Fang Yun listened and observed carefully, Yang Yuhuan's fingering, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that she was talented.

The piano is not easy, the right fingering method or combination has more than 30 kinds of support, wipe, pick, hook, tick, hit and so on, and the left hand has more than 30 kinds of kneeling, bumping, bringing up, pushing, synonymous, calling, entering and resuming, etc., which can be said to be extremely complicated.

Fang Yun had learned the way of the piano in the Jiangzhou Academy of Literature, and even memorized many books on the way of the qin, which could only be regarded as being able to play and appreciate, but it would take a long time to practice to the realm of Yang Yuhuan.

Fang Yun quickly discovered the defect of Yang Yuhuan's fingering, it was too soft, and the strength where it should be used was insufficient, it seemed that it was related to temperament. If Yang Yuhuan is talented, it is very common to kill the enemy with the piano, but it is precisely because she is flawed in this regard, and her talent on the other side has reached a terrifying level.

After playing the sad song "Autumn Wind Tune", Yang Yuhuan's eyes were red, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and it took a while to recover.

Fang Yun sighed lightly: "Sister Yuhuan, I really didn't expect you to have such attainments in the piano path. At most, in one year, you may enter the first realm of the piano path, 'sound and emotion'. If you can enter the second realm of 'Sword Guts and Qin Heart', even if you don't have talent, you still have the ability to calm and soothe, and you can defeat some of the demonic arts that confuse your mind. ”

Yang Yuhuan said happily: "I just want to practice the piano music for you, I don't want to do so much." However, Mrs. Lai kept praising me, saying that in a few months at most, my piano skills would be better than hers. ”

"In this case, then I will write a few pieces of music today, and when you are thoroughly proficient, you can enter the realm of the piano path in advance. By the way, have you studied the famous song "Mountains and Flowing Water"?"

"Well, I've learned, I played "Flowing Water" well, but "Mountain" has never been able to grasp the essentials. ”

Fang Yun nodded. "I originally wanted to hear you play these two songs and judge, but since you said so, then my guess is right." That "High Mountain" is majestic and majestic, and it is indeed not suitable for you. Although "Flowing Water" has the vastness of rivers and great momentum, the big rivers converge by thin water, and you can gradually grasp its meaning. In the future, if you find that you can't play a good song, don't learn it, focus on learning what you can play well. The "High Mountain" and "Flowing Water" by the piano saint Yu Boya are war songs. As long as you practice "Flowing Water" well, you can benefit immensely. ”

"Hmm. I listen to you. Yang Yuhuan didn't ask much about anything.

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

Yang Yuhuan pondered 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 battle song in the world. It's a pity, as soon as I heard it, I felt that it was not suitable for me, "Guangling San" was originally called "Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han", and the song is the assassination of Nie Zheng, one of the four major assassins. I think Xiaoyun is suitable for this kind of war song. I've been thinking for the past few days, if you want to learn to kill the enemy in the future, I can play the piano to help you. And you don't need talent to help each other. ”

Fang Yun was stunned, Yang Yuhuan's opinion was wonderful.

The piano is the main, the seer is the auxiliary, and the piano is harmonious. can play the famous song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" co-created by Fusheng Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun.

At that time, Sima Xiangru and his wife Zhuo Wenjun and his wife went to the desert to play, and were besieged by two barbarian half-saints. Zhuo Wenjun has no talent, but the two of them play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" together. Triggering the Heavenly Fire Phoenix to burn thousands of miles, exterminate 100,000 barbarians, and kill a barbarian half-saint, the world was shocked.

Fang Yun then shook his head, "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" was originally a resignation that was passed down to the world, and if the famous song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" wanted to attract the phoenix, in addition to someone to help, it must also have the legendary "one heart and two uses" Wenxin.

The reason why Sima Xiangru and his wife were able to trigger the Tianhuo Phoenix back then was because Sima Xiangru could use two minds, and while playing the piano, he wrote the words of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" with a divine pen, so as to enhance the power of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" to the extreme.

It is precisely because "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is difficult to achieve that no one in later generations can play it, and the name of the first battle song has become "Guangling San".

Fang Yun said: "I haven't decided whether to study the qin dao or not, you don't want to waste your yaoqin talent for me." ”

Yang Yuhuan smiled slightly, and said: "I learn the piano for you, and Se can not only let you listen, but also help you with the piano, I must learn! From now on, I will learn Se as the main thing, and learn the piano as a supplement." ”

Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan's firm eyes, a burst of warmth swelled in his heart, and he nodded: "That's good, in the future, you and I may be able to reproduce the holy miracles of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and even create a more powerful war song." ”

"Hmm. Yang Yuhuan lowered his head, his cheeks crimson.

Fang Yun said that he would go out to participate in the Qixi Cultural Gathering on the day of Qixi, and just after lunch, some friends came to visit, and Qian Boshang, whose Chinese gall was broken by the Qingguo people, also came.

No one mentioned the matter of Qingjiang Jiaowang, for fear that Fang Yun would be under pressure, so they only talked about the waterlogging Wenhui and the Qixi Cihui.

