Zhang Feng was speechless.
"Fine, you definitely don't know this, but you should at least ask what it is!"
Zhang Feng roared.
"Alright, then Brother Zhang Feng, what is this song about?"
Cheng Yaojin immediately understood.
This guy wants a way out!
That's easy!
But when Zhang Feng heard that, he had the urge to beat Cheng Yaojin to death.
He took a deep breath and said, "Before I tell you this song, I have a story. Do you want to hear it?"
"Yes!"
At this moment.
Zhangsun and the other three's heads popped out from the door. When Zhang Feng looked over, Du Gou's head was slapped.
Obviously, he was the one who spoke just now.
Zhang Feng and Cheng Yaojin did not care.
And Zhang Feng seemed to have found an audience.
He always felt that if he were to tell this to Old Chen, it would be like playing the lute to a cow.
But it was different now.
With these three audience members, wouldn't it be more interesting to talk about it?
Zhang Feng waved his hand and let the three of them in. He even poured wine for them and said, "Actually, when we talk about the Eighteen Beats of the Hujia, we have to talk about one person!"
"Cai Wenji, who among you knows?"
"Me!"
As expected, it was Du Gou!
Speaking of this person, Du Gou could not help but look forward to it.
"Cai Wenji is rumored to be Cai Yong's daughter. She was deeply influenced by literature since she was young. But in the end, because of the war, she was kidnapped by the Xiongnu people."
Zhang Feng nodded and said with some admiration, "Du Gou is right!"
"But there are records of this person in the historical records. But do you know that Cao Cao used a lot of money to exchange for her?"
When Du Gou heard that, he started to think deeply.
But these profound matters made Cheng Chumo and the other two feel a little bored, so they simply continued to drink and eat.
Cheng Yaojin, on the other hand, was immersed in it.
He had to immerse himself in it!
He was going to ask questions on behalf of the emperor. If Brother Zhang Feng was missing a single word today, then he would have to suffer a beating! As for the reason, everyone knew, so there was no need to talk about it.
At this time, Zhang Feng said, "Actually, Cai Wenji and the Virtuous Prince of the Left were married when they were still in Xiongnu. Don't ask me who the Virtuous Prince of the Left is, I don't know!"
Zhang Feng had already shut their mouths and continued, "After Cai Wenji returned to the Han Dynasty, she missed her children. That was why she created the 'Eighteen Beats of the Hujia', a song played by Miss Wanwan."
"The song has a total of eighteen chapters, so it's called the Eighteen Beats of the Hujia. It was once recorded in the Han Music House, but because of the war, it completely disappeared. I also thought that this song was lost, but I didn't expect to hear the complete version here!"
"Then, Brother Zhang Feng, what are the lines in the zither song? Can you tell us about it? "
Du Gou could not help but ask.
"This song has tortured us scholars for many years, so …"
"Alright!"
Zhang Feng shrugged and said, "Actually, there's nothing to hide. It's just a way for a prostitute to protect herself! Since I've already deciphered the song today, what's wrong with letting you all see it? "
He had deciphered this song, but he believed that many people outside would not be convinced!
In that case, he might as well use the mouths of these three to publicize this song. It could also be a way to solve the current predicament!
"Da Bing, quickly copy it for Old Man!"
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and said firmly.
While Cheng Yaojin was speaking, Zhang Feng pondered for a while before slowly saying, "The first beat, which is also the first chapter, goes like this!"
"When I was born, I was still unaccomplished. After I was born, the Han Dynasty declined. The heavens are heartless, and the earth is heartless, causing me to meet this time. The path of war is perilous, and the people and soldiers are exiled, and we mourn. Smoke and dust cover the wilderness, and the Hujia flourish, and the will is obedient, and the righteousness is wrong. Vulgar is not suitable for me, and who should I complain to when I'm insulted. In a while, when I play the zither, no one knows my resentment. "
"The second verse! … "
"The third verse …"
"The fourth verse …"
Zhang Feng spoke faster and faster. After that, he did not stop.
"The Hujia originates from the Hujia, and the fate of the zither brings out the same melody. Although the song ends in the eighteenth beat, the sound lingers, and endless thoughts. Knowing the subtlety of the Sizhu, it's the work of creation. Sorrow and music follow the heart, and there are changes. The Hujia and the Han are different from each other, and the heaven and earth are separated by the west and the mother east. My resentment is vast in the sky, and although the six directions are vast, they can't tolerate it. "
When the last verse was finished.
Zhang Feng then sighed in relief.
Looking at Cheng Yaojin, he asked with a smile that was not a smile, "Old Chen, I dare to bet that you can treat this song as a family heirloom. It will definitely be famous in the future!"
"Hehe, that's good!"
"But you also know that this time, the mess you made is not small. This thing, I must first deal with the matter of the higher-ups. For these things, I'm a rough person who doesn't understand, so I won't fight with them!"
Although Cheng Yaojin knew the importance of this thing, after all, he was deeply shocked by Zhang Feng's reading. But such a good thing, he dares to hide it? "
I'm afraid he doesn't want to live anymore!
Such a good thing, he can only wait for the Emperor to reward him …
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