"How could this happen? Every time it's you, it's all you fall from there!" Panpan pouted, stomped his feet constantly, blaming Su Song beside him. His face turned over and he didn't even look at him.

Su Song kept rubbing his hands, looking at Panpan and Xu Ping, at a loss.

Xu Ping smiled and said, "You little kids are so mean. It's okay, you'll forget it if you wait for her after a while."

"I won't forget it! Without this person, how could I lose!"

Panpan turned around and looked at Su Song viciously. But her little face was like a ball of powder, and she wanted to look fierce, but others didn't look like her.

Seeing Su Song feeling embarrassed there, Yan Su and others rushed back to the pavilion together and held back their laughter. They were secretly glad in their hearts that they were not standing in Su Song's seat, otherwise this girl would have targeted him.

Panpan is Xu Ping's heart, and at this age, he can't bear any grievances. How can others bother with her? If you want to say that Su Song is playing well, you can only blame his position in the wrong place. Panpan cannot see others' mistakes, and Su Song's mistakes are seen in her eyes.

Xu Ping supported Panpan and said, "Go, go play with Sister Xiuxiu. My brother and I have something to do."

Panpan pouted, raised his nose, endured the infinite grievances, and went to the side with Xiuxiu. Today she remembered this little boy who didn't like to talk, and was clumsy, making her lose even if she kicked a shuttlecock.

Xu Ping took Su Song's hand and walked into the pavilion. Panpan's breath was a gust of wind, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. At her age, she was just playing, so how could she be really angry?

At this moment, a servant walked to the back garden and greeted Xu Ping: "Monk, a man from Liu Qiguan outside, came to the mansion a few days ago and said he had something to ask for a meeting."

Liu Sanbian was a figure who left his name in later generations. Xu Ping learned a few poems about him in his Chinese class in his previous life. If the two people had not had a far-reaching reputation, they would have made friends. He took the initiative to visit, so there was no reason why he had disappeared.

After thinking about it, Xu Ping was too lazy to go to the flower hall in front to meet the guests, and said to the servant: "You go and bring Liu Qi to the back garden pavilion, I'll wait for him here."

The servant responded and turned around.

He led Su Song to the pavilion, and Xu Ping smiled and patted his shoulder: "The little girl is spoiled and doesn't know etiquette, so don't go to your heart. The child has no memory at home, and she won't remember what happened just now after a while."

Su Song hurriedly saluted: "When Shisheng said this, how can he bear it? It is indeed mine to make the daughter angry. Wan Sheng is clumsy, which makes her lose playing games."

Xu Ping saw Su Song's appearance, and his words were sincere and without any falsehood, so he couldn't help but shake his head. Panpan's child's character was a stranger after losing his son. Why did Su Song really recognize him?

Yan Su and others wanted to tease Su Song for a few words, but when they saw him with a serious expression, they couldn't speak.

After waiting for a while, the person from the village brought Liu Sanbian to the back garden, followed by a woman holding an iron pipa, covering her face with a black veil. Now the sun in the sky is too vicious, and it is common for women to cherish their faces and use a black veil to block the sunlight. No one finds it strange. But Liu Sanbian brought people to Xu Ping in a hurry, and I don’t know what it meant.

When she arrived at the pavilion, Liu San changed to Xu Ping and Yan Su and saw the rituals, and said to Xu Ping: "The one who holds the iron pipa is Liu Baniang, a native of Huazhou, Shaanxi Road. She has been singing songs since she was a child and is familiar with Hu Feng. She is still good at iron pipa and sings lyrics. The official has been playing the pipa that day and cannot make the song "Borang" that he is waiting for. After returning, he went back and went to find Liu Baniang and finally turned the old song into a new voice. Today, he came to the mansion to sing some songs for the pipa."

Xu Ping was stunned: "At that time, I was just an occasional opera, so why is it worth your effort?"

Liu Sanbian replied respectfully: "Seiguan has been living in the fireworks and alley since he was a child. The best thing is to write lyrics and compose music. If there is a lyric that cannot be formed into tunes, it will be difficult to sleep and eat. It is necessary to make a new tune."

Xu Ping was in the officialdom for many years. When he saw Liu Sanbian's expression, he knew that he had something to ask for him. He couldn't sleep if he couldn't make a song. It was just an excuse. This is human nature and nothing.

Seeing Liu Baniang holding the pipa, standing there with a straight body, not like an ordinary singing girl swaying like a wind, Xu Ping said: "There is no sunshine in this pavilion, why not take off the black veil?"

Liu Baniang said: "I have reported to the officials who have been in charge of the situation before the New Year. It is indecent to all the officials."

After hearing this, Xu Ping couldn't help but smile and said, "Who do you think of me as? If you sing well, who would care about your appearance? Even if you put these thoughts into consideration, just concentrate on singing the song!"

Liu Baniang was not artificial, and after hearing Xu Ping's words, she took off the black veil covering her face.

Seeing a scar on Liu Baniang's face scratching from the middle of her eyes, her face was broken and her appearance was completely ruined, it was indeed a great blessing for the woman. However, Liu Baniang did not have the pretentiousness of her children, but instead became more heroic.

Xu Ping said: "Why did you become like this? There is nothing in my eyes, I just fear that you will feel bad."

