The screen moved again, and soon regained its calmness, Yang Zheng also waited patiently for a while, the calm screen moved slightly, and a soft voice said: "I can't hide it, I came to find my son today, just to recruit relatives?" ”

"Sure enough, it's to recruit relatives?" Yang Zheng muttered secretly.

"Recruiting relatives, I don't know if there is anything wrong with the girl's recruitment?" Yang Zheng asked pretending to be surprised.

A sigh came softly from the screen, and said, "Dare to ask Childe, is there a beloved?" ”

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect the other party to suddenly ask such a question, so he made a slight match, fortunately, he was clever enough, glanced at the eldest lady, and said: "In life, how can there be no beloved, don't hide from my sister, I already have a few confidants, they have a deep affection for me, I will not let them down in this life?" ”

"Bad guys—?" The eldest lady suddenly screamed, raised a delicate little face, and looked at him stupidly, her black and white eyes were full of joy.

"Oh my day, isn't it, I'm just talking, this girl shouldn't be taken seriously, right? Hey, I can't imagine that the girl is moved, like a surging river? ”

After a period of silence, the screen suddenly sighed softly, followed by a loud sound, a soft sound came from inside, the sound was slow and long, with a trace of sadness, as if falling from the sky, Yang Zheng frowned slightly, looked at the eldest lady, and listened carefully, the sound was still light at the beginning, as if a low flute sound slowly spread through the gap in the screen in the study, just a moment of dense piano sound, like a girl's whimper, such as crying and complaining, people can't help but feel sad for it.

Yang Zheng is okay, the eldest lady is her daughter's family after all, and her love has been driven by the sound of the piano, and her eyes have burst into tears, shining and shining, so untouchable.

"This girl can also play the piano, this time can make a lot of money, these days, Yang Zheng really had a few dreams, although the harem at home is a little smaller than the palace, the aura is weaker, but in terms of beauty, talent is not inferior, the eldest lady is good at business, Shen Yanqiu is good at dancing, the second lady is good at fists and feet, Xiaoyue is good at tenderness, I just feel that there is one less person who caresses the piano and sings, but I don't want to stumble into it today, I learned that the eldest lady of the Li family is actually good at stroking the piano, and the picture of the girl in my mind immediately upgraded a few points.

When Yang Zheng was in a maid, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, moved with the screen, and an extremely sad and sentimental voice said in a low voice: "

Huashangi,

Huashangi,

Since you died for me,

For whom?

When you are happy to see pity,

The coffin was opened for Nong.

The singing in the screen seems to have a strange magic, and the faint sentimentality and grievance seem to linger, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

In the quiet study, the eldest lady had already burst into tears, Yang Zheng spat out the sentimentality in his chest, and said to himself: "Obviously there are only four sentences, why is there such sentimentality under repeated chanting?" ”

His voice was not loud, but after the singing, the three of them were infected by the singing, and the study became extremely quiet.

At this time, a long sigh came from the screen, and said, "Doesn't Childe know the folk song "Huashangi"? ”

"Hua Shan knows about the sword, but Hua Shanji really doesn't know?" Yang Zheng said in his heart.

"Is there still such a song in the world?"

The eldest lady was infected by the sad atmosphere of the singing, and was crying sadly with tears streaming down her face, and when she heard this, she somehow snorted, smiled on the slope, glanced at him, and said: "You person, see that you also know this on weekdays, and you also know, I can't imagine that I don't even know this Han folk song that was popular in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River in the Southern Dynasties, and I am not afraid of people's jokes?" ”

Yang Zheng said in his heart: "It's just a folk song, I don't know it's not a big deal, why is the eldest lady's eyes, as if I have done something heinous, so incomprehensible?" ”

The eldest lady glanced at him, and didn't know what to think, and said in a soft voice: "Although this folk song is only five sentences, the light yì contained in it is by no means much worse than the poignant love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?" ”

"No, it's just a folk song, it can be compared with the four major love stories in China, no wonder the eldest lady's eyes were so unscrupulous just now."

The eldest lady sighed faintly, and her voice was tinged with a hint of sadness, as if she wanted to tell an incomparably distant and poignant story. Yang Zheng didn't have time to recall the meaning of the eldest lady's sigh, but he heard the eldest lady say softly: "During the period of Emperor Shao of the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty (423-424 AD), there was a scholar in Nanxu, whose surname was unknown, and he was lost when he was young, and his family was at sunset. Since childhood, he has been reading poetry and books, and only hopes to support his family in the future. When he grew up, although he was not rich in learning, he was also full of poetry and books. For the outside of reading, but it is very incomprehensible, and in troubled times, the person who reads does nothing, and gradually stops the idea of eating and eating, and depends on his mother for his life.

