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Whether it was intentional or unintentional, Ji Mo gained a firm foothold in the palace by offending most of the people this time, not to mention being praised as the leader directly, but no one would secretly plot against him behind his back, which made his palace The career of a musician is much more enjoyable.

Ji Mo has never been good at fighting with others.

After the interpersonal environment was stable, Ji Mo took advantage of the convenience of the palace to continue learning music theory knowledge. Because the reputation of the prince's love of music was widely spread, there were always some big businessmen who were willing to present special musical instruments and music scores to win the favor of the prince. The musical instrument room inside opened Ji Mo's horizons.

What's more, the never-before-seen score makes people wonder and don't understand.

Perhaps it is due to the different regions, and the characters recorded on the music scores are not native languages, which seems a bit difficult. Similarly, the methods used by different countries to record music scores are also different, which makes them look more like ghosts.

Ji Mo patiently seeks advice on questions that he does not understand. His reputation is not very good, and he has never seen anyone who offends so many people and can be popular with others, but he really wants to ask for advice, and he is willing to use what he knows. In exchange for things, some people are willing to exchange with him.

There is never enough knowledge.

Gradually, Ji Mo's popularity improved a lot with his generosity to professional knowledge. It has to be said that the music theory knowledge of the Kuang family is indeed ahead of what these people understand.

Five years in a flash.

Ji Mo didn't leave the palace very often even when he was in Xiumu, and he suddenly asked for leave, and the steward was a little surprised, so he asked a few more questions.

"My father is seriously ill, so I have to go back and have a look."

When Ji Mo said that, he couldn't hide the sadness on his face. Yesterday, Ji Chen sent a message through the housekeeper, and he knew that Kuang Yuan's situation was not good.

He has never been very good at taking care of himself, and he doesn't know what's wrong... he is worried in his heart, but Ji Mo's face is still calm.

"It's time to go back and have a look."

The steward didn't dare to delay, and after hastily approving it, he let Ji Mo leave.

The small courtyard in the mansion city didn't return, Ji Mo urged the coachman to speed up his horse, and went straight out of the city to the mountains. When he arrived at the house, it was already dark.

The lantern picked in the yard was shaken by the wind, and the shadow of the bamboo grove was like clouds, Ji Mo had a bad premonition in his heart, and when he rushed to the bed, he saw Kuang Yuan's pale face.

It's too late.

Ji Chen was on the side, holding a roll of something in his hand, saw Ji Mo coming in, and handed it to him, Ji Mo didn't want to look at it, took it casually, knelt down in front of Kuang Yuan's bed, and pulled his hand, sniffing at him, it's gone, it's gone.

The residual temperature in the palm can't be warmed no matter how you cover it.

"That's the music score he left you. It's the Kuang family's "Phoenix Yin". He originally said he wanted to play it for you, but he said he hasn't learned it yet, and he can't play it well. He asked you to learn it by yourself in the future. Play it in front of his grave, and he will be happy to listen to it underground.”

"He said, in his life, he has no king, no father, no wife and no sons. You are the only one who inherits Kuang's voice. I don't know what the rest of the Kuang family will do. But here, don't stop this Kuang's voice... "

Ji Chen is also getting older, and his voice is more stable. When he said these things, he seemed to be saddened, but his voice was consistent, without any ups and downs. It seemed that there was not much emotion, and it made people feel that sadness It's like an illusion.

"Whose son am I?"

Ji Mo held Kuang Yuan's hand, carefully put him in the quilt, looked at his calm face as if he was asleep, and realized that Kuang Yuan had aged a lot in these years, and when those eyes were no longer open, , to see the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the spots that started to increase without knowing when.

Time urges people, how can anyone beat the time?

"Your surname is Ji."

Ji Chen paused for a rare moment in these words, apparently not knowing whether he should mention this fact.

"……guessed."

Ji Mo has long felt that the staffing in this house is weird. When he was first born, it was obviously not like this. Besides, Kuang Yuan treated him, many times, he also felt that he was not treating a son.

"Is the little girl all right?"

he asked suddenly.

Ji Chen was stunned for a moment. He said that Ji Mo's surname was Ji, and he admitted that Ji Mo was his child, but how did he know that he was a bastard?

"I know it from birth. I once heard people say 'Xiaoniang'. Back then, I didn't understand the meaning, but only remembered the sound. Later, I learned..."

Ji Mo didn't go any further, but Ji Chen seemed to understand why Ji Mo was always resistant when he saw him. Did he know that he was his biological father?

But as his biological father, he gave him up to his friends to separate him from his mother.

Even though Ji Chen had never had any strange feelings for Kuang Yuan, at this moment, he was inexplicably ashamed, ashamed for that action. When he gave up his child back then, it was mostly because Kuang Yuan said he wanted to adopt a child. , how many of them have the heart to let their own blood steal Kuang's voice, and how many of them are... some inexplicable intentions of revenge, does it also exist?

