The next day.
Xia Hou returned with an unfamiliar man. The man had a long item wrapped in a dragon-patterned cloth on his back.
"And this is?" Kong Wenjun looked at the man in confusion.
" This is the chief guard of the manor," Xia Hou introduced." He has specially come to deliver the Jiu Xiao Huan Pei that His Highness gave you."”
Kong Wenjun was slightly taken aback, and then he thanked him seriously. He did not expect that King Zhennan would send someone to deliver the zither first. He was not afraid that his poem would not be to his liking. This trust was really heavy.
"Teacher Kong, my lord said that since it is something Kong shi needs, he would not hesitate to give up his entire fortune, let alone a zither.”The head guard said respectfully. It was not only because of his lord, but also because of Kong Wenjun's strength. The dignified second swordsman in the world actually became his follower.
Kong Wenjun sighed lightly. The feeling of being trusted was really indescribable. Thinking of this, he asked,"Since I have nothing to repay you with, I will write a poem for your highness to express my gratitude. May I ask what your highness needs?”
"His Highness said that he gave the zither for no other reason than to express his admiration for Mister, so he did not want to ask for anything from Mister.”The guard captain smiled bitterly.
Xia Hou nodded slightly at Kong Wenjun to show that it was true.
Kong Wenjun walked back and forth with his hands behind his back. Although the prince said that he didn't want anything, Kong Wenjun still wanted to give him a poem as a token of gratitude.
"Sir, I will leave Jiu Xiao Huan Pei here. I have to go back first. I still have to escort the prince to Jingdou tomorrow morning!”
At this moment, the guard said. Then, he gently placed the zither wrapped in cloth on the table.
At this moment, Kong Wenjun's eyes flashed with a bright light. He pretended to ask unintentionally,""Why did the prince go to the capital?”
"Sigh, my wangye holds military power, but he has always been loyal. I don't know what nonsense the emperor heard, so he sent the prince to the capital, saying that he wanted to make friends, but wangye only has one son…Sigh.”The head guard said when he saw that it was Kong Wenjun who asked. He wouldn't tell anyone else.
Kong Wenjun understood that the Emperor must have listened to someone and was afraid that King Zhennan would rebel, so he deliberately moved King Zhennan's son to Jingdou to be controlled to prevent any accidents. This was to warn King Zhennan not to act recklessly, or his only son's life would be in danger.
Thinking of this, Kong Wenjun took out a white jade brush and shook it slightly. Righteousness Qi quickly surged out and condensed into a white paper in front of him. Then, he wrote a poem with great speed.
Song of a Wanderer
"The thread in the hand of a loving mother,
the clothes worn by the wanderers.
Before leaving, the seams were tightly sewn,
for fear of being late to return.
Who plays the heart of an inch of grass? -
I'll repay you with three spring rays."
The poem was completed!
Boom!
A muffled thunder sounded, and a drizzle fell from the sky. The breeze blew, as if the heavens were moved by this.
The deepest love in the world was maternal love. The closest person in the world was his mother.
Sigh.
Kong Wenjun put away the brush and grabbed the poem. He took out the ancient seal and injected it into the Righteous Qi Seal. From then on, the paper was impervious to water and fire.
"Send it to Prince Yu." Kong Wenjun rolled up the paper, tied it with a red string, and handed it to the guard captain who was still shocked by the poem.
The guard captain took the poem and recovered. However, he could not help but exclaim in his heart. This person's talent was really an existence that could make ghosts and gods cry!
After chatting for a while, the guard captain left.
After the head guard left, Kong Wenjun returned to his room and untied the cloth, taking out the legendary Jiu Xiao Huan Pei.
Jiu Xiao Huan Pei was a Fuxi style zither. It was as white as jade, as pure and flawless as the clouds of the Nine Heavens. The strings were made of ice silk and were very elastic. When it touched, it felt slightly cool, but when it brushed past the body of the zither, it felt warm. This was the so-called warmth like jade.
There was a painting on the body of the zither carved from white jade. It was a painting of an ice phoenix soaring in the sky. The painting was lifelike and exquisite, as if a real phoenix had landed on the zither.
The entire zither was made with extreme precision and perfection. It combined the texture and appearance into one. It was truly a perfect piece of work and should be one of the top ten famous zither.
The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Kong Wenjun turned the body of the zither and looked at the back. After thinking for a while, he took out a brush and circulated the Righteousness Qi. The brush was as sharp as a blade, and he started writing.
"The misty spring breeze is fine, and the sound of the ring is clear. The new swallows talk behind the curtain, the old dragon roars in the Cang Ocean. - Kong Wenjun."
A line of vigorous and powerful poetry appeared on the back of the zither. This poem and sentence matched this zither perfectly.
"Ding…"
Sitting down cross-legged with Jiu Xiao Huan Pei in his arms, Kong Wenjun gently plucked the strings of the zither with both hands. A crisp and pleasant sound of the zither came out. This sound was penetrating and powerful, crisp and pleasant to the ear. With just a single stroke, it could calm one's restless mind. It was truly magical!
"Congratulations on getting what you wanted." Xia Hou congratulated him with a smile.
Kong Wenjun was also extremely happy, nodding his head in praise.
The next day.
Kong Wenjun, who was dressed in white, left the city with Xia Hou with his hands behind his back. At this moment, Xia Hou was carrying an extremely precious zither case carved from purple sandalwood on his back.
Just the rosewood alone was extremely precious. Using it to make a case for Jiu Xiao Huan Pei was not a disgrace to the reputation of the famous zither. Especially since the rosewood naturally carried a unique fragrance of rosewood, it could nourish the body of Jiu Xiao Huan Pei very well.
"Xia Hou, please don't break my zither.”Kong Wenjun said worriedly as he walked.
Xia Hou smiled bitterly and said,""Sir, you've said this a hundred times since you left the city.”
"Cough, is there? Alright then, I won't talk about it anymore. But you still have to be careful.”Kong Wenjun awkwardly rubbed his nose and said as if nothing had happened.
Xia Hou nodded. He swore in his heart that he would protect this zither as if it was his own life and not let it be damaged.
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