Chaos in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Chapter 17 Farewell
After that, the two chatted more and more vigorously, unconsciously, Guan Ziyang felt all sleepiness disappeared.

Xie Xuan suggested that Guan Ziyang should try to study "The Analects of Confucius" carefully in the next few years since his master has not taught him the method of inner strength cultivation.

He doesn't have internal strength now, and he has nothing to do with the martial skill of penetrating the secluded realm, so he can't exert the power it should have at all.

When Guan Ziyang was in a coma, Yin Yun checked his body, so he thought that Guan Ziyang had no internal energy, Guan Ziyang's innate energy circulated in his eight meridians by itself, how could a third-rank warrior like Yin Yun be able to discover it.

Guan Ziyang can be said to be invincible at the same age if he talks with others with the martial arts skills of Tongyoujing, but if he wants to be the middle of the nine ranks with martial arts, it is not enough to just talk.

Although Xie Xuan likes to talk like his father Xie Yi, he sneers at those in the temple who only talk about it and don't seek martial arts or practicality!

Therefore, he warned Guan Ziyang not to be addicted to casual chatter. Martial arts without internal strength are just a show, and he must focus on cultivating internal strength.

It was getting dark again, Qing Chan helped them light an oil lamp, brought some food to them in the kitchen, and they ate something again.

Yin Yun came once in the middle and said that Lu Shangshu and his party were leaving for Jiankang tomorrow, and they had to leave with the team.

Xie Xuan resentfully said, "General Lao Yin, as soon as Lu Shangshu arrives tomorrow, we will set off on time."

Yin Yun nodded and left the room.

Xie Xuan said solemnly: "Lack of it, I will leave tomorrow. You are talented and intelligent, but unfortunately you are a commoner. Without the awakening of your blood, your martial arts journey will be extremely difficult, but I admire your determination and talent! .”

"Father often said that one would be lonely in one's journey of martial arts!"

"There's not much I can do to help you. I can only tell you as much as I know in these two days."

Guan Ziyang was secretly moved: "It turns out that Xie Xuan has been pestering me to discuss martial arts for the past two days. This is the reason..."

Xie Xuan said again: "In the future, if you have doubts and experiences in martial arts, you can send me a letter. If I don't understand, I can ask my third uncle Xie An. There should be no one in the world who doesn't understand. Martial arts knowledge. Remember, you must focus on cultivating your internal strength!"

Guan Ziyang nodded: "Talking with Brother Youdu for two days is better than my ten years of studying hard. You have to be careful in the future. Although I don't have the power of blood, I may surpass you."

Xie Xuan laughed and said: "Okay, Brother Ziyang catches up with me as soon as possible, and then we can make friends with martial arts again! High-five as an oath!"

Guan Ziyang also excitedly said: "Okay, let's make an oath by high-fiving, and we will make friends with martial arts in the future!"

The palms of the two teenagers hit each other heavily, and there was a feeling of sympathy in their hearts, and the identities of the gentry and common people disappeared at this moment.

Yes, it's just two previous years in the martial arts world, an oath to grow up together.

On the second day, when Zhongzheng's team arrived at the official post, Xie Xuan and Guan Ziyang came forward to pay their respects.

Lu Na, Huan Chong, and Xi Jianzhi all had a deep impression on Guan Ziyang, and they all got out of the ox cart to meet each other. Lu Na held up the posture of a superior official and urged Guan Ziyang to cherish his talents and studies, work hard to make progress, enter an official position with literary ethics, and serve the country. potency.

Guan Ziyang listened to the admonition with his head bowed, but he did not reveal his determination to embark on the martial arts and determine his rank with martial arts. Seeing that Guan Ziyang did not refute, Xie Xuan kept silent.

Lu Na has always been fond of rhythm, and after Guan Ziyang performed "Guangling San" at the grand ceremony, the sound of fierce killing and attacking has been echoing in his mind for a long time.

His heart was so itchy that he didn't sleep well for two nights. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could hear the impassioned "Guangling San" played by Guan Ziyang.

Seeing Guan Ziyang at this moment, he couldn't bear it no matter how hard he looked at Huan Chong, it seemed that he had the same thought.

But Guan Ziyang is not a musician, and although it is all right for him to play music as a Shangguan, it loses the demeanor of the two of them.

Lu Na hesitated for a long time, seeing that the team was about to set off, he finally couldn't help but said to Guan Ziyang, "Ziyang, I have a qin called the Bell, I wonder if you've heard of it before."

Huan Chong looked at Lu Na in surprise, and thought: "Didn't Lu Shangshu regard 'Hua Zhong' as his own son? I didn't even give me a chance to touch it along the way. Could it be..."

Guan Ziyang replied: "Ziyang doesn't know, so I ask Lu Shangshu to enlighten me."

Lu Na ordered his servants to take out a black silk bag from his carriage. Lu Na took it and carefully opened it, and suddenly it was a lyre.

The body of the qin is pitch black with faint fluorescence, it is made of unknown wood, and the strings are silvery white, one can tell it is made of refined iron.

Lu Na looked at the bell with pity and said: "This Qin is one of the four famous pianos, the "bell". Going out to swear an oath, suddenly hearing the sound of horns and the sound of bells and drums, people's spirits are sharpened, and they are gearing up, and the [-]-strong army is upright."

