"Then the next junior thinks about the chess game!"

Liu Xieding, no, Liu Ke made a move, and the iron chessboard was instantly started, and it turned out to be a martial artist with quite high martial arts! The chessboard was placed on the table, and Han Tongwen and Shi Zhongyuan sat open.

"Boy, Lao Shi is one of the three great powers, be careful," Wen Qi'an said

"The kid is still a little confident in his chess ability" Hantong Wenbao laughed, Luozi is immortal, there is no dust recovery machine in this, it is the ability of heaven, and it is very unreachable. Han Tongwen is full of confidence in Fan Xiping and Shi Xiangxia's ten games of Danghu, he doesn't need to do too much, and he wins with ten rounds.

"You come first, boy!" Shi Zhongyuan, as a national player, naturally has the bearing of a national player

"Thank you, sir!"

Han Tongwen is also not polite, the black first, the first hand of the Luozi Tianyuan almost angry Shi Zhongyuan fell chess and left, Li An They were so good to talk before persuading him to sit down, even these stinky chess baskets know that the golden horn and silver edge grass belly, Luozi Tianyuan is the most stinky move in Go, even a novice does not play like this. But Han Tongwen doesn't care, all he has to do is to lay out, copy the routine of the Danghu Ten Bureau, it doesn't matter where he goes.

But the chess game became more and more weird, because in less than half an hour, Liu Keding fell into a disadvantage, the general trend of the sunspot has become a white son to lose is just around the corner, and the national player Liu Keding actually lost to a fourteen-year-old little boy、、、 Li An swallowed his saliva and picked up the baby!

The blackface Shi Zhongyuan lost and lost the seven eyes!

"I agreed," Han Tongwen said with a smile

"Accept a fart, it's just a fart, is it too small, does the old man have such a small belly?" Shi Zhongyuan scolded

"Don't scold people if you have a big belly!" Han Tongwen said mentally

"Okay, if you can only lose ten meshes, you will be on the top deck, and you will naturally pass the test if you win me! But how can you kid have such a high chess power?"

"Mr. Shi, junior is your opponent, in fact, my real level is very poor!" Han Tongwen said

"You're hurting me in disguise!" Shi Zhongyuan said in a weird way

"How dare you, this chess game is actually called Danghu Ten Rounds, which is played by two other chess masters, just like the cat and the tiger!"

"Where is the master, this chess skill is only higher than me!"

"One is my master, and the other has also passed away for many years and has been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests."

"Your master?" asked Li An

Han Tongwen told Li An about his family history and the fabricated Peach Blossom Island Lord, and he was so moved that he didn't want it, not to mention them, everyone was convinced that only a person like the Peach Blossom Island Lord could teach a disciple like Han Tongwen.

"Do you want to learn the scriptures or the music first?"

"Music and rhythm" Han Tongwen chose music and rhythm, because he is the least confident in the scriptures.

"What a musical instrument!"

"Qin!" Han Tongwen's Aoba never left him, but he wasn't ready to use Xiao. He had already chosen the music to play, and for the martial artists, the passionate qin and flute ensemble playing the song of Xiaoao Jianghu would definitely resonate with them, but it would not have much effect on the literati.

"Then use mine!" Wu Qinghe said, "What kind of repertoire are you going to play!"

Han Tongwen smiled mysteriously, "Guangling stops"

"What?" Several people were also familiar with the rhythm of music, and their faces couldn't help but change greatly after hearing that Guangling had stopped, because Guangling San had already disappeared after Ji Kang's death in the Wei and Jin dynasties, and the remaining records were incomplete and could not be played at all. Guangling is one of the most quintessential music in ancient times, Ji Kang is good at the flute, wonderful in the piano, good at music, can be described as a generation of geniuses, and the mountain Juyuan broke off the book for the literati to respect, a sound without sorrow music theory is to lay his grandmaster level in the history of music and rhythm of the figure, the sound of governing the world is safe to music, the sound of the dead country is mourning to think about people talking.

