However, he said that the ministers who came to congratulate him the next day were endless, and the ordinary small courtyard in this Yuliang capital was crowded.

In the past, the ministers who did not get along with each other came to visit many people, hoping to get acquainted with the general, or to climb relatives and nobles, but most of them were people who tended to be inflammatory. The general met one by one and coped with it for a day.

In the evening, the father and son finally found time to practice palm skills in this courtyard.

The young man's palm has made a lot of progress, and the strength between the palms is full, and the fierce and outstanding palm is deep in the true legend of the general, and the opponent is evenly divided when he moves, although the internal force is not deep enough, he still needs to practice diligently. If you get the general's affection in the future, you will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and the blue is better than the blue.

The general said slowly: "This set of palm techniques is what I realized from the Daomen Heart Decision "Intention to Determine the Qiankun", and I came from the hard palm technique that I have practiced in my life through this internal skill and heart technique. Originally, I thought of a name, thinking that I was not from the rivers and lakes, and I was not suitable for starting a sect, so I had to give up. I have taught a few people, and I am the best to practice, and it should be fate. ”

The swarthy and vigorous young man bowed his head and said, "My son has learned a set of swordsmanship in the palace in the past five years, and although he has tried his best to practice, his achievements are far inferior to palm techniques. I don't know why? ”

After speaking, he pulled out the simple long sword he used on weekdays, and the sound of the dragon's groan jumped. The girl danced the sword technique with her hands, and it could be seen that she was quite proficient in learning the moves.

The boy danced the nine-style swordsmanship three times. Sikong Yu looked at it and felt very familiar, and his heart was full of thoughts, and he didn't know where he had seen it. When I saw it for the third time, I suddenly remembered: "This swordsmanship is called "Huangji Imperial Sword", and the martial emperor holds the world-famous moves.

The first time I saw it, and the last time I saw this swordsmanship, it was almost thirty years ago. In the past, he joined the army at the age of fifteen and was still a new soldier.

An old sect leader in his seventies once demonstrated this swordsmanship, when I was still young, I felt that swordsmanship was not as good as a spear, nor as good as fists and feet, so I did not put in the effort to learn it.

I just vaguely remembered the moves, and then the old head fairy passed away, and the court remembered his merits and rewarded them. I only knew that he had been a palace guard, and he learned swordsmanship in the middle school of the palace, and later committed a crime and became a soldier, and he stayed for decades.

Then I learned that this "Huangji Imperial Sword" is a famous martial art of the Martial Emperor, and I can't remember it if I want to learn it. The general, who was nearly fifty years old, spoke slowly with his hands behind his back. “

The child uses the internal strength taught by his father to run the sword, but it is not powerful, but like ordinary swordsmanship, he can't say what is wrong, and he forgets his father's instructions. ”

Sikong Yu held the hilt of his sword and said. "The heart can control the righteousness, the virtue should be and the Mo, according to the Quartet Ming, diligent and selfless, tireless teaching, reward and punish the king, mercy and obedience are said to be obedient, choose the good and follow the comparison, the longitude and latitude of heaven and earth. This statement comes from "Zuo Chuan", I expect that this nine-style swordsmanship is practiced in a state of mind, the old sect leader has been teaching the new army for many years, and he has indeed done it tirelessly, so the long sword style is very proficient. ”

Saying that, the young man raised his sword and stabbed out, a burst of cold light was dazzling, but it was a quick move to stab several swords in a row, in order to rush to attack, several times back to the sword and stab again, the fight is long, three or five times may ordinary people can still barely support, but it is the most tiring trick after a long time. “

With the cooperation of footwork, the head can stab eighteen times in a row, and pierce eighteen holes in the wooden stake, which is also the limit of strength. "If you want to practice this swordsmanship, you probably have to understand what is described in the "Zuo Chuan", and you have reached that kind of state of mind and morality, and you should be able to save more trouble when you practice it. ”

The man said bluntly: "If you can't practice the nine styles, try only one style first." The swarthy young man lowered his hands and closed his eyes and said, "Follow Daddy's teachings." After staying at home for a few days, he left home and returned to the palace to resume his life, still accompanying the palace.

But it was about a few days later that no one came to the General's Mansion to visit. He came with only one servant, dressed in civilian clothes.

Sikong Yu got up to practice martial arts at the time of Mao, a pair of martial arts uniforms, and swayed his marksmanship in the garden, the spears were fierce and pressing, and the guns were stacked endlessly.

When I heard the old servant's message, I was fortunate enough to come.

The Anguo public horse put down his spear, wiped his sweat, and hurried out to greet him.

Seeing the comer, the general in military uniform clasped his hands and saluted: "Fortunately, Lord Lun is here in the cold house, and it is shining." ”

The old man with the goatee also bowed his hand and said, "An Guogong is polite, I just came empty-handed this time." But it's homely. ”

The general invited him to the hall, sat down with the main and secondary seats, and served tea. Fortunately, he picked up the tea bowl and sniffed it carefully, and took a small sip gently, the tip of his tongue moved slightly, and there may be slight movements in his throat.

The fragrant and emerald green tea soup has a long aroma, straight into the heart, but with a hint of roughness. "It was a good year when this tea was picked, but it deliberately ignored the old and new young leaves, never subdivided, and fried together, so I felt like this. In addition to the clear layering, it also adds a natural flavor. ”

After the old man with the goatee tasted this tea, his voice was neither high nor low, but he was an expert in this way.

"Brother Venerable smiled, this is because I have always been thrifty. On weekdays, everyone loves to choose the young leaves and green shoots, which is time-consuming. I have long missed the time to choose the stir-frying, but I do not subdivide it, so that the tea farmers can fry it freshly in a pot, without labor, and the time is short, only the word fresh. Fangzheng's face was blank, and the words he spit out were also loud.

