Li Guer now doesn't care about what Wang Hua's parents think. Her taste was caught by Wang Hua, and she didn't even want to enjoy the scenery outside. She ran back and saw it twice, but Wang Hua didn't come back. Now she finally caught Wang Hua. She pulled Wang Hua out and asked, "What kind of ancient song is it?"

Wang Huayixiao said, "I will know if I play it later."

"Okay, now you'll play."

Wang Hua's face was complete and decisively refused: "No, play this song, you must have the environment. After dinner, I will take you outside the village to play."

The more respectful he looked, the more curious Li Guer and others became. They didn't even have the intention to stuff the rice into their mouths during dinner. After finally having supper, Li Guer said anxiously: "This time it's OK."

No matter how unsuccessful she could lift Wang Hua's hair, pull Wang Hua's hair, and forcefully drag it out to play.

Wang Hua nodded. He washed his hands carefully and burned incense, and then touched the sycamore zither that Li Hong brought back to Qingshan Valley affectionately. In short, his expression was much solemn than when he played in the farm last time.

The more he did this, the higher the taste of several people was caught. Even a few eunuchs stood aside, they couldn't help but want to hear it immediately.

Wang Hua took them to a small earth slope outside the village. Faced with the cool night breeze, and with the bright moon, he suddenly took off his head, broke his hair away, and chanted in his mouth: "

The children are intimate and the grudges are connected with each other. The warriors go to the enemy field. The floating clouds and willow catkins are rootless, and the sky and the earth are vast and far away. The birds are noisy and the lonely phoenix is ​​seen again.

I was unable to reach the right track, but I lost my power and fell sharply. I had two ears, but I didn't listen to the silk and bamboo. I heard that Master Ying played, so I sat up and stood there. I pushed my hands and stopped him, and my clothes were wet and tears were pouring.

Yingwu is truly capable of, and I can’t put ice and charcoal in my stomach!”

After chanting, he said heavy again: "Long breath!"

With the moonlight, you can see that his expression was a little lonely, a little desolate, and a little excited. The night breeze blew, blowing his hair in scattered and swaying. He ignored it and let the long hair hit his eyes.

Before he could play, this look made little stars pop up in the eyes of the four little girls.

However, Wang Hua was not deliberately pretending, it was his respect for this song deep in his heart!

Wang Hua repeated the song: "Long breath!"

This sound was much weaker than the previous sound, as if it was a moaning.

Wang Hua then sat on the grass and played it. As Wang Hua's fingers tugged on the strings, plucked the sounds of the piano, and overtones, the music started with low and melancholy, and the appearance of Yongyong and Yong, and the coldness was as cold as the sound of ghosts and gods in the underworld. Then the music became louder and louder, and finally it was like a spear crossing, like lightning and thunder, rumbling faintly, and it seemed like spring flowers suddenly bloomed overnight, shining brightly.

The music was ups and downs, sometimes gentle, sometimes majestic, and sometimes violent. Their changes made Li Guer feel as if he was mixed with ice and charcoal in his heart, as he ascended to heaven and then entered the ground.

When Wang Hua finished picking the last music talisman in the short section of "The Dead Scheme", more than twenty people still seemed to be in a dream.

After a while, Li Guer sighed: "What a tragic sound."

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Is it adapted from "Guangling San"?"

"The princess is really good at learning."

This is exactly "Guangling San". In legend, Ji Kang met an immortal and got this music score, but after Ji Kang died, the music score disappeared. But in fact, this music score was created based on the story of Nie Zheng's assassination of Xia Lei. In the story, Nie Zhengshi died for his confidant. In order to make his younger brother famous, his sister did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to recognize the body and make the name clear. This story has been praised in various countries in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Therefore, this music is very intense and also has the most ancient style.

At this time, Ji Kang's favorite ancient song was not only played before his death, but also said: "Yuan Xiaoni once learned "Guangling San" from me, and I often ended up in Guangling San!" This is not because he died, no one could play it. It means that after he died, he did not have his noble ancient style and sentiment, and it would be difficult to play it even if he wanted to!

The "Guangling San" played by Wang Hua is very different from the current "Guangling San". For this reason, Wang Hua specially invited Li Hong to play it and compared it. It was precisely because of this passionate meaning that "Guangling San" suffered two disasters. First, Sun Xiyu, a musician from the late Tang Dynasty, believed that "Guangling San" hurt the national style and burned the music score. But this time it was a little better. Zhu Xi came to a conclusion for the second time, believing that he was angry and anxious, and his voice was the most uneven, and that he had the intention of ling Jun.

Regarding this matter, Wang Hua only said one sentence in his previous life: "A hypocrite!"

This attack was a real fatal blow due to Zhu Xi's reputation and Ling Jun's big hat. Later, fewer people played this song.

It was only in modern times that Master Guan Pinghu and others searched for ancient scores before they showed it again. Although this song is no less exciting than the original score, it is already very different from the original score, so it can be said to be a pseudo-score. However, this does not prevent it from being an excellent piano piece.

Although Wang Hua said good things about Li Guer, his eyes were clear and his attitude was neither arrogant nor humble. Li Longji sighed and said, Wang Hua had the ability to change this song "Guangling San" to the point of being unresolved, but he did not lose his original intention. He did not admire this talent. The main reason was Wang Hua's integrity. Only with such noble qualities can he face the powerful Wang family in Taiyuan who refused to bow down, and when he was appreciated by his grandmother, he could return to his hometown with a reclusive life, and face his grandsons with a calm attitude.

He bowed and said, "Only you can play such a song well."

This is an amazing compliment, and he puts Wang Hua in the same position as Ji Kang.

Wang Hua is still immersed in this piece of music.

This song is his favorite and respectable song in his life. Looking at the night sky from afar, he said quietly: "I wish I could have been born in the same era as Ji Shuye, and played four lanes together (Ji created "Changqing", "Short Qing", "Long Side" and "Short Side", collectively known as "Ji's Four lanes", and together with "Cai's Five lanes" in the Eastern Han Dynasty, he was called "Nine lanes". Emperor Yang of Sui once regarded "Nine lanes" as one of the conditions for the imperial examination to win scholars.)"

The night wind was still blowing his long scattered hair, but everyone was silent.

The next day, everyone was about to leave Qingshangu. Before leaving Qingshangu, Wang Hua went to the place where he was preparing to make new paper and inspected it.

Seeing bamboo fermented in the puddle, Li Guer asked strangely: "What is this for?"

Bamboo paper has not appeared yet.

Wang Hua replied: "This is what I use to make a new kind of paper."

"Make paper from bamboo?"

Wang Hua nodded: "It has not been made yet, and it needs to be tested. If it is successful, it will quickly reduce the cost of the paper and the thickness will be reduced by more than half."

Li Longji felt incredible when he heard this. The longer he dated this boy, the more he felt that his whole body was filled with infinite wisdom. After a while, he ignored it and bowed again.

Xiaoyu is really dissatisfied. How come she, the third brother she admires the most, always gives great gifts when she sees this hateful little guy?
Chapter completed!