Peerless luthier

At the beginning of winter, Zhong Yi put on a cotton coat and sat by the window looking at the quiet courtyard.

He is a little lonely, although he is accompanied by Qin, but it is still difficult to count the days left for nearly a month.

Shuoyu and Fan Wenzi walked through the corridor and saw him from a distance. His eyes were like stars, his white clothes were more snowy, his long hair was casually draped behind his shoulders, and his laid-back appearance seemed a bit chic and coquettish.

"It's so relaxing."

Zhong Yi turned his head, and Shuo Yu was standing behind him.

He had seen Shuoyu before, and he was very impressed.It's just that he has never seen the elegant man behind him who makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Zhong Yi stood up and saluted Shuo Yu despite her displeasure.

Shuo Yu narrowed her eyes and said, "Last time Gu spoke too seriously, I hope Mr. Zhong will forgive me."

Zhong Yi said indifferently: "I dare not be that."

Shuoyu raised his hand and sat on the high head, and the scribe sat next to him.

"Huh? Why haven't you seen your clothes before?"

Zhong Yi lowered her head, it was just a padded coat she found casually, what's the difference?

"I feel that this is the style of cotton-padded clothes of the Southern Chu, and the skirts and brims are different from those of the Northern Jin Dynasty." Fan Wenzi looked at Zhong Yi with a smile, and said, "Can you tell me that after living in the Northern Jin Dynasty for so long, Why are you still wearing Nanchu clothes? Are you not afraid of blame?"

Zhong Yi said: "This is a thing from the old country, but I am a person from Southern Chu, so I wear the clothes of Southern Chu."

Shuoyu smiled slightly and said, "He's still a patriot."

Shuo Yu picked up a cup of hot tea and sniffed it carefully: "Good tea." He took a sip, cleared his throat, and said, "How is your family background in Nanchu?"

Zhong Yi replied: "My father is a court luthier."

Shuoyu waved his hand and said, "How about playing a piece?"

"Yes."

Zhong Yi went to fetch the piano.

Sitting upright, Zhong Yi regained her composure and played a song "Winter in the South". This was composed by a famous qin master in Southern Chu. clank.

At the end of the song, Shuoyu looked at him with a gloomy expression: "You know the character of Qu Cang, the king of the Communist Party of Chu."

Zhong Yi said: "This is beyond what I can know."

Shuoyu asked again and again, Zhong Yi said: "I only know that my father once said that when the king of the Communist Party of Chu was still the prince, he asked for advice humbly and did not show his edge. Apart from this, I don't know anything else."

Shuo Yu nodded slightly: "You go out first and wait."

"Yes." Zhong Yi stepped up and walked out, and two guards in black with knives "invited" him to sit in the courtyard.

inside the room.

"How is this person?"

"Since the official document of the Chu State mentions 'Yundi Shouguan Zhongyi', let's send him there."

Shuo Yu smiled: "It seems that you have a good impression of him?"

Fan Wenzi said: "This man is a gentleman. To say that his late father's office is not to abandon the root. To play the music of his hometown is to not forget the past. To cite the things that Chu Jun was the prince is not selfish. Don't forget the root It is benevolence, not forgetting the past is faith, selflessness is loyalty, respecting the emperor is respect, he has these four virtues, and the big task given to him will definitely be done very well."

Shuo Yu was thoughtful, then clapped her hands.

Zhong Yi was brought into the room again.

Shuoyu said: "I think you have a good character, and you have a good manner of speaking, so I follow the will of your country, and you will take on this important task."

Zhong Yi said: "I don't know what it is."

Fan Wenzi handed him the document: "Although there is a truce now, we are still troubled in the Northern Jin Dynasty. Please express your wish for reconciliation to your country on behalf of the Northern Jin Dynasty."

Zhong Yi was stunned: "I, can I go back to Chu State?!"

Shuo Yu laughed loudly: "That's natural, but you have a long way to go when you go back this time."

Zhong Yi bowed her head in silence, but her shoulders began to tremble.

Fan Wenzi patted him on the shoulder: "So it's settled, the ceremony will be held in the middle of the month, and I hope you can prepare earlier."

At night, Zhong Yi lit the lamp and sat at the desk for a long time, unable to calm down her heartbeat.

Back to Chu, back to Chu, back to Chu...

This idea, like a hard stone, was thrown into the frozen lake, "click" the ice shattered, and the water continued to flow under the ice, as if the past was alive again.

During these years in Jin'an, there was something in his heart that he didn't dare to touch, and that was Nanchu.

He left his homeland and became a prisoner, surviving in the years of war.If there is no return and reunion, what would he look like.

Hometown, hometown.

That morning filled with the fragrance of flowers, the familiar local accent, the streets I have walked so many times, my parents, the housekeeper Liu, A Rong...

I really want to, I really want to go back.

At this time, it must be snowing in Andu.

Zhong Yi looked out the window, the night was very deep, and it was pitch black outside the window.

He has a sincere heart and would rather guard the crumbling Yundi than stay with his family, but now Zhong Li's identity puts him in a dilemma.

The days of being together are so pleasant, just like in a dream, but when I wake up from the dream, I will think about their current positions, which are so opposite.

That time, he was hit by Shuo Yu, and now, he can't stop thinking about what to do in the future.

I am originally from Chu, now I have the opportunity, why don't I go back, this time, I have conveyed the Northern Jin Dynasty's wish to cease fighting, this kind of thing is the best of both worlds...

