Royal Palace, Imperial Garden.

In a small pavilion, Gao Ming sat at the table, holding a bowl of tea.

The emperor's garden, naturally, is very large. Gao Ming is actually a playful person, and he immediately walked around the garden.

The pines and cypresses in the garden are solemn, but there is no lack of small bridges and flowing water, which are exquisite and exquisite. Gao Ming's physical strength was nothing, but when he looked back, the little Anzi's father-in-law followed him around, tired enough.

Gao Ming walked fast, sometimes hearing the sound of running water in front of him, his heart was excited, and he had already reached the small bridge in a flash. And Xiao Anzi had to trot all the way behind and pant to keep up.

Gao Ming saw that Xiao Anzi was so tired that he wiped his sweat, so he found a pavilion to sit down and rest. In fact, the main thing is to let Xiao Anzi rest.

Gao Ming picked up the teacup and blew it gently, before bringing the teacup to his mouth, but suddenly he vaguely seemed to hear the sound of strings, which was pleasant.

Gao Ming listened intently for a while, and only felt that this music was like a small bird, jumping lightly between the branches and leaves, which was very beautiful.

So, Gao Ming asked Xiao Anzi: "Father-in-law An, did you hear the sound of the piano?"

Xiao Anzi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The sound of the piano?"

Xiao Anzi listened carefully and replied, "Lord Gao Ming, no, I didn't hear anything." ”

Gao Ming was interrupted by him, and the sound of the piano was indeed faint again. Is it your own imagination?

Gao Ming listened attentively, but the sound of the piano gradually became clearer, like dew drops on pine needles dripping bluestone, and like bubbling spring water.

Gao Ming stood up: "No, there is indeed the sound of the piano." ”

Gao Ming ignored Xiao Anzi and went straight to the garden to find it.

Xiao Anzi pricked up his ears to listen in the back, and whispered to himself: "No, how can there be any piano sound." ”

Seeing that Gao Ming was far away in a blink of an eye, he hurriedly caught up.

Gao Ming walked around the garden, but never found the source of the sound of the piano.

Listening to the sound of the piano, I couldn't feel which direction it was coming from. If it moves, the sound of the piano is faint, and when it is quiet, the sound of the piano gradually becomes clear. But no matter how much it moves, it is completely impossible to hear where the sound of the piano is coming from.

Xiao Anzi chased after him and panted: "Lord Gao Ming, are you looking for the sound of the piano?" But, as far as the minions know, there should be no one playing the piano in this imperial garden." ”

Gao Ming looked at the flowers and plants around him blankly, turned his head to look at Xiao Anzi, who was panting, and said, "Forget it, let's go to the pavilion to rest." ”

Gao Ming sat quietly in the gazebo. There are no palace maids coming and going in this imperial garden, on the contrary, there are basically no people in sight.

The surroundings are very quiet, and you can hear the clear chirping of insects and birds, and the sound of gurgling water not far away. The crisp sound of the piano seems to come from another parallel world, but it is mixed with the sound of insects, birds and flowing water in this world, completely blending together and complementing each other.

The air is filled with the fragrance of fresh herbs and trees, and the teacups are filled with a light but lingering aroma of tea. Gao Ming drank tea quietly, listening to the sound of the piano, and his mind was completely relaxed.

"The lord sits quietly, and the servant goes to add a pot of tea for the lord. ”

Unconsciously, a pot of tea made Gao Ming drink it all.

Xiao Anzi's voice was soft. Xiao Anzi saw that Gao Ming enjoyed the tranquility, so he lowered his voice very interestingly.

Xiao Anzi waited for a while, and saw that Gao Ming always closed his eyes, his expression was relaxed, and he did not speak, as if he was one with the surrounding flowers and trees. So, Xiao Anzi gently took the teapot and left lightly to add tea.

In early autumn, the smell of summer has not completely disappeared. The sun shines on the royal garden, and the green leaves are even more verdant and bright. There is a light breeze, slowly swaying the green branches, the green branches swing like waves, and the light breeze brings the greenery to the pavilion.

