"It's me who is so bad! It caused Uncle Shi to quarrel with Brother Mengyu for me. ”

Qin Jue cried with a still very immature face, full of great disappointment in herself.

"Master, no one is wrong in this matter. ”

Zilu came to Qin Jue's side, half-wrapped her arms around Qin Jue's shoulders, and said in a steady tone.

Of course, although Zilu said so, Zilu could see that all this was Mengyu's plan. And this plan is more for Qinjiang. After all, he and his brother both know where Qin Jue should be attributed to this. Everything is just a manipulative play.

"All right?"

Qin Jue simply felt impotent to accept Zilu's conclusion, raised her head, and looked at Zilu in surprise and confusion.

"Hey... It can only be said that the complexity of the matter is far beyond the imagination of the owner. Just now, whether it is the master, or my brother, or Zhen Di, there is nothing wrong with the three of you. The mistake is that everything happened together. It's not because the master is bad, just like Zhen Di said, it's my brother who is too strict. ”

Zilu's kind words excuse everyone.

"What do you mean by that?"

Qin Jue felt that he couldn't understand what Zilu was saying at all, or if this kind of thing had brought him too much shock, so that he lost his ability to understand for the time being.

"In my brother's eyes, there are only a handful of music that can reach the ear. He thinks that the music that can reach the ear, except for Yu Boya, Shi Kuang, Ji Kang... These people play music, and the rest of the people play noise. So, master, do you think you..."

Zilu looked at Qin Jue's ignorant look, and knew that she couldn't understand what she said, so she explained in a different way.

“... Brother Mengyu's requirements are too high, right?!"

Hearing Yu Boya, Shi Kuang, and Ji Kang, Qin Jue felt that her jaw was about to be dislocated.

Which of these people is not a master of the piano who has almost never been seen before or since?

This is compared to the difference between cloud and mud, and I am afraid it is all lifting.

"So, your uncle said that my brother was too strict, but in fact, he has already lowered a lot of my brother's requirements for you. ”

Zilu stroked Qin Jue's shoulder.

"I'm afraid it's hard for Master to reach, right?"

Hearing Zilu say this, Qin Jue's heart was even more disappointed in herself.

At the same time, Qin Jue also wanted to know if his master, who was like an immortal, could also be compared to those people.

"What do you think?"

Zilu rolled her eyes and asked back wisely.

Qin Jue's brain circuitry is really extraordinary.

How does this thing compare?

How does the piano skills of these people compare with Qinjiang?

Or is it compared to how these people's cultivation compares to Qinjiang?

Or how does the status of these people compare with Qinjiang?

These things are completely incomparable.

Moreover, Zilu didn't know what level to say.

To say that Qinjiang is very good, although it is not against his will, it is also a fact, but Zilu felt awkward and panicked.

If you want to say that it is not good, it is purely emotional venting, and it makes no sense to talk nonsense.

Or choose sensibly not to talk nonsense, it's best!

“... I do not know. ”

Qin Jue lowered her head and thought about it, confused.

"Then why do you think that your master's piano skills are almost the best in the world?"

Actually, Zilu didn't expect Qin Jue to answer this question.

So, I changed the side again, and I followed the path.

"Picked out by Brother Mengyu?"

Qin Jue raised an eyebrow.

"Almost~"

Zilu gave an ambiguous answer.

But such an answer is enough for people like Qin Jue.

"Oh my God!

Qin Jue simply felt that her life was hopeless and gloomy.

"The master, my brother's ears, are very tricky. In your master's song, even if there is even the slightest mistake, my brother can point it out. Even when your master plays the music, his state of mind, and so on, my brother can make a completely accurate judgment just by listening to it. You can't blame my brother for picking such a bone in the egg. ”

Zilu shrugged slightly, a little helpless and a little proud.

"Brother Mengyu is so strong!"

Qin Jue is in infinite worship of Mengyu.

"Master, have you ever heard your master play?"

Seeing Qin Jue like this, Zilu didn't feel like this.

After all, as long as Qin Jue still trusts, likes, and worships Mengyu. In this way, even if in the future, Meng Yu really did something hurtful, Qin Jue could defend Meng Yu without any doubt. This is the heart-warming effect that Mengyu wants to achieve.

Only with complete trust can there be a dead follower!

Zilu faintly continued to seduce.

"Never heard the whole thing. ”

Qin Jue shook her head.

"Then have you ever heard your ancestor or your uncle play?"

Zilu continued to ask.

"I've only heard it on and off. ”

Qin Jue's eyes flashed with longing.

"And how do you feel?"

Zilu pinched Qin Jue's shoulder and said with a smile.

"It's beautiful~"

Qin Jue was full of envy.

"Then have you heard your uncle's playing?"

Zilu smiled.

Sure enough, Qin Jue was very impressed by Daoying and Daohe and those two old guys.

"Well, I've heard that, they're so good!"

Qin Jue is still very envious.

"Your master's performance is much better than that of your uncles!

After such an inducement, Zilu can finally get to the point.

