Sleep well tonight [Quick Transmigration]

The person in the dream either knows that he is dreaming or does not know that he is dreaming, but it is difficult to wake up from the dream.

There is an elegant alley on the edge of Yancheng Street, and every household in the alley is hung with wind chimes, on the door, under the eaves, on the bridge of the river flowing through the alley, and on both sides of the alley.

It was still early, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. The wind blew, and the bells everywhere rang in the golden morning light into a whisper.

Occasionally, when the wind is strong, the big bell hanging in front of the archway will be knocked open, and the muffled sound will break into the Qingmeng on the bed, and the tourists will be shocked to step into the water on the bluestone slab.

Yu Zhiye was also awakened by the sound of the bell, in a trance he couldn't tell which world was just a dream.

A few years ago, when Yu Zhiye was still the old Yu Zhiye, he found a booklet in his new hotel room.

When he had nothing to do, he flipped through some of them, and knew that it was a thick book written by a person who recorded the nightmares he had in pieces.

Yu Zhiye put it down beside the bed before finishing flipping through it, but he didn't expect that when he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a completely strange environment.

After some inquiring, he found that the environment he was in was completely different from his cognition, and he still felt that he was dreaming now.But the dream is too real. After a long time, I began to question that it was a big dream.

He doesn't care which world is a dream, anyway, he is alone in both worlds.

So it is easy to do whatever happens.

The wind blew the bell, and when the wind moved, the bell also moved.

When the wind is light, he loves the gentle ringing of the bell, but when the wind is heavy, he is still surprised by the heavy bell.

Yu Zhiye had been wandering all the time before, and it was the same when he woke up. He picked up his old job as a traveling doctor. This time he stayed in Yancheng for three days, and he was planning to leave tomorrow.

It has been a while since time travel. Yu Zhiye still has memories of the nightmares in the booklet he read a few years ago. When he thinks of the nightmare book when he has free time, he will follow his mind to think about it. The connection between that book and the status quo.

No thoughts.

However, he thinks he is used to the current life, even if he wakes up occasionally, he will still be in a trance for a while.

While he was in a daze, he heard someone calling him.

"Guest officer, are you awake?" The inn's waiter's hoarse, juvenile voice sounded outside the door, "Other nights, all the good things have been taken up by others."

Wang Shi carried the water and went upstairs steadily. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with dark skin and tight limbs. He opened his mouth revealing a lively youthful air, and his tone of voice carried a mischievous smile.

It was still early, and knowing that Yu Zhiye was probably awake, he didn't dare to speak loudly to wake up the other guests, so he just went to the door and called people with a moderate volume.

"Get up." Yu Zhiye came back to his senses and responded.

He leaned over and lifted the quilt, casually took the coat in front of the bed and put it on before he opened the door with his wooden clogs.

Wang Shiyang carried the basin filled with hot water into the room with a smile on his face, and walked steadily. The nearly full water with rising steam was shaking in the dark copper-colored basin, but not a single drop came out.

Yu Zhiye turned sideways to let him pass before he followed slowly.

Wang Shi just said that the place that sells good things refers to the Yancheng Bazaar.

The first day of every month is the day for Yancheng to go to the market. Everyone usually starts setting up stalls at dawn and ends at sunset.

There are various goods traded in the market, as well as performances that are not often seen on weekdays. When the day of the market comes, Yancheng will really come alive.

Yu Zhiye was planning to leave after the market.

After entering the door, Wang Shi put the water basin on the wooden stand beside the bed, then went to close the door, and then stepped aside to wait for Yu Zhiye to wash up: "I've been looking forward to it for a month, and finally I'm looking forward to the first day of the new year."

While laughing and talking, Wang Shi picked up the yellowed white cloth on his shoulders and wiped his sweat. He was familiar with him, and after seeing Yu Zhiye lived for a few days, he found him mysterious and interesting, so he liked to go and play with him.

After entering the room, Wang Shi stopped pretending and called Officer Yu Zhiye: "Brother Yu is planning to leave alone later?"

Wang Shi had mentioned before that he would take Yu Zhiye to the market together.

But Yu Zhiye likes to go alone, and he knows that Wang Zhiye likes to call out his companions when he goes out, so he doesn't agree.

"It's fun when everyone is together!" Wang Shi did not give up and persuaded again.

In fact, he didn't have to go to play with Yu Zhiye, but he wanted to ask twice more, and he was also curious about what Yu Zhiye would buy at the fair.

"No." Yu Zhiye still refused.

