Dialogue between ancient and modern: I create programs, national treasures have spirits

Chapter 187 What is the name of this song
There are many famous songs in ancient and modern China and abroad.

And those who have been lost are unknown.

This time, when Yi Ze saw Zeng Houyi's bell chime, he would naturally use the power of the system to present to the world one by one those famous songs that were famous all over the world and praised by the world.

As the so-called inheritance of the sage's unique knowledge, it will bring peace to all generations.

Juxue is not only Confucianism, but also music that can shake people's hearts.

At this moment, in the picture, Yi Ze agreed to what Zeng Hou Yi Chime Bell said.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and with the help of the system, he showed him the wonderful music that has been passed down for thousands of years.

With a wave of his hand, there seems to be a river of stars, and time jumps at Yi Ze's fingertips.

The astonishing power, even if it is borrowed, is also shocking.

Time: Warring States period.

Location: The Royal Capital of South Korea.

Today, the wind is sunny, and the warm sun shines on the body, making it slightly itchy.

But it's more about comfort, and that laziness.

Today, the King of Han traveled to the capital to inspect the people's situation to show his understanding.

When crossing the side street, you can see the spectators lined up on the road in front of you from a distance, and the horses and cows stop listening, and there are melodious music, floating over intermittently.

Seeing this situation, the King of Han was very interested, so he summoned guards and said, "Go ahead and see what happened?"

The guard took orders and returned soon after, and replied: "Your Majesty, there is a strange man in front of him. His face is extremely ugly, but his piano skills are superb. Many people have already stopped to watch. Do you want to expel him?"

"There is such a thing!"

The king of Han's eyes flashed brightly, with an expression of interest on his face, he waved his hands, and said, "This trip has yielded a lot, and since the common people are here to watch, go back to the palace. That strange man invites you to the palace, I want to hear how superb this man's piano skills are!"

Soon, Qiren was invited into the palace to play for King Han.

Above the court, when the king of Han saw this person, he was indeed a strange person, as the guards said, with a rather ugly and strange face.

His face was dark, haggard, his hair was disheveled, his mouth was toothless, and his expression was terrifying. Ordinary people would probably be shocked when they saw it.

Now the king of Han was even more curious. Such an ugly person could be liked by the common people. It can be seen that his qin skills are superb and he is by no means an idle person. He immediately asked his name: "I will ask you, what is your surname? Who is the teacher?"

The strange man showed an extremely ugly smile, and with a hoarse voice, he replied: "Your Majesty, I am a commoner in the mountains, without a name and surname. I have been a homeless orphan since I was a child. As for the succession..."

He paused, and said again: "When Xiaomin was wandering in the mountains and forests, he met an immortal by chance and learned piano skills from him. He has only just become a teacher now."

"Oh, so it is."

King Han was very interested, and sighed: "It turns out that there is such an opportunity, which is really enviable. In this case, I will show all your piano skills. If you can please everyone, you will be inexhaustible in glory and wealth!"

The strange man thanked him and said, "Your Majesty, please appreciate it."

After speaking, the strange man returned to his seat and played the piano with his hands. The sound of the piano was very pleasant.

The king of Han was fascinated by hearing it, and only felt the sound of fairy music in his ears.

Listening to the sound of the piano, the audience couldn't help sighing again and again.

"Sure enough, it is a good piano skill. With this skill, you don't have to worry about not being full when you travel all over the world. It will definitely be regarded as a guest of honor by the nobles of all vassal states."

"It's really like the flow of fairy music, refreshing the heart and mind one by one. It's very wonderful."

"I don't understand the piano, but I feel the harmony and beauty of the world in the sound of the piano."

"Someone once told me that the beautiful sound of the piano can heal people's hearts. Now that I think about it, what I said really makes sense."

Marquis Yi of Zeng was also fascinated by the chime bells. As a person who studies music theory deeply, he is even more thorough about the subtle emotional connotations contained in music.

At the end of the song, Zeng Hou Yi chimed the bell and said with emotion: "There are such strange people in the world who can master the piano skills to perfection, but the old man listens to his music, hiding deep sorrow and hatred. People have to have stories."

Hearing this, Yi Ze nodded and explained: "This man's name is Nie Zheng. His father forged a sword for the King of Han at that time. However, he failed to succeed after the deadline. His father was killed by the King of Han. Nie Zheng was not yet born at that time. Nie Zheng was not born yet. When the political leader grew up, he asked him where his mother and father were."

After taking a breath, Yi Ze continued: "Nie Zheng's mother told Nie Zheng what had happened. Nie Zheng wanted to assassinate the King of Han, but unfortunately failed. Later, he went to Mount Tai to learn piano skills with an immortal, and it will take seven years!"

