Three hundred miles away from the west of Chuzhou, there is a small city, called Shucheng. The name is a good name, and it sounds slow, but in this troubled world, can the people in the city really be as comfortable as they promise? - Nobody knows. But when the music sounds, the hearts of those who hear it can't help but be quiet. This is not ordinary stillness, but - silence like clouds hanging from the sky, like a boat that is not tied.

The piano music resounded in the Zuiyan Pavilion. - The reason why Shucheng is attractive is probably not only for its deep alleys, nor only for the lonely old houses next to the alleys, but also for the famous bitter and bitter old wine in this heavy old city: 'Kusu'. Zuiyan Pavilion is a tavern, but the scale is slightly larger, and the 'Kusu' of Shucheng is the most famous in Zuiyan Pavilion. At this time, on the wooden floor of the pavilion, there was a young man playing the harp, he was dressed in white, it was an old white, and it was probably this color after crushing and washing the moonlight of the seventh month of the old calendar, and then pounding it a thousand times. This dress is soft, and wearing it on him has a kind of harmonious taste of things and me. On his lap was a lyre made of black paulownia wood, and the song was called "Stopping the Clouds", and he could only hear him sing softly:

The mist stops the clouds, the rain is misty, the eight tables are the same dusk, the flat land is blocked, the east window is quietly sent, the spring mash is alone, the good friends are leisurely, and the head is scratched;

Although the song is light, it is high and low, and an old man sat in the first pavilion, and after listening to this song, he stretched out a hand wearing a Hanyu ring and took a cup of Shucheng's 'Kusu wine' and drank it slowly. At this point, he lightly hit the table with his hand, and said softly in his mouth: "One solution." Next to him stood a servant in a green coat and a small hat, who was busy pouring him another glass of wine. He said strangely: "I don't understand, the old man said two days ago that others are owing you a lot of money, and I don't know if I can get it back, so I don't worry about it at this time, but I still have the heart to drink here." ”

The old man smiled and said, "I don't know if I can recover it, but this creditor is different, the risk is high, and the interest is also large." There is a chance to earn, why can't I drink? ”

It seems that he particularly likes the 'bitter Su wine' in this Shu City, and he drank another glass while talking. The servant filled him up again, and said with a smile: "However, this account has been paid back for seventeen days, and our money village has never had such a thing before, why do you still have the leisure to sit?" The little one is really curious: who is the person who borrowed the money? Every time I only send a note, draw a thing that is not like four things, even if you sign and draw a pledge, you are hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every time with the old man, and you have never pledged it, old man, you are not afraid that the money cannot be recovered? ”

The old man smiled: "I'm afraid, why don't you be afraid, but does he still need to pledge?" Just one of his names is there, and it's enough to be afraid. The days dragged on a little longer, but he had his problems. - Besides, isn't he making amends for me now? ”

The servant couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and it was only then that he noticed the young man playing the piano downstairs, and couldn't help but stare at him—he had never seen his old man so generous. The old man of their family, that is, the old man, is a well-known local Hui businessman and a well-known rich man in Chaohu Lake, the big proprietor of 'Tongji Caizhuang', named Lu Xiao, and the people in the rivers and lakes call Lu frenzy. At that time, Song Jin was divided and smelted, and only the silver ticket on his money village could pass in the north and south, and his silver number was divided into 'Beizhuang' and 'Nanzhuang', which were specially used to take care of the business of the two places respectively. He was also shrewd all his life, never suffered losses in the exchange of money, and he was not gullible, how could he believe so much in the young man downstairs who seemed to be only twenty-one or twelve years old? The servant looked downstairs, only to hear that the young man had already reached the second solution after passing through the door, but it was:

Stop the clouds and mist, the rain is misty, the eight tables are the same dusk, the flat land becomes the river, there is wine and wine, and the east window is leisurely drunk, and I am willing to say that people are cherished, and the boats and cars are obedient;

The old man seemed to have listened, and one hand kept gently tapping on the table to respond to the beat, and his eyebrows were slightly locked, only then did he exhale lightly and mutter, "Second solution."

