After a while, after three rounds of drinking, it was time for the gift-giving session. Wang Yun and Yang Biao knew that Cai Yong loved books as much as his life, and added dozens of rare books, all of which were non-hand-copied texts and were worth thousands of gold. Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song sent some valuable jade and two precious pianos respectively. Cai Yong was a well-known pianist in the dynasty, and he was also very fond of the piano, and he carefully put the books and two pianos in order.

The rest of the people also gave away some belongings and some valuable cultural relics. Cai Yong smiled and accepted. When He Jin arrived, He Jin smiled and heroically sent a new mansion to Cai Yong, worth 10,000 gold. Cai Yong wanted to resign, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

And Cao Cao sent a book of the Warring States Period that he had been looking for a long time and Cai Yong, this book Cai Yong had loved for a long time, but there was no one to find it. Now Cao Cao found it for him, and he was very happy.

Finally arrived at Wen Han, everyone couldn't help but look at it, Wen Han first gave a gift, and then someone brought a strange musical instrument, Wen Han picked it up and walked to Cai Yong in person, and offered it. Cai Yong grabbed it in his hand curiously, took the bow shaft and gently pulled the strings, making a low timbre.

"Hey, what kind of instrument is this? The tone is so bizarre. ”

Cai Yong looked at Wen Han, Wen Han was not in a hurry or impatient, and pointed to the musical instrument in Cai Yong's hand to introduce it.

"This is called erhu, also called Xi Qin. The structure is relatively simple, which is composed of a barrel, a stem, a skin, a pin, a string, a bow rod, a jack, a saddle and a bow hair. Mainly through the push and pull movement of the bow, the resonance body of the leather is vibrated after rubbing the strings. This hexagonal shape is the barrel, and the texture and shape have a direct impact on the volume and sound quality, and this erhu is made of rosewood, which is the finest. The barrel has a certain effect on pronunciation, sound transmission and sound filtering. And the erhu is the most critical component. ”

Cai Yong, as the most outstanding pianist in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, understood Wen Han's explanation, listened attentively, and kept nodding. Later, he asked some details, and Wen Han patiently taught him. One of these two people was asking, the other was talking, completely forgetting the people in this table, and for those of them who didn't know how to play musical instruments, Wen Han's explanation seemed dull and boring.

"Hey. Cai Zhonglang Ru is not right, as the host's house, he puts the guests aside, which is boring. I see that this young man said in such detail, he must be proficient in this thing, it is better to let him play a song and win the joy of everyone, than it is better for him to say some mundane analysis there. ”

Wang Yun stood up and complained to Cai Yong. Cai Yongfa responded and hurriedly confessed, and listened to what Wang Yun said was reasonable, and he was also very curious about what music this instrument could play.

"Hahaha. You saw the old man's foolish temperament, and he listened attentively, and neglected the guests. Can Wen Bufan Ru play a song to calm everyone's grievances against the old man, and the old man is grateful. ”

Cai Yong laughed and said to Wen Han kindly, Wen Han had already prepared, took the erhu from Cai Yong's hand, and found a quiet position to sit down. There was silence in the room, and everyone was concentrating, wanting to know what kind of peerless sound this novel instrument could produce.

Wen Han picked up the bow and slowly pulled the strings.

First, a towering timbre sounded, and gradually a low melody came out, and everyone's heartbeat went down, and suddenly it rose again, and the heart went up.

Gradually, the melody became light, the low and high timbre seemed to be sung, and in everyone's minds, they inexplicably recalled that the person they first knew in their hearts actually had a feeling of love for the first time.

Cai Yong's eyes were closed, his hands were shaking, his white beard was shengxue, and his body swayed lightly with the timbre, as if he was immersed in the past.

Wang Yun and Yang Biao couldn't help but pick up the wine glasses, and after taking a few sips, their heads were raised. Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song hummed unconsciously, laughing intoxicatedly.

Suddenly, another high pitch sounded, and everyone's hearts beat faster, and their hearts wanted to beat out. It's like going back to that day, wanting to catch the hand of your lover and stay with him for a long time.

Later, the deep sound continued, as if it was slowly tapping in my heart.

Slowly, the song ended.

The people in the banquet are all still intoxicated. It's frighteningly quiet, as if they're all indulging in the beauty of the past and don't want to wake up.

In the back of the courtyard, a woman walked gently, she had a goose egg pink face, charming big eyes and longing for it, pink face and red lips, tall and slender, an emerald green satin brocade jacket on the upper body, embroidered with some light yellow patterns, tied a silk satin skirt. The whole person is like a quiet lotus, dignified and elegant.

The woman hid the beautiful figure and looked quietly. Wen Han just raised his head, looked at him, was amazed, and then calmed down his emotions and smiled at the woman. The woman was like a frightened rabbit, suddenly shrunk back and disappeared.

At this time, I don't know who woke up from the past picked up by the music first, and clapped his palms. The applause brought everyone back to reality, and they also clapped their hands and applauded the song.

"Good, good! Extraordinary, I don't know what the name of this song is. What's the story in the song? ”

Cai Yong even claimed to be good, admired Wen Han very much, and even became affectionate. In this regard, Wen Han was flattered, and after humbly giving a salute, he said loudly.

"The name of this song is Liang Zhu. It is a pair of lovers in Xiaosheng's hometown, the surname of men and women, among which the woman's family, because of the strong force, the father wants to marry the daughter, and beats the mandarin duck. Haoqiang is even more forced to die, and the woman loves her lover. I want a woman to marry with all her heart. The woman didn't know that her lover was dead, and agreed to marry for the sake of her father.

