Chapter 312 The sound is born in the heart

Chapter 312 The sound is born in the heart

When Han Ruzi returned to the palace, he finally felt at ease. The 50,000 Northern Army would be able to arrive within three days. Even if they couldn't encircle and wipe out the Huns, they would be enough to defend the city and retreat from the enemy. China, Cui Hong is too cautious, but given time, he can always surround and wipe out the rebels.

Putting food, selecting people, eliminating traitors... Next, he has to proceed the same way.

Before returning to his room to rest, he went to see Meng E once, but he still spoke through the door, and there were no outsiders around.

"The Huns haven't arrived yet."

There was silence inside the door for a while, "I just told Your Majesty what I know."

"I understand that the Holy Army division is a watcher of qi, very insidious. It is very likely that he intentionally revealed this news and let you out of the city, but it is useless. The large Chu army has a large number of generals, which is enough to calm internal and external troubles at the same time."

The door was silent for a while, "Escape from Linzi is not easy. If it is arranged, the Holy Army division must have the ability to predict."

Han Ruzi went back to her room to rest, feeling sorry in her heart, Meng E was still one of the people he trusted most, but her connection with the rebels was too deep, and it would be difficult to stay by her side in the future.

Since "taking bribes by order", Loach has told the emperor everything he has heard, especially when he thinks it is useful, he is even more eloquent, "Miss Cui Jiasan is really famous this time, eleven men. , are the children of famous families, including the prince and the grandson, five dead and five injured and one jailed, tsk tsk, who has such a skill?"

"No one." Zhang Youcai said coldly. Loach patronized and talked, even ignoring the full-time job of serving His Majesty. "You said in the morning that there were six men, and now it's doubled."

"This... the news is always heard little by little." Loach didn't notice the abnormality at all, and there was still an excited smile on his face, "Miss Cui Jia San is terrible now, everyone says that she has a hard life, and she specializes in defeating men. Those who see it die, and those who approach it are unlucky..."

"Cui Teng is fine, Cui Hong is fine, the Cui family is still prosperous." Zhang Youcai interrupted.

Loach was stunned and scratched his head. "My family doesn't count. In short, her life is tough, and ordinary people can't bring her down. She has to be a supreme body-does this mean your majesty?"

Zhang Youcai frowned, Han Ruzi laughed, then felt something was wrong and asked, "Who said this?"

"A lot of people say that. I walked around the street and everyone talked about this."

Han Ruzi decided to move out of Jincheng tomorrow and live with the soldiers of the Northern Army, so as not to attract more rumors, but he felt strange that this round of rumors was too fierce.

He just went to bed, and the sound of the piano came on time. These days he fell asleep to the sound of the piano almost every night. The feeling of fluttering was very little, but after waking up, his spirits multiplied, which made him more and more addicted. in it.

It was a little strange tonight, the sound of the piano was still melodious, but he couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning. He always felt that the sound of the piano was too low, and he had to put up his ears to listen, but the more he listened, the more excited he became.

"Zhang Youcai." Han Ruzi stood up and called.

"Yes, Your Majesty." There was an immediate response from outside.

Han Ruzi wanted to amplify the sound of the piano, but there were many people living in the palace, and only a few people liked and enjoyed the sound of the piano, so he changed his mind, "Call the piano master, father and daughter." He deliberately added One sentence, so that Zhang Youcai would only call Zhang Qinyan alone.

Han Ruzi had clearly felt that the people around him were too concerned about some of his life, and offering a woman was like giving away precious medicinal materials that were hard to find in the world, and the emperor was terminally ill and had to use this medicine to treat his illness.

He was very angry at first, thinking that this was what the ministers did, but he found a reason in a historical book: an emperor of the previous dynasty had been on the throne for many years without heirs, and he was considered to be likely to shake the state system. From the palace to the court, everyone To find a way to solve this problem, thousands of women contributed, invited monks to practice methods, Taoist priests taught the techniques in the room, and some ministers even made detailed suggestions to the emperor in their memorials...

