"Master, monks emphasize that color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Has the boy buried these songs? What does it have to do with the great monk?" Zheng Lang said with a smile.

It is said that this monk Zhiri lived in seclusion in this temple and only knew that he was very skilled in piano skills. However, no matter who was asking for a song by a noble person, he would not agree. If he wanted him to come forward, he could only use extraordinary methods to deal with it.

"Amitabha, little donor, you are deliberately seducing me to commit the sin of greed and anger."

"No, are you forbidden from playing the piano at the entrance of your temple? Sier, bring those piano scores."

"Here."

He wrote ten guqin music in advance, but Zheng Lang didn't care about this. As the monk said, with his current piano skills, these good music were somewhat impoverished in his hands. He was too distracted and put it in the monk's hands to truly carry it forward.

This is also a kind of elegance.

It is the same as his teaching of new brushstroke methods and posting those words on the walls of Yanjia Inn. Only by unifying a hundred schools of thought can this nation have a better cultural atmosphere.

However, time is tight, so I only wrote ten piano music silhouettes. I can't even give it to the old monk at once. I will be surprised by its origin and will not be able to suck the old monk's appetite in the future. I am only less than forty years, and I will have a few decades of good life. I will take my time in the future.

Among the ten songs, there are five songs that I just played the piano.

Then the music score was turned over one by one, and he was flipping through it, and Zhiri's eyes were moving with his hands. Zheng Lang sighed and said, "You were kind enough to come to give the score, but you didn't expect that the four monks were empty, which made you disappointed. Xing'er brought the flames."

"Here." Jiang Xing'er saw Zhiri so anxious that she scratched her ears and her face, and smiled and used her tongue with flames.

He couldn't burn it, the great monk grabbed the flames and said, "Little donor, please tell me what conditions are there."

I felt it was very bad, so I chanted the Buddha again: "Amitabha, sins."

"I'll give you a song and pass on my piano skills for a year."

"That won't work. The little donor was mainly studying, and I couldn't be quiet even if I delayed the little donor's time." Zhiri counted for a moment and said, "Ten days."

"Monkey, you are not just greedy, you are so simple and greedy. How many piano music have you been passed down from time to time? In fact, one song only teaches me the piano skills for a day. Do you have this reason?" This trouble surrounded many pilgrims.

Everyone felt very funny, and someone joined in the fun and said, "Xiao Lang is right, the master's conditions are too low."

The great monk had no choice but to say again: "One song and two days."

"Too little, one song for half a year."

"Little donor, one song is half a year, ten songs are five years old, are the little donor not take the scientific examination? Besides, you have a long time since you came out, and there is still an empress in your family. Don't be afraid that they will worry. Three days are enough. Ten songs are one month, and you will also have to go back to celebrate New Year's Day." It seems that the monk is not really not concerned about the world, and has heard about some Zheng Lang's situation.

This statement also makes sense.

"Three days are too few, one song in a month."

"But you aren't going home?"

"That's the boy's business."

"Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. This is inappropriate. I really donor Aegean. I can exchange it for four days to make it possible to catch up with New Year's Day."

"Half-month, monk, don't be too greedy. I'm half-half, and you're adding it day by day. It's not like talking about business."

Zhiri almost vomited blood when he was so angry that he was a Buddhist holy land, but he was actually talking about business! After hearing this, the pilgrims around him laughed. Zhiri had no choice but to say again: "Five days are my bottom line."

"Ten days, this is also the bottom line of the boy. If you don't agree, Sier is going to burn it and burn it. I will leave here and go back to Zhengzhou to study with peace of mind."

"Good come."

"If it's ten days, will you celebrate New Year's Day in the capital?"

"Monkey, you've only been bothering you for more than ten days this year. I'll save the rest and you'll pay it back next time I come to Beijing."

"You're too tired."

"Boy is not tired, the master is a master of Fang Wai. How can you convince the master?" The monk agreed, and Zheng Lang also changed his tone and changed it to a title of honor.

"Come in." Zhiri Wuzhi shook his head, and led him into the Zen temple behind the temple amid the laughter of everyone, took the piano score, and began to teach him piano skills.

This is the truly wise master. When it comes to the achievement of the piano, Zhiri is far above Liu Yuniang and Chen Siniang. Of course, if there is no foundation established by Chen Siniang, Zhiri may not have the patience to teach him the piano skills at this time. Unless Zheng Lang becomes a monk and falls into this Buddhism.

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This matter is a joke and a beautiful story. Director Liu ran to the inn worriedly to ask: "Zheng Xiaolang, you are getting further and further."

"Liu Shaojian, nothing happened. The young man came out this time mainly to find the characters. The piano painting doesn't matter, the characters are found, and the task is completed. I just promised to give someone a good zither. I was waiting, and I left. Besides, Liu Zhizhou, how many times have the young man come out in the past few years?"

Director Liu could not answer.

Although this time it was a hot topic, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that you have not abandoned much of your studies. In the past four years, I came out once the year before and once this year, and almost all of you studied hard at home during the rest of the time. Compared with other students, such travel is a world of difference.

"And after this wish comes, after returning home, the younger students should study hard and prepare for the scientific examination."

“This is the right job.”

"Liu Shaojian, don't worry, the young man knows it. He has to wait for the piano and just want to be relaxed. Should the young man play a song "The Wind Enters the Pine" that he just learned for you?"

"You can't play it, it's best not to play this song in the future?" Liu Chu said with a discoloration.

