Princess Xiang Cheng naturally knew about this difference in pitch.
High Mountain and Flowing Water was a famous ancient song, and it was quite difficult to play.
She had practiced it thousands of times.
However, no matter how hard he practiced, he could not make any progress in this pitch difference.
This was the only flaw in her performance.
Although it was difficult for ordinary zither players to hear it, Xiang Cheng still held a grudge.
Just a moment ago, she had bounced here and looked at the hall to distract herself.
He clearly saw Qin Fang's frown and then subconsciously shake his head.
This scene was exactly the same as the expression of the master of the Qin family who taught Xiang City when he heard her play this song.
Xiangcheng also inferred from this that Qin Fang was good at music and was proficient in it.
Qin Fang bowed slightly." Miss Li, why do you say that? Qin Fang is just a commoner. He doesn't know music…"
In order not to be in the limelight anymore, Qin Fang decided to pretend to be ignorant.
Princess Xiang Cheng pursed her lips and said,"I don't believe it. I clearly saw you frown just now."
A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost
He could even casually compose a poem that had been passed down for generations. His words could no longer deceive Princess Xiang Cheng.
Moreover, Princess Xiang Cheng firmly believed in her deduction.
"Bold thief, Miss Li is playing a song, yet you actually look down on her. Do you want to die?”Suddenly, a rough and tough man filled with hostility came to the pavilion and pointed at Qin Fang as he shouted angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The harmony in the hall was instantly broken.
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and was extremely surprised.
It was actually Ding Wuzhao? No wonder…
Who didn't know that Ding Wuzhao was in love with the Princess of Xiang City? It seemed like he had the intention to make things difficult for Qin Fang…
However, Ding Wuzhao indeed had something to rely on. Otherwise, he would not dare to openly pursue Princess Xiang Cheng…
......
Everyone watched the commotion and whispered.
Princess Xiang Cheng's face suddenly darkened. Not only did she dislike Ding Wuzhao, but she also hated him.
She was about to reprimand him.
"What can you do to me?" Qin Fang was the first to speak.”
Qin Fang looked at Ding Wuzhao with cold eyes and retorted.
"Say it again!" Ding Wuzhao stared at Qin Fang fiercely and said word by word in a cold voice.
He didn't expect Qin Fang to dare to talk back and to be fearless.
Qin Fang was unmoved. His eyes were like torches as he said in a deep voice, What can you do to me?
Whoa, this Qin Fang was really something. He actually dared to go against Ding Wuzhao…
One really couldn't judge a book by its cover. This was the first time Ding Wuzhao had suffered such a loss…
Qin Fang looked elegant, but he did not expect him to be so staunch…
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The onlookers did not expect Qin Fang to be so unyielding in the face of Ding Wuzhao's powerful aura.
What kind of person is Ding Wuzhao?
His surname is Ding Wei, also known as Wu Zhao.
Li Er trusted general, Huaizhou manager, Changping County Duke Zhang Liang's first adopted son.
Zhang Liang admired him and liked him very much.
Ding Wuzhao himself was also a fierce general, and he was a fifth-grade guerrilla general.
Thinking back, when he first went to the border, his troops were ambushed by the Turks.
He led his soldiers to counterattack and attack the Turkic tribe, slaughtering them all.
Ding Wuzhao became famous because of this battle and was adopted by Zhang Liang.
Later on, in the many battles with the Turks, he had also made outstanding contributions.
However, this person was cruel, addicted to alcohol, and had a strange personality. He often beat up his soldiers.
It was not likable.
"Impudent, Ding Wuzhao, you don't have the right to lecture the guests that I, Wei Qingrou, have brought!”Others might be afraid of Ding Wuzhao, but Wei Qingrou wasn't.
Qin Fang was touched to see that Wei Qingrou was actually so angry at Ding Wuzhao because of him.
"Qin Fang, what kind of skill do you have to hide behind a woman? Come out and fight me one-on-one!”Ding Wuzhao ignored Wei Qingrou and started mocking Qin Fang.
