According to legend, King Wen added one string, and King Wu added another string. This combination of Wen and Wu, one Yin and one Yang, made today's seven-string guqin. "

Yin Yang Five Elements...

Chen Chong muttered to himself, always feeling that the answer was in front of him, but it was blocked by a layer of membrane, and he couldn't break through it no matter what.

While he was thinking hard, he heard Qu Yang say again: "The inner force is stored in the dantian of the sea of ​​qi, travels through the meridians and spreads all over the bones, where does the real qi come from?"

Hearing these words, Chen Chong's scalp went numb, as if everything was clear.

Where does true energy come from... naturally it comes from the viscera!

Those with seven strings are happy, angry, worried, thoughtful, sad, fearful, and frightened.Qin player, love also.

"Anger hurts the liver, happiness hurts the heart, sadness hurts the lungs, thinking hurts the spleen, fear hurts the kidneys"

"This song was composed by Brother Liu and I. Together, we are both over a hundred years old, and you are alone."

Chapter 217 057. Wash Your Hands With the Golden Basin

Chen Chong is a person with a strong ability to act. Now that he has made up his mind, he will of course go all out.

So, in the next few hours, he put all his energy into the study of rhythm, and even temporarily put down the exercises to heal his injuries.

Of course, this is also because he knows that exercises can heal injuries, but they can't do much.

Instead of wasting energy doing useless work, it is better to spend time asking Qu Yang for advice.

The threshold for learning Guqin is extremely high. There are more than [-] kinds of left and right fingerings, and double fingerings together.

If you count all kinds of symbols expressing timbre, speed, and rhythm, there are nearly [-] kinds of content that need to be memorized.

But if you want to learn to read and write music, you have to memorize nearly [-] runes and the fingerings corresponding to the runes.

Memorizing so much content is no less than learning a new language. You must know that in daily life, there are only a few thousand Chinese characters commonly used in writing.

With such a high difficulty, it's no wonder that most people can't afford this musical instrument.

Fortunately, Chen Chong's memory is not bad.

While Qu Yang was writing, he memorized. When Qu Yang finished speaking, he memorized almost everything, without even a single omission.

His performance was noticed by Qu Yang, who was shocked and taught even more vigorously.

Worried that it would be difficult to see each other again in the future, Qu Yang lost the idea of ​​cherishing himself and taking steps step by step from the shallower to the deeper.

In short, like beans poured out of a bamboo tube, he took out all the things he knew, wishing to stuff them all into Chen Chong's mind.

Chen Chong accepted all the orders. Although many of the contents were temporarily unknown, he never refused.

His idea is very simple, now put all of them in his mind, he can not ask for a deep understanding for the time being, and he will slowly confirm it later.

As the daylight gradually slanted westward, this combination of teaching and learning stopped temporarily, because the second quarter of Shenshi was the auspicious time for Liu Zhengfeng to wash his hands in the golden basin.

When the banquet in Shunfeng Hall was quietly withdrawn, incense tables, sacrifices, and banners were also set up on the pier.

Liu Zhengfeng was dressed in Taoist robes and a Dongpo scarf on his head. He looked like a loose man in the Jianghu. Surrounded by many guests who watched the ceremony, he walked towards the Wulong Wharf.

There were quite a few people following him, but there were not many people beside him. There was only one man in official uniform walking side by side with him.

This man is lean, with a thick mustache on his upper lip and a goatee under his chin, which makes him look very dignified.

The two walked arm in arm, chatting, laughing and envious of others, judging from the patch on the person's chest, it must be Mr. Zhou and Zhou, the magistrate of Fuzhou prefecture known as "Mr. Chifeng".

When the two came to the pier, they found that many people had gathered on the Wulong pier before they knew it.

The eyes of the common people are discerning, and they know exactly who treats them well and who treats them badly.

During Liu Zhengfeng's leadership of the Shunfeng Hall, he did things with kindness and power, and clearly defined rewards and punishments. He never bullied others or exploited the gang members, so he held a very high status in the hearts of the gang members.

Today he washed his hands in a golden basin, there are rumors that he will leave this place, and from now on he will go boating in the rivers and floating on the ocean, and maybe he will never see each other again in the future.

Therefore, countless boatmen and gang members who benefited from Liu Zhengfeng rushed to the pier spontaneously, wanting to meet the old gang leader for the last time.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Zhou was filled with emotions, and suddenly felt that Liu Zhengfeng's move was inappropriate.

Then he persuaded: "Brother Liu, look at these pairs of eyes, they all want you to stay! Why do you insist on going your own way and wash your hands in such a wasteful golden basin?"

"Fourteen times."

Liu Zhengfeng smiled helplessly: "Zhou Weng, this is already the 14th time you said No. [-]."

He let out a long breath and pointed to the big river in the distance: "Brother Chifeng, look at this river—"

Mr. Zhou looked along his fingers, a little confused, so he asked, "What's wrong with this river?"

Liu Zhengfeng sighed: "When you were not in Fuqing County, it flowed like this, and it is still the same after decades, but my beard is already white."

Master Zhou nodded slightly: "The dead are like husbands, and they will never give up day and night."

Liu Zhengfeng smiled, patted Mr. Zhou on the arm and said, "It's because of this that I have to wash my hands."

He squinted his eyes, his face showing memories, but he said half-truth: "When I was young, I used to run a boat with the seniors in the gang, and I also went to see Forou and Masong countries in Nanyang.

I couldn't eat well, sleep well, and there was wind and sun, rain and waves on the boat. At that time, I just felt very bitter, and wished that I would never be escorted to the boat again.

Decades have passed, but I began to miss those years, the feeling of cutting through the waves and crossing the ocean, maybe I am getting old! "

Hearing these words, Master Zhou also sighed, and finally stopped persuading him.

He just smiled wryly and said: "Since brother Liu has this obsession, I don't want to say more, but I hope that brother will not forget the old man."

"Big brother."

Vice Hall Master Tian leaned forward and reminded in a low voice: "The auspicious time has come."

Liu Zhengfeng nodded, excused himself to Mr. Zhou, and walked towards the incense case.

And Chen Chong also stood on the deck, staring at the familiar scene in front of him, looking forward to Zuo Lengchan's appearance.

Seeing him start to walk forward, people on both sides suddenly began to squeeze forward, and countless people stretched their necks and waved their hands in greeting.

"Master!"

This is a newcomer in the gang...

"Third Master!"

This is helping the elderly...,

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