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

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

In order to fight against the powerful demon clan and the wealthy clan, the city wall here is more than ten zhang wide, otherwise it can't resist the impact of demon magic, and the city tower is also very magnificent, larger than the area of many restaurants.

The group climbed the stairs to the city wall together, and did not enter the city tower immediately, but looked at the strange scenery outside the city wall.

The entrance to the city wall was extremely clear, and even the sun was shining, but just a mile away, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, heavy rain poured, and the completely opaque water curtain blocked everyone's view, and it was so white that you couldn't see the distant scenery at all.

Fang Yun looked in all directions, and there was a white pouring rain at the end, because the rain was too heavy, he even had an illusion that the rain was seawater, and the entire Jade Sea City was actually at the bottom of the sea, completely surrounded by seawater.

The rain did not fall, but poured down like billions of buckets of water, which was a miraculous sight.

The rest of the people were also struck by the spectacle, and everyone felt weak in the face of this terrible rain.

Fang Yun asked in a low voice, "How strong is the dragon clan?"

"Yes. If it is in the sea, one dragon demi-saint can fight three human demi-saints or three demon demi-saints. ”

Fang Yun said helplessly: "This is not the Waterlogging Suppression Society, this is the Reclamation Society." ”

Everyone nodded silently, Fang Yun said too vividly.

"Let's go, go to the castle tower. ”

Before they could enter the tower, they heard laughter from inside.

"It's weird! This rain can't stop, what kind of Qixi Festival is there to do! I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard of the Qixi Festival when it rains! The preferences of your Jingguo people are really very different from the rest of our nine countries. "One humane.

"You're not right, isn't there a big hole on it? You can see the starry sky! But this hole is a bit like a well, and the people in that hole have become frogs at the bottom of the well? Jingguo people are really modest, and we Qingguo people will not be so faceless and skinless as to treat ourselves as toads!"

"Ahem, this is Jingguo's literary meeting, don't be too mean. However, my mentor Shijun said that if Jingguo can't even stop a light rain, then there is no need to take out his gift poems, such Jingguo is not eligible to get his gift!"

One person was furious and said: "You Qingguo are becoming more and more shameless! The demon clan bullied my Jingguo, not only did you not help, but you also said cool things here, which is no different from a reverse literati!"

"You're not only a frog at the bottom of a well, but you also have a broken brain. Since the waterlogging and Qixi are one, first write the poems to stop the waterlogging, and then compare the Qixi words, we are here, which means that we will also write the poems and essays to help you Jingguo, how can it be no different from the reverse literati? Lord Dong, you are the prefect of Yuhai, you give a commentary!"

Governor Dong snorted coldly and said: "Qingguo Wenyou, there are some things that don't hurt to say it occasionally, if it is entangled again and again, then we have to ask Wenbi to solve it." If Qingguo dies another great Confucian, my Jingguo people will not feel good. ”

Fang Yun just entered the door, and saw that except for a few people in Qingguo, who were very calm, most of them had angry faces, while some of the people in Jingguo were sneering, and some were extremely happy.

"Fang Banxiang is here!" After one person shouted, all Jingguo people immediately stood up to greet him, even many officials such as Dong Zhifu, and Qingguo people had different faces, but most of them stood up, and only one person with bright eyes but a very arrogant appearance was still sitting.

This Qingguo man looked up at the roof and said lazily: "There is no one in Jingguo, and a talented person can become an example of a literati, which makes the ancestors and ancestors blush." ”

The city tower was instantly quiet, and the people of Jingguo could not question Fang Yun's title of "literati example", but the people of the other nine countries could.

Many Jingguo people dare to be angry but can't speak, because they also know in their hearts that there is a certain truth in what the person said, a show has become a "literati model", purely in terms of status, and is still above the ordinary Confucian, and Wenzong is on a par, because even the great Confucianism may not be able to get the title of literati example, but Wenzong will definitely be able to get it.

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

Fang Yun smiled and said: "In Jingguo, I can become a model for literati, and those above the talent are naturally more virtuous." However, the great Confucian of Qingguo and I are both exemplary literati, which seems to mean that the great Confucian of Qingguo is not as good as our country. As for this brother, under the Great Confucian, you are not as good as me, and you are embarrassed to make a lot of nonsense here, have you completely mastered the Holy Way of Bravery?

Many Jingguo people laughed, and their hearts were really smart, and they said the same thing from different angles, and the meaning was immediately reversed.

Seeing that Fang Yun fought back so quickly, if he continued to talk about it, he was afraid that he would be humiliated even more, so he gritted his teeth and didn't speak, secretly looking at other Qingguo people, hoping that someone could lend a hand.

The first disciple of Qingguo's poet said slowly: "As a literati example, I forced dozens of famous families to wear linen and filial piety, brave the rain for hundreds of miles to come to Yuhai City to beg for mercy, this kind of literati example, I Qingguo didn't have it!"

There was a deathly silence in the tower.

Fifteen miles away from the west gate of Yuhai City, two ox carts braved the storm and moved forward, the ox carts were tied with white cloth strips everywhere, and the word "willow" was written on the outside of the canopy of the ox cart.

Under the dark clouds, a peculiar white cloud swept over the ox cart.

(To be continued......)