After a deep night's dream, Long Shaoyang woke up the next day, opened his eyes and looked out of the tent, and found that the sky was already bright, thinking that it must be because he had a lot of thoughts last night and fell asleep very late.

He got dressed and got out of bed, and only then did he take a closer look. I saw that this room was not very spacious, but it was simple and elegant, with tables and chairs, curtains, and orderly. There are a variety of books on the bookshelf in the middle, and pen, ink, paper and inkstones are neatly placed on the window desk.

An old servant came over with a copper basin, it was Cheng Bo, and said, "Childe is awake, please wash." ”

Long Shaoyang smiled, and after washing up for a while, he said: "Thank you Uncle Cheng! Brother Xiao, I don't know where he is? ”

Cheng Bo said with a smile: "The eldest young master went out to walk the birds early in the morning, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back until the afternoon." When he left, he ordered the old slave to tell his son, saying that the son should live in peace, eat and live, and do not have to be restrained, just like his own home. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to deliver the message early in the morning, saying that after everything was in order, when the time was right, we should meet at the right time. Breakfast is ready, please. ”

Long Shaoyang nodded with a smile, and followed Cheng Bo to the hall, only to see that rice porridge, steamed buns, side dishes and a few colors of snacks were already placed on the table.

"Childe, please use it slowly. Cheng Bodao, "If there is anything else, summon the old slave at any time." With that, he withdrew.

I haven't eaten for more than ten hours, Long Shaoyang is hungry at this time, and he is not welcome at the moment, he sits down alone to eat and drink, and a feeling of fantasy and truth hits his heart - he has experienced too much this night, guessing lantern riddles, getting to know the prince, being attacked in the alley, tying Jinlan, and living in the house, as if he had a bizarre dream, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

After breakfast, Long Shaoyang walked out of the room and stood under the eaves to take a look.

At this time, it is almost noon, in the spring season, the cold is gradually gone, the sun is warm, at a glance, a pool of spring water in the distance is zigzag and meandering, and a small stone arch bridge spans it. The verandah of the bridge extends along the water, and the end is connected with a rockery, the mountain stone is simple, and a pavilion is on the pond, which is very chic.

I saw that under the pavilion, by the pond water, next to the mountain rocks, plum blossoms are proudly blooming alone, bright as crimson clouds, faintly seem to have a dark fragrance coming.

Seeing this scene, Long Shaoyang was unconsciously refreshed, walked along the cobblestone road, turned the rockery, and boarded the pavilion. Seeing a plaque hanging on the pavilion, the three big characters of "Cloud Stopping Pavilion" are eye-catching. Looking around, I only feel that I am in a sea of flowers, and my heart is refreshing, which is really refreshing.

"Isn't there no joy in such a beautiful view?" he said as he pulled out the jasper flute he carried with him from his back and brought it to his lips, his lips lightly opened, and a wisp of flute slowly flowed out.

At first, the sound of the flute is unremarkable, like a stream in a deep valley, through the weeds, over the gravel, no one cares, making people feel lonely and lonely, and then it flows quietly, into the distance, through the birds and flowers, through the short days and long nights, but always clear and transparent, so far, the flute has become long and long.

With the flute, it became mournful and low. When the wind rises, plum blossoms fly, like a shower of flowers, floating and whirling in the air with the wind. Flying red ten thousand points, but sad as the sea, homesickness suddenly hit the heart, only to feel the heart like a heavy pressure, can't help but mourn.

Between the petals fluttering, Long Shaoyang's eyebrow bones moved, his eyes locked on the stone arch bridge not far away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift upward.

In the distance, two figures, one red and one green, got off the small bridge and walked straight along the verandah.

Long Shaoyang seemed to be unaware, and the jade flute on his lips was still curling.

Before I got close, I heard a crisp and pleasant voice: "By asking where the plum blossoms fall, the wind blows all night over the mountain." I can't imagine that there are people in Los Angeles who can blow such good news, and it seems that not all of them are vulgar rangers. ”

Long Shaoyang was shocked in his heart: "The two flute songs "Falling Plum Blossoms" and "Guan Shanyue" played by myself have been played since ancient times, and they have been widely circulated, and it is expected to be recognized, but this person used two lines of poetry to embed these two pieces into it without a trace, which is natural, and it is really wonderful." He thought in his heart, but his face did not show his face, and he immediately looked for the sound, and saw a master and a servant walking slowly.

