Chapter 168

Fang Yun listened and observed carefully. The more she saw Yang Yuhuan's fingering, the more she felt that she had talent.

It is not easy to play the piano. The fingering or combination of the right hand has more than 30 kinds of support, wipe, pick, hook, tick and play, while the left hand has more than 30 kinds of kneeling, collision, lifting, pushing out, simultaneous voice, calling, entering and replying, which can be said to be extremely complex.

Fang Yun once studied Qin Dao in Jiangzhou Academy of Arts, and even remembered many Qin Dao books. He can only play and appreciate, but it takes a long time to practice Yang Yuhuan.

Fang Yun soon found the defect of Yang Yuhuan's fingering method. It's too soft. The strength of the place where you should exert force is insufficient. It seems that it has something to do with your temperament. If Yang Yuhuan is talented and kills the enemy with the piano way, it is very general, but it is precisely because she has defects in this aspect and her talent on the other hand has reached a terrible level. If Yang Yuhuan uses the piano sound as an aid rather than directly killing the enemy, or even used for harmony, the effect is likely to be several times that of an ordinary zither player.

After a sad "autumn wind tune", Yang Yuhuan's eyes turned red and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves. It took a long time to recover.

Fang Yun sighed: "sister Yuhuan, I didn't expect you to have such attainments in zither. You may enter the first stage of zither in a year at most. If you can enter the second stage of" sword, courage and heart ", even if you don't have talent, you can calm and comfort your mind, and you can defeat some demons that confuse your mind."

Yang Yuhuan said happily, "I just want to practice piano music for you. I don't want to do so much. But Mrs. Lai has always praised me and said that my piano skills will be better than hers in a few months at most."

"In that case, I'll write some music scores today. When you're fully proficient, you can enter the realm of Qin Dao in advance. By the way, have you learned the famous song" high mountains and flowing water "

"Well, I've learned," running water "I play well, but" high mountain "has never been to the point."

Fang Yun nodded and said, "I wanted to hear you play these two songs and then judge, but since you said so, I guessed well. The mountain is towering, tall and magnificent. It's really not suitable for you." Although there are mighty rivers with great momentum, you can gradually master the meaning of rivers and streams converged by fine water. Later, if you find that you can't play well, don't learn, but focus on what you can play well. Qin Saint Yu Boya's mountain and running water are war songs. As long as you practice running water well, you can benefit immensely. "

"Well, I'll listen to you." Yang Yuhuan didn't ask why.

"How do you feel about Guangling San?" Fang Yun asked.

Yang Yuhuan thought for a moment and said: "although Guangling San was not written by the great Confucian Ji Kang, it was slightly changed by him and became the first war song in the world. Unfortunately, as soon as I heard it, I felt it was not suitable for me. The original name of Guangling San was Nie Zheng stabbing King Han." , Qu Yi is the story of Nie Zheng's assassination, one of the four assassins. I think Xiaoyun is suitable for this kind of war music. I've been thinking for a few days that if you want to learn the piano to kill the enemy in the future, I can play the harp to help you, and it doesn't need talent to play the harp to help you. "

Fang Yun was stunned. Yang Yuhuan's opinion was very good.

With the Qin as the main instrument and the harp as the auxiliary, and the harp and the harp singing together, you can play the famous song "Phoenix seeking a mate" jointly created by Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun.

When Sima Xiangru and his wife Zhuo Wenjun went to the desert to play, they were besieged by two barbarian semi saints. At that time, they were only in the four areas of the Qin road. Shortly after Sima Xiangru was canonized, Zhuo Wenjun was not talented. However, they sang harmoniously with the harp and harp, and played the "Phoenix seeking its mate", which caused the sky fire phoenix to burn thousands of miles, destroyed 100000 barbarians and killed one barbarian semi saint, which shocked the world.

Fang Yun then shook his head. "Phoenix seeking her husband" was originally a CI and Fu handed down all over the world. If the famous song "Phoenix seeking her husband" wants to attract the Phoenix, it must not only have someone to help, but also have the legendary literary heart of "one heart and two uses".

The reason why Sima Xiangru and his wife were able to attract the fire phoenix in the sky was that Sima Xiangru could play the piano with one heart and two purposes. At the same time, he wrote the CI and Fu of "Phoenix courtship" with a divine pen, so as to enhance the power of "Phoenix courtship" to the extreme.

It is precisely because it is difficult to achieve "Phoenix seeking her husband", so no one can play it in future generations. Instead, the name of the first war song has become "Guangling San".

Fang Yun said, "I haven't decided whether to master the zither. Don't waste your Yao zither talent for me."

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "I learn the zither for you, and the zither can not only let you listen, but also help you learn the zither. I must learn! From now on, I will learn the zither mainly, supplemented by learning the zither."

Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan's firm eyes, filled with bursts of warmth in his heart, nodded and said, "well, in the future, you and my husband and wife may reproduce the holy trace of Phoenix courtship, and even create a more powerful war song."

"Yes." Yang Yuhuan lowered his head and blushed.

Fang Yun said that he would go out of the Customs on the day of Tanabata to participate in the Tanabata cultural meeting. Just after lunch, some friends came to visit, including Qian poshang, whose Gentile was broken by Qingguo people.

No one mentioned the king Jiaowang of Qingjiang River. For fear that Fang Yun would be under pressure, they only talked about the flood prevention literature meeting and the Tanabata CI meeting.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, they left Fang Yun's house in a carriage and went to the wall of the South vice city.

