Let's say that on that day, Jiang An and the newly accepted little brother Xiujie together, in the stream pavilion listened to the leisurely sound of Mochuan Bamboo, and comprehended the feelings in the song. Feeling that his life was coming to an end, his life was miserable, and he couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy in his heart, and secretly promised to be a confidant. That Mochuan Zhu also often heard that the prince was virtuous, and now he is suspected by the king of Donglai, worse than the frontier to resist the enemy, and so on.

Hearing that Mo Chuanzhu was suffering from an incurable disease, and soon died, Jiang Anxin also felt miserable, and the next morning he still read about it, so he instructed Xiu Jie to visit the deputy general's mansion to express his condolences. After Jiang An got up in the morning, he came to the Hengqin River as in the past and urged the people to cross the river, Guanqi Ning still did not move here, and nearly half of the people of Liaoyin have moved to Xinwu, so if the Liaoyin city lord Mei Guyan sticks to it for three more days, when the people move out, Hengqin will break the water, and it will be clear who wins and who loses. And if you win this battle, you can still win a little life for yourself.

Jiang An was relieved, and suddenly remembered Xiu Jie, that somewhat childish young man, and couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Xiu Jie's heart should be pure white, and he had not been contaminated by this complicated world and helplessness! That young man with watery eyes, simple and kind, without distractions, should be much happier than ordinary people. Jiang An stepped into the city lord's mansion, remembering that Xiu Jie had followed him, and he had to inform his mother Cui Jinniang about the matter. Thinking of Jin Niang's pipa and his tragic life experience, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart, and I muttered for a long time.

Towards the clouds horizontal, the green locust high willow swallows the new cicada, the smoke wind enters the curtain at the beginning, the small pond is new lotus, and the scenery is unique. In the middle of summer, the light is hot, and who can see through the smoke of the willows, but this time it is a sad heart.

Jin Niang sat in the back room with the pipa in her arms, closed the door, and never went out for a day and a night. When Hongxiang heard this, she stood outside the door, anxious, calling over and over again, asking softly, Mrs. is well, but she never saw a reply from the people in the house. I was shocked, I thought that something had happened, and I was about to call the family to break in, but I saw the door of the house wide open, and Jin Niang stood with the pipa obliquely, and a smile came out of her face, and she raised her eyes and said, "I'm fine." That smile was a little more weird on the face covered with knife wounds. For a day and a night, there was no water, and his face was terrifying, and he couldn't see what his complexion was.

Hongxiang raised her hand and asked anxiously, "How is Madame?" ”

Jin Niang hugged the pipa tightly, smiled slightly, as if she hadn't heard Fang Cai's question, and turned her head and ordered, "Hong'er, bring me blue clothes." ”

Biyi? Hongxiang listened, she was stunned for a while, her eyes were in a trance, and she lowered her head for a long time before she replied, "Okay." ”

Biyi ...... Biyi ...... It's really strange, Hongxiang muttered as she walked, this time, how could Madame think of that blue clothes? Isn't it already pressed down at the bottom of the box and no longer available? I still remember that eighteen years ago, my wife was dressed in blue clothes, outside the big tent, Huangsha Ancient Road, poured a glass of sake, looked tactfully, and said gently to the man, "Husband, wait for your mother to return for the rest of your life." "I still remember eighteen years ago, when her appearance was ruined, she trembled and put on her blue clothes, walked across the small river embankment, brushed the willows by the river, and looked at it day and night with her cloudy eyes, looking at a doomed ending. It's just that everything, as she saw with her blind eyes, was pitch black, and Xue Che never came back, and he didn't come back for eighteen years.

Hongxiang entered the room, turned out the ancient box, brushed off the dust on the box, stroked the old clothes, tears were drops falling on the clothes, looked back at the Jin Niang who was sitting quietly in the room, wiped her tears, and picked up the clothes. On the blue clothes, the gold silk is embroidered with lotus flowers, lifelike, it seems to be fragrant for ten miles, and it seems to attract a few butterflies to stand. After a few years, the lotus has turned a little yellow. Hongxiang picked it up, and found that there were many small holes on the lotus, thinking that those bored mice had made a nest of this precious memory. Hongxiang was a little angry, and then smiled bitterly, I ...... Can you still deal with rats? She turned her head to look at Jin Niang, and saw that she hugged the pipa and sat in a daze, feeling sad for a while, and tears fell in a pour.

