Chang'an: Qinglian Sword Song

Chapter 18
Members of the polo team rode mechanical beasts and displayed their abilities on the field. Sometimes, in the competition between popular teams, a vote in the front row is hard to come by.

"...This is the last resort!"

Shangguan sighed helplessly: "Brother Taibai, please don't get the point wrong, besides, it's really going to come to that point, each competitor has a polo team, can you make it together? By the way, polo team It is not allowed to draw swords to scare people in the competition."

Li Bai silently put away his volunteering hand.

Pretend nothing happened.

"Ahem, so, Shangguan, do you think Lord Lu will do something on his birthday?"

"It must be so."

Shangguan picked up the teacup and looked downstairs: "Otherwise, how could there be such a big battle? Look downstairs, the fat man who was picked up by Lu Gong himself just now is the current king's sacrificial wine... The last one was the servant of Huangmen in the palace. There are quite a few familiar faces in Qujiang Fang on weekdays.

Looking at this battle, Duke Lu must have some great masterpieces to show off today.Brother Taibai, haven't you participated in it?If you have any inside information, can you disclose one or two? "

"Does chopping wood and watching the fire count every day? I don't understand the tricks of the mechanism division at all."

Li Bai pinched his chin, feeling at a loss.

Even if two bearings are placed in front of him now, he still can't tell which one is which.

If the Shangguan wanted to ask him about swordplay and poetry, he could speak clearly and logically, but if he wanted to ask about this, he would be blind...

While the two were talking, there was a commotion downstairs.

In front of the gate of Jiuxiao Pavilion, a row of luxurious and eye-catching carriages drove slowly amidst the exclamation of the crowd, and the huge gluttonous patterns on the carriages made the passers-by look hot for a while.

The most luxurious, extravagant, coolest, and most distinguished mechanism carriage in Chang'an City!
It is limited to [-] units, and the price of each car is more than [-] gold. Even if you have money, you can't even think about buying it. Now even the reservation has been scheduled for ten years...

But what Li Bai was curious about was: the most common wooden ox and horse in Chang'an City is only a hundred gold, and a monthly ticket for a convenient thing like a railway car is only one gold.

Why are there still some people who are scheming to promote a transportation thing to more than ten thousand gold?

Do you like the exquisite beauty it represents?
Or do you like the power and money it represents?

"This is troublesome." Shangguan sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Li Bai asked.

Shangguan raised his hand and pointed to the Pisces totem on the carriage: "The carp pattern means that the nobles of the Li family are here, maybe it's a prince!"

"Isn't it a good thing that the prince came to join us?"

Li Bai.A little puzzled: "Your honorable nobleman, you wouldn't come here to make troubles when an old man celebrates his birthday?"

Shangguan shook his head.

"It's not him who's in trouble, it's the meaning he came here to represent." Shangguan sighed, "Behind the dispute over the owner of the square this time, maybe it will involve a higher level... You have traveled the world, and you have heard of Li's period. Act in style..."

The dark fighting at the top is far more complicated and dirty than the disputes on the streets or in the rivers and lakes.

He knew that Li Bai couldn't understand these things, so he didn't say much.

Downstairs, Lu Daoxuan hastily greeted him, and bowed to salute: "It turned out to be Mr. Bo Qing coming here, how lucky this old man is."

The person called Mr. Bo Qing was a middle-aged man in his forties, with mottled temples, pale face, and seemed to have a chronic illness. After coughing twice, he didn't show any smile.

He just glanced down at the old man beside him.

"Going out today is just for leisure and relaxation. It would be great if there is excitement to watch." Li Boqing asked softly: "Since you have already achieved fame and success, why bother to take this muddy water, Duke Daoxuan?"

"If it's stuck in your throat, you can't spit it out quickly. When things come to an end, you have to do it."

Lu Daoxuan replied calmly: "That's all."

"It's a must."

Li Boqing nodded, seeming to understand: "Then let's do it for ourselves."

He flicked his sleeves, passed the old man beside him, and walked upstairs.The entourage filed in and passed through both sides of Lu Daoxuan, just like the waves of the sea.

over the reef.

Only Lu Daoxuan was still standing there, without speaking for a long time.

