Smiling Proud Floating Life

The ground turned up.Linghu Chong was surprised and delighted, he vaguely remembered that it was the qin rhyme that Qu Yang played that night.

This song is sometimes impassioned and passionate, sometimes gentle and elegant, although Linghu Chong doesn't understand the music theory, he feels that although the tune played by this mother-in-law is the same as that played by Qu Yang, the meaning is quite different.The melody played by this mother-in-law is calm and upright, making people feel the beauty of the music, but without the blood-boiling excitement of Qu Yang's music.After playing for a long time, the rhythm of the qin gradually slowed down, as if the music could not keep going away, it was like the player who played the qin walked tens of feet away, and then walked several miles away, so subtle that it can hardly be heard anymore.When the sound of the piano seemed to stop, there were one or two very low and thin sounds of the flute beside the sound of the piano.The roundabout is gentle, and the sound of the flute is getting louder, just like a flute blower is slowly approaching while blowing.The sound of the flute is clear and beautiful, high and low, light and loud, when it is extremely low, after a few circles, it gets lower again, although it is extremely low and thin, every syllable is still clearly audible.Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumping in the bass, clear and short, one after another, the number of sounds gradually increases, first like the splash of a singing spring, and then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are full of flowers, and there are interstitial birds, singing and me, gradually The birds are gone, the flowers are falling in the spring, but the sound of the rain is heard, and there is a scene of desolation and death. The drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, and finally everything is silent.

The sound of the flute paused for a long time before everyone woke up like a dream.Even though Wang Yuanba, Yue Buqun and the others don't know the melody, they can't help being intoxicated, Master Yi is even more as if his soul has fallen out of his wits.Madam Yue sighed, admiring her sincerely, and said: "I admire, I admire! Chong'er, what song is this?" Linghu Chong said: "It's called "The Song of Swordsman". Everyone is proficient in qin and flute." Mrs. Yue said: "This piece is composed wonderfully, but it can only be played with the skill of this mother-in-law. It is the first time you have heard such a beautiful music in your life." Linghu Chong Said: "No! What I heard that day is more exciting than today." Mrs. Yue wondered: "Then why? Is there anyone in the world who is better at playing the piano and flute than this mother-in-law?" Linghu Chong said: " He is more clever than this mother-in-law, not necessarily. It's just that what I heard was two people playing the qin and flute together, one playing the qin and the other blowing the zither, what they played was "The Song of the Swordsman"..."

Before she could finish her sentence, three zither sounds came from the green bamboo bushes. The mother-in-law's voice was extremely low, and it seemed that she could vaguely hear her say: "Qin and flute ensemble, where in the world can I find such a person?" ?”

Only the Green Bamboo Weng said loudly: "Master Yi, this is indeed the piano score and Xiao score. My aunt played it just now. Take it back!" Master Yi replied: "Yes!" Come out with the sheet music.The green bamboo man said again: "The music recorded in this music score is rare in the world. It is a sacred object and should not fall into the hands of ordinary people. If you don't know how to play, you must not learn it by force, otherwise it will be of no benefit or loss to you. " Master Yi said: "Yes, yes! I absolutely dare not!" Handed the score to Wang Yuanba.Wang Yuanba heard the sound of the qin rhyme and flute with his own ears, and knew that there was no falsehood, so he immediately returned the music score to Linghu Chong, and said embarrassingly: "Nephew Linghu, this is really offending!" Linghu Chong took it with a sneer, and was about to say a few words With sarcastic words, Madam Yue shook her head at her, Linghu Chong held back her words.The five Wang Yuanba, grandparents and grandchildren were the first to leave.Yue Buqun and others followed suit.Linghu Chong was holding the music score and stood still blankly.

Mrs. Yue said: "Chong'er, are you not going back?" Linghu Chong said: "The disciple will go back after a while." Mrs. Yue said: "Go back to rest earlier. Your arm has just been dislodged from the socket, so don't use force." Linghu Chong replied :"yes."

After the group left, there was no sound in the alley, and occasionally the wind moved the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound.Linghu Chong looked at the music score in his hand, and remembered that night when Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang played together on the qinxiao, the two of them had to meet a bosom friend and created this wonderful music score.Although the mother-in-law in the green bamboo bushes can play the qin and flute, it is a pity that she can only play separately, and the green bamboo man can't play with her. The sound of the stool is cut off, and there is no second time to hear it.

He thought again: "Master Uncle Liu Zhengfeng and Elder Qu, one is an upright master, the other is an elder of the Demon Sect, the two have different ways of righteousness and evil, and their situation is like fire and water, but when it comes to the rhyme, they have the same heart and soul, they became close friends, and jointly created this song The wonderful "Swordsman". When the two of them died hand in hand, they obviously had no regrets in their hearts. It was far better than me being alone in this world, being suspected by my master and abandoned by my younger sister. My junior brother was killed by my own hands." I couldn't help feeling sad, tears fell on the music score drop by drop, and I couldn't help sobbing.

