Chapter 15 Fourth, Mr. Fang

In the early morning of this day, walking on the bluestone all the way, covered with green shadows on both shoulders, lit by the gorgeous morning light like broken gold all over the ground, Sima Yi climbed straight up to the forest on the top of Linglong Valley with his hands behind his back.Niu Jin, carrying a pair of books on his back, followed behind him unhurriedly. After reaching the top of the mountain forest, Sima Yi stood on a huge rock and looked around. He saw the red sun in the sky, the clouds glowing, the green grass and trees in all directions, and the beautiful mountains and rivers. The meaning of liveliness washes away in my chest and lungs.He couldn't help himself, raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, like a dragon chanting to the heavens, clear and rising above the clouds, and the lingering sounds were transmitted far away along the wind, lingering among the forests, springs, mountains and rivers, and it will last for a long time.

After Qingyin finished, he was so excited that he suddenly pulled out the three-foot green spear from his waist, jumped up, and danced in the air!But seeing the sword light is like a rainbow, it is agile and agile in mid-air, it spreads out like a colorful rain of flowers, which is dazzling, and when it gathers, it looks like a phoenix soaring into the nine heavens, which is amazing.There was a loud clang, and the light of the sword poured down to the ground, and it was fixed in a single moment——Sima Yi stood holding the sword, standing on the rock with a jade tree facing the wind, truly elegant and extraordinary.

"Young master is good at swordsmanship!" Niu Jin could see it clearly from one side. Although he himself possessed martial arts skills, he couldn't help but praise Sima Yi's sharpness at this moment, "Young master is worthy of being a genius with both civil and military skills! Niu Jin I am very impressed here!" Sima Yi put his sword back into its sheath, adjusted his breath for a moment, then turned around, and said to Niu Jin indifferently: "My Sima family was originally from a general family. Before that, the great ancestor Sima Ying founded the Yin Kingdom with martial arts, and later our ancestor Sima Jun With his general talent, he shocked the Western Qiang, so he couldn’t be like that pedantic scholar who blindly emphasizes literary talent and ignores martial arts, and just be a weak scholar who doesn’t work hard and can’t resist the invaders! My father once said: “If the body is not healthy, it is not enough to bear the burden.” If you are not strong, you will not be able to go far. Only those who are physically fit and strong will be able to bear weight and go far.” Your elder brother Niu Heng often sees it in our house: my father will exercise half an hour every morning. I have been persevering in martial arts for decades. To tell you the truth, my son is still far behind my father in terms of perseverance!"

Niu Jin nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and sighed: "Young Master is fortunate to be born in such a noble family that emphasizes both civil and martial arts, so he has received all kinds of brilliant and rigorous training and teaching since he was a child, and he will definitely become a great weapon in the future. Niu can only be a servant wielding knives and sticks and guarding the courtyard in this life? Niu Jin really envies you!" "Brother Niu's words are wrong! There is an old saying: 'Emperors and generals, would you rather have kindness?' You must not take yourself lightly." Sima Yi was very disapproving of his words, shaking his head slightly and said, "You have an extraordinary body. How can martial arts be compared with that of Sima Zhongda? My son dances sword every day in the morning, just to strengthen his body. Brother Niu Xian is superb in martial arts. If he meets the Ming Lord in the future, he will surely become a champion of the three armies. Will! You must not underestimate yourself."

After hearing this, Niu Jin just smiled, and replied casually: "Thank you, my lord, for your praise of Niu. If Niu can become a general who can win the three armies, unless you become a general who holds military power!" As he spoke, he opened the book collection, took out a classic and presented it to Sima Yi - he knew that Sima Yi usually recited the classics after finishing his morning sword dance practice. Sima Yi took the volume of classics, saw that it was the original, and immediately recited without opening it: "There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun. The size of Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; It is a bird, and its name is Peng. The back of Peng does not know how many thousands of miles it is; when it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky..."

His voice was impassioned and full of vigor, and every word and every word was like a stone hitting water, resounding far above the rocks, as if resonating with all things in the world.And Sima Yi himself was intoxicated by the sound of singing and couldn't control himself for a long time. After chanting, the passion in Sima Yi's chest was finally exhausted. Then he slowly turned around and gestured to Niu Jinwei, ready to go down the mountain to find a quiet place to study the classics of military strategy. At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came: "In Linglong Valley, on Qifeng Rock, Sima Jun danced with his sword in the sky, pierced the clouds with a howl, chanted and cracked rocks, and his vigor and majesty are beyond words--I can hear it with my heart Endless discount!"

