It was Lin Tingchen who played the piano, I saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands gently caressing the immortals, kneading or supporting or picking, his hands were steady and powerful, and he was calm and chic. Listening to the music he played, it was obvious that he was very good at it.

As for Lu Xuan, he sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, still with that indifferent and arrogant expression.

Lin Tingchen played the most famous part of the guqin song, "High Mountain" in "High Mountains and Flowing Water".

This song has some origins, legend has it that when Yu Boya, the pianist who proved in the pre-Qin period, played this piece in the wild, Zhong Ziqi, a woodcutter who came to chop wood, was able to understand the meaning of the song, and exclaimed "towering mountains" and "flowing water", and the two became friends.

After Zhong Ziqi died, Boya broke the strings and stopped playing for the rest of his life, to show that his bosom friend was no longer there, and who would listen to the broken strings.

To be honest, Lin Tingchen played this song well, and it was abrupt and loud, as if a steep ridge was coming. It seems to be able to feel the wind sweeping over the high hill.

Wu Jie is attending a guqin class in modern society, and the teacher he worships is a famous guqin saint in China, who is said to be the inheritor of the Mei'an school. He has some talent in the guqin, but unfortunately he is too late to get started, and he has passed the best learning age. However, the basic literacy is still there, and the vision is also high.

Naturally, you can hear the beauty of this song, and generally speaking, it is played in the form of this kind of music to communicate with friends on the piano. If someone comes to play "High Mountain", the listener feels that it suits their heart, and will return to the song "Flowing Water" as usual.

Obviously, Lin Tingchen has this kind of thought, wanting to impress Tang Mi with the sound of the piano and find a confidant.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Jie's heart was full of anger.

At this time, Lin Tingchen's song "High Mountain" finally ended, and the rest of the scholars praised it in a low voice: "A good song is majestic and ambitious in the high mountains, and Lin Gongzi has expressed the majesty of the mountains and mountains in this song to the extreme." It can be seen that the son is broad-minded, and we admire him. ”

"Just now, the three of us each played a song, but my skills are limited, and I have to enter the eyes of the two fairies, but there is no east longitude in the Taoist temple. Brother Lin's song is so wonderful, if I were the only fairy, I would have to say, 'Good, the heart of the son is the same as mine', this is another good story. ”

Lin Tingchen was a little proud, pretending not to care: "Lin Tingchen has been playing this song for many years, but he still can't grasp the artistic conception in it." Tonight, I don't know what it is, but I feel something, and it is a flash of inspiration, and if there is divine help, it is much better than before. However, in the end, there is still something missing, but I am afraid that I may not fall for the intention of the two fairies. ”

Wu Jie couldn't listen anymore, and strode over with the piano in his arms.

Hearing the footsteps, everyone turned their heads at the same time, but they saw Wu Jie, Lu Chang, and Lu Shuang coming over, all of them with a surprised face.

"What a mountain and flowing water looking for a soulmate, Lin Gong plays the piano well!" Before Wu Jie could speak, Miss Lu San behind her clapped her hands with a smile, "It's good, let's do another song." ”

This girl is really evil, her fiancé is singing a serenade under the window of another girl to show her love, and if she changes to other girls, she has long been jealous, and she doesn't know what an ugly face looks like.

But she was very excited, jumping and jumping: "I knew there was a lively scene tonight, so I followed, and sure enough, there were so many people, I didn't come in vain." ”

As she spoke, she ran to Lin Tingchen's side with a smile, "Play well, have time to teach me!" ”

Lin Tingchen was caught by Miss Lu San's own hands, his face was red with shame, and he was so embarrassed that he was about to get into the crack in the ground, "Third Miss, I, I, I ......"

"Don't let me go, do you want to do it or not? By the way, you play it so well, why is there no echo in it, that Tang Fuji is really very good, I don't like it. ”

"Not yet...... Lin Tingchen has been waiting for a long time, but there is no reaction in it, sweat is falling on his forehead, it is not to go, it is not to stay.

"Haha, I guess people look down on your tunes, well, it's a pity, it's a pity. Shame on you, right? ”

After she interrupted like this, seeing that Lin Tingchen was being tricked and embarrassed, the anger in Wu Jie's heart suddenly calmed down. He can understand that this Lu Shuang, like his second brother, is a heartless and lungless, typical natural fool, when he encounters this kind of person, even a proud character like Lin Tingchen is passive and has no power to fight back.

"It's true that you don't like my tunes." Lin Tingchen calmed down a little, showed a rare wry smile, and then looked at Wu Jie and Lu Chang with annoyed eyes: "What are you doing here, do you want to play a song too?" ”

Wu Jie can play the piano or not, and he doesn't know what his skills are, but Lu Fatzi is a straw bag.

Lu Chang was immediately unhappy: "What, I am not allowed to come to see the beauty?" ”

"It's a big sight."

"Sven sweeps the floor."

"On such an elegant occasion, there are so many vulgar people, bad luck, bad luck!"

The three scholars shook their heads at the same time.

"You, you ......" The fat man was so angry that he was about to go up and grab the three men.

