"Yo, isn't this Mr. Qinqing? How can you only think of us after painting a portrait of your confidante?" Jiang Ziwang quipped.

Mr. Qin Qing looked embarrassed, waved his big hand and slapped Jiang Ziwang on the back, and said, "Ziwang, you don't say it early if you kid comes." Saying that, Mr. Qin Qing turned his head to the prison cow and said, "Brother prison cow, you are also going to make a mistake." Qin Qing sighed: "Alas, don't tell my wife about this, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to go to bed for several years."

Jiang Ziwang smiled and said, "Mr. Qinqing, can you talk to me about this, a bachelor?"

"Didn't I hear you brought a little girl?" Mr. Qin Qing turned his head to Jiang Ziwang.

Jiang Ziwang waved his hand: "I was taken to the house before, and she was still playful and couldn't stay."

The prisoner Niu smiled: "Don't worry, there are dragons watching over there, even if it is a child catching fish on the bottom of the sea."

Jiang Zi smiled in return.

Hearing this familiar title, Mr. Qin Qing suddenly asked, "Why did Ziwang suddenly resign from his position as a sacrificial winemaker? I heard that Master Dong went to look for you here, and I don't know why I got into a fight with someone, do you know about this?"

Jiang Ziwang shook his head and was speechless.

Mr. Qin Qing knew that Jiang Ziwang didn't want to say anything, and he just sighed gloomily, as the youngest sacrificial wine in the history of the Jixia School Palace, Jiang Ziwang's future can be described as a smooth road, as a lecturer, sir, big sir, and great teacher as the left sacrificial wine, and finally replaced the old master Dong to become the master of the Jixia School Palace, and became the little person who really stood on the top of this mountain, even if it was because Jiang Ziwang was too young and lacked in strength, but who would dare not give the tens of millions of students in the Jixia School Palace in this world, Who wouldn't dare to give face to the master of the Jixia School Palace?

In Mr. Qin Qing's opinion, Jiang Ziwang is almost no different from his own future, even if he believes that Jiang Ziwang has unlimited potential, even if he does not rely on Jixia School Palace, Ren is sure to be able to be cautious on the top of the mountain, but after all, there is no easy road to follow in Jixia School Palace.

Seeing that the situation was a little solemn, the prisoner Niu laughed and said, "I heard that Long Cheng said that Ziwang Xiaoyou also brought the guqin, so it is better to play a song first, if you can, I will ask for the sound of the Great Sage and the Ancient Testament."

Jiang Ziwang laughed and said, "Then the junior will be ugly."

Jiang Ziwang brushed the ground with his sleeves, swept away the fallen leaves, sat directly on the ground, stroked his hand on his lap, and the quaint ink-colored guqin "Mosong" appeared in front of everyone.

"It's Mosong." Prison Niu was a little surprised, as the first qin idiot in Kyushu, he has read countless piano scores in the world, and even written a lot of qin scriptures, so he naturally has the intention of collecting the world's famous pianos. And although this "Mo Song" is not a famous piano that is famous all over the world, it is still a rare elegant instrument, and it is naturally among the collections of the prison cow: "I have been looking for this "Mo Song" for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be in the hands of Ziwang Xiaoyou."

"This "Mosong" is actually the collection of an ancestor in the family, and the younger generation is not strong enough to collect some ordinary pianos, but it is clumsy for these famous pianos." Jiang Ziwang said with a smile.

The prisoner cow smiled slightly, it seems that this "Mo Song" is out of his own fate.

Jiang Ziwang sat down, exhaled softly, and gently put his hands on the strings, Mo Song is the five strings, which are Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, and the five elements of dark alloy wood, water, fire, and earth.

Jiang Ziwang plucked the strings with his left hand, and there was a crisp and sudden explosion, like a bird's cry, and like thunder on the flat ground, a gust of wind suddenly set off layers of pine waves, and countless fallen leaves rustled, as if heaven and earth were playing in concert with this sound of the piano.

This crisp and pleasant sound of the piano suddenly appeared, which also alarmed many people, especially the already drunk Crane King on the clouds and the man who was bare-chested and bare-chested, and the smell of wine dissipated in an instant, and they continued to lie in place, but looked at Jiang Ziwang here. Jiang Ziwang continued to press the strings with his left hand to take the sound, and there was a crisp sound, and then there was a sudden rain-like sound of the piano sounded one after another, as if a person was alone in the heavy rain and moved forward alone, the sound of the piano was full of loneliness and loneliness, and the occasional cheerful sound was like the warmth left by the person not far from the Shushuo, but he still stubbornly moved forward, as if the mountain was high and the road was far away, and there were many difficulties, but he was unwilling to turn back.

supporting, breaking, wiping, picking,

Hooking, ticking, hitting, picking, rounding, plucking, pinching, different techniques are replaced by each other, sometimes agitated, sometimes lonely, sometimes resolute, sometimes tender, like a voice in the narration of a person.

Finally, after a long time, Jiang Ziwang suddenly put his hands on the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, as if a story had not been told, and the storyteller suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking, giving people infinite reverie. However, the sound of the piano is far away, still echoing in the sea, and finally colliding with the sound of the waves gradually dissipating.

No one spoke for a long time after the sound of the piano stopped, and a thick exhalation finally broke the silence.

It was the Crane King on the clouds who exhaled, in fact, it was the same as the three demon clan youths guessed, he was indeed not good at playing the piano, but he was the best at listening to the piano, and it was precisely because of this that the true dragon clan prince and the prisoner cow of the first qin idiot in Daozhou would choose to be a confidant with this person who couldn't beat the eight poles.

Playing the piano, to put it bluntly, is just playing and listening, someone plays the piano, and naturally someone needs to listen to the piano, and he is the one who listens to the piano in the clouds.

In fact, as early as after Jiang Ziwang played, Xuanli Snake King found that his husband had held his breath and concentrated, as if he had sunk into the world built by the sound of the piano.

Whoa......

Some people began to applaud, and slowly some people reacted, and finally more than forty people in this forest sea applauded in unison for a long time, even people like Ji Lingtian who didn't know anything about the qin path sincerely felt that this was indeed a very good song, not to mention those old people who had infected the qin dao for half their lives.

Then there were only two people who did not applaud, one was the Crane King on the Cloud who was the best at listening to the piano, and the other was Mr. Qin Qing, Jiang Ziwang's colleague for many years.

Mr. Qin Qing was full of tears, in fact, this song was Jiang Ziwang answering his previous question, so far from Jixia School Palace, he was alone on the high mountain road.

In fact, he already knew that when Old Master Dong did not take Jiang Ziwang back at that time, he was already destined to completely part ways with Jixia School Palace in this life, and it was impossible to meet him in eternity, and even Mr. Qin Qing still heard it in the qin, and maybe one day in the future, he would meet the swords of Jixia School Palace, hoping that he would not hate him.

Meeting friends with the piano and telling each other with the piano is indeed very Jiang Ziwang.

The Crane King on the clouds just sat there, and then he took a ball of wine from the stream, swallowed it in one gulp, and muttered to himself, "How is this wine bitter?"

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