A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 257
Feng Wu stopped the piano and said with a smile: "Actually, playing the piano is not difficult, as long as you master the main strings, you can play simple tunes. Miss Meng, do you want to try?"

Meng Yan leaned on the window and asked for advice, "How to try?"

Feng Wu asked Meng Yan to go across to the boat, and first showed her how to distinguish sounds and strings.

So Meng Yan asked Chongxian to lean the bow of the painting boat to the bow of Xu Shenfang's painting boat, as if he really wanted to go to the opposite side.

Yin Heng said: "Do you want to learn the piano?"

Meng Yan said: "I can't learn anything now, but I just saw Feng Wu playing really well, so I want to go and see how she plays. I have never seen this ancient woman playing the piano." She leaned over to Yin Heng's side, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Ah Heng, I'll be back soon. If I find a way, I'll play the tune I know to you later."

Then Meng Yan got up and went out.

Seeing that his master hadn't spoken, Chongxian had no choice but to stabilize the bow of the boat silently, letting Meng Yan easily cross to the opposite side.

When Meng Yan came in, Feng Wu got up to greet him.Then she briefly demonstrated to Meng Yan how to play a short piece.

But when it was time to teach Meng Yan how to distinguish strings and sounds, Feng Wu looked at the lazy Xu Chenfang, and said, "Speaking of which, the young master also understands the rhythm, Miss Meng has heard the young master play the qin?"

Meng Yan looked at Xu Chenfang and said, "You will too?"

Feng Wu got up and gave way to his seat, said: "I'm not in a position, why don't you let the young master teach Miss Meng."

Xu Shenfang lacked interest, and said lazily: "It's better not to teach her indiscriminately, what if she becomes addicted to playing, and I will be disturbed by the magic sound every time I go, what should I do? "

Meng Yan sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that you can't do it."

Xu Chenfang looked at her, then got up and walked towards her, walking in red clothes with pistils, musk orchid fragrance.

On the painting boat next door, Chongxian's ear was so strong that he heard Xu Chenfang's footsteps, and couldn't help but anxiously said for his master: "My lord, that Xu Shenfang is going to teach the princess how to play the piano, please order him to be thrown into the river!"

Yin Heng in the boat still didn't say anything.

Xu Chenfang walked behind Meng Yan, lifted her clothes and sat down.When he raised his hands and slowly landed on the strings, he wrapped her in his arms as if nothing.

Xu Chenfang plucked a string casually, looked sideways at her side face slightly, and really taught her how to listen.If she was interested, he figured he'd teach her until she learned it.

Feng Wu walked to the position where Cai Xu and Shen Fang were just now, and sat down slowly by the window, not looking at them, but just looking at the scene outside the window.

Xu Shenfang plucked the strings two or three times, melodious and clear, as if touching people's hearts.

But suddenly, a different kind of qin sound came into Feng Wu's ears unexpectedly, the qin sound "clanked", deep and deep, with a long qin rhyme, like high mountains and flowing water, leaving traces of geese passing by, it can't help but make people feel shocked.

Meng Yan raised her head when she heard the sound, but she couldn't listen carefully, and then the second sound sounded, the rhythm was neither fast nor slow, and one string sounded, and when people recalled it, the next one came again, and gradually merged into a song. A magnificent and very intriguing piece of music.

Meng Yan couldn't sit still, she clearly heard the sound of the piano coming from the next door, so she hurriedly got up and ran out of the cabin, and ran to her painting boat in one breath, when she lifted the curtain, she really saw Yin Heng sitting in the warm room. On the table, a guqin is placed on the knees, and the fingers are lightly twitched on the strings and twisted slowly, leisurely and willfully.

Chongxian took the paddle in his hand as his own sword, hugged it habitually to his chest, and listened attentively.They are servants, and sometimes the benefits are quite good. Apart from accompanying the prince to fight the enemy, they can also get close contact with the influence of art and culture.

He listened carefully, and he could tell which qin sounded good and which qin sounded bad.

Those qin tunes played by Feng Wu are mellow and gentle, like weeping and complaining, they can only be things on the surface of sensual scenes.

Feng Wu should be ashamed of herself, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Xu Chenfang.

Finally, Meng Yan came over and sat down for a while, but after playing the piano a few times, she was lured back again.Xu Chenfang felt that she was close to her arms in a trance a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, there was nothing in front of her.

Xu Chenfang's expression was uncertain, and there was still a trace of unwillingness in her heart after all.

He knew that he was not as good as Yin Heng, and he couldn't rob him. Meng Yan's heart was never on him, so he was not qualified to rob him.

And this kind of inferiority, no matter how hard he tries the day after tomorrow, will never be able to make up for it.

He was not born as a nobleman, and his surname was not Yin.The Yin family was born to be above the common people, but at best he was at the bottom, struggling step by step to where he is today.

It is precisely because I know that I will not be able to catch up with this natural inferiority no matter what, so I feel a little bit unwilling.

He can't be as calm as water and not make waves.

Therefore, Xu Shenfang flicked his hand on the piano coldly, and then his fingers nimbly turned around, twisting or picking. The tone of his piano is slightly soft, but the sound of the piano is still mixed with momentum, soft with firmness, and tough. interesting.

Except when necessary, such as when Zuo Chengjin was entertained last time, Xu Shenfang seldom played the piano in front of others.Even if Feng Wu knew that he would, it was because he would tune the strings for him when his piano broke in the past, so he knew it, and he had never really listened to him play it.

His qin art was taught by his mother when he was young, but everyone's qin sound is different from person to person.What is in the sound of the piano is what the person is.

When a zither sound came from the next door, Chongxian straightened his figure, and Meng Yan couldn't help but look at the next door outside the window.

Chongxian did not expect that there would be someone who could match the qin played by his family's prince Ming.

Although Yin Heng's piano sound was not in a hurry, it was very slow, but anyone who could understand it could tell that the rhythm of the piano was so meticulous that others who wanted to play with the piano had no chance at all.

There were many people who tried it in Beijing before, but the sound of the piano could not be intertwined at all, instead it sounded like noise.

This time, the sound of the zither did not have the gentle melody that Cai Fengwu played just now, but had its own style, and Meng Yan knew that it must be Xu Shenfang playing.

Later, the two zither tones converged and staggered, followed by inseparability, and finally completely merged together. One is slow, the other is fast, the other is sinking, and the other is rising, one after another, secretly vying for the edge.

Not only Meng Yan could hear it fascinatedly, even the faint qin sounds from other boats around her gradually subsided, the noise from far and near became weaker and weaker, and on the entire river, except for the intertwined qin sounds, no one could hear them anymore. to other sounds.

They realized that there were people playing piano on the river.

Everyone was immersed in it, and they seemed to see the clouds, mountains, seas, and the world in the sound of the piano, with endless waves and magnificence.

For a while, the pine and stone spring stream, the sunrise shines on the sea of ​​clouds, and the Milky Way flows down the world for nine days.The sound of tinkling tinkling lingered for a long time between the jagged cliffs.In the deep valley and the abyss, smelling the orchid alone.

For a while, the brocade is woven by white waves, and the blue is reflected in the scorching blue waves.The sound of the waves fluctuates, or there is no competition with the world to benefit all things, or the sea is full of smoke and wind, and there is nothing between the strings.

Finally, there was another "Zheng" sound suddenly, the sudden sound was sharp and piercing, disrupting the whole rhythm in an instant.One of the piano sounds stopped abruptly.

It was the sound of a broken string.

(End of this chapter)