In early spring and February, winter has not disappeared. The temperature of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info has softened, and the sun shone lightly on Gillian's right shoulder that has stepped out of the door.

Listening to the old lady's words, she was stunned.

"Old lady, this piano is too precious."

She still has a good eye for the identification of the guqin, and she knows that it is good when she sees this qin. This piano is very exquisite, with paulownia wood cut into the surface, and catalpa wood cut into the bottom. What is even more rare is that there are broken lines, cross-sectional on the piano surface, the distance between them is one inch, or two inches, and the knots are similar, like the pattern under the belly of a snake.

You must know that the guqin is only a few hundred years old, and its texture is continuous, and it will never form a broken line. It will take at least 500 years, although the broken pattern is best with turtle pattern and plum blossom pattern, but it is not more than 1,000 years old.

In the Han Dynasty, there were guqins with broken snake belly patterns, and at the latest they were also from the early Spring and Autumn Period. With such a precious guqin, it is difficult for the prince and the prince to take out a few of them, let alone give them away casually.

Although Chinese counterfeiting has existed since ancient times, the broken lines of the guqin can also be baked with fierce fire, and then cracked with ice and snow. However, the true broken lines are smooth, the tail of the lines disappears naturally, and the peaks of the lines are like sword blades; The false broken lines are born from the day after tomorrow, and it is inevitable that they will be deliberately artificial. It is a trick that can't deceive Gillian as an expert, this piano is really a rarity.

The most intuitive way is to listen to the timbre, this piano has a deep but bright tone, the upper, middle and lower three quasi-timbre is even, and the overtones are bright and responsive.

It should be a treasure collected by an old lady, how can it be so easily rewarded?

The old lady said fairly: "When you went up the mountain, didn't you give the old man a piece of jade?" This is a return gift. ”

That's not what she wants to give! It was given by Zhang Boda.

Gillian was still a little embarrassed on her face, but she heard the old lady snort coldly and said, "Just take it for you, no matter how valuable things are, they are for people." What a cart before the horse! ”

There was already some unhappiness in his words, and Gillian hurriedly came into the room and said softly: "Since the old lady is willing to cut love, then Gillian is disrespectful." ”

The old lady's face softened a little, and Gillian went in to get the piano.

"Old lady, what's the name of this piano?"

"It's really not, this is the piano that my family used to practice when I was a child, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, but it really doesn't have a name yet." The old lady was stunned when she heard this, but she immediately got up and took a carving knife.

After a few strokes, he inscribed his name in the piano.

He leaned over to blow away the sawdust, and said with a satisfied smile: "This morning, the old man climbed high and looked, there was fog in the clouds, and there were clouds in the fog. It's beautiful, so it's named after the foggy mountain, what does the middle palace think? ”

Yes? Foggy Nakayama?

Gillian was shocked, isn't this the world-famous piano obtained by Zhao Yan'an?

In her previous life, she had naturally heard of the famous guqin in Wuzhongshan, which was unintentionally obtained by Zhao Yan'an, a hermit in Yundang Valley of Inan Tatodian. The broken lines are ancient, and the real snake is also. The sound rhyme is far-reaching, and the middle title is three words in the clouds.

Could it be that this piano is the mountain in the fog? It's just that if it is calculated in this way, the guqin that has been passed down since the Spring and Autumn Period should be a peerless famous qin, and it will be difficult for future generations to find a second one. But in the afterlife, the reputation is not as good as the scorched tail?

She didn't know that the foggy Zhongshan in later generations was cut by the Lei family in the Tang Dynasty, because it was mostly in Emei, Wuwei, and the three mountains in the fog, so it was named.

The world is so big, why not? Why not?

The old lady saw that she couldn't close her mouth, and said curiously: "What's wrong with this name?" If it doesn't suit you, change it, and if it gives it to you, it's up to you. ”

Gillian held up the guqin with both hands, shook her head and smiled: "No, this name is great." Leaning over slightly, he thanked the old lady and withdrew.

