Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 65: Ancient Tune Solo
What is the root cause of the conflict between Mr. Mo Da and Liu Sanye?
'The musical concept is different. '

In the chaotic world of Wulin, this reason sounds like selling cloth with eyes closed - nonsense, but it is the fact.

Mr. Liu San felt that Mo Da's Hu Qin was too tacky and vulgar, so he wanted to stay away from it as soon as he heard it. Mr. Mo Da felt that Liu San's Qin Xiao was impetuous and unrealistic, and said nothing.

Gong Huo Wuwu has been their brother-in-law for decades, and he has a very venomous tongue.
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of Mr. Mo Da and Liu Sanye flew to Zhao Rong.

Although Mo Da defended Zhao Rong a lot, he had attached great importance to this issue all his life and wanted to hear Zhao Rong's opinion.

In the ancestral temple of the Hengshan Sect, all the disciples pondered for a few seconds when they saw their senior brother.

Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, and Zhao Rong was not slow to adapt.

"Uncle Master, this disciple is a bit shallow."

"Oh?" Gonghuo Crow was ready to pick a fight.

Zhao Rong slowly spoke while pacing, and his voice echoed in the ancestral temple:

"As the saying goes, the rhythm of Yang is the rhythm of Yin, and the sound of jade vibrates and the sound of gold is heard. When the energy from the four directions competes, the sound of the extreme changes."

It means that the music, rhythm and music are varied and each has its own merits. The principle comes from Qu Yuan's "Dazhao".

Liu Sanye and Mo Da listened carefully and it was easy to understand.

Gonghuo Wuwu was at a loss as to who among the senior fellow apprentices he was the least knowledgeable.

Then I heard Zhao Rong continue:
"Uncle Master, these beauties have different aspects, but they are all better than the eyes. The sad sounds have different sounds, but they are all faster than the ears."

"The five flavors are all different, but they are all the same in beauty; although there are many twists and turns, they are all the same in harmony."

This is again from "Soundless Music Theory", which inherits the previous principle. Music changes are complex, but they can respond to each other.

Sadness, joy, and anger are all the same thing.

Especially when he talked about 'great unity in peace', Zhao Rong glanced at Mr. Mo Da and Mr. Liu San with his earnest eyes, which was mixed with persuasion.

Zhao Rong: Stop arguing, stop arguing. Your music is great and has a very high artistic content. I appreciate it all. Please make up quickly!
but
Mr. Mo Da tilted his head to the left, and Mr. Liu Sanye tilted his head to the right.

They understand what Zhao Rong wants, but they won't listen.

Just listen if you understand, that’s not art.

The three of them played riddles, Gonghuo Crow became an outsider, and his yellow eyes were slightly absent-minded.

This. I don't understand.
He was angry.

Since you don't understand, you can't find fault.

Liu Sanye was followed by two disciples in their thirties, who looked at Zhao Rong with regret. They were Xiang Danian and Mi Weiyi.

He was originally a junior brother, but it is estimated that he will become the head brother.

"I didn't understand what Senior Brother said, but it seems to have stumped Senior Uncle Lu. He is not yet sixteen years old, how can he understand so much?" Quan Ziju asked in a low voice among the crowd.

Lu Songfeng and Xi Mushu were also confused.

"It's normal," Feng Qiaoyun covered his mouth and nose with one palm and secretly said, "Elder brother is good at studying the Spring and Autumn Period."

Gonghuo Wuwu responded quickly, because Zhao Rong spoke again in words he could understand.

"Uncle Lu, have you ever been to Shuixiuyuan?"

"Huh? I've been to the theater on Yanta Street, I guess."

"To tell you the truth, uncle, not long ago, my disciple chased some gangsters who came from the dock and entered the theater. At that time, the Central Plains Bangzi in the room was singing very enthusiastically. The tune was sonorous, the melody was measured, and the accent was smooth."

"It's a pity that I didn't catch my ear. I didn't expect that the gangsters near Hengyang actually like Zhongyuan Bangzi."

"It can be seen that all living beings have their own preferences. When my uncle asked me which one is better in sorrow and joy, I naturally have no answer."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and gave Gonghuo Crow a sharp look.

There is no Lai Zhirui in every sentence, but Lai Zhirui is everywhere.

The disciples present did not understand what it meant, but the senior masters all understood it.

Who was playing the original bangzi in the theater? Naturally, it was the Songshan disciples!

Lu Lianrong went to Songshan for a meeting, and the leader of the Zuo League invited him to listen to a play. The singer in that play was Central Plains Bangzi.

He made things difficult for Zhao Rong and was immediately pointed at by Zhao Rong with a sword.

Lu Lianrong's expression quickly darkened, and he was about to reprimand, when he suddenly saw Mr. Mo Da, who was behind Zhao Rong, taking a step forward.

The old man looked at him with an inexplicably sad look in his eyes, as if a Xiaoxiang night rain was about to come.

Gonghuo Crow snorted, immediately threw up his sleeves and rushed forward to burn incense in front of the ancestral temple.

"Master, this is the Hengshan Sect today."

"If Xie were still here, he would definitely support his disciples in finding a way out for the Hengshan Sect."

He bowed and offered the incense, hummed softly, turned around and wanted to leave with his disciples.

