The story takes place in Chang'an.

In 1217 A.D., the princess Jinhe of the Southern Song Dynasty went to Liaodi and relatives, and the next year I heard that the princess Jinhe, who went to the relatives, died violently and died in a foreign land.

In the same year, Yu Zheng (zhǐ, one of the five ancient sounds), a famous pianist in the rivers and lakes, broke the strings and abandoned the qin, and since then he has returned to seclusion, vowing never to play the piano again.

This story should probably have started six years ago.

The sound of the piano was faint, through the bead curtain, disturbing the long smoke, curling over the newly folded weeping begonias, and a cool breeze passing by, blowing the bead curtain in front of the door, making a crisp sound.

"Master Yu Zhengqin," lightly rolled the bead curtain, someone came, "The emperor is invited." ”

The song was interrupted, but the aftermath still echoed, drowning out the soft sigh of the man playing the piano in the room.

"Okay."

To put it mildly, he didn't look up, still looking at the strings in front of him, silently distracted.

If your heart falls outside the strings, who will you talk to?

………

Inside the Imperial Palace——

"I have heard that Chang'an qin master Yu Zheng's piano skills are unparalleled in the world, so I specially summoned you here today to play a piece for me."

Yu Zheng was silent, he lowered his eyes, hiding the different emotions in his eyes.

The sound of the piano sounded again, flowing slowly through his fingertips, and the melancholy mixed in it was known only to himself.

Everyone in the world says that it is a great honor for Yu Zheng, the pianist of the rivers and lakes, to be appreciated by the emperor, and now that he can enter the palace, he will be able to worry about the future.

However, there is always such a type of people in the world, compared to the gold dust of the imperial city and the bright colors of the court, they are willing to guard the current stable life and watch the beauty of time.

There is no doubt that Yu Zheng belongs to the latter.

At the end of the song, I had no intention of hearing what the emperor said, and in a trance, I left with a maid and walked outside the palace.

I have always known that life has its own destiny, whether it is walking on the long ancient road, or taking a boat on the rivers, lakes and seas, there will always be a place to stay one day, no longer drifting, but I never expected that I would spend the rest of my life in the deep palace.

Infinite sorrow, exhaustion, who knows?

Yu Zheng has even thought of his future like a resentful woman in the deep palace.

Lamentable! Alas! Cry!

"Yu Zheng, the violinist."

A gentle female voice came from behind him, interrupting his increasingly sad association.

Yu Zheng turned his head.

"Princess Nishikiwa." He stroked the piano with both hands and shook his head slightly.

"I just listened to you play the piano with my father in the palace, the song "Guangling San", the three sections of the four strings are on the left and two fingers, and the seven sections are slightly slower than half a minute for the three strings."

She paused for a moment and looked at the pianist in front of her, "It is true that the pianist Yu Zheng's piano skills are unparalleled in the world, but what does the pianist Yu have on his mind?" ”

The surprise in his eyes flashed, and he didn't answer, but looked forward to Princess Jinhe's next words with great interest.

And "Guangling San" was done by the Jin and Wei Dynasty sages Ji Kang before his death, and thousands of students saw him off, and the pride in his song, the righteousness of his death, all melted into the strings. In the music played by Yu Qinshi, what the princess heard was full of sorrow, and she didn't see half of her pride. She looked at the violinist, stopped talking, and said, "Is it possible...... You don't want to enter the palace? ”

This time, Yu Zheng's eyes completely lit up.

The so-called world is big, and it is difficult to find a bosom friend.

If you can meet your lifelong soulmate here, it will also be a blessing.

It seems that entering the palace this time is not as bad as I thought.

………

The begonias in the palace opened and thanked, thanked and opened, accompanied by bursts of piano sounds, playing those times that had passed.

The emperor was busy with government affairs and occasionally summoned him to play music, but after all, he was still a minority. However, Princess Jinhe often summoned him, and the number of times became more and more frequent, and even summoned several times a day.

This may often be the case in the world, and people will always be inadvertently moved by what they encounter in that period of inadvertent years.

"What does the princess want to hear today?"

"Well...... "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

Hearing the title of this song, the maid beside Princess Jinhe couldn't help but be stunned.

She seemed to remember that Princess Nishiki didn't like this song before.

The pianist didn't know, but smiled: "Okay." ”

The sound of the piano sounded tactfully, sounding at the fingertips, disturbing the koi in the pond, stirring up bursts of water and opening up circles on the water surface.

The maid was puzzled, she looked at Princess Jinhe again, but her sharp eyes saw a suspicious blush on the princess's cheeks.

Looking at the place where the princess's smiling eyes were looking, she instantly understood all this.

It turned out that this was the princess's intention not to play the piano, but to play the piano.

Where is the plucking of the plucked by Yu Zheng, it is clear that there are also the heartstrings of the princess!

Because it's you, I like whatever you play.

………

The spring rain is endless, and there is no end to it.

The white horse passed through the gap, and in a blink of an eye, it was already autumn.

In the season of white dew, the flying red falls, and there is red maple rendering, and the world is red makeup.

Today, it was Princess Jinhe who he took the initiative to meet.

This song is called "Jin Se", and it was specially composed by Yu Zheng for Princess Jin He.