Jin Niang was a little anxious, her dry lips opened, and she called out again and again, "Hong'er, are you okay?" ”

"That's it!" Hearing this, Hongxiang hurriedly wiped her tears, hurriedly replied, pressed the old clothes into the bottom of the box, took a lake blue thin shirt with the same style, and handed it to Jin Niang. The thin hands stroked the clothes, raised his head and laughed hoarsely, a little happy, a little more memories, the face covered with knife wounds pasted the soft clothes, and read, "The husband has a really good eye, and the clothes he picked have not broken for so many years." A bright smile appeared on Jin Niang's face, but Hongxiang's tears fell one by one, she wiped a handful of tears, tried her best to hide them, and said with a smile, "The master has a good eye." ”

The little boy outside the door hurriedly reported and said respectfully, "Madam, the prince invites you to go to the city lord's mansion to get a pipa." Hongxiang frowned and said, "Got it." Then he waved his hand to let him go down, and turned his head to look at Jin Niang, "Madam." ”

Jin Niang was stunned, her hand on Hongxiang's arm trembled a little, she closed her eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said sadly, "Hong'er, go down first, get ready, and follow me to the City Lord's Mansion." Hongxiang took the order and bowed her head and retreated.

"Haha." Jin Niang let out a desolate laugh in her throat, she leaned back in the chair dejectedly, her dry eyes were dry, but she couldn't shed tears anymore at this time. She shook the dagger in her sleeve, closed her eyes and laughed, "Yes, lovesick, I miss him very much." She muttered, "I ...... Miss him so much. ”

Flowers are abundant on the red wall, long pavilions and short pavilions, pond koi, and double delphiniums. Cui Jinniang brought red incense, dressed in blue, and walked in the mansion of the lord of Xinwu City. On both sides of the road, there were a few chirps from time to time, which made Hongxiang linger. She smiled lightly, pushed Jin Niang again and again, pursed her lips and smiled, "Madame, can you hear it, the butterfly wings are spread lightly, and the warbler whispers?" After hearing this, Jin Niang's eyebrows showed a rare sadness, she was stunned for a moment, shook her head and sighed, "I only smell that the sycamore is half dead, and the mandarin duck is missing." ”

"Oh?" Hongxiang glanced at the master and asked casually with some confusion. Seeing that she was a little sad, I couldn't help but feel sour, lowered my head, and said in my heart, Madam...... But I thought of the captain again. Unwilling to arouse sadness, Hongxiang lowered her head and stopped making a sound. She peeked at Jin Niang, and when she saw that she had returned to her former calm, she grinned and didn't think about it anymore. Eighteen years have passed, even if it is lovesick, after many years, that bitter emotion should have gradually faded! Hongxiang couldn't help but sigh when she thought of this.

But it was said that the Xinwu city lord Zuo Shikun and others heard that the prince invited Jin Niang to get a pipa today, and they were all happy, gathered in the hall, and smelled the sound of heaven.

The woman left red incense under the porch, carried the lute alone, and walked calmly. If you ignore the face full of knife wounds, just look at the woman's body, it is still curling Tingting, with thousands of demeanors,, and the elegance is undiminished. Zuo Shikun frowned, a little puzzled, since the accident of the school captain, eighteen years, she has been clothed and dressed, and her brightly colored clothes have never been gone, today? Zuo Shikun pursed his lips and chuckled, and said in his heart, there are few infatuated women in the world, is Jin Niang enlightened today? When everyone was puzzled, they saw Jin Niang leaning over, bowing deeply, and said softly, "Everyone is fine." ”

Jiang An sat in the hall, about five steps away from Jin Niang, he twisted the gold cup, smiled at the corner of his lips, waved his hand and said, "Mrs. Xue doesn't have to be polite, the song "Wen Zhan" that day, Jin Niang's pipa is really unique!" Jin Niang's ears moved, and when she heard Jiang An's voice, she quickly judged the direction, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and moved her eyebrows and eyes slightly, which actually added a little weirdness. Jiang An took a sip of wine, didn't seem to notice the change in her demeanor at this time, still smiled, and said, "After listening to it that day, the aftermath lingers, and it will not stop for three days, I don't know if I am lucky to hear the sound of heaven today?" ”

Jin Niang raised her head and smiled, took a step back, groped her way to sit down on a chair in the hall, and gently picked up the strings with her bare hands, but Lingling made a few single tones into her ears, and everyone was intoxicated. She bowed her head slightly and said, "The prince is serious, the prince is loved, and the blessing of Jinniang." ”

When Jiang An heard her say this, he was no longer polite, twisted his wine glass, and smiled at everyone, "Then, I'll bother Madame later." ”

Jin Niang raised her head, the look on her face was a little unnatural, she closed her eyes, barely settled down, stroked the pipa with her thin hand, plucked the shaft three or two times, and lowered her eyebrows, "Today, Rong Jinniang played a song, "Complaint". ”

A few plucks were made with a few strokes, and the melodious music sounded. This music is not at all as fierce as that day's grandeur, from beginning to end, the voice is low, like a beautiful woman crying in the dark night, whimpering. Those ten fingers seemed to be plucked on everyone's hearts, poking into the heartstrings, teasing everyone's hearts, and bursting with sourness. A song, "Complaining Love", like its music name, such as crying and complaining, telling full affection. Her fingers jumped, as if between those ten fingers, a gushing fountain of tears. Cui Jinniang suddenly pressed the pipa with one hand, the music stopped suddenly, and after a short silence, it sounded slowly, one by one, stabbing into the softest corner of everyone's hearts. She slowly raised her head, her eyes were blank, her withered lips opened one by one, and her hoarse voice came out, singing slowly.

