Zhang Xian taught a half-day course and took them to cut bamboo. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Danqing Master is to use Danqing to control all things, so this thing that carries Danqing is particularly important to us. If you want to take the next course, you have to learn how to make bamboo slips yourself. ”

Zhang Xian handed the two of them a firewood knife, and already had a plan in his heart, this simple thing takes time, not a day's work, one is to make people stronger, and the other is to temper the patience of the two.

In addition, since Nanhuazi used this cold jade bamboo to make a cold jade roll, and this cold jade roll is a treasure of Danqing, Zhang Xian thought that if he could make it in the same way and make more cold jade rolls, it might be able to benefit Danqing in the future.

This mountain is cold and jade, the growth is luxuriant, when you look up, you can only see its lush, the whole body is green, as if it is beautiful jade.

Shang Yun took the firewood knife, only to feel that it was quite heavy in his hands, and it was a little difficult to dance.

When I went to look at the little junior sister again, I saw her hands raised, her brows furrowed, and she complained bitterly, "It's so heavy, how can you move, grandpa will bully people." ”

Zhang Xian couldn't help frowning when he saw him, feeling pity in his heart, but after a moment, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "If you can't move, you will be my granddaughter obediently, and give up the name of this master and apprentice, and I will not teach you any Danqing techniques in the future." ”

When Zhang Yi heard him say this, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, with tears in her eyes, thinking that her grandfather had never been so strict with her.

Shang Yun looked at her appearance, and just wanted to comfort her, but Zhang Yi gritted his teeth, picked up the firewood knife with both hands, found a cold jade bamboo nearby, and cut it hard.

I saw that she looked fierce, and she shook the mangosteen for a while, thinking that she was sprinkling all her anger on this bamboo.

Zhang Xian felt pity in his heart, looked at her appearance, and stopped talking, and only said after a while, "You stop." ”

"No, no! I want to learn Danqing from Master! Zhang Yi said, and used all his strength, carrying a knife in both hands, to cut the bamboo.

Zhang Xian was helpless, and said with a wry smile, "If you want to cut bamboo, the teacher will not stop you, but the teacher has to explain this simple process." With that, he glanced at her with his eyes.

Zhang Yi was angry at this time, and he didn't care what he said, he just wanted to take this bamboo to get angry.

Seeing that she ignored herself, Zhang Xian sighed, stroked her beard, and continued, "First of all, it is to cut bamboo, this bamboo, but it is very particular, you have to choose those three-year-old bamboos are the most suitable, their branches are straight, the texture is fine, and they are suitable for carving. Other bamboos that are too long or too short are simply cracked and easy to deform. ”

After Zhang Yi heard what he said, he was stunned at first, looked up at the cold bamboo in front of him, and saw that it was about three zhang long, and the bamboo skin was green and yellow, and asked dumbfoundedly, "Then how old is my bamboo?" ”

Zhang Xian suppressed his laughter, forced his composure, and coughed, "This bamboo, to say the least, has been six or seven years." The old bamboo is corroded by the sun and the moon, the skin is less shiny, the green is yellow, you look at its leaves, the edge is also a little yellow, so ......"

Before Zhang Yi could finish hearing him, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, wrinkled his nose and said, "Why didn't Master say something so important earlier?" ”

Zhang Xian laughed loudly, "As a teacher, he didn't want to say it, but you didn't want to listen." Do you remember when the teacher told you to stop? ”

After Zhang Yi heard what he said, he felt that he was at a loss, and he was so angry that he only turned his face sideways, unwilling to pay attention to him.

Zhang Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing that his granddaughter's temperament would be fine in a moment, so he ignored her, walked under a cold bamboo, and touched the bamboo body with his hand.

But look at this bamboo, the whole body is green, like jade, the luster on it shines, the branches are luxuriant, delicate and straight, and the end is a good bamboo.

"Look at this bamboo, it is bright and beautiful, the skin is crisp, and the texture is fine, which is the most suitable for simplicity," after speaking, he looked at Shang Yun and Zhang Yi and said, "You will go and cut down one per person according to the appearance of this bamboo." ”

……

Shang Yun and Zhang Yi followed what Zhang Xian said, looking for those three-year-old bamboo bamboos to cut, but they were too young, only half of the felling, and they felt that their wrists hurt, especially Zhang Yi, who was a daughter, had no strength, and after taking a woodcutter for a while, they felt that the green tendons in their right hand were bursting, and they felt a faint pain, and they trembled.

Shang Yun felt pity in his heart, cut down the bamboo for her, and used the remaining strength to cut down one of his own, and the two of them dragged the two bamboo back.

When I arrived at Xue Yunxuan, it was getting late.

Zhang Xian had already prepared meals at home and waited for them to return.

Seeing that they were tired at this time, they thought that they must have suffered a lot today, and felt pity, so they carried the bamboo to the firewood room and told the two of them to wash their hands and eat quickly.