"Grand Lu..." Xun Qing looked over worriedly, and reached out to support him, but found that the old man's arm was as firm as iron, and had never shaken in the slightest.

"I'm not too old to stand up, Ah Qing."

Lu Daoxuan shook his head, stared at the passing streets for a long time, and suddenly said: "Since the honored guests have already arrived, let's start."

He turned his head, leaned on his crutches, and walked through the noisy lobby step by step: "We must let people see how much bone is left in this old body..."

Upstairs, Li Bai and Shangguan who were drinking tea suddenly heard the uproar below quickly dissipate, and in the end, there was silence.

The sound of dance music and silk bamboo disappeared.

Needle drop is audible.

Only the attendants came and went serving melons, fruits and tea, and the soft sound of sleeves rubbing against each other.

The protagonist of today should have already walked on stage.

He never relied on the mechanical chair that had been with him for many years, nor did he support the crutches, and even refused the support of his disciples. The old man who was not good at walking embraced the treasure shrouded in silk, and relied on his own strength step by step. walk up to the stage.

In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.

"I am sixty-nine this year, born in a humble family, I never thought that one day I would be famous in Chang'an and achieve something."

Lu Daoxuan raised his head and said calmly: "Although there is a little achievement, it is not worth mentioning. I thought I could spend the rest of my life like this, but I didn't expect that this crippled body would be useful again.

Today all the distinguished guests are gathered here to celebrate the birthday of me, a bad old man, this kindness can’t be repaid, let the old man play a song for everyone here..."

When Lu Daoxuan carefully uncovered the cloth in his arms, people both under the stage and upstairs couldn't help stretching out their necks to have a closer look.

But with his words, the thing held in his arms like a treasure finally revealed its true face.

What is unbelievable is that it is not a mechanism carefully crafted by Lu Daoxuan, but an ordinary pipa.

As if it has gone through vicissitudes, the paint on it has cracked and peeled off a lot, but under careful maintenance and preservation, there has never been any trace of breakage or incompleteness.

When Lu Daoxuan stretched out his hand to caress, there was a crisp pipa sound spreading, which made people dumbfounded.

It's as if, it's just an old man who is going to play the piano for the guests celebrating the birthday, and he has no ambitions to mention, and he doesn't intend to get involved in the competition of the workshop owners.

Li Bai was dumbfounded: "Can Lu Guild play the pipa?"

Next to him, Li Xiang nodded slightly: "My pipa was enlightened by Lu Gong, but unfortunately I can't see it. I don't have the blessing to be Lu Gong's disciple, I can only learn a little bit of dross to live on."

Seeing that Li Xiang said that, Li Bai couldn't tell for a while, whether he was being self-effacing, or whether Lu Gong's pipa skills were really so exquisite.

But before he could think carefully, there was a clanging sound spreading from downstairs in the silence.

The jaw-dropping silence was torn apart.

Subconsciously, Li Bai straightened his body, widened his eyes, and felt the terrible pressure on his back.The air seemed to be condensed, blocked in the lungs, making it difficult to breathe.

When the stooped old man slowly straightened his back, everyone realized that Lu Daoxuan was so tall.

The old man in black was nine feet tall, like a white-haired mountain, standing still, looking down from top to bottom, his eyes became clear from muddy.

Sharp and disdainful.

Impossible.

When the two eyebrows slanting into the temples are raised, the face is solemn like a statue in a temple, angry and majestic, looking down coldly, the imposing manner like iron is pressing on the heart, making it hard to breathe.

At this moment, it was as if some invisible force filled the entire Nine Heavens Pavilion, covering every inch of space, and surrounding the skinny old man, making people want to retreat in a trance.

I couldn't resist that fiery gaze.

Li Bai subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword, his fingers trembling excitedly.

If Lu Gong did not become a mechanism master, but practiced swordsmanship, he would definitely be able to become an unrivaled supreme master!

How precious and terrifying is this courage to look down on the world from the top of a high mountain!
At that moment, there was a gust of wind and rain, and thunder and thunder spread.

Accompanied by the ten fingers of the old man, the pipa made of copper and steel rattled, and the iron strings buzzed, making the heaven and man depicted on the peeling paint color dance for it.

