Guqin becomes a beauty

The auction has already started, and this time Ling Xingwei sat with Rong Zun.

He wanted to tell Rong Zun to see if there was anyone he liked, but when he tilted his head, he saw him fiddling with his cell phone, entering cell phone numbers one by one.On his lap, there were seven or eight business cards.

Ling Xingwei: "..."

The man took several deep breaths, endured and endured, and then stretched out his elbow to poke him, "Concentrate, let's start."

Rong Zun quickly put away his business card and sat up obediently.

The ones in front were a few old antiques. Rong Zun listened to the rustling sound of raising signs around him, and then saw the young man sitting next to him, who had not moved since he came in, with a stern face, staring blankly at the stage. Looking at the things, his heart softened.

Ling Xing didn't feel his body being touched lightly, and then saw the smell of fragrance sticking to him, Rong Zun's warm voice whispered in his ear: "If you like it, go grab it with them, don't worry ,I have money."

The corner of Ling Xingwei's mouth twitched several times, but he couldn't hold it back. He couldn't hold back his laughter and looked at him with gentle eyes. His voice was low and sexy, "What money do you have? The current popular currencies are queen's head, president's head and old man's head. You have only worked for less than half a year, how much salary have you saved?"

Rong Zun frowned, a little dissatisfied, "Can't I change it? Why are people so rigid now, why don't I take some samples out of the Qiankun bag and ask the staff over there."

Ling Xing didn't think that any thing in Rong Zun's bag was more valuable than the antiques above, so he hurriedly stopped, "No, I don't like these."

Rong Zun was relieved, and nodded, "You still have discernment, just that woodcarving just now, I used to not even use that kind of inferior leftover material to make a small wooden horse for my piano."

Ling Xingwei leaned back in the chair and didn't look at him, but he couldn't help but smile.

At the end of the auction, the staff set out the wooden shelf, and carefully lifted out a rectangular object illuminated with cloth.

Seeing that Ling Xing hadn't sat up a little, Rong Zun's expression became serious, and he realized, "Is it Jiuxiao Huanpei?"

Ling Xingwei nodded, "Let's take a look at the situation in a while. This violin has been in private collections before. After the old man passed away, his family donated him."

Although the items that participated in the auction were all kept secret, everyone here had more or less heard about this important event through various channels, and there were many whispers on the scene at this time.

The cloth was pulled off, and the purple lacquered guqin was exposed in front of everyone.The surface of the qin is made of parasol, and the base of fir. There are many traces of lacquer repair on the body of the qin, and there are small snake belly broken lines.

This piano was used in the succession ceremony of Tang Xuanzong's third son, and has always been known as "Dingding Tangwu" and "Xianpin".

After the host finished the introduction, he said regretfully: "Unfortunately, this Jiuxiao Huanpei can no longer be played, it can only be used for collection."

Many people who love the piano sighed. A white-haired old man stood up with the help of his assistant. Immediately, someone came to the stage to negotiate, and the host immediately said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Lin wants to try the piano himself. Now, maybe we are lucky enough to hear the Nine Heavens Ring ring ringing in the old Lin's hand!"

Ling Xingwei was also invited to the stage, the old man said something to him first, and then sat in front of the piano.

"That's Mr. Lin Xu, the No. 1 guqin today." Jiang Qing moved behind Rong Zun at some point and introduced.

"What's so troublesome, let your minister try it yourself." Rong Zun recognized that it was the old man who almost couldn't get off the stage after speaking for more than two hours during the day. Although he admired his spirit, he also felt that it was too uncomfortable. Take care of your body a little bit.

"Minister?!" Jiang Qing opened her mouth wide, "Minister can play the piano?"

"Yes."

"That's impossible... Before you came, although the minister was very concerned about Guqin and had a good understanding of Guqin culture, he had never played the Guqin himself!"

"Not only can he play, he's also a master." Rong Zun said firmly.Then, ignoring Jiang Qing's appearance of ruining the three views, she cast her eyes on the stage.

