Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 222
"Since you already know how to play the piano, you must have learned to read notation?"

"What is a spectrum?"

"Young Master, I don't know what a musical score is. How did the piano play?"

"Of course I'm interested, and it's good news to start."

"What good news, this is called playing the piano indiscriminately."

"You do not understand!"

"Little girl doesn't know much about other things, but she really knows a lot about this melody. Young master is a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally knows that swords have sword moves, knives have sword skills, and spears have spear tactics. Of course, the piano also has the music score. "

"You are so annoying, have you ever heard me play the piano? Just say it out there."

"A few days ago, I stayed at the nearby Luochuan Inn for a few days, and I was fortunate enough to hear about it."

"how?"

"The day I stayed at the Luochuan Inn, the inn was already full, leaving only one vacant room. The day I left the inn, the inn was already empty. Master, do you know why?"

"Is someone dead at the inn?"

"No, it's the son's piano, it's too ugly, it scares everyone away. The owner of the inn wanted to sue the government, but seeing that this place is heavily guarded, the soldiers all endured it silently, thinking that the people who live here must be important people. So I can only smash my teeth and swallow it in my stomach."

Baili Dongjun looked into the eyes of the woman in white, and the woman in white looked back at Baili Dongjun.

Words can be deceiving, but eyes are hard to deceive.

There are four words revealed in the woman's eyes - no lie.

Baili Dongjun lay down on the chair a little discouraged: "Then don't study."

"Who left this Qin, sir?" the woman asked.

Baili Dongjun replied, "It's my master."

The woman caressed the guqin lightly, twitched her fingers lightly, raised her eyebrows, and exclaimed: "This qin is of extraordinary quality. My little girl dares to guess. This qin should be called Jiuxiao."

Baili Dongjun was taken aback: "You know all this?"

The woman smiled slightly, and touched the tail of the piano with her fingers: "There are verses engraved on it, the wind rises from the sky and thunder appears, and the long dragon lies in the spring and sleeps for thousands of years. This should be one of the four pianos in the world. I just touched the material. It is absolutely It’s not a fake. But the young master lied, the owner of this piano is the former Confucian immortal Gu Chen, but Gu Chen died on the day when Western Chu was destroyed, so at the young master’s age, he cannot be your master.”

Baili Dongjun hesitated for a moment, and said: "Whether you believe it or not, Confucian Immortal is really my master."

"But the disciples of Confucian immortals, why don't they even know notation? You have to know that when Confucian immortals traveled all over the world, they walked around the world in white clothes with a piano and a bookcase, and how many peerless women fell in love with them." The woman smiled, "I Even though I haven’t seen it, I’m fascinated.”

Baili Dongjun frowned: "Master was really so beautiful back then?"

"Apocalypse 32 Lefang, 64 Le Ji, there are forty of them who love him to death. You say the scenery is not beautiful?" The woman sighed, "It's a pity that Confucian immortals were born at ease. If there is no mutual success, it will be a pity on the rivers and lakes."

Baili Dongjun remembered the jug of wine he had left in Tianqi City, and finally understood the meaning of the jug of wine. He nodded, thinking of his master's face in the past, he couldn't help being a little sad, but after being sad, he suddenly woke up. One thing: "You girls, do you like this?"

"Among the eight sons of Beili, Luo Xuan, the elegant son, has one person and one flute, and he is romantic in the world. There are more women who admire him than the other sons combined. Why do you think it is? It's a pity that all these years the world has been There has not been a qin master comparable to Confucian immortals. Think about it, a qin with a sword hidden in it, the sound of the qin, and a long sword coming out, what kind of romance is that? What kind of woman can not be attracted by such a lord Love?" The woman in white said slowly.

Baili Dongjun bowed his head and thought for a while: "If you think about it this way, it's true."

"Is the woman whom the young master admires very elegant?" the woman asked.

Baili Dongjun slapped his thigh suddenly: "Of course it is!"

"Then I will have to pay more when the young master finishes his studies." The woman in white laughed.

Baili Dongjun finally stood up, and said loudly: "Okay, then I will learn the piano from you. But I don't want to learn those soft music, I want to learn some powerful music!"

The woman in white suddenly bowed her head, and with her fingers on the strings, she swept across it.

"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, Vega is over the sea, and I am returning to my hometown!"

The woman shouted loudly, and the piano sounded suddenly.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed through the room, blowing the sand outside the courtyard.

Baili Dongjun lowered his head and said, "Dare to ask your name!"

The woman raised her hand slightly: "My name is Wang Yue."

"Greetings, Mr. Wang Yue." Baili Dongjun bowed down and saluted.

Confucianism taught Baili Dongjun how to make wine, Mr. Li taught Baili Dongjun martial arts, but this woman was also lucky to have two peerless people side by side, and became Baili Dongjun's teacher in piano art.

"Then let's have the first lesson of the day."

"what?"

"Read music?"

"Sir, can you not read music? Play it directly."

"No. Also, don't call me Mr., just call me Ms. Wang."

"Okay, Miss Wang. How long do you need to know each other?"

"This month is all about learning music notation. Reading music is the foundation, and there is no truth that can be accomplished in a day."

"How long does it take to learn the piano?"

"Two years. After two years, I guarantee that you will be a romantic in the world, and thousands of girls will accompany you."

"I don't want thousands of girls, I just want that one."

"You are really infatuated. What's so good about that girl?"

"Looks good."

"What about your personality?"

"do not know."

"What about family history?"

"do not know."

"Then what do you like about her?"

"Didn't you say it? You look good."

"..."

This month, the soldiers guarding outside the house finally had some quiet days. The courtyard was surprisingly quiet. Although there could be one or two zither sounds occasionally, they were very soft and short-lived. Did not reappear.They all thought that the young master's arrival last time had given the young master a little bit of a blow, and they had even more respect for the future Marquis of Zhenxi in their hearts.But a month later, the sound of the piano in the yard finally exploded again.

Still like a storm.

Still trampling through the wilderness like an iron horse.

There are more rules and techniques, but nothing has changed.

It's ugly.

"Hahahahaha, Ms. Wang, I've learned notation for a month, have I made any progress? Has there been any good news?" Baili Dongjun asked.

Miss Wang frowned and sighed: "Dead wood cannot be carved."

"Just kidding, I'm just too nervous." Baili Dongjun's hand rolled on the strings, "Let me have a good time, it's bad if it sounds bad."

Miss Wang watched Baili Dongjun close his eyes with an intoxicated expression on his face, turned his back quietly, and smiled secretly.

How many young men in the world.

The tone of the piano in white is self-proclaimed romantic.

But at this moment, the young man in Tsing Yi playing the piano at the closing ceremony is really romantic.

(End of this chapter)