After breakfast, Confucius did not rush into the Zhou Tibetan room. If it were according to the urgency of his heart, he would have entered the Zhou Zang Room. In the Zhou Library, there were too many books he wanted to read. After Chang Hong's attitude and Fang Jishi's reminder, he was much more sober.

Other than that! He's also interested in one other thing, and that's music.

Confucius was a man of many talents, and his hobbies were very wide. Not only has he studied Zhou Li, but he also has a high talent in music.

Legend! Confucius ran a private school and passed on the six arts. Visible! The versatility of Confucius. Six arts, he can take out his hands, and what can't he do?

The current Confucius, although ostensibly came to Luoyi in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to "greet Lao Tzu". But his real intention was to "ask" Lao Tzu, to find Lao Tzu to solve his doubts and doubts about his life.

So! Although Confucius wanted to go into the Zhou Tibetan room again to "learn rituals" and consult ancient books on "rituals". But the study of etiquette has become no longer the only thing in life.

If you understand what etiquette is, you can do it.

Right now! When he met someone who knew how to play music, Confucius's interest shifted to this again.

After the entourage and guards removed the breakfast utensils, Confucius arched his hand and asked Chang Hong about music.

"The rhyme played by Mr. before is so wonderful, it gives people a sense of immersion, and makes Kong Qiu linger in the artistic conception......"

"Hehehe! ......" Chang Hong laughed when he heard this.

"What song Mr. plays, Kong Qiu is lonely and unheard, and he has never heard ......"

"Hehehe!" Chang Hong smiled: "This is a piece I wrote recently, and I haven't named it yet. Am I not? Ready to play for Lao Tzu? I want to hear what he means and make some more changes, by the way! Please give me a name for this new song......"

"Lao Tzu?" Confucius asked in surprise: "Lao Tzu, is he coming back recently?" ”

"Exactly! Precisely! A month ago, he asked someone to give me a message, saying that he would be able to return in the near future! ”

"That's great! That's great! When Confucius learned that Lao Tzu might be coming back in the near future, he was a little overjoyed.

When Chang Hong saw the virtue of Confucius, he couldn't help but despise it.

I thought: What about the first genius of Lu country? It's not enough! A person who likes to be in shape and gets carried away is not very promising.

"I'm here to ask Lao Tzu!" Confucius suppressed his excitement and explained: "I was disappointed to learn that Lao Tzu had gone. I am grateful to the Son of Heaven for giving me the opportunity to come to the Zhou library to read books, which is not in vain. Right now! Not only is Lao Tzu coming back soon, but he also has to meet Changhong musician, which is really a blessing for three lives! ”

Talking! Confucius bowed to Chang Hong again.

Chang Hong looked at Confucius and smiled, did not return the courtesy, and let the other party do it.

"Kongqiu knows a little bit of rhyme, it's just! Don't get started yet! Kong Qiu loves rhythm, but he doesn't have a teacher's guidance, and he realizes it by himself. For the piano, pipe, pan flute, etc., are involved, the skills are mediocre! ……”

"I didn't expect it! Confucius even dabbled in music and rhythm! Good! Good! Chang Hong said: "When I was young, I was like you, I liked music, but unfortunately I didn't have a famous teacher to guide me, and I was alone for many years." Afterward! I have to meet my teacher and teacher, and I have a basic foundation for music......"

"Shi Kuang?" Confucius asked.

"Contemptible teacher!"

"Qiu Wenzhi! Shi Kuang played the piano with his eyes closed, completely immersed in the world of music......"

"The teacher is a blind man......"

"Huh?" Confucius was shocked.

Fang Jishi saw that Confucius and Chang Hong were talking very speculatively, and left him out in the cold, so he quietly withdrew.

Outside! At the perimeter of the storeroom, there are many craftsmen who are repairing it.

On the streets, from time to time, patrolling cavalry walked by. The entire palace looked like it was under martial law, as if there were bad guys doing trouble at any time. Or! Where did the people of the rebellious Ji Dynasty suddenly emerge from.

As you can imagine! It's been a few years now, and Luoyi City has been in this state. It is also conceivable! Luoyi City can no longer return to its former prosperity and luxury.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard of the Zhou Zang Room, looking at the scene outside, Fang Jishi was full of emotion.

In the courtyard of the Zhou Tibetan Room, Chang Hong and Confucius became more and more speculative the more they talked. Soon! Chang Hong discarded his prejudices against Confucius, and his speech became much more friendly.

"Bring the harp!" On a whim, Chang Hong greeted his followers.

The attendant hurriedly brought his harp and set it on the stand.

"Boom! ……”

Chang Hong pressed the ten fingers of both hands on the strings, and the strings were frightened and made a crisp sound.

"Come here! Try my piano! Chang Hong invited.

"Good!" Confucius happily agreed.

At this time, when he saw such a delicate piano, his hands were already itchy.

Seeing Confucius coming, Chang Hong left the piano and sat back in his seat.

Violin! It was not in front of his seat, but on the side of the Lord's seat.

The main seat, which is generally not easily occupied, is reserved for the master. Chang Hong, Fang Jishi, and Confucius all sat in the guests' seats. In the Zhou Dynasty, this was very particular, even though the owner was not at home.

Weekly Library! It belongs to Lao Tzu's territory. Father! is the master here. His position is something that no one can shake. Albeit! Lao Tzu does not pay attention to these false things.

Confucius sat down in front of the piano and first meditated for a moment to calm himself down. And then! With both hands and arms spread out, place your palms on either side of the piano and lay flat on it. After some pretending movements, I began to play.

He didn't play any famous songs, but! Play it with your hand. While playing, he also chanted. The lyrics were not written by himself, but by the Book of Songs.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, the ...... of Bells and Drums"

"Bang bang! ……”

"Good! Good! Good! When Chang Hong heard this, he couldn't help but high-five.

"Bang bang! ……”

Under Chang Hong's leadership, the entourage and guards also applauded.

"Laugh! Laugh! After playing, Confucius said pretendly.

"Good! I didn't expect you to be so proficient in rhythm! You? I'm clumsy! Hehehe......"

Remembering his previous contempt for Confucius, Chang Hong laughed embarrassedly. He really didn't expect that Confucius was versatile, not only studying Zhou etiquette, but also studying prosody. No! also has his own unique understanding of rhyme: Confucius actually sounded the Book of Songs.

"Kong Qiu doesn't know how to arrange music or fill in lyrics, it's completely by feeling, and he laughs! Musicians! I also hope that the musician will guide you one or two! ”

"Where? Where! You! Confucius! You! Worthy of Confucius! You deserve it! Worthy of Confucius! I'm convinced! Wear! I admire your ......"

(End of chapter)