"What a bloody man."

A girl sighed like this, but still had doubts: "Then why is this person so ugly?"

Yi Ze explained after hearing the words: "Because Nie Zheng was afraid of harming his family, he painted his body and swallowed charcoal to change his voice. Later, when he met his wife, she was recognized because of her teeth. It took three years before I left the mountain and entered Handu."

"At this moment, he must be very close to success."

When all the girls heard this, their faces showed shock.

The audience also felt their scalps go numb, calling out ruthless people.

"If you are cruel to yourself, you can be cruel to the enemy. This is really a wolf!"

"With such ability, why worry about the failure of major events?"

"The four great assassins in ancient times were Zhu Zhiguang who assassinated King Liao of Wu, Yu Rangxingzhi Zhao Xiangzi, Jing Ke who assassinated the King of Qin, and Nie Zheng who assassinated Han Xiang Xia Ti!"

"Hey, why is what Yi Ze said different from what I know?"

"It's a question of versions. There are many versions of these ancient stories. Who knows the real history."

"This chapter focuses on music, not assassins. Keep reading."

At this moment, in the picture, the song ended, and King Han couldn't help but clapped his hands.

"It's really strange. I have never heard such beautiful music. What is the name of this music?"

"Return to the king, this song has no name, I dedicated it to the king, and I hope the king will give it a name."

"Haha, my dear love is really my heart!"

Han Wang was overjoyed, he stroked his beard, his eyes were filled with pride, he thought for a while, but before he thought of a good name, he shook his head for a while, and said: "It's such a wonderful song, I have to think more about it, don't make a hasty decision. "

"It's all up to the king to decide."

There was no expression on Nie Zheng's damaged face, but at this moment, a few insignificant killing intent flashed in his bright eyes, and he said: "Your Majesty, the violin in Xiaomin's hand is also a gift from an immortal. Can I take a look at it?"

"Oh, quickly present it for everyone to see!"

The King of Han had already relaxed his guard, and hurriedly asked the guards to present Nie Zheng's qin, and looked at it carefully. He saw that the qin was scorched black all over, and there was really nothing delicate about it. See how beautiful it is."

"Your Majesty, please don't worry. Can you let the common people come and point it out for Your Majesty?"

Nie Zheng secretly laughed in his heart. This harp was just made in the countryside. To have such a sound was already the pinnacle of Nie Zheng's skills. Naturally, he couldn't see what was so brilliant about the harp.

It's ridiculous that King Han thought there was something clever about this zither, but when he heard that it was a gift from an immortal, he became so impatient.

When King Han heard this, he thought about it for a while, looked at Nie Zheng a few times, and finally made up his mind: "Since that's the case, I would like to ask Ai Qing to come forward and point out to the widow what is so clever about this qin given by the immortal! "

"promise!"

Nie Zheng walked forward slowly, and the guards searched him again before letting him go.

Coming in front of the King of Han, Nie Zheng touched the strings of the qin with his hands, fiddled lightly, lowered his head, and said softly, "Please look carefully, Your Majesty, this..."

The voice became softer and quieter. After being searched by the guards, King Han's guard was greatly reduced. In order to hear clearly what Nie Zheng said, he lowered his head and listened carefully.

In an instant, Nie Zheng's fingers quickly moved away to the end of the piano, and with a click and a pull, a bright dagger was in his hand.

King Han was shocked and was about to scream when he saw Nie Zheng with a ferocious smile on his face. He grabbed King Han's clothes with his left hand and stabbed out a sword with his right hand, directly piercing King Han's heart. Hot blood spurted out instantly, killing him. Nie Zheng poured water on his face.

"you you……"

King Han felt the rapid loss of his life and was terrified in his heart. Feeling powerless all over his body, he watched helplessly as Nie Zheng drew out his short sword and took his life away.

"Ho...ho..."

At this moment, King Han was like a fish short of water in a mud puddle, with a sense of suffocation and regret welling up in his heart, and a few unwilling hooting sounds came out of his throat, and then there was no more sound.

A group of guards were startled and terrified, King Han died right in front of them, and they couldn't get rid of their ties, they glared at each other immediately, rushed forward with sharp swords in their hands, and wanted to tear Nie Zheng's body to pieces.

Seeing this, Nie Zheng didn't panic at all. After killing several people, he peeled off his face and cut off his body, so that no one could recognize them for a while.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Hou Yi Chime Zhong couldn't help but sigh: "This man's bravery is really frightening. It's a pity that his piano skills have been lost since then. Girls, did you remember it just now?"

