fill the sky with smoke and sand; when it is low, it is like the vicissitudes of the world, and the journey of life.

The group of people walked through the corridor and saw a burner of incense burning in the pavilion in the backyard. Pang Gong was stroking the strings of his piano in the pavilion, as if he was a hermit who had no regard for the world, and had already transcended all the worldly things.

After finishing the song, Pang Gong waved to Zhou Jun and his party.

Servants had already added a bed in the pavilion and brought preserved fruits and other items.

Zhou Jun walked up and sat down, just about to introduce the two girls to Mr. Pang.

When Pang Gong saw the pipa in Po Ping's hand, he frowned slightly and asked, "Have you ever studied music in a teaching workshop?"

Po Ping nodded.

Pang Gong asked again: "Have you ever been to Taichang Liyuan Academy?"

Ping Po nodded again.

Pang Gong: "Is there anyone who is familiar with these twelve chapters of great music and twelve wonderful chapters?"

Po Ping said softly: "All of the twenty-four chapters of the Dharma song can be performed happily."

Pang Gong was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I will propose the question."

Po Ping bowed slightly: "Please."

Pang Gong: "I want to sing "Red and White Peach and Plum Blossoms" to the West Palace. How about recruiting?"

Ping Po: "Lin Zhongjiao tune is both soft and vulgar, yet has mixed colors."

Pang Gong: ""Tangtang", Qin Fengping talks about it, how about the recruitment?"

Pingpo: "The old style is Shen Yue, the Qing Dynasty and the Shang Dynasty are three styles."

Pang Gong nodded slightly and asked, "Do you know what song I just played?"

Ping Po: ""Po Chen Le", Ya Le."

Pang Gong: "Can you play the music of "Po Chen Yue" on the pipa?"

Ping Po nodded and plucked the string with her bare hands.

When Zhou Jun heard the first note played by the pipa, his heart beat half a beat faster for no reason.

There are three or two sounds when the string is plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed.

Ping Po's performance of "Po Chen Music" lacks a bit of the majestic momentum of Pang Gong's performance, but has more poetic and picturesque charm.

Amidst the sound of the pipa, Zhou Jun vaguely saw a young general who was extremely courageous and brave enough to stand out from the crowd.

He bid farewell to his wife and joined the army alone in Jibei.

Hundreds of miles of fire flags are blazing, and thousands of clouds are flying.

He opened up new territories and became famous.

When I returned home from old age, I searched for my wife, but I could only pick up a handful of loess in front of the grave.

The song is over.

Zhou Jun let out a long breath. Having listened to a lot of pop music in his previous life, he knew for the first time that ancient Chinese music could have such a strong artistic appeal.

After hearing this, Mr. Pang also sighed.

I saw him sitting there, bowing to Po Ping, and said: "Our family always thinks that we have some success in music. Today we know that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people outside the people who have learned a lesson."

Ping Po stood up and returned the gift.

Next, Pang Gong took "Po Chen Le" as the study object and asked Ping Po many questions.

As a result, Zhou Jun and Jin Fengniang sat there as if they were nothing, eating preserved fruits and looking at the scenery.

Half an hour passed, Zhou Jun and Jin Fengniang were walking in the backyard of Pang Mansion and chatting about home affairs.

An hour later, Zhou Jun asked Yu Fu to find a set of Go and taught Jin Fengniang how to play backgammon.

It was almost noon, Zhou Jun listened to the gurgling sound coming from his stomach, glanced at Golden Phoenix who was playing backgammon, and said, "Just take a look."

Jin Fengniang raised her head and followed Zhou Jun's gaze.

I could only see Ping Po playing the piano with her bare hands and teaching Pang Zhonghe the fingering and tuning when playing.

Jin Fengniang said in a daze: "In all these years, I have never seen Po Ping so happy."

Zhou Jun: "Having enough food and clothing is the most basic human need, but there are many more requirements."

"The lower level is about personal safety and physical needs, and the higher level is about interpersonal relationships and self-realization."

Golden Phoenix asked: "Is love between a man and a woman considered low or high?"

Zhou Jun was stunned for a moment and replied: "Purely sensual desire is naturally low; but if it is for mutual pleasure, it is naturally high."

Golden Phoenix lowered her head and thought.

Zhou Jun looked at the pavilion again and said, "I know that Ping Po has been with you for many years. You two are called master and servant, but we are actually family members."

"But Po Ping was born in a troupe and has been interested in music since she was a child. In your house, although she has enough food and clothing, she must still be depressed."

"Otherwise, Po Ping wouldn't have hung the pipa in her room just to remember her."

"Feng Niang, if you really think about Po Ping, why not ask her what she thinks after you go back today."

"If Po Ping is not willing, then I will never mention this business again."

After hearing this, Golden Phoenix responded softly.

On the other side, under Ping Po's prompting, Pang Gong tried to play "Po Chen Music" again.

After playing it this time, the feeling was indeed very different from before.

Pang Gong played the qin and stopped the music, and said to Po Ping: "In the second year of Kaiyuan, the saint built a special courtyard in Liyuan, selected musicians, and taught music himself. He also selected courtesans to build Yichun courtyard and gave them a home."

"On the 15th of February, Laojun Daochen, our family accompanied Queen Zhenshun to the pear garden. For the first time, we heard the new music "Xian Tianxian" from the Biejiao Academy. Among the people in front of us was a woman named Zhou Yuping, so it was very exciting.

Queen Zhenshun is very happy and has given countless rewards..."

When Pang Gong said this, he stopped.

Pingpo closed her eyes, lowered her head, and her body trembled slightly.

Pang Gong sighed softly and said four words: Fortune plays tricks on people.

Zhou Jun was sitting in the corridor. When he saw Pang Gong looking at him, he hurriedly got up and walked over.

Pang Zhonghe said to Zhou Jun: "Mr. Zhou, our family is exhausted today. You can send them out of the workshop first."

"It's over. Let's come here again. We have something to talk about."

Zhou Jun responded and took Jinfeng Niang and Ping Po out of Pang Mansion.

After sending the carriage out of Shengyefang, Zhou Jun turned back and, under Yu Fu's guidance, found Pang Gong in the study room on the side.

Pang Zhonghe, who was sitting on the carriage, looked at the Yaoqin placed on the eaves table and softly chanted: "If you don't pick it when it is out of date, the grass will wither in the autumn. If you are a wise man, what will happen to a humble concubine?"

Zhou Jun heard the profound meaning of Pang Gong's words, so he lowered his head and remained silent without saying a word.

Pang Zhonghe sighed for a while, turned around, looked at Zhou Jun and said, "Our family underestimated Erlang at the beginning."

Zhou Jun raised his head and asked, "Did Mr. Pang agree?"

Pang Zhonghe did not answer this question, but said: "Erlang, do you know why our family is willing to buy that Zhou family daughter?"

Zhou Jun changed his mind and said deliberately: "The Zhou family daughter was born in a troupe and is proficient in music. Is this exactly what Pang Gong likes?"

Pang Zhonghe shook his head and smiled: "No."

Zhou Jun: "What's the reason?"

Pang Zhonghe sighed: "It's because our family and the daughter of the Zhou family are all miserable people with no family to rely on."

After saying this, Pang Zhonghe said to Zhou Jun: "Mr. Zhou, it is up to you to purchase the maidservant."

"Remember to ask more about the original owner's family and the Zhou family's daughter's wishes. Don't force others to do anything. Our family is here to wait for good news."