A new luthier came to the palace, named Kuang Xiu. I heard that this person was originally a famous musician in Zhao Guo and was very good at music rhythm. The sound of the piano has attracted the resonance of birds, and those who hear its rhythm will be moved by the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the sound of the piano, immerse themselves in it, and experience all kinds of things in the sound of the piano.

This person played the piano to accompany the Qin Emperor when he was drinking and feasting, which often made the Qin Emperor sigh. After a long time, the sound of the piano also spread in the palace, and some people said that they did not hear about the piano, and the solid feast was in vain.

A bird landed on the palace wall, looked between the green tiles, opened its mouth and chirped crisply. A man walked in the distance of the palace wall, startled the birds and flew towards the outside of the palace.

Gu Nan stretched his waist, Lang Zhongling only took care of the palace guards, which was not a tiring job, but there were a lot of idle things. And she had no choice but to meddle in the affairs of the nobles of the Six Kingdoms.

Li Si often came to her to sit down and discuss the matter, and the matter of abolishing the old lord of the Six Kingdoms had been settled, and the layout began to be made. However, it will take years to completely remove those remaining nobles.

He usually had dark eyes, and he didn't wake up, thinking that he was reading with a candle until midnight. For such a model worker, Gu Nan can't compare, they are all forty or fifty years old, and if it goes on like this, Gu Nan is worried that he will be overworked and sick.

The palace wall obscured the scenery outside the wall, quiet and claustrophobic, but suddenly there was a sound of plucking the strings in the distance.

It is a very empty sound, like the sound that reverberates in the valley after the mountain spring flows down the cliff and splashes between the cliffs.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Gu Nan's footsteps unconsciously slowed down. Turning his head, he walked in the right direction from which the sound of the harp had come.

The sound of the piano came closer and closer, and it played deeper, but suddenly turned upward, and resounded into the sound of the woods and the song of birds.

Gu Nan stopped in front of a high wall, and the sound of the piano came from behind that wall, which was a side courtyard in the palace.

She didn't go in, but leaned against the wall, clasped her hands in front of her, and listened to the sound of the piano in silence.

She is not a person who is proficient in music, nor is she not a literati.

She couldn't say anything about the sound of the piano, but it made her feel good, and the reason why she came was because the sound of the piano reminded her of a person.

A man who has passed away.

The sound of the piano is very similar to hers, Gu Nan chuckled lightly, and did not disturb the person who played the piano. I just listened silently, closing my eyes lightly, as if I had gone back a long time.

It wasn't until the song was finished and the piano sounded far away that she left without saying a word.

The sun is setting in the west.

When people get old, it's easy to touch the scene.

In the courtyard behind the wall, a man sat with a long harp on his lap and his hands tapping the strings.

Turning his head to look out of the wall, he could feel that there was a person just now, but the person just listened to the song and left.

The man's eyes were unfocused, as if he couldn't see, and the expression on his face was calm, and he stared at the wall for a moment, then smiled slightly and put away his long piano.

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Every day after that, when Gu Nan returned from Lang Zhongling's yafu, he would stop in a corner of the palace wall, or sit there, listen to a song, and then leave.

The people inside the wall also knew that she would come every day, and at this time of the day, he would play in the courtyard until the people outside the wall left.

A light rain fell in Xianyang City at noon today, and the fine raindrops wet the streets of Xianyang and the palace.

The sound of the rain rang in people's ears, and people in the streets complained about the sudden rain and hurried with their heads covered.

The raindrops hit the pavilion in the small courtyard, slid down the cracks in the rubble, and dripped on the edges, and the water beaded together and hit the ground.

There was a man sitting in the pavilion, he raised his somewhat vacant eyes and looked into the air, and the long qin was in his arms, listening intently to the sound of the rain.

But it's raining, and today, that person shouldn't come, right?

Outside the walls, there was only the sound of raindrops falling on the ground or standing in the water, not the familiar footsteps.

There are several bouquets of flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, and the raindrops fall among the flowers and plants, falling along the petals.

The man sitting in the pavilion shook his head and was about to put away his piano and leave.

Outside the wall, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and the sound of raindrops falling on the placket of the clothes.

Smiling and sitting down again, he set up the piano.

Gu Nan looked at the high wall, his hair slightly wet.

Looking at the half-sound inside the wall, there was no sound of the piano in the past.

There was a helplessness in his eyes, and he looked at the rain in the sky, too, such weather.

Just as he was about to leave, the sound of the piano in the wall sounded leisurely, accompanied by the sound of the sprinkled rain.

The sound of the song rose and fell in the rain, Gu Nan turned his head and stood quietly in the rain, and the sound of the piano came from the wall. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he stood there and listened.

It seems that he is back under that roof again, looking at the rain in Xianyang, and the people around him are still there.

There was a quiet sound of the piano in the palace walls, and between the empty palaces, the raindrops splashed on the ground, and a man in a white shirt stood there.

At the end of the song, the white-shirted man moved, turning his head to look at his already soaked clothes.

"Huh." He shook his head with a smile.

If you had gone back like this before, you would have been recited by Xiao Lu for a long time.

The man playing the piano in the pavilion let go of the strings, and the footsteps outside the wall sounded like they were leaving.

He turned his head sideways, listened to the sound of the rain getting heavier, and spoke calmly.

"Friends outside the wall, it's raining heavily, if you don't mind, I've got a coat here."

Gu Nan turned her head, this was the first time she had heard someone in that courtyard speak.

I can't return the other party's kindness.

He smiled and said to the wall, "So, thank you very much, friend." ”

Walk around the high wall into the small courtyard, which is a simple and elegant courtyard.

Except for a few clusters of flowers and plants, there was only a small pavilion standing there, and in the pavilion there was a table table, and the person playing the piano sat on one side of the table. There was also a robe and hat next to the table.

Gu Nan looked at the person under the pavilion but was a little surprised, this person was the piano master who was pressed into the palace by the soldiers that day.

If memory serves, he's called absenteeism.

At this time, he looked ahead with empty eyes and a faint smile on his face. It seems that his eyes have been burned so drunk that he can't see.

He should have felt that Gu Nan was looking at him, and he also turned his head, and his eyes were looking in Gu Nan's direction.

As if he knew what Gu Nan was thinking, he said in a harmonious voice: "Xiu is also surprised, the person who comes to Xiu here every day to listen to the piano is actually a mourning general." ”

"Oh." Gu Nan raised his eyebrows and walked towards the pavilion: "How do you know it's me?" ”

Kuang Xiu picked up the kettle on the table and poured a glass of warm water, and the water vapor drifted away: "Xiu Bucai, since childhood, I have a different feeling for sound, and I heard the general's voice that day, so I can hear it." ”

"That's it." Gu Nan sat down, looked at Kuang Xiu's calm appearance, and said interestingly.

"Then you're not afraid of me? The people in this palace, when they saw me, should have avoided me. You invited me in. ”

Kuang Xiu smiled slightly, and said slowly: "If you knew that the person standing outside the wall was a general before inviting the general, Xiu would definitely not invite the general in." ”

As he spoke, he handed the warm tea to Gu Nan: "But since you have invited the general, you must do your best to be hospitable." General, please use. ”