"I'm already used to it."

"Since that's the case, then sing the song with peace of mind."

After saying that, Xu Ping turned around and sat down. When he arrived at the stone bench, he suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask Liu Baniang: "Where are you from? Huazhou?"

"Yes, I grew up in Huazhou since I was a child."

"Then let me ask you, have you heard of two people? One is Zhang Yuan and the other is Wu Kexia. They are both tribute scholars from the second year of Tiansheng in Huazhou. They failed the palace examination that year. Huazhou is a small province, and there are not many tribute scholars every year. I think they are still famous in the local area. I have a relationship with them and I have always remembered it."

Liu Baniang lowered her head and thought for a while, raised her head and said, "I remember that there were two people. When they failed the Jinshi period, they returned to the state. They heard that they had a lot of money, but they did not do production, nor did they buy houses and land. They just recruited some angry heroes to drink and have fun all day long. After two years of struggle, I heard that they gave up their careers and accompanied them to several border states adjacent to Dangxiang to make achievements. But in peace now, which official would let them do whatever they wanted? There was no result."

Xu Ping nodded: "It's them, it seems that I think it's good in my heart."

Zhang Yuan and Wu Kexia, Xu Ping thought these two were unusual at that time, especially the poem that Zhang Yuan ate when he was about to part. Xu Ping always remembered it in his heart. Although this poem was written by anonymous in his previous life, it could be passed down to later generations. It was such a bold work. How could it be that it was truly unknown?

After so many years, Xu Ping put together his impression of his previous life bit by bit before he could figure out who these two people were. Dangxiang was against the Song Dynasty. According to legend, two people who failed to get there, one was Zhang Yuan and the other was Wu Hao. If nothing unexpected happened, they would be these two people.

Needless to say, Zhang Yuan was just changed to a homophone, and Wu Hao was afraid that Wu Kexia's name was changed to Wu Kexia. They wanted to attract Dang Xiang's attention and deliberately changed the name that violated Li Yuanhao's taboo like this.

The current Shaanxi Road Transport Author Su Qi is the son of Su Yijian, the top scholar in the fifth year of Taiping Xingguo. He was the son-in-law of former prime minister Wang Dan and Wang Su's brother-in-law. He was supposed to be a Jinshi, but he got the wrong one. Chen Yaosou, the official at the time, distinguished him. The Prime Minister Wang Dan avoided suspicion but did not speak, and he lost the Jinshi. Instead, he recruited the Academy of Sciences and was awarded the Jinshi. He became a Jinshi all the way, and his official qualifications were about the same as Xu Ping.

With Wang Su's relationship in the same year, Xu Ping could write to him to remind him of Zhang and Wu, but according to Su Qiwen's personality, he only wants to be stable and may not take it seriously.

Xu Ping didn't care. Since he remembered it, it was his duty to remind him. As for whether it worked, he would let things develop naturally. Today, Xu Ping really doesn't believe how much Zhang Yuan and Wu Kexia can play. Dangxiang would not trust such two people as one, and Xu Ping was confident that he could suppress these two people as two. He was a human being in two lifetimes, and he went from being a Jinshi to now. If Xu Ping didn't even have this confidence, he would be embarrassed to be in the officialdom.

Furthermore, Xu Ping could not do anything to the two Jinshis for no reason. When they were recruited as officials, they were the two of them secretly leaving the country to enter the enemy country in history and selling themselves for honor. Xu Ping did not have the intention to do that. If they wanted to commit suicide, they would better commit suicide in this life, and then they would be able to fulfill their own efforts.

Seeing that Xu Ping stopped asking questions, Liu Baniang sat down on a stone bench next to the pavilion, sued her for guilt, and took the lead in the pipa.

Liu Sanbian took out a pair of iron plates from his arms and hit them lightly. With his down-and-out appearance, it really looked like that. However, his movements were a bit clumsy, obviously not as skilled as the Red Teeth Plate.

"When you are drunk, you can see the sword with a light, and dream about blowing the horns and camps—"

Liu Baniang's voice was loud and a little hoarse, and she sang it with a unique taste and was very heroic.

The lyrics recorded in later generations have gone through harmony and overlapping, which is a distance from the real lyrics. Xu Ping did not expect that the lyrics would look like this. As he listened, he really felt back when the iron cavalry was scattered in Yongzhou. At that time, he led his troops to fight, and was always trembling, walking on thin ice, and had no time to feel the mood. Now listening to Liu Baniang's lyrics, coupled with the clanging iron pipa, the crisp and deafening iron plate, is a unique feeling.

After the song was sung, everyone applauded, and Xu Ping then pulled his thoughts back to reality.

Unexpectedly, I felt that I really thought that this poem was written by myself. Xu Ping couldn't help laughing. After all, he was a first-class Jinshi. After so many years of studying and writing, how could he regard other people's lyrics as his own? It seems that I really have to work hard on poetry in the future and remember my own deeds in this way. It turns out that there is a different feeling.

Seeing Liu Sanbian and Liu Baniang looking at him with a gaze, Xu Ping slapped his palm: "Ba Niangzi is so good at pipa and a good singing voice! When Baniang sang this lyrics, it seemed like she had lived and had her own soul!"
Chapter completed!