One

"Hu Ji originally came out of Huzhong, and the piano turned out the same rhythm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAlthough the eighteen-beat song is over, there is more than enough thought. ”

A small courtyard, silver light paving, maple leaves flying, in the center of the pool under the rockery, a small pavilion at four corners is like a thing in the mirror pond painting, the young and beautiful lady pulls a brocade hand, in the pavilion while practicing her voice and body. The music is leisurely, and the piano is played by a beautiful woman in the world, and there is a viewer leaning on the pillar and sitting indecently next to her.

At the end of the song, the viewer sat up and clapped his hands: "Good!

"It's over. The lady bowed, sat down at the stone table with her sleeves folded, and smiled at the person playing the harp opposite. "I really can't imagine that there are such wonderful people in the world. Even if a person is beautiful, the piano art is also the best in the world. Little Ten Girl's piano skills really taught me well. After that, the lady said to the viewers: "Wenwen, didn't you say that when I finish singing, you will also present a song?"

"Huh, this ......" Wenwen scratched his forehead and looked at Xiao Shi embarrassedly. "It's okay if I want to sing, but it's just ......"

"Just how?"

Madame asked her with a smile, and Xiao Shi also looked up at her slightly, very curious about her desire to speak.

She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, pretending to be pensive, and her thoughts were swirling in her heart. Just now, Mrs. Hua's song "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats", which was very famous in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, has made her see the charm of ancient songs, Xiao Shi's piano skills are superb, if she fulfills her previous promise, she will have to present an ancient song for the two of them. But she didn't know a few ancient songs, but she remembered a lot of ancient poems, but she sang them in songs on the spot, and she was afraid that if she opened her voice, Xiao Shi would smash people with the piano. That piano has been treasured by Mrs. Hua for many years, and it is very precious.

"Wenwen?" Mrs. Hua asked her out loud when she saw that she had been pondering for a long time. "Is there any difficulty?"

"No, there are no difficulties. I answered my wife's words, and naturally I did as I was. Thinking back, Wenwen straightened his clothes, took out a handkerchief, and shook it a few times. "I'll say okay first, I can't sing well, don't blame me. And I don't sing songs with piano accompaniment. Xiao Shiwei asked her why with her eyes, and she opened her mouth: "Throughout the ages, there have been too many lyrics accompanied by the piano, and the one I sang is different for you to be different from the past." ”

Xiao Shi and Mrs. Hua looked at each other, and then looked at Wenwen in unison, with questions in their eyes.

Wen Wen patted his chest and said, "Since I want to sing, of course I have to sing the best, you have to listen to it!"

Mrs. Hua and Xiao Shi sat on the side, listening to her best tunes.

She coughed a few times, cleared her throat, and sang aloud:

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the high place is unbearable, and I dance to find out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Turn Zhu Ge, low Qihu, and shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, when the time is long to say goodbye, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete, but I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

The beautiful scenery of the good day is no day, who is happy to fill the courtyard...... The sound of the water is murmuring, the moonlight is silver, the girl is intoxicated, selflessly devoted to the singing, and the love is deep.

After singing the song, Wenwen put down his handkerchief and turned his back to the only two audience members. For a long time, without words.

Mrs. Hua and Xiao Shi were stunned, and there was something in their eyes that could be called amazing.

"It's ugly. After pondering, Wenwen turned around and learned that Mrs. Hua owed herself. "Are you crying?" Seeing Wenwen lowering her eyebrows, Mrs. Hua noticed tears in the corners of her eyes.

She rudely wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, her voice was astringent, and she was still smiling: "When I think of the past, I can't help crying, don't mind." ”

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles...... It's really a beautiful hope, and anyone who listens to it will be reminded of the past and remember the people who have left. Mrs. Hua was also laughing, there was a touch of sadness in her smile, as if she remembered the past, she packed up her two handkerchiefs and asked Wenwen: "Your song is really strange, I have never heard such a way of singing, it is very good, what is the name?"

Wenwen scratched his head and whispered: "Water tunes the song head." ”

"Who wrote it?"

"A dead man. Wenwen can only answer like this, anyway, there has never been the Jin Dynasty in the history of this world, and there has never been the Southern Song and Northern Song Dynasty, so there should be no problem with her being like Su Shi.

Obviously, her obviously prevaricating answer made Mrs. Hua stunned for a while, unable to speak. Only Xiao Shi was quiet like a background, silently stroking the piano and listening to the music.

Wenwen looked at the night, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and the sky and earth were so quiet that everything could sleep. She yawned, "Madam, it's getting late, why don't we talk again tomorrow." ”

"It's okay, you two are also sleepy, so I won't disturb you to rest. Lady Flower stood up and smiled. "I wanted to ask you, who is this composer, who can write such a beautiful and expansive song, it is very similar to getting to know him, but you said that he is dead, and it seems that there is no chance in his life. ”

I don't have a chance in my life...... You don't have a chance even in the next life. Wenwen thought to himself. Before I knew it, there was no more of Mrs. Hua in front of me. She looked at Xiao Shi, Xiao Shi pointed to the rockery path, she understood, Mrs. Hua was gone, which also meant that from today on, she and Xiao Shi would not have to sleep on the streets.

The thought of that farce this morning gave her a headache. Because there is no money to pay for the room, she and Xiao Shi are honored to be kicked out by the shopkeeper, and the little ten hates that someone does something to them, and when the shopkeeper wants to come to drive them away, Xiao Shi unexpectedly smashes people with a teacup. The shopkeeper was bleeding on the spot, and in full view of everyone, he insisted on pulling them to see the official and seek justice. Wenwen can't persuade him, and he can't advance or retreat in a hurry. In the midst of the noise, Mrs. Hua suddenly appeared. not only paid off the arrears for them, but also compensated the medical expenses to the shopkeeper. She and Xiao Shi had nowhere to go, so Madame Hua took them in and took them to this small courtyard for them to live in. She was very grateful to Mrs. Hua, who did not ask them for accommodation fees, but only said that they lived alone, which was quite lonely, and they wanted to find a few people to live together, so they borrowed here.

