Chapter 9 Ambush from all sides

"nothing."

Lin Lan shook his head slightly and asked, "How long has Yan Sanniang been in your house?"

Fan Qingyao knelt on the ground, lowered her head slightly, and then whispered: "Madam... she came to the house not long after my fifteenth birthday. It has been more than three years now."

Lin Lan could see that she also hated Yan Sanniang in her heart. After all, an outsider occupied the magpie nest and made the whole family slaves. How could she not hate it?

But facing people like Yan Sanniang who practice the devil's way, mortals naturally cannot resist.

Yan Sanniang has been in the governor's house for more than three years, and she must have accumulated a lot of prestige. Even if she is not in front of her, this rich lady does not dare to say a bad word.

"After working as a maid for more than three years, I guess you haven't had much rest."

Lin Lan said casually: "I don't need you to do anything here. You can go and rest."

Fan Qingyao hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said: "Master, you'd better let me stay, otherwise Madam may blame me. Besides, you saved my family, and Qingyao doesn't know how to repay you."

"Okay."

Lin Lan didn't care, "If you want to stay, just stay. Stand up first."

Fan Qingyao then stood up and asked: "Then...does Qingyao need to do anything?"

"It seems there is nothing you need to do." Lin Lan thought for a while and asked, "What do you know?"

Fan Qingyao thought for a moment and said: "I can squeeze your shoulders and beat your legs. It's not hot now. If it's hot, I can fan you all day long. Well... Frost is coming soon. I

We can also warm your bed.”

Lin Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and took a look at this frail-looking official lady. She was obviously a lady, but she had already accepted her fate as a maid. It seemed that she had long been used to bowing her head.

He knew that this kind of mentality would not be able to be reversed for a while, so he said: "If you don't use it for the time being, what else do you want? Shouldn't we ladies know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Fan Qingyao was startled, then lowered his head and said sadly: "I used to know how to do it, but I haven't touched it much in the past few years."

"What is your favorite?" Lin Lan asked.

Fan Qingyao thought for a moment and said, "I like both the piano and the pipa."

Lin Lan snorted and asked, "Will you still do it now?"

"I'm afraid I'm a lot unfamiliar." Fan Qingyao shook his head.

Lin Lan said: "I have nothing to do anyway, so why don't you play some music and listen."

"My piano has not been maintained and tuned for a long time. I am afraid that the sound of the piano has changed." Fan Qingyao said: "The pipa is easier to play. Can I play a few pipa songs for you, sir?"

"Anything is fine."

…

Half an hour later, Fan Qingyao knelt down and sat opposite Lin Lan, holding a five-string sandalwood pipa in her arms. She gently plucked the ivory shaft and tried the tone a few times. Then she looked up at Lin Lan and asked.

: "I wonder what song you want to listen to?"

Lin Lan was just killing time and didn't care what she played, so she said: "Whatever you are good at will be fine."

Fan Qingyao asked softly: "How is the young master feeling now?"

"Feeling?"

Lin Lan sat lazily on the chair and said, "It's hard to describe my mood. I'm a little bored, a little lonely, and a little confused. I might want to kill someone recently, but I don't think I'm ready yet."

"Kill someone?" Fan Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then said: "Young Master, you are a person who knows right from wrong. The person you want to kill must be a bad person, right?"

"Yes." Lin Lan nodded lightly, "It's just the human heart. The more you see it, the harder it becomes. People and things that were intolerable in the past will gradually turn a blind eye."

"Young Master has the heart to eliminate evil. This is a good thing."

Fan Qingyao held the pipa in her arms, thought for a moment, and then said softly: "There is a martial arts song in the slave family, which may suit the master's wishes, but I haven't played it for a long time, so it may be a bit unfamiliar. I hope you can forgive me."

Lin Lan nodded and said nothing.

Fan Qingyao held the pipa in her arms and thought about it for a long time. Then she lowered her head and closed her eyes. She lightly touched the strings with her fingertips and began to play.

Just listen to the prelude, and after several more and more urgent blows, the sound of the piano begins to sound, and then the intention of fighting and fighting comes, taking the lead, and the murderous intention rises, just like the sound of drums before a battle, it gradually becomes more exciting and exciting.

Lin Lan was lazily leaning on the chair, half-squinting his eyes, ready to enjoy the ancient performance, but when he heard the prelude of this pipa song, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"This is……"

He watched Fan Qingyao playing this piece of music with lowered eyebrows. Listening carefully, he became more and more surprised and suspicious, and couldn't help but slowly recall the memories of this life.