And Guangling Stop Breath is a classic in the song, stabbing Han, rushing to the crown, getting angry, holding the sword, vividly showing Nie Zheng's feat of assassinating the king of Han to avenge his father in the form of music! Every time I think that such a wonderful piece of music cannot be circulated, a few people sigh.

"Can you play Guanglingsan?" asked Liu Keding

"My master has spent three years, searching through the history books, and researching everywhere, and finally completed this famous song for thousands of years!" Han Tongwen said with a smile

"Please!" The five people invited Han Tongwen to sit down, saying that they were invited, but in fact, it was the respect of the five people for Master Han Tongwen!

Starting with it, you will know that although this guqin is not as good as Luqi, it is also a rare good qin, and the five people closed their eyes and were intoxicated.

The sound of the piano is faint and far-reaching, play it slowly, carefully examine it, such as a piece of luck pen and ink of the Yuan people, if you do not appreciate it carefully, you will feel tasteless. The strings are not proficient in music, such as entering the mountain, and ignoring its beauty. The voice turned deep, and it was a quiet pastime. High-pitched, a few belts, a few, the fairy as Qiuhong, stealing and using it, the magic is not to leave, after entering the chaos, a happy harvest. To put it mildly, it's fun to finish.

Ye Liu also sat on the ground with Songhe in his arms and listened to the sound of the piano, but he couldn't understand anything except for the ups and downs.

"Okay! Guangling San really lives up to its name, the high and low conversion is wonderful, even if you have been immersed in it for many years, you may not be able to control it, and you can play it perfectly, which shows the depth of your music and rhythm skills" The five people were relieved to finish a song.

"To be able to hear Guanglingsan reappear in the world in my lifetime should be a great pleasure, and it should be a great light!" Liu Keding said excitedly

"Come, be a big white!" the five old men were excited, each with a glass, but there was nothing to do with the composer.

"Send the ruler score tomorrow, so that the second twist can't be lost again!" Li Ang said

"Yes!" Han Tongwen didn't make sense, it seemed that he should have passed this level.

"The next scripture is coming from the old man!" Wu Qinghe said with a smile, "Our group of old guys really underestimate you, you are so knowledgeable at such a young age!"

"Please sir question!"

"What is benevolence?"

"Those who have established themselves have attained them, and do not do to others what they do not want to be done to them. Han Tongwen thought about it and said what he thought was the most correct answer

"What is benevolence!" Wu Qinghe asked again

"Pan Love"

"What is benevolence!" Wu Qinghe asked three times

Although Han Tongwen has read a lot and knows a lot, memorized it and understood it is two different concepts! You can memorize countless things in a year, but it takes a lifetime to explain and verify.

"What is benevolence?"

"One is self-denial, the other is revenge!" Looking at Wu Qinghe's serious face, Han Tongwen felt weak.

"It's decent, nothing new!"

In a word, Han Tongwen's heart was half cold, and he fell at the last level?

"So after entering the school, you should carefully experience the connotation with me, but it is also a little reluctant, and some scriptures need not to explain, but to experience!"

"So I passed?" Han Tongwen said excitedly

"Yes, congratulations!" Ang Lee said with a smile

"Junior, thank you, sir!"

"It's not a junior now, it's a student!" Wu Qinghe quipped.

"Congratulations to Lao Li, Qingya Academy has a good seedling!" Shi Hei complimented

"Rejoice and rejoice!"

The five old men bowed to each other disgustingly

"Boy, do you need us to ring the courtyard bell to make a name for yourself?" asked Ang Lee

"No need sir, students are just here to study, what does reputation do with me"

"Yes, not arrogant or impatient" Li An was very satisfied, Han Tongwen's level was qualified even if he was a teacher, but he was not ready to tell him that his knowledge might be enough, but his lack of experience still needs to be honed!

"Boy, I see that there is a neatness of a martial artist between your demeanor, are you a martial artist?" asked Liu Keding

"Mr. Hui's words, the student is also a martial artist!"