The sun is all around, but the gazebo is cool.

At some point, Gao Ming had fallen asleep on the table.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, like an invisible thread, connecting to the sky and pulling into the dream.

Gao Ming had a dream.

In the dream, Gao Ming turned into a stone in the mountains. A very ordinary stone.

Gao Ming didn't know how many years he had been in the mountains, whether he would continue to stay in the mountains, and he didn't know how long he would stay in the mountains.

He just stayed quietly, with no thoughts in his head at all. No, he doesn't have a brain at all, he's just a rock.

Every day, he watched as the morning sun rose and then set. Spring flowers bloom, and night blooms and frost. Is it beautiful? I don't know. Lonely? Has time flown so by?

I don't know how long time has passed. One day, someone went up the mountain. They brought chisels and manuscripts, and this is the one who came to mine.

Suddenly, someone dug up a treasure jade from a stone in the mountains. Everyone was boiling. Their cheers startled the birds.

Since then, more and more people have flocked to the mountain, and the sound of axes and hoes every day has made noise throughout the quiet mountain. They put the stones one by one into the basket and took them down the mountain.

However, Gao Ming always lay quietly in the mountain, and no one took him down the mountain.

"Look at this stone, there must be no jade in it. Someone said.

Gao Ming didn't speak, he couldn't speak, he didn't want to speak, he didn't even have an idea. He just watched quietly as the morning sun rose and set, and the crowd went up and down.

One day, there was a middle-aged man who was alone but stopped in front of Gao Ming.

"I'm a sculptor. "You're a very good piece of material," he said. You should not lie in obscurity in the mountains, you should be enshrined high on a high platform and worshiped by all. ”

Gao Ming was quietly led down the mountain by the middle-aged man. He couldn't speak, he couldn't move, he didn't even have the slightest thought. He's just an ordinary stone.

The middle-aged man took out delicate knives, chisels, and hammers, and carefully polished them on him.

Middle-aged people work day and night, and their eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

He became more and more excited, and suddenly one day, he showed a look of surprise: "Huh?"

The small mace hammered lightly, only to hear the sound of "bang", and the middle-aged man was stunned for a long time.

Finally, the middle-aged man came to his senses, and said with heartache and disappointment: "It turns out that you are hollow." Alas, that's it. ”

Gao Ming returned to the mountain again by chance. This time, he became a stepping stone on the mountain road. He lay quietly on the mountain road, and countless people stepped on him.

Gao Ming couldn't read the heartache and disappointment of middle-aged people, he was just a stone. However, Gao Ming made a note of the heartache and disappointment on his face.

Gao Ming quietly watched the clouds drift by in the sky, and quietly watched as a pair of feet stepped on him.

He doesn't have any emotions, he's just a rock.

Over the years, the mountains seem to have changed. He didn't know, because he couldn't remember what it was like. Countless pairs of feet passed over him, and he couldn't write down a single pair. He's just a rock.

But he didn't know why, but he could clearly remember the heartache and disappointment of the middle-aged man's face.

There was a thick fog in the mountains, and everything became hazy. Even the middle-aged man's face became hazy.

He's just a rock.

Clearing the layers of fog, there is a bamboo house in front. Half of the bamboo house is hidden in the milky white mist, faintly.

Gao Ming walked barefoot in the thick fog, and walked forward while clearing the thick fog. The coolness of the slate came along the footboard, and Gao Ming didn't feel that the hard slate hurt his feet, but he especially liked the coolness.

Gao Ming saw the bamboo house faintly in the thick fog, so he found a stone and sat down on the side of the road. Gao Ming didn't go to find out, he was a curious person, but he was not that curious.

There was a faint sound of the piano coming from the thick fog, and there seemed to be a woman sitting in front of the bamboo house, which was also faint and hazy.

Gao Ming sat on the bluestone on the side of the road and listened quietly.

"Do you hear what is being said in this piano?" asked the woman in the fog.

Gao Ming replied, "I don't know." ”

"Then why are you still listening?" the woman asked again.

