Qi Qin saved up a stomach and wanted to praise Wen Sheng, but he was blocked by Wang Xi's sarcasm.

"Smack! Syllable! Next to him, Huang Tai'an applauded drunkenly.

"It's really a master who is a high apprentice, although Miss Gu has been learning the piano for a short time, but she is better at doing what she wants, not sticking to certain rules, so early in the sound of the piano has her own ideas, and with time, it will become a great tool."

Whether it can become a big tool, look at Wang Xi himself, he has been obsessed with the guqin all his life, but he can't get the favor of the qin, and he has witnessed how many people who are obviously inferior to himself but rely on the five tones and twelve rhythms to be wishful, and the glory and wealth are at his fingertips, not that he is not confused and depressed.

So when Wang Xi heard Huang Tai'an's words, he glanced at Wen Sheng in amazement and said, "Since you like it, you can learn it with your heart, cultivate your mind, and place your affection on the landscape." ”

Wen Sheng has talent, and he is afraid that his apprentice will follow in his footsteps in the future.

Huang Tai'an high-fived and said, "That's a good thing to say. The sound of the guqin is peaceful, and only the hermit who has no desire and no quarrel can play it, in order to understand the three flavors, although I have not heard the one in the capital to play the qin, but this hidden murderous machine, the soul is down. At this point he was so happy that he drank a large bowl of wine, pointed to the harp and continued, "Think of what a terrible sight it is to hold such a musical instrument that combines the creation of heaven and earth to satisfy people's selfish desires and make it follow the smell of blood. ”

He was drunk, and the liquor spilled and ran down his chin all over the placket.

A smile flashed in Qi Qin's eyes, and he glanced at Yun Lu next to him. I don't think Huang Tai'an even offended himself with what he said, if he wasn't already drunk and delirious, how could a musician of a big beam be in front of a group of new acquaintances. Accusing the old national teacher Tan in the capital?

Qi Qin leaned forward, helped Huang Tai'an fill the wine with his own hands, and smiled kindly: "Brother Huang, what are you going to Yezhou for?" ”

"Huh?" Huang Da'an raised his head, stared at the confused and drunken eyes, and reacted for a while: "It is very strange to say that there is a piano song." Let's get together and take a closer look. ”

"That's right...... That's a rare remark. But I also have a song here, Brother Huang will help me listen to it first? Qi Qin picked up his huqin.

Wang Xi was unaccustomed to Qi Qin getting his intrigue and things to his banquet. Seeing this, he snorted lightly and turned his head to the side.

Qi Qin glanced at his old friend apologetically, lowered his head and trembled slightly, and played the huqin.

This piece of huqin is very soft. It seems that the night is coming all of a sudden, and I am trapped in an irresistible black and sweet country.

Wen Sheng was listening, and involuntarily loosened his heartstrings and yawned quietly.

She felt a pang in her heart, knowing that it was Qi Qin who used his secret method.

After more contact with Qi Qin, she naturally knew a lot of things, knowing that if the musician encounters a weaker opponent, he can still control his own methods and not affect others, but he can devote himself wholeheartedly. Will it affect other listeners, what kind of process will it affect, and even whether it will regurgitate itself? Often even he can't decide, depending on how skilled he is.

The legendary Xuanyin Pavilion "Eight Methods of Miaoyin" is not only eight skills, but also a method that is more profound than the other.

The people sitting there, Yun Lu and Master Wang Xi, were not affected in the slightest, and even the drunken Huang Tai'an did not react much, it seemed that she was the only one who felt the difficulty.

Wang Xi discovered Wen Sheng's abnormality. gestured with his eyes and raised his chin at Qi Qin.

Wen Sheng went to see Qi Qin's technique of playing the violin. But soon, she realized that something was wrong, and the master told her to feel the melody of the huqin with her heart.

The sound of the huqin is lingering and affectionate, but Wensheng is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the past, the guqin and the huqin are both silk strings, there are too many secret combinations inside, and she can understand more things when she dives into her heart, which comes from the subtlety of the rhythm itself.

Silk string tremors, why do they make sounds? It seems to sigh, it seems to whisper, it sounds like it is ever-changing, but there are certain rules in it.

Looking at it like this, Wen Sheng suddenly found that he had unconsciously gotten rid of the slight influence brought by the sound of the huqin.

She immediately understood why Master Wang Xi always sneered at the musicians and their secret methods, the grass and rocks are ruthless by nature, and will not be affected by this music, if people deliberately force themselves to ignore the various touches brought by music, how is it different from stubborn stones? For a person who is obsessed with silk and bamboo, what is the joy of life?

Wang Xi was devastated for half his life, refused to change himself, and gave up his love in exchange for great power, so what about her?

Without waiting for her to think about it again, Huang Tai'an finally couldn't hold back and yawned, shook his upper body, and put down the wine bowl.

Yunlu leaned closer and asked softly, "Brother Huang, which master invited you to Yezhou?" ”

Huang Tai'an looked at him with a sideways face, his eyes met, Yun Lu was a little flustered, and secretly thought: "Isn't it not time yet, this question has aroused his vigilance?" Hurriedly added: "Look, we also want to bring Wang Lao with us, anyway, we want to refer to the music score." But this event seems to be very strict, and no outsiders are allowed to ......."

Huang Tai'an smiled "eating", pointed at him and said, "You kid is not kind, how can you say that Wang Lao is an outsider?" ”

Yun Lu's face couldn't help but darken.

Wang Xi was also quite unhappy: "Don't talk about me, I'm not a musician, I'm not in your club, I don't want to go." He couldn't bear to say the name of the Feather Society.

Yun Lu glanced at Wang Xi, and there was a hint of begging in his eyes.

