Chivalry Cultivation System

Chapter 243
The green bamboo man said: "Yes, aunt!" He walked a few steps into the house, then turned around and asked you to wait.

Xiao Xiaomo nodded in response.

Xiao Xiaomo turned around and asked in a low voice: "How old is this Green Bamboo Man?"

Master Yi said: "Seventy years old, almost eighty!"

Mrs. Yi murmured in a low voice: "An eighty-year-old man actually has an aunt, this old woman is probably not more than 100 years old?"

"More than 100 years old? I'm afraid ten years should be removed? Ren Yingying is eighteen or nineteen years old at best. But today he appears as a mother-in-law. It seems that my seniority may be lowered."

Xiao Xiaomo was secretly worried.

Only a low voice from a woman was heard.

His voice was very low, probably because he was afraid that we would recognize him.

Green Bamboo Man said: "Auntie, please take a look, this piano score is a bit weird."

The woman hummed again, the piano sounded, tuned the strings, paused for a while, as if replacing the broken strings, adjusted the strings again, and started playing.

At the beginning, the playing was the same as that of the Green Bamboo Weng, but later it turned higher and higher, and the qin rhyme was as dangerous as a rock, and it turned up effortlessly.

This song is sometimes impassioned, sometimes gentle and elegant, Xiao Xiaomo understands the theory of music deeply, but feels that although the tune played by this mother-in-law is the same as that played by Qu Yang, the meaning is quite different.

The melody played by this mother-in-law is calm and upright, making people feel the beauty of the music, but without the blood-boiling excitement of Qu Yang's music.After playing for a long time, the rhythm of the qin gradually slowed down, as if the music could not keep going away, it was like the player who played the qin walked tens of feet away, and then walked several miles away, so subtle that it can hardly be heard anymore.

When the sound of the zither seemed to stop, one or two very low and thin sounds of the flute sounded beside the sound of the zither.

The sound of the flute is round and round, and the sound of the flute gradually sounds, just like a flute player who is blowing and slowly approaching. , although extremely low and thin, each syllable is still clearly audible.

Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumping in the bass, clear and short, one after another, the number of sounds gradually increases, first like the splash of a singing spring, and then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are full of flowers, and there are interstitial birds, singing and me, gradually The birds are gone, and the spring flowers are falling, but the sound of the rain is heard, and there is a scene of desolation and death. The drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, and finally everything is silent.

The sound of the flute paused for a long time, and the three of them woke up like a dream.

Master Yi seemed to be in despair.

Mrs. Yi sighed, admiring her heartfeltly, and said: "I admire, I admire! Hero Xiao, may I ask what song is this?"

Xiao Xiaomo said: "This is called "Song of the Swordsman". This mother-in-law is really amazing. It's rare that she is proficient in all qin and flute."

Mrs. Yi said: "The composition of this piece is certainly marvelous, but it can only be played with the skill of this mother-in-law. It's the first time I've heard such a beautiful piece of music."

Before he finished speaking, three clanging piano sounds came from the house. The mother-in-law's voice was very low. It seemed that she could vaguely hear her saying: "With the piano and flute ensemble, where in the world can I find this person?" ?well!"

Xiao Xiaomo secretly said: "And me?"

Green Bamboo Man stepped out, handed the music score to Xiao Xiaomo, and said loudly: "Young Master Xiao, this is indeed the piano score and the flute score. My aunt and I played it just now, so take it back!"

Xiao Xiaomo didn't pick it up immediately, but turned his head to Master Yi and said sincerely: "Senior Yi, thank you for bringing me here today to hear such a fairy song. It is a great misfortune that your son has been separated for many years. I am here Here I promise you that I will find your son and return it to you in my lifetime, in order to repay the kindness of leading the way today."

Say this sentence categorically, with a firm tone, sincere and unusual, without any pretentiousness.

Master Yi and his wife immediately bowed and knelt down on the ground, saying words of thanks and kowtowing continuously.

Xiao Xiaomo hastily helped the two of them up, and comforted them again, before the couple said their goodbyes with gratitude and left.

The Green Bamboo Man nodded, and said again: "The music recorded in this music score is rare in the world. It is a sacred object and should not fall into the hands of ordinary people. You don't know how to play it, so don't learn it by force, otherwise it will be of no benefit to you. Loss."

Xiao Xiaomo said: "Seeing you today, the old senior and mother-in-law's piano skill and flute sound made this junior suddenly enlightened. I decided to learn the rhythm and melody from the old senior and mother-in-law from today, and I must be able to play this song in my lifetime. This Guqin , it should be regarded as a gift from the younger generation!"

After saying this, with a plop, he released his left hand, and the rusty stylus was inserted into the soil, three points into the soil.

He ignored Green Bamboo Man's surprised expression, he untied the Guqin that he got in lottery from his back, and handed it to Green Bamboo Man without hesitation.

Green Bamboo Man took the guqin, untied the silk wrapping it, held the body of the qin with his left hand, and flicked the strings with his right fingers, which immediately made a "clang" sound.

Short and clear, the timbre is extremely pleasant!
The green bamboo man was shocked and said: "This is an ancient famous piano, which is rare in the world. It is really a divine object. We meet each other by accident. I am worried that my aunt will not accept it. I am afraid it is not appropriate!"

Xiao Xiaomo said very sincerely: "As the saying goes, a sword matches a hero, and a treasure matches an expert! This guqin is given to a master like my mother-in-law. It complements each other, so what's wrong? What's more, the younger generation has been obsessed with qin for half his life, and his skills seem to have reached a bottleneck. , if you rely on self-cultivation without the guidance of a famous teacher, I am afraid it will be difficult to make any progress. Today, I am lucky enough to meet an expert like my mother-in-law. If I get some guidance from my mother-in-law, Xiao will have no regrets even if she is shattered to pieces by her mother-in-law, let alone Is it a guqin?"

Secretly said: "Although my piano skills have certain attainments, not to mention that I am far different from Liu Zhengfeng Quyang, even compared with Ren Yingying, I am afraid that the light of the firefly cannot compete with the sun and the moon! It is necessary to ask Ren Yingying for help!"

Ren Yingying's deep voice came from inside the house again: "Since Young Master Xiao is so kind, so loyal to music, and out of comradeship, then I will accept the guqin. If you come here from now on, I will definitely devote my whole life to playing the piano." I'll teach you until you learn it. It's getting late today, so you can start learning from tomorrow."

Xiao Xiaomo respectfully replied yes, and seeing the green bamboo man nodding meaningfully at himself with a half-smile, he excitedly ran in holding the guqin.

If it were Linghu Chong himself, I'm afraid he wouldn't even understand Lu Zhuweng's excited mood at the moment!

Xiao Xiaomo, who is familiar with the plot, naturally understands it very well.

That is the joy of a matchmaker who is about to make a man and a woman fall in love!
I think that although the green bamboo man is not as senior as Ren Yingying, it is not an exaggeration to be Ren Yingying's grandfather at that age!
What's more, the two of them have been dependent on each other for many years. I'm afraid in Lu Zhuweng's heart——

(End of this chapter)