Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun smiled at Cui Mu and waited for him to answer.

"I'm still young and don't know much about the truth. I've only seen it with my own eyes. When Jingguo was defeated last year, Grandpa scolded the treacherous minister, and his condition was more serious. Even inviting a doctor to use a medical book would not help. Mr. Fang was born this year. Grandpa, father and others said that you are the hope of Jingguo and the hope of the human race. I'm very happy. As long as I hear your poetry, I'll write it down and hang it in the book In the room. Every time there is something about you, our family will discuss it after dinner. I think grandpa's willingness to exhaust his talent to make cultural treasures for you is to place the hope of the rejuvenation of Jingguo and the rise of the human race on you, and is his last contribution to Jingguo and the human race. "

Cui Mu said that when old Jinshi Cui's condition worsened, he had a red circle, but he always insisted on not crying.

The young and tender voice was simple and sincere, without the slightest truth, but everyone, including Fang Yun, was moved.

Old Jinshi Cui smiled happily.

Fang Yun looked at Cui Mu carefully, nodded and said, "do you think it's a pity that the Cui family lost the opportunity to exchange Wenbao for an official?"

Cui Mu thought and hesitated.

A middle-aged man nearby said sternly, "you can say what you want! Don't hide!"

Cui Mu had to say, "of course it's a pity. But grandpa said a few days ago that you may be canonized more than Jianmei. If you are canonized, if our Cui family publicizes that your cultural treasure is injected by my grandpa's talent, it will be more beneficial than ordinary officials!"

All the people in the room laughed, and Feng Yuanjun laughed the most. The child said it was true.

"Have you memorized the Three Character Classic?" Fang Yun asked.

Cui Mu raised her head proudly and said, "I've memorized everything Mr. Fang did!"

Fang Yun joked: "the story of the west chamber has also been memorized?"

"Ah? That also counts?" Cui Mu stares with big eyes, his face is full of sadness, and finally reveals the look that a child should have.

The crowd laughed again.

"I'll listen to you reciting the Three Character Classic." Fang Yun said.

Cui Mu immediately recited the Three Character Classic aloud, word for word.

Fang Yun also tested Cui Mu's elementary knowledge, as well as his views on some things. The questions he raised were all thought out, and it was impossible for someone to teach him how to answer.

Finally, I found that the child was really excellent. If he was put in the Fang clan school of Dayuan mansion, he must be a top student.

"Yes, I have a solid foundation, a flexible mind, appropriate answers and my own opinions. I am not completely influenced by foreign things. It is enough to be my disciple." Fang Yun nodded.

The Cui family winked at Cui Mu immediately.

Cui Mu hesitated, somewhat shyly holding a cup of tea, knelt in front of Fang Yun and respectfully said, "student Cui mu, offer tea to your husband."

Fang Yun took the tea with one hand and picked up Cui mu with the other.

Cui's family immediately came forward to help him.

Feng Yuanjun said, "let the old man rest first. Let's go out first."

Leaving the bedroom of old scholar Cui, Feng Yuanjun helped Fang Yun and Cui's family decide on talent injection, and then asked Fang Daniu to go back and get Zhendan Qin.

In the process of Fang Daniu taking the piano, Fang Yun chatted with others in the Cui family and found that the Cui family is worthy of being a scholar and a famous scholar of Cui. Although no one in the family is a scholar and the scholar is the highest, they all have ten clear reasons.

Soon, Fang Daniu came back with zhendanqin. The Cui family showed a sad color, but they didn't object.

Cui Lao's eldest grandson personally sent the Zhendan piano to Cui Lao's bedroom. Soon, the new Zhendan piano was taken out.

The body of the shock gall organ was originally black, but the background color of the wood has been revealed over time, and now it is brown. Affected by the string and sound vibration, slight broken lines appear in some parts of the piano body, forming a very rare snake belly broken.

Most of the strings are as white as jade, but some of them often touch the fingers and have changed color.

Compared with the previous Zhendan piano, the new piano has a very light luster on the surface, and the whole piano exudes a vigorous momentum.

Fang Yun knows that this piano carries the hope of old Jinshi Cui.

Fang Yun wanted to see old Jinshi Cui, but the Cui family said that the old man was sleeping and it was inconvenient to meet people. Fang Yun had to give up and even gave up the idea of playing a song for old Jinshi Cui.

Before leaving, Fang Yun asked Cui Mu to say a few words, and also said vaguely that he would tell Cui old Jinshi when he died.

Without the support of talent, old Jinshi Cui can't live until August.

The Cui family was very reasonable and politely sent Fang away.

After getting on the bus, Fang Yun was a little depressed.

Feng Yuanjun advised, "you can't think about it for the first time. However, you can think so. Since it has happened, it's no use thinking about it. It's better to learn the piano well, give full play to the power of this Wen Baoqin and kill demons and barbarians. The more you kill, the happier Mr. Cui will be."

"I understand. It's not that I can't think of it. It's just a little sad."