"Tsk tsk," Wang Shi pursed his lips to express his dissatisfaction in a low voice, and after a while he forgot about it and went to Yu Zhiye's side, "By the way, the magistrate recruited a man to seek a doctor for his girl yesterday, why didn't you go? "

"Why should I go?" Yu Zhiye dipped the facekerchief into the basin with a normal expression.

"I heard that the girl from the magistrate's family is pretty, and she didn't suffer from any serious illness. The magistrate loves his daughter and is willing to pay for it. I can make some money, see beauties, and know that the magistrate remembers it well. Isn't it good to kill three birds with one stone?" ?”

"Not interested." Yu Zhiye pressed the water-soaked veil on his face, and a burst of warmth soothed his morning thoughts.

"But even if you're not interested, doesn't it mean that doctors are people with a bodhisattva's heart?" Wang Shi asked curiously, "You see people suffering from illnesses, don't you want to go and see them?"

Yu Zhiye sneered lightly: "I'm not a good person."

Wang Shi was taken aback, and after a while, he said in a very low voice: "You are really strange."

Yu Zhiye took off the warm handkerchief and looked at him expressionlessly.

"I didn't say anything." Wang Shi said quickly.

Yu Zhiye didn't say anything else, he simply washed up and put his things away, then went to open the half-closed window and looked out, a few stars were dotted in the boundless sky, and a thin golden crescent moon was still hanging on the sky. horizon.

Wang Shi's attention was also diverted following Yu Zhiye's movements: "The sky has begun to light up, and I should go out when I finish chopping the firewood downstairs."

He waited for Yu Zhiye to finish washing, then turned around and saw the scenery outside the window.

"I guess the weather will be fine today." Wang Shi paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, pulled the cloth on his shoulders and patted his thigh, and raised his voice, "By the way, I heard that Pei Xian'er will also perform this time, my lord. You have to go and see."

"Pei Xian'er?" Yu Zhiye heard this name for the first time, but this surname gave him an indescribably familiar feeling.

Wang Shi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Yu Zhiye.

The yellowed paper was torn at the waist, but it didn't bother me.

The piece of paper was about the size of a palm, with "Listen to the sound and taste tea" written in big characters on the top, and a few villains were drawn in the middle, some of them were holding a pipa, blowing xun, playing the piano, etc., with their names on them, and the bottom line read "The first day of junior high school". Qingyin Building at noon".

In fact, Wang Shi didn't know much about reading. He had learned a few words from Yu Zhiye for fun these two days, but at this moment he was able to find Pei Xian's portrait and name and show it to Yu Zhiye.

"Actually, his name is Pei Xian. He is a guqin teacher. He stayed in Yancheng for a while a few years ago. At the beginning, everyone didn't know who he was. Sometimes he would suddenly appear on the corner of the street and play the guqin for a whole day. In various teahouses and teaching workshops, it is famous for playing and playing."

"Someone asked who he was, and he only said his name was 'Pei Xian'." Wang Shi grinned as he thought of something interesting, "But it doesn't matter whether those people who like to listen to him play the piano intentionally or not. Pei Xian didn't agree, just called him 'Pei Xian'er'."

Yu Zhiye found it interesting and laughed along with him.

After Wang Shixiao finished speaking, his voice changed again, and he continued: "However, his piano sound is really worthy of being called 'immortal'."

"Brother Yu, you don't know that Pei Xian'er plays the guqin, that piano, that hand. It's really good."

"There are so many people coming and going in Yancheng every year. He was only twelve or thirteen years old when he first came here. He can establish his reputation with only one piano. Some good musicians can hear his piano with one ear in the downtown area. Voice."

"He stayed in Yancheng for about a month and then left. Fast forward a few years, do you think no one remembers him? Only now do you know how many people in Yancheng still miss him! The Qingyin Building must be full today. "

After hearing this, Yu Zhiye didn't really believe it, but felt that Wang Shixiang was exaggerating.

And Yu Zhiye doesn't care whether he believes it or not, whether he is as good as Wang Shi said, or not, it doesn't matter to him.

It was just dawn, and the twilight morning light slanted into the house. From time to time, people downstairs walked towards the entrance of the market with their backpacks on their backs, chatting and laughing in twos and threes.

In the middle of the night, Yu Zhi leaned against the window where the sun was shining in, teasing him, "Didn't you say that you annoy those who dance the piano the most?"

Wang Shi blushed slightly, hiding it under his tanned complexion: "I don't know how to appreciate it, but Pei Xian'er's piano is soothing to listen to. If you don't believe me, just listen to it once and you'll know." Then he quickly praised it. The washbasin, which was almost cold, was about to leave.

