Zither Emperor Chapter 975 Chapter 311 Ye Yinzhu's Test Middle

975: Chapter 311 Ye Yinzhu’s Test (Middle) 975: Chapter 311 Ye Yinzhu’s Test (Middle) Silvio looked deeply into Ye Yinzhu’s eyes, revealing a light brimming with profound meaning as he proclaimed loudly, “Xiang Luan, bring over Rui Qin.”

Xiang Luan, holding Rui Qin, and acpanied by Haiyang and Sura, walked over.

Ye Yinzhu was somewhat surprised to find that his two wives were looking at Rui Qin with a touch of indulgence in their eyes, evidently very fond of the child.

Knowing that his three children with Haiyang and Sura were all little geniuses, it was clear that this Crown Prince Rui Qin must possess some exceptional qualities for his wives to think so highly of him.

Xiang Luan set Rui Qin on the ground, and the Crown Prince approached Ye Yinzhu without any hint of stage fright, respectfully saying, “Teacher.”

Ye Yinzhu smiled slightly and said, “Calling me ‘teacher’ is a bit premature; I haven’t started the test yet.”

Rui Qin lifted his head to look at the much taller Ye Yinzhu, his eyes brimming with confidence, “Teacher, I will definitely pass your test.”

Although there was still a long time before the holy war would begin, Ye Yinzhu couldn’t afford to waste time.

“Then let’s begin now,” he said.

As he spoke, Ye Yinzhu walked behind a desk and sat down.

With a flash of light in his hand, an ancient zither appeared on the desk out of thin air.

This was a low table, and Ye Yinzhu sat cross-legged behind it, putting him at eye level with the standing Rui Qin, and allowing the Crown Prince to see the ancient zither on the table clearly.

The moment Ye Yinzhu’s hands touched the strings of the ancient zither, he immediately became focused.

Although his zither playing skills were unmatched in this world, his dedication to the ancient zither would never change.

Elegant and noble, Ye Yinzhu’s demeanor was no longer gentle but now carried a familiar sensation recognized by the surrounding people, Crown Prince Rui Qin excluded.

Ye Yinzhu gazed at the ancient zither in his hands, a special glow in his eyes, and said, “Crown Prince Rui Qin, this zither is named The Great Sage’s Legacy.

It measures thirty-eight inches and seven-tenths in length, six inches and two-tenths across the shoulders, four inches and one-tenth at the tail, with the thickest part being one inch and six-tenths, and the base thickness three-tenths of an inch.

This ancient zither features a rounded head tapering to a narrow tail, with the neck and waist forming shallow arcs inward.

The zither’s surface is full-bodied with a slightly semi-elliptical shape, and the neck and waist have rounded ridges.

It is black in color, with chestnut shell-color and some deer horn grey primer showing through where the lacquer has worn away, revealing small snake belly patterns alternating with fine ox hair patterns.

Golden frets.

The base of the zither has wave-like fine patterns.

The Dragon Pond is circular, with a diameter of two inches and seven-tenths, while the Phoenix Marsh is oblong, measuring three inches and five-tenths long and eight-tenths of an inch wide.

The zither’s surface is crafted from paulownia wood, pale yellow in color, with straight and dense grain.

To the outside of the high strings, from Yueshan down to the least fret, there are traces of joining, and the resonance area is slightly prominent.

Made with purple sandalwood for the tailpiece, the craftsmanship is detailed and exquisite.

Below the forehead, there’s a slight slope from the bridge pool outward, fitted with a pair of Emerald Jade bridge feet, carved with sunflower petal patterns, and the bridge is made with a six-sided sharp base.”

Rui Qin looked at Ye Yinzhu, his eyes shifting from intellect to dedication.

As he set his sight on The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither and listened to Ye Yinzhu’s description, he seemed to be pletely immersed.

When Ye Yinzhu finished speaking, Rui Qin couldn’t help but say, “What a fine zither.”

Ye Yinzhu smiled indifferently, “You know it’s a fine zither?”

The Crown Prince Rui Qin nodded and said, “Because I love the zither, I have read some classics about it.

The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither, Mount Yi’s Paulownia, Empty Mulberry Material, the phoenix cries during the autumn moon, and the crane dances on the Jade Terrace.

Among ancient zithers, in terms of possessing the nine virtues, The Great Sage’s Legacy is considered preeminent, the most balanced of zithers suitable for gentle and slow-paced music.

Teacher, am I correct?”

Ye Yinzhu, somewhat surprised, looked up at Crown Prince Rui Qin and nodded slowly, “You’re not wrong.

However, The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither also has its flaws.

Since it is too balanced, it lacks a zither’s spirit.

Even if one wanted to infuse a zither’s soul into it, it would be impossible, and therefore it can’t bee a legendary zither.

Since you have read some classics about the zither, there’s no need for me to test your knowledge in that area.

Next, I will play a piece; you should watch closely, listen carefully, and feel it.”

“Yes,” Rui Qin replied respectfully with a nod.

Ye Yinzhu gently stroked the zither strings, his spirit and emotions instantly merging into the ancient zither.

Even before he began to play, The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither seemed to emit a captivating brilliance all around.

