Chapter 182: Autumn Yin kills cicadas

Fang Yun put his hand on the piano and felt the touch of the strings. The violin is made of silk spit out by the spider demon handsome, and it is concocted by the luthier, delicate and slightly cool, as if touching on ceramics.

"The feelings of "Xiang Concubine's Resentment" are the feelings of Xiang Concubine mourning her deceased husband, if it is about introductory playing skills, this piece is naturally the best, but if I want to understand the feelings of a woman who has lost her husband, it is difficult for a strong man. However, if I want to enter the realm of the piano, I have to experience a feeling after all, how to choose the music?"

Fang Yun thought for a moment and suddenly woke up.

"It's an autumn night at the moment, of course guess the autumn wind. ”

Fang Yun put the vibrating piano into the piano bag behind his back, walked out of the study with the official seal, and looked up at the sky, it was almost midnight.

Fang Yun gently opened the gate and walked out of the courtyard.

The starlight sprinkled like water covered the bluestone pavement, and the streets were silent.

Fang Yun felt that someone was watching him secretly, but he was used to it, because the people of the Holy Courtyard had long been constantly protecting him.

Fang Yun carried the courage on his back, strolling eastward, the autumn breeze blowing on his face, so comfortable.

After a while, a crack opened in the door of the neighbor's Pang Juren, and Pang Juren followed behind Fang Yun from a distance.

Fang Yun completely relaxed himself, even forgetting his purpose, walking quietly, quietly feeling the autumn, the autumn night, and the autumn wind.

The autumn breeze is cool, Fang Yun's heart is full of joy, there is no summer heat, no winter cold, and it is extremely comfortable. Autumn seems to be the most reassuring season, the noise of spring is too strong, the insects in summer are too strong, and the cold wind in winter is too strong, but autumn is quieter.

As he walked, Fang Yun heard Qiu Yin.

The cicada is a chilling cicada in autumn.

Fang Yun listened carefully, and there were waves in his heart, the cicadas in summer were singing high-pitched and loud, and there was a kind of "I am the king of the forest" spirit, day and night. But at this moment, the autumn cicada is less high-pitched and loud, and its voice is much lighter. Much weaker, like crying and complaining, even more resentful.

The cicada is sad in autumn, and once autumn passes, the cicada is extinct.

Fang Yun continued to walk, unconsciously walking to the bank of the Jade Belt River.

The power of bright eyes and night vision allows Fang Yun to see everything clearly at night, the night wind blows, the wicker has lost the budding of spring, and the flutter of summer is extremely heavy.

The edges of the originally verdant willow leaves. There is a faint yellowish color.

Another gust of wind blew, and some willow leaves fell.

Soon, all the leaves will be gone.

Fang Yun continued walking.

By the flat lake, the lotus flowers withered, and no longer saw the scenery of "the lotus flowers are different red in the sun", the lake is still full of lotus leaves, but there is no momentum of "receiving the lotus leaves infinitely green", and many withered lotus leaves are soft and floating on the water.

Fang Yun finally understood where the sorrow of this autumn came from, not the sadness of the autumn wind. It's autumn to say goodbye to all things, cicadas, willows, and lotuses. Send away a summer, can't be saved.

"They were all sent away by the autumn wind, how could they not be sad. Fang Yun sighed and walked to the pavilion by the lake, took out the gallbladder piano and put it on the stone table. did not continue to play "Xiang Concubine Resentment", but was infected by the autumn scenery and remembered a piano song "Autumn Wind Tune". Yang Yuhuan had played it before.

Fang Yun recalled the score of "Autumn Wind Tune", recalled the feelings in this song, this is a very orthodox scenery ancient song, the qin music continues to turn the notes into autumn cicadas, jackdaws, fallen leaves, dead branches and other images, because the autumn wind is difficult to play autumn things, and so the qin song depicts the whole autumn, the most lull will come naturally, and then let the continuous sad sound turn into the autumn wind, blowing everything.

Fang Yun flicked the strings with his hand and began to play.

The first song was a little rusty at first, and it gradually got better and better when it was played the second time, and when it was played the fifth time, there was a faint sadness in the song.

When Fang transported the bomb to the tenth time, all the autumn cicadas around Pinghu suddenly made loud sounds, but the sound was not high-pitched Qingyue, but more like a sudden encounter with late autumn, unable to withstand the terrible cold, and the autumn cicadas could only cry loudly.

Pang Juren had been watching Fang Yun from a distance, slowly revealing a look of intoxication, but suddenly felt a chill hit, and his body trembled, revealing a look of surprise.

"Strange! When he plays at home, the sound can reach my yard, and as far as I can judge, he is skillful and accurate, but he stops at 'skill', and there is still a great distance from 'art', let alone 'Tao'. But in just half a night, he directly broke through the level of 'skill' and touched the edge of 'art', which is not something that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl Starlight can do. ”

After a while, the cicada chirping became heavier, Fang Yun was completely calm in the world of "Autumn Wind Tune", his eyes closed, his hands flexibly jumping and dancing on the strings, he didn't seem to be playing music, but using the music to create the autumn wind, and the slightest chill spread in all directions with the sound of the piano.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and Pang Juren quickly turned his head vigilantly, only to see an autumn cicada fall to the ground and completely freeze.

Pang Juren looked at the autumn cicada for a while, and then heard a few more of the same sounds, and glanced around, and found that seven or eight cicadas had fallen.

Pang Juren looked at Fang Yun and sighed lightly: "It's early autumn at the moment, although these are sad, they are still like people in their prime, and they can live for at least another month or two." But Fang Yun actually killed the early autumn cicada with the sound of late autumn, and before entering the realm of the qin road, he achieved the legendary 'autumn sound killing cicada', and his understanding of autumn has surpassed too many qin masters. The killing intent in autumn is better than winter. Although winter is the end of the four seasons, it gives birth to spring, but autumn is to stop the vitality of summer and usher in the silence of winter. I'm afraid that his future achievements in war songs will be far above ordinary luthiers!"

