Chapter 9: Immortal Appearance
The sound of the piano is windy, and the world is quiet.
My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano. Hearing the beauty of the sound of the piano, if you appreciate the girl's face, the rhythm of the transition made Cao Zhi, who was already hungover, dare not say anything more, for fear of missing half a note.
Everyone looked at the river, but there was a sudden cloud and mist at some point, and they couldn't see through it clearly.
Suddenly, a finger was ethereal, and the white bird of the river crossed the river bank leisurely, following the echo from the opposite bank, and a gust of wind stirred up the pine waves.
Smell the deep again, the sound of the stream lingers, and takes you into the Zen of winding paths. A lotus flower blooms in the murmuring water.
I heard a finger and left the sun, a leaf of green clouds dimmed the sun, day and night alternated, the moonlight suddenly fell, sparkling, and a few stacks of frost on the eyelids.
Finally, when I heard a finger and broke my intestines, a group of people burst into tears, the water surface was frozen on a thousand sides, and suddenly the wind blew snow overnight.
After the song, the night dispersed, and an ethereal figure emerged in the middle of the river. The crowd slowly woke up.
"You have been in Tongquetai for many years, have you ever heard such a guqin." Cao Zhi asked the attendants around him who were in a trance. "The sound of this piano is really more rippling than autumn water, and it is really more intoxicating than fine wine."
These attendants had been so blessed with such ears, and they were all silent, just staring at the water, wanting to see the violinist's dignity.
She walked out of the mist naked, then grabbed the edge of the mist and turned into a white dress and stuck to her.
She picked up a handful of splashes and gently put them on her shoulders, which was a green yarn as thin as cicada wings.
She put away her lyre and placed it on a lotus leaf.
Her hair was long and wavy, her skin was whiter than the moonlight, her clear eyes were spotless, and her thin lips were as red as April days. A faint smile washed away the lead in the world in that instant.
Her beauty makes you dare not think about it, just looking at it from a distance makes you feel satisfied.
"You've been in Tongquetai for many years, have you ever seen such a beautiful woman!" Cao Zhi stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and the attendants didn't move as if they had lost their souls, and no one helped him. "I'm still too shallow."
I grabbed him by the sleeve and helped him up. "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
"Sir...... I think I lost. Cao Zhi stammered, his eyes didn't dare to leave the woman for half a minute. I lost...... I lost ......"
Saying that, Cao Zhi picked up a pot of wine, poured it all into his mouth, the wine flowed all over his body, he didn't know how many glasses he drank today, this pot of wine was like the last straw on horseback, making his whole person stumble to the ground. "Sir! Don't help me. ”
He had no image of a prince and was disheveled, but he still did not forget to pick up another jug of wine and drank it down. "Sir, I'm willing to gamble."
Three pots, four pots...... Ten pots, he really drank them all, and the whole person lay on the ground and couldn't stand up. "Sir, I should drink this wine, I should drink it."
"Your Highness, where is the beauty of this Roselle?" I deliberately asked him to see if he would write the world's thunderous "Luo Shen Fu" with his wine.
"I ......" Cao Zhi frowned, but he couldn't say a word. I ......"
This surprised me, didn't Cao Zhi always blurt out? How did he become mute at this time? "Your Highness, don't worry, take your time."
Cao Zhi was sweating profusely and biting his lip hard, but there was still no progress. "Sir, I'm ...... I can't think of a word right now. ”
The words are colorful, the love and resentment, the body is literary, and he is overflowing with the present and the ancient, but he is poor in words at the moment.
"How could I be!" Cao Zhi clutched the weeds on the ground in pain, frantic. "Poetry is always easy."
Seeing this, she slowly walked over the river, the river stopped flowing for her, and she danced with her footsteps, riding the breeze and dancing with the waves. Like a glimpse, it comes to us in a blink of an eye.
"King Juancheng? Where did your talent go? Luo Shen leaned over and looked at Cao Zhi affectionately, his slender fingers gently caressing his forehead.
Cao Zhi settled down at this time, he looked at Luo Shen stupidly, but he couldn't say a word.
"You have always been free and easy, why are you so embarrassed today?" Roselle's fingers slid lightly across his cheeks, wiping away the beads of sweat that kept pouring out of him.
"You ......" Cao Zhi's face was like a withered tree at the moment, and his whole person was much haggard.
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time......" Luo Shen said slowly in his ear, breathing. I kept my promise, what about you? ”
She gently untied the jade pendant on Cao Zhi's waist and held it in the palm of her hand, and the jade pendant slowly shone in her warm palm. "I'll take this token myself."
"If you want to, see me at the bottom of the Luo River at this time tomorrow." Saying that, Luo Shen turned around and slowly floated to the riverbank, and after looking back with a smile, he was overshadowed in the deep mist.
The silence dissipated, and the world bustled again.
Cao Zhi was still lying on the ground in embarrassment, looking in a trance. And his guards stood still like stone statues.
"Sir...... I lost completely. Cao Zhi said weakly. You're really fascinated by her, and I'm deeply in love with her. I'm damn ......"
"Your Highness, my fair lady, gentleman. Why should you blame yourself for having a long love affair? I advised.
Cao Zhi shook his head bitterly. "I've always had no worries, and I don't care about fame and money, but just now I had a bond in my heart. It's for a woman. ”
Cao Zhi's appearance like this, I feel quite nostalgic, at this moment I suddenly had an impulse in my heart, the story of "Luo Shen Fu" will inevitably end in tragedy, I already know the final chapter, why come to this painting again? Since I'm here, I can't just look at Luoshen, although this is just an illusory world, I also want to let Cao Zhi in this story have a different ending.
"Your Highness, I think that no matter what, you must go to see her and show your admiration for her."
"Sir, don't bother, you've seen Roselle, it's time to go back." Cao Zhi let out a long sigh, and his face suddenly became very different from before. "Naturally, I would go to see her and see her dance with the gods, and I panicked and left the ...... ridiculously"
"You!" Cao Zhi actually told the story that was going to happen, isn't he a character in the painting? Isn't it all a set script? How could he have a mind of his own? "How do you know that?"
"I'm the one who went through all this, how could I not know?" Cao Zhi smiled bitterly twice. "I'm the real Cao Zhi, and I don't belong in this painting."
Really Cao Zhi! How is this possible? Gu Kaizhi was born a hundred years after Cao Zhi's death, and the painting was painted many years after Cao Zhi's death.
"I know you must be very confused, and I don't want to explain it to you, but when you come out with the painting, everything will naturally understand."
"If you know everything that is going to happen, why did you pretend that you didn't know anything just now, why did you bet with me when you knew you would definitely meet her?" I shouted in surprise.
"It's just to cooperate with your performance, the people in this painting are either here to see Roselle's face, or they think they want to fulfill my marriage to her, but no matter what you do, you can't change the ending of this story." Cao Zhi said gloomily. "It's a story that I have to go through every day in this painting."
"You...... Why do you have to go through this over and over again? ”
"This is my punishment for myself......" Cao Zhi picked up the flask again and poured the rest of the wine into his mouth. Do you want to hear the real story of Luo Shen Fu? ”