Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the nervous concierge and asked as he walked: "What's going on? What are you carrying?"
Walking out of the study, Fang Yun heard some familiar voices talking outside, including those of some old musicians who taught in Yinlong Pavilion that day.
"I don't know. I didn't look closely, but there are a lot of them," said the doorman.
Fang Yun said: "Isn't it the zither that you are carrying?"
The concierge was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "It seems to be a piano. There are too many people and they seem very excited. I took a look and was afraid that it was the enemy who hurried back. The lady is playing the piano at Mrs. Lai's house, so I can only find you."
"Well, I'll take care of it."
Fang Yun straightened his clothes and opened the door himself. Outside were the musicians from that day.
"Dear old gentlemen..."
Fang Yun bowed and greeted them, but before he could finish his words, he saw these obviously old musicians rushing over like a group of monkeys and surrounding Fang Yun at the door.
"What's up with this fingering?"
"Who wrote "Good Night"? It's amazing that he could use the left-hand fingering to such a high level!"
One old man even grabbed Fang Yun's clothes and held up a sheet of music for "Good Night" and said excitedly, "What's the meaning of these 'Three pinches', 'Back lock', and 'Finger chanting'? Who created these?"
Fang Yun knew that since he played songs like "Liang Xiao Yin", all the neighbors could hear it, and this matter could not be concealed, so he did not ask Yang Yuhuan to hide it. However, he did not expect that within a few days, groups of zither players would come. Among them was a Hanlin who was recuperating at home and had just entered the third realm of zither playing.
Fang Yun had no choice but to say, "I once got a fragment of a musical score, and later I worked out these fingerings and songs through my own deduction and arrangement. I don't know which musical master created it. It's just a very ordinary song, why are you all so excited?"
To the Holy Temple, nothing in the Holy Yuan Continent existed, and as long as Fang Yun took it out, it would definitely be considered his original work. If he pretended that it was done by someone else, it would make people suspicious.
However, the "Incomplete Qin Score" is different. He said it was a completion, and the Holy Temple would still regard him as the author, but it would be much more reasonable with the source of the incomplete piece. After all, Fang Yun's Qin skills were mediocre before.
"You are confused! This piece of music itself is indeed contrary to the style of the Ten Kingdoms. It is too soft and completely unsuitable for war music. However, this style of music is very suitable for soothing the soldiers. When encountering a war, the scholars and candidates accompanying the army have to constantly recite soothing poems to soothe the soldiers, which consumes too much talent and is not good for the war. Although there were soothing music before, they were not soft enough. Your style of "Liang Xiao Yin" is most suitable for soothing the soldiers. If it is slightly improved, it will definitely be an excellent soothing song. It only requires very little talent to cooperate with the Wenbao Qin. It can calm the soldiers!"
Another person said, "Old Zhou has been a soldier all his life, and he values practicality. I value the mood and interest in this piece. The style of the Ten Kingdoms music is too rigid. If you focus on the right hand and ignore the fingering of the left hand, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough over the years. Your left-hand fingering method has lit a bright light for the Ten Kingdoms Qin Dao!"
"Did you become enlightened because of the light from Altair and Vega?"
"Quick, let's see the remaining score!"
Fang Yun was so amused by what these old men said. He said, "Everyone, please go inside and talk. If you don't come in, I won't say a word!"
"Come on, come on! Let's go inside and talk!"
A group of elderly people surrounded Fang Yun and entered the living room. Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, they pushed Fang Yun to the seat at the top, then moved chairs over. If there were not enough chairs, they stood and surrounded Fang Yun tightly.
"You are our teacher now, no need to be restrained, speak!"
"Say it!"
Except for a few old musicians who were watching with a smile, most people were in a hurry.
Fang Yun looked around helplessly at these old zither players and said, "My dear old gentlemen! I know you have studied the zither for your entire lives, but any one of you can be famous in Yuhai Mansion, and a few of you are even famous in the entire Shengyuan Continent. With such high status, why are you so anxious! Let's talk slowly."
"Can we learn new fingerings and new music by talking slowly? Let's get down to business! Where's the incomplete score?"
All the old musicians looked at Fang Yun eagerly.
Fang Yun spread his hands and said, "The incomplete score is too incomplete. As soon as I finished reading it, it was completely shattered."
"What a shame! What a shame!"
"It's a pity that such a masterpiece can't see the light of day!"
Several veteran musicians beat their chests and stamped their feet, almost crying.
"Then write out the music score." said an old man.
"That music score is very complicated, and I can't remember many aspects of it. I'm slowly recalling it, writing down a little bit as I recall, and then slowly completing it. If you ask me to write it now, there will inevitably be various omissions." Fang Yun said.
"You..." The old musicians were speechless. Fang Yun was right. He was not a Jinshi, so he should not have a photographic memory.
Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "So, please allow me to think about it for a while. I will write down as much as I can think of and improve. If there are any parts I don't understand, I will ask for your advice. How about that?"
"This... What if you lie to us?"
An old musician immediately said unhappily: "Since Li Wenying is optimistic about Fang Yun, there must be no problem!"
"Fang Yun's character is absolutely fine. He knew that the Dragon King wanted to kill him, but he still dared to face the Dragon King at the Zhilao Poetry Meeting. Someone with such a broad mind would not lie to us."
