The water town in the south of the Yangtze River has a special graceful taste.

Chen Xuanyi stood on the bow of the boat, floating on the West Lake, he went south all the way from Cangzhou, after arriving in Hangzhou, he found a restaurant to live in, and had nothing to do, so he came out for a walk and took a look at the West Lake.

It was an old man who rocked the boat, and the old man babbled and sang songs.

"A hundred years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can be slept together."

After a short time, the boat came to shore.

Chen Xuanyi walked on the white embankment of this Su Causeway, he walked to the broken bridge, looked at the lakes and mountains, bamboos and trees, green overlapping, moist without rain, faint without smoke, beautiful mountain peaks, upright clouds.

"It's a really good view."

As soon as Chen Xuan saw this beautiful scenery, he couldn't help but admire.

In his previous life, he rarely had the opportunity to go out to visit this famous mountain and river, with beautiful lakes and mountains, but now he can cross the world and walk around, and he is quite happy.

After looking at the West Lake, it is natural to take a look at the Feilai Peak of Lingyin Mountain.

The poignant myths that have been passed down since ancient times have been spread in this West Lake and the land of spiritual seclusion.

There is no white lady on the shore of the West Lake, and there is no Jigong in the Lingyin Temple.

There are many tourists in West Lake and Lingyin, and Chen Xuanyi walks in the bustling crowd, like an ordinary layman.

No, he's a layman.

On Lingyin Mountain, the trees are born with stone gaps, the branches and leaves are green, and the stone teeth are scattered horizontally and vertically, as if they are about to fall.

Chen Xuanyi walked on the mountain road, looking at the flying peak, only to see that the peak was more than fifty zhang high, and it was fascinating to look at.

Chen Xuanyi suddenly had the intention of climbing high and looking into the distance.

It's just that it's hard to climb the peak, and the idlers can't go up.

However, Chen Xuanyi's skills are not bad now, and he has shown his light skills under his feet, and he is relaxed and freehand, and he has gone to Feilai Peak.

Flying to the peak, thousands of trees towering to the sky, quiet and quiet.

Chen Xuanyi walked on the peak, heard the sound of the waterfall in the mountain, took a breath of fresh air, and felt refreshed.

After a while, Chen Xuan's ears moved, and he only heard the sound of the piano coming from the mountains.

Chen Xuanyi frowned, and then walked towards the source of the sound of the piano.

After walking a few steps, I saw a flat mountain rock not far ahead.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed as a gentleman sitting on the rock, about forty years old, with two strong men standing next to him, and a thin and short old man, who was wearing a blue cloth robe.

The person sitting there had a clear appearance and a noble bearing, and at first glance he was not an idle person.

It was another person who stroked the harp.

The man sat opposite, dressed in a white robe and with a face like a crown of jade.

It looks a little similar to the appearance of the person who strokes the harp.

I saw the fingers of the man who stroked the harp plucking the strings.

The sound of the piano is clearer and more exquisite, and there is a special atmosphere in the piano music.

Chen Xuanyi had a hobby of collecting guqin in his previous life, so naturally he also listened to a lot of qin music, and he could hear the impassioned meaning from it.

As soon as the song fell, Chen Xuanyi couldn't help but clap his hands and praise: "Listen to the string song and know the elegant meaning, this brother's song has a lofty artistic conception, wonderful!" ”

At this time, I saw the person who stroked the qin stand up and smiled at Chen Xuan: "Brother Tai is polite!" ”

Then, the person who stroked the qin said to the gentleman on the side: "Brother Tai Zhuyu is in front, and the younger brother is ugly!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he smiled slightly, and said: "I have heard this song "Flat Sand and Falling Geese" many times in my life, but I have never heard such a wonderful sound as Brother Tai. ”

The young man smiled: "Brother Tai Miao praised!" ”

At this time, the middle-aged man looked at Chen Xuanyi with a three-point smile on his face, and said, "This brother Tai also knows piano music?" ”

Chen Xuanyi said with a negative hand: "I just know a little bit about it." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he smiled and said: "Brother Tai has an extraordinary bearing, he must also be an elegant person, why be humble, Brother Tai is here for the sound of the qin, that is the bosom friend." ”

"In that case, why don't you come and play a song too?"

