"Thank you, Teacher Yao!" Gao Yuanyuan stepped forward and bowed deeply to express her gratitude. It was obvious that she was full of respect for Jiahao and seemed to regard him as a good teacher.

"You're welcome." Jiahao shook his head and said, "Then where should we play?"

Gao Yuanyuan quickly replied: "It's at my place. My dad's piano has been moved to my room. You can just play it once."

Jiahao responded: "Okay. Let's go and have a look."

"Yeah." Gao Yuanyuan nodded, and then she led Jiahao to the practice room.

Jiahao discovers that Gao Yuanyuan and Gu Qing's sister Gu Jie are about the same age, but their personalities are completely different. Gao Yuanyuan is quieter, but both are cute and well-behaved, and their looks are different.

Under the guidance of Gao Yuanyuan, Jiahao came to the room where the ancient guqin was placed. In fact, it was Gao Yuanyuan's boudoir. The room was very spacious and the light was very bright.

The moment he walked in, Jiahao could only smell the fresh fragrance coming from his nose. He didn't know if it was the perfume sprinkled in the room or the body fragrance of Yaoran left behind by Gao Yuanyuan's virginity.

After all, it was the first time for Jing to step into a girl's room, and it was the extremely luxuriously decorated boudoir of a rich daughter. Jiahao always felt that it was a bit strange and unaccustomed to it.

"Teacher, the piano is right there." Gao Yuanyuan pointed to a guqin placed on the table by the window and said.

"Oh, I'll give it a try." Jiahao nodded and went straight to the topic. He walked up and sat down in front of the guqin, preparing to play another song.

When he saw this extremely beautiful guqin again, Jiahao's hands couldn't help itching again, and he just wanted to play it to his heart's content again.

"Teacher, can I record the scene so that I can listen to it and appreciate it over and over again?" Gao Yuanyuan begged, blinking her watery eyes.

Jiahao said: "Okay, just record it."

I thought to myself that this little girl has so many demands, she wouldn’t be able to post a video of herself playing the piano on Weibo.

But he didn't think too much about it. It wasn't a bad thing. He wasn't afraid of exposure. If Gao Yuanyuan posted the video for like-minded people to enjoy, it would still be helping him publicize.

He has now become a top guqin player in the guqin world. Even the Taishan Beidou-level players in this field may not play as well as he does, nor do they know as much as he does.

"Thank you, teacher!" Seeing that Jiahao readily agreed to her request, Gao Yuanyuan jumped up in surprise. She quickly brought a high-definition dv machine to record Jiahao.

"Okay, then I'll start." Jiahao gestured to her and then got into the mood.

This time he deliberately chose a guqin piece, which is the famous "Guangling San" in history.

"Guangling San", also known as "Guangling Zhixi", is a large-scale guqin piece in ancient times. It is a very famous guqin piece in the history of Han music and one of the top ten famous ancient tunes in China.

The so-called "Guangling San" is the ancient "Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han Song". Ji Kang, a qin master in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, was famous for his skill in playing this piece. Before his execution, he still took his time and played the piece on his qin, and sighed with emotion: ""Guangling San" was written in

It’s over now!”

Although Ji Kang had not played "Guangling San" on the guqin in front of him, Jiahao knew that this piece of music had been played on this guqin by countless famous ancient qin players, and he "remembered" it by heart.

It's easy to play.

Jiahao waved his fingers, and the music began to fly, and Gao Yuanyuan also started recording a video of him seriously.

When "Guangling San" was played, Jiahao seemed to see Ji Kang playing the last "Guangling San" on the high execution platform in front of thousands of people who came to see him off.

The clanking sound of the piano and the mysterious melody spread all over the place and floated into everyone's heart. After playing it, they died happily.

In an instant, his whole body seemed to be immersed in Ji Kang, who was facing martyrdom, so he played with great enthusiasm.

"Guangling San" is different from ordinary songs. The climax is very sharp and full of murderous intent.

Gao Yuanyuan's room was immediately occupied by the sound of the piano, as if her room was too small to accommodate the wonderful artistic conception brought about by the music.

