171. I am the magician who helps others hate me
More than 1,000 years ago, Liu Bang entered the letter of Guguan and destroyed the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Yu then broke through the pass and stationed in Hongmen, he had 400,000 troops under him, and he was able to take Liu Bang's life in an instant. But in the end, Liu Bang retreated with his whole body, the wind was blowing, and the overlord Wujiang killed himself, and the times were not good.
At the banquet he set up today, Ben Shoufu experienced the mood of the overlord of Western Chu on the bank of the Wujiang River. I should have been proud, shaking a fan and humming a little tune home, but I watched the two of them leave the high-rise building and return to their house in high spirits and contentment.
"Sir is a soft-hearted person, and he can't do anything to hurt others." Dredging said.
I shook my head, got up and smiled, "Over the years, I have learned some skills, such as the more others make you miserable, the less you should torture yourself and obey those people's wishes." She thought that I would be extremely painful when she told her that my father died at the hands of the guard, but I didn't know that I had seen through and figured out something I had long been aware of. ”
I still remember that night when the wind was fierce, I stood in the courtyard of the Chong'an Palace, and Wei Qi drew the scene of Cheng Yu frozen in the moat on paper, and he tried to use this incident to accuse me, insult me, make me angry, and make me lose control.
But at that time, I had already seen through this matter, just like today, so I could frankly scold the stubborn Wei Qi and say: "In fact, I have already let go of the events of the past, and I have already seen through the destruction of the southern kingdom is the general trend. Just as you said that I have the retribution that God has given me, and the southern kingdom also has the destiny that God has arranged for it, and I have never blamed you for destroying my southern kingdom, why do you mock me and ridicule me, and oppose me everywhere, and you must force me to argue with you hoarsely about a right or wrong? ”
"Where is the gentleman going next?" Shutong asked.
I paused, glanced at the cool moonlight outside the building, and I missed someone a little.
"I heard that during the days when I was closed, the little boy Lanzhou came to me many times." I said softly, thinking of those clear eyes and warm voice, I felt my body and mind relax, "You go back first, I want to meet him." ”
"I'll send sir."
"No, I want to walk on my own."
Shutong hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed.
I turned back and brought the remaining half pot of osmanthus wine, and it was already late when I arrived at the Zhuangyuan Library. After a few clicks, the door opened, and a boy in a plain white robe stood inside the door, his long hair was lightly tied, the tips of his hair fell down to his waist, and the moment he looked at me with his eyes lightly, I couldn't tell whether this was a peerless boy or a peerless girl.
He was so surprised and delighted that the scroll he was holding fell to the ground, and the next second, the wide sleeves of his coat caressed the back of my shoulders and held me firmly into his arms.
"Little ...... Xiaoxian, I finally see you again. The voice in my ears was choked, and when it fell on the back of my ear, it was still cool with the night breeze, "I don't know what happened to you during this time, and I saw you again...... That's nice. ”
This sentence made me choke up a little, and I hurriedly pulled his sleeve, and said with a long sigh of relief, "I know you're worried about me, I'm fine, I brought wine here, I want to be here with you tonight, I want to drink with you all night." ”
Lan Zhou was stunned for a long time, I couldn't see his expression, I didn't know what he was thinking, I just felt that he hugged me tighter, and his voice became more bitter: "Xiao Xian, when you say something like this, it always makes me feel that you are going to leave me." ”
Lan Zhou's little boy, his mind is so delicate. I had to pat him on the back and comfort him with a lie: "I stayed well in the imperial capital, I don't want to go anywhere, I won't go anywhere." It's a little cool outside, so let's go inside. ”
Only then did he come back to his senses, shook my hand shallowly, and said with a twitch in his eyelids: "Why is it so cold?" Before I could reply, he hurriedly invited me in.
As I closed the door, I heard the sound of tiles falling in the distance, and I don't know if I had misheard.
When he entered the door, he brought me a clean wool and put it on, and as if he felt that it was not warm enough, he made a stove, set up a wine jug, and gave me warm wine to drink.
