The man's mouth twitched when he heard this, but when he saw that Mr. Zhang had done everything he could to be polite and polite, and he couldn't find any faults, he thought that this man was too arrogant, completely forgetting that he was the one who took the initiative to come to Lefang today to provoke. , of course, in front of many guests, he did not want to lose his worth, so he put on the good demeanor of a modest gentleman, gracefully made a gesture to Zhang Xian and said: "Please go first." He meant to let Zhang Xian When it came to choosing a song, Zhang Xian did not refuse and blurted out without thinking: ""Shen Ren Chang"."
As soon as these words came out, a gust of cold wind poured into the music studio, and the pavilion filled with spectators fell silent for an instant. Then many people started making noises, and some even shouted loudly: "I heard it right, "Shen Ren Chang" , Haha, you want to pick "Shen Ren Chang" for the piano duet?" Someone even joked: "It's not the piano you just learned last month, right? I think you should go back and practice for another ten or eight years before you come back. Playing the piano is not just for fun. .”
The reason why Zhang Xian chose "Shenren Chang" to have such an effect is because everyone who knows the piano knows that "Shenren Chang" is not a difficult piece. I have even heard that some apprentices with a foundation in music theory have started to learn it. If you play Qin, you can use "Shen Ren Chang" to open your fingers. Therefore, at this time, everyone thought that Mr. Zhang was just a newborn calf, ignorant and fearless.
Originally, there was a look of disdain in the young man's eyes when he heard that Zhang Xian chose "Shen Ren Chang", but when his eyes fell on the place where the flesh and armor were connected on the outside of his left big finger, he suddenly became alert, and when he looked at the other fingers, he also...those The place is exactly where you usually vibrate and press the strings. It's just that anyone who comes to play the piano must have abnormalities, not to mention that the areas on his hands are very obvious, and it cannot be achieved without hard work over time.
The young man lowered his head and looked at his hands blankly. He had already lost some momentum, but he still didn't notice it. When he raised his head again, his expression was a little arrogant: "I will show off my embarrassment according to your wishes." As he said this, the young man changed the tune to " After confirming that the pitch was correct, he waited until the surrounding area became quiet before slowly stroking it.
Zhao Gao and Wang Chong were not familiar with Qin music, but they roughly knew what kind of music Zhang Xian had chosen from the comments around them. But they weren't worried about him. If you know what Mr. Zhang is like, you will know that he will never make fun of Lefang's brand name.
It is said that in the past when Emperor Yao of the Tang Dynasty was playing the harp, the god descended into his room, hence the idea of this arrangement. Qin music has been circulating for more than two thousand years. Although we don’t know whether it is true or not, one thing is certain. This music is ancient and majestic, like a river flowing on the ground. Its syllables are clear and translucent, like the sun and moon. It is not easy to express the charm of it. Easy.
Sometimes the simpler the song, the more difficult it is to play well. The music passed down from ancient times seems to only require five strings, but it uses all the emblem [1] positions and even overtones outside the emblem. When playing the overtones [2], the farther the emblem position is, the harder it is to play well. The music provided by the band The pianos are all made by famous masters [3]. The quality of the piano itself is of high standard, and the rest depends on the level of the player.
It is true that the young man's piano skills are not bad. After playing a piece, he can tell by the excited reactions of the people around him that he is really good. However, when he saw Zhang Xian's hand just now, he was too deliberately trying to surpass Zhang Xian in technique, but he lost his previous performance. The aura is due to the accumulation of techniques, and the carving marks are quite heavy, which seems frivolous and inconsistent with the original charm of the song.
When it was Zhang Xian's turn, he chose to let go. After all, the experience of studying hard for more than ten years is there, and it has already been engraved in his bones and blood, so what he has to do is to figure out the artistic conception of the music and present it through the skills he has practiced steadily, so when he plays this piece, he can easily Leading everyone to the scene he wanted to show, when the last finger-licking stopped and the song ended with a calm sound, everyone was still trapped in the "grand ceremony where gods come to enjoy themselves with people" and couldn't extricate themselves.
