Chapter 2 The Gentle Sound of the Piano Calls the Chivalrous Warrior to Find a Soulmate (3)
"Lao Wang, where do you go, the little one should help you and Brother Yang do things well, please rest assured that you and Brother Yang will help you arrange your flowers and trees properly!" Xiao Beiyou said happily.
"Brother Xiao, help Steward Wang do a good job, when you are done, in a while, the eldest brother will invite you to tea!
"Brother Yang, little brother is so honored, thank you Brother Yang first, after a while, please enjoy a cup of tea!" Xiao Beiyou was even happier.
Under the leadership of Wang Jinyu, Yang Feiyang and Xiao Beiyou walked into the palace.
After entering the palace from the gate on the right, it was a large courtyard, and then entering through the right door, Yang Feiyang walked faster, he first went to open the door of the "Jingyi Pavilion" to the outside of the mansion.
Steward Wang said: "The old man asked you to see the grandeur of the palace, after entering from the gate, what you just saw was the Yi Gate, there are corner doors on both sides, and this is the innermost courtyard." â
Xiao Beiyou saw a huge courtyard, there are flowers and trees, there are bonsai, there are rockeries, there are plaques, there is a plaque above the top of the instrument gate, written "Cuiyun" two words, this is probably because there are a lot of bamboo in the backyard, corresponding to the plaque, the couplet on the door post is "the door is a thousand poles of bamboo, like to read thousands of books".
Xiao Beiyou once heard the master say: "There is a talented man Xie Jin, there was a couplet of "the door is short of thousands of poles and bamboos, and the family has thousands of books", and later he cleverly and mischievously added a word, which was changed to "The door is short of thousands of poles and bamboos, and the family collection of thousands of books is long", and then later, a word was added, which became "The door is short of thousands of poles and bamboos, and the family collection of thousands of books is long." â
Xiao Beiyou pondered: "This surname Xie is really a talented person, who can change the couplet so skillfully and continuously. â
Wang Jinyu continued: "There are three wings on both sides of this courtyard, and behind the courtyard is the hall, behind the hall is a small exquisite garden, and then behind it, there are five main rooms. What's even more rare is that there is a door on the left and right of the exquisite garden, one door leads to the left, and the other door leads to the right, the left side is where Lord Wang and his wife live, and the right side is where Wang Gongzi and Miss Wang live. â
"From the entrance to here, there are wings on both sides of each courtyard, which are used for meeting guests, playing the piano, making tea, and reading. Wang Jinyu introduced to Xiao Beiyou.
"Master Wang is very interested in poetry and writing, but he is different from ordinary civil officials, he is straightforward and bold, he is very good to his subordinates, and the people in the palace respect him very much. Wang Jinyu said.
Xiao Beiyou thought: "Judging from the layout of the courtyard, this palace is indeed very tasteful, and the host should be sincere and bold." â
Wang Jinyu lowered his voice and said to Xiao Beiyou: "However, since Master Xie's family lived in the palace, there are sometimes strange people walking around the palace, which is very strange, as if someone is watching the palace, which makes people feel incredible. â
Wang Jinyu was talking, suddenly, from the left side of the backyard came the gentle sound of the piano, at the beginning, the rhythm of the piano was slow, the sound was low, like crying, showing a kind of sad and dull feelings; then, the sound of the piano began to change, the tone was abrupt, sometimes sonorous and powerful, high into the sky, sometimes jade and round, moist and soft, it seemed to pour out infinite feelings, there are contemplation, there are sighs, there are also longings and dreams; The feeling of being far away. Xiao Beiyou was completely pulled into the melodious sound of the piano and immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano.
"Go through this door, and soon you'll be at the 'Jingyi Pavilion'. Wang Jinyu said that Xiao Beiyou found that they were getting closer and closer to the sound of the piano.
At this time, Yang Feiyang and those who sent flowers and trees were already moving flowers and trees, Xiao Beiyou hurriedly ran over and helped move, they put kumquats, osmanthus, hibiscus, camellias, moon flowers, etc. in front of the big courtyard, and moved bamboo, marigolds, jasmine, rose crape myrtle, four seasons orchid, etc. to the small courtyard inside, they arranged the flowers and trees, and were commenting, suddenly, from the wing room on the left, ran out of Wang Zhihua, she said: "Great, so many flowers moved, so beautiful!" As he spoke, he ran into the wing room again, pulled Xie Jiayao out, and said, "Sister, look at it, there are so many beautiful flowers!"
Xiao Beiyou looked at it at a glance, only to see a graceful, elegant and vulgar young beauty was pulled out, his black hair was fluttering, under the slender willow eyebrows, a pair of charming eyes, beautiful nose, dignified and elegant, pink cheeks are fine, cherry-like red lips, beautiful dimples hanging on both sides of the corners of the mouth, oval face, as crystal as jade.
Xiao Beiyou was taken aback, he found that this gentle and graceful young woman was the pretty woman who gave him a tael of silver by the Qinhuai River that day, and he couldn't help but look at it blankly.
Xie Jiayao looked at the people in the courtyard, she found that there was a young man in shabby clothes with a cloth towel on his shoulder, looking at her blankly, she felt very strangely that the handsome face, that pair of very bright eyes, seemed to have seen it somewhere, so she also took a second look, and when the two met their eyes, they seemed to be hit by each other's eyes, and they were embarrassed to look away.
Yang Feiyang asked: "Miss Xie, what kind of song did you play the piano just now, so tactful and elegant, so that the little ones forget to appreciate the flowers and just listen to your piano!"
Wang Zhihua interjected: "Xiao Yang, don't you understand? Sister Xie just wrote a guqin song, which is said to have been composed by Confucius!"
"Is it? Miss Xie is really a genius at playing the piano, she is so beautiful that the little ones are drunk and fascinated, what kind of song is it?" Yang Feiyang asked.
Xie Jiayao's lips opened, and a voice like a warbler swallow sounded: "This piece is called "Jieshi Tune, Youlan", which is said to be the earliest qin song on the zĂ i text score, this qin song is slow and deep at first, then passionate and soft contrast, and then clear and clear, it is a very charming song. â
Xiao Beiyou listened to it and admired it very much: "This gentle and graceful beauty knows far better about ancient music than me, and her piano is so tactful and beautiful, my flute may not be better than her piano, if I can have the opportunity to play with her piano and flute, what a beautiful thing!"
At this time, Yang Feiyang invited Wang Jinyu and Xiao Beiyou to the living room to drink tea, they tasted tea and greeted each other, but Xiao Beiyou was full of thoughts about the beautiful woman and her piano sound, he was embarrassed to go out and look at her again, but his ears kept standing towards the courtyard.
Xie Jiayao and Wang Zhihua were admiring the flowers that had just been arranged, Wang Zhihua asked Xie Jiayao all kinds of questions about flowers, Xie Jiayao herself didn't know what was going on, and she especially liked to talk about it today.
She frequently sent out a silver bell-like voice: "People often say that there are ten famous flowers, they have their own characteristics, orchids are called 'the fragrance of the king', orchid is fragrant, fascinating, some call it 'the gentleman in the flower', it has a beautiful flower posture, the leaves are refined, the fragrance is overflowing, noble and elegant, giving people a clean and elegant feeling, rich in quiet and indifferent charm." â