In order to avoid trouble, Zhao Lin 'er planned to give these music scores to Gu Xingchang and the others.
Anyway, in her opinion, these things were not important.
However…
These things were too heavy.
She couldn't carry it all at once.
Hence, he decided to do it.
She packed them in bags and planned to move them out one by one.
"Here, look for it yourself. There will be more later.”
Zhao Lin 'er put down a few bags and returned to the courtyard.
Gu Xingchang's face was full of doubt.
"What do you mean?"
"What is she trying to do?”
"I don't know."
The few of them frowned.
Through the transparent bag, he could see it clearly.
There were pieces of white paper inside.
Oh.
To be precise, they were clumps.
Some of them had been squeezed out of shape.
Some of them even had small footprints on them.
"Did she take out the waste paper?”
"I feel like she wants us to throw the trash for her.”
Under his doubts.
They opened the bag.
Gu Xingchang casually picked up a crumpled piece of paper.
He opened it.
"Nie Zheng assassinated Han Guiqu?"
Gu Xingchang's expression froze instantly.
He had seen this song in countless ancient books.
Moreover…
This came from a true history.
Nie Zheng, one of the four famous assassins of the Warring States Period.
In order to repay his benefactor, Yan Zhongzi, he assassinated the Han Country's Prime Minister, Xia Lei. After that, in order not to implicate his loved ones, Nie Zheng destroyed his appearance and died tragically.
It could be said.
This was a moving and touching legend of the Ranger.
And Nie Zheng's Song of Assassinating Han Gui was created because of this.
This touching story was recorded in the form of music. Moreover, it conveyed the spiritual values, reputation, integrity, and teachings that the ancients valued.
And the spirit of a scholar willing to die for his confidant and sacrifice himself for his friends.
It could be said.
The cultural and spiritual value contained in it had long surpassed the story itself.
However,
It was such a legendary music score that unfortunately disappeared in the long river of history.
For hundreds of years, countless enthusiasts had been running around for this, but they had not found any clues.
But now, it had appeared in front of Gu Xingchang.
"Isn't this nonsense!"
At the first moment.
Xingchang did not believe it.
It was not strange.
How could this be true?
Alright then.
Even if it was true, who would 'preserve' it like this?
He casually crushed it into a ball like it was a piece of waste paper.
However, when he looked down.
His expression became more and more interesting.
From doubt and disbelief, to a relaxed frown, then solemnity, solemnity, and finally excitement and ecstasy!
"This melody! This rhythm! This charm!"
Gu Xingchang closed his eyes.
Even though it was only a music score.
However, with his musical attainments, he was able to make up a coherent piece of music in his mind through this score!
On the other side.
Ma Feiguo looked at the waste paper in his hand with a dull expression.
Zhao Lin 'er's footprints were clearly visible on it.
The first line.
There were only four words written on it.
Autumn Moon in the Han Palace
Autumn Moon of Han Palace, a famous song of Xia Country, and a pipa song of Chongming Sect.
This song was like an ambush from all sides.
There were many versions.
However, this was even worse than an ambush from all sides.
At the very least, everyone knew that Ambush from All Sides was a pipa tune.
However, the Autumn Moon in Han Palace had been played by Erhu, Pipa, Guzheng, and Jiangnan Sizhu.
Each of them had their own reasons.
No one could convince anyone.
"According to the music score, this…"
Ma Feiguo's hands trembled.
Suddenly.
He was somewhat enlightened.
Why were there so many versions?
Why? Either version sounded good.
"It turns out that this isn't just played by an erhu, a pipa, or a zither.”
"It's the erhu, pipa, guzheng, Jiangnan stringed instrument, and other classical folk instruments combined together. It's like a modern large-scale symphony!”
In the end.
Ma Feiguo's breathing quickened.
Not just him.
There was also Wang Hongdao and Cao Shenghong.
They were all dumbstruck as they looked at the 'waste paper' in their hands.
At this moment.
Zhao Lin 'er walked out with a few bags.
"Eh? What are you guys doing? You're not moving at all. Oh, I know. You guys are playing a wooden puppet game, right?”
Zhao Lin 'er put down the bag.
He returned to his room.
Ten trips in a row.
Only then did he bring out all the music scores.
"Here, the scores of Mountain and Flowing Water, White Snow, and Xuan Mo are in here, but there are too many. I can't find them all at once.”
Zhao Lin 'er clapped her hands.
Hearing this.
Gu Xingchang and the others looked at each other.
That expression.
It's as wonderful as it can be
Nie Zheng's assassination of Han Guiqu, Guangling San, Pingsha Qiuyan, Han Palace Qiuyue, etc.
In history.
All famous music scores or music scores created by famous musicians were here.
Moreover…
There were also some that had never been heard of before.
What 'Zhou Wen Wang's Grand Ceremony Bronze Chimes Music Score'
What 'Wu' an Lord's Expedition Drum '
These.
It was not even recorded in the history books.
Lord Wu 'an.
It was the famous leader of the four great generals, the War God of the State of Qin, Baiqi!
As for King Wen of Zhou, it was needless to say.
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