Yu Zhiye raised his eyebrows: "Why are you walking so fast?"

"Don't tell you, I have to go to the Qingyin Building to occupy a good place after I finished my work in the store." Wang Shi packed his things very quickly, and he closed the door behind him like the wind, leaving only echoes floating in. in the room.

The corners of Yu Zhiye's raised mouth gradually returned to the usual curvature, and then stood by the window for a while before changing clothes and going out.

There is a long street in Yancheng that exists only for the market. On days when there is no market, although there are a few shops open, it is deserted, the long street is empty, and there are more lanterns than people.

After the market opened, the two avenues of Changjie were filled with stalls early on, and there were a variety of groceries. The shopkeepers began to prepare for the day's business at dawn, and the shouts all over the street gradually woke up along with the sunshine.

Yu Zhiye came early and walked around the long street before the market fully opened.

At that time, the stalls had not been fully opened, the goods were still in boxes, and even the buns had just been put into the steamer, only some old women and old people who sold mountain sundries had already prepared their things.

Yu Zhiye didn't have many things to buy, so after shopping around, he only bought some mountain herbs, but he couldn't find the one he wanted the most.

In the scorching sun, Yu Zhiye walked to the entrance of Qingyin Building in a short while. Yu Zhiye remembered Wang Shi's words, so he ate a bowl of wontons at the breakfast stall next to him and walked into the building.

There were still very few people in the building, so he found a seat not too far from the table and sat down.

The bell of Sishi had just rang, and it swayed heavily over Yancheng.

The number of visitors outside the Qingyin Building gradually increased, and soon all the good seats in the building were filled.

When it was time for a cup of tea before noon, there was not even a single vacancy left in the corner.

When the noon clock rang, there were not many places to stand in the store.

The show hadn't even started yet, and there was a lot of voices. The people who came came from all walks of life. Those who knew each other and those who didn't know each other chatted, and they talked to the people around them as if they had been accumulating words for a month. Last pass.

The noisy sound reached a certain level, and it was no different from silence. Yu Zhiye was in the crowd, but he couldn't hear anything clearly. He didn't care about other people's gossip, and just drank tea by himself.

He drank very slowly, and it took him a long time to taste two sips, and he also took some pancakes and buns he had just bought from his pocket to eat.

Leaving aside the music, the tea from Qingyinlou is pretty good.After half a cup of tea, Yu Zhiye saw Wang Shi waving on the opposite side.

Wang Shi entered the door a few quarters of an hour later than Yu Zhiye. He came with six or seven friends of the same age. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yu Zhiye and waved happily to him for a long time before he was seen.

The two greeted each other from a distance, and Yu Zhiye watched Wang Shi play with his friends and took a sip of tea.

While talking and laughing, a burst of singing rang out. Two young servants opened the curtains on both sides of the stage, and several girls in white played the pipa and walked onto the stage slowly, and finally sat in a row in the middle.

When the singing started, the talking and laughing faded away, like a wordless tacit understanding.

After a while, there was only the neat sound of the pipa left in the building. I don't know how much training and adjustments have passed, the four pipas are in harmony, and the sounds are fused together, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

The sound of the pipa was gentle at the beginning, and the human voice gradually became quiet along with the sound of the music. When the human voice quieted down, the sound of the pipa rose. The girls plucked the strings faster and faster, and the long hair hanging down and the veil fluttering lightly. , After listening for a long time, I realized that I was welcoming guests.

Once or twice, the music replaced the words.

Yu Zhiye didn't come because of Pei Xian, but he did come here, and he still remembered what Wang Shi said, so he was really curious.

Qingyin Building is quite famous in Yancheng, the musicians hired are of good quality, and many of the visitors are people who love music.

Whenever a performance ends and the performers stay or leave, the guests become lively again, but they stop talking loudly, and every face waiting for the next musician to appear is full of excitement and anticipation.

There is not even an introduction between the shows, but the people below all know the names of the performers, who they are from, where they have been studying for a long time, and some performers can even chat with the guests, laughing and accepting the gifts they handed over. Food or small gifts.

Not long after, a new performer came on stage. The excitement of talking just now was still there, but it was a little quieter.

This time, the person on the stage walked to the middle with a guqin in his arms and began to tune the strings.

Several people were whispering, as if they were discussing who the musicians were.

"Pei Xian'er?"

Yu Zhiye also looked up when he heard the words.

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