The same zither could produce vastly different effects in the hands of different people.

A deep echo resonated, firm and with an echo within an echo, and under Ye Yinzhu’s full concentration, this ancient zither actually began to resonate.

As he gently flicked the strings, Ye Yinzhu’s hands rolled across them, his movements as fluid as the clouds and flowing water.

Yet, strangely, even though each string vibrated clearly with his playing, not a single note was heard.

Ye Yinzhu played the zither very seriously and with utmost concentration, as if he poured all his mental strength into the performance at this moment.

Could a zither piece without sound still be considered a zither piece?

Everyone present was perceptive, but no one could tell what Ye Yinzhu was doing, or rather, what he intended to do.

The only noticeable change was that The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither under his eight fingers’ play grew increasingly bright, each string trembling like a dancing elf.

Prince Rui Qin watched Ye Yinzhu’s movement with great focus, his small frame not stirring in the slightest, nor did he find it strange that no sound was produced—just watched carefully, as if afraid of missing any detail.

Ye Yinzhu’s hands moved faster and faster, seemingly imbued with the brilliance of the zither strings, as if carved from jade.

After a long while, Ye Yinzhu’s hands slowly lifted, and at that moment, all seven strings of The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither trembled simultaneously.

If one observed closely, they would notice that the trembling frequency of each string was exactly the same.

As his hands slowly descended, Ye Yinzhu slowly raised his head, and only then did the people notice that his eyes had pletely turned silver.

As a Grand Spirit Sorcerer, Fergerson understood this state the best—it was the state of using spiritual power to the extreme.

He could also have silver light flash in his eyes when using powerful Spiritual Magic, but there was no way he could turn his eyes pletely silver like Ye Yinzhu now.

Did this simple-looking zither piece, even devoid of any magic fluctuations and sound, really require Ye Yinzhu to exert all his spiritual power?

The silver light in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes gradually faded as he looked at Prince Rui Qin and said calmly, “Did you hear it clearly?

Did you see it clearly?

Do you understand?”

Three questions appeared at once, but Prince Rui Qin, as if he had not heard Ye Yinzhu’s words, still fixed his gaze on The Great Sage’s Legacy Zither, where the trembling was gradually subsiding, his focus unyielding, not blinking an eye.

Xiang Luan couldn’t help but speak up, “Yin Zhu, what are you doing?

There’s no sound, how do you expect Rui Qin to listen?

How can he be expected to understand?

If you don’t want to take him as a disciple, there’s no need to make it so difficult for a child!” Having originally hailed from the Divine Music Department, she, along with Haiyang, was recognized as the most outstanding Divine Music Master in the department before Ye Yinzhu’s arrival.

Yet even she didn’t understand what Ye Yinzhu meant, and the plex feelings in her heart couldn’t help but burst forth at this.

Haiyang chuckled, gently wrapping his arm around Xiang Luan’s shoulder, “Sister Xiang Luan, why the rush?

Yin Zhu knows what he’s doing.

Why do you look like a hen protecting a chick right now?

Don’t you know what kind of person Yin Zhu is?”

Xiang Luan was startled briefly, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Hearing Haiyang’s hen and chick ment, her pretty face blushed, and she looked down, annoyed, “You’re the hen.”

Ye Yinzhu didn’t pay attention to Xiang Luan; he just looked at Rui Qin and waited quietly.

It was only when the trembling of the seven strings finally stopped that Prince Rui Qin snapped out of it, taking a deep breath.

He blinked several times in succession, resting his sore eyes, then looked at Ye Yinzhu and said, “Teacher, I heard it clearly, and I saw it clearly.

But, I don’t understand.”

“Oh?

Tell me about it.” Ye Yinzhu said evenly.

Prince Rui Qin replied, “The way you were playing just now must be a very special ability that absorbed the sound produced by the vibrating strings.

That’s why there was no sound.

However, if one looks closely at your fingertips and the frequency of the string vibrations, one can still feel the emotion.

That’s why I said I heard and saw it clearly.

What I don’t understand is how you did it.

Was it magic?”

Ye Yinzhu couldn’t hide a trace of surprise in his eyes, “You could feel the emotions from my fingertips while I played?”

Prince Rui Qin nodded, “Yes.

Your fingertips’ contact and play on the strings convey a very direct emotion.

I didn’t notice at first, but when it ended, the synchronized trembling of those seven strings made me understand.

Even without a sound, the ancient zither can still produce emotion.

Not the emotion of the zither music, but the emotion of the performer.

Teacher, it’s no wonder my sister said you are the world’s most outstanding Divine Music Master.

I understand what you are doing, but I also know that it’s not something that can be mastered in a year or two.

I take back my previous words.

If I only put half my heart into learning the zither, I fear I could not achieve what you do in a lifetime.

To interpret one’s emotions in silence.”

Before, Ye Yinzhu had only heard others praise this child, and while he had formed an impression in his heart, he hadn’t taken it seriously.

After all, the child was only around four years old, not even quite four.

Yet now, having interacted with him personally, he realized that all the praise heaped upon this child was not an exaggeration at all.

(To be continued.

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