The decaying pipa made a loud noise, just like a moody rainstorm, sprinkled a series of piercing and high-pitched melodies, shaking everyone's breath, making people's hearts sway and uncontrollable.

Chop the Buddha, burn statues, smash glass.

The hasty melody contained the desolation of the five aggregates boiling and the misery of birth, old age, sickness and death, which weighed heavily on everyone's hearts, but the eyes of the old man shone brighter and brighter, as if they were about to glow, so hot that people couldn't look directly at them.

"My thoughts are in Mount Tai."

The white-haired old man raised the corners of his mouth, looked down contemptuously at the suffering that entangled his life, and sang an ancient ballad hoarsely: "Father Liang, who wants to go and obey, looks sideways to the east and touches Han. The beauty gave me a golden knife, why? Report to Ying Qiongyao.

Don't rely on Xiaoyao when you are far away, why worry and worry! "

Tearing apart the storm, stepping on those lingering pains, the deep and heroic singing is like a raging fire, as if it is burning.

A muffled drum beat broke out.

Everyone's expression changed suddenly, because the pavilion under their feet was trembling, because the loud noise burst out in their ears, and countless low voices overlapped together, turning into a jaw-dropping low rhythm.

At this moment, Jiuxiao Pavilion was trembling, under countless tramples.

When looking around, everyone discovered that the source of the drum sound came from the stamping of the people around them!
Right in the Nine Heavens Pavilion, at this very moment, those attendants standing in the corner who were not paying attention, and those waiters walking around the banquet offering melons and fruits, unexpectedly all took a step forward at this moment.

The sounds of stomping overlapped and turned into thunder, beating everyone's heart!
"My thoughts are in Guilin."

And amidst the sonorous pipa sound, the old man sang again in a deep voice: "I want to go to the deep Hunan water, and I look sideways to the south with tears on my lapel. The beauty gave me a Qin, Langgan, and how can I repay it with a pair of jade plates.

Lu Yuan Mo Zhiyi is melancholy, why worry and worry! "

Rainstorm is coming.

Countless crisp clasped palms gathered in one place, forming the sound of a tide that engulfed everything, one after another.

Those simple and low-key servants and stunningly beautiful divas took another step forward, their gray sleeves and gorgeous feathers fluttered in the air together, like birds spreading their wings.

Under the guidance of the sound of the pipa, following the singing, dancing lightly, flying around in front of every guest.The majestic singing seems to pour invisible power into their bodies, showing a completely different beauty of vigor and femininity.

It is hard to imagine that there are so many good dancers in Chang'an.

How much wealth and painstaking effort did Lu Daoxuan spend today to recruit and train so many dancers and singers?
It was so ingenious to hide them from his own eyes and ears, and no one noticed from the beginning to the end.

But when they danced, it seemed that the universe was also reversed, and the earth also revolved with the heroic or gentle dance.Dazzling, like coming to a fairyland, it is difficult to describe the extravagance and beauty that covers everything.

"My thoughts are in Hanyang!"

Lu Daoxuan raised his eyes and sang long and loudly: "Long Banchang, who wants to follow, looks sideways to the west with tears in his clothes. The beauty gave me a mink, why should I repay it with the moon pearl.

Don't lean on the road far away, why worry and worry! "

In an instant, the sound of tearing silk can be heard endlessly.

Just like breaking free from the shackles, the continuous cracking sound rang from everyone's ears. Li Bai wanted to draw his sword, but he soon realized that it was the sound of silk and cloth breaking.

From the dancing singer in front of him, the slender beauty twisted her waist, stepped on the handrail fence that was less than one width wide, and jumped and circled.

When the feather clothes and neon clothes flew up with her swaying, what was revealed was not a burst of spring.

But... the color of copper and iron!

Li Bai froze in place, his eyes widened, almost thinking he was hallucinating.But everyone's shouts and exclamations proved that his judgment was not wrong.

When the sound of the pipa was played, the dancing singers raised their arms from their ruffled sleeves and neon dresses, revealing a thrilling beauty.