"I guess that in this kid's eyes, the way of the saints comes first, poetry comes second, calligraphy comes third, and the way of the zither is probably only fourth. He doesn't care about it at all, and he won't hide it."
"Yep."
Fang Yun said: "Since everyone trusts me, I will take my time. Every half a month, I will either bring out the incomplete score I recalled, or bring out the perfect score and fingering I deduced. How do you think?"
The old musicians looked at each other, all suspecting that there was something else going on, but they couldn't say it directly at this time. In case they angered Fang Yun, everything would be lost. It would be better to get new music scores or fingerings every half a month.
Soon, all the old musicians looked at Pan Hanlin. Since Mr. Sanjue was not there, Pan Hanlin's attitude was the most important.
Pan Hanlin said: "No matter what, Fang Yun is willing to publish the fingering and music score, which is a great achievement. We should not be too greedy. Moreover, this piece of "Liang Xiao Yin" alone is enough for us to study for a long time. Then we can wait as Fang Zhenguo said."
"Master Pan is right. After all, the incomplete score belongs to Fang Yun. It is his business how to deal with it."
"Yes, yes, yes, Fang Banxiang, I was too impatient just now. I apologize to you."
Many veteran musicians then realized that although Fang Yun had something going on, it was also rude of them to be so eager to see the incomplete score, so they apologized one after another.
Fang Yun knew that these old musicians had no ill intentions, so he smiled and said, "Thank you for being so polite, old gentlemen. Now let me explain in detail this piece of "Good Night" and the fingerings in it?"
"Ok, Ok!"
"Don't worry, Fang Maocai. We won't take away your credit. When the time comes, you can organize this "Good Night" and the fingering method. We will guarantee and bear witness for you. When you hand it over to Jianmei Gong, it will definitely be included in the "Saintly Way". Although the way of the zither is not as good as the scriptures and poems, the value of these fingering methods and music scores together is no less than that of the country!"
“Once the complete piano score is completed, its value may be greater than that of a country,” one person said.
Fang Yun remained silent, knowing clearly in his heart that what was in the strange book world was not a "fragmented score", but the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over thousands of years in the art of zither.
After the old musicians calmed down, Fang Yun said, "Before I talk about fingering, I want to ask, why did you all suddenly come together as if you had made an appointment?"
The old zither players laughed, and one of them said, "There was a zither gathering today, originally to discuss the future of zither art, and one of my disciples mentioned the matter of "Liang Xiao Yin". His wife is a close friend of Mrs. Lai, and they live not far from your house. We asked his wife to send the music sheet to study and play it, and found that not only is the fingering novel and in line with zither art, but this "Liang Xiao Yin" itself is also a masterpiece of a master, and is extremely extraordinary. After asking you to find out where it came from, we will come together immediately. Look, many of us have come here with our zithers, ready to learn the fingering at your house."
"I see. Then I'll explain these fingerings, and I'll go get my piano." After saying this, Fang Yun went back to the study, holding the piano and coming to the living room, while Fang Daniu and the doorman were carrying the piano stand at the back.
One person asked, "Eh? Isn't this the vibrating drum? It has been around for four hundred years, so it can be collected, but it's not appropriate to use it to play. Does Fang Yun want to use it to teach?"
"Old Yao, don't you know about Fang Yun and the Cui family?"
"have no idea."
"Fang Yun was lucky and found that this Zhendan was actually 600 years old and had been infused with talent three times. So he asked Mr. Cui to infuse talent into it and got a four-layer Wenbaoqin."
Almost all the zither players looked at Fang Yun with envy. Most of them only had ordinary Wenbao zithers of the Juren or Jinshi grades. The value of Fang Yun's Zhendan zither was even higher than that of an ordinary Hanlin Wenbao zither, which made people envious.
After putting down the piano, Fang Yun began to carefully explain the fingering techniques that appeared in "Liang Xiao Yin".
After talking for just a quarter of an hour, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
Fang Yun did not stop and continued to speak, and the old musicians did not pay any attention.
The zither players here were at least scholars, and they were well versed in the art of playing the zither. Their ears were extremely sensitive and they could hear the conversations at the door. After listening to just a few sentences, they turned their heads in surprise. Fang Yun had to stop teaching and said, "Please wait a moment, everyone," and walked out in confusion.
Because everyone has heard the "Meng family", and there is a Meng family among the semi-saint families.
Fang Yun walked and looked outside the door. Standing outside the door was a polite middle-aged man in white clothes. He smiled and said, "Yes, it is the Mengsheng family of Wu State. They hope to meet Fang Yun, the guardian of the country."
The doorman turned around and saw Fang Yun coming towards him.
Fang Yun smiled as he walked over, "I'm Fang Yun. I wonder what this senior scholar can do for you?"
The scholar bowed and smiled, "Meng Linyu, a scholar from the Wu Kingdom, greets Fang Banxiang!"
"You are too polite, Mr. Jinshi. There are guests at home, so it is inconvenient to welcome you in. If you have something important to tell me, please follow me to the study." Fang Yun said.
Meng Linyu restrained his smile and said seriously: "I have come from afar to discuss something important with you."
"Please!" Fang Yun took Meng Linyu into the study.
The two sat down, and Fang Yun asked, "Excuse me, what are you doing, Brother Meng?"
"I heard that you bought a piece of fur on the Chinese Valentine's Day?" (To be continued...)