Resentment, hatred, between him and Kuang Yuan, it has long been unclear.

Kuang Yuan's funeral was very ordinary. He had no friends except Ji Chen. Ji Mo became a filial son and left his name on the tombstone. The situation is far away.

"I have known for a long time that he is not likable, and there is no other friend except me."

Facing the tombstone, in the cold wind, Ji Chen talked about the past.

He and Kuang Yuan's acquaintance, at the beginning, was the qin and flute ensemble of looking for bosom friends in the high mountains and flowing waters, and later, Kuang Yuan always pointed out to Ji Chen with his toes. It's too bad, so bad that I can't afford to learn music seriously.

Why always blowjob?

Because he can still afford a bamboo flute.

The other thing is that it can no longer be supported.

After getting acquainted with Kuang Yuan, he didn't have any utilitarian intentions at all. It's like the harmony of the music, and he can communicate with the heart. Those who can play the piano sound like that are not bad people in themselves. The former Ji Chen, It was such an idea, so he tolerated Kuang Yuan's wanton criticism.

Later, he found that while Kuang Yuan despised him, he gave him things at the same time, from daily necessities to the expensive purple bamboo flute, he always disliked everything he had, but every time he bought everything for him.

He didn't want to wear the first piece of clothing that was delivered, and he didn't even want to see Kuang Yuan again, but after having that piece of clothing, the people he could make friends with had crossed a level invisibly... Gradually, he began to realize the benefits of being friends with Kuang Yuan.

In this way, this friendship has continued, even if he later found that he was more talented in reading and didn't want to be a musician anymore, he didn't completely cut off Kuang Yuan as a friend, and was still being supported by him invisible.

Friends, there is a meaning of making money, he comforted himself so much, so he accepted it calmly.

Unexpectedly, what Kuang Yuan thought was like that. On the day of falling out, he was more shocked than disgusted, but he could examine himself, he could not repay Kuang Yuan's feelings like that, but his feelings for Kuang Yuan were not the same. Just like ordinary friends.

This person has a clear distinction between likes and hates, and he directly distinguishes his figure from other people, so that people will never forget him after seeing him, and likewise, they can't see him really going down.

He is like the soaring phoenix, even if one day it will fall, it should land on the sycamore tree, not on the dust.

After so many changes, Ji Chen finally had to admit, "I thought I hated his haughty look the most, but now I always think, it would be great if he kept like that..."

With a sigh of regret, the past cannot be traced, and the dead are hard to come back to. If they had never known each other, nor had they been together for these years, maybe he would not feel so uncomfortable in his heart.

If there are tears in the eyes, they will dry up before shed.

"Musician is not a long way to go. You are still young, and you still have time to study. Fortunately, no name has been left in the palace. You resign and study at home under the name of 'Ji Mo'. I will find another good school for you in the future." relative--"

"No need."

Ji Mo stood up, and he said to the tombstone, "I don't use the surname 'Kuang' to enter the palace, but to avoid trouble, the affairs of the Kuang family are not far away, which will only increase troubles, but my surname cannot be changed, and I will To be a musician, how can anyone in the Kuang family not be a musician?"

He bowed to Ji Chen, although Ji Chen gave him up to Kuang Yuan, but these years, the house he lived in was Ji Chen's, and the food and drink expenses were all provided by Ji Chen. There is no legitimate son to fight with him, and the concubine to fight with him, Ji Mo lives peacefully and well.

He won't blame Ji Chen for this, but in the name of father and son, there is no need.

"My surname is Kuang, and it has always been my surname, and it will not change."

Sticking to his opinion again, Ji Mo didn't say anything against Ji Chen, and he didn't express his worry about his little mother to him. No need to go back.

Ji Mo is not an ordinary child, so he doesn't have such deep feelings for his biological parents in this world.

And those who have been separated, there is no need to get together again.

"You hate me?" Ji Chen couldn't accept it, he also had gray hair on his head, and time didn't spare him, so this retreat was a little unstable.

Ji Mo helped him up, there was no resentment on his face, he calmly said, "No. I just don't want to let him down. In the coming year, I will play a song called Fenghuang Yin. I can't let Kuang's voice be cut off from me. .”

Since it is to be inherited with the Kuang family, the surname "Ji" can no longer be used.

With Ji Chen, the biological father and son, I don't know if it is a deliberate result. Since childhood, Ji Mo has never called Ji Chen "Daddy", and similarly, he has never called him "Uncle". He doesn't seem to have anything to do with it.

Ji Mo thought, Kuang Yuan must know whose son he is. How did he feel when he promised to teach him?Do you want to fulfill Ji Chen's request again, or...