Zhang Xian covered the strings, stood up expressionlessly, raised his hand and said to the young man: "Please." The young man was still a little distracted, but when he was chased away like this, he felt that his face was completely lost, and he stiffened his fingers and pointed at Zhang Xian in anger. After saying the word "you", his tongue was tied and he didn't know what to say anymore. He lowered his head and walked out of the bandhouse in a few steps.
Zhao Gao's eyelids jumped when he saw how cleanly and neatly he had dampened the young man's energy, and how he issued the eviction order without turning around, and a word suddenly popped into his mind to describe this boring gourd's behavior today - simple and rough.
The guests who had been amazed before saw that they could no longer watch the excitement and left in a hurry. Zhao Gao and Wang Chong were going to follow Zhang Xian to the back hall, but they saw an old man with a beard standing next to him. The old man wears a high hat, is energetic, and has wise eyes. Before he opens his mouth, the aura of his body embracing the vast river is already impressive.
"Young man, would you like to play a piece of music for me again?" The old man asked Zhang Xian to play a piece of music for me. Zhang Xian always behaved like a Confucian scholar. As a young man, how dare you disobey him? When asked, he immediately borrowed the space from the old man beside him. The old gentleman had just relied on him to save the face of Lefang. He was so happy that he could not refuse. In addition, the old man in front of him also made him feel good about him, so he greeted him extremely attentively, and even Zhao Gao and Wang Chong were honored.
"I just saw you playing the piano just like one of my students. Now that he has returned to South Korea, I feel a little emotional when I think that we may never see him again. I can't help but want to listen to one more song to comfort him." When the old man mentioned his beloved disciple, he seemed to have aged several years in an instant. Zhao Gao felt funny in his heart. This old man was really rude, but it was interesting to be kind and kind.
The old man ordered the song "Liezi Yufeng" and said it was his beloved disciple's favorite song in the past. I didn't practice this piece of music very well, but I couldn't bear to offend the old man, so I walked through it all over again with great concentration. As he listened, the old man fell into deep thought and couldn't extricate himself. Maybe he thought about being alone in old age, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. When he came back to his senses, Zhang Xiancai asked: "I guess Gao Zu's piano skills are better than Zhang Xian's, so he has to show his shame in front of the seniors."
"Senior is just senior, why add the word 'old'? But you are wrong. His piano skills are far inferior to yours." The old man's frank character made Zhao Gao laugh in his heart, but Zhang Xian was stunned by what he said. Some people don't know how to interface. The old man stood up, looked at him, said "Thank you," and then said, "Come back after noon tomorrow," and left without looking back.
At noon the next day, there was a discussion in the dining hall: "I heard that there was a military debate in the Jongchao hall today?" Zhang Shu in Jiangyi excitedly knocked on the table and said: "It's quite exciting, and he is worthy of Xun Ji, a talented and talented person. Wine!" Someone stood up when he heard the words: "It's Xun Qing from Jixia Academy!" The secretaries who had no chance to go to the Yizheng Hall to take notes were all aroused with strong interest.
The content of the previous military discussion has been passed down, but there have been different opinions about who was discussing military affairs with Lord Linwu. When people who had heard it said that it was Xun Qing, they were naturally excited beyond measure. Who is Xunqing? The third term was Jixia Academy's sacrificial wine, and the commander in charge of hundreds of scholars in the Academy. His words can be the standard for scholars all over the world, and his actions can be the standard for scholars all over the world. Kings and ministers from all over the world admire his name. More importantly, the old gentleman is from Zhao. If King Zhao intends to recruit him, it will be a great blessing to the country of Zhao.