The man in front of him was dressed as a young man, dressed in a scarlet silk shirt, with very white skin, and tapped his palm with the handle of a fan as he walked, exuding a proud and noble air. She was followed by a woman dressed in blue, but she was dressed as a maid.

The two walked closer, turned around and sank into the rockery, and then the sound of gentle footsteps got closer and closer-the fingers suddenly stopped, the flute stopped abruptly, Long Shaoyang turned around, and the two of them had appeared in front of him.

In a pavilion, the distance between them and each other comes straight into view.

Long Shaoyang looked at it at a glance, only to feel that this red-clothed boy was handsome, with green eyebrows, double pupils cut water, and the facial contours were quite clear, lined with a red dress, and there was a three-point heroic spirit in his handsomeness.

The man in red was also looking at Long Shaoyang at the moment.

At a glance, this person was long, delicate, and dressed like an ordinary Los Angeles youth.

Looking at it again, this person's eyes under the two sword eyebrows are deep, like a pool of still water, but he doesn't know the depth of the water.

Seeing that the other party was also looking at him calmly, without any inhibitions, the man in red was shocked: "In this Los Angeles, there are only a handful of people who dare to look at him like this, where is this person in front of him?"

After a moment of stalemate, the red-clothed boy bowed slightly and saluted: "The flute sound played by the young man is tactful and ethereal, the rhyme is ethereal, and the artistic conception is extraordinary, even compared to everyone in the capital, it also has a different taste!"

Long Shaoyang also saluted: "Long Moujie is a mountain and wild village man, and he knows the palace businessmen roughly, how can he be compared with everyone in the capital." This boy has won the prize!"

"Childe doesn't have to be humble. As he spoke, the red-clothed man had already set his eyes on the transverse flute in Long Shaoyang's right hand, only to feel a flash of blue light, and then said: "Little brother is abrupt, can you take a look at the transverse flute from the elder brother's platform?"

Long Shaoyang nodded, bowed slightly, and offered it with both hands.

The red-clothed man put away the folding fan, took the horizontal flute, rubbed the flute, and looked up and down carefully. I saw that this transverse flute was like a bamboo leaf, about one foot four inches long, with seven holes up and down, which was no different from the ordinary bamboo flute. It's just that the flute body is heavy, the whole body is icy, close to the palm, and it feels warm and lovely.

A ray of sunlight penetrates, and the body of the flute is crystal moist, and there is a trace of blue light in the turquoise - it turns out that this horizontal flute is not an ordinary bamboo flute, but a rare jade made by a skillful craftsman in the past, its color is green with green, and its quality is as hard as steel, which is really a rare treasure.

The red-clothed boy saw that the flute was engraved with the word "dragon" on the body, and when he thought of Long Shaoyang's words just now, his heart moved, and he smiled: "The sound is good news, and the flute is a treasure flute. As he spoke, he was about to send the jade flute back with both hands, but as soon as he stretched it out, his hand retracted, his eyes rolled, and he intended to test the person in front of him, and said with a smile: "Since Gongzi Long has a rough understanding of music and rhythm, the younger brother wants to ask for advice or two." ”

"Childe, please speak. ”

"Do you know when the flute began and who first made it?"

"It is rumored that when Xuanhuang was born, the ancestors used the tibia of a bird to drill and blow it, which is the earliest appearance of the flute, which is the bone flute. Later, the sage Yellow Emperor saw that the bamboo was hollow and straight, and did not change its material, so he ordered a person called Linglun Leguan at that time to cut down the bamboo of Kunxi, make it a flute, and lay seven holes horizontally, and blow it, and its sound was far and loud, like a dragon's chanting. Later, the dragon chant was used to refer to the sound of the flute, and some people said, "Whoever can make the flute should be the dragon chant." Some people say, "The flute plays the dragon and sings the water, and the flute sings the phoenix in the air." ”...... And so on. ”

"I wonder if I can classify it?"

