Rebirth of the peerless genius

Chapter 49
Xiao Hesi was obviously in a very good mood today, he and Jiang Xu drank a lot of wine, almost got drunk.

After eating, Xiao Ziqing helped her father back to the room to rest.

Jiang Xu didn't leave, because he promised to teach Xiao Ziqing how to play the guzheng, and the time he made with A Gu was after eleven o'clock in the evening, so there was plenty of time.

The nanny cleaned up the tableware after the meal. After Xiao Hesi rested, Xiao Ziqing went back to her room and changed into a light blue dress with a lotus leaf collar, and went to a guzheng room on the second floor with Jiang Xu .

The decoration of the piano room is very classical, and in the middle of the piano room, there is an antique mahogany zither. The color of the zither is a little yellowish, and it seems that it has been around for a long, long time.

And on a wooden shelf next to the guzheng, there is a portrait of a sketch.

On the portrait is a beautiful and kind woman, no matter in appearance or temperament, she has seven or eight similarities with Xiao Ziqing.

"This guzheng was used by my mother and has a history of more than 30 years."

Walking into the piano room, Xiao Ziqing first lifted off the layer of tulle covering the guzheng, and then said with nostalgia: "My mother is a guzheng teacher. She is very beautiful when she plays the guzheng. When I was young, my dream was to be a guzheng teacher." A guzheng teacher like my mother."

Jiang Xu didn't speak, because he could hear from Xiao Ziqing's tone that her mother should no longer be in this world.

"However, when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, my mother died of illness. At that time, a fire broke out in my house, and many things were burned. This Guzheng became the last thing my mother left for me. a relic."

Xiao Ziqing's tone was a bit more sentimental, because of the fire, she couldn't even keep a picture of her mother's death, and every time she could only recall her mother's loving face with her memory.

In order to remember her mother's appearance, Xiao Ziqing also learned to draw, and the sketch on the shelf next to the guzheng was sketched by Xiao Ziqing herself stroke by stroke.

Hearing what Xiao Ziqing said, Jiang Xu couldn't help but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Ziqing still has at least one memory of the past, but he, Jiang Xu, doesn't even have the slightest memory. Before he was sensible, his mother had already left him. Except for the photos, there is nothing in Jiang Xu's mind. There is no memory of my mother at all.

Xiao Ziqing gradually calmed down the sadness in her heart, and then said softly: "Jiang Xu, I will play the song 'Plum Blossoms' first, and after you listen to it, point out my shortcomings, how about it?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xu nodded slightly, then sat down cross-legged on the right side of Guzheng.

Xiao Ziqing sat on the soft cushion behind the guzheng. She closed her eyes and concentrated, then took a deep breath, and slowly stretched her fingers like white jade towards the slender strings.

Immediately, a song "Plum Blossom Yin" sounded slowly from Xiao Ziqing's nimble fingers.

Xiao Ziqing obviously also has a very high attainment in Guzheng, and the music she plays is very beautiful, but in the eyes of a god-level master like Jiang Xu, this piece of music lacks the artistic conception of the music itself.

To put it simply, Xiao Ziqing did not play the soul of the piano music itself, and could not arouse the resonance of others.

"Jiang Xu, does the Plum Blossom Citation I played only have its shape, but not its spirit?" Xiao Ziqing asked lightly, obviously, she also understood her own shortcomings.

In fact, this Plum Blossom Yin was her mother's favorite piece of music during her lifetime. Xiao Ziqing has been studying it very seriously, but she has never been able to play the soul sound of the piano piece itself.

"Yes."

Jiang Xu thought for a while, and then continued: "You can't play the charm of the piano music itself, because you haven't really felt the artistic conception of the piano music itself."

"Jiang Xu, how can I feel the artistic conception of the qin music?" Xiao Ziqing's beautiful eyes obviously had a little more expectation. She has always wanted to learn this plum blossom quotation, because she wanted to Play this piece of music for the mother in heaven.

"It's very simple, as long as you experience it yourself."

Jiang Xu first responded, and then he stood up under Xiao Ziqing's puzzled gaze.

Walking behind Xiao Ziqing, Jiang Xu said softly: "Ziqing, can you give me your hands?"

"Ah."

Xiao Ziqing didn't know what Jiang Xu was going to do, but instead of refusing, she nodded slightly.

Jiang Xu stretched out his hand and hugged Xiao Ziqing gently from behind, and put his palm on Xiao Ziqing's white and tender jade-like hand.

Xiao Ziqing didn't expect that Jiang Xu would hug her from behind, her body shook violently, and a look of incomparable panic flashed between her eyes.

And just when Xiao Ziqing was about to struggle out of Jiang Xu's arms, Jiang Xu's magical voice rang softly in her ears: "Ziqing, don't be nervous, close your eyes, Relax your mind and listen to the sound of qin music with a pure heart."

Xiao Ziqing felt that Jiang Xu's voice at this moment seemed to have a strange and mysterious magic power, which made her tense emotions miraculously calm down at this moment.

However, Jiang Xu's warm embrace made Xiao Ziqing's snow-white face turn red.

As for Jiang Xu, his palm seemed to be tightly glued to Xiao Ziqing's little hand. When the words fell, he began to pull Xiao Ziqing's green fingers, and played the ancient famous song Plum Blossom Yin again.

The sound of the zither sounded like the sound of heaven, and Xiao Ziqing's mind was gradually completely attracted by feeling every note played between her fingers.

Xiao Ziqing could clearly feel that every note she played at this moment seemed to have life, and every note seemed to be leading her towards the mysterious and accessible soul conception.

Gradually, Xiao Ziqing was lost in the sound of the piano.

Her mind has been completely immersed in the artistic conception of the soul of the qin music. As Jiang Xu said, at this moment, she is almost as if she is on the scene, feeling the true meaning of the qin music in the most direct way. soul.

This kind of immersive perception made Xiao Ziqing's understanding of plum blossoms sublimated almost sharply.

It wasn't until the end of the song that Xiao Ziqing recovered from the immersion in the music.

On her beautiful pretty face, there was obviously a trace of excitement, she turned her head subconsciously, she wanted to share the harvest and joy of this moment with Jiang Xu.

However, Xiao Ziqing forgot that Jiang Xu was hugging her. The moment she turned around, her small mouth touched Jiang Xu's lips lightly.

Feeling Jiang Xu's warm breath, and the warmth between Jiang Xu's lips, Xiao Ziqing's body seemed to be petrified in an instant, and her whole body was completely sluggish.

Jiang Xu was also stunned, Xiao Ziqing's extremely soft and fragrant lips made his breathing hot almost instantly.

A fiery thought was quickly ignited in Jiang Xu's book, and he couldn't help but exert more force on Xiao Ziqing's arm.

Xiao Ziqing's body froze suddenly, and she didn't know where the strength came from. After a scream, she broke free from Jiang Xu's embrace.

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The first update, there is another chapter update in the evening.

(End of this chapter)