It is said that the emperor was fortunate at the beginning, and was assigned by the daughter of the Queen Mother of the West to drive auspicious colors and imperial fairy swords, and cultivate wonderful magic powers. Then he led the tribe, overthrew the demon slavery, expanded the territory, established the state, unified the Central Plains, and prospered for all generations.

However, the way of heaven is impermanent, the number of qi has an end, the wind and clouds are changing and treacherous, and the forces are turbulent and divided. Because of the tyranny of Xia Jun, the reckless rise of the ancient dynasty collapsed, and the remaining princes fought endlessly.

In later generations, there was a Confucian scholar, drunk and lying in the Xuandao, a dream for 300 years, waking up to the vicissitudes of the sea and turning into a mulberry field, and things were different from everyone; The barbarians put down their whips, waved their sabers, and trampled on the mountains and rivers with iron hooves, and the princes couldn't sleep, so they joined forces to form an alliance to resist the strong enemy.

So far, the north and the south are standing, the heroes are side by side, everyone is a stone, once it falls, it will stir up countless ripples, alarming the ups and downs of the hidden dragon. Precisely:

The rain of arrows and bows is like a hook, and the sea of blood is rushing for a few degrees?

The stars are moving, and in an instant, it has been more than 700 years since the fall of Great Xia, and how many dynasties have risen and fallen and turned into ashes. And in the territory of Yunguo, the sunset in the sky is orange and red over blood, spreading to cover the sinking distant mountains, several painting boats are luxuriously decorated, floating on the Huai River, singing and dancing. The poem says:

The spring water of the Bijiang River sails late, and the slanting sun gradually fades and the clouds are dark.

Tourists in the distant mountains turn back, and the fishing song sings and the oars are faint.

This poem refers to the local night scene, where fishermen take boats and return at sunset. In contrast, the shore gentlemen are addicted to the brothel gambling house, intoxicated by the sound of dogs and horses, looking for flowers and willows, and unaware of the troubled times.

Let's live, gossip less, the book is back to business, the story begins here, and there are already people in the ship waiting anxiously.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Zhu Caigui, the owner of the painting boat, sat in front of the window and looked into the distance, and the cold evening breeze made him can't help rubbing his hands and complaining in a low voice.

A burly one-eyed officer next to him was playing with the wine cup, and suddenly swept his eyebrows, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Brother Zhu, let you hire a master-there is such trouble?"

"Master Jun, don't be impatient. Zhu Caigui broke out in a cold sweat, glanced at the silver ticket spread out on the case, and smiled with a smile: "Master, you wait for a while, the villain has sent a handyman to look for it." When the weather gets cooler, adults drink a few more glasses of wine to warm up. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the corner of the room, where stood a group of cowardly young children, who were stared at by two soldiers, frightened and uneasy. The heart said: It is rumored that people in the north like to sell and buy teenagers and children, and this time, the rumors are true.

"What do you see, dog?" said the one-eyed officer, with a sinister attitude. Zhu Caigui hurriedly retracted his gaze and smiled, not knowing how to explain. As he hesitated, the tips of his ears trembled, his brows suddenly stretched, and he said happily: "They are here!"

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!" A young man sang in the wind, drifting with the sound of the piano.

At dusk, the sky is dark. A middle-aged boatman dressed in a cloak crossed a canopy boat up the river, and on the deck sat a young man in a Confucian shirt, playing the guqin on his lap with his head down. The sound of the piano is as crisp as a stream, and it is far away along the ethereal flowing water.

Before he knew it, the boat had reached the shore, and the man in the coat stopped the boat and walked behind the boy. Holding hands in your arms, looking at your nose and nose, you stand silently.

This status belongs to the southern border of the cloud country, located in the water town of Bicheng, is the place of the fireworks and red bridge, and you can hear the laughter from afar. As far as the eye can see, there are groups of painting boats on the river, countless green buildings on both sides of the river, tourists dressed in gorgeous costumes, making noise along the long street, prostitutes wearing heavy makeup, waving according to the hook column -- it can be described as a gentle warbler chanting in the countryside, and a drunken gold fan in the ecstasy cave. The clouds and rain are windy, and I don't know what day.

Only the sound of the piano penetrates the hustle and bustle of red powder, the tune is leisurely but not worried, happy but not lewd, it seems that it is not tainted by turbidity and dust, nor is it bound by the world, chic and chic, and its bearing is extraordinary.

