The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 247

Black and White Zi shouted: "Brother, no."

"But, why not?" Huang Zhonggong didn't care, "If I can exchange Huang Yaoshi's "Bi Hai Chao Sheng Song", what should I care about my "Seven Strings Invisible Sword"?!"

suddenly.

Huang Zhonggong turned his head to face Bald Biweng and Dan Qingsheng.

"Third brother, if you see Zhang Xu's original Kuangcao handwriting, would you like to exchange it for your "28 Strokes of Stone Drum Hitting Acupuncture Brushwork"?"

"And you, fourth brother, what would you do if you knew that you had seen the authentic works of Fan Kuan of the Northern Song Dynasty's "Traveling in Streams and Mountains", "Snow Mountain and Xiao Temple", and "Snow Scenery in Cold Forest"?"

Dan Qingsheng said without hesitation: "Of course I will give everything I have to exchange!!"

After hearing this, Hei Hei Zi stopped persuading him.

The four brothers are each obsessed with piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He can fully understand the mood of the eldest brother.

He objected just now, mainly because martial arts practitioners have the instinct to keep their martial arts secret.

But he thought that Hong Kang, as the descendant of [Dongxie], does not lack advanced martial arts; moreover, at such an age, his internal strength is not weaker than himself and others, so naturally there is no such thing as plotting martial arts.

Hong Kang didn't expect Huang Zhonggong to propose the idea of ​​exchanging martial arts when they met for the first time.

Perhaps, for Huang Zhonggong, "Bi Hai Chao Sheng Song" is not martial arts, but a wonderful piece of music.

However, being able to speak out in such an aboveboard manner shows that he is an open-minded person.

Seeing that Hong Kang didn't speak, Huang Zhonggong clasped his fists and bowed, making a big salute.

Hong Kang came back to his senses: "The big man doesn't have to be like this, I also deeply admire the big man's piano skills."

Huang Zhonggong said happily: "So, brother Hong agrees?!"

Hong Kang nodded with a smile.

"Does the master have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I will write down the score now."

Huang Zhonggong hurriedly sent the bald penman to fetch the fine pen and paper.

The "four friends from the south of the Yangtze River" secretly admired Hong Kang for such a glorious trip.

They knew their eldest brother's level, and Huang Zhonggong respected him so much. This "Bi Hai Chao Sheng Song" is no small feat!
"Hahaha……"

Huang Zhonggong is more than 50 years old, but now he smiles like a delicious boy.

However, at the same time, he felt he had taken advantage of it, and felt embarrassed.

Huang Zhonggong said: "Brother Hong, wait a moment."

He turned and went into the inner room, and came out with a porcelain vase in his hand.

Huang Zhonggong pointed to the bottle and said: "These are the two pills given by the teacher in the past. They are very effective in increasing the power, repairing the body and healing injuries. This is a gift for Brother Hong."

Hong Kang saw that the cork of the porcelain bottle was extremely old, and thought that it was a relic of his master, and it must be extremely precious if it has been preserved to this day.

Naturally, I refuse to accept it.

Huang Zhonggong shook his head and said: "The four of us have never been in the rivers and lakes. We have long since stopped fighting with outsiders, and we can't use the holy medicine for healing. My brother has neither family nor children. Brother Hong, you refuse to take these two pills. I had no choice but to take it into the coffin."

At this point, Hong Kang is no longer polite.

At the same time, I was also a little curious about the identity of the master of the "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River".

What kind of strange person can teach the "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River" to develop art and martial arts together? !

What's more, in Hong Kang's induction, Huang Zhonggong's internal strength is still slightly higher than that of Mr. Mo Da.

Come to think of it, he must have been a remarkable figure in Jianghu before.

Hong Kang asked: "Master Ling, I wonder if Master Ling is...?"

Huang Zhonggong recalled the past, and said: "The first teacher has been away for many years, and he is not from the Jianghu. His name is probably not known to many people, so let's not talk about it!!"

Huang Zhonggong seemed to have feelings for it, and his three brothers also looked disconcerted.

Danqing flicked his long beard, and chanted through his drunkenness: "There are a few crooked rooms, a man with a southern accent...!"

The bald penman also shook his head: "Counting plum blossoms for mion! Hey..."

Zu Qianqiu, Ding Jian, and Shi Lingwei didn't understand what it meant, but after Hong Kang muttered a few words in his heart, he suddenly raised his head and said:

"A person with a southern accent and a northern accent!?"

"Hmm...couldn't it be Xu Wenchang, the old man of Qingteng??!"

All the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River" were shocked, and Huang Zhonggong couldn't hide his surprise even more.

"Brother Hong actually knows the name of the former teacher?!"

The bald penman even circled Hong Kang three times, wondering: "Impossible! Master, he has never walked around the rivers and lakes, and he is not even from the rivers and lakes. Brother Hong, how did you guess that?!"

Zu Qianqiu and Ding Jian looked at each other in blank dismay.

To be able to teach people like the "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River" is undoubtedly a senior person.

