Feng Qingyan looked at the motionless mountain temple, looked up at the night sky, and whispered: "It's probably not the time yet..."
At this time, he threw the burial mountain order to Jiuge and said, "Jiuge will send me back."
Jiuge happily accepted the burial order.
When Feng Qingyan returned to the wooden house, although it was already past midnight, he did not go to rest, but continued to read classics and history.
When he was tired of studying, he took out the snowflakes and looked at them. In the blink of an eye, he felt refreshed and amazed again. This snowflakes not only made humanistic thoughts surge, but also eliminated fatigue to a certain extent and made him feel refreshed.
The person's spirit recovers.
"Jiu Ge, don't worry about the temple. Maybe it will be fine after I open the Wen Palace."
When it was getting dark, Feng Qingyan put down his books and said that although this was something that even a saint would find difficult to do, he wanted to try it.
Jiu Ge had no choice but to agree.
After a while, Feng Qingyan washed up and went to the morning hall.
During this period of time, he has accelerated the study of "Ya Jing" and memorized 90% of the commonly used words. Now he is studying "The Book of Songs" with Mr. An. Even An Xiu was amazed by his learning ability, so
Speeded up the teaching progress.
…
Afternoon.
Zhou Chang came to the wooden house.
"Brother Feng is still studying hard?" Zhou Chang said with some surprise, "The college entrance examination will be in a few days, so you should relax."
Feng Qingyan smiled bitterly.
He would like to relax for a few days and prepare himself for the college's entrance exam in the best possible condition. However, with his current situation, is there any chance to relax?
If you don't seize the time and study hard, your chances of entering the academy will be extremely slim.
"An eighth-grade qin player has come to the academy. He is discussing Taoism and meeting friends with the qin in the bamboo building on the south bank. Brother Feng, can you come with me?" Zhou Chang said, "It is rare to see an eighth-grade qin player. Brother Feng, can you come with me?"
Don’t miss it. In fact, you can benefit a lot from listening to the music played by an eighth-fret qin player, and it is very helpful for self-cultivation.”
Feng Qingyan thought of his hands that trembled when he heard the sound of the piano. Now he had the opportunity to explore it. He pondered for a while and said, "Brother Zhou has invited me, so why not go?"
"good."
Zhou Chang laughed.
The two took a carriage to the south bank.
Soon we arrived in front of a large bamboo building on the south bank, and many students were already gathered under the bamboo building.
Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are the arts of a gentleman. They are sought after by many scholars and have a high status in the world. All the students couldn't help but rejoiced when they heard that the eighth-grade qin master who arrived yesterday was discussing Taoism with qin in the bamboo house and meeting friends with qin.
Come, you won't miss it.
Even the poor disciples who were studying hard came.
In front of the bamboo house.
A pair of slim girls in white stood smiling and stopped the students who were about to rush upstairs.
The piano is an elegant thing.
Listening to the piano is even more elegant.
Although qin players use the qin to make friends and find close friends, and qin friends from all over the world can come, they do not accept people who are not familiar with the music.
This girl in white stands in front of the door to stop people who don't understand the music.
"Excuse me, what are the processes involved in making a lyre?" The girl in white on the left asked the student at the front with a smile.
The student thought hard when he heard it, and finally he could only shake his head and leave.
At this time, a noble disciple with extraordinary temperament stepped forward and said with a smile: "It has to go through several steps such as material selection, shape, groove, harp, gray tire, grinding, polishing, fixing the emblem, setting the foot, winding, and adjusting the tone.
Regarding the process, I wonder if I’m right?”
"Please go upstairs." The girl in white said.
The student bowed slightly, turned around and looked at everyone with pride, then walked up to the bamboo tower.
Under the questioning of the girl in white, most of the students left disappointed, while only a few students went upstairs happily.
However, the behavior of blocking people from taking exams has also caused dissatisfaction among some students.
"Huh, isn't it just an eighth-grade piano player? What's so great about it? I will also be an eighth-grade piano player in the future." Some students were angry in their hearts, but said with disdain on their faces.
When Zhou Chang and Feng Qingyan arrived, the two girls in white couldn't help but their eyes lit up.
After meeting so many students, only these two can compare with the young master. Especially the man in white, who seems to be better than the young master because he is free from the secular world.
The girl on the left bowed slightly and said, "Excuse me, sir, what are the nine virtues of the sound of the piano?"
"The nine virtues of Qinyin are that they are strange, ancient, transparent, smooth, quiet, even, round, clear and fragrant." Zhou Chang said with a smile, naturally he would not be stumped by such a simple question.
"Please sir, please come upstairs," the girl said.
Zhou Chang did not go upstairs immediately, but stood aside and waited for Feng Qingyan.
"Excuse me, sir, what does the lyre with a round surface and a flat bottom symbolize?" The girl said with a smile, some afraid to look at Feng Qingyan. Although they had the confidence to look directly at Feng Qingyan in front of other students, or even look coldly, but standing in front of Feng Qingyan,
But I can't feel any confidence.
"The round sky and the square place are the heaven and the earth." Feng Qingyan answered.
"Please sir, please be careful when going upstairs and pay attention to the steps."
The girl in white didn't dare to be direct and said worriedly.
At this time, the students behind became a little commotion because the two questions asked by Zhou Chang and Feng Qingyan were too simple.
Moreover, they are treated completely differently.
"Little lady, this is unfair!"
Some students were indignant and said, "Why are these two people so simple?"
This has been echoed by many students, because these two questions are too simple, and anyone who knows the lyre will know it.
Unfortunately, the two girls ignored him and continued to question him.
"Hmph, my servants judge people by their appearance. It seems that my master is not much better." Some students fluttered their sleeves and left, "It's okay not to listen to such unfair piano music!"
When the two girls heard this, their faces paled slightly, and then they asked some simple questions.
Feng Qingyan and Zhou Chang boarded the bamboo tower and saw many students, about seven or eight, kneeling in the bamboo tower.
The building is filled with incense and the room is filled with fragrance.
Behind the piano table in the north, a cold and arrogant young man in white is sitting on his knees.
In the bamboo building, every time someone walked in, the cold and arrogant young man in white nodded. When the two girls in white went upstairs and closed the door, they bowed slightly to everyone.
When the quiet and plain sound of the piano sounds.
Feng Qingyan's hands couldn't help but tremble again.
He retracted his hands in his wide sleeves and tried to control them while observing the others, who were not in this situation...
This should be a problem with your own hands.
Except for Feng Qingyan, who was a little distracted, everyone was so mesmerized by the music that they closed their eyes and listened to the music.
The young man playing Qin accidentally glanced away and frowned slightly.
After a long time has passed, all the talents will wake up.
"Fang Wang, I have met you all."
At this time, the young man in white stood up to greet everyone, and everyone also stood up to greet everyone.
"It turns out that he is the genius of Qin Dao in Yanyu Prefecture, Fang Wang, Fang Wuwai." When a student heard the name of the young man in white, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "I didn't expect that Brother Fang would also come to the academy. It's really a gathering of talents from all over the world."
"How dare you make everyone laugh."
Fang Wang said politely, looked Feng Qingyan up and down, and said, "I saw that Brother Feng was absent-minded just now, but the sound of Wang's piano was wrong? Please enlighten me."
Everyone couldn't help but look at Feng Qingyan in surprise.
The sound of the piano is wrong and right, how can they not hear it...