Qinxi

Early the next morning, Brother Magpie took his mute to Liyuan to meet everyone.

It was twilight, and there was still a night chill in the air.The mist is hazy, rising on the lake, like a dream.

A group of people entered the backyard of the palace through the Liyuan Gate, where the eldest brother had already made the final inspection.

Everyone passed by and said hello respectfully, even Brother Que restrained his temper a little.

The old man was nearly seventy years old, but his body was still strong and vigorous, and he was already sweating a little after a busy morning, and there were some sweat stains on his thin and wrinkled face.

He nodded to everyone, and signaled them to go their separate ways, leaving the dumb one alone, and specifically told him a few words, seeing that Brother Magpie was still lingering, he said loudly: "Okay, son of a bitch, go quickly!" Put on makeup, don't be lazy here!"

"Oh, boss, you are busy, I don't want to bother you!" Brother Que stuck out his tongue, cleverly dodged the big hand that was about to slap him on the head, ran away for a few meters, turned around and made a grimace.

"Brat, how many times have I told you to call me 'boss'!"

Standing beside the old man, the mute suddenly felt tinnitus.

"This magpie, hey..." The old man shook his head, very helpless, so he turned to talk about business: "Have you practiced the song?"

He nodded.

"When the time comes, you just sit there, don't look up, they won't see the marks on your face, understand?"

He nodded.

"Be careful, don't make mistakes. From now on, you are a member of our troupe, and we are all hard-working people. Don't be restrained, just treat it as a family. Brother Magpie always has a childish temper. Be honest, if he If you bully you, come and tell me, and I will punish him to hang himself in the practice room for three days. Well, I still have work to do, so don’t wander around, here is no more than other places, there are more rules, and you can’t make a single step wrong.”

The old man patted him on the head, a bit like a loving father.

The sky is already bright, and the warm sun shines on the earth, which is very pleasant.As far as the ears and eyes can see, there is only spring.It's so bleak at night, why is it a different scene under the sun.Behind this prosperity and prosperity, how much misery is there to hide?

Across a peach blossom stream, I can see the king sitting in the middle from afar, with palace maids lined up on both sides, dresses fluttering, officials sitting next to each other, talking nothing more than flattering words between cups of wine, which is tiresome to listen to.

The play is on.The first time he saw the gorgeous magpie on the Shuige stage, his phoenix eyes flowed, and he smiled cleverly.She really is a peerless actor, with every frown and smile, touching the heartstrings, her eyes are hazy with tears, and her heart is in pain like a thousand cuts.

"Remember Fen Dai back then, where did you play the flute?

Poor Jie, fluttering white clothes, surging green water..."

The mute was in a trance, was the scenes of joys and sorrows in front of him really an illusion?

Or a person's life is originally a play that has not been rehearsed. You and I are both actors, and the joys and sorrows are all based on the libretto.

In a play within a play, who can distinguish the true from the false, but a laugh, a tear, and a song that ends.

"Tender yellow flowers are a little bit like butterflies, but no one looks at the new red leaves.

Baqiao is hurting farewell, and it's been years of desolation..."

"How is it? Can our brother act like him? No one can resist the tears he shed. Look at you, why are big men crying?" Ah Jiu laughed at him, but didn't pay attention to himself Already in tears.

"It's your turn, dumb, remember not to look up."

What the mute played was a sacrificial dance music, so there was no difficulty for him.

In the original place, he was regarded as a first-class luthier, and he played for countless dancing girls. He could even imagine every dance step with every beat.And the highlight of this song is undoubtedly the most urgent and fastest part of the twelve consecutive bombs, the iron horse clatters, the silk is broken, the waves are turbulent, and the high-pitched voice resounds through the blue sea and sky!

As if there is a vast world in front of you, the vastness makes people feel like a leaf mayfly, only to kneel down and chant, pour a cup of rice wine, and blow the wind to this boundless field.

With such majestic momentum, he doesn't think any dancer can perform to the extreme, at least, among the dancers he has seen, there is none.

The sound of the zither lingering softly around the fingers resounds, accompanied by the rippling water of a stream, the fallen flowers are colorful and the grass is luxuriant.

He played and savored with heart, the dancer's steps were so light and tender that he couldn't help but want to see the beautiful face, but he couldn't raise his head until the water sleeves brushed over his strings, and a familiar fragrance wafted through her. Come--

"laugh……"

Brother Que smiled and passed by, and the moment he met him and raised his eyes, there was a slight smile in his eyes.It is as gentle as a dragonfly's touch of water, like clouds and clouds, flowing water and clouds.

His hands trembled slightly, and the strings slid with a vibrato. Soon he settled down and played more attentively.However, an inexplicable feeling in his heart is clamoring, he wants to tell someone about all this, but he can't say it, and he won't say it. , Sections of rhythm, all turned into his mouth, his heart, what he wanted to express, that surging, irrepressible emotion.