It is at this time that "Buzz! With a bang, someone gently plucked the strings.

This sound was full of strength, but it was long and lingering, like a long sigh, and immediately suppressed the voices of everyone.

Guqin music pays attention to neutrality and peace, with a hint of sadness, so it can be regarded as elegant. But this kind of sadness is not the more sad the better, to be sad but not sad. In this way, it is in line with the Confucian word "moderation" and "reading".

However, this note is extremely painful, as if it wants to hook out the tears of the audience, and in terms of artistic conception, it has fallen behind.

Everyone looked at the sound at the same time, but saw that Wu Jie was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, put the Laifeng guqin on his lap, and played it by himself.

It is "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats", this piece was made by Cai Wenji, a man from the Han Dynasty, with a total of eighteen chapters, one beat per chapter. It is about her grief of encountering wars since she was a child, being kidnapped by the Huns, and being separated.

When he was in the modern society some time ago, he would play a song every time, but the number of times he traveled back to the modern society became less and less, and he lacked practice, and his technique was inevitably rusty.

As soon as I couldn't play the two melodies, my fingers were stiff, and I went out of tune.

"Flutter!" Miss Lu San next to her was happy.

Several other scholars also chuckled at the same time: "With this kind of piano skill, a three-year-old child is just like that." ”

"Not to mention the skill of the piano, the hoarse pain conveyed in this piece alone is already very indecent, and it really dirties the ears."

"Hehe, Brother Wu Jie, you play this song really well, admire and admire!" Lin Tingchen laughed along, just now he was squeezed by Miss Lu San's words and lost face, thinking that Wu Jie deliberately attracted Lu Shuang to embarrass him, and he was naturally angry and hateful in his heart.

When you get this opportunity, you naturally have to be very sarcastic.

"You guys, have you said enough of these dogs, are you begging for a beating?" Lu Fatzi was furious and clenched his fists.

Wu Jie doesn't care, it doesn't matter if others say it's good or bad. The important thing is to use this qin sound to tell Tang Mi in the Taoist temple: I am here for Wu Festival.

The reason why I chose Hu Ji Eighteen Beats is mainly because Miss Tang's life experience is somewhat similar to Cai Wenji.

If Tang Mi really has a heart, he will definitely be able to understand the meaning of this song.

No matter how others ridiculed and disdained, Wu Jie still had a calm face, as if everyone else no longer existed, and was covered up by this heart-rending pain.

Seeing Wu Jie so calm, everyone was stunned and quieted down at the same time.

Lu Xuan still sat there with his eyes closed, motionless.

Soon, Wu Jie played to the tenth beat. It is estimated that the hand is already playing hot, the technique is gradually becoming more mature, and the music is also connected in a series in a similar way.

An inexplicable sense of pain slowly spreads, and people's hearts can't help but tense little by little with the sound of music.

"This song is a little heart-wrenching!" This kind of music is so sad that even the lively and active Miss Lu San suddenly became sad and couldn't help muttering.

However, after playing for so long, there was still no sound in the Taoist temple.

Could it be that Miss Tang really can't understand?

Yes, she definitely didn't know that I, Wu Jie, had entered the Lu family study, and she didn't know that I was by her side.

The end of the world is probably like a scene.

Wu Jie couldn't help but feel a little impetuous, his mind was slightly confused, the movements in his hands were also stiff, and the music was chaotic again.

"It's not good, it's not good, this voice makes people a little irritable, your heart is in turmoil, and you don't need to play this song anymore." Miss Lu San couldn't help but reach out to cover her ears.

Lin Tingchen also sneered: "Playing here, your song has become noise, do you still need to try it?" Don't talk about the two fairies, even we can't listen to it. Don't try any more, go back. ”

"yes, don't play it anymore." Another scholar answered: "The playing is so bad, the rhythm is so tight, we listen to it except worrying, except for nervousness, but we don't feel any benefit." Wu Festival, such a pyrotechnic song, only you can make it. If you want to impress the Fuji Fairy, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream. ”

"Haha!" Several scholars also felt that Wu Jie was overwhelmed, and they all laughed loudly.

But at this time, the sound of the guqin suddenly sounded in the Taoist temple, and the sound was as clean as water, slowly flowing from the bottom of people's hearts.

Let people's hearts gradually become transparent along this song, turning into a blue sky and a blue sky, and a wide space.

This song Wu Festival is recognized, it is the "Pu'an Mantra", which is the song composed by the Pu'an Zen master in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. "Pu'an Mantra" describes the ancient temple to hear Zen, solemn and solemn Dharma song. That is, the "Pure Heart and Pushan Mantra" mentioned in the novel "Smiling Proud Jianghu"

The music of Buddhism pays attention to the blend of heaven and man, and only a small piece of music immediately calms Wu Jie's restless heart.

He suddenly realized that although the "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji" he had just played made people feel irritated, the sadness in it just hit the softest place in Miss Tang's heart.

She's using the sound of the piano to calm herself!

It seems that the choice of this tune is the right one.

(To be continued)