Gao Ming didn't think about it, and replied as a matter of course: "Because it's very good." ”

The woman stopped talking, but listened to the sound of the harp more vividly.

Gao Ming sat on the bluestone in the thick fog, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

In the darkness, there was the crackling sound of flames.

Gao Ming wore boots and walked through the flames.

Surrounded by collapsed and burned houses, the flames raged in the dark night. The world is a ruin burned to black ashes. The only remaining house in the surrounding area is still burning, still burning.

There were cries of women and children near and far. In the darkness of the firelight, the figure of the devil moved. They run from place to place, laughing with the devil.

Gao Ming's boots stepped on the ash-covered ground, and slowly advanced. Flames were dancing all around, and heat was rolling. There were the shrill cries of humans and the crazy laughter of devils.

Gao Ming, on the other hand, just walked slowly in the midst of crying and laughter, and slowly walked through the raging flames. He didn't do anything, he didn't save people, he didn't kill the devil. He didn't do anything, no one bothered him, he didn't even know which side he was from.

It's just that there is a kind of sadness rolling out of his heart, rushing to the nine heavens like that long river. He thought he would have a rage greater than the flames, but no, not at all. He was angry, but in the face of the raging fire that was tumbling around him, it was only a small flame.

But that sadness is like the Yellow River pouring into the dark night sky of nine days. He imagined himself as the vast sky, and he slapped a huge slap from the sky to extinguish the flames.

But no, no. He just walked silently through the flames. He could only walk silently through the flames.

Not even a single sound came out of him.

"Lord Gao Ming, Lord Gao Ming, are you awake? Your Majesty is here. ”

Xiao Anzi gently woke Gao Ming up. Gao Ming rubbed his eyes and looked up from the table. The gazebo shines in the harsh sun. Under the sun, the flowers and plants of the Imperial Garden are green and bright.

......

"I felt like I had a very important dream. On the way back, Gao Ming said to Bai Zhi.

"What did you dream about?" Bai Zhi asked Gao Ming.

"I don't remember. Gao Ming replied.

Bai Zhi rolled her eyes.

......

In the Imperial Garden, Gao Ming and Bai Zhi have left.

The emperor walked alone to a corner of the garden. This is a green meadow, and on the grass is placed a piano table, in front of which there is the back of a woman in palace clothes. The style of the palace dress is very ordinary, but the material is the most precious cloud splendor.

The woman was not playing the piano at the moment. The emperor walked behind the woman, and the woman did not look back.

"How?" asked the Emperor.

No one answered, and the air was silent for a long time. The emperor, who was in a hurry, did not seem to be in a hurry at the moment, and only stood quietly behind the woman.

After a long time, the woman replied, "The emperor forgives the sin, a person is too complicated, and the concubines really don't know how to describe it." ”

The Emperor asked softly, "Can you see clearly this time?"

The woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Clear." Particularly clear, extremely clear. It's hard to believe that it could be so clear. ”

"Oh?" asked the Emperor, "what does the Empress think of this man?"

"He ......," the woman hesitated again.

This woman turned out to be the queen, but she couldn't see the queen's appearance at all. At this moment, the queen seemed very entangled: "He is ordinary and simple, but he is proud and indifferent; He is confident and has low self-esteem. The emperor forgives sins, people are too complicated. ”

"However, the biggest characteristic of this person is probably sincerity. Sincerity to naivety and innocence. The woman added.

The emperor thought for a moment and asked, "It seems that you really saw a lot this time." So, do you think this person can use it?"

The queen replied, "Yes." As I said earlier, he has a small and delicate heart, and a big heart that carries heaven and earth. Yes, but he may not have the ability to use it for His Majesty. And it doesn't have to be His Majesty's side. ”

"I see. The emperor never called me in front of the empress: "If you say you can use it, then use him." Queen, this person seems ordinary, but I feel that there is something unique about him. Don't underestimate him. ”

"What's more," the Emperor chuckled, "listening to what you described him earlier, I feel that he resembles you." It's got to this day, so don't underestimate yourself anymore. ”