Chu Jiang is cold and silvery

The goddess picks lotus on the bank of the Qing River

Jiangting is far away from Shaping smoke

Piccolo under the moon shallowly looking back

The eyebrows are shallow

The sun and the moon are short in the hibiscus tent

Floating life is broken and changed a thousand times

The cloak is left for eighteen years

Time has passed, and when I was young, I sang a light song on the pipa

In the blink of an eye, the years have changed, and I don't know if you will remember it

I stood on my tiptoes

Fuliu small river embankment

Pinghua disturbed the warbler

I only saw that I was speechless

……

Jin Niang's hoarse voice echoed in the gorgeous palace room of Xinwu City, although it was not as pleasant as the yellow warbler in the willows, but it was like a drop of water in the autumn cold, like crying and complaining, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for the past 18 years were expressed in one go.

Zuo Shikun quietly looked at the sad old woman in front of him, lowered his eyes, and couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. His fingers clenched the golden cup, staring at the plucked strings, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Sneer, what? It's been eighteen years, Cui Jinniang, can't you finally take it anymore, haha. A song of appeal, as if the former Captain Xue who was dusty and riddled with horses, reappeared in front of him this time. That day, the woman in blue poured a glass of sake, choked back tears, and said gently, "Husband, Jin Niang is waiting for you to return for the rest of your life!" Zuo Shikun chuckled and said in his heart, I thought that she had forgotten all the years and many things and several pains. Even if it's lovesick, it's time to be indifferent! Who knew that today, this situation is still so sad! "Hey!" He lowered his head and sighed, "Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach life and death!" ”

After hearing this, Jiang An raised his eyes and couldn't help but feel desolate in his heart. At this time, outside the door, Hongxiang hung her head and waited for her master, raising the fan in her hand from time to time to cover the scorching sunlight. I sighed again and again in my heart, today's sun is so annoying! When he turned around, he saw Xiu Jie's white clothes fluttering, smiling and smiling with a sword. Hongxiang covered her mouth and chuckled, stomped her foot, pulled Xiu Jie with one hand, and muttered, "Childe, I can see you today, I haven't seen you go back to the house for so many days, but what good errand do you have?" Seeing her like this, Xiu Jie smiled, pursed his lips, and covered up, "Sister said that she was laughing, how can there be!" ”

After hearing this, Hongxiang also learned from him and smiled, and teased, "Don't pretend, son, serve Prince Jiang'an, how are you doing lately?" ”

Xiu Jie's eyebrows moved, he smiled at her, as if he had thought of something, and muttered, "Prince Jiang'an, he is really a good person!" Hearing him say this, Hongxiang covered the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, chuckled, pointed her slender fingers at him, and said coquettishly, "It's only been a few days, and Childe's heart is to others." After hearing this, Xiu Jie knew that he was ridiculing himself, so don't go over it and stop talking nonsense with him. Suddenly, I heard a pipa sound from inside the door, the sound was mournful, and the sound was moving. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was surprised, and even more sad. The young man's hand touched the hilt of the sword, and he called out in his heart, it turns out that his mother also misses his father? Why has she never mentioned it for so many years?

Hongxiang seemed to hear his inner muttering, pursed her lips, and sighed, "It's not! As if remembering something, her eyes lit up, and then dimmed in an instant, and she lowered her head and said softly, "Madame, I don't know what stimulated me, and I've not been in a good mood lately." Those of us who are subordinates don't want to ask too much, we are worried, after eighteen years, Mrs. must be depressed in her heart," Hongxiang said, Fang Xiaopa wiped a few tears, and said to Xiujie, "Madame is uncomfortable, and it is better for the son to comfort more!" After hearing this, Xiu Jie glanced at Hongxiang with a smile, lowered his head and stopped speaking. At this time, the desolate pipa sound and Jin Niang's hoarse voice floated out of the door, and the sound was as sad as a ghost crying.

Time has passed, and when I was young, I sang a song of Biyi Pipa

In the blink of an eye, the years have changed, and I don't know if you will ever remember it

….……

This song, this song...... After hearing this, Xiu Jie's body moved, and he muttered, "At this moment, how can my mother play such a tune!" ”