"Su'er, where did you stay before this?"

"In my old home, my old home was much bigger than here, but I don't remember exactly." Su'er frowned and scratched her head. "It's big anyway."

The staggered scene was reflected in front of me through the crack in the door, and the dim light made people feel uneasy, I actually had a lot of questions to ask Su'er, but now is really not the time.

What would this look like? Could it be that there is also some tearful story hidden?

I repeatedly told myself in my heart not to think too much, not to try to understand everything here, my task was only to take that friend of Jiao Yuqin out to be considered meritorious.

"Big brother, I'll take you to see Grandpa Han." Su'er gently took my hand. "Then you tell Grandpa Han about taking the fool away."

Before I could say anything, Su'er dragged me out of the boudoir. "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

In just a few steps, the whole world is different, the carved furniture is thick and elegant, the ladies are colorful in their skirts, and the patterns on the curtains, curtains, and pillows are brilliant and colorful. The jade cups and the clear water light complement each other, and the guests are talking loudly and uninhibitedly. And Li Ji, who had just finished dressing up, was sitting on a small bamboo chair at the moment, holding the pipa horizontally, making the best preparations for the next performance.

It's a room full of luxury.

"There's a new guest coming." An old man in loose clothes and with drooping yellow hair was looking at me kindly. Then I inadvertently swept to Su'er, who was standing beside me. "You girl ran out again."

Su'er just giggled and didn't answer, she ran to the long table in front of the old man, picked up a few fruits and began to eat. "It's boring to eat like this every day."

"Go to the side and don't get in the way of the guests." The old man waved his hand, but Su'er was also obedient, so she obediently ran to a corner by herself to play by herself.

"Childe, since you're here, you're a guest, why don't you come with us to watch the pipa play." As he spoke, he spread out his finger and pointed to the empty space beside him. "Come on, Childe doesn't have to be formal, just sit next to me."

I think this old man should be Han Xizai, he is really very hospitable, but I am not in the mood to watch any performances now, I only have one hour, and I still have important things to do.

"I think you are Master Han Xizai, I actually came here for business......"

Han Hee-jae didn't wait for me to finish and pulled me to the side of the seat. "Childe, since you know Han, you should know my habits, I don't like others to talk to me about business during the night banquet. Let's finish listening to this song first. ”

Since he said so, I can't refuse, whoever asks me to ask him, there are many things that only he can tell me.

"Childe, in Xia Langsu, is this year's new champion, thank you for your attention." As soon as I sat down, I was greeted by a man in red next to me, who was lying lazily on his side on the bed, with only one shoe on his feet, and his shape was messy, which was really informal.

"Childe, in Xia Ziweilang Zhu Milling, I am very happy to meet Childe today."

"In the lower teaching workshop deputy envoy Li Jiaming ......"

"Dr. Chen Zhiyong...... under Taichang"

It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't remember a name when they greeted me warmly, I smiled awkwardly and whispered. "...... in Lower Willow Spring"

Unlike them, I don't have a name at all, and when I say my name, I think they'll get to the bottom of it, but they don't say anything.

"Do you all like music very much?" I felt a little cold, so I unconsciously asked again.

"Haha, I'm in love with music, I'm obsessed with wine."

They were answering me, but they had already looked away from me, and they were answering in a strange tone.

I realized that these are just the original characters in the paintings, and the painter once told me that the more famous the painting, the more people in the painting, the more difficult it is to change the story in it. These people are essentially thoughtless, although they can answer, they can also respond, and they also have various expressions of joy, anger and sorrow, but they are all set. I had no intention of changing the actions of the people in the painting in "Traveling in the Mountains and Streams", but it didn't help in "Luo Shen Futu", and this painting is probably impossible to change, and these settings are interlocking to form a fixed ending. In that case, why should I be foolish to talk to them?

"Childe, these friends of mine are all intoxicated with music and dance, so you don't need to chat with them at this time, you just just enjoy the performance." Han Xizai smiled gently, and then motioned to the maid next to him to pour me a large glass of wine.

I was very anxious, but I was helpless, in fact, I thought that since I couldn't change this procedure, it would be better to appreciate what kind of art the next five generations had.

Li Ji waved her sleeves, and the plum blossoms on her sleeves suddenly came alive, and the screen behind her seemed to have life. She began to pluck the strings lightly, her snow-white jade fingers running across the stream, across the branches of the trees in the autumn wind. My mouth was slightly open, my lips were like a touch of afterglow in the sky, and the gentle singing accompanied by the sound of the piano moistened my ears.

"The east wind blows the water and the sun sets the mountain, and the spring is long. The falling flowers are messy, and the sheng song is drunk in a dream. ”

This is a poem by Li Yu, I didn't know it before, but I think there is no one else to do this style of words, and there is a deep sentimentality in the beauty, which makes people fascinated.

And it sounds, with this tune that turns a thousand times. This poem is more touching than Li Yu's well-known famous articles.

The next moment, the plucked strings suddenly became much faster, and the timbre of the pipa suddenly became stronger, and with a click, it was like a delicate jade plate shattering to the ground. The resentment in the song suddenly thickened, the sorrow piled up into melancholy, and the autumn wind sent us into the cold winter.

"Pei is quiet, the evening makeup is remnant, who is the green mustache? Stay in the light and cherish the face, and lean alone at dusk. ”

The chaotic resentment was entwined in everyone's hearts, and I saw that the eyes of these guests were filled with tears at this moment.

Finally, when the song stopped, Li Ji stood up and gave us a budding salute. The scenery in front of me also withered into fragments, and I felt my heart flutter unconsciously at that moment.

I clearly saw a teardrop under the corner of Han Xizai's eyes, falling on the jade cup, with a loud sound.