"That's good."

When he got home, Fang Yun put the harp on the stand.

Yang Yuhuan and nu Nu were curious about the Wen Baoqin. Nu Nu jumped on the piano and fiddled the strings with her little claws, but the sound was particularly unpleasant. It couldn't help but cover its ears and stay far away, whining like saying: broken piano!

Fang Yun was in a much better mood and began to try the piano.

Fang Yun first put his right index finger on the string and played inward, which is the "wiping" of the basic skills of the ancient Qin.

"Hum..."

Fang Yun nodded. The timbre was pure, and there was more strange strength than an ordinary piano. Listening carefully was a bit like a war drum.

Then, Fang Yun still plays the piano with his right index finger, but from inside to outside. This is "pick".

Then change the middle finger, which is also played from inside to outside, so it can't be called "pick", but "pick".

Fang Yun slowly tested the sound with both hands, first with basic fingering, and then with combined fingering. He felt that the Jinshi Wen Baoqin was more and more comfortable.

After trying the Wen Baoqin, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan tried to play the zither and zither ensemble "autumn wind tune". Although Fang Yun was not proficient enough and they had frequent small problems in the ensemble process, both of them were very satisfied with this feeling.

Nu Nu also envied the harmony of the two people. When Fang Yun finished playing, he tried to fiddle with the strings with his small claws. The sound of the strings shook his whole body, showing that he couldn't bear it. Then he jumped away from the Yao Qin, and then cried, as if he said he wouldn't touch the ghost in the future.

In the evening, the porter came in and said, "master, there is a man outside the door who claims to be a servant of the famous Bian family. He said that he can accept a talent injection with one-third of the Dragon horn of the Dragon King, but the premise is to accept three disciples of the Bian family as students."

"Oh, I see. Let him go." Fang Yun didn't raise his head.

"Yes."

Not long ago, General Yu Xingshu of Dinghai sent a letter from the geese.

Fang Yun opened it. It said that the Mid Autumn Festival cultural conference would be held in a month. Because of the holy ruins, it is probably the largest cultural conference in ten countries this year. Let Fang Yun spend more time on Mid Autumn Festival poetry and go to the military camp when he comes back from the Holy ruins. Now he doesn't have to go.

Fang Yun was worried that he had no time to learn the piano. He just redistributed his learning time. He slept for two hours, ate and rested for two hours, read and studied the holy classics for ten hours, and practiced the piano for the other ten hours.

So Fang Yun played the piano in her study, while Yang Yuhuan played the harp in her boudoir.

In order to improve his piano skills as soon as possible, Fang Yun did nothing but list the repertoire of the ancient Qin Grading Test of later generations at one go, a total of ten levels, and then write all the music scores of the first and second levels of the ancient Qin, including the resentment of the Xiang Imperial concubine, the singing of the ancient Qin, the singing of a good night and the listening spring of two cranes.

After writing 15 pieces of music, Fang Yun recited the music score of the resentment of the Xiang imperial concubine, and then began to play.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't play. He feels like he can't stop playing, because he finds that his fingering and understanding of the piano have suddenly improved by a whole level. He plays very smoothly. It's not like playing for the first time, like playing hundreds of times.

Before he knew it, Fang Yun was fascinated. Finally, at night, after being reminded by Fang Daniu, he found that he had played all night and was reluctant to stop.

He couldn't play the piano at night. Fang Yun carefully recalled his playing process and found that his skills were becoming more and more skilled and he also had his own feelings, but it was always difficult to integrate his feelings into the sound of the piano. If you can't do it all the time, you will never reach the first stage of Qin Dao.

Fang Yun didn't give up. Instead, he thought slowly with his eyes closed and looked for his own problems. It took him half an hour to suddenly figure it out.

"I see! I play the piano for the sake of war music. I am eager to win. I am too utilitarian. I have lost the purest and most essential pursuit of music. To be exact, music is a kind of sound wave like all kinds of noise, but music is music because it integrates emotion! Yes, emotion! This is the key!"

Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.

"When playing a piece of music, the score, fingering and skills are not the most important. It should not even be the first step. The first step should be to understand the theme and story of the music. First, you should know what story the music is telling and what scenery it is telling, and then you can preliminarily understand the feelings in the music!"

"Understand the composer's feelings and try to interpret the music with the composer's feelings first. This is the first step."

"Then, after you can play this song at will, forget the feelings of the original author and re understand the most original sound in this tune."

"Then, according to their understanding of this music, brewing and accumulating their feelings."

"After that, you can integrate your feelings into the music. I'm afraid this is the first stage of Qin Dao, with both sound and emotion."

"The higher step is not to think about it or integrate it. When you move the strings, the strings will automatically convey their inner voice. At this step, it should be the second realm of Qin Tao."

"After that, I'm afraid the first step is to integrate your feelings. If you can't integrate your killing intention and fighting intention into the war song, how can you let the war song kill the enemy!"

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