The current emperor is also facing the same situation. He feels that he is still young, but his subjects hope to see the prince as soon as possible.

Han Ruzi could understand the urgency of his mother and Liu Jie and others, but he would not accept it, because the emperor of the previous dynasty did not get a son in the end, but died early in his thirties when he was in his prime. As usual, he kept it a secret, but Han Ruzi could already understand that the emperor died of overindulgence.

The loach came in to light the lamp, and set up a table on the ground. Master Qin and his daughter arrived soon to meet the emperor and prepare to play the piano.

"Wait a minute, I've been listening to the qin for many days, but I don't even know what the qin is. I have the teacher Zhang Qin to explain it to me."

Zhang Qinyan bowed his head as usual, Zhang Zhuhe knelt on the seat and kowtowed to the emperor, then said, "Fortunately for the people, how much does Your Majesty know about Yaoqin?"

"I don't know anything... I know that it has seven strings, and I heard that there are many taboos in playing the qin, but Master Zhang doesn't see any excuse."

Zhang Zhuohe said with a smile: "The violin master is a good name. Caomin is actually a violin maker. He has specialized in this art since he was a child, and he is only familiar with it. What is the taboo?"

"Master Zhang Qin is too modest. If you have any taboos, feel free to raise them. I will not force others to be difficult."

Zhang Zhuohe kowtowed again, "Thank you for your concern, Caomin was born in the market, has been working in the pavilion for decades, and visited famous teachers all over the world, not only learned a craft, but also a heart."

Han Ruzi was a little interested, "The craft is playing the qin, what is the art of the heart?"

"Return to the heart and guard yourself, not to be moved by external things. When the grass people play the qin, they don't take pleasure in things, and they don't feel sorry for themselves. Even if they are on a cliff, just like in a mansion, even if there is lightning and thunder, the grass people only hear it. The gurgling qin sound, outsiders can cut off the qin sound, but don't disturb the meaning of the qin, the grass people call it the art of the heart."

"A good heart art is more difficult than a craft."

"Your Majesty who knows me. Your Majesty wants to know the qin, craftsmanship and heart art. Which one is your Majesty more interested in?"

Han Ruzi had heard the "Book of Music" and didn't like Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu very much, so he said, "I would like to hear the Tao of Xinyi."

Zhang Zhuohe stretched out his left hand and gently strummed on the strings, and his whole body suddenly changed. The old violin master who was kneeling on the seat with respect before suddenly became a master of the world who could stand up to the emperor in court, with a straight waist. Indifferent.

Han Ruzi once heard a father and daughter playing the qin on the spot. At that time, he only cared about the sound of the qin, but now he sees the changes in people.

"The sound is born in the heart, and the heart is moved by the sound. Tens of thousands of soldiers rise up when they hear the horns, advance when they hear the drums, and retreat when they hear the gold. Although the sounds are easy, their movements are huge."

Han Ruzi nodded, "All the military forces in the four corners of the world use musical instruments as their orders. There must be a reason. I can't understand the rhythm, but I can be moved by the empty music. It's the same reason."

"Your Majesty's good opinion." Zhang Zhuohe immediately returned to the old violin master who observed his words as soon as his hand left the strings, "I still use the example of a soldier, the drum sound is exciting, just need to train repeatedly, and the soldier will move forward enthusiastically when he hears the sound of the drum. meaning."

"Master Zhang Qin's art is the same as this?"

"Exactly, the sound of the drums moves people's hearts, but 'repeated training' is the key. Ordinary people hear the drums and their hearts calm down. When a soldier hears a drum, he hears it again and again. It's like climbing a peak, rising step by step until it reaches the peak, abandoning it. Life and death, forgetting joys and sorrows, and single-mindedly killing the enemy. When Caomin first learned the piano, he also set a lot of rules from mediocre people. One by one, they were taken into their hearts, and they were forgotten one by one. The sound of the qin came together, like a soldier smelling a drum, and the sound of the qin played again, three times, and the grass people were already fighting with blood in their hearts. When the voice of the people sounded, the grass people were like warriors smelling gold, and the soldiers retreated. No love."