"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? I read this poem slowly, wrapped in warm hair, and my eyes were damp when I read it, "When I was carefree when I was young, the master in the palace taught us to read this poem, and the master said that his favorite poem was this one." At that time, I thought it was strange, I thought that an all-knowing master like him should like poems that are complex and gorgeous, majestic, and have four words in a sentence of five words that we ordinary people can't read, and I really don't know why this simple and straightforward poem can enter his eyes. ”
Hearing this, he raised his hand and stroked my forehead, and smiled a little sweeter than the aroma of osmanthus overflowing from the wine jug, "Then do you understand now?" ”
I nodded, looked at the stove and said, "Xinjiu, red clay stove, and Tianyi Xue, there is nothing worthy of people's special joy and forgetfulness, what makes the master happy should be the person who makes Xinjiu, lights the red clay stove, looks at the sky that wants snow, and looks forward to a drink." Su Dongpo has always felt the same way, so he issued 'Why is there no moon in the night?' Where is there no bamboo cypress? But few idlers are like the two of us' sighs. ”
Lan Zhou glanced at me, for some reason he was not too happy to hear me say this, but was even more worried: "Maybe it's my delusion, Xiao Xian, you are very different tonight than before." ”
"What's the difference?"
He smiled wryly, "You always make me feel unreal when you say such things, I have the impression that you seem to be rarely sentimental, you have always been very free and easy, and that attitude makes me very envious." And," he paused, looked at me, and said with great sincerity, "you can come whenever you think of me, the moon is always there, the wine is always there, as long as you think of me, I am there." ”
After speaking, he handed me a glass of warm wine, and the two of us sat around the fire, although there was no snow outside the window, but the mood was pure.
"Isn't it a bit monotonous to just drink, I'll bring you the piano and play it?" He asked gently.
I think of Lanyue Lake in the south, he was playing the five-stringed piano on the top floor of the painting boat, and inevitably thought of the original dialogue -
"It turns out that the little boy of Lanzhou can also play the piano."
"The first master to guide my piano skills was a well-known musician in Nanguo Mansion back then, her piano skills are unparalleled in the world, even though I studied and practiced hard, but the final piano skills were only two percent of hers."
"What's this musician's name? Where are you now? ”
"She later went to the Imperial Capital of Jinguo, and later I inquired with my cousin, and he told me that she had passed away. She's actually that young. Her name is Dong Rizhi, and you don't know her. ”
There was a lot of pain in my heart, so that I couldn't even laugh, so I could only bow my head and take a sip of wine, pretend to be calm, and asked, "Is it still the song that Miss Dongli taught you to play this time?" ”
He had already taken the piano and put it on his lap, "Yes, Miss Dongli is my best master, since there is less snow tonight, I will play you a song "Cold River Snow"." ”
With that, I stroked out a string of piano notes to test the strings, like snow falling from the sky—I suddenly raised my hand and pressed the strings to stop the unfinished snow.
"Stop playing."
There was a cold touch falling down my eyes, and I thought about it for so long, but when I really confessed to him, I still felt that I didn't know where to speak.
Lan Zhou, if you knew the real me, you wouldn't think about playing the piano to me anymore. Since we have mentioned the Dongli branch, let's start with my dear Dongli girl.
"Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you?" He looked at me in a panic and raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears from my face, "If you don't want to hear it, then I won't play, don't cry." ”
"Dong Lizhi, is a musician who once taught you the tune, she has the beauty of the city, has peerless piano skills, she married to Jinguo, to the original Jinguo emperor Wei Tian as a concubine, but to Jinguo, Wei Tian did not treat her well one day, he married her just to take revenge on a girl, in order to repay the pain of his betrayal. There are such means in this world, there are such magicians, who take out the hatred of one person and transfer it to another. ”
Chen Lanzhou was stunned, "Xiao Xian ......"
"I'm the magician who helps others hate me, the best musician in the south, Donglizhi, and indirectly died at my hands."