He is very clear that at that time, when he saw him for the first time, he also felt this way. At that time, he didn't have a piano in his hand, so he couldn't express it. He could only look at him, and he wanted to engrave his appearance completely in his heart. .

At the end of the song, the mute himself was a little dazed, as if it wasn't him who was playing just now, but another person, a demon buried in his heart.

The mute left the scene in a daze, and walked all the way to Brother Que'er, watching him take off the complicated headgear and wash off the gorgeous makeup.

No matter who he is, he is so beautiful.

"Mute, you haven't entered the palace yet, come on, brother will show you!"

Having said that, the court rules are strict, and the two of them just walk around in the outer garden.

Brother Magpie's mood is also like this bright and sunny day, even his steps are bouncing around.

Two unripe fruits are picked here, and reeds are messed up there, scaring away the fish in the stream.And the mute just dragged the half-disabled leg, and followed slowly with the piano on his back.

The light wind blew across his cheeks, he looked up at the noon sun, squinted his eyes slightly, his whole body was warm, he just wanted to find a piece of grass to lie down and sleep, and stay in the time with the fragrance of flowers.

Just a flash of God's kung fu, brother magpie disappeared.The dummy's drowsiness disappeared suddenly, his eyes were as clear as a cold light, his right hand was slightly bent and stretched towards the piano on his back, and even the warm wind lost its temperature in an instant.

However, this hostility was fleeting, and the snow fell without a trace, melting into a piece of tenderness, falling in his eyes and melting in his ears.

"It's really strange, how can you not find the crickets if you see them?" Not far away from the tree, a magpie in green clothes came down lightly, muttering words as it walked.

The mute snickered in his heart, laughing at himself, and laughing at the unnecessary crickets.

"Mute, hurry up! At this speed, we won't even have lunch when we go there!" Que Geer ran to his side quickly, as if his conscience realized that he took away the heavy paulownia piano from his back.He was moved for a moment, but he didn't want the heartless Que'er to say:

"Seeing that you can't walk steadily, don't drop my precious piano!"

The mute stayed for a few seconds, and immediately followed with difficulty.

Thinking about it, he was just too affectionate, although Brother Que treated him very well, but he just followed his mood.

One must know that actors are ruthless, and there is nothing he can do.

This feeling can only exist in the bottom of my heart.

When the two of them arrived, the luncheon had already begun, a group of men and women were sitting together, snacks and desserts, and wine chips were strewn all over the floor. Scruples, cuddling and hugging, Qingqing and me, showing your true nature.

Seeing them coming, Ah Jiu greeted them, but it was too late to squeeze in.If Brother Magpie still has room to sit next to Ah Jiu, the mute can no longer do so.Brother Magpie found a clean place to put down his baby piano, and sat down unceremoniously, regardless of the dumb situation at the moment.

On the contrary, Ah Jiu was worried about the lack of a place for the mute to sit.

"Hey! Hey! Ninth Brother! Tell that little brother to come here! There is a place here!" Several court ladies laughed and laughed around a shy companion, calling out to the mute.Ah Jiu understood, and pushed the mute towards them wisely.

The mute himself didn't know how many girls' hearts he had won with the song "Heavenly Sacrifice" just now. Compared with his gentle beauty, Que'er's stern profile was really attractive.

He was about to take a seat when several well-dressed servants came to offer rewards. The leader just glanced coldly at the crowd, snorted coldly, and didn't say a word, just waiting for the maids and actors to stand respectfully. , just cleared his throat, and said:

"Who is the luthier who played the melody at the end? Come out soon? Your Highness the First Prince has a reward!" The boy purposely elongated his voice, watching the dumb man limping over impatiently, "Our First Highness the First Prince I am considerate of people, because you play this qin very much to His Highness's liking, I give you a special reward for this Jiaowei qin, I hope you will practice more in the future, it will be a great tool, why don't you give me a reward soon?!"

No one moved.

The mute stood blankly in front of the boy who was half a head shorter than him, just looking at him, without the slightest joy that boy expected. The leader boy was obviously irritated by this rudeness, and he blushed and was about to Swear.Ah Jiu hurried over and explained with a smile: "Master, don't be angry. This man is dumb and crippled. He is a newcomer and doesn't know the rules. You are the most magnanimous sir. Don't bother with us. It's noon, please." You came here in person, if you don't mind, please sit down and have a glass of wine, and give us a chance to be filial and filial..."

"No need!" Before Ah Jiu could finish speaking, the man interrupted with a loud voice, put down his things and walked away, without even looking at the crowd, leaving Ah Jiu laughing, neither walking nor sitting. No, stayed for a while, until those people walked away, Fang dragged the mute back to the table.

Everyone was still laughing, they had long been accustomed to such things, and humble people did not care about such insults.It's just that the mute is still a little unhappy in his heart. Even if he is a luthier, he has never been so underestimated. What's more, he is just an accompaniment to the song "Heaven Sacrifice".

The author has something to say: Note: "Remember Fen Dai back then...": Kong Shangren in "Zhe Gui Ling·Ask Qin Huai"