The servant still didn't seem to have figured it out, knowing that he shouldn't have spoken at this time, but he couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "The debtor turned out to be him?" Who is he? What's so special about this song? Playing a tune can be worth the interest of nearly 1,000 taels of silver per day that should be deferred? Old man, you have always disliked silk and bamboo. ”

The old man smiled and said: "Of course I don't like those vulgar hands, but his piano music, even if it is vassally elegant, I don't dare to say that I don't like it." Alas, I wish to cherish people, and I will follow ,—— such a piano music, is it not worth it? ”

The servant looked at the young man downstairs and pouted, "I didn't hear what the value was?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "That's because you're too young to listen." - Isn't it worth it just because this is the first time he's stroking the harp for the sake of paying the bill? ”

The servant also seemed to be more and more curious about the piano player: "Who is he?" ”

The old man sighed, his eyes seemed to be smiling, but there was bitterness hidden in the laughter, and there was a taste that could not be said in the depths: "He? He was only afraid that he was the poorest person in the world, the least heard of person, and the most desolate person. ”

Before the servant could say anything, he heard a sound of gentle footsteps behind him, and a family-like person walked upstairs, bowed down early behind the old man, and handed over a note in both hands. The servant took it and passed it on to the old man. The old man looked at it, was silent for a long time, and then waved his hand, and the family retreated, and the old man said: "Jiangnan news, that batch of dart silver has crossed the river." ”

The servant didn't believe it: "Just with Du Huaishan, Jiao Siyin and Wang Mu, can you really get those darts in your hands?" Qin Wen is too useless. Didn't Ti Qi also stare at it this time, I heard the news that the old man received last time, even Yuan Er was dispatched, did he miss it this time? It's—it's, it's so, it's weird! ”

The old man didn't answer, and said for a while: "I guessed that he would have someone else to help, but I didn't expect that he would be such a reclusive person." Hmmm, Nine Illusory Void Arc, Nine Illusory Void Arc, what kind of sword should it be? Can you kill Tiqi and lose a lot? Yuan Er was seriously injured and retired. This time, the general trend of the rivers and lakes is only afraid that it is going to change. ”

There was a rare hesitation in his words, the servant seemed to have never seen his master fall into a deep groan like this, and he really didn't know what kind of thing and what kind of person should let his master fall into a deep groan? At this time, I heard the singing downstairs start again, but I had already sung three explanations:

The trees and branches of the East Garden are glorious again, and they are used to attract new and good, and I also have words, and the years are in the sign, and I am willing to push the knees and say that he is alive;

He sang with twists and turns, but the old man who listened to it seemed to be emotional, and muttered in his mouth: "-I wish to conceive people and talk about his life; I wish to conceive someone and say that he is alive...... Is that the person he is pregnant? ”

The servant didn't seem to want to see his master hesitate so much, so he deliberately interrupted and said: "Dart silver has crossed the river, at least there is one benefit, old man, your money has been settled." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "Yes, it is a fall, but-don't think about it so simply, even if the silver crosses the river, do you think it will be stable, and Boss Yuan and this cadre will rest like this?" This silver is hot! Hehe, it's still a question of whether you can receive it or not. Moreover, I am not the only creditor of his family, but I am afraid that it will not be my turn to collect the debt this time. ”

The servant Ziqi said: "No, although the single dart is not small, but it is not very big, could it be that Tiqi will be so invisible, offend so many people for it, break the covenant of the year, and enter Jiangbei?" More than 200,000 taels of silver, is it really worth so many masters to come forward and rob it? ”

The old man said, "Not for the silver, I'm afraid it's just because there is something else in this dart, which involves a great secret." Hehe, there are all the masters in the world who are not tempted by the silver, but I am afraid that there are few people who are not tempted by the secret! ”

His mood seemed to be very excited, although he seemed to have always behaved Suxu, but at this time, he suddenly leaned up to a glass of wine, and a pair of old eyes shone brightly, showing a kind of vigor that young people did not have. But I heard the downstairs singing suddenly sound again, this time the voice suddenly turned high-pitched, but the singing voice was:

Flying birds, resting my court, gathering leisure, good wind and harmony, there are no others, there are many thoughts, I am willing to say nothing, how to hold hatred!

This time it is already a song to "Stop the Clouds" four solutions - the old songs often call one solution to the same thing, "Stop the Clouds" was composed by Tao Yuanming in the Jin Dynasty, although there are only four solutions, but the taste in the four words is infinite. The old man muttered: "What a good one, 'there is no one else, there are so many thoughts', but why 'I can't get what I want, how can I hold a hate'?" I'm afraid that the song "Water Tune" has not yet sung Jiangnan, and these four solutions to "Stop the Clouds" will break Shucheng again. ”

After a while, I heard a clear voice from downstairs: "One song a day, one song is worth a thousand gold." Today's piano debt has been paid, Lu Lao, Xiao Ke will come back tomorrow. The boy looked downstairs and saw that the young man had gone away with the piano. He was so old in white clothes and holding such an old piano, stepping all the way, as if he was still stepping on the notes he had just played. The boy's eyes were dazzled, and he felt that although the young man was moving, there was an indescribable stillness, that is—the heart was quiet, in the sunlight that leaked into the door, like the water of another world stopped stopping......