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On the bank of the river in the middle of the night in the autumn cold goose season, the smoke cage is cold and the water is cold, and the grass is frosty. The river is vast and vast, the light moon is slanting to the west, and only a few fishing fires are left moored on the shore and flickering in the autumn wind. Everyone on the water slept, and the river took away their sorrows, and the fog was a little thick, wetting the deck of the ship, and slowly soaking into the cabin, making Su Musha feel a chill.

There was a bird crying, hoarse, a crow, and Su Musha was awakened by it and nightmares.

In the cabin that woke up, a light was like a bean, burning with soothing incense, and Xiao Qingyi Luzhu was curled up on the soft couch and fell asleep soundly, even if Su Musha left the bed and draped the robe on her and turned around and walked out of the cabin, she couldn't wake her up, but the white cat Lion Ball looked up at him, shrunk into Luzhu's arms and continued to sleep.

Hengtang, Fengqiao.

The night is thick, the river is blue, rippling with the silver light that is hidden and broken from time to time, Su Musha can rarely be presumptuous and sad once, looking at the autumn water and standing for a long time, until the bell of Hanshan Temple reaches the passenger ship in the middle of the night, and I can't help but think of the poem in my mind: "The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sad and sleepy." Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. ”

In the previous life, the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji wrote the immortal poem of "Fengqiao Night Park" when he passed through here, through this life, the green mountains have not changed, the green water is still flowing, Gusu is still there, Fengqiao is still there, but the Qin, Han, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties have never existed, and only Su Musha is alone in the face of the familiar and strange world.

The bells kept ringing. As if awakened, the fishing fire began to sway on the surface of the water with the sound of the harp. The sound of the piano is bright and melodious, there is a hidden smile and pride in the smoke clouds, drunken and beautiful meaning, spread on the river surface, pass through the low reeds and dark river embankments on both sides, and go around into the pink walls and tiles and garden alleys in Gusu City, leisurely swinging, do not stop.

Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou, after all, is the past, the present is the most important, in the middle of the late autumn night can hear such a bold and uninhibited, crazy state of the piano sound is really rare, Su Musha finally restrained the sadness in his eyes, and looked through the woods by the river to look at the direction of Jiankang.

There, a lot of people will be on the scene.

Xu was woken up by the bell and did not find Su Musha's figure, Shuyu put on a coat and went out of the cabin, saw Su Musha standing at the bow of the boat, hurriedly took the long coat and put it on him, and said: "The frost and cold are heavy, and the son is careful of catching a cold." ”

Su Musha tied his long coat and listened to the sound of the piano floating on the river with bated breath, the light and clear overtones, the calm and thick of the scattered sounds, and the sound was soothing or agitated or dignified, just like the ink and smoke clouds in the painting, and it was real and virtual, coming with the wind, and the pieces were gone.

Su Musha was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but think of the white shadow in his heart.

With a continuous triplet rhythm and a fixed bass underneath it, the music climaxes. Then it turns to the bass, like a fisherman waking up after being drunk, and the drum is slowly moving forward.

The sound of the piano approached, and Su Musha looked up to see a boat in the bright moon of the Seser River, a boat, a few fishing fires, floating with the water under the moon, leaving the river embankment, and swimming. After the sound of the piano accompanied the boat and missed it, Su Mu said suddenly: "Follow up." ”

"Huh?" Shuyu raised his head and looked at Su Musha in surprise, their trip to Jiankangzi was very important, and there was not much time to delay. She was about to say more, when she saw Su Musha take out a letter from his sleeve and hand it to her, and said, "As soon as we left on our front feet, the valley received news that the Shadow Hall was already staring at us. ”

"Shadow Hall?" Shuyu muttered, turned around and ordered his subordinates to go, and staggered past Xiao Qingyi Green Zhu who walked out of the cabin.

Xiao Qingyi's double horned bun was a little scattered, her immature face was a little confused, she looked around blankly with the lion ball in her arms, and asked, "Are you about to set off?" Su Mu answered, grabbed her girl's bun, and said, "Why are you awake now?"

Xiao Tsing Yi is sleepy, and even has a set of smug sayings: "Sleeping is the most enjoyable thing in the world." So being able to wake up in the middle of the night, Su Musha was a little surprised.

Xiao Qingyi lowered his head and leaned over to get the girl out of the clutches, pouted dissatisfiedly, and said solemnly: "I want to keep an eye on you for the valley master, so that you don't get flowers and grass everywhere, and you can't think about it." ”

Su Musha asked, "Who taught you all this mess?"

Seeing Xiao Tsing Yi squinting at the cabin, Su Musha understood that nine times out of ten it was a cold note. Su Musha pointed to the moonlit river around him and asked, "Where can I run on the river?"

Xiao Qingyi ignored him, looked in the direction where the sound of the piano came from, his eyes flashed, and said: "This sound of the piano is really good, it reminds people of Abel who always returns drunk on the boat." ”

"yes. Su Musha nodded, watching the boat in front of him disappear in the mist on the river......

Xu is spirit is too strong in the two lives, Su Musha often sleepless in the middle of the night, even Ye Qiudi can't look at it and ask for a reason, and no one is with him at night, a lonely lamp, a game of chess has become Su Musha's best consolation.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano tonight, Su Musha was even more interested, and only after the sky broke and the sound of the piano stopped, he came back to his senses from the chessboard.

At this time, the boat traveled along the Suzhou Creek, occasionally crossing the bluestone half-moon arch bridge to the east. The long bluestone alleys on both sides of the river and the white-walled and tiled water houses are still sleeping in the mist, and the wet steps add a cool touch to the early morning.

In the morning light, Su Musha stood at the bow of the boat and breathed in the humid air, looking at the boat in the distance, wanting to express his gratitude to the owner of the piano late at night.

The boat did not stop, and continued to move on, but the sound of the piano did not sound again.

The Suzhou Creek is becoming more and more cramped, and through the hollow windows facing the river, the beautiful scenery between the sizes of the gardens on both sides is clearly visible. There are more small bluestone wharves on both sides of the river, and occasionally sloppy fishermen and untied fishing boats ripple on the river, so that the speed of the boat has to slow down.

With a few roosters' crows, the quiet town suddenly became lively, the cooking smoke mixed with the mist rose one after another, and the end of the long bluestone alley outside the brick carved gatehouse on the shore sounded the extender seller, and after a while, he came out of a diagonal street and actually went around to the front of them.

After another turn, the ship in front of it came to shore and stopped at the dock in front of a black-and-bronze house.

Su Musha instructed the boatman to go slowly, only to see a few maids in green clothes coming out of the cabin, hugging a woman with green silk coiled high into a bun with clouds, a long pink skirt swaying to the ground, and a bundle of waists, and a woman who didn't hold a single hand.

As if sensing Su Musha's gaze, the woman who went ashore looked back at Su Musha who was standing on the bow of the boat, with a faint smile on her face, and a bookish breath between her eyes, after a slight glance at the other party, she turned around and walked into the courtyard where there was a stone beast squatting in front of the stairs under the maids, and there were several bunches of books and grass planted next to the steps, and the white walls were covered with half-yellow and half-red maple vine leaves.

The boat continued to move forward, and after rounding a stone bridge in front, it made a sharp turn and rowed to the north, and Su Musha only had time to see the lantern hanging in front of the house with a large word "Wei" written on it......