Later, on the way to get married, he learned that the cause of his lover's death was heartbroken, and when he came to the man's tomb, he cried so much that the ground cracked, and finally disappeared. I don't know life and death. Legend has it that the woman and the man turned into butterflies and have been together ever since, never to be separated. ”

When Cai Yong heard his story, he fell silent, recalling the music just now, as if he saw the picture of his story. He sighed deeply, as if he was lamenting it.

"The young man is young, and his piano skills are excellent, and he should be a gentleman. I don't know what the name is, so I might as well take this opportunity to introduce you, and let us know you. ”

Wang Yun covered his beard and said with a smile. Although at the beginning, because Wen Han and Na He Butcher were at the same table, he knew that the relationship between the two was not shallow, and he was unhappy with Wen Han. But Wang Yun loves his talents, and seeing that Wen Han's etiquette is in place, he is modest, and he is also interested in Wen Han.

Wen Han knew that Wang Yun was a great Confucian in the world and paid attention to etiquette.

When Wen Han solemnly saluted, his demeanor was respectful.

"Xiaosheng's surname is Han, and his words are extraordinary. A little piano skill, just a little understanding, can't go to the lobby, can't be called a gentleman. ”

"Wen Bufan... Mo is the madman who wrote a poem on the Moon Tower. Isn't it rumored that you are crazy? Hahaha... Also, although your poetry has a meaning, it is arrogant, maybe it is because you offend people, so it will be rumored that you are crazy. ”

Wang Yun said to himself there, but judging by his tone, he didn't dislike Wen Han because of this. When some people in the banquet heard Wen Han's identity, their attitudes changed significantly, their faces became gloomy, and their eyes on Wen Han were full of malice. It's just that because of He Jin next to Wen Han, some people don't dare to speak provocatively.

Wen Han just smiled indifferently at this, straightened his body, and stood there. This leisurely and complacent demeanor aroused the dissatisfaction of some people, whispering in the seat, as if scolding Wen Han for not knowing current affairs.

"Hey. How can you be so narrow-minded? Everyone in the world has a statement, and this extraordinary statement is not only a fact, but not a reversal of black and white. If it is justified, we should accept it with humility. It is an indisputable fact that people from poor families have been suppressed. Cai Feibai and I also thought about opening up a new path for those Han scholars who came from humble backgrounds but had talents.

Talented people, regardless of status, can be officials. I'm afraid, I'm not right-minded, but after I took the position, I did something that harmed the dynasty. ”

Wang Yun opened his mouth to speak for Wen Han, but as he spoke, he turned his gaze to He Jin. He Jin frowned and rolled his eyes, but he couldn't attack, and only said secretly in his heart.

"This prince is really not a good one. Target me again and again, don't give me a chance, or you will be ugly! ”

Wang Yun has a certain reputation in Luoyang City, and when those people saw him come out to speak, they didn't want to speak in private anymore, so they stopped talking and ignored Wen Han. Wang Yun and Cai Yong pulled Wen Han to a table together, chatting about the sky, as if they had the intention of wooing Wen Han.

This group of Confucian scholars dug up his wall openly, He Jin saw it in his eyes, his face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't wait to take Wen Han away immediately. Seeing his expression, Cao Cao comprehended, walked aside, and used some reasons to pull Wen Han back. Wen Han smiled bitterly at He Jin, explaining that his hospitality was difficult.

When He Jin saw Wen Han coming back, his face was much better. also knows his hardships, he is not so narrow-minded, but he was angry with Wang Yun just now. However, this also sounded the alarm bell for He Jin, Wen Han is more polite, but because of his background, there is no stage for him to play. If Wen Han was born in a wealthy family, I am afraid that his current status will not be bad. He Jin asked himself if he really didn't pay enough attention to Wen Han, after Wen Han became a staff member, he made a lot of great and small contributions, and He Jin didn't appreciate it much.

At that moment, He Jin made up his mind to do something to win over Wen Han and give him some official positions. Let Wen Han do his best and be used by him more wholeheartedly.

At this time, Cai Yong stood up again. Every time he held a banquet, he had a convention, and he would come up with some topics to make everyone think of some poems. Today is his birthday, and of course it is no exception.

Everyone knows that Cai Yong has a habit, and those scholars have already prepared, which is also the purpose of their coming here to participate in the banquet, wanting to make some poems to win the appreciation of some nobles, so that their career will be smooth sailing.

"Haha. You are all talented people, today's old man's birthday, happy and happy, how can there be no poetry. Why don't you let the old man come up with the question, and you will write poems to see who can be high, how about it? ”

The scholars listened to Cai Yong's words and hurriedly echoed and said okay. Wang Yun and Yang Biao also held their beards, looking forward to whether there would be a masterpiece today. Although Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song are military attachés in the army, they are also Confucian scholars, and their literature is not bad, and they also applaud and let Cai Yong quickly solve the question.

"Good. Unexpectedly, everyone agreed, and the old man came up with the question. ”

Cai Yong pondered for a while, thought about the topic, and said slowly.

"After today, the old man has reached the age of sixties. A few months ago, the old man returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and when he saw his peach blossoms blooming on the way, he wanted to return to the mountains and forests and live a leisurely life. I felt it in my heart, but my knowledge was limited, and I couldn't write some good poems. It's better for you, think about the old man, gather your talents, and regret the day for the old man. ”