Han Ruzi praised: "What a 'xinyi', not only learning the piano, but also in all walks of life. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat. When you are in it, you are crazy, and when you are outside, you are like a stranger."

Zhang Zhuohe plucked the violin a few times, with a sense of joy, and Zhang Qinyan also plucked the strings. She was a weak woman, but she played generously.

Han Ruzi was just chatting, but his interest was getting higher and higher, "Why does Kongyin only have such a great influence on me?"

"The essence of Kongyin music is in the word 'empty', which is suitable for people and changes according to the heart. Your Majesty, as the supreme, has the world in mind, and is eager to do something. Therefore, when you first listen to the music, you will feel a sense of soaring. Your Majesty traveled all the way. Everywhere he passed, the people admired him. He succeeded in pacifying the chaos and persuading farmers. His Majesty's mind gradually stabilized. If you listen to this song again, you should not be moved. mood."

Han Ruzi felt that he should have talked to Zhang Zhuhe long ago.

"In this way, the Kongyin song has not changed, but my mood has changed."

"Everything is inseparable from its sect. It's all an 'empty' character. Please listen to this song again, Your Majesty."

Zhang's father and daughter played the piano at the same time.

Han Ruzi deliberately relaxed his mind, and after listening for a while, he gradually felt that his mind was dignified but not heavy. It was a kind of self-confidence that he had a chance to win, and he liked it very much.

Because of this, he was angry when the piano was interrupted.

"I want to see His Majesty! I know His Majesty is still not asleep, delaying important events, can you take responsibility?"

The Zhang family can only stop.

"Let him in." Han Ruzi said loudly.

Cui Teng entered the room with a smile, and said to Zhang Youcai, who followed up, "I told you earlier... Alas, Master Zhang Qin is here, and Miss Qin Yan is safe. Your Majesty really has a leisurely mood, and listening to music at night is also a good thing. If you don't call me, it's interesting to drink and listen to music at the same time..."

"Cui Teng, what's the matter with you?" Han Ruzi asked, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated. For him, this was also "heart art", and he should retreat when he heard Cui Teng's commotion.

When Cui Teng saw Zhang Zhuhe was there, he felt relieved. He took a few steps forward and said, "I just remembered that the seventh day of next month is the Queen's birthday. Is your majesty ready? My sister cares about this kind of thing... "

"The Queen's birthday is May 15th, and there is still more than a month." Han Ruzi said coldly.

Cui Teng slapped his forehead, "Look at my memory, I made a mistake, whose birthday is the seventh day of next month?"

"Cui Teng, are you drinking too much again?"

"No, no, I didn't drink a cup today." Realizing that his excuse was too bad, Cui Teng was a little scared and became wise, saying, "Actually, I came to suggest that His Majesty inspect the city wall."

"why?"

"Because...because the Huns might call." Cui Teng said seriously, unable to think of any other reason.

Han Ruzi stared at Cui Teng for a while, "Okay, you go to prepare the horse and go around the city with me."

Cui Teng regretted it, he knew this, he should have found other excuses, but after glancing at Zhang Qinyan who lowered his head, he felt it was worth it, "Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go..."

Cui Teng ran out, Master Qin and his daughter also said goodbye. Zhang Youcai saw him off and came back and said, "Your Majesty is really going to tour the city?"

"I can't sleep anyway. The Northern Army has just arrived, and the main force is still on the way. I am indeed a little worried."

Zhang Youcai scolded Cui Teng in his heart, and after many guards got up, they all blamed Cui Teng.

Cui Teng didn't know it himself, but happily accompanied the emperor on horseback out of the palace and climbed the city wall. The King of the East Sea did not follow, which made him even more happy.

Everyone didn't know at this time that Cui Teng made a great contribution tonight.