Moreover, this is also the issue mentioned by Mengyu, to establish a positive image of Qinjiang in Qin Jue's heart.

It just so happened that the opportunity came.

"Huh? Really?"

Qin Jue had expectation in her eyes.

"Really. But because it is a natural sound, it is precious and rare, and you rarely hear it. ”

Zilu stumbled.

In fact, it can't be regarded as a complete blindness. To be honest, Qin Jiang spent almost several times more time practicing the piano than his junior brothers. It's just that Qin Jiang doesn't want others to know what kind of level he is, and every time he practices, he will set up an enchantment. Only Mengyu, who has been by his side, may be lucky enough to know how Qinjiang reached the pinnacle of piano art step by step. But Qinjiang did this for no reason, and there was a certain reason.

"Oh~"

Sure enough, as Zilu said to Mengyu before, Qin Jue is simple, and she will believe any nonsense.

No, the nonsense is also regarded as the correct answer, and there is an expression of sudden realization.

"Master, do you want to feel the sounds of nature?"

Zilu raised her eyebrows, her tone slightly cheerful.

"You're not going to go to Master to play, are you?

Qin Jue's brain really belongs to the kind of person who reacts half a beat slower, and he didn't keep up with Zilu's rhythm at all, and he was still stuck in the previous question, and he didn't slow down!

"Hey..."

Zilu sighed slightly, as if disappointed by Qin Jue's reaction.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Jue was so happy by Zilu, and when she was depressed, she was a little dazed.

Zilu didn't bother to explain, and spoke directly with facts.

Zilu came to Qin Jue and sat down opposite her, and began to tune the strings, as if she was preparing for playing.

"What? You... Can you play the piano?"

Qin Jue's eyes widened as she watched Zilu skillfully do the things she was most familiar with on weekdays.

"Isn't there anything strange about this? Our body is the piano, can't we have this kind of carving insect skills?"

Zilu still adjusted the strings seriously, and while tuning the strings, she also answered Qin Jue's questions.

Before Qin Jue was about to say something, Zilu had already adjusted the strings, pressed her hands on the strings, and was ready to go.

Zilu closed her eyes, let her feel and played the * part of a famous song.

"Oh my God, Zilu, you sound so good!"

After playing, Qin Jue shouted.

"Did the master hear what the tune was?"

Zilu's hand was still on the strings, and she said.

"..."Spring and White Snow"?"

Qin Jue frowned, thought for a while, and then reported the name of the song, but still a little uncertain.

"Hmm. ”

Zilu nodded.

"It's the one from Shi Kuangdan?"

Thinking of the tracks, Qin Jue naturally remembered some things related to the tracks.

"Well, how does it feel?"

Zilu affirmed.

"Words can't put it into words!"

Qin Jue felt like she was already floating in the clouds.

"It's not even better!"

But Zilu ruthlessly interrupted Qin Jue's incorrect understanding of this piece.

"What's more?"

Qin Jue's knowledge is obviously quite thin.

"On a sunny day in spring, play this song, and white snowflakes will dance in the sky, like catkins flying. Hearing this song, even the birds in the trees will stop singing, and the world seems to be immersed in this beautiful scenery, and time will stand still. ”

Zilu described in a voice like a clear spring.

"So amazing?"

Qin Jue couldn't believe her ears, there was such a magical thing in the world!

"Hmm. Your ancestor has a song "Butterfly Loves Flowers", which also has the same effect. ”

Zilu nodded and brought up the repertoire that Qin Jue was more familiar with.

"Doesn't that sound good, too?"

Qin Jue's eyes showed expectation.

"Hmm. In addition to the good music, the scenery is even more pleasant. ”

Zilu commented more objectively.

"The view?"

Qin Jue didn't quite understand the word in Zilu's mouth.

"When "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is played, butterflies within a radius of hundreds of miles will rush to your ancestor. Dance to the music like a well-trained dancer. There are a variety of graceful dances, which make people feel refreshed. ”

Zilu recounted with a smile.

In fact, this "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is also one of Zilu's favorite tracks. "Butterfly Love Flower" was originally the name of the word brand, from the Tang Jiaofang song, which was originally used in Emperor Liang Jianwen: "Butterfly Love Flower" as the name, divided into two upper and lower rhymes, a total of 60 words, for the double tone. Of course, the first name of this piece was not called "Butterfly Loves Flowers", but "Magpie Stepping on Branches". This is later, this song was changed by Daoying Zhenren of the Jingting School and became one of the representative repertoire of the Jingting School, and then it was renamed "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

After all, this piece does have a relationship with butterflies, and it is also because the music makes butterflies attached to it that it is renamed according to the original meaning it conveys. This piece is generally used to express sentimentality and lingering sympathy or sadness in the heart. Under the improvement of Daoying Zhenren, this track has a lot less space in terms of placing its affection on things, and more is replaced by landscapes. This is in line with the expansiveness and freedom of Daoying Zhenren, a virtuous and respected cultivator. This track sounds refreshing. Especially seeing the butterflies dancing with the music, it is even more eye-catching and refreshing.