It's getting late. Xiao Shi was also sleepy, Wenwen took her into the house and slept with Xiao Shi as usual.

Before going to bed, Wenwen thought about a lot of things, but in fact, the song "Water Tune Song Head" was only temporarily thought of before he decided to sing it. Mrs. Hua is good at songs, and she enthusiastically has to sing to them, at that time she was happy because she found a good place to live, and she was dizzy and said that she would sing a song to Mrs. Hua, but she didn't expect that she really sang it. It's been a long time since I've sung this song, she used to sing to those guys, but today, they're no longer around, and she only sings to the moon to miss the past.

At this moment, I understand the meaning of Su Shi's poem, probably the poet's mood when writing poetry is very similar to her now.

A stranger, only Mochizuki thinks about people.

Two

The next day, the sky was bright, and there was a noise outside the house, and the sound of footsteps was incessant.

Wenwen slept sweetly, there were a lot of all kinds of snacks floating in the air in her dream, sweet and delicious, she ate deliciously, she couldn't stop, and when she was about to bite into a piece of sweet and sour seeds, the dream was shattered, and the original sweet and sour seeds turned into a fist-sized white flower steamed bun in the blink of an eye, and she still had a dry corner of the steamed bun in her mouth, and she couldn't swallow it.

"Little Ten?" she lay on the bed on all fours, the quilt only covered her thighs, and her two slender calves looked extremely thick and stiff because she was wearing white underwear. "What time is it, it's so noisy outside!" she sat up, spitting out what was in her mouth. Xiao Shi sat opposite, looking at her expressionlessly, holding a steamed bun with a missing corner in his hand, which was obviously bitten by someone in his sleep.

Xiao Shizhi pointed out the window, put the steamed buns on the table, sat down in front of the dresser softly, and used a horn comb to comb the long black hair.

"Little Ten, when did you get up so early. I'm waking you up outside. Wenwen stretched, yawned, and got dressed slowly. "What's going on today? It's so lively, what's going on?" she pushed open the window near the water, and poked her head out to look out—across the pool, on the long stone road, there were several maids of the same color and the same color, holding white jade plates in their hands, and they didn't know where to send them.

"Two young ladies, are you up?" Outside the door, a familiar voice came in, accompanied by a gentle knock on the door.

Wenwen opened the door, and sure enough, he saw Xiangyun leading four maids to stand outside the door. Except for Xiangyun, everyone else has one thing in their hands, including those who serve plates, those who end basins, those who serve face cloths, and those who serve breakfast. And Xiangyun was holding a stack of poetry booklets in his hand. "Miss Wenwen is well, Madame sent me to wash the two of you. Xiangyun blessed his body and smiled.

"No, don't bother. Wenwen waved his hand. "Xiao Shi and I have already done it. Isn't it? Turning his head to look at the beauty holding the thrush, Wenwen gave the beauty a look, only to see the beauty nodding knowingly.

Xiangyun frowned slightly, pointed to Wenwen's head, and said, "But...... But the girl has to take care of her hair. ”

Wenwen touched her head, it was a mess, she must have slept to death at night, and she was restless, so she slept her hair like a bird's nest, and she almost didn't have an egg on her head.

Smiling awkwardly, she hurriedly snatched the horn comb from Xiao Shi's hand, and regardless of Xiao Shi's resentful eyes, she combed it indiscriminately, and took care of a chicken nest into a waterfall in three or two clicks, three thousand green silks, and poured thousands of miles.

The speed at which she combed her hair can be called a spring breeze, passing by at a glance. Xiangyun and the maids didn't know exactly when she combed her hair, and when she came in, she had already tidied herself, and her black hair was tied into two braids with only two red ropes, which were placed on both sides of her ears. Look at Xiao Shi again, she is even more neatly dressed, her black hair has never been curled, and she is also tied behind her with a very long red rope. The maid behind Xiangyun saw that her eyes were straight, and her eyes were full of stunning colors.

Wen Wen saw the maid's expression, and sighed in her heart, it turned out that women were beautiful to a certain level, and sex was a scourge, this truth she understood two months ago.

"Xiangyun, what's going on outside?'s so lively?" she changed the subject, and she thought of what had just happened.

"The master wants to send wine to the Confucian manor, and he has been preparing for half a month, and today he will send the good wine from the cellar there. ”

"Confucian?" Wen Wen couldn't help but be excited when he heard the familiar name that could no longer be familiar. Later generations of Confucianism became classics, and I don't know what Confucianism would have been like in ancient times. Could it be that it is recorded in the history books that only men are accepted and not women, and there is discrimination against women's enrollment? As long as you think of Confucius's sentence, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise." She was angry, what is it that women and villains are difficult to raise? Without women, can there be men? Without women, who will do the inheritance in this world, by men? Ridiculous!

"Why does Confucianism want so much wine? There is a party?" Wen Wen was interested.

Xiangyun shook his head. "Half a month ago, the county magistrate sent someone to ask the master to brew ten jars of 'golden jade wind dew', saying that it was for the Confucian competition and celebrated. It seems that he wants to entertain some distinguished guests. ”

Confucianism wants to entertain distinguished guests?

Wenwen frowned slightly, how could Confucianism, who has always had no quarrel with the world, entertain distinguished guests with great fanfare, presumably the identity of this distinguished guest is extraordinary.