Volume 11 Chapter 5 (3)

Yue Qinghui is indeed a rare famous piano, a little stroke, Ling Ling's clear sound has been on the ground, Yang Jun played a song "Yue Xiang Cao", this was originally a piano song made by Zhou Gong, the piano is loyal and sincere, honest and peaceful, but a few sounds, has stabilized the position, Su'e got this strong help, and the sound of the piano has also returned to calm. Yang Ning's expression was slightly gloomy, and his gaze at Yang Jun was a little more disappointed, and his voice sank slightly, not only did he not meet the head-on, but gradually fell silent, and at the end, the desolate and sad sound was only a line left to maintain in the sound of the piano, and he didn't know when it would dissipate in the wind.

Yang Jun felt a slight pain in his heart, he was a person who understood the rhythm of music, and he had already felt the grief and anger in Yang Ning's heart from the intermittent sound, but he couldn't retreat, a Jiaowei piano didn't matter, if possible, he was willing to give it to Yang Ning with both hands, in exchange for his precious status, but a heartfelt smile from his homeless brother. But if he really sat back and watched Yang Ning forcibly take Jiao Weiqin, not only would Miss Su'e lose face, but even he would inevitably leave a useless impression in the minds of everyone, and the possibility of a successful proposal to the county lord of Jinxiu would become very small, as a prince of the royal family, he had many last resorts, and let the most favored county lord of the Han Dynasty fall into another family, which was by no means a result he could bear. Now the court is worried about external troubles, there is Hu Rong outside who may make a comeback at any time, and there are three feudal clans inside to watch the unification, the people's livelihood is withering, and it is almost dry up and fishing, but the court has the power to watch the ministers, as an auxiliary prince, only by abandoning all selfish distractions and sacrificing anything for the sake of the society and the country, can he live up to the spirit of the ancestors and ancestors in the sky. Protect the precarious world of Dachen. Thinking of this, Yang Jun took away the bitterness in his heart, his ten fingers fell like a flying fly, and the power of the piano gradually increased.

The majestic sound of the piano depicts the scene of the mountains and ravines, and the sound of the piano circles back and forth, rising layer by layer, and a mountain is higher than a mountain. One peak is more precipitous than the other, and the sound of Qing Yu is high-pitched and lonely, making people doubt that the strings will not be able to withstand it, but no matter how difficult the skill is. Under Yang Jun's hands, they all played naturally, and the sound of the piano soared, like a lonely peak going straight into the sky, but it fell and fell. It's like a mountain that is endless. With this song "High Mountain" alone, everyone knows that although Yang Jun is humble in his words, his achievements in the piano path are really not under Lu Hongjian and Su'e. Moreover, he has a noble status and a prominent position, and the sound of the piano naturally carries the majesty and grace of the emperor's nobles. It can destroy people's souls. Even if it's an opponent with similar piano skills. There is only one way to go.

Su E stroked the strings with her hand and listened to Yang Jun's piano sound. There was a feeling of admiration in his heart, Qin is like a person, and only such a man can subdue the wild man who is messing around, thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Yang Ning, only to see that the young man's face was gloomy, and he was no longer arrogant, and there was a ray of happiness in his heart. But after all, she has an arrogant temperament, after suppressing Yang Ning's voice with the help of Yang Jun, she felt unconvinced, and always felt that she was just caught off guard, if she came prepared, it might not let Yang Ning have the upper hand, thinking of this, her subordinates suddenly stepped up, and "Flowing Water" rose again, and a wisp of unpredictable piano sound overflowed the embroidered curtain like a breeze, sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently, like a sharp sword from the gap between Yang Jun's majestic and quiet piano sounds. Yang Jun pointed to the sound of the piano slightly sluggish, a wisp of clear piano sound has been like a murmuring of flowing water, Yang Jun knew that Su'e intended to compete with himself, smiled slightly, the sound of the piano repressed, the sound of the two of them collided together in the square inch space, instantly set off a stormy wave like a fight, one is like a storm, do everything to hit the opponent, one is like a rock pillar, in the river tide does not move, but the faint counterattack has never weakened, the two wisps of piano sound each do their best, high and low twists and turns, unsatisfactory, through the wall gaps, pervasive, this piano fight is like two evenly matched masters meet each other, although there is no blood, but the danger is no less. However, this song "Mountains and Flowing Water" played to the end, the hostility in the sound of the two pianos has gradually faded, a piano sound such as the mountains towering, the extremely rigid place is indestructible, depressed such as the ancient base of the ashes, a piano sound such as flowing water, extremely soft everywhere to do everything, light like a green willow whip, two strands of piano sound full of four, care for each other, give birth to sympathy, the true meaning of the song is revealed.

Seeing that the two were about to shake hands and make peace, a wisp of changing piano sound broke through the air, drawing a gap in the sound of the piano gradually merging between Yang Jun and Su'e, and everyone looked sideways, only to see that at some point, there was already a black iron piano in front of Zhan Yun. This iron piano is much shorter than the ordinary guqin, but it is half a minute wider, the piano is like gold but not gold, like iron and not iron, but it has a heavy texture, and the black strings are faintly shining. This strange subway piano combined with Zhan Yun's cold temperament makes people feel a sense of solemn and awe-inspiring. It doesn't seem to be

Yang Jun and Su'e looked at each other in amazement, Zhan Yun's expression was calm, just half-closed the piano, and the impassioned piano sound sounded from under his fingers, like an iron horse Jingo, like a horn contending, like a soldier sacrifice, like a widow crying blood, Qingyue is like a phoenix singing for nine days, and a low place is like a dragon chanting abyss, sonorous and powerful, moving the heart, and suppressing the song "High Mountains and Flowing Water" that I look forward to knowing each other.