Chen Xuan saw that the middle-aged man was quite enthusiastic, but he also felt interesting, he now has unique skills and extraordinary eyesight, so he can naturally see that the three people standing on the left and right of the middle-aged man are all martial arts.

Chen Xuan didn't care about it, but said: "Since Brother Tai is warmly invited, then it will be ugly!" ”

After that, as soon as Chen Xuan stepped forward, the young man stepped out of the way and stood aside.

Chen Xuanyi sat in front of the guqin, looked at the guqin, only glanced at it, and said secretly: "This qin is a real antiquity." ”

In his previous life, he loved to collect guqin, and rich people like to be vassal, and he is no exception.

I saw that the headstock was wrapped with gold wire, and the two seal characters "Laifeng" were engraved on it.

The wood of the guqin is very unusual, at least 1,000 years old.

As soon as Chen Xuan saw this, his heart suddenly moved, and he said secretly, could it be that this middle-aged man is Qianlong?

He remembered that there seemed to be a scene in the original book, where Qianlong and Chen Jialuo met at West Lake, and the two talked about piano music with each other.

Chen Xuan glanced at the crowned jade boy standing aside, with a smile on his face.

In his heart, he was more and more sure of the two people in front of him, one was Chen Jialuo, the famous helmsman of the Red Flower Society on the rivers and lakes.

One is the Ninety-Five Supreme of the Qing Court, Emperor Qianlong.

"What a coincidence!"

Chen Xuan said secretly.

Chen Xuan was silent, he went south to Jiangnan this time in order to kill Qianlong and move the world.

But right now, Qianlong is protected by three masters in front of him.

The position where the three people stood was quite profound, and when he came, not far from here, there were still twenty or thirty masters of the rivers and lakes.

Come to think of it, they are all Qianlong's guards.

If you choose to do it here, you must kill Qianlong directly with lightning speed!

Although people can be killed, how to get out is a problem!

This is Feilai Peak, and if you want to go down, you must meet those twenty or thirty guards.

What's more, there is also a Chen Jialuo here!

Although Chen Jialuo has many shortcomings, his martial arts are not weak.

If he killed Qianlong, this person would definitely stop him!

Chen Xuanyi kept thinking in his mind, but his fingers were already pressed on the strings and began to pluck.

Chen Xuanyi played "Guangling San".

Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, the piano is known as the first of the four arts.

There are a lot of ancient songs, Chen Xuanyi still knows.

The sound of the piano is loud!

The melody is passionate and generous!

The meaning of the song is intoxicating!

When the middle-aged man heard this song, he frowned slightly, but then his eyebrows stretched again.

This person is Emperor Qianlong, and the young man is also Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society.

Maybe it's because this "Guangling San" is about Nie Zheng's assassination of King Han, which makes Qianlong, the Supreme of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, a little uncomfortable.

Still, this one is played very well.

Qianlong felt that he was a little too nervous, probably because his father had died in the assassination, and although twenty years had passed since the incident, he still had lingering palpitations.

But this is a mountain wilderness, and who knows that he is the emperor.

But he thought about it too much.

Qianlong said secretly: "Some musicians in the palace don't have the profound artistic conception of these two, and they are really folk masters." ”

It's a song.

Chen Jialuo clapped his hands and praised: "What a song is brilliant, the spears are vertical and horizontal, Brother Tai's song "Guangling San" is really amazing!" ”

Qianlong also praised: "Yu Yuan is not as thin as the twilight, and "Guangling" is endless. ”

"Brother Tai is so attained at a young age, it seems that he must be a family student."

Chen Xuan arched his hand and said with a smile: "I just know a little bit about it, so that the two brothers can see it laugh!" ”