Su Ming sat on the rattan chair and said slowly.
"Tomorrow, I will send off the old headmaster of Doushan Village.
The ceremony of receiving the teacher was still the same, playing the sad mountain tune of the eighth stage!”
The seven people were old and young, men and women.
He stood respectfully in front of Su Ming.
He saw that Class Master Su was much more serious than usual.
Even the mischievous Liu Zi.
None of them dared to act rashly.
Su Ming continued," Gather at the entrance at 8:30. We'll arrive before 9:00.”
Everyone nodded.
This young class master had always been very strict with some rules.
He was usually very easy to talk to.
However, if he delayed his official business...
Those who deserved to be expelled, those who deserved to be punished.
He would not show any mercy.
"Check your own food!
If there's nothing else, go back."
Everyone was already very familiar with the song.
The coordination of these eight people could almost be described as perfect.
Therefore, there was no need to practice anymore.
Instead of cramming for familiarity, it was better to let everyone recuperate.
The other six people left the courtyard, leaving the Grand Sage Qi alone.
Su Ming looked at his disciple, who was almost three times his age.
" What else do you want?"”
Grand Sage Qi hesitated for a moment before he whispered," Master, didn't you say that you wanted to boast that all birds pay homage to the phoenix?”
He remembered that his master had said that he would play the song for the old principal.
A hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix was a solo song.
But now, why did he call his fellow disciples?
One had to know that he had always been looking forward to hearing the complete song of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
Could it be that his master had changed his mind?
"Eight sets is a ceremony to welcome a master. We can't break the rules.”
Su Ming's next words made Grand Sage Qi heave a sigh of relief.
He didn't tell anyone that his master was going to perform a performance at the old principal's funeral.
It was just a little secret in his heart.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had followed his master out to play eight suona instruments.
He was shocked!
The middle-aged man in charge not only kowtowed.
He even handed over good cigarettes, good tea, snacks, and good wine!
He only found out later.
This was the ceremony of receiving a master.
Rules!
The rules of the town seemed old-fashioned, but they followed the etiquette that the ancient Chinese especially valued.
It was like when a master offered incense and knelt to the dead.
It was a return gift.
Red dress, wearing a red cloth gown, tied with red silk.
When it came to business, he wore a coat made of black thread and white cloth, tied with black silk.
Rules like these were like fixed equations.
The gifts and craftsmanship left behind by the ancestors were passed down from generation to generation.
He was one of the top suona performers in China, but he was under the Su family's tutelage.
Firstly, he fancied Su Ming's suona performance, which was more exquisite than his.
Moreover, under these rules, the suona had an alternative way of expressing itself.
This was different from the stage and the neon lights.
Instead, it was on the high slope of the yellow soil that was covered in sand and wind. It was even wilder and rougher.
At the same time, he was playing even more hysterically!
This charm infected him.
It also infected Wenlin Guwu, two equally famous musicians in the folk music industry.
In his opinion.
The biggest rule of the suona craftsman was that all birds paid homage to the phoenix.
Bragging was the rule. How to brag, how to brag, and how to brag?
This was what he wanted to see.
After getting the answer he wanted, Grand Sage Qi left the courtyard.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west.
Su Ming's heart sank as the sun set, and he felt a little emotional.
For a celebrity like Fan Huai, any Weibo post would be answered by thousands of people.
No matter how good the old man's reputation was when he was alive, he could only rely on a Weibo account.
Almost the entire world knew about it.
The old headmaster of Doushan Village had done many good deeds in his life.
After his death, his son only begged him to blow four sets for him.
Perhaps it was because of this thought that it infected his other emotions.
After coming to this world, this was the first time he had the time to think so much.
The traditional ceremony gradually changed.
Respect was rare.
He should not be respected, but his ancestral grave was green!
Traditional culture was gradually forgotten.
He then thought of Shakuhachi.
This musical instrument originated from China, but it had already become a musical instrument in Japan.
In the middle of the night, I hear the shakuhachi of a drunkard downstairs, like a stranger in a lonely house listening to the sound of wild geese.
Moved by homesickness, I was comforted by my neighbor's shakuhachi.
In the second dynasty, he visited a desolate bamboo pipe alone in the bustling Chang 'an City...
Why was there still a wisp of desolate ancient fragrance floating among the thousands of flowers in the red light of the year?
Comforting the neighboring Shakuhachi…
This feeling came and went quickly.
In his previous life, Su Ming could only rely on his identity as a traditional education professor.
To do some insignificant things!
Then in this life!
With the help of the system, he could change the entire Huaxia and even the world!
The night gradually rose!
Smoke rose from the chimneys of thousands of households in the town...
In a secluded courtyard.
The voice of a female character exploded through the night.
"The sound of the golden drum ~ the sound of the painted horn trembles,
Awaken me ~ Breaking the Heavenly Gate ~ Ambition soaring to the clouds!
Thinking back to the past ~ Peach Blossom Horse ~ Majestic!
Enemy blood splattered ~ Pomegranate skirt!
My duty will be done while I'm alive,
How could an inch of land belong to someone else?
What is there to say about the buffoon king of the barbarians? -
My sword! It can block a million soldiers!"
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