"take note of it."

And the audience is also very excited.

"Killing is nothing more than nodding your head, Nie Zheng is so decisive!"

"Yeah, kill as soon as you say, without any hesitation at all."

"In order not to hurt his family, Nie Zheng completely destroyed his face. If it wasn't for his sister, I'm afraid no one would know that this strange person who assassinated King Han was Nie Zheng."

"Brother Zhong Zhong Sister Lie, this is the romance of the Warring States Period, a scholar dies for his confidant!"

"This kind of spirit has been gone for a long time, and now it seems that it is still a bit stupid."

"We can't do it, but we can't stop the admiration in our hearts. This is bloody. When everyone gets angry, blood splatters five steps!"

The audience was talking a lot, some applauding, some despising, some incomprehensible...

But Zenghou Yi chimed the bells still not satisfied, and said: "Although this song is wonderful, but the meaning of sorrow in it is too much. Although it can be called high-quality, but in terms of artistic conception, it is ultimately inferior."

Yi Ze was not surprised when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "This song has not been fully completed, so there is a sense of sadness. Later generations compose a song based on Nie Zheng's assassination of the King of Han. Seniors, please correct me!"

"There is still this matter."

The chime bells made by Marquis Yi of Zeng are full of anticipation, and the music played by Nie Zheng is enough to shock the ears of ordinary people, but for professionals like Marquis Yi of Zeng, the mournful meaning in it is undoubtedly a failure .

It's a low-level vehicle, so it's hard to get into the elegant hall.

The audience knew what Yi Ze said as soon as they heard it.

"Is Ji Kang going to appear?"

"Nie Zheng assassinated the King of Han, and Ji Kang's "Guangling San" is famous all over the world."

"Isn't "Guangling San" lost? How did Yi Ze know the song?"

"There is still a part left over, but who knows what piece Ji Kang played?"

Turning the picture at Yi Ze's fingertips, I can only see the bleak autumn wind blowing in the picture, and the sky feels a little gray.

Under the gray sky is a execution ground.

The person to be executed today is the world-famous celebrity—Ji Kang!
Ji Kang was in a dark officialdom and an inexplicably dirty court because he was dissatisfied with those things that had been handed down for a long time.He was deeply disgusted by the smoky and deceitful officialdom, so he lived in seclusion in the mountains and rivers outside Luoyang City, where he made a living by blacksmithing. On weekdays, he interacted with Ruan Ji and others, and they went about their business together.

However, because it is not Tang Wu but thin Zhou Confucianism, the more famous it is, the more natural it is, which deeply hurt the vitals of the ruling class.

A world-famous celebrity despises the classics of saints and hates officialdom. If it goes on for a long time, if someone follows his example, wouldn't it endanger his rule?

In order to strengthen the ideological control of the world, and also for the so-called "rectification of the people's customs and clearing the way of the king", Ji Kang was killed in the name of righteousness.

On the execution ground, there was a roaring sound.

Because Ji Kang is famous all over the world, he is one of the best celebrities in the world, so there are not a few admirers.

On the day of the execution, three thousand Taixue students went to the execution ground and petitioned the imperial court to pardon Ji Kang and worship him as their teacher.

When Sima Zhao knew about this, he was greatly shocked. He became even more determined to kill Ji Kang, and refused all the Tai students' requests without hesitation!
At this moment, it was on the execution ground, thousands of people came to bid farewell to Ji Kang.

The scene is magnificent.

Such a scene is undoubtedly a great provocation to the ruler.

However, Sima Zhao did not dare to force too much on such a big scene, which included three thousand Tai students.

The aristocratic families are intricately intertwined, and among the three thousand Tai students, many of them come from prominent families, and even Sima Zhao feels a great headache.

It is naturally impossible to release him, but it is still possible to satisfy Ji Kang's little wish before his death.

Facing the people who came, Ji Kang only asked for a piano.

Sima Zhao readily agreed, a small request is satisfied.

With the qin here, Ji Kang held his head high, with a smile on his face, showing no signs of depression.

It seems that death is just a cloud.

The sound of the piano fluttered over the wide execution ground.

The sound of the clang, like a river, constantly floats into everyone's heart.

For a moment, the execution ground was quiet, and everyone was listening to this song quietly.

Even those who did not get along with Ji Kang had to admit at this moment that Ji Kang's piano skills and sound were indeed breathtaking.

At the end of the song, everyone was reluctant to part with it.

Zeng Houyi chimed the bell and asked eagerly, "What's the name of this song?"

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