(Maopu Chinese) "Guangling San".

Manli's best song.

With a new finger guard, like a child, under the supervision of the teacher with both hands on the chest, under the moonlit night light, Manli completed the song "Guangling San" in one go.

Manly likes it, and she inexplicably likes that era.

It was a real troubled time.

There have been a number of veritable iron-blooded heroes, a fierce will to live has been propagated, and the political logic of "the winner is king, and the loser is the villain".

The passion left by the heroes of the late Eastern Han Dynasty is still there, the descendants are still there, the subordinates are still there, and the cronies are still there, but the giant hand that rules all this has withered in the dark tombs. At the same time, various social forces that had been concealed and subdued by the might of heroes in the past suddenly surged up to compete for power and status for themselves. The collision of these two forces is several levels lower than the majesty of the heroes in the past. As a result, the grand plan is gone, the magnificent fierce battle is gone, and the poetry of history is gone, replaced by open and secret fighting, upper and lower hands, opportunistic shortcuts, and replaced by power tricks, rebellion, and murder......

The Wei and Jin dynasties were such a disorderly and dark "post-heroic period".

Among them, the most pitiful are those who are more or less politically enthusiastic, and they are most easily attracted by the heroic personality, not to mention that these heroes and some of their families are themselves brilliant intellectuals, and naturally form a group of people around them. As soon as the political struggle became fierce, these celebrities and celebrities became ghosts one after another, and they died more and more miserably than politicians.

He Yan, the founder of metaphysics, philosopher, poet, and strategist, was killed;

Zhang Hua, politician, poet, and author of the Naturalist, was killed;

Pan Yue, a poet on the same level as Lu Ji and the most famous beautiful man in ancient China, was killed;

Xie Lingyun, the originator of ancient Chinese landscape poetry, has many famous sentences living in people's mouths and being killed to this day;

Fan Ye, the outstanding historian who wrote the Emperor's historiography masterpiece "The Book of the Later Han", was killed;

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Inexplicably, Manli loves to immerse herself in this atmosphere of indifference and gorgeous resentment, and is born with a blood with a sense of deity, as if these long-standing "hatred, mourning, and love" are solidified in the blood......

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The Führer also listened with emotion.

"Guangling San" is Ji Kang's masterpiece,

Ji Kang, wearing a wooden flail, was taken from prison to the execution ground by a group of soldiers.

The execution ground is in Luoyang East City, and the road is not close. Ji Kang's expression was ethereal along the way. He remembered many strange encounters in his life.

He remembered that he had also gone up the mountain to find Master Sun Deng, just like Ruan Ji, and followed Master Sun Deng for a short time. The master hardly spoke on weekdays, and it was not until Ji Kang parted that he sighed deeply: "You have a strong temperament and outstanding talent, can you avoid disasters?"

He remembered that in his early years, he had traveled west in Luoshui to study, and one day he stayed in Huayang overnight and played the piano alone in his residence. In the middle of the night, a visitor suddenly came, claiming to be an ancient, and talked about music and rhythm with Ji Kang. The visitors talked and talked about the interest, asked Ji Kang to go to the piano, played a song "Guangling San", the tone was superb, after playing this song to Ji Kang, and repeatedly told not to pass it on to others. Then the man drifted away, leaving no name.

When Ji Kang thought of this, his ears were full of the melody of "Guangling San". He did as the mysterious visitor told him and did not teach anyone. A man named Yuan Xiaoni heard out of nowhere that Ji Kang would play this tune, and asked for it to be taught many times, but he did not agree. The execution ground is not far away, could it be that this song is permanently cut off?—— thinking of this, he was slightly flustered.

Suddenly, Ji Kang heard a commotion in front of him, and the noise was getting louder and louder. It turned out that 3,000 Taixue students were crowding around the execution ground to petition for the imperial court to pardon Ji Kang and let Ji Kang serve as Taixue's mentor. Obviously, the students wanted to use such a petition to remind the imperial court of Ji Kang's social reputation and academic status. But these young people didn't know that their gathering of 3,000 people had become a kind of political demonstration, so how could Sima Zhao give in?