Mr. Lin had carefully checked the protection of the piano body before he put his hand on it and plucked the string lightly—it was dumb.

Just like an ordinary rope, there is no sound except vibration.

The audience held their breath and waited.

Unwilling to give up, the old man changed various methods and tried all the strings, but none of them could make a sound.

In the end, the old man had no choice but to show a look of disappointment, and announced to everyone in an old voice: "I can no longer play the Nine Heavens Ring..."

Everyone present sighed.Guqin that has lost its playing value needs to re-evaluate its auction price.

"What a pity..." Jiang Qing also sighed.

Rong Zun frowned.He saw that Ling Xingwei didn't make any more attempts, but calmly began to let the old man go down carefully.

Everyone seemed to have decided that the piano would no longer be able to make any sound.

Only then did he straighten up, his eyes following Ling Xingwei's figure, and finally, the host re-announced that the auction had officially started——

"Let me try."

Suddenly, a warm and clear voice came.The staff on the stage all turned their heads, Ling Xing didn't lower his head, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Sir, I know how you feel, but the piano is indeed no longer able to play, it is better to protect it as little as possible." Elder Lin also stopped in his tracks and said to him patiently.

Rong Zun didn't look at him, but looked at Ling Xingwei.

Ling Xingwei raised his jaw slightly, and beckoned to the staff, "Let him come up."

Elder Lin showed a hint of surprise, and turned around, "Minister Ling..."

Ling Xing didn't show him a reassuring gesture.He looked around the audience coldly, and the noise gradually subsided.

"Come on." He said to Rong Zun.

Rong Zun gave him a dark look, expressing his disdain for his behavior of not doing anything by himself and waiting for someone else to come.

But he still came to the front of the piano, looking softly at the repaired surface of the piano, as if looking at a wronged child.

Under everyone's gaze, Rong Zun gently placed his fingers on the strings, and hooked them very deftly, and the piano made a warm, firm and loose sound.

Everyone was shocked!

Although the sound was not loud, it did indeed come out!Elder Lin even pushed his assistant away, and walked back to Rong Zun tremblingly.

There was a moment of amazement in Rong Zun's eyes, and he praised him in a low voice, "Good boy."

He sat in front of the piano elegantly, and a piano piece that no one here had heard flowed out from his fingertips.

"Let me go, please let me go." The well-dressed blond boy looked even more handsome. While apologizing to the crowd who had gathered in front of him for no reason, he tightly pulled a tall man in a black suit. Behind him, there was another little girl who was squeezed and staggered.

"It's weird, although we came a bit late, there shouldn't be so many people." Jin Jing muttered in a low voice.

"Stinky boy... slow down!" The little girl who followed finally squeezed over, seeing Jin Jing holding the big man's hand tightly, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she muttered, "I don't know who is your cousin ..."

"My friend came to this kind of place for the first time, and it would be bad if he got lost." Jin Jing turned her head and said something, in exchange for her cousin to roll her eyes.

Just when he was about to continue to squeeze forward, the big man suddenly stopped moving.

"Achun, what's wrong?"

"It's my lord." Chunlei said quietly.

"What? You said it was Boss Rong who played the piano?!" Jin Jing was taken aback, wondering why Boss Rong came here, but he remembered that he brought Chun Lei here to find his younger brother, and asked hurriedly, "Then Boss Rong played the Nine Heavens Ring Pei?"

Chunlei's resolute face softened slowly, and he looked at him with a smile, "It's him."

Feeling dazzled, Jin Jing looked away hastily, and said falteringly: "Well, that's good. I'll take a picture for you later..."

From the corner of the eye, seeing that person was still looking at him tenderly and intently, Jin Jing’s heart beat faster for some reason, and she was so ashamed that she grabbed his wrist and walked out covertly, “Just find it, it’s so hot here Dead! Come back later!"

……

Ling Xingwei looked deeply at the person playing the piano.For a long time, I haven't seen him playing the piano so well.

In the past, every time the Guqin God played the piano, the heavens and the earth would sing in harmony, and the phoenix would be in harmony. The ancient gods from thousands of miles away would follow the sound and would not disturb him, just to stand there quietly and listen to the music.