In terms of pitch, it can be roughly divided into three categories: the southern school is mostly a curved flute, with a long body and a low sound, and the northern school is mostly a bang flute, with a thin and short body and a high sound. In addition, there is a kind of alto flute, which is between the long and short and the flute sound. ”

"What's the trick?"

"The technique is also divided into two schools, the north school is mostly flowery tongue, glissando, and articulation, while the southern school mostly uses beating, overlapping, and trilling ......"

He talked endlessly, and the answer was like a stream, and the boy in red and the little maid in green clothes were already dumbfounded and stared at him intently.

The red-clothed man was like in a dream, muttering to himself: "Wonderful sound, wonderful flute, wonderful person!" After speaking, he smiled to himself, stepped forward, and continued: "As the saying goes, the pearl cannot be secretly cast, and the jade flute should be returned." ”

Saying that, he held the flute in both hands, walked over and returned it, and Long Shaoyang reached out to take it when he saw this. Unexpectedly, there was still more than two feet between the hands of the two, and the hands in front of them suddenly retreated back, and the jade flute slid down from the palm, and saw that it was about to fall to the bluestone ground of the small pavilion.

Long Shaoyang's heart was shocked, and before he could think about it, he bent down suddenly, jumped forward, and at the same time stretched out his arm, and firmly took the jade flute in his hand with his right hand.

All of a sudden, channeling, connecting, supporting, staggering, turning, standing, several actions are done in one go, without dragging the mud and water.

This time it changed in a hurry, and it was in this small space, and the man in red couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at it, and his face changed. Seeing that he would rather risk crashing into the pavilion pillar than rushing straight over, hurting himself, he felt a sudden sense of joy in his heart. He immediately calmed down, showed a look of apology, and pretended to be panicked and said: "Oh, the little brother was negligent for a while, and the jade flute was almost damaged, and I hope that my brother will forgive his sins!"

Long Shaoyang said in his heart: "Miss Zhujia is really witty and clever, full of tricks, which makes people unguardable. "I know that I am in the way, and the other party is intentional and deliberately tempting, but it is useless to argue with her at this time.

Seeing that the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with three points of joy, it confirmed that her judgment was correct, but she was not annoyed at the moment, and pushed the boat down the river and said: "Brother Tai's words are serious." As he spoke, he stretched out his hands as if he was going to help the other person up.

Who knew that the red-clothed man's face suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "No, no, don't work brother." In a panic, he took a few steps back before he stood firm.

At this moment, the little maid in Tsing Yi had hurriedly taken a few steps forward and blocked between the two.

The red-clothed boy Shang Zi's face turned crimson, and when he saw that the other party not only saw through it, but also used his own way to give back to him, he immediately looked at himself and said: "Brother Tai is not strange! The younger brother has had a quirk since he was a child, and he doesn't like to have physical contact with others......

The corners of Long Shaoyang's mouth were lightly raised, and he was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a shouting sound in the distance.

"Little prince, you wait for the old slave, wait for the old slave...... This garden...... Without the consent of the eldest young master, outsiders are not allowed to trespass. You...... Why do you bother the old slave? It was the voice of the old servant Cheng Bo.

He raised his eyes and saw a man in brocade at the gate of the garden walking briskly, and the old servant Cheng Bo followed behind, shouting as he walked.

The red-clothed man also came over at this moment, followed the prestige, and suddenly paused slightly: "Oh, this heartless noisy ghost and dead fat man is also here, you can meet him everywhere, I made a bet with him last time, and I still owe him a pair of ancient book scores...... It's really a disappointment!, let's go!" turned around and arched his hand, and said with a smile: "Young Master Long, you and I will win one game each today, and we will be equal, and we will meet again in the future." After speaking, without waiting for Long Shaoyang to reply, he took the little maid in Tsing Yi and left from the lower pavilion.

Looking at the two backs, one red and one green, Long Shaoyang's heart moved, and he smiled and said, "Childe, I don't know your surname, can you tell me?"

The red back paused, and the cyan back also stopped, and then continued forward.

I only heard a crisp voice say: "My young lady...... No, my son-in-law's surname is Zhu. ”

"I wish Gongzi, I will give you a game today. ”

"Humph......"