After playing for a long time, Fang Yun put away the violin, walked back, thanked Pang Juren not far away at the door of his house, and then went home.

"Autumn Breeze" was too sad, and Fang Yun deliberately realized the sadness of the autumn breeze, and he didn't have the heart to read again, so he calmed down a little and then fell asleep.

In the dream, the sound of cicadas chirping.

When he woke up in the morning, Fang Yun found that the little fox had actually slept in his arms, and his posture was still as elegant as before, so he smiled and gently touched its head.

The little fox opened his eyes a slit, looked at Fang Yun, snorted twice, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Fang Yun entered the Wen Palace, and found that his literary courage had made great progress compared to yesterday, and he was getting closer and closer to the completion of a realm.

"Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, rituals, music, archery and royalty can all indirectly help the Wenqiao Wengong, but the normal effect cannot be so great, and it can only have this effect when a certain path advances by leaps and bounds. Could it be that last night the piano road made a big progress? It was really a happy event. ”

After breakfast, Fang Yun tried to replay "Autumn Wind Tune", and found that he could fully understand the emotions in the song, and almost the moment his hand touched the strings, his emotions had already brewed. Although he has not been able to combine his feelings and music, he is the same as Yang Yuhuan. Reaching the edge of the piano path realm, as long as you continue to work hard, you will have a chance to break through.

At the end of the song, Fang Yun found that Yang Yuhuan was actually holding on to the door, looking at him with unusually bright eyes.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yun asked.

Yang Yuhuan seemed to be still immersed in the sound of the music, and said softly: "You play better than me, it seems that I am not right to learn the piano to learn the seer." ”

"I'll just be joking with you, I've heard your "Autumn Breeze", it's much better than mine. ”

Yang Yuhuan shook his head and said, "Mrs. Lai said that everyone who taught her the piano skills has said it." "Autumn Breeze" not only has to have 'sorrow', but also the 'cold' that the autumn wind blows all over, my 'autumn sorrow' is enough, but the cold of the autumn wind can't be bounced. You are a manly husband, and your 'sorrow' is naturally not as good as our women's family, but you play 'Autumn Cold' so well, there is a real atmosphere of autumn, and I like your tunes. ”

Speaking of the worst, Yang Yuhuan blushed. He lowered his head slightly, for fear that Fang Yun would misunderstand.

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "Since you have said so, then I will bear this praise." But I didn't expect you to learn the piano for a short time. The understanding of the music is so thorough. By the way, after the Chinese Valentine's Day, has your piano skills improved?"

Yang Yuhuan nodded and said, "Yes, there is an improvement." Especially in technique. Mrs. Lai said that I was like a different person, and I was a genius. However, Mrs. Lai said that I had not made any progress in 'voice and affection'. It's Xiaoyun, you're really good, last night's song hasn't really started yet, but today you can send and receive freely, how long have you been practicing. ”

Fang Yun said: "The time is a bit short. However, if you often play "Autumn Breeze", will your mood be affected?"

Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows trembled slightly, his white teeth bit his lower lip gently, and said softly: "Sometimes, but with slaves, it will be much better." ”

"Sad lungs, sad spleen, always playing this kind of music score is not good, I also realized yesterday. I wrote a song "Good Night Introduction", this song is also about playing autumn scenery and autumn love, but the focus is on appreciating the night, praising the autumn scene, and making people calm. In the future, after you finish playing this kind of sad and sad repertoire, remember to play a song "Good Night Introduction". ”

"Hmm. Yang Yuhuan nodded, and the lotus step moved slightly.

Fang Yun handed Yang Yuhuan the score of "Good Night Introduction" written last night.

Yang Yuhuan looked at it for a while and said, "Xiaoyun, what kind of fingering is this?" said as he leaned over to Fang Yun and pointed to a piano piece fingering on the score.

Smelling the faint aroma of Yang Yuhuan's body, Fang Yun remembered that this "Good Night Introduction" is a famous song of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the only Ming Dynasty guqin music score included in the "Siku Quanshu", although it is relatively simple, it is very representative, and has a very high status in the guqin world.

This piece is different from the style of the Shengyuan Continent, not only has some fingering techniques created by later generations, but also attaches equal importance to the left and right fingers, and it can even be said that the left fingers are more important, while the Shengyuan Continent now emphasizes the right fingers.

Fang Yun said vaguely: "I have seen these fingerings in some broken books, and they should be created by an unknown violinist. ”

"You played a tune last night, and it seems that you have a special fingering. ”

"Come, I'll teach you. Fang Yun immediately diverted the topic.

Fang Yun began to teach Yang Yuhuan a few new fingerings, and then taught her to play "Good Night Introduction", and told the theme of this song, and wrote the lyrics later, because many ancient qin songs were accompanied by lyrics, called qin songs, and played while singing, "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", "Yangguan Three Stacks" and so on.

Yang Yuhuan was very studious, and quickly learned new fingering, and it only took one day to play "Good Night Introduction".

At night, Fang Yun still went to Pinghu Lake to play "Autumn Wind Tune" with the guqin on his back, and then played "Good Night Introduction", and then went home to continue reading.

Pang Juren has been following, and the most common thing he does is to silently count the falling autumn cicadas.

A few days later, in the morning, Fang Yun was reading in the study, and the porter hurriedly ran in and said, "Young master, it's not good, a group of old men are blocking the door, carrying things behind them, shouting that they must see you." (To be continued......)

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