"The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road~ I don't know how many people return to the moon, and the falling moon shakes the river trees~~"

When the piano stopped and the song was finished, the young man stopped and looked up to reveal a smiling face. Look at the appearance, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the corners of the eyes are still childish, and he is at a prime age. Beside him stood a pretty woman, bowing down to explain fingering to him.

The young man raised his head, met his gaze, and asked with a smile: "Mother, how is the child's song 'Spring River Flower Moon Night'?"

It turns out that this beautiful woman is the famous pianist in Bicheng, the elegant name Mrs. Nianyou, because of her superb piano skills, well-known far and near, often invited by the local gentry to perform. And the boy is her adopted son, named Lin Yi, who has been with his wife since he was a child, and has been practicing since he was five years old, and has been practicing for eight years.

Listening to the child's inquiry, Nian Youmed commented: "The fingering is accurate, elegant and refined, it's just-" halfway through the words turned sharply: "There is still a lack of 'love'! Listening to the sound of the piano is good, but the connotation is empty...... Not yet enough. Remember, don't deliberately create elegance, to do the song outside the love, the words have rhyme, the meaning is allegorical, not chanting to appreciate the flower moon to entertain yourself. I miss that you are still young and have little experience in the world, so I will not be responsible for it for the time being. ”

With that, he smiled and reached out to touch his head in order to encourage. Later, he looked down at the clouds in the water, but sighed again and again.

Lin Yi noticed that Mrs. Nianyou was distracted, and his heart sank, and he vaguely remembered that this song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" was Mrs. Niang's favorite song, and he liked to listen to himself play, and he kept urging him to practice. But what puzzled me was that for so many years, she had never played it herself. Whenever she asked why, she avoided answering, and there was a faint trace of sadness between the corners of her eyebrows, as if there were countless worries blocked in her heart, inexhaustible and unclear.

The boatman looked at Nian You's emaciated back, and his mouth was also embarrassed. Sensing his voice, Lin Yi looked sideways: This man was in his forties, with dark skin and a strong body. Since he can remember, he has been helping them to do things, taking good care of the two, and even Mrs. Nianyou respectfully said: "Duke Xu." ”

Unlike those fishermen who beg for a living in the water, Xu Gong has a strong physique, strong martial arts, and his hands are covered with calluses, as if he was born in a practicing family. But on weekdays, he keeps a low profile and says little. The character is honest and wooden, and he tolerates with others everywhere, but he has never had a dispute.

Xu Gongcheng said sincerely: "Lin Gongzi seems to be easy-going, but his nature is stubborn and stubborn, and his wife said that his piano skills have not arrived at home, so he must have to practice hard day and night." ”

"That's just as well. Nian Youxiao cherished love, and at the end he looked stunned, and said with emotion: "But those who have achieved great things in ancient times can be more patient and persevering, and maybe Yi'er is also ......."

"Madam, Childe!" at this moment, Jiang Shang shouted.

Lin Yi's face was still embarrassed, and when he heard his voice, he looked up with Nian Youqi. At sunset, I saw a young handyman driving a flat boat to this side, his face full of anxiety. I recognized him as the errand boy on the painting boat, and was about to answer, but I heard Mrs. Nianyou next to him say strangely: "Little brother, look at you in such a hurry, what's the matter?"

The handyman looked anxious, his voice was flustered, and he rushed to the shore, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Hit, disturb!

Mrs. Nianyou frowned slightly, she was famous, and most of the tourists on the river were elegant people. Over the years, the wealthy gentlemen and businessmen have all been courteous to themselves, how could they have been so hasty? After a little contemplation, he said: "Don't worry, the little brother will slow down first...... I don't know what kind of way you are talking about your distinguished guest, but it is such a big shelf?"

She looked displeased, and the handyman was only sweating profusely in panic, and begged: "Hey——, Mrs. Nianyou, Grandma Nianyou, we can't afford to mess with the people who come this time! You have a lot of adults, why bother to have more knowledge with them? Without further ado, grandma, hurry up." ”

Mrs. Nianyou said with a straight face: "Don't dare to be, the little brother laughed." ”

The handyman was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he stamped his feet and urged: "Madam, tonight is really important!"

Nian Yu pondered for a moment before hesitating: "Okay...... On weekdays, my mother and son are taken care of by you, and since tonight is so important, I can't shirk it...... I'll go with you. After saying that, he sighed, lifted his skirt and stepped onto the boat.

