Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 609: Willing to Serve the Qin for a Gentleman

Chapter 609: Willing to Serve the Qin for a Gentleman
in a blink.

Feng Qingyan has been in Qincheng for more than ten days.

Three days later, which is August 18th, is the Qin Jun Festival.

At this time, many zither players and even scholars from all over the world came to participate in Ziyaqin's zither king celebration. The news that Feng Qingyan was promoted to zither king and that when he was promoted to zither king, the whole East China Sea became as quiet as a mirror also spread quickly throughout the world.

News about canonization.

The news will always spread around the world at the first opportunity.

In fact, the position of Qin Jun is nothing compared to the position of Xu Sheng.

It's nothing compared to a big witch.

However, when he was canonized as the Lord of Qin, the entire East China Sea was as quiet as a mirror, but the world was shocked.

In fact, coastal areas around the world also feel the "quietness" of the East China Sea.

But it’s not as quiet as Qincheng.

The news that the "Prince's Long Qin" was hidden in the hanging cliff under Qin City also spread among the Qin players. Not only Qin City and Lai State, but also the scholars of Qi and Lu States had heard about it...

But the zither players outside Lai State were skeptical.

After all, only Fengsheng felt it.

Who knows whether it is true or not?
This is only one side of the story of canonization.

As for the "real" holy sound that appeared again and again, the zither players outside the Zither City could not hear it, so they naturally thought it was exaggerated.

However, most of the zither players in Zither City believe in the existence of the Prince's Zither.

I just can't imagine a harp with fifty strings.

Feng Qingyan is no exception.

At this time, he had already touched three strings, but if he counted them as fifty strings, it was still far from enough.

I don’t know when I’ll be able to feel the fifty strings.

"Qingyan, the Grand Palace Master wants to see you. She is in the back garden."

Zi Yaqin walked over and said.

Feng Qingyan nodded, walked towards the palace and came to the back garden.

However, he did not see the figure of the Grand Palace Master, but instead saw a young girl with affectionate eyes approaching him and bowing to him, saying, "Donggong Lan greets the gentleman."

"The lady is so polite."

Feng Qingyan returned the gift and said, "Qingyan came here at the invitation of the Grand Palace Master. Does the girl know where the Grand Palace Master is?"

"Just now, the king's father left in a hurry and asked Lan to receive the gentleman. I hope the gentleman will forgive me."

Donggong Lan said apologetically.

"In that case, Qingyan will wait for the Grand Palace Master to come back before accepting the appointment. Bye."

Feng Qingyan bowed and walked out of the back garden.

"Your..."

Donggong Lan wanted to call out, but stopped.

The Grand Palace Master, who was hiding on the side, came out with a sigh and said, "The Saint is leaving in a hurry, but Xiao Lan is slow to do it?"

Feng Qingyan stopped and said, "It's not that the girl is being rude."

"It's good that Xiaolan didn't neglect me. Please canonize me." The Grand Palace Master walked over quickly, sat down at a stone table in the garden, and turned around and said, "Xiaolan, serve tea."

"Gentleman, wait a moment."

Donggong Lan nodded and went to serve tea himself.

"I wonder why the Grand Palace Master wants to see Qingyan?"

Feng Qingyan came over and sat down.

"Nothing much. I just wanted to ask about the Crown Prince's Changqin. I wonder if there has been any progress in the past few days of canonization?" The Grand Palace Master said casually. After all, he just wanted to create opportunities for Xiao Lan.

Who knew that Canonization had no such thoughts at all.

After Donggong Lan served the tea, the two began to chat casually, while Donggong Lan served tea on the side, but her eyes never left Feng Qingyan.

There was no concealment of admiration in his eyes.

Feng Qingyan was not a fool, so he naturally felt it, but he pretended not to see it, and the Grand Palace Master also brought it up with Dong Gong Lan...

After chatting for half an hour, Feng Qingyan said goodbye and left.

"Xiao Lan, you should just give up."

The Grand Palace Master shook his head.

"Father, Xiaolan is alive in this world, how can she die?" Donggong Lan said with a faint smile, "If Xiaolan had never tried to love, she would regret it for the rest of her life."

"But Feng Sheng is not the best husband."

The Grand Palace Master frowned deeply.

"My father is not Xiao Lan, so how can I know that a gentleman is not the best husband for Xiao Lan?" Dong Gong Lan shook his head, his mind filled with the shadow of Feng Qingyan. He couldn't get rid of it.

Feng Qingyan came out of the palace and went directly to the rolling East China Sea, where he sat cross-legged in mid-air and watched Qin City. Through the notes produced by his fingertips, he "saw" the strings in the dark again and felt the truth hidden in the strings...

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyan walked back from the East China Sea and came to the Qinyin Palace and the Qintai of Jiude Hall to participate in Ziyaqin's Qinjun celebration.

When he attained the title of Qin Jun, Qin Jun and Qin Wang also suggested holding a Qin Jun celebration together.

But Feng Qingyan refused.

However, it was precisely because of Feng Qingyan's presence that many more literati attended the celebration. In fact, there were also quite a few literati from Qi and Lu who came for Feng Qingyan.

The Qin Jun celebration lasts for three days.

However, the main celebration is on the first day.

Many zither players and scholars hurriedly left the city of zither after the first day of the celebration.

A few days after Qin Jun's celebration.

Feng Qingyan also offered to resign.

Although Zi Yaqin and other Qin masters, as well as the Grand Palace Master and other Qin Kings, all tried their best to keep Feng Sheng and wanted him to stay in Qin City for a longer period of time.

But Feng Qingyan had made up his mind.

But before leaving, he decided to give Qincheng a gift, which was the "real" holy music. Before leaving, he sat cross-legged on the rolling waves and played in the void.

One after another, "real" holy sounds come across time and space.

When the "real" holy sound sounded.

The souls of all the pianists were shaken and resonated with the "real" piano sound.

In the shock, the soul seemed to be freed from some restraints, and seemed to be reborn and sublimated...

Many zither players were shocked.

These "real" holy sounds contain a power that they cannot imagine and seem to inspire the soul.

Or to open the soul.

When Feng Qingyan left with his zither on his back, the zither players in Zither City were still intoxicated by the "real" holy sound, their souls still in turmoil.

It seems to be breaking free from invisible constraints.

"Your Majesty, are you going back to the academy?"

Qing Mang asked with some doubt.

If you are going back to the academy, why don't you go back with Mu Yu, Helian Shan and other students?

"No, go to the Holy City of Books."

Feng Qingyan Road.

The ox cart quickly drove out of Qin City and headed towards Qi State.

At this moment, a number of figures rose into the air from Qin City and chased after Feng Qingyan. They were Qin Jun and Qin Wang of Qin City.

They are here to send off the saints.

"Congratulations on your canonization."

Whether it was the Master of Qin or the King of Qin, they all bowed respectfully.

Because after the "real" piano sounds continued to ring out, there were breakthroughs among the piano players in the piano city, and even the King of Qin had some realizations.

Greatly helpful.

Feng Qingyan did not look back.

But when his ox cart was about to leave Lai State, he saw an ox cart waiting on the side of the road.

"Lan, I've met you, gentleman."

Donggong Lan stepped out of the ox cart and saluted.

"Miss Lan, please go back."

Feng Qingyan did not lift the curtain of the car, but just said lightly.

"Lan, I am willing to serve the gentleman as a zither player."

Donggong Lan said.

“No need.”

The ox cart did not stop, but passed Donggong Lan's ox cart and drove towards the Holy City of Books.

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