Sima Yi recognized that the voice belonged to his new classmate Fang Ying, and hurriedly turned his head to see that he was wearing a Chinese shirt, looking at him under the shade of a tree in the distance with his schoolboy who was called "Lin Qiaoer". Standing here with a smile. "Oh! Brother Yu was screaming and chanting here just now, which made Fang Xian laugh." When Sima Yi saw Fang Ying, his heart beat for some reason, and his face was filled with shame. He hurried down Qifeng Rock and faced Fang Ying. The two went up to meet him, "Brother Fang Xian also has the pleasure to climb this mountain to see the scenery and recite poems? Brother Yu is willing to listen to you." Fang Ying just looked at him, with a faint smile on her cheeks, her eyes rippling like flowing water, and she glanced at him for a while. Lianzhuan moved away without answering.The little bookboy Lin Qiao'er beside him smiled lightly and said: "My young master is gentle and quiet by nature, and never likes to chant. However, he plays the qin very well."

"Qiaoer! What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Ying turned around like a jade willow following the wind, and scolded Lin Qiaoer.Lin Qiaoer grinned, stuck out her tongue, and stepped aside. "It turns out that Brother Fang Xian is a master of the art of the qin and zither!" Sima Yi heard it clearly, and couldn't help showing joy, and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, please let Brother Fang Xian play a piece of music to wash away the dust of Brother Fool— -how?" Fang Ying couldn't refuse, she scolded Lin Qiaoer for a while, she had no choice but to agree.As soon as he flicked his clothes, he sat down on the clean grass under the shade of the trees.Lin Qiaoer giggled, put down the long leather pouch on her back, and slowly opened it, only to see a crystal and exquisite green jade guqin in sight.Upon closer inspection, one can see that the qin is exquisitely carved, with pine-grained silver strings and green light, it is really extraordinary.

"Good qin!" Sima Yi glanced at the green jade qin, looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help sighing in surprise, "If brother Yu is not mistaken, it is probably the green pine yaoqin handed down from the Zhou Dynasty." "Mr. Sima has good eyesight!" Lin Qiaoer heard this, and said with a smile, "My master bought this green pine yaoqin from someone else for three million baht." At this time, Fang Ying was silent, staring at her eyes for a while, as if she was thinking about what song to play, and finally raised her eyebrows, and if she realized something, she placed the green pine yaoqin on her knees and held it with her hands. Tap lightly on the strings.But listening to the sound of "bo", it was like the sound of rocks breaking through water, clear and exciting, and pleasant to the ear.Sima Yi couldn't help but blurted out praise again: "Good sound quality!" As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ying stroked the strings with both hands, and plucked the strings with her slender fingers, and a stream of clear and bright piano sounds flowed out: at first, it was flat and slow , like the gurgling of a clear brook; in the end, it would be like drops of water, intermittently and continuously, and the sound seemed to knock on Sima Yi's tranquil and peaceful state of mind following the sound of the piano, naturally creating a sound of nature. The sound gave off a sense of ethereal elegance.

In the end, when Dan Wenzheng rang out, all sounds fell silent, and the audience was silent.Sima Yi was so intoxicated, as if he was swimming in this graceful and unsurpassed qin rhyme, aftertaste for a long time, never wanting to return.Fang Ying still sat on the piano, looked up at him sideways, smiled and said nothing. "Wonderful! Wonderful!" After a long while, Sima Yi finally came back from the immersion, stroked his palms, and sighed, "The qin music played by Brother Ying can be called a heavenly sound. Refreshing, refreshing, endless aftertaste!" Fang Ying listened, smiled lightly, lifted the green pine yaoqin lightly with her hand, took a deep look at Sima Yi, and said softly: "Fang has heard for a long time that Sima Jun came from a family of poetry, calligraphy, etiquette and music, and he must be good at it." The art of the qin and the harp is amazing. Please also ask Sima Jun to play a piece, so that Fang can enjoy it..."