The handyman beckoned to Lin Yi again: "Young Master Lin, I'm bothered, Boss Zhu also brings a message to invite you to go with me, and I hope that Gongzi Mo swept the guest Yaxing." ”

Hearing him say this, Lin Yi smiled on his shoulders, and followed the boat with the piano in his arms, and did not forget to sneer: "Wang Xiaohu, you must have received money from others again, otherwise how could you be so diligent and urge people for them?"

The handyman named Wang Xiaohu blushed and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, it's the guest officer who is willing to give a reward, I don't steal or rob, shouldn't I take it?"

Lin Yi smiled, "Look at your panic, this errand money is really hard to earn." ”

"Hi – who isn't. Having said that, I've seen so many people, but Lin Gongzi's eyes are the most poisonous, and I can't hide anything from you. Wang Xiaohu sighed, quickly propped up the boat, and crossed to a painting boat docked at the bridge.

Xu Gong was silent, and when he saw the two leaving, he followed behind alone with the boat, thinking that he would wait for the performance to be finished, so that he could take them back.

At this end, Lin Yi held the piano and asked Wang Xiaohu: "Who is the distinguished guest today, it seems to be a big deal?" Could it be Zhang Yuanwai, whose son is in the city...... Didn't he go to the North to do business?"

Wang Xiaohu shuddered when he heard this: "Compared with this group of people, what is Zhang Yuanwai worth? I heard that the leader is an officer of the Great Youguo, and in front of him, even Boss Zhu can't straighten his waist! Now Lao Zhu is personally pouring wine for the guests, standing next to him, and he doesn't dare to say a word, how big do you say the other party is?"

Lin Yi was skeptical, although he was in the south, he had also heard of the fierce reputation of the Northern Youjun, and nodded slowly: "That's amazing." In private, he muttered: What did the Beiyou officer do when he ran to the Cloud Country?

Xu Gong followed by boat, and when he heard the name of "Da You", he suddenly snorted coldly, as if he sneered at it. Raising his head, a trace of clarity flashed in his originally cloudy eyes, and he looked at everyone thoughtfully. After a moment, he lowered his head again, and turned back into the honest boatman, with a wooden face.

While they were gossiping, the crowd had reached the shore. Mrs. Nianyou was the first to get off the boat, Lin Yi followed behind her with the qin, and Wang Xiaohu was still busy mooring the boat. Nian You turned around and bent down to thank you: "Little brother, you are busy, let's go over first." ”

"Hey, okay, you guys go quickly!" Wang Xiaohu tied the hemp rope, remembered something, turned his head and shouted: "Lin Gongzi, the Jianglang Hall of the Ming Dynasty told the story, saying that the great sage fought all the way to the heavens, and was stopped by Wang Lingguan, and the two gods and demons fought in a dark way!"

"No, I'm going to practice tomorrow. Lin Yi shook his head and refused, thinking: This Wang Lingguan is the first protector god of Taoism, famous and well-known. In order to add a gimmick to the monkey, the storyteller dared to take him out and go through the motions.

The painting boat docked at the head of the bridge, and as soon as Nian You stepped on the wooden bridge, a bald middle-aged man in a brocade shirt with an oily face walked quickly in front of him. Holding his stomach and smelling of wine, he stepped forward and tried to grab Mrs. Nianyou's white palm, and said angrily: "Oh, hey, my aunt!

Mrs. Nianyou's eyelids jumped, she raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose, avoided it quietly, and bowed and said, "Boss Zhu, I've kept you waiting, I'll teach Yi'er to practice the piano today, and I've delayed for a while." Seeing that Zhu Caigui opened his mouth to be verbose, he interrupted him: "Since time is pressing, let's not talk about it." Without further ado, let's take the boat first to meet the guests. ”

Zhu Caigui didn't get the oil, he opened his mouth to say "ah" and "ah" a few times, his face was blue and red for a while, and he was embarrassed and unspeakable. After being embarrassed for a few breaths, he got out of the way and sideways led Mrs. You onto the painting boat.

Lin Yi stood behind, seeing through Zhu Caigui's dirty thoughts, and treated him coldly, knowing that his mother and son still had to rely on them to earn food, but he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak. Stopped, watched the two enter, and looked sideways at the afterglow in the distance, so as to calm down.

Wang Xiaohu moored the boat steadily, and looked up just in time to see this scene. I saw that the sky was dark, Lin Yi held a xylophone in his arms, standing alone on the arched bridge, and his back looked lonely and slender. He wanted to say hello, but he didn't know what to say, and in a trance, he seemed to hear Lin Yi let out a helpless sigh, and he took a slow step and walked towards the painting boat.