"He is a man of profound knowledge, but he is a bit arrogant." Some people did not appreciate his character very much, but they also defended it: "Otherwise, among all the wise men, who is not a little arrogant? What he said today The discussion is as high as the mountains and the vastness of the sea. He criticizes the ills of the times and enlightens the deaf. Who would not admire him for his talent and learning?"
When someone mentioned Jixia Academy, Zhao Gao also yearned for it. It could be said to be the largest academy during the Warring States Period. It accommodated hundreds of schools of thought and absorbed learning from hundreds of schools of thought. It produced Mencius, Shenzi, Shenzi, and Xunzi successively. The number of masters of other schools is quite considerable. Zhao Gao had always wanted to take a look if he had the chance.
Before noon, Zhang Xian took the sign Guo Kai gave to Zhao Gao and left the palace. He said that since the old man asked him to wait, he had to go. When Zhang Xian came back in the afternoon, he brought back shocking news. The old man yesterday turned out to be Xun Qing, and he had accepted Zhang Xian as his student. Zhang Xian came back this time to say goodbye to the two of them.
"The teacher said that since his mother country doesn't need him, it's better to go to the Chu country to have a look. Since I have become his disciple, I naturally want to follow him there. The mountains and rivers will be long in the future, and we will see each other in the future."
After sending Zhang Xian away, Zhao Gao and Wang Chong were a little emotional. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xian was the luckiest among the three. With his good piano skills, Xun Qing caught the eye of Xun Qing and became his student. The students Qing brought out were both Li Si and Han Fei, both of whom were well-known figures. Zhang Xian had a promising future after he started, and both of them were happy for him from the bottom of their hearts.
Wang Chong suddenly remembered what he had asked Zhao Gao that day, and felt that it was time to think again. After Zhao Gao experienced this separation from his best friend, he also had many things of his own going on in his mind.
That day, I saw Zhao Gao sitting on the ground with mixed emotions. He didn't even read much of the book. The baby looked a little anxious and took the initiative to shake his arm and asked him: "Xiao Gao, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Gao looked up numbly and replied. When I came to my senses and realized it was him, I suddenly remembered something. I stared at the baby for a long time, then pinched his face and murmured to myself: "I don't know how long you have little bun-face..."
She was at a loss by his inexplicable words. She didn't know what was wrong with him. Looking at his current appearance, she couldn't say anything or ask anything. She simply got up from the ground and clumsily held his head. In her arms, she patted him again and again, like an old hen coaxing her chicks. It's just that the old hen's body shape is really weird compared to the chick's body shape.
Zhao Gao was originally just thinking about what he would do in the future. By the way, he remembered that the baby was now nine years old and would soon return to Qin. He felt a little emotional. Unexpectedly, it was rare for him to be so sentimental but it made the baby so worried. Thinking of him He couldn't help but laugh in his heart as he clumsily defended himself. But the baby's actions caused a wave of warmth to well up from the bottom of his heart and wrap it tightly in his heart. Since he didn't want to let it go, he simply closed his eyes and let him hold her.
"Is Xiao Gao asleep?" After a while, Wawa asked uncertainly when Zhao Gao made no movement. Zhao Gao shook his head in his arms. The doll said "oh" and then looked down at him. Unable to see his expression, Wawa asked again: "Are you feeling better?" Zhao Gao made a "hmm" sound from his nasal cavity, paused and asked him: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired, not tired." Wawa ignored his sore arms and explained quickly. Zhao Gao raised his head, broke away from his arms, picked him up, put him on the ground and sat down. He showed his identity and said, "I can lend you a teacher to lean on for my little short legs." The doll was unhappy and corrected him seriously: "Xiao Gao, my legs are not short." But after he finished speaking, he patted his own leg honestly: "But if you want me to rely on you, I can lend it to you."
Zhao Gao didn't know what politeness meant, so he turned his body in another direction, leaned his head over, and closed his eyes in enjoyment. The reason he gave himself was: I was too tired to copy books at Taishi Mansion this morning...