Countless spiritual beasts whose cultivation level was only one step away, transformed into shapes after hearing this, leaned over and bowed devoutly in the direction of Penglai.

But that person was wayward and lazy, once the God of War stood outside the mansion with a thousand-year-old wine and begged him to play "The Song of Battle" before going out for an expedition. For three days and three nights, that person didn't even open the door.

But even so, in Ling Xingwei's memory, this person has never been stingy with the music of the piano, from enlightening his mind to transforming his body, to the lullaby that he couldn't fall asleep when he was a child.

For him, Qin Shen's piano music is a normal memory in the past.

It was also the voice he... missed so much during the thousand years of his departure.

In fact, even if he went down the mountain in anger, he didn't go far.But as long as he thought of the man who was happily getting along with Nie Zheng on the mountain day and night, he felt a scorching anger.

After finally sending off Cheng Lian, another Nie Zheng came.

Even if the lifespan of human beings is limited, there is no guarantee that Nie Zheng will have Han Zheng, Zhao Zheng, Shen Zheng...

He knew that Rong Zun was afraid of being alone, especially after Fuxi and Nuwa were gone, he would often talk about the past time.But he also thought sourly—isn't it enough to have himself?

For a lifetime, for such a long tens of thousands of years, I will be with him, isn't it enough?

But when the Heavenly Dao descended the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, Ling Xing didn't watch the dazzling thunder and lightning land in the direction of Penglai, one after another, as if he wanted to smash the whole mountain flat.All those resentment and grievances disappeared in this instant.

He roared and rushed back like crazy, but found at the foot of the mountain that he was blocked by a barrier.

"Rong Zun! You fucking break the barrier for me!" He slammed into the barrier violently, covered in blood, roaring loudly, but he was still helpless.

It's like being in two heavens, the opposite side is violently blowing, the trees are falling down and the mountains are shaking, but the wind and waves beside me are calm, not even a leaf shaking.

He just watched the nine thunderbolts strike down resolutely, and knelt down on the ground, his fingers dug deeply into the ground, turning into endless hatred and grief, his eyes were red, and he raised his eyebrows. Head, "Heaven—— Tao—!" The anger soared to the sky and turned into a loud noise.

After the thunder tribulation passed, he stood up, but another incident happened that made him tear up.

The Penglai Mountain in front of him, just like that...disappeared little by little...

Like a mirage, it disappeared...

He opened his eyes wide, his hostility receded, and he fumbled back and forth for the invisible barrier in a panic.Like a child confused about the situation, he gasped in fright, his lips trembling, "Rong, Rongrong? Don't scare me, open the door! I'm back, I won't be angry with you anymore, don't hide ..."

The enchantment in front of him disappeared, and he fell straight into the sea, and stood up thumpingly. There was only a vast ocean in front of him, and there was no towering mountain boundary anymore.

There is a fairy mountain on the sea, named Penglai.

But since then Penglai has only heard of its name, but no one can find it anymore.

Ling Xingwei let the sea water hit his body, and floated in the East China Sea without struggling.Everything was quiet, and his mind went blank, as if he was the only one left in the world.

There is nowhere to go, and the world is adrift.

……

"Minister? Minister Ling?" The host's voice brought him back to his senses in an instant, and his hands were sweating unconsciously.

He hid his emotions, raised his head, and saw Rong Zun looking at him with some concern.The breath accumulated in his chest was relieved. Fortunately, he finally returned to this person's side.

Rong Zunqin has finished playing, and the Jiuxiao Huanpei, which was sentenced to death, reproduced the thousand-year-old song in his hands, shocking the world!

Old Lin came over with tears in his eyes, and took Rong Zun's hand, "The guqin has a soul, and the sound of nature only recognizes one person! Only one person is recognized!"

The author has something to say:

The story of Jiuxiao Huanpei's "the sound of nature only recognizes one person" is true, but its Bole is the famous guqin player Mr. Li Xiangting, and it is not at the auction~