Mr. Mo Da stopped him, ignored what Lu Lianrong had just said, and asked instead: "Junior brother, have you ever used Lai Zhirui to attract other traitors to show up?"

"Didn't it lead to Wu Xi Lei?"

Lu Lianrong said with a hint of sarcasm, "The Red Wolf Gang is a force under Senior Brother. Junior Brother helped you find the moths, but he didn't buy me a glass of wine."

"Since my disciple injured Master Cheng's nephew and betrayed the sect, he certainly deserves death."

"If you disciples see him again, just kill him with one sword for me."

After saying these words, he turned around and left.

"My two senior brothers are short-sighted. If I continue to follow the same path as them, the overthrow of Hengshan Sect is only a matter of time." Lu Lianrong went out of Yunwu Pavilion and glanced back at Zhao Rong with a sarcastic smile.

'Senior Brother actually pinned his hopes on a junior, and Senior Brother Liu was immersed in music and couldn't extricate himself. He is old and confused, he is already old and confused, but I can't be confused! '

'The leader of the Zuo Alliance is a great martial artist and a real big tree. '

'The changes in the Wuyue Sword Sect and even the world are changing with the times and the general trend. Rather than being cannibalized by the general trend, it is better to integrate as early as possible. Survive in this troubled world first, and then plan for the future. '

Lu Lianrong thought of all kinds of things and walked out of the attic with his head held high and his body gradually showing a feeling of loneliness.

'No one in Hengshan today can follow and understand my painstaking efforts, which is sad and lamentable. '

'I am the one who sings ancient tunes alone, and has a high level of melodiousness. '

'One day, you will understand that I am right. '

……

The seven or eight people Lu Lianrong took away were all his disciples. As the weakest lineage of the Hengshan Sect, there were not only few disciples, but also rare ones who were successful.

Mr. Liu Sanye brought more than twenty people to worship at the ancestral temple, all of them inner disciples.

Those with strong martial arts skills can be compared with Xiang Danian and Mi Weiyi. Weaker disciples, such as the Third Master's daughter Liu Jing, are not much worse than the two of them.

The whole place is balanced and everyone knows music and music. Whether it's a martial arts discussion or a music cafe, the atmosphere is the best in Hengyang.

Zhao Rong observed silently.

Among the entire 14th generation disciples of Hengshan, perhaps the most powerful person is the martial arts idiot Feng Qiaoyun.

Of course, Feng Qiaoyun was the only one on Mo Da's side who could show off in front of Third Master's disciples.

"Senior nephew, please come and sit in my house when you have time," Mr. Liu Sanye said with a friendly smile, "If it weren't for my senior brother's clever plundering, we would also have a master-disciple relationship."

“However, the music follows your heart, and fate has many variables.

But if you know the meaning of the piano, why bother to tune the strings?

If my master brother doesn’t play his Xiaoxiang Yeyu, I would also like to return to the sect more often to find the feeling of the old time when my master took us to practice music, piano and mental skills. "

Zhao Rong was about to bow and say "Okay".

Mo Da's cold voice sounded, "The sound of the flute breaks my heart, and makes me want to shed tears. How can you understand the meaning of mourning music?"

"I also want to have clear ears and listen less to your troubling sounds."

"Big Brother!"

Mr. Liu paused for a moment, flicked his sleeves and said nothing.

Mi Xiang, Liu Jing and others from San Ye's side, and Feng Qiaoyun, Quan Ziju and others from Mo Da's side, each looked towards the roof of the ancestral temple, as if they heard nothing.

This group of people is commonplace.

Zhao Rong was left with a shocked look on his face, looking at his master and then his uncle.

this.
The New Year's Eve drama in Hengshan came to an end quietly as Mr. Liu took his disciples away.

The disciples of the leader's line also said goodbye and left.

Only Zhao Rong and Mr. Mo Da were left.

"You have learned a lot about the Seventy-Two Peaks and Green Mountains," Mo Da stroked his beard, "Although this swordsmanship is not profound, it contains the essence of our sect. You still need to consolidate and perfect it."

"Disciple understands."

"Well, find time to go to the foot of the Five Gods Peak to have a look and experience it. When the ancestors of Hengshan created sword moves, they also learned a lot from the Gods Peak."

"When you are confident, my master will teach you the exquisite sword techniques."

Zhao Rong's spirit was greatly boosted, "Disciple must study hard and practice hard!"

Mo Da smiled happily and changed his tone to a more cautious tone, "Are you going to take action against Shajiao Island?"

"Yes." Zhao Rong said firmly, "This time we will eradicate the bandits openly and honestly. The leader of the Left Alliance understands the righteousness and has no reason to be embarrassed."

This matter has been discussed, Mo Da just wants to confirm it again.

The old man must admit that Zhao Rong has a sharpness in him that he lacks.

"If you need to take action for me, just ask."

"That's natural. How can a disciple be polite to the master?" Zhao Rong smiled and felt reassured.

……

Before the time of application, Zhao Rong went out and sent him back to Zhaojiawu to chat with his grandfather about home affairs and tell interesting stories about the recent world.

Although his identity has changed, when he returns to Zhaojiawu, he is still the same young fisherman he once was.

I rushed to the tea shop in the evening, and there was a small gathering to say goodbye to Old Man Sang.

What he didn't expect was.
In the tea shop, a low cry could be heard.

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