Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 42: When has the light ever gone out?
Before the Wu hour, the sky had already turned completely dark amid the howling north wind.

Although it is early spring, the weather is still cold. The sky and the earth are still covered in silver, which looks particularly enchanting.

Feng Qingyan took a carriage to Lingshui Bridge and told Chen Niu to go home and not wait any longer.

"Meet the gentleman."

"Meet the gentleman."

At this time, Lingshui Bridge was crowded with people. Dozens of students carrying lyres were already waiting there. When they saw Feng Qingyan get off the carriage, they all bowed to him.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised to see this, but this was just right as it wouldn't lead to any rumors.

"Yu acted on his own initiative, please forgive me, sir."

Mu Yu was wearing a white dress with her long black hair flying in the wind. She walked forward with a large seven-stringed harp on her slender body and bowed, with a look of apology on her fair face.

But his eyes, as bright as autumn water, were full of hope.

"That's great, but I don't know if I can help you."

Feng Qingyan smiled, bowed to everyone and said, "Please do as you please." After that, he found a clean snowy spot and sat down.

At this time, a servant brought up a low table and gently placed it in front of Feng Qingyan. Another servant brought the four treasures of the study and classics, history, and miscellaneous books and placed them on the low table for Feng Qingyan's convenient use.

"How can there be no lights?" Mu Yu said.

"The maid holds the lamp for the gentleman."

At this time, a beautiful maid came forward with an oil lamp and knelt down beside Feng Qingyan.

"I will ride the wind for you, sir." Another beautiful maid came forward with a cloak and put it on Feng Qingyan. Then she stepped aside and said, "I will grind ink for you, sir."

Feng Qingyan was slightly stunned, then smiled and said nothing more.

The students looked at each other, then knelt down around Feng Qingyan, holding the seven-stringed zither in front of them. However, they were also a little confused, and even felt that it was a bit absurd. Would this really help their zither skills?

But the seventh-rank zither player Mu Yu said so.

She enjoyed considerable prestige among the students who were learning the piano. All the students looked up to her as their leader. The only ones who could compete with her were Fang Wang and Fang Wuwai.

But at this time, Fang Wang was in seclusion, striving to become a seventh-grade zither player.

She said that the gentleman Qingyan had an aura of "tranquility and tranquility", which was the first appearance of the highest state of "tranquility". As long as you take a peek at him, your piano skills will greatly improve.

If you are lucky enough to get a glimpse of the secret, you might be able to enter the realm of the master by dawn...

Most of the students believed Mu Yu's words.

If they didn't believe it, dozens of students wouldn't have run out in the freezing cold night, carrying their musical instruments, and come to the Lingshui Bridge to enjoy the north wind all night.

They are so eager to enter the realm of quality, and those who have entered the realm of quality are even more eager to upgrade to a higher level.

If enduring the cold for a night could lead to entry into the imperial court, countless students would go crazy enduring the cold.

Lingshui Bridge has no railings and is very flat with both sides of the river. Kneeling on the bridge, you can see both sides. Therefore, some students kneel on both sides of the Lingshui River and gaze at the gentleman who is quietly reading from afar.

Quiet and plain...

quiet……

Have it?

An hour passed.

No student felt "tranquility and tranquility" in Feng Qingyan, let alone "peace".

If there is, it's just cold.

As a result, some students could not bear it anymore and they picked up their lyres, bowed and left.

This scene on Lingshui Bridge aroused the curiosity of many students, and even the instructors came to watch.

In front of the academy, next to the Junxing monument.

Several instructors looked at Lingshui Bridge in surprise.

"Can you improve your piano skills by observing others?"

A young instructor couldn't help but shake his head and said, it was too unbelievable, "Although the one we are watching is a gentleman of the Three Tripods, but..."

The young instructor paused and asked, "Have you sensed the aura of 'tranquility and tranquility' from the Sanding Gentleman?"

The other teachers all shook their heads. "What is this 'tranquil and peaceful' breath?"

The young instructor asked again. He was also a little confused and didn't understand what "quiet and plain" breath meant.

Several instructors shook their heads again.

"quiet."

An old man's voice came.

Upon hearing this, the teacher turned around and bowed respectfully to the old man who walked out of the academy.

The old man waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

This old man was the one who had competed with the Grand Tutor Baili Kun for Feng Qingyan's disciple. His surname was Zhang, his name was Xiu, and his courtesy name was Yunjin. Although he was not the Grand Tutor, he had great prestige among the Tutors and teachers. He could be said to be the old Tutor second only to the Grand Tutor.

Moreover, their realm is not inferior to that of the Great Ordinary. Both of them are in the realm of literature.

"quiet?"

The young teacher asked in surprise.

Other teachers also cast curious glances.

"Silence is the highest state of a zither player. 'Quiet and peaceful' is the first manifestation of 'silence'. If students can really get a glimpse of the secrets of 'quiet and peaceful', they may be able to enter the realm of the zither master." The old teacher Zhang Xiu thought for a while and said, "Silence is the state of a zither master..."

The old teacher glanced at the teacher and said, "In fact, the nine virtues of the zither are the nine highest realms of the zither player. As long as the zither player obtains one of the virtues, he can enter the realm of the zither master."

"It turns out that the nine virtues of the zither are also a state of mind."

A teacher lamented that he didn't know much about the zither and didn't understand it very well.

The so-called nine virtues of the zither are: strange, ancient, transparent, quiet, smooth, round, clear, even and fragrant.

"Quietness means not to disturb the right sound."

The old teacher shook his head and said, "If a man has virtue, he will be admired like a mountain, and he is a gentleman. If a zither has virtue, it will behave like a beautiful scenery, and it is a gentleman. The zither is a gentleman's instrument, symbolizing the spirit of upright virtue."

While the instructor was speaking, another student stood up and left.

"So, the gentleman Qingyan really has the aura of 'tranquility and tranquility'?" The young instructor asked in surprise, "Does this have anything to do with being a gentleman of the Three Tripods?"

"The nine virtues of the zither are the nine virtues of the zither, and the nine virtues of man are the nine virtues of man. The two are not related."

The old teacher Zhang Xiu shook his head and said, then felt something was wrong, "Let's put it this way, if a person has nine virtues, it is easier for him to understand the nine virtues of the zither than others. The gentleman Qingyan does have the aura of 'tranquility and simplicity'..."

As the night grew darker, more and more students left.

After midnight, less than half of the students were left.

After kneeling and observing for three hours, none of the students had gained any insights from Feng Qingyan, which made them feel disappointed and they even thought they had done something stupid.

However, the students overlooked one thing.

On the Lingshui Bridge, the cold wind was howling, but the oil lamp held by the beautiful maid beside Feng Qingyan never went out.

The oil lamp had no lampshade, but it stayed bright in the howling north wind.

"May I ask, Master Zhang, what is the manifestation of the quiet and peaceful breath?"

The young instructor couldn't help but feel curious, but unfortunately he couldn't learn anything from Feng Qingyan.

"Look at that oil lamp. Has it ever been extinguished?" The old instructor pointed at the lamp oil held by the beautiful maid and said, feeling a little emotional in his heart. He really wanted to take her as his disciple.

Unfortunately, the Sanding Gentlemen have definitely been reserved by the dean, so how can they snatch the spot from the dean?
After being reminded, several teachers suddenly came to their senses.

It seemed that the lamp oil had never been extinguished, which shocked me.

Even Feng Qingyan did not notice this scene. There was nothing else in his eyes except books, and he was always immersed in the sea of ​​books.

But, besides the old priest, someone else noticed it.

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