Sima Yi's face turned red, he waved his hands hastily, shyly shy away and said, "Brother Ying laughed at me: brother Yu is really not good at the rhythm of silk and bamboo, how dare he make a fool of himself in front of you?" "Mr. Sima's words are a bit false. You can even recognize rare and ancient relics such as green pine and Yaoqin—but you still say that you are not good at learning the rhythm of silk and bamboo?" Lin Qiaoer listened to it, and groaned Laughed, "This excuse you made up can't fool people!" "Qiaoer, don't talk nonsense." Fang Ying scolded Lin Qiaoer, turned to look at Sima Yi, frowned slightly, her face changed suddenly, and her smile was faint, "Sima Jun, Fang knows what you mean Yes. You come from a famous family, and you have always valued literature, morality and martial arts—Writing is the world, eloquence and tactics; Is it because Mr. Sima regards the flute and harmony as the work of an actor and disdains to learn it?" "Where, where..." The red cloud on Sima Yi's face seemed to be a little thicker, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Ying, this is too much. It is said in "Xunzi": "A gentleman uses a bell to drum up his ambition, and a qin to play music." Heart.' Brother Ying's clear and upright tone, the music of benevolence and harmony, is what a gentleman of great elegance does. Brother Yu is willing to learn the skills of rhythm from Brother Ying while reading the scriptures and enlightening the Tao!" After hearing Sima Yi's sincere words, Fang Ying couldn't help pondering for a moment.He gently put down the green pine yaoqin, stood up, walked slowly beside Sima Yi, looked at the layers of pine waves under Qifengyan, and said leisurely: "Sima Jun, Fang made a mistake just now, please forgive me. Alas... In today's world, wars and disasters are about to arise, and the world is no longer governed by singing and dancing. Although Fang has the unique knowledge of qin and zither, I am afraid that in this troubled world, it is just a vain appearance. But Sima Jun With the world in mind, and never forgetting to help the world and the people as the foundation, this is what a strange man and a great husband do! Just because of this, Fang actually respects you very much. Without you and other brothers' hard work and hard work, what would you do? Come, let me wait for the people of ritual and music to dance happily in the peaceful and prosperous age?" Sima Yi heard these words clearly by his side, and his heart was full of emotions: Fang Ying usually looked and behaved like an iceman, and she seemed to have a coldness that refused to be thousands of miles away. Reading is also sitting alone, not looking aside, rarely interacting with classmates, appearing to be aloof - but I didn't expect that there is such a deep and hot feeling in his chest, it is really not to be underestimated!Thinking of this, his closeness and admiration for Fang Ying suddenly deepened in his heart, and he said slowly: "Brother Ying treats people with a cold face and a warm heart. If Brother Yu used to be contemptuous, I hope Brother Ying doesn't care." After hearing what he said, Fang Ying turned her eyes quickly, Yingying stared at him quietly for a long while, then she covered her mouth and smiled: "Brother Sima is so cautious in his words and deeds, it's a bit too clingy." Why have you ever looked down upon me? I’m afraid I, Fang, was a little arrogant before, which made you laugh.” Without waiting for Sima Yi to say anything else, he took a two-foot stick carved from mutton fat jade from his waist. Chang Xiao, handed it to Sima Yi, and said politely: "It's rare to have a bosom friend in life. Brother Sima can also be called Fang's bosom friend. Well, since you have the heart to learn the skills of playing qin and flute, Fang Mou took this white jade Xiao is a gift to you, when you have free time, you and I can exchange ideas." Sima Yi took the white jade flute, and for some reason, he was faintly excited, as if he had obtained some top-quality treasure, and he could only thank Fang Ying endlessly. Niu Jin, who had been watching this scene with cold eyes, felt a little bit puzzled in his heart.He knew that Sima Yi's qin, se and flute skills have always been the best among all the brothers in the family. He played the guqin and flute a few times in ancestral temple fairs in Xiaojingli, which made the neighbors all admire him. Listening mesmerizingly!But when he met Fang Ying today, why did he blindly hide his clumsiness and self-effacing, and finally wanted to learn how to play the flute from Fang Ying? Just when he was puzzled, he raised his eyes and saw Sima Yi and Fang Ying walking forward side by side, talking and laughing happily. He had never seen that kind of gluey enthusiasm. What kind of flute did he learn from Fang Ying!It's obviously a different way to get intimate with that Mr. Fang!