But after hearing the name Hong Kang said, they found that they still didn't know who Xu Wenchang was!

"I didn't know it at first." Hong Kang said, "But the four masters said "a man with a southern accent and a northern accent", which reminded me of this strange and detached man."

Thinking of Xu Wenchang's experience, Hong Kang praised: "Mr. Wenchang's disease is more strange than literature, people are more strange than time, poetry is more strange than calligraphy, and calligraphy is more strange than painting. It is not strange to have nothing, and it is not strange to have nothing."

"such a pity!"

"Although Mr. Wen Chang has a long-term vision and is independent for a while, his luck is not good, and he disdains to make friends with those high-ranking officials, so his reputation does not come from the outside world."

Only then did the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River" confirm that Hong Kang really knew his master.

When Huang Zhonggong read this, he felt melancholy and drank a glass of water and wine.

I thought to myself: "Master, after all, someone still remembers you!"

At the same time, the gaze towards Hong Kang added a bit of intimacy.

The four brothers wanted to make a career in their early years, but they were limited by their backgrounds, so they had no hope of career in the end.

Turning around and entering the rivers and lakes, thinking that I can also do my part for the common people in the world, I didn't expect that there are also some people in the rivers and lakes, who don't distinguish between right and wrong, fighting for power and profit, harming others and benefiting themselves...

Over the past few decades, no size has contributed to the world.

In the end, the four were disheartened, and retired to this Gushan Meizhuang, and took on the task of guarding, so they didn't have to fight with others anymore.

The bald penman said: "Master, although he has lived a poor life, he seeks benevolence and obtains benevolence. Do you have any complaints?"

He said that he had no complaints, but the bald penman's expression was downcast, so he really had no complaints? !

Seeing that the atmosphere is gradually becoming desolate now.

Dan Qingsheng hurriedly said: "Hey! This person is gone, it's all in the past, come, let's have a full drink..."

Cold wine into sorrow,
The moon is long tonight.

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Day two.

It was rare for Hong Kang to sleep until the sun was up.

He had been used to getting up early for many years.

But last night, it was really exciting.

What's more, although Zu Qianqiu is a senior in the wine country, he usually claims to be a big drinker, but it's a pity that he met the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River".

Just because Danqing gave birth to one person, Zu Qianqiu was drunk and laid down.

Next, they all chatted and drank with Hong Kang.

No matter what they talked about, Hong Kang could speak clearly and logically, the atmosphere was together, and they kept changing cups and cups.

Talk about rhythm with Huang Zhonggong, talk about calligraphy with Bald Biweng, and perform swordsmanship with Dan Qingsheng;
As for the black and white pieces, although Hong Kang is not good at chess, he has memorized many famous games in his spare time.

Ever since, Hei Hei Zi's cold face also melted.

Several people with top-notch internal strength kept respecting Hong Kang, and because of Hong Kang's superhuman physique, they all felt drunk for a long time.

"Master Hong, you're awake!"

When Hong Kang opened the door, he saw Ding Jian.

Ding Jian didn't drink much last night.

After all, he is only the housekeeper of Meizhuang. Although the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River" regard him as a brother, he will not forget his identity.

"Hey, Brother Ding is so early!" Hong Kang greeted.

Ding Jian just smiled politely.

Let the boys deliver the toiletries.

"Master Hong, you use it first, the meal is ready."

Hong Kang asked: "Where are the owners of the villa?"

Ding Jian replied: "Except for the big villa owner, the other three are still resting."

Hong Kang said in amazement: "Well, I remember that the second village owner didn't drink much!"

He still remembered that Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng were the ones who drank the most last night.

Ding Jian said with a smile: "Second Master got Master Hong's score last night, he couldn't help but study it all night long, and only fell asleep in the early hours of the morning."

Hong Kang laughed and said, "It's my fault."

"Where!?" Ding Jian said with a smile, "For the second master, those music scores are probably incomparable to any rare treasure."

Hong Kang only knows a little bit about chess, really a little bit.

At least, compared to his flute skills, the difference is not 01:30.

But he had read a lot of miscellaneous books in the past, and he remembered many famous games, such as the "Great Avalanche Neiguai" and "Liuhezhiqi" by the Showa chess master Wu Qingyuan.

This is an emotional and rational game.

It is said to be emotional because those top masters often make strange moves due to inspiration, and it is said to be rational because chess players not only need meticulous layouts, but also have superhuman computing power.

Hong Kang's mental strength is strong, his memory is almost photographic, and his mental arithmetic ability is not comparable to ordinary people.

But somehow, he just didn't call on Go.

…………

Huang Zhonggong may feel less and less because of his age.

He was trying to figure out the music score of "Bi Hai Chao Sheng Song", the more he studied, the more he was amazed.

For Huang Yaoshi's talent, he is like a high mountain.

"Woooo~~"

The sound of the flute sounded, gradually becoming distant and vigorous.

It sounds like Huang Zhonggong has mastered the tune.

