My idol has a unique style of painting

A fire burned down the Prince's Mansion, and no one survived in the whole mansion.

Surprisingly, when the fire was raging, all the people around the prince's mansion saw a unicorn descending from the clouds, and then jumped into the fire.

On the same day, many people in the imperial city also witnessed a unicorn flying past the clouds, and its front legs were limping as if injured, and there was a piece of coke-like wood in its mouth. Zhang Guqin.

The unicorns are full, the treasures are destroyed, and the auspiciousness is not at the right time. These are all bad omens.

Coupled with the strangeness of the fire, more and more people were afraid. They thought it was a mistake for the emperor to force the prince to commit suicide.

What's more, they think: Maybe it's really because the emperor is old, he's lost his way, and the world should change hands.

All of a sudden, rumors spread everywhere in the imperial city, and people's hearts were in turmoil. Many courtiers secretly began to choose camps. With the turmoil, the power in the emperor's hands gradually weakened.

However, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind. Not long after, the fourth prince who had always been the most trusted by the emperor and was able to take charge of the defense of the city suddenly raised troops to force the palace, and dealt with the other princes quickly, forcing the emperor to abdicate and sit on the throne. dragon chair.

Although the methods were not justifiable, the new emperor had many capable men, and the new emperor himself was courageous and decisive in murdering and attacking. After some cleansing with grace and power, the situation in the imperial city gradually returned to calm.

The rise and fall of the emperor's family is nothing more than a small speck of dust in history.

The turmoil dissipated with time, and several new policies that were promoted gradually became effective. Compared with the moody period in the late emperor's later years, the people's lives are now richer. They no longer curse the new emperor for killing his brother and forcing his father. Can't help but start to compliment.

At this time, Liu Yi, who had been friends with the new emperor in the early years, had also been cleared of his crimes and was released from prison. Because he was believed by the people to be the burned Guqin in the ominous omen, he became more loved by everyone and his reputation rose to a higher level.

But at this moment, Liu Yi's state of mind was quite different.

He was disheartened after witnessing the struggle for power in the court, and he didn't want to go into this muddy water again, and he had already planned to leave the imperial city and travel around.

Before leaving, Liu Yi came to play the piano outside the ruined walls of the prince's mansion to comfort him and the emperor's grandson's mentoring relationship, which attracted the people in the city who admired his reputation to watch.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the ruins, Qixian lay on her knees.

Liu Yi's eyes were foggy, he raised his eyelids and lazily glanced at the moving heads around him, he listened to the whispers of the crowd, his mind seemed to be chaotic and confused, but also seemed to be clear and clear.

The ancients said:

Those who abandon me shall not stay yesterday.

Those who disturb my heart are so troubled today.

The past is over, this time he plays, not only bid farewell to the prince who has helped him a lot, and the grandson of the emperor who has been taught by him, but also bid farewell to all the people in the city who love him, so he moved his hands and impromptu And play, stop at will.

The sound of the zither is soaring, soaring to the sky. The straight and refreshing tone is not as rich in meaning as ordinary ancient songs, but more like the feeling of refreshment after a bowl of hot porridge is lit by family smoke.

The people around could empathize with what they heard, and they could only feel the excitement in their chests.

Before coming here, Liu Yi drank a lot of wine, and his mind couldn't help but wander a bit.

Coupled with Yixing in his arms, he played the piano wildly and unrestrainedly, and didn't care much about the stagnation of the piano sound from time to time.

But even though there were many mistakes and omissions, the hearty music still firmly grasped the hearts of the listeners, and everyone around them looked intoxicated and fascinated.

Except for a little beggar among the crowd.

This little beggar didn't know when he started wandering around here, he looked stupid, his clothes were ragged, his face was dirty as if covered with coal, he couldn't see his true colors at all.

No matter whether the sound of the piano is urgent or slow, or rising or falling, he never made any reaction, just squatting in the corner, staring blankly over the crowd, as if the pile of ruins attracted him more than this beautiful music attention.

The people around thought that he couldn't understand, or that he was simply deaf, but no one cared anyway, they just cared about applauding desperately after Liu Yi finished playing a piece.

Hearing the applause and cheers from the crowd, Liu Yi lazily leaned against a charred black boulder, his sleepy half-closed drunken eyes dangled around the excited crowd, slowly landed on the little beggar, and suddenly opened wide.

Suddenly Liu Yi sat up straight, put away the casual expression on his face, changed his fingering after concentrating on it, and played a new song with his head down solemnly.

This time, the sound of the music is no longer as straightforward as before, the syllables have become simple and difficult, and the sound is eloquent and majestic.

It's a pity that it has spread to the ears of the people around, they can only feel the deep meaning of this song, but the deep meaning is like looking at flowers through fog, which makes it impossible to guess.

The people around looked at each other, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled by what he heard, but Liu Yi himself stopped playing the piano suddenly, covered his face on the piano and burst into tears.

Everyone was even more puzzled, but at this moment someone with a sharp eye noticed that the little beggar who had been dazed all this time still had a blank expression, but a line of tears had already left a line of tears in his wide-open eyes.