Ji Kang looked at the young student who was pressed by the black, and was a little moved. He has been arrogant all his life, and he died because of the only few friends, and he looks around with sincerity. An official rushed through the crowd and came to the high platform of the execution ground to announce: The court will uphold the original verdict!

There was a tsunami on the execution ground.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ji Kang, who had already been put on the high platform.

Ji Kang, who was in great shape, raised his head, squinted at the sun, and said to the officials beside him: "The time for execution has not yet come, let me play a tune." Without waiting for the official to answer, he said to his brother Ji Xi, who was seeing him off: "Brother, please bring my piano." ”

Ji Kang sat in front of the qin and said to the 3,000 students and onlookers: "Please let me play "Guangling San" again. In the past, Yuan Xiaoni wanted to learn many times, but I refused. "Guangling San" is now extinct!"

There was silence on the execution ground, and the mysterious sound of the piano was overwhelming.

After the bullet was played, Ji Kang calmly went to his death.

It was the summer of 262 A.D., and Ji Kang was thirty-nine years old.

For a moment, the Führer was in a trance,

Manly turned her back to him,

I can't see my face clearly, I can't see my fingering,

But the tune is shocking,

to remind the Führer of her great father, and more importantly, of her beautiful mother, who seemed to be born to deceive people...... Listen, Mei Jingqun, when she died, the blood was full of crane stars, fifty-five, but her face was still as bright as a girl, the crane she raised flew away, the turtle she had pillowed swallowed, and the heroes of the end who were fascinated by her committed suicide in prison......

The Führer's heart sank!

The song "Guangling San" shocked him!

Ji Kang, three thousand loyal disciples,

Mei Jingqun, how can she only have 3,000 loyalty? A woman who can't read big characters still has such a landslide and earth splitting magic...... Her only daughter, her only bloodline...... Confused, isn't the crisis already in front of you?! and Xichen, how similar is the tree to the beginning...... The root of the curse is already in front of us, why are you still delusional about "entering my door"! Could it be that the world that the Jin family has won with great difficulty is really like Dongwu, and it will not be able to pass three generations, and it will be returned to her Jiang family? !

Lao Li'er, with the king like a tiger,

Sometimes I'm really not afraid that you will make a mistake, but I am afraid that the emperor will have a "suspicion" word, and the murderous intention will gradually be hidden......

Manli was recruited by Chen Zhan this day,

"Manli, I have an old man, the old man in the family has bad legs, you can go with me to see. ”

Then he came to the drunken school with the teacher.

In the drunken school, the official residence of the great traitor Zheng Xunhe in the Republic of China.

A mansion full of his family,

Later, it was divided into ordinary people's houses, and there were 38 garden houses at most.

The old house just has a feeling, and Manli's low heels are "oh oh" on top of it, and there is a bit of rhythm in the twenties and thirties.

Chen Zhan's family lived on the top floor of the third floor.

Located in the east corner, a family of four generations, four rooms, a large living room in the middle, the Republic of China fireplace is the largest color.

The old man is an old grandmother, nearly 100 years old, and it is not easy for her legs and feet to be bright at this time, but she is in good spirits and good at talking, and it can also be seen that the family history is true.

The fourth generation of the family, what a coincidence, is only a month older, and she is also a baby girl.

Now Manli is closer to the family,

Entrusted by the teacher, she often came to her house to treat the elderly in the following days, and gradually became familiar with the parents.

On this day, I talked about parenting with the child's mother Xue again,

Xue hugged her family Wanyi, "Manli, when will you bring your family to the house to play, and ask Wanyi and Man to meet." ”

When Manli heard this, she nodded. Although Man is taken care of in the palace, there are actually bad things, and it is rare to take them out to meet babies of the same age. Manli agreed, and the next day she hugged her to play Chinese