Chapter 608: Willing to Serve the Qin for a Gentleman
in a blink.
It has been more than ten days since Feng Qingyan arrived in Qincheng.
Three days later, on August 18th, it will be Qinjun’s celebration.
At this time, many qin players and even literati from all over the world came to participate in the celebration of Ziya Qin as the Qin Lord. When Qingyan was granted the title of Qin Lord by the Jin Dynasty, and when the Jin Dynasty was granted the title of Qin Lord, the entire East China Sea was as quiet as a mirror.
The incident also spread quickly throughout the world.
News about canonization.
The news will always spread around the world as soon as possible.
In fact, the position of Lord Qin is nothing compared to the position of Xusheng.
It's just a small thing that makes a big difference.
However, when he was conferred the title of Lord of Qin, the entire East China Sea was as quiet as a mirror, but the world was shocked to the point of confusion.
In fact, coastal areas all over the world can also feel the "quietness" of the East China Sea.
It's just not as quiet as a mirror in Qincheng.
And in the hanging cliff under Qin City, there is a story about the "Prince Changqin" hidden among the Qin players. At this time, not to mention Qin City, Lai State, and even the literati of Qi and Lu, there were already
What I heard...
But the piano players outside of Lai were dubious.
After all, only Feng Sheng felt it.
Who knows whether it is true or false?
This is just a partial statement about canonization.
As for the "real" holy sound that appears again and again, since the players outside Qin City cannot hear it, they naturally think it is exaggerated.
However, the players in Qin City basically believe in the existence of Prince Changqin.
I just can't imagine a fifty-stringed piano.
Feng Qingyan is no exception.
At this time, he had already touched three strings. If we calculated it as fifty strings, it would still be too far off.
I don’t know when I will be able to feel fifty strings.
"Qingyan, the Grand Palace Master has invited you and is in the back garden."
Zi Yaqin came up and said.
Feng Qingyan nodded and walked towards the palace and came to the back garden.
However, he did not see the figure of the Grand Palace Master. Instead, he saw a young girl with affectionate eyes approaching him, saluting him and saying, "Dong Gong Lan has met the gentleman."
"The girl is so polite."
Feng Qingyan returned the gift and said: "Qingyan came at the invitation of the Grand Palace Master. Does the girl know where the Grand Palace Master is?"
"My father-in-law left in a hurry just now. I asked Lan to receive the gentleman. I hope you will forgive me."
Dong Gonglan said apologetically.
"In this case, Qing Yan will wait until the Grand Palace Master comes back before accepting the appointment and saying goodbye."
Feng Qingyan bowed and walked out of the back garden.
"Jun..."
Dong Gonglan wanted to shout but stopped.
The Grand Palace Master, who was hiding on one side, sighed and walked out, saying: "Feng Sheng is leaving in a hurry, but Xiaolan is neglecting him?"
Feng Qingyan stopped and said, "It's not that the girl is being negligent."
"It's good that Xiaolan didn't neglect it. I'd like to be canonized." The Grand Palace Master walked quickly and sat down on a stone table in the garden. Then he turned around and said, "Xiaolan has some tea."
"Gentleman, wait a moment."
Dong Gonglan nodded and went to serve tea himself.
"I wonder why the Grand Palace Master is looking for Qingyan?"
Feng Qingyan came over and sat down and said.
"I have nothing to do. I just want to ask the prince about Changqin. I wonder if there has been any progress in the past few days of canonization?" the Grand Palace Master said casually. After all, he just wanted to create opportunities for Xiaolan.
Who would have thought that Feng Sheng had no intention of doing this at all.
After Dong Gong Lan served tea, the two chatted casually, while Dong Gong Lan served tea on one side, but her eyes never left Feng Qingyan.
The admiration in those eyes was not even concealed.
Feng Qingyan was not a fool. He felt it naturally but acted as if he didn't see it. The Grand Palace Master was also involved in Dong Gonglan's body...
After chatting like this for half an hour, Feng Qingyan said goodbye and left.
"Xiaolan, you'd better give up."
The Grand Palace Master shook his head and said.
"Prince Father, how can Xiaolan die if his heart is full?" Dong Gonglan said with a faint smile, "If Xiaolan had not tried to love, Xiaolan would have regretted it for the rest of his life."
"But being a saint is not the best husband."
The Grand Palace Master frowned deeply.
"The prince is not Xiaolan, so how do you know that the gentleman is not Xiaolan's best husband?" Dong Gonglan shook his head and said, with Feng Qingyan's shadow in his mind.
Lingering.
Feng Qingyan came out of the palace and went directly to the rolling East China Sea, where he sat in the air and watched the Qin City. Through the notes produced by his fingertips, he once again "saw" the strings in the darkness and felt the truth hidden in the strings...
…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Feng Qingyan walked back from the East China Sea and came to the Qintai of Qinyin Palace and Jiude Palace to participate in Ziyaqin’s Qinjun celebration.
When he attained the status of Qin Lord, Qin Lord and Qin King also proposed to hold a Qin Lord celebration together.
But Feng Qingyan refused.
However, precisely because of Feng Qingyan's existence, there were many more literati in this celebration. In fact, there were also literati from Shaoqi and Lu, all of whom came for Feng Qingyan.
Qin Jun's celebration lasted for three days.
However, the most important celebration is on the first day.
Many Qin players or literati left Qin City in a hurry after the first day of the celebration.
A few days after Qin Jun’s celebration.
Feng Qingyan also said goodbye.
Although Ziyaqin and other Qin Lords, as well as the Grand Palace Master and other Qin Kings, tried their best to persuade him to stay and wanted to be a saint and stay in Qin City for a longer time.
But Feng Qingyan has made up his mind.
But before leaving, he decided to give Qint City a gift, which was the "real" holy music. Before leaving, he sat cross-legged on the rolling waves and started playing in the void.
Each “real” holy sound comes through time and space.
When the "real" holy voice sounds.
The souls of all the piano players vibrated and resonated with the "real" piano sounds.
In the shock, the soul seemed to have been reborn and sublimated...
Many piano players were shocked.
These "real" sacred sounds contain power they cannot imagine, and they seem to be able to inspire the soul.
In other words, open the soul.
When Feng Qingyan carried the qin and left, the qin players in Qin City were still intoxicated by the "real" sacred sound, and their souls were still in turmoil.
It seems to be breaking free from invisible constraints.
"Your Majesty, are you going back to the academy?"
Qing Mang said a little doubtfully.
If you are going back to the academy, why not go back with Mu Yu, Helian Shan and other students?
"No, go to the Holy City of Books."
Seal Qingyan Road.
The ox cart quickly drove out of Qincheng and headed towards Qi State.
At this moment, figures one after another rose into the sky from Qin City and chased after Feng Qingyan in a hurry. They were none other than the Qin Lord, Qin King and others from Qin City.
They are here to deliver canonization.
"Congratulations on your canonization."
"Congratulations on your canonization."
No matter it is Qin Jun or Qin King, they all bow respectfully.
Because after the "real" piano sounds continued to sound, one by one the piano players in Qin City broke through, and even Qin Jun also realized something.
Very helpful.
Feng Qingyan did not look back.
But when his ox cart was driving out of Laiguo, there was an ox cart waiting for him on the roadside.
"Lan, I have met a gentleman."
Dong Gonglan stepped out of the bullock cart and saluted.
"Miss Lan, please come back."
Feng Qingyan did not lift the car curtain, but said calmly.
"Lan, I am willing to play the piano for a gentleman."
Donggonglan Road.
"No need."
The ox cart did not stop, but passed directly over Dong Gonglan's ox cart and headed towards the Holy City of Books.