Just as Ye Chen was thinking about the path he would take in the future…
Steward Wang's voice came from outside the courtyard, interrupting his thoughts."" Little Ye, come quickly!"
"Uncle Wang, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?”Ye Chen walked up to Steward Wang and said.
"Miss Snow Maiden is not feeling well today," Steward Wang said, panting. Today, you go up and take the lead."
"Me?" Ye Chen shouted, his mouth agape.
"Hurry up and leave. I've already prepared the zither for you.”With that, Steward Wang took Ye Chen's hand and ran toward the Snow Jade Terrace.
Fei Xue Pavilion, Flying Snow Jade Flower Platform.
Ye Chen stood alone on the stage and looked at the nobles below the stage. They were all good-for-nothings. The wish in his heart became more determined.
When they saw Jordan standing on the stage, someone below the stage shouted,
"Who is that kid?"
"That's right, don't let some unknown kid brush us off. We're here to watch the snow maidens dance!!”
"That's right. We all paid to watch the snow maidens dance.”
"Who is that? Hurry up and chase this kid out.”
“……”
Ye Chen felt disgusted as he looked at the nobles who were shouting. He walked to the zither that had been prepared on the stage and sat cross-legged.
He placed his hands on the zither strings and closed his eyes. He was looking for a feeling, the feeling of being one with the zither.
When the audience saw Ye Chen sitting in front of the zither, they immediately fell silent.
Silence.
"This song is called 'Sword in the Zither.”Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes and a cold glint flashed across them.
"Clang."
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, the sound of the zither broke the silence of the space and awakened all living beings.
Ye Chen's right hand pressed on the zither string while his left hand formed an orchid hand gesture. His palm was in the air, and his middle and middle fingers were facing each other. His index and middle fingers were at the same height, and his little finger was slightly higher. His palm was facing inward to produce a joint force.
Ye Chen's hand began to relax. His upper arm led his lower arm and wrist through a series of movements. Through subtle sensations, his strength was concentrated on his fingers. At the same time, when Ye Chen's wrist relaxed, his hand produced a small movement, similar to a small fish wagging its tail.
Ye Chen left some fingernails on his left hand but not his right. The sound of the zither that was played by the " half flesh and half armor " did not have a trace of chaos, dullness, or dryness.
The north wind is turbulent on the bank of Yi River
The snow is cold and bleak
A night's song, a fleeting sigh
Striking the blue waves, the face is pale
The sky sings to the moon at night
Playing the zither and striking the building, don't talk about the bitterness and shortness that haven't returned
The light rain is light and sad, and my heart trembles in fear. The wind and flowers are dyed
Who held the sword in the past? The cicadas in the cold were far away
Her white hand gently plucked the broken string, and life and death were handed over to a joke
Still obsessed, who will break the fleeting years
Meeting a pot of turbid wine
Who stole the years
The sound of the zither is leisurely, the small building is empty, and I look back
The water flows without rest
Big dreams become worries in three lives
Falling leaves know autumn, who will guard the wine to drown the sorrow
Cyan Shirt Oath With Sword
Love is deep, fate is shallow
Lovesickness is hard to cut, love is pulling
Floating clouds, idle days
Chisu, Hua Nian, Broken Sword
The sea has turned into mulberry fields
Break the sky, break the string, cut off the delusions
Forget the prosperity, who remembers?
With a graceful bearing, we'll go to the end of the world together
Alone under the setting sun
Disperse the sand in your fingers
Too many luxuries to make a home
My heart is dull and mute, and I hear the sound of the flute, and I look at the snowflakes with emotion
The world is full of love, secretly worried about it
The Yi River is frozen, the prosperity is like a dream, but it has become empty
When we met back then, we said goodbye in vain, and we hated each other.
Night rain with the wind, no harm drinking a glass of wine to light the city
The clouds are deep, don't be angry and silent/The lonely clouds are cold in the courtyard
The sword in the zither, the fairy in the wine
Rumors linger for a thousand years
The sound of the zither was gentle and continuous, like a mountain spring winding from a secluded valley, flowing slowly and circling around the beams.
Ye Chen played the song "Sword in the Guqin". Everyone below the stage had a feeling that it was a beautiful painting and a life like a song. It was the feeling of turning into a spirit, refining the void, and ascending to immortality.
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
After a long time, the audience woke up from the sound of the zither. As the word "good" fell through, applause sounded from the audience.
The applause was so loud that the entire Fei Xue Pavilion shook.
"This is a song, so soul-stirring.”
"There is a sword in the zither, and a sound in the sword. What a good 'Sword in the Zither.'"
"That's right. He's one with the zither and sword. He's indeed the number one zither master in Yan Country.”
"Who is that young man? Why haven't I heard any rumors about him before?”
In the small courtyard on the east side of Fei Xue Pavilion.
A figure with snow-white hair and skin as fair as jade sat in front of a bronze mirror. Looking through the mirror, one could see clear and bright pupils, curved eyebrows, and long eyelashes that were slightly trembling. Her fair and flawless skin was slightly pink, and her thin lips were as delicate as rose petals.
She was as beautiful as a snow lotus that was naturally carved in the mountains, as if she could reach out her hand. However, her extraordinary temperament was often only seen from afar and not blasphemed.
The woman's lips moved slightly and she said,""Hong 'er, why is it so noisy outside?”
Her voice was as crisp as a silver bell, lingering in the ears.
A pure and cute maid walked in from outside the door and said respectfully,"Sister Huixue, I heard that a young zither player from our Fei Xue Pavilion played and sang his own song, Sword in the Zither. It shocked everyone. Everyone said that he was the number one zither player in Yan Country. Besides…"
"The young zither player who just arrived?" The snow maiden pondered for a moment before saying,"And what?"
"And that young zither player lives in the small courtyard next to ours.”Hong Er said.
"Oh, what's his name?" the snow maiden said with interest.
"Hmm…I heard he's called Ye Chen." Hong Er pondered for a moment and said.
" Ye Chen…" the snow maiden muttered as she looked at the bronze mirror.
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