"My son is in Longyun, and he has a lot of virtuous brothers. Wu'er respects you, like a teacher, and has praised her many times in her family letters, and praised her brother for her good discipline and love for her daughter. Yu heard that Ling Yuan was quite fluent in music, so he gave a piano.

A few days ago, I heard that the housekeeper of the house came to report that "Ling Yuan borrowed it and returned it when my son returned", so I came to solve my doubts. Yuki-sama stroked his beard and sat upright.

When the man heard this, he laughed and said, "Aiko and Ling Yuan have a very good relationship, and they have the rhythm of love and sound. I have merit and don't dare to accept my brother Baoqin. Because my daughter saw that the sound of the piano was moving, she wanted to take it, but she was embarrassed to say it, so she had to borrow it. ”

Xing Shangyi's thin face was slightly white, and he laughed: "It was originally given to Ling Yuan, how can I borrow it." Brother Xian was too worried. ”

"In this case, go and invite Yao'er to the hall and thank you in person. Sikong Yu said aloud to the old servant in the hall, his voice low and majestic.

After a while, I saw a girl with a star's pretty eyes and pink cheeks, and a willow posture fluttering in the wind, dressed in a green skirt, and walked up to the hall with elegant steps. But I usually freshen up my head, and I also look like a beautiful fairy. Seeing Daddy, he bent down to salute, and lowered his head and eyes.

The man said: "This is the father of your eldest brother Yuchen, hurry up and see you." The slender willow waist stepped forward and saw that there was a statue of Brother Yuchen between the eyebrows. Bent his legs bent down and smiled gracefully: "Fortunately, Uncle is fine." ”

The old man was in good spirits, helped the woman up, and boasted with a smile: "Ling Yuan is really beautiful, so beautiful." Congratulations!"

When the little girl heard this, her face turned red. Standing on Daddy's side, he didn't dare to speak. "Uncle Xing gave Er Baoqin. Have you ever thought about how to repay it?"

Sikong Yao said softly, and the starry eyes looked at Xing Shangyi: "The little girl has nothing else, I am willing to play a song and give it to my uncle." The right to express gratitude and love. ”

The maiden ordered someone to go to the boudoir and bring out the Baoqin and desk chair, place it in this hall, skim the placket here, roll up the sleeves, and sit by the piano. Jade finger rested on the edge of the string and tried each string note.

The jade hand stroked gently, and a clear and translucent sound came out, like a jade bead rolling down, but it was a scene of spring and all things growing, drizzle and silent, spring breeze and drizzle sprinkled, birds and flowers, and the earth is a revival of beautiful rivers and mountains.

After a while, the strings are masked, and the strings are twisted lightly and slowly, and the sound is noisy and cut. But like the summer heat, standing in the air, all things are moistened by the sun, blooming and bearing fruit, and the trees grow luxuriantly.

As soon as the sound of the piano turns, the autumn wind rises, the sound of the piano is hoarse and long, the loop is tactful, and the autumn wind is chaotic, and the yellow leaves flutter with the wind.

The girl lowered her eyebrows, as if angry. Suddenly, but it was a cold wind, one after another, and everything was silent, as if it was intimidated by the cold wind.

The cold wind sang all the way and stopped abruptly, but it was the heavy snowflakes that fell, and they groaned softly. The tail end is a sharp and long sound, like the artistic conception of a group of birds reporting spring.

The girl stopped for a long time, and then Xing Shangyi woke up from the sound of the piano, came back to her senses and hurriedly asked the girl, "What is the name of this song?"

The pretty girl lowered her eyes and said: "This song has been written by me, and I have never named it, and I hope that my uncle will not hesitate to give it a name." ”

"The scenery of the four seasons is different, and the fun is endless. How about the name "Four Seasons of Music"?" said the old man with a sheep's beard. “

If the uncle's words are very good, it is called "Four Seasons Music Introduction". On the other day, I transcribed the score and sent it to the Zunfu, hoping that my uncle would not dislike it. ”

The girl lowered her eyebrows and muttered. Sikong Yu asked someone to refill the tea, and wanted to stay lucky enough to eat Shang Yi after lunch and then come back.

The old man with the sheep's beard refused to refuse, but he was afraid of bothering him a lot. talked about Long Yun, most of them were about his beloved son. Laughing or listening, so that he got up and took his leave.

Sikong Yu knew that he couldn't stay, so he personally sent him out of the door, and agreed to visit him the next day, and then say goodbye.

Turning around and calling his beloved daughter, his face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Where did you learn this piano rhythm?"

It turned out that General Fang Cai felt the internal strength in the sound of the piano, and there seemed to be a kind of internal strength in the sound of the piano, which was not very strong, but it was thorough in the heart, and the sound of the piano was shocking, but it did not hurt people. Hence this question. "Naturally, it was the book of music and rhythm given to me by Uncle Shi Lian, called "Da Shao Quanlu". ”

Pink cheeks pouted, head raised neck, as if annoyed.

The man ordered someone to take the book, looked at it carefully, and found that this book came from the music of the orthodox six arts of Confucianism, and the "Dashao Quanlu" was selected and excerpted, which is a rare ancient book.

Fang was relieved, and said with a pleasant face: "This law book is precious and abnormal, you don't know the treasure, copy it first and then use it, so that it can be stored in a good life, don't spoil Uncle Lian's kindness." ”

The little girl seemed annoyed, picked it up and ran back to the boudoir. Although he was unforgiving, he began to grind and wash the pen, transcribe it well, and compile it into a book in three days.

Originally, the ancient score was carefully wrapped in oiled paper cloth and put it in a camphor box for proper storage, and he did not dare to turn it over on weekdays.