Fang Yun and more than a dozen literati got out of the carriage and came to the gate of the South vice city. Looking up, there was a city tower directly above the city wall, which was the place where the cultural conference was held.

The walls here are more than ten feet wide in order to fight against the powerful demons and haos. Otherwise, they can't resist the impact of magic. The city tower is also very magnificent, larger than many restaurants.

The party climbed the stairs to the city wall. Instead of entering the city building immediately, they looked at the strange scenery outside the city wall.

The upper entrance of the city wall is extremely clear, and even the sun shines, but just a mile away, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, heavy rain, and a completely opaque water curtain block everyone's line of sight. It is white and can't see the scenery in the distance.

Fang Yun looked in all directions. There was a white pouring rain at the end. Because the rain was too heavy, he even had an illusion that the rain was sea water. The whole Yuhai city was actually at the bottom of the sea and was completely surrounded by sea water.

The rain did not fall, but fell down like hundreds of millions of barrels of water, which can be called a wonder.

Others were also shocked by the spectacle. Everyone felt weak in the face of the terrible heavy rain.

Fang Yun asked in a low voice, "is the Dragon strong enough?"

"Yes. If you are in the sea, one dragon semi saint can fight three human semi saints or three demon semi saints."

Fang Yun said helplessly, "this is not a waterlogging prevention culture society, this is a reclamation culture society."

The crowd nodded silently. Fang Yun said it too vividly.

"Come on, go to the city tower."

Before they entered the tower, they heard laughter inside.

"It's strange! If the rain can't stop, what kind of Tanabata cultural meeting should be held! I've lived for so many years and have never heard of a rainy Tanabata cultural meeting! Your preferences are really different from those of the other nine countries." one humanitarian.

"You're wrong. Isn't there a big hole above? You can see the starry sky! But this hole is a bit like a well. The people in that hole have become frogs at the bottom of the well? Jingguo people are so modest that we Qingguo people don't have no face and skin to treat ourselves as toads!"

"Well, this is the cultural meeting of Jingguo. You Qingguo literary friends should not be too mean. However, my mentor Shijun said that if Jingguo can't stop a light rain, you don't have to take out his poems. Such Jingguo is not eligible for his gifts!"

One of the people angrily said, "you are becoming more and more shameless to celebrate the country! The demon family humiliated our country. You not only didn't help, but also said sarcastic words here. It's almost the same as the rebellious literati!"

"You are not only a frog at the bottom of a well, but also your brain is broken. Since flood control and Tanabata are one, write flood control poems first, and then compare Tanabata poems. We are here, it means that we will also write flood control poems to help you see the country. How can you be the same as the reverse literati? Lord Dong, you are the magistrate of Yuhai, please comment!"

Governor Dong snorted coldly and said, "Qingguo's literary friends, it doesn't hurt to say something once in a while. If we entangle again and again, we have to ask Wenbi to solve it. If another great Confucian dies in Qingguo, our people will feel bad."

Fang Yun just entered the door and saw that most of the Qingguo literati, except a few, were very calm, and most of them looked angry, while some of the Jingguo people looked ridiculed and some looked very happy.

"Fang banxiang is coming!" one person shouted, and all Jingguo people immediately stood up to greet him, including governor Dong and many other officials. Qingguo people have different faces, but most of them stand up, and only one person with bright eyes but very arrogant on the surface is still sitting.

The Qingguo man looked up at the roof and said lazily, "there is no one in Jingguo. A scholar can set an example. This makes all ancestors blush."

The city tower was suddenly quiet. People in Jingguo could not question Fang Yun's title of "scholar model", but the other nine people could.

Many Jingguo people dare to be angry but can't speak, because they also know that what the person said is reasonable. A scholar has become a "scholar model". In terms of pure status, he is still on top of ordinary great Confucianism and juxtaposed with Wenzong, because even great Confucianism may not get the title of scholar model, but Wenzong will get it.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Fang Yun. Qingguo people were proud, and Jingguo people were secretly worried.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "In Jingguo, I can become a scholar's example. Naturally, those above the scholar are more virtuous and talented. It seems that the great Confucian in Qingguo and I are both scholars' examples. This seems to mean that the great Confucian in Qingguo is not as good as the whole people in our country. As for this brother, you are not as good as me under the great Confucian. It's good to talk nonsense here. Do you fully master the holy way of courage? Admire it!"

Many people in Jingguo laughed. Fang Yun was really smart. They said the same thing from different angles and immediately reversed their meaning.

Seeing that Fang Yun fought back so quickly, the Qingguo people were afraid that if they continued, they would be more humiliated. They clenched their teeth and didn't speak. They secretly looked at other Qingguo people in the hope that someone could lend a helping hand.

Qingguo's poem master and disciple slowly said, "as an example of a literati, dozens of famous families of a family are forced to come to Yuhai city to beg for mercy in the rain for hundreds of miles. It's worth mentioning that Qingguo has no such example of a literati!"

There was a dead silence in the tower.

Fifteen miles away from the west gate of Yuhai City, two Jia ox carts braved the storm. The ox carts were tied with white cloth everywhere, and the word "Liu" was written outside the canopy of the ox cart.

Under the dark clouds, a strange white cloud swept over the bullock cart.

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