Before dawn, Qingzhou County was silent, and people were still asleep.

The lanterns hanging under the eaves emitted a faint glow, swaying in the wind, like a flat boat. There was a slight knock on the door from the quiet county office. The house was pitch black, with a faint light emanating from it. The county commander looked tired, put on his clothes and opened the door, walked out of the room, stood outside the door and said, "Master Qian, you are looking for me, is there something important happening?" ”

Seeing that the county commander looked tired, Master Qian replied with a smile: "My lord, according to the report of the subordinates, His Highness seems to be going out. The county magistrate looked up at the sky, it was not yet dawn, what was the matter with going out so early? I wondered if His Royal Highness had found any clues? After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was impossible, these days, my own people have been secretly observing His Highness's every move every day, and they have not found anything suspicious, and they have not thought much about it, so they have ordered people to continue to monitor secretly.

The sun had not yet risen, but the air was already filled with the breath of dawn, and the birds that had risen early to hunt were singing in the half-light and half-dark clouds, and only the last few scattered stars in the distant sky were faintly shining. There was a small boat, slowly passing on the calm blue water, the boat dragging a rolling silver ribbon, drawing a lonely line on the azure flat lake. The interior of the ship is decorated plain and elegant, there are two people sitting on the bow of the boat, talking and having fun, these two are none other than Chen Yi and Huang Ergongzi. The two looked to the east, only to see that where the river and the sky in the east meet, a pink morning glow appeared, the morning glow spread to this side, the original gray sky gradually brightened, and a layer of brilliant gold appeared in the sky on the horizon, from the reddest and most intense bright, the gold became brighter and brighter, and the sun was like a red disk, slowly rising from the water, generally floating on the ground level, half floating in the water. The fiery red sun will dye the river red, as if the clouds on the horizon have been crumpled and sprinkled in the water, and it will be colorful. Chen Yi finally understood what it was called, the sunrise river flowers were red, and the spring river was as green as blue.

Huang Er looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, took the wine glass in his hand, stood up and walked to the bow of the boat and said, "Brother Chen, seeing such a beautiful scenery, why not talk about it." Chen Yi got up, walked to the bow of the boat to look at the beautiful scenery, and replied: "I didn't bring the guqin today, I'm afraid I will live up to this beautiful scenery." Huang Er smiled and said, "I was prepared. Chen Yi turned around and saw Commander Pang coming over with a guqin and putting it on the table. Then I might as well be respectful and obey my fate, and ask Brother Huang to listen to me. ”

Chen Yi walked to the table and sat on the floor. Looking at the guqin placed in front of him, plucking the strings, caressing the strings with his hands, the breeze blew slightly across his cheeks, the raised hair slowly fell, gently plucked, a crisp sound lingered in his ears, and his dark eyes revealed a trace of sadness.

Chen Yi said excitedly: "Brother Huang, is this the ancient outstanding pianist Boya who once played the "Horn Bell" piano. I heard that the "bell" was later passed to the hands of Qi Huangong. At that time, he collected many famous instruments, but he especially cherished this "bell" instrument. He once ordered his subordinates to beat the horns of the ox and sing to the music, and the horns sounded, and the singing was poignant. ”