The voice of the green bamboo man came out from the bamboo bushes again: "Little friend, why are you crying?" Linghu Chong said: "This junior hurts himself, and remembers the death of the two seniors who wrote this song. Old sir." Said and turned around.The Green Bamboo Man said: "Little friend, I have a few words to ask, please come in and talk about it?" Linghu Chong had just heard that he was arrogant and rude when he spoke to Wang Yuanba, but he was so polite to himself, a nobody, which was quite unexpected. Besides, he said: "Don't dare, if you have any inquiries from the seniors, the juniors will tell you." Slowly walked into the bamboo forest.

I saw five small houses in front of me, the second from the left and the third from the right, all made of thick bamboo.An old man came out from the small house on the right, and said with a smile: "Little friend, please come in for tea."

Linghu Chong saw that the Green Bamboo Man's body was slightly bent, his head was sparse and there was not much hair, his hands were big and his feet were big, but his spirit was very hale and hearty, so he immediately bowed to salute, and said: "Junior Linghu Chong, I pay my respects to Senior." The Green Bamboo Man laughed and said: "Old man is only a few years older than you, so you don't need to be polite, please come in, please come in!"

Linghu Chong followed him into the hut, and saw that the tables, chairs, and couch were all made of bamboo, and there was a picture of ink bamboo hanging on the wall, with criss-cross strokes and dripping ink, which had a rather gloomy meaning.There is a Yaoqin and a Dongxiao on the table.

The Green Bamboo Man poured out a bowl of green tea from a pottery teapot, and said: "Tea, please." Linghu Chong took it with both hands, bowed and thanked.The green bamboo man said: "Little friend, I don't know where you got this score, can you tell me?" Linghu Chong was stunned, thinking that there are many secrets in the origin of this score, so even master and wife Did not report.But that day Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang handed over the sheet music to themselves, the intention was to pass on the sheet music to future generations so that it would not be lost. Although the two of them are old, apart from the two of them, how can there be a third person in the world to teach this song?Even if there are still Jieren who are proficient in rhythm in the world, he may not have the chance to meet him in his short life.She pondered for a while, and then said: "The two seniors who wrote this song, one is good at playing the piano, the other is good at playing the flute. These two became close friends and wrote this song together. Unfortunately, they encountered a catastrophe and passed away at the same time. When the senior was about to die, he handed over this song to his disciples, and ordered his disciples to visit and find an inheritor, so as not to cause this song to be lost in obscurity and disappear from then on." After a pause, he continued: "Students have to listen to senior, this aunt's piano. Xiao skills, I am deeply glad that this song has met the Allah, so I asked my senior to accept this score and give it to my mother-in-law, so that my disciple can live up to the entrustment of the composer of this song, and fulfilled a wish." Said with both hands reverent Submit the sheet music.

But the green bamboo man was inconvenient to pick it up, and said: "I have to ask my aunt first, I don't know if she will accept it." Only the voice of the mother-in-law came from the small house on the left and said: "Mr. Linghu is righteous and generous. Qu Jianhui, but we are disrespectful and ashamed. I just don't know the names of the two senior composers, can you tell me?" But the voice was not so old.Linghu Chong said: "Senior, if you inquire, you should report it. The two seniors who wrote the music are Liu Zhengfeng, Uncle Liu, and the other Elder Qu Yangqu." The two of them."

Linghu Chong asked: "Senior, do you recognize the two of you, Liu Qu?" The granny didn't answer directly, she pondered for a while, and said: "Liu Zhengfeng is a master of the Hengshan School, Qu Yang is an elder of the Demon Sect, the two are feuds, how could they come together to write this book?" Song? The reason for this is so hard to figure out."

Although Linghu Chong has never met the mother-in-law, but after listening to her playing the qin and flute, he only felt that she was an elegant and kind senior, who would never deceive and betray him. Hearing her talk about Liu Qu's origin, it was obvious that she was a martial artist. In the same way, how Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in a golden basin, how the left leader of the Songshan faction issued a flag to stop them, how Liu Qu and his two fell under the power of the masters of the Songshan faction, how they played together in the wilderness, and how they entrusted themselves to find them when they were dying. The bosom friend passed on the song and others told the truth one by one, only omitting the part where Mr. Mo Da killed Fei Bin.The mother-in-law listened without saying a word.

After Linghu Chong finished speaking, the mother-in-law asked: "This is obviously a music score, but why does the Golden Sword King Yuanba say it is a secret book of martial arts?" Please tell Lin Pingzhi how the Wang brothers became suspicious.The mother-in-law said: "So that's how it is." She paused and said, "You only need to tell your master and wife about the reason for this. Wouldn't it avoid many unnecessary suspicions? I am a stranger who has never met before, why? Are you telling me the truth instead?"

Linghu Chong said: "I don't understand the reason. It seems that after listening to the senior's elegant performance, I admire senior Gao Feng greatly, and I don't have the slightest suspicion." The mother-in-law said: "Then you treat your master and wife instead Do you have suspicions?" Linghu Chong was startled, and said: "The disciple absolutely dare not. It's just...in the teacher's heart, he has a lot of doubts about the disciple. Alas, this is also strange.