Wang Xi pursed his lips and was silent.

Fortunately, Huang Tai'an finished laughing, and quickly replied suspiciously: "I don't know, can't I take someone there?" But Huang is also an outsider. There is a senior Zhang Jibei Zhang sent a message to me, telling me to go on time and don't miss it, am I mistaken about what he meant? ”

Qi Qin's subordinate Huqin slowed down, Yun Lu made a strange appearance, and asked: "How do you know this senior Zhang?" ”

Huang Tai'an smiled, he was affected by the huqin and yawned at this time, it was when his heart was the weakest, with tears in his eyes, he looked pitiful: "At home...... Something happened, I rushed back to Zhangzhou, they died too miserably, I want revenge. Just in time for General Ji to meet the enemy in Zhangzhou with soldiers and horses. I wore filial piety clothes, took my piano, and quietly touched the battlefield alone. ”

Yun Lu didn't expect this Huang Tai'an to be so fierce. I couldn't help but be in awe.

"Actually, I just got the trick of the piano, and there are too many enemies, and I am about to die on the battlefield, thanks to the rescue of an elder with strong martial arts, the person who saved me is the ...... who followed Zhang's seniors."

After Huang Tai'an said this, he was already in a trance. Lying on the mat, he fell asleep.

Qi Qin stopped. Tong Yunlu said: "It's okay, he drank too much, and he won't remember this paragraph when he wakes up after a while." ”

Wang Xi sneered: "Can you rest assured this time? ”

Qi Qin smiled and did not answer, it was Zhang Jibei's invitation. Then there is no problem, there are also factions within the Yuyin Society, Zhang Jibei is a faction that clearly opposes the imperial court, and a group of musicians who look at Xuanyin Pavilion are gathered around him, and Huang Tai'an has a lot of complaints about Tan Guoshi, and he is obviously also affected.

Qi Qin was alone and didn't participate in these, he felt that he had guessed Zhang Jibei's intention to invite Huang Tai'an to Yezhou, probably because Yuyin Club was going to add a new person.

He let his guard down. and Wang Xi began to chat about some strange things in various places, customs and customs.

Wen Sheng took the pot of stewed pheasant and heated it up, and then brought the dough cake up.

Wang Xi has a good impression of Huang Tai'an. asked Wen Sheng to leave him a separate bowl of chicken soup, put it on the stove to warm it, and wait for him to wake up and taste good.

This meal was eaten for nearly two hours, during which Wang Xi was interested, and he also played a song on the qin, and Qi Qin made peace with the huqin. Yun Lu and Wen Sheng listened to it as if they were drunk.

Later, Huang Tai'an woke up, and it was as Qi Qin said. I only felt a little headache, I didn't remember what happened before, I drank chicken soup, ate something, said that I had been disturbing for too long, and I didn't leave until it was dark to go down the mountain, so I had to say goodbye first, and asked Qi Qin and Yunlu if they wanted to go with him?

He stood up, although the rain outside was much lighter, it was still dripping, and Wen Sheng took a robe for him.

The Qingni Mountain in the drizzle has a misty and poignant beauty, as if a qiē filth has been washed away, and you can see clusters of pine branches in the rain in the house, as if shining.

Qi Qin got up Yaxing, who was playing in the rain and going down the mountain, and simply said goodbye together.

The three of them left together, leaving behind a table full of plates and cups, a mess, and a half-drunk old king.

Wen Sheng rolled up his sleeves and straightened it out briefly, first went over to help the master up, and planned to wait for the old man to sleep in the back room before coming back to clean up slowly.

Wang Xi played the piano while he was drinking before, and it was rare that Huang Tai'an, who he met for the first time today, was not as annoying as other musicians, he was quite excited, stood up and suddenly asked Wen Sheng: "By the way, did Brother Huang's clothes leave us here?" ”

Wen Sheng then remembered that Huang Tai'an came to shelter from the rain before, and changed into Wang Xi's old clothes when he entered the door, and when he left, he put on a robe, and it is estimated that people are not fully awake, so they forgot about it.

Wang Xi sighed: "Good apprentice, go and see if you can catch up with him and return your clothes." "That Huang Tai'an is not a rich man, just this dress may be a façade.

Wen Sheng answered, rolled up the clothes with his baggage, and prepared to go out.

Wang Xi said again: "The pine wood that promised him was not taken away, he is going to Yezhou, it is too late to make the piano now, forget it, you can also give him this piano." ”

Wen Sheng smiled: "Okay, Master is so generous. ”

Wang Xi stumbled for a moment, "hehe" and smiled: "It's rare to meet someone who knows how to not hate it." ”

Wen Sheng watched him enter the inner room, and then picked up the piano according to his words, went out with his baggage, and went to chase Huang Tai'an and the three people who were going down the mountain in front of him.

There was only such a short time before and after, and Qi Qin and their figures were no longer visible on the mountain road.

Wen Sheng braved the light rain and chased quickly down the mountain.

After running half a way, she turned around a mountain rock, and there was a pine forest in front of her, condescending, and she could almost see the bottom of the mountain at a glance, Wen Sheng stopped, she faintly felt that something was wrong, Qi Qin and they all drank a lot, how could they go so fast?

At this moment, she suddenly heard the rapid sound of the huqin. (To be continued)

PS: Today's mission is accomplished. In the evening, I began to make up for the small anti-red~, and the new books were put on the shelves to ask for subscriptions, ask for pink, and ask for a qiē.

Recommend the ancient saying "Jinmou" by Mr. Xiaowu, ISBN 3393372. Sweet pet Wen, 300,000, is already fat enough to be slaughtered. R655