"Guangling San"!"

Mu Qing, who has always been indifferent, suddenly opened her apricot eyes and opened her mouth wide.

Mu Qing, who has never left the piano since he remembers, how can he not know "Guangling San"?

This qin song is Ji Kang's famous work, it is said that Ji Kang stayed in Yuehua Pavilion at night, could not sleep at night, then sat up and stroked the qin, the sound of the piano was wonderful, touched an old man, the old man appeared to give him "Guangling San", and instructed him not to pass on to outsiders.

Later, Ji Kang was killed by Sima Zhao, and before he died, he was not afraid, and said to Yuan Xiaoni, a pianist who was already grief-stricken: "I know that you have always wanted to learn "Guangling San", but I promised the old man who gave me this song that I would not be able to teach this music to others in this life and this life. The gentleman re-promises, woohoo, "Guangling San" is now extinct! In this way, "Guangling San" has since become a swan song and a holy song in the hearts of all pianists.

"Do you have "Guangling San"?" Mu Qing couldn't believe it.

Lin He nodded with a smile.

"Guangling San" is recorded in the "Mysterious Score" of the Ming Dynasty, and the origin is no longer verifiable, but the score is indeed true.

"Guangling San" is really "this song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world". No matter how detached Mu Qing was, she couldn't refuse this condition.

Mu Qing's jade hands unconsciously stirred together, frowning from time to time. Finally, she raised her head and stared at Lin He, her silver teeth bit lightly, and said softly, "I wonder what Lin Gongzi wants to know?" ”

Lin He straightened up and said, "I want to know something about Shen Qinglong." ”

Shen Qinglong? Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and pondered for a moment, before saying, "What did Childe say about Shen Qinglong, the leader of the Cao Gang?" ”

"Exactly." Seeing Mu Qing's slight hesitation, Lin He was even more sure that she was indeed related to this Shen Qinglong, so he patted his chest and promised: "Please rest assured, Miss Mu, what you heard today will never reach the ears of others!" ”

Mu Qing was a little inexplicable, and wanted to ask Shen Qinglong why she had to ask her, no one on this Qiantang Street knew less than she knew, and even took "Guangling San" as a condition. And Lin He's expression really doesn't seem like a joke.

Where did Mu Qing think that Lin He heard the conversation between Shen Qing and the people of Longmen.

"Lin Gongzi, you ...... Did you misunderstand something? The little woman and the Shen gang leader didn't know each other, and even if they knew some things about him, they were the kind of news that could be heard everywhere. Mu Qing said with a frown.

Don't recognize? When Lin He saw Mu Qing's expression, he didn't seem to be lying, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Thinking of the words he overheard in the Shen Mansion that day, Lin He touched his chin and asked, "Miss Mu, are there other people in your Xiaoxiang Pavilion who are called "Mu Qing"—or whose names are close to each other?" ”

"I don't know much about this, I can help you ask Yun Ma." Mu Qing shook her head, and then ordered the maid to leave.

After a while, the old bustard that Lin He saw at the door walked in hurriedly.

"Miss Mu, are you looking for me?" The old bustard looked at Mu Qing respectfully, which made Lin He a little surprised, but he was silent on his face.

"Mother Yun, please take a seat, it's this Lin Gongzi who has something to ask you." Mu Qing pointed to Lin He, who was sitting at the table.

Lin He repeated what he had just said, and after hearing this, the old bustard seemed to think for a while and replied: "There is indeed a woman named Mu Qing in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, why, Lin Gongzi knows?" ”

Without waiting for Lin He to answer, the old bustard continued: "It's just that she was ransomed by the Shen Gang leader of the Cao Gang yesterday. ”

"Redeemed?"

The old bustard nodded, "Gang Master Shen has been raising Miss Muqing for more than a year, but he has never mentioned helping her redeem herself. Yesterday at noon, the housekeeper of the Shen Mansion suddenly came to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and directly ransomed Mu Qing at a large price. ”

Lin He had just visited the Shen Mansion yesterday morning, and it seemed that he had just left on the front foot, and Shen Qinglong had made arrangements on the back foot.

This old fox is really leaky! Lin He said in his heart.

"Guest, are you okay?" The old bustard looked at Lin He, who was deep in thought, and couldn't help asking.

Lin He shook his head and thanked him, "Thank you, Mother Yun." ”

"Childe is polite." The old bustard waved his hand, then bowed slightly to Mu Qing and left the room.

Mu Qing looked at Lin He, who was sitting at the table, angry and funny, and said, "Master Lin, it seems that you are looking for the wrong person." ”

Lin He came back to his senses and touched his nose embarrassedly: "It's ...... If you can see Miss Mu Qing, it will be in vain. ”

"However, I have faith in the next word, and I am willing to hand over "Guangling San" to Miss Mu Qing."