When I got to the bedroom of the Red Mansion, I carefully hung the piano on the dry side facing the sun. The guqin is old, the wood is loose, and it is easy to collapse when placed flat for a long time.

As a musical instrument, the piano must be played frequently so that the inappropriate timbre becomes dull. So after that, Gillian had a new hobby after the mythological novels.

Or read the sheet music to play by yourself, or play the music of the past life. Sound can be pleasing to people's hearts, but it can also calm people's hearts. Gillian strokes the piano every day, and feels that her mind is much more open.

In the long afternoon in Songshi Zhaizhong, Gillian can often be seen playing the piano in the pavilion near the lake. In the dark incense, the old lady closed her eyes and listened carefully.

I don't know when the bamboo forest in Songshi Zhai has sprouted tender green new bamboo shoots, first one or two, and by the end of February it is already a cluster. The greenery was splashed on the branches little by little, and the spring flowers, apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, etc., suddenly gradually bloomed all over the Songshi Zhai overnight.

At the top of the mountain, the snow is sparsely falling. But it did not hinder the green and purple and red of the mountains and fields in the slightest, and the snow-colored flowers and shadows became a momentary wonder.

It was a very clear day, the sky was very clean, and the clouds were translucent like mist floating in the air. The golden sunlight shines on the carved beams and paintings, and the reflected light illuminates the person who can't open his eyes.

Gillian was burning incense and playing the piano on the watchtower, and the old lady was sitting opposite, closing her eyes and gently unconsciously joining the rhythm.

The wind brought the fragrance of flowers all over the garden, and after Zhu Ge and Xue Wu finished drying the quilt, they raised their eyes and saw Gillian and the old lady looking at each other and smiling and about to walk away. But seeing that Gillian got up and said something after the song ended upstairs, the old lady seemed to be a little unhappy and went straight away without answering.

The old lady is old and has always been childlike. One will be smiling, the other will be cold. The two of them have long been used to it. It's just that I thought of what Gillian discussed with them a few days ago, and they knew in their hearts that this time they were afraid that this was what they said.

When they went up the mountain in the cold winter, they said that the spring was warm, and they went down the mountain. Although the old lady said that it was okay to stay as many days as she wanted, Gillian's meaning remained the same.

It's just that it seems that the old lady is a little unhappy?

The two of them watched the old lady disappear, so they went upstairs to help Gillian move the piano case and incense burner. Gillian hugged Qin and went downstairs with them, with a calm look on her face.

Zhu Ge and Xue Wu knew that she had made up her mind, and she also understood that she couldn't live in this Songshi Zhai all the time. The heart was also peaceful, but when it came to dinner in the evening, Zhang Boda saw that the old lady's face was unhappy.

Seeing that the posture was still facing Gillian, he quietly looked for Zhuge after the meal and asked, "What's wrong with the old lady in the middle palace again?" Haven't these days been good? ”

Zhu Ge listened and said, "Zhang Langjun, we are going down the mountain." ”

She was dressed in a blue dress, against the magnificent beauty of the sunset in the twilight. It's just that what he said made Zhang Boda's heart cold, his body shook slightly in this twilight, and he didn't wait for Zhu Ge to speak again, and walked towards the Red Mansion.

Gillian just walked to the flying pavilion and heard Zhang Boda shouting. Before he could laugh at him and look for Zhu Ge to do something, he saw him ask with a serious expression: "You told the old lady that you wanted to go down the mountain?" ”

"Yes, can I stay in Songshi Zhai forever?" Gillian said.

Zhang Boda shook his head again and again, and said eagerly: "You can't go down the mountain, your crisis has not changed." Seeing that Gillian's face remained unchanged, he continued: "The status of the Middle Palace is precious, and it should be planned for the world." ”

Gillian smiled, and said in a manly voice: "Zhang Boda, are you stupid on this mountain?" Can there be a queen in the harem of the court who has been missing for a long time? It won't be long before there will be a successor. ”

Her eyes were quiet, and she said, "I should have my life too, shouldn't I?" (To be continued.) )