After playing the song, Gao Yuanyuan was stunned. She had never imagined that such exquisite piano music existed in the world. She had never heard such impassioned and penetrating piano music.

"Yuanyuan, are you done recording?" After the conversation, it took a long time for Jiahao to regain his composure. He then stood up and greeted Gao Yuanyuan.

"I...I...It's okay, Teacher Yao!" Gao Yuanyuan finally recovered from the huge shock, and she quickly pressed the recording stop button.

"Teacher, what kind of music is this? Why have I never heard it before?" Gao Yuanyuan asked in surprise, "I have listened to many piano music, such as "Three Plum Blossoms" and "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace", but I have never heard yours.

!It sounds so good, it’s simply wonderful!”

Jiahao casually replied: ""Guangling San"!"

""Guangling San"?!" Gao Yuanyuan'e frowned and said in surprise, "Why are they different from the several versions I heard? Is this the ancient version of "Guangling San"? Most of the versions we hear today are after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Mr. Guan Pinghu, the famous guqin master in my country, compiled and scored the tunes according to the "Magical Secret Music". The original version of "Guangling San" played by Ji Kang has been lost long ago, right? But the version you played is really nice. It’s very artistic!”

"Guangling San" has been lost?!" Hearing what Gao Yuanyuan said, Jiahao's mind suddenly enlightened. He immediately thought that what he had learned were all ancient piano music, some of which were very ancient and even completely lost. Modern

The violinist may not be able to play it well.

He did not expect that he would not only learn extraordinary qin skills, but also restore ancient qin music, one of which was Ji Kang's "Guangling San".

These are the artistic essence of Chinese civilization!

After Jiahao played an original retro version of "Guangling San", Gao Yuanyuan was full of praise. She respected Jiahao like a god. Finally, she sincerely asked Jiahao for his contact information and added him on the spot.

qq.

Jiahao is naturally very enthusiastic and responds to requests because he thinks Gao Yuanyuan is good and can be his successor in piano art. Before this, he had not seriously thought about recruiting apprentices, but now he has thought about it carefully.

, I feel that this is very necessary. After all, the skills he inherited from antiques are not only extraordinary, but many of them have been lost. And he learned it by accident, so he must pass it on, but don't break it on him.

generation.

"Teacher Yao, can I contact you often in the future?" Gao Yuanyuan asked after the two parties added QQ to each other on the computer. At this moment, a happy and sweet smile appeared on her face. She behaved much more generously in front of Jahao.

After a short period of contact, the distance between the two people has obviously become much closer.

Jiahao nodded without hesitation and said: "Of course, if you have any questions, just ask me. But I live in the capital and don't come to Suzhou often. Just give me a call!"

"Yeah, okay." Gao Yuanyuan nodded obediently and agreed.

Later, Jiahao said goodbye and left Gao Yuanyuan's boudoir, and walked back to the living room.

After meeting Mr. Zheng and Lin Haitao in the hall, Jiahao said goodbye to Gao Hai. Gao Hai originally warmly invited them to have lunch, but Jiahao and the others politely refused, so the three of them immediately walked out of the villa.

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"Master, where are we going this afternoon?" After walking out, Jiahao asked Mr. Zheng with a smile.

Mr. Zheng replied: "You can have fun in the afternoon and don't do anything else."

Jiahao looked at Mr. Zheng with some doubts in his eyes and said: "Master, when are you going to ask me about the relic? Didn't you say that you can ask the master of Hanshan Temple for advice?"

Mr. Zheng nodded and said: "Yes. But not today. I have already asked clearly. Master Linghe will not have time to see us until tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh, is that so?" Jiahao responded quickly, "Okay then. Let's talk about it tomorrow afternoon."

The magical "Jade Pure Vase" in his hand has not yet been confirmed and has not been confirmed by everyone. Therefore, it is necessary to ask a more professional master of magical instruments to make an appraisal. Hanshan Temple is an ancient temple with a thousand years of history, and there must be eminent monks in it.