After awakening the memory of the past life, it is like experiencing the past life again, but the memory of this life is much fuzzy and distant.

At this time, in the familiar music, he gradually recalled a lot.

The memories of the previous life and this life are also taken care of one by one.

After a while, the music suddenly stopped.

Fan Qingyao opened her eyes in embarrassment and said apologetically: "Sir, I'm sorry, I haven't played this piece for a long time, and I have forgotten the rest of the score."

Lin Lan was silent for a moment, but then said: "The next step should be... Gong Chi Gong, Six Gong Five Six Gong, Chi Chi, Yi Chi, Yi Si, together."

Fan Qingyao was startled, thought about it, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "That's true. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to have learned this piece of music?"

It is normal to know the music score. For those who love music, this is a basic skill. However, this piece of music has been passed down for hundreds of years, so knowing this ancient music score is relatively rare.

Lin Lan did not answer, but asked: "What is the name of this song?"

"You don't know?" Fan Qingyao gave Lin Lan a strange look and said, "This famous song is, of course, 'House of Flying Daggers'."

"really……"

Lin Lan murmured and asked, "Who composed the music?"

"The person who composed the music." Fan Qingyao said: "This music is already an ancient song more than 800 years ago. Some legends say that it was composed by Tang Tianyuan, the first imperial master of Dayu, and some say it was composed by the imperial master.

The third disciple, the melodist, was composed by Qin Sheng ‘Xiao Xuanxin’.”

She paused, "But the most popular one is that before the Imperial Master led his army to fight the Battle of Yuanshui with Nan Qi, he played this piece of music while drunk in front of the battle, and it was memorized by Qin Sheng.

, and then came this famous song House of Flying Daggers that will be passed down through the ages.”

"National Preceptor, Tang Tianyuan..." Lin Lan recited the name silently.

The experiences in this life that were suppressed by the memories of previous lives seemed to have been wiped away from the layer of sealed dust and gradually became clear.

He also thought of the history of the country 'Dayu' and the records of 'Tang Tianyuan', the first national advisor of Dayu in the history books.

Eight hundred years ago, when the world was in chaos, Tang Tianyuan came out of the blue to help Yu Taizu unify the world. He became the Great Master of the Yu State with the power of Conglong. He was also the only one-word king in the history of the Yu Dynasty. He promoted the unification of writing during his lifetime.

Land reform, cutting down mountains and destroying temples... various policies and systems made Dayu's country stronger and stronger. He died of illness in the twelfth year of Shenwu at the age of seventy-one.

As long as the world unites, it must be divided. Dayu has experienced many turmoils. Eight hundred years have passed, and the territory has long been divided. It can only barely protect itself, but the reputation of this great national master still spreads throughout the world.

Imperial teacher, imperial teacher, king with different surnames, poet sage, craftsman god, literary master, music master, founder of Tianyuan arithmetic, founder of Renzong... There are countless titles, and the number of works he left behind is outrageous.

Mahjong, mosquito coils, chicken essence, gunpowder, etc. were even invented.

"There were actually time travelers before me..."

"Tsk... the protagonist of a refreshing novel..."

Lin Lan felt a little bit refreshed after just a brief introduction, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

No wonder the climate now is hotter than it was 800 years ago. It must have been this time traveler who was showing off all day long, causing the ancients 800 years ago to breathe cold air every day, creating the greenhouse effect...

"Master Lin, what's wrong?" Fan Qingyao asked in confusion.

Lin Lan was speechless for a while, then shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just think this first-generation national master is very... powerful."

Isn't that right? He has forgotten many poems, novels, knowledge inventions and so on, but this time traveler ancestor actually knows a lot. Even on earth, he is at least a Zhihu expert who knows a little bit.

"Of course, the first-generation Imperial Master is an unprecedented genius, the pride of our country."

Fan Qingyao nodded in agreement and sighed: "It's a pity that when my father saw that I had musical talent and cultivation aptitude, he also said that when I grew up, he would send me to Chonghua Academy in Chonghua, the imperial capital.

If you are admitted to Chonghua Academy, you may have the hope of joining the Renzong founded by the first Imperial Master in the future, but..."

She didn't finish her words, but Lin Lan knew what she wanted to say. Since Yan Sanniang was here, she would not allow her to leave.
Chapter completed!