"Woooooo~~hoo~chirp—"

"Ahem...I can't control my breath well."

Huang Zhonggong said to himself that something went wrong when his true energy merged into the flute sound just now.

But he was not depressed, but was ready to practice again.

This tune made him regain the feeling of a beginner, not because the tune is too difficult, but because he is really angry and difficult to micromanage.

"Master, Lord Hong is here."

Someone outside reported it, Huang Zhonggong was overjoyed and came out to greet him: "Brother Hong is awake!"

Hong Kang and Huang Zhonggong moved outside the courtyard.

After exchanging pleasantries, Huang Zhonggong and Hong Kang asked for some tips on "The Song of the Blue Sea Tide", and at the same time shared their experience with "Seven Strings Invisible Sword" with Hong Kang.

Hong Kang did not say that he wanted to learn "Seven Strings Invisible Sword", which still requires superb piano skills, he just focused on understanding how the sound in it interferes with the true energy.

Huang Zhonggong said happily: "It's really a pleasure to meet such a happy man as Brother Hong!"

Hong Kang said: "Actually, there are many masters of music in the martial arts. For example, the two masters of Nanyue [Hengshan School], Mr. Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng, one is known as "the sword is hidden in the qin, and the sword makes the sound of the qin". In terms of the skill of blowing flute by pressing the hole alone, Liu Zhengfeng is still superior to me."

Huang Zhonggong nodded and said: "The [Hengshan School]'s past dynasties are all people who love music, but it's a pity that we don't have the chance to meet them."

Hong Kang said again: "There is another person who plays the piano and plays music. It is a pity that he has a special status."

Huang Zhonggong asked: "Who is Brother Hong talking about?"

Hong Kang glanced at Huang Zhonggong, and said: "Sun and Moon Sect, Bright Right Envoy, Qu Yang."

quiet!
silence! !
As soon as Hong Kang said this, Huang Zhonggong's pupils tightened immediately.

He naturally knows how Qu Yang's piano skills are, and even through the sound of his piano, Huang Zhonggong understands that Qu Yang is indifferent to fame and wealth.

It's just... what did Brother Hong mean when he suddenly mentioned Qu Yang?
Was it unintentional? ?

Huang Zhonggong poured tea with a natural expression after seeing Hong Kang finished speaking.

It seems that I think too much.

After all, they still have a guard mission on their backs.

However, after Hong Kang said this, Huang Zhonggong would not continue to talk about music.

At this time, Hong Kang said: "Master, this time Hong Kang has a merciless request."

"Brother Hong, it's okay to say."

Hong Kang looked at Ding Jian and said, "I love martial arts, and I want to exchange one style of swordsmanship for Brother Ding's [One-word Electric Sword]."

If ordinary people said that, Ding Jian would have stabbed him with his sword long ago.But he had seen Hong Kang's martial arts yesterday, and felt that he was far from being an opponent, so he turned his attention to Huang Zhonggong and asked him to make a decision.

Huang Zhonggong may not care much about his own martial arts, but for Ding Jian, even though he has been kind to him, it is not easy to accept his unique swordsmanship.

"Brother Hong, this..."

"The master and brother Ding don't have to be in a difficult situation. How about Hong showing off the trick first, and brother Ding making a decision?"

Huang Zhonggong said: "This is taking advantage of Brother Hong. Old Ding, you can decide on this matter yourself."

Then, he let go of his throat and shouted: "Come here, bring two swords."

When the boy brought the long sword, Hong Kang flicked his fingers and tapped on the sword grid, and the long sword immediately came out of its sheath with a "clang".

Hong Kang turned into an afterimage, and when he reappeared, he was already standing upright with a long sword in his hand.

"So fast!!"

Huang Zhonggong and Ding Jian looked shocked.

Although Hong Kang's lightness kung fu was excellent last night, he didn't show his extreme speed.

With this speed, Hong Kang can attack when advancing and defend when retreating.

Huang Zhonggong couldn't help flashing a red shadow in his mind.

With the tip of the sword pointing to the ground, Hong Kang said: "Hong created the "Thirteen Styles of Returning Wind Dance Willow Sword", and this sword is one of the styles. The combination of law. Brother Ding, look forward to it."

hum~
The air is whispering.

This seems to be one sword, and it seems to be many swords.

The way of the sword is really as unpredictable as the wind that is everywhere.

"Chichi..."

After Hong Kang retracted his sword, he stretched out his left hand naturally, and a leaf just fell into his finger.

He handed the leaves to Ding Jian, and Ding Jian's eyes widened immediately, but his pupils, on the contrary, shrank to the size of a pinhead.

Just because the word "sword" appeared on that small leaf.

"Sigh~~"

Ding Jian suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

This kind of extreme control, this kind of swordsmanship...

He is also a famous sword wielder, so he can understand how amazing Hong Kang's sword skills are!
He took a deep breath and looked into Hong Kang's eyes with surprise and apprehension.

"Master Hong...do you really want to exchange this sword technique??"

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(End of this chapter)