Although Yang Jun and Su'e are separated by a layer of bamboo curtains, but their eyes are relative through the gaps in the curtains, almost no need to communicate, they are already two hearts as one, the sound of the piano has changed, Yang Jun's sea and moon Qinghui played a deep and graceful clear sound, like thousands of troops and horses forming a battle formation, and suppressed the sharp piano sound of the Zhan Yun Iron Horse, and Su E's fingers played a sad and lingering poignant qin sound, as if it was a woman in the boudoir crying, poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a deep boudoir dream, a desolate and sad cry, crying blood is unstoppable, it actually weakens the generous and heroic atmosphere in the sound of the Qin Yun, the sound of the two is one and the same, but for a moment, the sound of the Qin Yun has been restrained。 Yang Jun knew that it was the best time for the decisive battle, and his heart moved, and the sound of the violin was overwhelming, wanting to annihilate the sound of the killing of the war, and Su'e's piano sound was also a change, lingering in the sound of the piano of Yang Jun and Zhan Yun fighting each other, but it often played the sound of horn feathers, blocking all the accents of the battle intention to highlight the encirclement, as if it was a light horse cruising on the periphery, waiting for the opportunity to intercept and kill。 The sound of the battle has been weakened to the extreme, but that lone sound is persistent, like a lone army after a break, rather than defeat, rather than surrender, no matter how the sound of Yang Jun and Su'e changes, it is difficult to achieve the goal of killing them all.

The three of them fought endlessly, but Qiu Suhua secretly spit out her tongue, she knew that she could only play some lingering words, where could she be compared with these three masters of chest armor, and she couldn't arouse her interest in joining at all, her eyes only turned around Yang Ning, but she saw Yang Ning listening intently, Tao had already stopped playing, and seemed to admit defeat. But what kind of person Qiu Suhua is, he is most accustomed to looking at people's eyebrows and eyes in his life, only to feel that Yang Ning's phoenix eyes are blended with ice and fire, his calm face reveals a graceful and noble atmosphere, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised with a smile, and he actually looks confident. With a move in her heart, Qiu Suhua took out a peach-colored yaoqin, lazily plucked the strings, and a soft piano sound penetrated like spring dew, at first it was just wandering on the edge of the periphery, but for a moment, it had already led Su'e's piano sound away from the battlefield, inextricably linked like infinite lovesickness, lingering and compassionate, touching the heartstrings, and the sound of the piano helped her gradually get rid of the decline, advance and retreat, and Yang Jun fought against each other. A cold glow flashed in Yang Jun's eyes, the sound of the piano weakened its power intentionally or unintentionally, Su'e Bingxue was smart, and she also learned the same, and the sound of the four people was intertwined and staggered in space, gradually becoming evenly balanced. But clear-eyed people such as Lu Hongjian and Qingping already understand who wins or loses, although the two sides are evenly matched on the surface, but regardless of Yang Jun and Su'e's piano sound is better than Zhan Yun and Qiu Suhua, just by relying on each other's cooperation, they have already had a superior opinion. Although Yang Jun and Su'e met for the first time, but the sound of the two people's piano dragon and phoenix and Ming, there is almost no gap, a match made in heaven, Zhan Yun and Qiu Suhua are jealous, the old grudge is difficult to eliminate, and they can also help each other when they fall down, and when they occupy the upper hand, they begin to look like they are separated.

Feeling the change in the sound of the four people, Lu Hong gradually sighed slightly, with his obsession with the guqin, he naturally wanted to participate in this unique piano fight, but it was already too late, although the strength of the two sides was already obvious, but if you want to win or lose, it will take a lot of time, and it is not impossible to overcome, the field is already a balanced trend, no matter who will not allow variables to join, if you play the piano sound now, even if you have the heart to help the weak, I am afraid that you will also be besieged by everyone.

Yu Xiufu's piano attainments have naturally not reached this point, but he can also faintly feel the tension generated by the entanglement of the four wisps of piano in the field, and feels that there is no possibility of his own interference, but he did not intend to win the piano in the first place, but is the original demon emperor Zijing, who was originally ashamed, what should he do at this moment? Although he really wants Zijing to lose his ugliness, but if he wants to implicate Qingping, he would rather Zijing have the ability to turn the tide, thinking of this, he can't help but glance at Yang Ning and Qingping next to him, hoping to see some turnaround. But seeing Qingping's eyes full of affection, leaning on Yang Ning's arms and smiling smartly, he didn't seem to be sad about Yang Ning's defeat, Yu Xiufu only felt that the strong jealousy was burning in his chest like a fire, and it was difficult to suppress it anymore. At this moment, he saw Yang Ning raise the Tao to his lips, and a pair of phoenix eyes revealed a strong murderous intent, Yu Xiufu was stunned.