——The beauty of machinery!
When the face covered with red makeup and rubber is raised, and the veil is removed, an iron-colored texture emerges between the eyebrows painted with gold patterns.

When they dance together in this exaggerated posture that deviates from imagination, it makes people forget to breathe.

At this moment, why doesn't Li Bai understand?

This is the masterpiece of the mechanism prepared by Lu Daoxuan. In the entire Nine Heavens Pavilion, except for the guests, all the door greeters, servants, singers, and dancers are all mechanism people created by him!

But their steps and demeanor, smiles and sorrows are no different from ordinary people. When their eyes roll, they have an indescribable and moving style.

Never before has there been such a human-like institution.

No matter how similar an ordinary puppet is to a real person, it will always be slightly dull and sluggish.

But now, when these organ people dance and sing, they feel solemn and holy, just like heaven and man dancing in the clouds, illusory and elusive.

Shockingly beautiful.

From the beginning to the present, no one can tell their true faces!
What is even more astonishing is the huge scale.

Dozens, hundreds, or thousands?

What you can see is the gorgeous and extravagant decoration of Jiuxiao Pavilion, but when you listen to it, you can hear the heroic and vigorous singing, and what you smell in your nose is the rich and soft incense. Falling feathers and neon clothes.

There has never been a mechanism division capable of manipulating such a large number of mechanism puppets at the same time.

No one has ever been able to get a soul from a dead body, and dance so lightly like a living person.

The old man who was intoxicated with the pipa and singing seemed to have a hundred hands, a thousand eyes and a thousand fingers at this moment, like a Buddha spreading his arms, watching the whole world dance in his arms.

Everything is within his grasp.

This is enough to shock the whole Chang'an, even the unique masterpiece in history!After today, there will be no one who does not know Lu Daoxuan's name, and there will be no suspense about the ranking of the mechanism masters in Chang'an City!

After a short delay, the bead curtain of the Accord was lifted, and under the guard of his entourage, the expressionless Bo Qing walked away.

But no one cared about the nobleman's movements.

Only cheers.

The cheers of countless people erupted from the Nine Heavens Pavilion, eyes wide open, fanatical drummers and cheers, amazed by this never-before-imagined spectacle and beauty.

But the old man didn't seem to have the slightest pride and joy in this established result.

As if staring at those invisible enemies, determination is as strong as iron.

"My thoughts are in Yanmen—"

The sonorous sound of the pipa in Lu Daoxuan's hand burst out again, "I want to follow the snowy atmosphere, and I look sideways to the north with tears in my towel. The beauty gave me a beautiful piece, so how can I report it to the sapphire case!"

The sound of the scattered pipa was like a gust of wind and rain, swirling from his hands, like a dark cloud rising into the sky, wrapped in angry lightning, filling everything.

Make the dance of beauties manifest frenzy, and the song of puppets like thunder.

The hoarse long song seems to tear up this ancient city and rebuild everything.

"—Lu Yuan, don't Zhi Yi Zeng sigh, why worry and worry!

Li Bai held his breath.

Eyes wide open, without blinking, unwilling to miss every moment, staring at all this almost greedily.

At this moment, from the gold and iron in front of him, he felt a kind of great will filling it, a kind of power forged from pain and despair, swaying from the melody of the old man, smashing the shackles, Breaking the shackles requires re-establishing the foundation of all things.

This is what truly amazes and awes him.

If you sway the steel with this determination, then you will be invincible, and you will destroy everything that stands in your way.If one controls swordsmanship with such spirit, then everything in the world will bow before that heroic and raging will.

However, for some reason, during this shocking performance, he heard a 'noise'.

Subconsciously, he frowned.

It was not a flaw or omission in the performance, but more like a stone was mixed into a magnificent and huge mechanism, causing an uncoordinated pause in the smooth operation.

A small gap.

And when he looked down and intuitively looked at the puppet dancing below, he seemed to see a gloomy shadow.

Like a hallucination, among the countless fluttering neon clothes and organs, an erratic silhouette emerged, but if you look carefully, you can't see it clearly.When Li Bai's gaze wanted to catch it, it quickly disappeared behind the staggered figures.

But soon, it appeared again...

Again, forward.

(End of this chapter)