Chapter 392

Guangling San, also known as Guangling Zhixi. Ji Kang, a zither player in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, is famous for his good performance of the song. He still plays it calmly before punishment, and sighs with deep regret: "Guanglingsan is no longer here!"

It can be said that Ji Kang really made this song famous in the world, so that the common people in the streets all know the three words of Guanglingsan.

Death is a legendary word, which is more likely to attract people's attention.

Wang Yong's face was calm, and his fingers rubbed slowly on the string. His low voice seemed to be a sob from Jiuyou, which was straight to the bottom of his heart.

From the beginning, it was destined to be a sad song that people could hear.

The customers under the stage all look dignified.

That kind of intermittent clank sounds a little harsh. But it is strange with a kind of Pathetique murderous, let them unconscious mind a Lin.

They can hear that Wang Yong's control over this song is much higher than that before.

Each section of Guanglingsan is divided into Jingli (NIE Zheng's hometown), taking Han, dying, Hanzhi, martyr's wife, sinking name, throwing sword, Junji and Weixing, which is roughly consistent with the whole process of Nie Zheng's assassination of Han Xiang.

In the first part, the rhythm is very slow, and there are no big ups and downs.

It wasn't until the beginning of taking Korea that the killing began.

Nie Zheng was originally a "dog butcher" in the market. At that time, Yan zhongzi was optimistic about him and wanted to buy him a lot of money. Nie Zheng refused Yan zhongzi's generous gift because he wanted to support his mother.

Later, Nie Zheng's mother died. After he buried his mother, Nie Zheng told Yan zhongzi that he was originally a villain in the marketplace, and Yan zhongzi, as the "Prime Minister of the princes", drove thousands of miles to invite him with a lot of money. Nie Zheng naturally wanted to repay this courtesy, so he "will use it for his confidants" and vowed to repay Yan zhongzi to the death.

Zheng! Zheng!

All of a sudden, two passionate piano sounds sounded, as if a sharp sword pierced the previous ease, and suddenly pulled the atmosphere into the slaughter.

The frequency of Wang Yong's ten fingers jumping is also faster and faster, and the friction of each string is accompanied by a wave of sadness and indignation. In fact, this technique is taboo in guzheng playing, because it is easy to lose voice and damage the strings.

But I can't say why, Wang Yong's action made Mujun feel very natural, without any discomfort.

Mujun stares at Wang Yong with wide eyes, and wants to find some tips from Wang Yong. She has listened to Guanglingsan's songs too many times. She can know the next syllable after listening to one syllable. There is no need to listen carefully.

But she has not observed anything, suddenly stunned.

Because the sound of Wang Yong's music suddenly changed, which was different from what she had learned.

"Is it a mistake? Or do you remember the score wrong? " The curtain gentleman doubts of think.

But Wang Yong's expression didn't panic at all. Everything is natural, as if it should be.

"No, the more you deviate." The curtain gentleman listens to a paragraph again, more doubt.

Hum! Suddenly, the frequency of Wang Yong's fingers accelerated again, and the sound of the zither suddenly became faster. It was not like the dignified meaning of Guangling powder, but the madness of some "drunken maniac".

"This can play string, too?" Mujun only feels angry and funny.

"Drunkenness" is also a famous song, which is on a par with "Guanglingsan". But her badge is a powerful double headed eagle, eyes like electricity, guarding the Habsburg family.