Xie Xuan had never heard of this allusion, so he asked, "Is it played by the harpist's bell adopted by Duke Huan of Qi?"

Lu Na looked at Guan Ziyang and said, "That's right. Later, Duke Huan of Qi gave the qin to the bell. In the hands of the bell, this qin could be worth thousands of troops. Later, the other owner of this qin was Boya. Zhong Xi, holding a human zither and playing the weft', the carillon in the hands of Boya has been passed down through the ages."

At this moment, Guan Ziyang faintly felt that Lu Shangshu was going to give him the piano, and he was a little excited.

"Good fellow, this is the 'bell'!"

Lu Na said again: "Everyone knows that I am good at the piano, but I think that my piano skills are not good enough to be included in "Qin Pin", so I buried this piano in vain. After listening to your piano sound the day before yesterday, it echoed in my ears for a long time, so I know you are little Age, great talent."

Guan Ziyang hurriedly lowered his head and bowed: "Ziyang is just a coincidence to steal the qin music, and the boy's qin skills are far from being comparable to Lu Shangshu."

Guan Ziyang only relied on the appeal of the song "Guangling San". In fact, he is very clear about how much he has.

Lu Na said unhappily: "The sound of the piano is moving with emotion. How can you talk about the music and skills of the piano? This song is naturally created by you, so you don't have to be too modest."

"Ziyang is taught." Guan Ziyang quickly bowed his head and replied.

Holding the qin in both hands, Lu Na said seriously, "Guan Ziyang, accept the qin."

Guan Ziyang immediately stepped forward to greet him with both hands, and Lu Na put the bell in Guan Ziyang's hand with reluctance, and said: "Today you and I are saying goodbye, and I will take parting as the topic. You have to take an exam, you have to get it." For live performances, previous repertoires are not allowed."

Everyone present was stunned, and the difficulty of composing music on the spot was too great. Isn't this an obvious embarrassment for Guan Ziyang?

Just as everyone was looking at each other, Lu Na said again: "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll give you an incense stick of time to compose the music, and we'll set off right away, and you'll see me off with the sound of the piano."

"You will keep the 'Bell' for me for three years. After three years, you should be 16 years old. At that time, you should have already ordered the product. At that time, I will test whether the music you played today has improved, and then set the 'Bell' to go. stay, can you?"

Everyone said "good".

Lu Shangshu made this three-year agreement and urged Guan Ziyang to hone his piano skills. The same piece of music he plays today is compared to the one he plays four years later to see if Guan Ziyang has the qualifications to be the master of the 'bell'.

Guan Ziyang looked at the carillon in his hand, and said: "Thank you Lu Shangshu for your kindness in cultivating, I will definitely not disgrace my life."

Several bullock carts of the Zhongzheng team set off slowly, and more than 100 guards followed the bullock carts, stepping in neat steps, forming a long snake on the winding mountain road.

Guan Ziyang told Hei Nuer to hold the piano, Qingchan brought a small stool, and the three of them climbed to a small hill next to the mountain road.

After setting up the piano on the hillside, Guan Ziyang smiled slightly after sitting down, composing on the spot?How can I use a stick of incense, I can do it at my fingertips.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky...

The evening wind blows the willow flute sound, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains...

The ends of the sky, the corners of the earth, the acquaintances are scattered...

A pot of turbid wine to enjoy the rest of the day, don't dream about the cold tonight...

Outside the pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green...

I ask you when you will come here, don't hesitate when you come...

The ends of the sky, the corners of the earth, the acquaintances are scattered...

Life is seldom a happy gathering, but there are many separations..."

"Farewell", a famous song thousands of years later, at this moment, in the famous piano of a thousand years ago, "The Bell", is floating leisurely...

There are many mountains in the land of Shu, and among the emerald peaks and deep mountains, the echoes of the qin rippling one after another, uninterrupted, the sound spreads for ten miles in the valley, and only then does it dissipate...

At this time, Huan Chong, who was sitting on the bullock cart, said with a smile: "Lu Shangshu loves talents, and following the example of Duke Huan of Qi to give the piano, it should be a good talk in this world, but I don't think you can keep this 'bell' piano, haha Ha ha……"

Lu Na Fuxu smiled: "Otherwise, with the state of the song just now, it is already outstanding. After four years, I am afraid that Guan Ziyang will not be able to make great progress. Maybe the 'Bell' will return to my hands... ..."

At this moment Xie Xuan was silent on the bullock cart, only he could tell that this song was saying goodbye to him...

Recalling the scene of the two having a long conversation in the past two days, his eyes gradually became moist...

Dear friend, if you go to Kuaiji this time, you will be separated by more than two thousand miles. If you meet again, you may have grown up...

Guan Ziyang sang his farewell three times in a row, stood up, cupped his hands towards the distance, and drifted away.

He murmured in his heart: "Hey! After I ordered the product, my first goal was to hug Huan Wen's thigh... If we go to Huan Wen's West Mansion, I'm afraid we will have to do it with real swords and guns in the future!"

"It's really nerve-wracking, do you want to go to Xifu?"

"Forget it, let's take a step and take a look, and talk about it after the product is finalized!"

(End of this chapter)