Chapter 520: Hexagon and Seven-String

Cai's mansion in Chang'an is not as big as in Luoyang, but it is still exquisite.

Coming out of the study, turning the corridor with two curves, passing through a small bamboo forest, next to the bamboo forest, there is a small hexagonal pavilion, behind the hexagonal pavilion, through the corner of the bamboo forest, you can faintly see the red round backyard door.

Hexagonal pavilion, single layer, color tile Zhu Zhu, painted carved beams, pavilion corners are high, just like the girl's naughty raised eyebrows. Between the six pillars, a hollow carved balustrade encloses it, leaving only one side of the opening. The steps of the three-step blue bricks, reflecting the little greenery and mottled moss sticking out of the corner of the pavilion, not only adjust the color, but also highlight the simplicity.

A kiosk.

One table.

One seat.

One furnace.

One person.

Cai Yan sat in the pavilion, wearing a green skirt with a green skirt and a dark blue pattern embroidered on the shoulders and sleeves, revealing some snow-white mid-coats under the goose-yellow collar, revealing a neck like a swan, and a few strands of naughty green silk fluttered lightly on it.

A small crane-shaped incense burner waited aside, and a faint green smoke lingered, like a crane dancing on Cai Yan's side.

Cai Yan raised his eyes and saw Fei Qian, so he put a wisp of green silk hanging down from looking down at the book behind his ear, and then took a crystal clear toothpick with red silk hanging on the table, sandwiched it in the scroll, and then closed the scroll and placed it on the side of the table, Fang stood up with a slight smile, looking at Fei Qian who was walking slowly.

Red scriptures and green history, if you don't take it casually, then Cai Yan is mostly reading what kind of scripture book is now......

Fei Qian stood outside the pavilion, bowed his hand, and said, "Senior sister, don't come to harm?" ”

"Senior brother, don't come unharmed...... Ah, you've darkened a lot......" Cai Yan also returned the salute, then pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his soft wattle, and motioned for Fei to sneak into the hexagonal pavilion and sit down.

Although he was tanned by laughter, Fei Qian didn't feel any malice at all, but was more curious and surprised, like a crystal that naturally reflected the mirror image of the people around him......

Behind the pavilion suddenly flashed a little maid in a goose yellow skirt, holding a brocade cushion in her arms, walking over with small broken steps, and after bending down slightly, she set it up before the table for Fei Xian, and then with another salute, she went back to the back of the pavilion and disappeared......

And this kind of operation?

Could it be that the stealth method is not successful?

Fei Qian's curious god straightened his neck and looked at it, only to see that there were actually several steps behind the pavilion, and then the little maid and a rough envoy were behind them, and it seemed that they had set up a stove to boil water......

"That's Fengshu, junior brother, you should have seen it before......" Cai Yan also looked back, suddenly smiled, and said.

Fei Qian sat down and tried to think about it, but he couldn't remember it.

“…… Have you been reading lately? Cai Yan saw that Fei Qian didn't think about it and didn't explain, so he changed the topic.

“……”

Fei Qian was silent.

This senior sister is not far from the bank.

“…… I'm sorry, sister. Fei Qian lowered his head slightly and said truthfully.

"Well, it's okay, it's just a pity......" Cai Yan smiled and tilted his head slightly, "...... I understand, though. ”

Perhaps in Cai Yan's concept, the most important thing in the world is to read, and the most tragic thing in the world is that there is no way to read......

"The Hu people in Bingzhou are still so much?" Cai Yan said, then paused for a moment, "...... My father and I spent some time in Gohara......"

Fei Qian nodded and said, "More than that." "Wuyuan County, now there is almost nothing, the territory has shrunk sharply, and there are few county towns left in the hands of the Han people. Ding Yuan took away most of the soldiers of Bingzhou, resulting in the fact that there is now basically a ranch of the Xianbei people, which belongs to the jurisdiction of Budugen.

Cai Yan shook his head slightly, as if to shake the unhappy memory out of his mind, "This time it's back to Beijing...... Or ......"

Fei Qian pondered for a moment, and then said, "It won't stay too long, maybe it will be left in two days." "Regarding the matter of the Xiongnu National Book, after all, it has not been operated yet, so it is not appropriate to say it.

It's not intentionally hidden, it's just that not everything can be shared. There are some things, some secrets, which are actually a burden, and when you know them, you will weigh heavily on your heart, so sometimes sharing them with kindness can lead to bad consequences.

Cai Yan is pure, simple, like a white and pure book, if you smear too much on it, although it will certainly load more things and have a deeper experience, but it may also lose people's desire to read this book......

"I'm going to go again...... That...... Is there anything I can do to help? Cai Yan raised his small chin, and his eyebrows and eyes shone with a smart brilliance.

Fei Qian smiled and said, "I haven't heard the sound of the piano for a long time, I don't know if I can be lucky today?" ”

Cai Yan was very simple, smiled, and ordered Fengshu to fetch the piano.

The piano was quickly retrieved and placed on the table.

But it's not like sitting down and playing right away......

The little maid was like a goose-yellow butterfly, shuttling and busy, first carrying a small basin of water, letting Cai Yan clean his hands, and then offering a silk silk, drying it carefully, and then removing the residual incense in the crane-shaped incense burner, replacing it with a new incense wood, it was over, and he withdrew from the hexagonal pavilion again.

Fei Qian looked at the piano on the table, the shape was simple, faintly with plum blossom scales, but one end was darker, and couldn't help asking: "Is this a tongfu?" ”

Cai Yan gently rolled up his sleeves, revealing a little white frost wrist, and said, "Yes." ”

Fei Qian nodded and stopped talking.

Cai Yan pursed his lips, straightened his waist upright, and was sitting behind the table and piano, like a lotus flower exposed from the water in the summer pond, stretching his graceful curves, and then stretched out his hands like white jade, slowly resting on the seven strings......

A long trilling sound rippled in the hexagonal pavilion, and Fei Qian slowly closed his eyes and devoted himself to such wonderful music.

The long smear, swirling, lingering, endless, like the wind blowing through the treetops, and like sliding through the grass, in the wilderness is just far away, but in the next moment it comes to the eyes again, empty, clear, as if unfolding a picture, but with only a few brushstrokes, outlining a field......

A few short picks joined the whole melody, although there was no overall queue, but it did not seem chaotic at all, like a few cattle and sheep appeared on the side of the hill, walking slowly, very naturally, very casually, calling twice from time to time, and then lowering their heads and choosing some young shoots to eat......

An overtone sounded, and immediately became the main tone of the whole movement, like a shepherd who first flicked his whip in the air, and then lazily opened his mouth and hummed a pastoral song, which at first seemed to be a few tunes casually, and then gradually became a long series of songs, long and long, accompanied by the sound of cattle and sheep in the wind, transmitted far and wide......

……

The sound of the piano finally stopped, Fei Qian opened his eyes, and met Cai Yan's gaze with a smile, and couldn't help but smile: "Senior sister...... What do you mean by that I am ...... now Does it look like a shepherd? ”