Hearing Lin He's words, Mu Qing was a little embarrassed.

It stands to reason that he didn't help Lin He in any favor, and the so-called merit was unrewarding, so he shouldn't accept Lin He's heavy gift. But after all, this is "Guangling San"! The "Guangling San" that the world's pianists dream of! If you miss it, you will regret "Guangling San" for life! Of course, Mu Qing didn't want to miss it.

Lin He saw her thoughts, so he said with a smile: "Miss Mu Qing doesn't have to be polite, "Guangling San" is just a pearl in my place. As the saying goes, the sword is given to the hero, and the pink is given to the beauty, and I gave this "Guangling San" to the young lady, which can be regarded as finding a good home for it. ”

After Mu Qing heard this, she bowed her head slightly and said, "Young Master Lin, that little woman owes her son a favor, and she will repay it in the future." ”

Lin He was noncommittal.

Mu Qing took the pen and paper, and Lin He smiled awkwardly: "Miss Mu Qing, I don't know the piano score, I can only play." ”

Lin He was also helpless, because he could only write a modern simple score, and he didn't understand the ancient "Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu" at all.

"Oh? Childe can also play the piano? Mu Qing became interested.

"I just know a little bit about it, and Miss Mu Qing's piano skills are very different."

Mu Qing looked at the guqin in front of the windowsill.

This piano is called "Qingqi", which was made by Mu Qing by the famous craftsman Lu Yangzi. Qingqi is Mu Qing's extremely cherished thing, except for herself, Mu Qing does not let anyone else touch it at all.

However, now it is "Guangling San", and Mu Qing has to make this exception.

"Childe, please take a seat!"

Lin He stood up, walked to the guqin, looked at the bright-colored Qingqi, and couldn't help but admire: "Good qin!" ”

"Childe knows this piano?"

Lin He bowed his head and said with a smile: "The body of this piano is loose paulownia wood, this paulownia wood will grow for about a hundred years, it will be loose to such an extent, the material of the strings is the toughness of the complete cow tendon, look at the integrity of this cow tendon, the person who solves the cow should have extremely exquisite ox solving skills." Combined with the extreme tightness between the strings and the precise dimensions, it is not surprising that the luthier is also a master. Therefore, the value of this piano may be immeasurable. ”

"Such a famous piano should have its own name."

A hint of discoloration flashed in Mu Qing's eyes, and she said, "This piano is called Qingqi." ”

Diaphragm.

Lin He glanced at Qing Yan again and didn't say anything more. He put his hand on the strings.

It has been many years since he touched the guqin, and Lin He did not have the slightest sense of jerkiness, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his fingers flexibly stirred the strings.

Sometimes he cried and complained, as if he was sympathizing with the tragic fate of the protagonist Nie Zheng. Sometimes impassioned, as if he saw Nie Zheng fighting single-handedly, with a knife! Sometimes the sound of the piano is noisy and cut, and the spear is vertical and horizontal!

Lin He's face was grim, his whole body exuded a heavy murderous aura, his hands that quickly folded were only phantoms, "ding-" A crisp piano sound, the strings hummed, and the climax came to an abrupt end, until it reached the peak of the whole piano song!

The aftermath is endless, as if it winds around the beam.

Lin He felt that he had never been so hearty, especially in the climax part, he instilled internal force into the veins of his palm, making the fingers of plucking the strings more rounded and wishful, which made people listen to the ice and coal, ascending to heaven and falling to the ground!

After a long time after the sound of the piano, Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, ""Guangling San" really lives up to its reputation, it is splendid, and the spears are vertical and horizontal, no wonder Ji Kang loves it so much. ”

While speaking, Mu Qing raised her head again, looked at Lin He, and praised: "Lin Gongzi's piano skills are outstanding, and the little woman admires them." ”

Lin He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Miss Mu Qing praised it falsely, compared to Miss, it is just like the light of fireflies." ”

Lin He is not too modest, his piano skills are much worse than Mu Qing, but Lin He's temperament fits this piano song perfectly.

Mu Qing's eyes flickered, but she paid attention to Lin He's temperament when he played the piano, if he hadn't experienced the battlefield, it would be difficult to breed this kind of killing aura.

"Miss Mu Qing, play it again, can you write it down?" Lin He's words interrupted Mu Qing's thoughts.

Mu Qing nodded, "I probably wrote it down, but there are a few places that still need Lin Gongzi's guidance." In the third que of the prelude......"