Love melts into the song, playing for her, for the first time in his life, and it will be the last time he will compose for one person.

The piano sounded, and Princess Jinhe slowly got up.

The long sleeves are dancing, and the dance is full of Jinse.

Gently and slowly twisting, it is an appropriate escape between piano and dance.

The autumn breeze blew and rolled up the fallen flowers in the courtyard, passed through the corridor in front of the house, and also blew her skirt and clothes still dyed with lotus fragrance, sending bursts of dark incense.

Yu Zheng's piano skills were learned in the land of fireworks, but he did not stain a trace of dust, and how many women wanted him to accompany him, but he refused all of them.

And now, he is willing to play for her.

If there is a person in the world who can make him willing to accompany him, it must be his destined soulmate.

The ears are bent, and the people in front of them are there.

A song amazed the time.

"Do you know that since ancient times, they have only danced in front of their loved ones?"

At the end of the dance, the princess smiled at the luthier, her face slightly red.

The pianist chuckled, brushed the strings with both hands, and raised a finger melodiously.

"Then do you know that in the next sign, I have been happy with the princess for a long time?"

Hearing this, Princess Jinhe smiled and looked at the piano master, but was silent.

If you are your bosom friend, how can you not know the emotions in your song?

………

March begonias, several years of opening and defeat.

This is also the fifth year that Yu Zheng has been in the palace.

It's March again, and the spring flowers in the palace are gradually failing, and the begonia trees are then full of strings of pink buds, and I don't know when they will bloom quietly.

Playing the piano on the shore of the palace lake, the sound of the piano is like water, flowing melodious, the player is also like jade, the eyebrows are clear, there are many palace maids who stop and look here, or pretend to pass by by accidentally, and glance hurriedly between the heads of their heads, but without exception, they are all blushing.

Yu Zheng was among them, but he didn't know that his eyes had never fallen on others, and he had only been on that person from beginning to end.

He knew that Princess Jinhe would stroll along the lakeside almost every day, so he would always play the piano here at this time.

Today's sun is shining, it is a good day to go out in the warm spring season, the sound of the piano resounded on the garden lakeside, but there is no figure of Princess Jinhe.

"Eh, I heard that the emperor is going to make peace with Liao?"

"I also heard about it, and it seems that the princess who went to kiss this time is Princess Jinhe."

"That's not it, there are three princesses in the palace, one is already married, the other is still young, and only Princess Jinhe is the most suitable."

"Princess Jinhe is willing?"

"Of course I don't want to, it seems that I still quarreled with the emperor because of this matter."

"Can't you re-canonize a princess? In all dynasties, where to go and kiss, how many are real royal blood relatives. ”

"Hey, it was possible, but this time it seems to be Princess Jinhe named by the Liao chief."

"Tsk, Princess Jinhe is indeed famous......

“……”

"Bell ......"

The strings are broken, the music is difficult to continue, and only one finger of residual sound is left to echo in the air.

The one that is broken is the nine strings.

There was a sudden silence all around, and they all looked at the violinist who seemed to have lost his soul in a daze.

There are few bosom friends, who listens to broken strings?

………

Outside the Princess's Palace——

"Master Yuqin, the emperor has ordered that the princess is not allowed to see anyone during the period of the princess's grounding."

"Master Yuqin, you really can't, don't embarrass me."

"Please go back, Master Yu......"

“……”

The maid looked at the piano master and raised her eyebrows slightly, although she couldn't bear it, she still didn't give an inch.

After a long time, Yu Zheng was speechless, he slowly raised his head, looked at the high wall outside the princess's palace, and let out a long sigh.

He sat down here, laid the piano in his hand flat on the ground in front of the hall, and his fingers stroked the strings again, and the rhythm flowed out from the slightly trembling fingertips, which was indescribably sentimental.

I hate the sound of the piano for a long time.

The pianist outside the wall, the beauty inside the wall, separated by a wall, is obviously close at hand, but it is close to the end of the world.

The red sun is setting in the west, and the sunset is obliquely shining, and the figure of the violinist playing the piano on the ground is very long, very long, as if there will never be an end.

A song of piano rhyme, joy and sorrow in the world.

Many people say that there is no banquet in this world that will never end, and no matter how beautiful the feast is, it will end one day.

And everything this experience is like a dream of Nanke, when he woke up from the dream, he was already a thing or a person, and suddenly looking back, the prosperous past seemed to be vivid, but it had become a ghost.

………

Two months later, Princess Jinhe married Liaodi, and in the same month, the pianist Yu Zheng asked the emperor to return to his hometown of Chang'an.

The song "Jin Se" appeared in the rivers and lakes suddenly, and some celebrities and nobles did not hesitate to give away heavy money, and wished Yu Zheng to compose music again, but all of them were rejected by Yu Zheng.

In this life, he is only willing to compose music for one person.

That person was his bosom friend and the love of his life.

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

The sound of the piano is still the same, but there is more sadness that cannot be erased; The player hasn't changed, but no one can hear the mood in the song anymore.

The three watches have passed, the song has ended, and the people have not returned.

Day and night.

………

You already know what will happen next.

Listen to the broken strings, but continue to haunt the three thousand.

I heard that the piano master Yu Zheng never married.