, the relic is the most precious treasure of Buddhism, and the monks should be more familiar with this kind of magical instrument, so it is right to find them.

"Brother Yao, where are we going to play in the afternoon?" Lin Haitao, who was following him, suddenly asked.

Jiahao replied: "Let's go back to the hotel for dinner first. It's getting late. We'll make arrangements for the afternoon."

Lin Haitao said: "Actually, I'm not hungry at all. I just had a big meal not long ago, and I still haven't digested it well. Brother Yao, let's go shopping in the antique street."

He made the suggestion with joy, but Jiahao shook his head and said: "I feel a little tired today and don't want to go shopping. Let's do it tomorrow morning. After shopping in the morning, I will go to Hanshan Temple to find Master Linghe in the afternoon."

It's not that he has no energy, but considering that the special function of his eyes has been used three times today, it has been used up long ago. If he just goes to the antique market, even if he encounters an antique with a very strong "Baoguang", it will be sure

There was nothing much, so he chose to rest in the afternoon and set out to visit the antique market here tomorrow.

"Well, okay." Lin Haitao nodded and didn't say much at the moment. He just followed Lin Haitao and Mr. Zheng back to the big hotel where they were staying.

After returning to the hotel, Jiahao and the others had dinner first, and then Jiahao and Lin Haitao stayed in the room to read and read.

It wasn't until he woke up the next day that Jiahao called Lin Haitao and said, "Haitao, let's go shopping in the antique street now. You should be familiar with the antique market here, right?"

Lin Haitao nodded with a smile and replied: "Of course! I have been here more than once, and I always go to the antique market every time I come here! Although the antique market here in Suzhou is not very big, it doesn't seem to be as big as the one in the capital.

It's so professional, but it's still worth a visit. Just take a look, you might be able to find something good. The key is that your eyesight is so good, you can dig out the treasures no matter how deep they are hidden!

"

Jiahao said: "Yes, it is good to have a long experience. Okay, let's set off."

The two of them immediately greeted Mr. Zheng, walked out of the hotel, and drove straight to their destination.

The first stop they went to was the Confucian Temple Antique Market. Not long after, their car drove to the street where the market was located and parked in a public parking lot.

Afterwards, Jiahao and Lin Haitao happily dived into the center of the antique market.

The Suzhou Confucian Temple Antique Market is located in the Fuxue Confucian Temple built in the Qing Dynasty. The first half of the Confucian Temple is now the Suzhou Stele Museum. This is the place where Confucius, the Confucian saint, was worshiped in ancient times. The temple is solemn and the ancient trees are towering, while the second half is

The small bungalow with gray walls and black tiles and a large open space were opened up as an antique market. There are more than 200 fixed shops in the market, and the open space is 500 to 600 square meters, which can accommodate a large number of antique vendors from the surrounding areas.

After walking in with the bustling crowd, Jiahao felt that the management of the Suzhou Confucian Temple Antique Market was very user-friendly, the ancient buildings in the temple were well protected, the grounds were lined with trees, and there were even small stone bridges and

The lotus pond gives the noisy market a garden-like poetic charm, which is quite unique to Suzhou.

The ground inside the venue was divided into many stall areas, and the brick-paved paths in the courtyard naturally became spacious passages between the stalls, so the hundreds of stalls were arranged in an orderly manner.

The market displays a wide variety of things, including porcelain, jade, Yao bronzes, wood carvings, ivory carvings, coins, stamps, old books, newspapers and periodicals, etc. All kinds of curios are filled with stalls.

Today may be due to the weekend, so the market is very popular. Looking around, you can see that there are crowds of people around. People are constantly pouring into the market from the entrance to join the vast queue of Taobao.

"Brother Yao, isn't this place nice?" Lin Haitao asked with a smile.

Jiahao nodded and said, "Well, it's quite lively."

Lin Haitao said: "Today is Saturday, and these are the busiest two days of the week. Since you are here, let's take a good look. Brother Yao, let's go around."

"Okay." Jiahao followed Lin Haitao through the crowd, and their eyes naturally searched the surrounding antique stalls to find what they liked.
To be continued...