Qin Emperor

With Silvio's assurance, Ye Yinzhu's mission in this trip is now completely completed, and the support of the two empires of Landias and Milan has established the foundation of the jihad. As for another powerful orc clan, Ye Yinzhu didn't even plan to go, there was Zi there. What else can he worry about?

Silvio smiled: "Yin Zhu. Didn't you just say you want to test the Ruiqin? I see. It's better to be here. I also want to see how you conduct the test. The best thing is to let this kid Take a loss. He is so smart, I have nothing to do with him, although I know you do n’t have time to teach him. But this kid really likes Guqin. "

Ye Yinzhu smiled and nodded. Tao: "The first priority is to learn music. The second is hard work, no talent. Even hard work is in vain. As long as Prince Ruiqin does have a good at Guqin, then I will definitely accept him as an apprentice.

Silvio gave Ye Yinzhu a deep look, and his eyes showed a profound light. High-pitched voice: "Xiang Luan, come with Ruiqin."

Xiang Luan walked with the ocean and Sura holding Ruiqin.

Ye Yinzhu was a little surprised to find that his two wives looked at Ruiqin's eyes a little bit more spoiled at the moment, and obviously liked the child very much. To know. He and the three children of Ocean and Suradi can be said to be geniuses. Being able to let the two wives take their eyes, this prince Ruiqin must excel in others.

Xiang Luan placed Ruiqin on the ground, and Prince Ruiqin walked in front of Ye Yinzhu without any cowardice, shouting respectfully: "Teacher."

Ye Yinzhu smiled slightly. Tao: "It's too early to call my teacher. I haven't started the test yet."

Ruiqin raised his head,

Looking at Ye Yinzhu, who is taller than himself,

The eyes are full of confidence,

"Teacher. I will definitely pass your test."

Although it will be a long time before the jihad begins. But Ye Yinzhu can never be idle. He did not delay the time and said, "Then let's start now."

While talking, Ye Yinzhu walked to a table and sat down, his hands shining. An Guqin has appeared on the table case out of thin air.

This is a short table, and Ye Yin sits cross-legged in the back. Just stared at the standing Ruiqin. It can also let Ruiqin see the Guqin on a short table.

The moment Ye Yinzhu put his hands on the strings of the Guqin, he immediately became focused, although his current piano art can be said that no one can outshine him in this world. But the focus on Guqin will never change.

Elegant and noble, Ye Yinzhu's temperament is not as gentle as before. But there was a little more than everyone around, except Prince Ruiqin, feeling familiar.

Ye Yinzhu watched the Guqin under his palm. There was a special brilliance in his eyes. Dao: "Prince Ruiqin. This violin is named Dasheng's last sound. It is 38 inches long by seven points, shoulders six inches by two points, tail width four inches by one point, and the thickest one inch by six points. The bottom thickness is three points by three points. This Guqin has a rounded head with a narrow tail and a narrow arc for the neck and waist. The surface of the piano is thick and semi-elliptical. The neck and waist are rounded. The body is painted black. The chestnut shell color is removed from the paint. And part of the gray tires of antlers. Hair size and size. Snake belly with fine cow hair broken lines, gold micro. Wavy bottom with wavy fine lines broken. Round dragon pond. Two inches in diameter seven inches. Flat round wind swamp. Three inches in length five minutes, Two-eighths wide. The face is made of tung wood. The color is yellow pine, straight and dense. The outer side of the small string is at least slightly stitched from Yueshan, and the sound is slightly raised. The rosewood Yuewei. The production is delicate and exquisite. Slightly sloped. Fitted with a pair of sapphire feet. The feet are carved with sunflower petals and are made into six-pointed pointed bases. "

Ruiqin looked at Ye Yinzhu, the light in his eyes changed from wisdom to perseverance, when his eyes fell on Dasheng Yiyin. When listening to Ye Yinzhu's narration, the whole person seemed indulged in it.

Ye Yinzhu's voice fell. Ruiqin couldn't help saying, "Good piano.

Ye Yinzhu smiled lightly. "You know it is a good piano?"

Prince Ruiqin nodded. Tao: "Because I like the piano. I have read some classics about the piano. The Dasheng's legacy piano, the tree of Yiyang, the material of the empty mulberry, the wind and the autumn moon. The crane dances the Yaotai, among the Guqin. It ’s the Guqin which is the most even street. It is suitable for soft and gentle music. Teacher, am I right? ”

Ye Yinzhu raised his head in surprise, glanced at Prince Ruiqin, and nodded slowly. Dao: "You said it's a good place. However, Da Sheng Yi Yin Qin also has its shortcomings, that is, this piano has no soul. Because it is too even street, even if you want to inject the soul of the piano into it, you can't do it. Therefore. A piece of ancient piano. Since you have read some ancient books of Guqin. I do n’t need to test you on the knowledge of Guqin. I will play a piece of music below. You should watch carefully and listen carefully. Feel it. "

"Yes." Ruiqin nodded respectfully and agreed.

Ye Yinzhu gently stroked the strings with both hands ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ His soul and emotion have been integrated into the Guqin in an instant. Although it has not started playing. But this great saint legacy piano seems to exude a dazzling brilliance as a whole. The same ancient piano, placed in the hands of different people, produces absolutely different effects.

A low voice echoed, and the sound of Jian Jiansong echoed. Under the concentration of Ye Yinzhudi, this Guqin actually resonated.

Flicking the strings, Ye Yinzhu rolled out his hands with his hands, like the clouds and water flowing on the seven strings, but strangely, each string trembles clearly in his playing, but there is no trace of the sound. .

Ye Yinzhu played very seriously and was extremely attentive, as if all his earth power was poured into the performance at this time.

Can a piano music without sound be called a piano music? Everyone present is a smart person, but no one can see what Ye Yinzhu is doing at this time. Or what he wants to do. The only change that can be seen is that the Great Sacred Violin becomes brighter and brighter under his eight fingers, and each string trembles like a beating elf.

Ruiqin watched Ye Yinzhu's movements attentively. The small body does not fluctuate halfway. I was n’t surprised because there was no sound, but I looked closely, as if I was afraid of missing details.