Is this a false world? But this song is so real that I once forgot why I came, and I didn't know that I was a guest in my dreams.

The big hall was silent for a long time, and it took a long time for Han Xizai's words to slowly break the silence.

"Childe, are you still satisfied with this performance?"

I had already lost my mind, and his question pulled back my soul that had drifted away with the singing. "Good...... Good. It's just that the tune is a little sad, although it is beautiful, it is not very comfortable. ”

"Haha, Childe is right, but there is no song in this era that is not sad."

"If Lord Han is listening to such songs every day, then I am afraid that some of my views on adults will have to change." I gently picked up my glass and drank it to myself.

"Oh, interesting, that boy might as well come and listen to it and see if it's right."

"Actually, it's just a one-sided view, I think listening to such a sad song is not an indulgence in pleasure, but something in my heart that I can't let go."

Han Xizai didn't smile, he didn't frown, he just nodded flatly. "Childe, after watching another dance, how about we go to my inner room and talk about it?"

"And?" I don't know the time, but the song has been delayed for a long time, and when will it end. "Master Han, I don't have much time."

"Childe, nothing is more important than what you see today, maybe you only have one chance to listen to this dance and this song in your life." Han Hee-jae looked at me kindly, and his words sounded serious. "Wang Wushan, come and dance for the guests."

A woman who had just stood in the corner slowly walked to the center of the hall, he was dressed in a plain white robe, and a gauze scarf as thin as a cicada's wings was draped outside, looking ice clear and jade, elegant and refined. Neat hair, chic hair. There is a hosta on his head, and the pearl jade on it sways with the lotus step.

"She's so beautiful." I sighed secretly.

"She is my proudest housekeeper, Wangyashan, and the most famous maiko in the capital. Her six-figure dance is already halfway to the best. Han Xizai stroked his beard lightly and showed a smug expression.

"Half-in the best place? Why did the lord add a half-word. ”

"It seems that the son, I don't know much about the Six Songs, so let the old man talk to you first, this Six Dances is from the Tang Dynasty's famous song "Six Units", "Six Units" is a tune, but also a literary form, the reason why it is liked by people, is that the feelings in it are more sincere than ordinary Tang poems, the words come out from the heart, compassion and moving. The words are not confined to blunt confrontations and rhymes, and this disorganized work seems to be free and easy. It's like poetry but not poetry, like vernacular but not vernacular at all. Han Xizai said leisurely, he was intoxicated first.

"Master, I won't be able to understand you for a while......"

"Haha, let's talk about the Six Dances, the Six Dances are also like "Six Miles", sincere and free, with the sleeves as the tolerance, the foot as the knot, the slow state can not be poor, and the complicated posture is to the end. The low lotus breaks the waves, and the messy snow lingers in the wind. When he fell, he looked forward to it, and he wanted to repair it. I couldn't catch it, so I flew away to chase the shock. These Tang poems are the most accurate description of the Liuqi Dance. But the most beautiful Liuqi Dance only exists in the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty has fallen to our Southern Tang Dynasty, and it has already lost most of its color, so I said that the Liuqi Dance of Wangwushan is half in the best realm, because the best realm will no longer be there. ”

From the Tang Dynasty to the Southern Tang Dynasty, why did I hear a trace of sadness from Han Xizai's words.

"I'm going to play the drum for her myself." Saying that, Han Xizai slowly moved off the bed, although he looked old, his hands and feet were still dexterous, and he walked to the center of the hall in a few steps. "Give me that drum."

The servant quickly brought a piece of red paint to unveil the drum, and Han Xizai lifted the drumstick with ease and struck it skillfully.

Bang bang! The dull sound of drums gives the hall a different tone. Seeing that his master was playing the drum, a protégé couldn't bear the loneliness, so he also got together and played Allegro. Merge into a rhythm with the slow drums.

Wang Wushan danced to the rhythm, she covered her face with her wide sleeves, first made a shy, and then danced lightly like a nest of young swallows, and her beautiful dance posture was leisurely and soft. As Han Xizai's drumming became more and more rapid, the amplitude of her arm wave also changed, and she was like a bird flying high in the wind among flowers, and her agile swift flying body was as light as the wind. Her beauty is superb, jade and clear. It's like thinking alone in the distant underworld. Aiming to express the momentum of the mountains in the mountains, she intends to dance with flowing water, she smiles with her cheeks; With the pearl on her hosta, the pleated skirt on her waist is flying, and with her flower-like dance steps, the clouds move slowly, and the spinning wood turns rapidly, dancing out of everyone's heart.

I don't know how to dance, I don't believe I can see anything from a dance, but this dance really makes me feel a lot of emotions, there are no superfluous movements, it is just so simple with the sleeves fluttering, it makes people think a thousand things.

Han Xizai's drumming finally stopped, he was sweating profusely, after all, he was old, and his physical strength was inevitably a little exhausted. But the expression on his face was full of joy.

Wang Wushan also slowly put away the dancing, to show you the official salute, this dance is not better than singing, dancing itself consumes more physical strength, Wang Wushan is also sweat-soaked clothes at the moment, like a lotus out of the water, there is a layer of water droplets in the jade, she stopped in place for a moment, and then walked towards the wing room next to the hall.

"Childe, this dance is quite satisfying." Han Xizai said breathlessly.

"The girl from Wangwushan dances well, and Master Han's drums are also exquisite." I complimented.

"Haha, Childe's words are really eloquent, I want to rest for a while, since Childe has a question to ask me, why don't you go to the wing room with me." With that, Han Xizai pulled me to his bedroom, which was so hidden that we had to pass through layers of screens to get there.