Chapter 3: Piano and Chess

"You don't need to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Just any two things that will satisfy me. Huang Yaoshi stroked his chin and beard, and said lightly: "If you can't even do this, just go back to your White Camel Villa and come back after learning." ”

"Daddy." Xiao Huang Rong stomped her feet and said angrily: "Brother Ouyang is asking me for marriage, and he doesn't want to marry you, why are you doing everything to hinder you." ”

"Rong'er, being a father is for your good, don't mess around anymore." Huang Yaoshi had a straight face, a little more stern.

Huang Rong pursed her lips and didn't dare to refute.

The dark and smart eyes turned around, but an idea popped up in the little head. If Dad is extremely stubborn, then it doesn't seem bad to elope with Brother Ouyang and go to the Central Plains to play.

Xia Wuji pondered for a moment, and his eyes lit up and said: "There are only two things in the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting that satisfy my father-in-law, even if I pass this test, my father-in-law can't regret it." ”

Huang Yaoshi snorted: "A gentleman's word, a quick horse." ”。

Xia Wuji said again: "The younger generation has learned a few hands of the kite from my uncle, and he can barely handle it. The kite is also a musical instrument, I don't know if it counts? ”

"Naturally, it's counted." Huang Yaoshi nodded and said, "Your uncle's iron kite skills are superb, if you can get his three points of true inheritance, this level will be considered passed." ”

Huang Yaoshi instructed the deaf and dumb servants to go to the ship and fetch the iron kite.

Not long after, Xia Wuji had an iron kite in his arms. He plucked it lightly a few times, and immediately let out a burst of clear sounds.

Huang Yaoshi closed his eyes and stroked his beard, only to feel that the sound of the zither was in harmony with the breeze, and it was even more vivid and ethereal.

The sound of the zither gradually turned, sending out the meaning of Jin Ge Iron Horse. Between its sound and rhyme, there is a faint sound of killing.

Huang Yaoshi was fascinated when he heard this, and sighed with a long sigh: "Ouyang Kid has good martial arts, and he is still good at swordsmanship. Listening to the sharp sound of its zheng, it seems that the sword light breaks through the air, and the sword intent has melted into the sound of the zheng. Whether it is swordsmanship or zheng, it is rare in the world. ”

This Ouyang kid is handsome and extraordinary, strong in martial arts, proficient in poetry, and quite brilliant in terms of music and rhythm.

It's just that......

I have worked hard to raise my daughter for more than ten years, how can I be easily abducted by you, if it is not good to embarrass you, I will be sorry for the word "East Evil".

"Rong'er, you plug your ears, Ouyang Boy and I want to play a song together." Huang Yaoshi's face was still unshocked, but he took out a jade flute.

"Daddy, don't come nonsense." Huang Rong knew that her father's stubbornness was coming, and at this time she persuaded him, not only could not calm down half a point, but instead added fuel to the fire. Without much persuasion, he took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, tore it in half, and covered his ears.

"I've got my own measure." Huang Yaoshi replied indifferently, put the jade flute to his lips, and blew a few times.

The sound of this jade flute is like a soft rhyme and affinity, like a deep whisper, compared with the sound of the zither, it is simply two different extremes.

"Boy, I see how you can still play." Huang Yaoshi smiled proudly in his heart.

This zither has a long rhythm and contains a sharp spirit. However, in the circle, it has its own flaws, and it has not reached the realm of perfection.

And Huang Yaoshi's flute sound is soft and delicate, looking for flaws and blowing away, although it can't interrupt the sound of the kite, it is enough to make his kite sound chaotic.

The sound of the zither was really chaotic for a moment, Xia Wuji exhaled a breath, his mind was completely immersed in the iron zither, and he plucked the strings of the zither again, but this time it was done in one go, not affected at all.

"Good boy, I want to see if you are good or I am good." Huang Yaoshi frowned and played again.

But listening to the sound of the zither is like a golden drum in unison, and thousands of horses are galloping. Xiao Sheng rubbed it in, although it was gentle, it was difficult to drown.

One is sharp and sharp, and the other is soft and tactful. This is high and the other is low, this is advancing and the other is retreating, and it is difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

After a while, the expressions of the two became more and more solemn.

Huang Yaoshi blew as he walked, and what he stepped on under his feet was the direction of the gossip. This is the posture he uses when he practices superior internal skills on weekdays, and at this time he no longer underestimates Xia Wuji, and goes all out.

And Xia Wuji's peaceful state was gone, his back was straight, his eyebrows were raised like a divine sword, his expression was solemn, and he did not slack off at all.

At this time, these two people are not only fighting with Zheng Xiao, but also fighting with internal force and martial arts. As long as one of them has a flaw or internal strength, the other side will immediately take advantage of the victory to pursue.

This battle may seem elegant, but in fact it is far more complicated and dangerous than ordinary combat.

I only heard the music played by the two sides getting more and more urgent, faster and faster, and it had reached the juncture of hand-to-hand combat between hand-to-hand combat.

Baste!!

Suddenly, a violent voice sounded, and a silver thread flew in the air.

It was Xia Wuji who couldn't control his strength in the battle and broke a string.

The string is broken, and the victory or defeat is needless to say.

As soon as the sound of the zither stopped, the sound of the flute gradually eased and gradually fell silent.

Neither of them spoke at this time, they were both recuperating their breath and calming their true qi.

After more than ten breaths, Xia Wuji slowly stood up, clasped his fists and said: "My father-in-law's martial arts and Xiao skills are excellent, and my son-in-law is ashamed of himself." ”

"Your Zheng skills are far inferior to your uncle Ouyang Feng, but among the younger generation, it is also extraordinary, even if you pass the piano level." Huang Yaoshi's face was flat, and he waved his sleeves.

But I was angry in my heart, this bastard boy, I'm your father-in-law, and I didn't even spare a hand. Let you pass this level, and you will have to suffer some hardships later.

After another moment, Huang Yaoshi said: "Have you rested enough, you are only halfway through the first test, which one is next?" ”

Xia Wuji said with a smile: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, after the qin, the next step is naturally chess." ”

"Playing chess?"

"Not bad."

After getting Xia Wuji's affirmative reply, Huang Yaoshi's face twitched slightly, and he almost let out a loud laugh, and waved his sleeves and said: "Okay, there is chess in the pavilion, sit down and play a game with me." ”

Playing chess, Huang Yaoshi is full of confidence.

Zheng Xiao's fight, more is the internal skills, this kid's martial arts can be compared with the five masters, and it is extremely difficult to win.

In chess, however, it relies on chess strength and experience.

This kid is young, how can he compare with himself who has been immersed in this way for decades.

Next, this kid who has to be killed will not be left behind, so that he can see the level of the national player.

Hahahaha!!

Xiao Huang Rong also looked at Xia Wuji with worried eyes, but when she saw that the other party gave her a look, her worries disappeared. Brother Ouyang is extremely smart, and he must have his own way to deal with it.

The two sat on the chessboard, Xia Wuji twisted the black spot in his hand, but he was not in a hurry to fall, but said with a smile: "Father-in-law, I have been playing Go for many years, and I am a little tired, so let's change the way we play and ensure that it is very interesting." ”

"A different way of playing?" Huang Yaoshi's brows furrowed slightly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Yes, let's play backgammon, as the name suggests, vertical and horizontal chess pieces, the first to form a five-piece connection wins, it's very simple, right?"