However, he is still here.I should have waited for his return.

Zhong Yi's heart trembled slightly.

Holding his head in pain.

The people who died in the war were too important to him. Zhong Yi closed his eyes and thought about his past years, and they would appear in it.

Now that they are gone, and God has put Zhong Li back into his life, is it joy or sorrow?

Zhong Yi lay prone on the table, her long eyelashes drooping down.Dim lights, alone, in a foreign country, without his company, such a long night is really difficult.

Back to Chu State, back to Andu, his family is still waiting for him...

Still stay in this foreign country, waiting for Shuohui to come back.

So, can he go back?Will Shuo Hui let him go back?

But, he will come to find him, right?

It seemed that I was standing in the middle of the cableway, the sky was pitch black, no light could be seen, the cableway was wobbly, and the waves below were beating against the board violently.

Walking forward, there is a familiar avenue, behind him is an unfamiliar path, a pair of invisible hands pushed him arrogantly: let's go!go!Let you go back now!go!

He saw himself walking forward step by step, turning back step by step, carefully looking at the other end of the cableway, Shuohui stood there, watching him quietly.

"Come with me, follow me."

Shuohui looked at him with dark purple eyes, unable to see his wishes.

Zhong Yi sat up and began to write a letter. There was really too much to say, and she wrote a lot without knowing it.

He put the letter on the desk and pressed it with an inkstone.

Zhong Yi lowered her eyes and sat quietly for a while, then suddenly picked up her pen again and wrote another letter.

A few days later, the snow fell, and the snow scene in Jin'an was different from that in Andu. Zhong Yi wanted to go out to have a look.

"Master Zhong is going out?"

Wei Shi stood at the door and said with a smile, "The Prince has ordered us to follow you wherever you go."

Zhong Yi said: "I want to go outside to see the snow scene."

Wei Shi said, "Okay, let's get ready."

Zhong Yi rummaged in the closet and saw a scarlet velvet cape.

Take it out, it's back, but when you unfold it, it's very lenient.

Zhong Yi draped it over his shoulders, fastened his belt, and instantly wrapped him in warmth, as if being hugged.

Sitting in the carriage, although the wind is cold, it is clean with unique ice and snow.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at Jin'an City, bustling and busy, the high and low eaves are covered with thin snow, and pure white snowflakes are falling down from the somewhat gloomy sky.

I am afraid that before long, the world will be completely white.

The wind whipped up the scarlet cloak, and the black hair was stained with white snow. Zhong Yi stood on a high place, with a calm face, eyes like stars, elegant and free and easy, like a banished fairy.

"Wei Shi, if Ruo Shuo comes back, tell him to find me in Andu, and I will wait for him in Zhongfu."

"Andu Bell Mansion? Where?"

"There is a letter on the table, which is written in detail."

Wei Shi's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "I will definitely tell the prince."

Zhong Yi nodded, turned her back, and still looked into the distance.

Ten days later, an edict came from the palace, and Zhong Yi went to the palace.

In the royal palace of the Northern Jin Dynasty, above all the officials, Shuoyu read out the imperial edict, and Zhongyi accepted it.

The horn sounded, and Zhong Yi stood on hundreds of high platforms, listening to the sound of heaven and earth.

On that day, a mighty team drove out from the palace, and after parading around Jin'an City, the last team escorted Zhong Yi out of the city.

He was sitting in the chariot, looking at the side of the road through the gauze, and the familiar and unfamiliar street scenes were slowly disappearing from his vision.

Jin'an, the city gate.

"Bang" sound.

The scarlet city gate closed behind him, as if a passage had been cut off, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Zhong Yi suddenly looked back, at this time the heavy snow had already fallen, he was carrying the qin that Shuo Hui gave him, and looked back step by step, his eyes showed a little worry, and his heart fluctuated.

"Envoys? Envoys?"

Someone is calling him.

Zhong Yi calmed down, shook her head, and said, "Let's go."

The convoy started moving again.

"Zhong Yi!"

"!"

He turned his head again, and what was fixed in his field of vision was only the spreading footsteps and the silent heavy snow.

He said softly, "Shuohui, I'll be waiting for you."

Zhong Yi withdrew her gaze, stroked the body of the piano, her heart turned a thousand times.

The road back to Chu State is very long, and what remains unchanged outside the window is the sharp wind, snowflakes, and biting cold.

When he closed his eyes, what emerged was that handsome face.

--I am waiting for you.

Northern Jin Dynasty, royal palace.

Shuo Yu looked at the letter.

Fan Wenzi smiled slightly: "So much?"

Shuoyu said slowly: "It seems that he is also very affectionate." He sighed slightly, and said: "Unfortunately, he is from Chu, so naturally he wants to go back."

Shuo Yu raised her eyes and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wei Shi stood aside and said, "It is my honor to serve His Majesty."

Shuo Yu laughed loudly: "Haha! The Wei family has been a hero for generations, you are still young, but you are also a malleable talent."

Wei Shi said: "Your Majesty appreciates it."

Fan Wenzi said: "If Zhong Yi doesn't leave a letter and just goes back to Southern Chu like this, judging from the relationship between the two, I'm afraid the Prince will become suspicious."

Shuo Yu said, "Then write another one."

Fan Wenzi nodded: "Leave it to Weichen."