Originally, this kind of ordinary life will continue forever, and the dull is not worth mentioning. But a chance encounter, to be precise, with a person who fell in love with him at first sight, broke the original blandness, and the subsequent events, although not vigorous, were also embarrassing. "Is there really a story?" Yang Zheng's eyes widened and he looked at the eldest lady with a look of surprise.

The sound of the piano on the screen stopped playing with the faint tone of the eldest lady, and in the faint fragrance of the study, only the sentimental voice of the eldest lady was still slowly speaking. It happened that when he went to Yunyang to visit relatives and passed by the foot of Huashan Mountain, he saw a woman in the guest house who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he fell in love with her so much, but Shizi Shizi was very disappointed, and he didn't even know his name, let alone where he lived. Shizi walked back and forth in the neighborhood, hoping to meet her again, but unfortunately things could not be forced, and after wandering around for a long time, he didn't see that figure, so he had to leave in a huff. "My day, I just met people, I don't even know their names, I like them, is this clearly a copy of Xuzhu and Princess Xixia, what Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?" Yang Zheng shook his head again and again when he heard this.

The woman in the screen is like this, Yang Zheng can't see it and don't know, but the eldest lady's face is clear, it seems to be the worried scholar, and she said in her heart: "When did this girl change her temperament, so much sentimentality, could it be that the voice of the Peng family in the future is an emotional card?" “

The eldest lady seemed to have been in it, her two slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her dark eyes flashed twice, and there was a faint layer of mist.

I could only hear her faint voice recounting: "Since the inn encountered, the lovesick tree in the scholar's heart has grown, and when he returns home, it has been the beam of the falling moon and the spring tree of the twilight clouds. (Forgetting to sleep and eat) has no reason to think, and I can't help but worry. After a long time, it is no longer helpable. When his mother saw her son like this, her heart ached, and she thought that something might happen while she was going out, so she pressed her son, but the son never said anything. His mother then asked the attendants, and then learned the reason. Despite all kinds of persuasion, the child was unmoved. His mother couldn't either, so she had to send someone to the foot of Mount Hua to look for the woman, but fortunately she quickly found the woman. When the woman heard this, her eyes were full of tears, and she was deeply moved, and she knew that the scholar was sick because of lovesickness, so she immediately stepped down and covered her knees, handed it to the scholar's mother, and asked her to take it back and put it under the scholar's bed, and told her not to let the scholar know that in fact, she had acquiesced in the marriage.

When the mother returned home, she quietly hid the woman's knee cover under the mat of the scholar's bed, and within a few days, the scholar's illness had improved greatly. The mother was a little relieved, so she prepared a dowry to invite someone to propose, but the woman's father and brother thought he was a poor man, and finally refused. When the woman heard this, she cried out to her father and brother, but his father and brother did not listen.

His mother had no choice but to persuade her son and find another beautiful woman. It's just that the scholar only recognizes one in his heart, and the illness is not shallow, and its effect is insignificant. "Hey, there's really a bit of Liang Shanbo's shadow!" Yang Zheng listened curiously and couldn't help but sigh.

The faint fragrance of agarwood in the study moved with the wind, making the already sad atmosphere a little more worried.

"Huh......?" The screen moved slightly, followed by a sigh.

The eldest lady exhaled lightly and continued: "Occasionally, one day, I don't know why the scholar suddenly turned over the table and pulled out the knee covering, and when the scholar saw the knee covering, he hugged him tightly in his arms like a family member who had met after a long absence, and cried, no matter how his mother exhorted, he didn't listen. Soon after, the scholar took advantage of the lack of attention and swallowed the knee into his belly, causing him to suffocate to death. When he was about to die, he begged his mother to be buried at the foot of Mount Hua.

When the ox cart carrying the coffin reached the woman's door, the ox refused to move forward, and its beating was to no avail, as if it was waiting. The woman pushed the door to the front, there was no different color, so she waited for a while, returned to the bath and changed clothes, finished dressing, and returned less. Caressing the coffin, he sang:

Huashangi,

Since you died for me,

For whom?

When you are happy to see pity,

The coffin was opened for Nong.

With that, the coffin opened, the woman jumped into the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was closed. No matter how much it was beaten, there was no sound inside. So they were buried together, and later generations called their tombs "goddess mounds". "I don't know what to do, I go deep, the living can die, and the dead can live. Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not lovely. is a pair of infatuated men and women, is it any wonder that these five lines of poetry are so infectious? Yang Zheng heard the end, he was really a little moved, there are many good men in the world, but there are really few people who are willing to die for the woman they love, and the man in this folk song is just to see the woman in the guest house, and he is happy for no reason, so he feels sick and dies, if it is not for the love in his heart, the woman will never die of heart disease, the things in the world, the most afraid is the word serious, once it is serious, it is the reason why the love is deep, the living can die, and the dead can live. A touching story about life and death! “