Huang Er looked at Chen Yi's excited expression, and said proudly: "About this piano, there is another story, please listen carefully Brother Chen, it is rumored that in ancient times, Qi Huan Gong was on a tour, passing by a village, and suddenly heard a burst of piano sounds, the five tones were uneven, Qi Huan Gong was uncomfortable to hear, and there was a noise and noise, so he got out of the car to find it." I saw a group of children surrounding a boy about five or six years old, and the boy used his body to protect a piano and block his fists and kicks that rained down. Huan Gong immediately stopped and saved the child. One question: It turned out that the child was begging along the village with the piano, but the performance was unpleasant, he was regarded as a liar, and was beaten by the beggars because he robbed the beggars' jobs, but although the child was beaten, he also sacrificed his life to protect the piano and knew precious things. Duke Huan of Qi is a wise monarch of Qi State, who knows the rhythm of music and likes to play the piano, and he is immediately pitied. Bringing the child back to the palace, and then looking at the piano in the child's hand, he was very surprised, he collected many famous pianos, and he had not found such a good piano. Asked again, only to know that the piano was left by his father, and when his mother was still in infancy, his father died, and when he was five years old, his mother died, and his parents only kept this piano, so he had to learn from his father to play the piano and sell his art, but he did not learn, and he had no money to seek a teacher, so he had to play indiscriminately. Gong Huan saw that the child was smart and beautiful, and he was very fond. The child did not know his first name, so he gave him the name "Bell". The musician was called to teach the children to play the piano with all their might, and the "horn bell" studied hard and practiced diligently. After a few years, Huan Cheng wanted to conquer the Lu country, and the next day he went out to swear an oath, and suddenly heard the sound of the horn, the bell and drum sounded, which made people's spirits steep and long, and he tried to brag about the horn and a harmony, which was better. This fun, tomorrow's expedition, isn't it used in ideas? Looking for the sound, it was the "horn bell" playing the piano, so unhappy. The next day, the 100,000 army stood up, the military flag hunted, and Duke Huan ordered his subordinates to blow the horns, and the "trumpet bell" played the piano to echo it. The sound of the horn, the sound of the piano, and the sound of the military vibrate. The melody of the "horn bell" played out under the accompaniment of the horns is majestic, tragic and exciting, and everyone in the army only feels that the blood is boiling, the fighting spirit is high, the ambition is high, and the morale is doubled. Sure enough, the road was like a bamboo, invincible, and returned with a big victory. Since then, the reputation of the "bell" has spread far and wide, and people have named this qin "bell" in order to commemorate the music performer's bell, and also to commemorate the Duke of Bole Qi Huan, and the famous piano "bell" has been handed down. The bell was originally in my father's collection, and I got it from him with great difficulty. ”

Chen Yi's slender and white fingers plucked the seven strings, and the jade fingers danced back and forth on the strings, like a fairy, playing a clear and smooth and sad sound, as if flowing water, with a touch of sadness. The breeze blows, the fragrance of peach blossoms is swirling, and in an instant, the white coat flutters. The sound of the piano is agitated, and it echoes continuously with the bamboo forest in the distance, and it is endless for a long time. Between the beginning and the end of the hand, whose heartstrings did the business chord vibrate? His movements slowed down slowly, and the sound of the piano became quiet and graceful again, with a faint sadness and infinite desolation. Huang Er followed Chen Yi's piano and chanted: "There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget it."

I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. Helpless beauty, not on the east wall. The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt. When I see Xu Xi one day, I am hesitant. I am willing to match virtue and join hands. I shall not fly away, and I shall be destroyed. The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix. When I haven't met anything, I don't know what to do! …… The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow. ”

"At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers...... Everyone was intoxicated by the miserable sound of the piano and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time. Huang Er seemed to remember the past, his heart was infinitely desolate, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Chen, do you have a name for this song you played?" Chen Yi replied: "Brother Huang, this song was sat on a whim, and it has not yet been named. Commander Pang said: "What Gongzi just chanted should be Sima Xiangru's Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, and Chenyi Gongzi played, the two complement each other, it is better for Chenyi Gongzi to name this song Fengqiuhuang, isn't it a match made in heaven." When Huang Er heard this, his eyes lit up: "Yes, this idea is good, what do you think, Brother Chen." Chen Yi said: "This is very good, I hope you don't slander Lord Sima's masterpiece." "The sun came out of the water, and in an instant, the whole river appeared to be alive, and the blue surface of the lake shimmered with golden waves. White sails dotted. The boat came to a halt on the shore, and several people abandoned the boat and went ashore and walked slowly through the city.

The morning in Qingzhou City is quiet. The town was hazy, and Chen Yi led a few people to the south of the city. At the end of the road is a dilapidated stage with the marks of annual rings on the mottled walls.

Come to the south of the city. Huang Er looked at the scene in front of him, withered and ruined, full of desolation, he didn't expect that there was such an area in Qingzhou City. Walking down the potholed road, I stopped in front of a smoking house with a wooden fence full of wormholes and dilapidated wormholes. Huang Er stopped for a while, pushed open the fence and walked in. The red paint on the door had long been unrecognizable, and in some places the original lines of the wood could be clearly seen, and the door creaked when a gust of wind blew.

When I walked into the house, I was greeted not by the aroma of rice, but by a musty smell. The yellowed walls, a handful of shabby pieces of furniture, and dust on the furniture. Huang Er looked at the silence in the room, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.