Wei Qingrou wanted to argue with him, but Qin Fang stopped him and said in a low voice," Don't be angry, leave it to me...
You? Wei Qingrou frowned. Ding Wuzhao's martial arts were extremely powerful. How could an ordinary person be a match for him?
Qin Fang chuckled and said indifferently,"You're just an ordinary person. What's there to be afraid of?"
Then, he ignored Ding Wuzhao.
He turned around and said to Princess Xiangcheng," Miss Li, forgive Qin Fang for being rude. I know a little about music. There was a tone difference that might have bothered you for a long time. Qin Fang is willing to help you."
Princess Xiang Cheng raised her head. Her eyes were gentle as she said softly, I'd like to hear the details.
Qin Fang's action shocked everyone.
Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that Qin Fang was deliberately angering Ding Wuzhao.
However, Ding Wuzhao really fell for it."Qin Fang, you're courting death!"
Bang!
Princess Xiang Cheng slammed the table angrily and berated Ding Wuzhao," Ding Wuzhao, that's enough. If you dare to spout nonsense again, get out.
Ding Wuzhao was so angry that his entire body trembled. Only then did he realize that he had been tricked. He could only cupped his hands and apologize.
Ding Wuzhao lowered his head, his eyes bloodshot. Qin Fang, we still have a long way to go. I must kill you!
At the same time.
Qin Fang was already sitting in front of the zither, playing it with both hands.
Princess Xiang Cheng stood at the side like a student being taught.
Looking at this scene, Ding Wuzhao's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife. It was uncomfortable to look at it, and it was also uncomfortable not to look at it.
Wei Qingrou was secretly delighted.
Young Master Qin's move was still ruthless, killing people and killing their hearts.
After a while.
The sound of the zither rang out, and the hall was silent.
Qin Fang played the zither like a banished immortal.
The song of Mountain and River pulled everyone into the realm of the zither.
Oh, as tall as Mount Tai,
The ocean is like a river.
Everyone seemed to see Yu Bo Ya playing the zither like a god under the high mountains and flowing water.
I strummed a tune, almost to the end. Past the mountain, there is still a strong wind. The guests outside the door carried their gifts, vaguely meeting again in ancient times. In the high place, wild geese fly. I'm afraid I'll wake up the beauty with a flick of my finger. The guest is in spring. Even if I am idle and sad, I will not be lazy.
Jiao Tong, not in the middle of the green, just buried under the stove residual red. After careful consideration, he changed the high and low, changed the levy and moved the palace. A curtain of autumn water, the moon melted, the wine bottle empty. Lazy to listen to the lute on the river, tears wet hibiscus. When will I meet you again in the wild?
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Everyone in the pavilion closed their eyes and quietly enjoyed the melody that seemed to come from the heavens.
It was like crying and complaining, both illusory and real.
Farewell Pu Yun Gui, Osmanthus Island.
The hibiscus leaves fall, and the autumn phoenix leaves leave.
The song ended.
Everyone opened their eyes in sadness.
It wasn't a song, it wasn't played well.
It was just that the flowers in the forest had withered in a hurry.
This song shocked everyone in the pavilion.
Everyone stood up one after another, and thunderous applause rang out.
This was…
It was simply a divine song. Qin Fang could be considered to have brought this song to life.
Wei Qingrou looked at Qin Fang in a daze. She could not see through this little Langjun.
It was one thing for his poetry to be peerless and his calligraphy to be unparalleled.
However, even his zither skills were comparable to immortals.
How could he not be shocked!
She couldn't help but sigh!
Let alone his peers, there was probably no one in the Great Tang who could match Qin Fang in calligraphy and zither skills.
And this was only what Qin Fang had displayed.
What about the unrevealed talents?
At this moment, Xiang Cheng looked at Qin Fang with reverence.
She had never seen anyone play this song so beautifully.
Melodious, clear, tactful, smooth...
Like an oriole leaving the valley, a swallow returning to its nest.
The sound lingered around the beam for three days.
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