This has a origin. When Zhu Wenji did not agree to change the nine strings, Zhao Kuangyi insisted on changing it. After the correction, he forced Zhu Wenji to play the piano, so Zhu Wenji played the song. The ministers were a little far away and did not see clearly, so they flattered each other and said that the new piano and new song were indeed beautiful. Zhu Wenji said sarcastically, I can't play the nine strings, and I have always used the seven strings, and I didn't touch the other two strings. This song is not a new song, but an old song "The Wind Enters the Pine".

The embarrassment between Zhao Kuangyi and his ministers can be imagined.

But Zheng Lang didn't care at all, and the little emperor was about to take power. You said in front of him that it was wrong for your grandfather to do that back then, and the little emperor would not be angry. Unless you make trouble, spitting in the court, saying that your grandfather poisoned Emperor Taizu to death.

Some people said that Sima Guang recorded this matter in a vague tone. But who had blamed the emperors behind him? Even when Emperor Gaozong of Song, the ministers directly dug out the matter and forced Emperor Gaozong of Song to support Zhao Kuangyin's descendants as the crown prince.

But he said he was timid. What should I do? This teacher is a timid person.

After learning that his students would no longer have a way to learn how to use the words to make a living, Liu Chu went back with confidence.

Zheng Lang was about to go back and started purchasing some items in the capital, and took them home to the empresses. Several brother-in-law also wanted to set off and prepare some gifts for them. When he arrived at Mabu Street, he was choosing goods while wandering around.

As night comes, the streets and alleys of Tokyo City become more lively.

After walking a few steps, I heard a burst of cheers and squeezed over to see two big men dancing with spears. They were very skilled in spears and fighting each other from time to time. It was extremely thrilling, which attracted constant cheers from those around. Zheng Lang also applauded.

In fact, the people of the Song Dynasty were not cowardly. What was cowardly was a deformed national policy. Some warriors were very awesome. For example, before the Chanyuan Alliance, the Liao Kingdom invaded, and more than 200,000 troops were approaching the border. First, they attacked the Weilu Army City and fought with the brave general of the Northern Song Dynasty, which consumed some troops. Wei Neng retreated and the Khitans pressed forward. As a result, another even more powerful person led the army to kill. Zhang Ning, more than a year ago, in a heavy rain, killed 20,000 brave generals of the Liao army. The Khitans were defeated under the impact of these two brave generals.

Weilu City was difficult to chew, so he turned to Beiping Village, but this person was even more difficult to chew. Tian Min only had 5,000 troops, did not defend and counterattack, and took the initiative to attack! He defeated most of the Khitan cavalry with a few infantry. But he was not satisfied, so he took these thousands of infantry and rushed into the Khitan army at night, almost capturing Song Zhenzong's younger brother, the Khitan Emperor alive.

This is the real Song army.

I had to turn several of the front teeth after gnawing, so I had to turn them again and go to Baozhou. Is this person easy to get gnawed? Yang Liulang!

Yang Liulang did not allow Yang Liulang to fight. The vanguard army rushed to Baozhou and was attacked by a rain of arrows in a dense forest. They had to dismount, dismount or shoot, killing many people. The Khitans had to retreat. Since it was such a huge army of vanguards, there were at least five or six thousand people. But how many people were there in the Song army that actually shot arrows? Ten people! Only ten scouts led by Sun Mi, a junior school under Yang Liulang.

The Khitans were all stunned when they heard the truth. It was better to give in. I was afraid they could not even chew on this. So they fought with the Song general Gao Jixun in Caochengchuan. Gao Jixun asked Jia Zong to set up an ambush under Hanguang Ridge. But if you set up an ambush, the Khitans might not go in. It doesn't matter. They will kill them with their people. They are brave and unstoppable. They drove the Khitans to Hanguang Ridge like sheep, and killed more than 10,000 Khitan soldiers in this battle.

But later, Emperor Zhenzong of Song and a group of civil officials asked the commander Wang Chao to set up a military formation, thinking that they all had the skills of Zhao Kuangyin. As a result, more than 100,000 people did not fight and set up a formation, allowing the Khitans to take advantage of the mobility of the cavalry to detour into the Central Plains and under the city of Chanyuan.

After listening, I heard the origins of the two great Han dynasties. They were retired soldiers and were forced to come to the capital to make a living.

He respects these warriors Zheng Lang from the bottom of his heart.

After the gun dance was over, the older soldier came to everyone with a tray to beg for reward.

Zheng Lang took out an inch of broken silver from his arms, weighing about three taels and threw it into a tray.

Brother Bing was stunned.

"It's okay, the country is peaceful and homeless, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. You have your contributions." The Song Dynasty was too kind to civil officials, but too harsh to military officials. This was his inner thoughts. After saying that, he saw everyone staring at him. There were too many people in the capital who knew him at this time, so hurry up and froze. He got on the ox cart and planned to return to the inn.

As soon as he arrived at the turn of the street, five big men rushed up fiercely. One of them was flexible and punched him in the face, which made Zheng Lang's eyes appear.

Who beat me up?

In just a blink of an eye, Zheng Lang responded. Five big men came in full force. They were children, two beautiful girls, and one old Song, how could they be able to fight? And it was possible that even Xing'er and the others could be dragged into the water and be beaten up. Before the second punch came up, they jumped from the ox cart and ran wildly towards the two soldiers just now.

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Chapter completed!