After a while, Liu Yi wiped away her tears, pointed at the little beggar and laughed with relief:

"You child has a predestined relationship with my qin. I will accept you as a closed disciple today, and I will give you a name according to this qin! The name of this qin is Liuquan. From now on, you will be called Liuquan !"

Before the words finished, he had already got up to collect the piano, went forward to hold the little beggar's hand, laughed and walked away.

The little beggar's eyes seemed to move slightly, but soon fell silent.

He became unresponsive again, and did not resist, Liu Yi led him away, and he followed obediently like a puppet.

The figures of one big and one small gradually disappeared at the intersection of the street.

The people who were left behind came back to their senses, and only then did they realize: the people from Xialiba, the spring and snow, the high and the few.

It turned out that it was not because the song was boring, but because the meaning of the song was too deep for ordinary people to understand.

But that little beggar can respond to this, he definitely has an amazing talent in the piano way!

Liu Yi left Beijing in a hurry, and before he left, he accepted a talented apprentice through the qin sound test. Such a dramatic development caused everyone present to talk about this experience. One of the many fun things.

Life is unsatisfactory in the world, the Ming Dynasty distributes flat boats.

After leaving the imperial city, Liu Yi started his journey around the world with only a young apprentice, a piano, and some odds and ends.

The destination is never certain, he will go down the river by boat, he will also go to the noisy town, and he will also visit the silent deep forest, everything will be as he likes.

But the purpose is certain, he is not only to realize his long-cherished wish, but also to untie Liuquan's knot in his heart.

Even after following him, the child still maintains an appearance of losing hope for everything in the world. His expression is always dull, but his eyes often reveal pain and despair, hatred and confusion.

Even if you ask him a question, he still doesn't say a word, doesn't even nod or shake his head, and stuffs everything into his stomach when he is eating, just like a walking dead.

It was as if the child had no desire to live. If there were not some inexplicable remaining things supporting him, he might have died long ago.

In desperation, Liu Yi could only take him around, hoping that through various experiences, the ever-changing scenery between heaven and earth could bring him a little life.

On this day, when he was crossing a forest, he was attracted by the melodious birdsong, and when he came back to his senses, Liu Yi realized that he had forgotten the direction he had come from inadvertently.

He smiled nonchalantly, and walked east and west as if leading the flowing spring for a walk. After turning around and turning, he passed through layers of trees, and a stream suddenly appeared in front of him.

At this time, it is the season of falling flowers, and there are colorful falling flowers all around, and the sound of water in the stream is constant.

Liu Yi looked down and saw that the stream was covered with layers of petals. It was really a stream of flowers, and the colors matched each other beautifully.

This beautiful scene made Liu Yi suddenly interested again. He put Tuer Liuquan aside, simply sat on the ground, put Guqin Liuquan on his lap, and started to play.

At this moment, his long and slender fingers seemed to turn into nimble dragonflies. His thin wings trembled slightly, and when he tapped the strings, the sound of music rippled out like ripples.

I can only hear the gurgling water from time to time, and the sound of the piano is also gurgling. The two clear and pleasant sounds merge together and flow to the ears, as if turning into a stream of cool water and seeping into the heart.

When the running water is ding-dong, the sound of the piano is also ding-dong, and the clear and clear sounds seem to be condensed into a small hand, gently knocking on the closed heart of the listener.

Voiceless sounds fall, flying flowers rustle, and the halo is reflected on the water and in time.

After playing the song slowly, Liu Yi slowly picked up the petals that fell on her shoulders, squinted her eyes in the sun, then smiled slightly, and let the petals go with the wind.

Seeing the petals swirling and falling into the stream, Liu Yi turned his head, with a kind and friendly expression, and he habitually asked the flowing spring next to him:

"Quan'er, how did you play this piece today, Master? Is it much better than before?"

Liu Quan stared blankly at the direction in front of him, as usual, did not respond to the outside world at all.

Liu Yi's smile remained unchanged, but he felt helpless in his heart. He thought that this time he could only end in silence, but just as he was about to turn around, he found Liu Quan's eyelashes trembling slightly.

Liu Yi hurriedly stared at him, only to see that a few seconds later, Liu Quan's eyes suddenly revealed a little confusion, and then he opened his mouth, and exhaled a syllable softly:

"Um……"

Liu Yi was taken aback for a moment, but he realized after a while, a smile spread across his face, he flicked the strings with his fingers, and played a series of clear sounds.

Liu Yi caressed the surface of Liuquan Qin, looked up at this elegant and beautiful place and laughed loudly: "Wonderful, wonderful! Quan'er's evaluation is very exquisite, he is worthy of being a good disciple of the teacher!"

As if infected by his laughter, Liu Quan slowly opened his phoenix eyes and looked forward.

He is like a newborn baby, seeing this world for the first time, his eyes are full of novelty.

It is also like a traveler who has gone through hardships and finally returned to his hometown, his eyes are full of nostalgia.

The sound of the piano floated again, the sound of the water was still gurgling, and a few petals of falling flowers danced lightly, falling on his eyelashes like kisses.