Su Mo sat in the middle of the banquet, already hungry and thirsty, and he wanted to wear it.

When everyone was seated, she devoured it.

Shang Yun and Zhang Yi were also hungry at this time, and they wanted to hold chopsticks, but their hands trembled and they couldn't lift them.

Zhang Xian looked at their appearance, felt pity, and said softly, "Don't move. ”

After speaking, he picked up his chopsticks, picked up a few side dishes, and handed them to Shang Yun.

"Open your mouth."

Seeing him so compassionate, Shang Yun was grateful for a while, and couldn't help choking.

When you open your mouth slightly, tears flow down your face.

"Why are you crying?" Zhang Xian felt pity in his heart, and after feeding him, he wiped the tears on his face with his clothes.

Shang Yunzheng sighed to himself, choked up, shook his head and said, "It's just that Master's food is so delicious, the apprentice has never eaten so delicious, and he ......was excited for a while."

Zhang Xian sighed, felt pity in his heart, and did not dismantle him, but said, "If it is delicious, you can eat more." ”

"Master is eccentric, why do you clip my brother first, but don't feed me?"

Xiao Yi'er on the side pouted, and said with dissatisfaction, "I can't lift my hand either, and I'm still angry today, this broken bamboo is too hard, and the woodcutter is heavy and heavy......"

As she spoke, a pair of chopsticks shoved the food into her mouth.

"Tell me less. It's a headache for the teacher to quarrel all day long. Zhang Xian pretended to be angry.

saw Zhang Yi chewing the food with a smile on her face, while her mouth kept talking, muttering indistinctly, not knowing what she was talking about......

……

That night, when Shang Yun was sleeping peacefully in the room, he heard the sound of knocking outside the window, so he sat up from the couch.

When I opened the window, it was Zhang Yi.

I saw Zhang Yi looking at him with a smile and motioning for him to come out.

Shang Yun saw that he couldn't disobey her, so he climbed out of the window.

The two of them arrived at the edge of the cliff one after the other, both sat on the cliff, looking at this round of Haoyue, Zhang Yi smiled, took out a green bamboo flute from his arms, and handed it to Shang Yundao, "Can you blow?" ”

Shang Yun looked at her, then looked at the green flute in his hand, stretched out his hand, and took it over, only to feel a burst of coldness, and when he looked closely, he saw the streamer floating on it, like jasper, knowing that it was made of the cold jade bamboo, he nodded and said, "In the past, when I was in Yingchuan, my father taught some, and there were three or five friends who played the flute and the piano together on weekdays. ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but think of some old things, and he felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

"That's great," Zhang Yi sat next to him, turned his head sideways, and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Why don't you blow a song and listen to it?" ”

Shang Yun listened to her words, and did not shirk, put the jade flute to his lips, tried the sound first, and found that this bamboo sound was ethereal and tactful, and it was indeed a rare musical treasure.

So I played it again.

But listening to the tactful sound of this flute, such as resentment and admiration, such as crying and complaining, it provoked people's hearts and intestines.

Wait for a song, and both of them have tears on their faces.

"Dead Shangyun, I asked you to blow a song, how could it be so desolate......" Zhang Yi wiped her tears and said with a smile, "No, you can blow another cheerful song." ”

Shang Yun lowered his head and smiled slightly, secretly thinking that he must have missed his family too much just now, so he was melancholy, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad, so he put the jade flute to his lips and played another song.

I only heard the cheerful and melodious sound of the flute, and the surrounding Danqing light was bright and smelled the flute, and I also danced with joy.

I saw that the stars were shining brightly, converging and surrounding the two of them.

This scene is like sitting in the vast starry sky.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel extremely excited, and couldn't help but reach out and touch those bright danqing......

……

After the song was played, Zhang Yi was still immersed in the sound of the flute just now, but he felt that he had been around for three days, and he was endless.

It took a long time to come back to her senses, she put her hands on her cheeks, looked at Shang Yun and said with a smile, "My master made this jade flute for me today, but I think it is too cold, and my lips are frosty when I touch it, and then I thought that you have fire on your body, and you are not afraid of this cold, so although I am very reluctant, I will give it to you." ”

"Give it to me?" Shang Yun was quite surprised, opened his mouth wide, and looked at her stupidly, with a look of disbelief.

"That's right, just like the cold jade scroll was born for you, presumably this cold jade flute is also yours." Zhang Yi laughed, a pair of eyes bent into two crescent moons, and said, "But I have one condition." ”

"On what terms?"

"Although this jade flute was given to you, you will have to play it to me every day in the future."

Shang Yun couldn't help but be stunned when he heard her words, and muttered to himself, "Every day, ......"

"Why, don't you want to?"

"Yes, yes."

Shang Yun nodded, held the cold jade flute in his arms, and couldn't speak for a long time......