At her words, a flash of excitement crossed Princess Anle's eyes, and she immediately ordered a maid, "Go and fetch my treasured Great Sage's Lost Melody!"
She had come prepared. This zither had been intended for Lu Changfeng all along, making her desire to befriend and win him over plain to see.
Soon, a seven-stringed zither of ancient design, with a faint radiance held within it, was respectfully presented.
Lu Changfeng did not decline. He simply sat opposite Peng Junqing, laid the zither across his knees, and casually plucked it twice. Its tone was clear and penetrating-a truly superb instrument.
Seeing this, Peng Junqing half closed his eyes, steadied his mind and breath for a moment, then gently lowered his fingertips.
The zither's notes were rich and balanced, carrying a peculiar rhythm that seemed subtly attuned to the shimmering pond and the breath of heaven and earth. As the piece progressed, its imagery unfolded, at times like a river tide beginning to rise, flowing on without end; at others like a deep pool reflecting the moon, tranquil and profound.
His consummate skill, combined with the imagery of the ancient piece itself, was indeed captivating.
Strangely, the fish that had been swimming aimlessly in the pond seemed drawn by the music. They slowly gathered beneath the pleasure boat, growing ever more numerous until they formed a surging shadow.
Everyone aboard held their breath and listened, intoxication written across their faces.
Lu Changfeng nodded. The man did have a few tricks up his sleeve. Drawing the fish over was no crooked art, either. His music reached into the mysteries, using intent as its strings and the heart as its instrument to stir heaven-and-earth spiritual qi.
All living things pursued spiritual energy, so naturally, creatures would stir at the sound!
Lu Changfeng had