Heiankyo love story

When Jiang Xue heard this sentence in the morning, she couldn't help but pinch herself, to make sure she wasn't dreaming, she replied: "Qingming wants to learn music from me? Yes, yes... But, this is different from learning calligraphy, okay? "

Abe Seimei nodded seriously.

"Please Xue Ji teach me."

It looks like it's really serious.

Jiang Xue looked at Abe Qingming seriously for a moment, and said, "It doesn't matter if you learn calligraphy. If you want to learn music, Qingming should first tell you what musical instrument you want to learn? If it's something I can't teach, then there's nothing I can do. If you can teach it, then continue talking." Bar."

Abe Seimei replied without thinking: "Dizi."

It is obvious that he would have thought about it a long time ago, rather than a temporary idea, to answer so quickly.

Jiang Xue further confirmed Abe Seimei's determination, and answered honestly: "I am better at stringed instruments, especially the huqin. If it is a zither or a qin, I am not very good at learning the flute. If you decide to learn from me Di, I'm afraid my level can't lead you to the deep place, you should think about it?"

Abe Seimei did not hesitate, and said calmly: "The 'not so good' in Xue Ji's mouth is probably already 'very good' in the eyes of ordinary people. I have heard Xue Ji's flute sound with my own ears. If I can learn the same I am satisfied with the standard."

"Well... well, since you are so persistent, then you can choose an auspicious day for yourself."

Jiang Xue smiled and blinked, "Is this the specialty of Onmyoji? I'm not very good at it. Although I don't intend to formally accept apprentices, according to the rules of the music hall, if you want to teach the skills of the music hall, there must be a formal After choosing a date, I will prepare other things. Let me think about it, I want the memorial tablet of the patriarch, the seat of my master, and the musical instrument I want to learn-I will prepare the first two. As for the flute, Qingming, do you want to prepare it yourself or let me prepare it for you?"

Abe Seimei thought for a while and replied, "Then I will trouble Xue Ji."

"It's okay, the music hall should prepare musical instruments for apprentices."

Jiang Xue waved her hand nonchalantly, and sent Abe Seimei away.

When the person left, she suddenly remembered something.

This is Heian-kyo, not the world where musical instruments are sold everywhere. Fife flutes are not uncommon, but it seems that they are not so common?Moreover, even if there are flutes for sale outside, how can she buy them in a state where ordinary people can't see them?

Jiang Xue knocked on the flute to break the willow.

"Zheliu, do you know where there is a good flute? If not, where can I find bamboo suitable for making flutes?"

Fu Sangshen, who looked like a boy in white clothes, appeared in front of Jiang Xue, and replied obediently: "Master, I know where to find good bamboo."

"That's great, you lead the way."

Jiang Xue clapped her hands happily and set the schedule for today.

Cut bamboo to make flutes.

Boy Zheliu nodded happily and stepped forward to lead the way.

The pair of master and servant walked out the door in such a swaggering manner.

Heian-kyo does not have the concept of "environmental protection", and the nobles do not have the manpower to mark all the plants and prohibit civilians from touching them. Except for the nobles' gardens and things in their territories, there are too many people cutting trees and picking flowers. Just chopping a piece of bamboo is nothing at all.

If you don't pursue the beauty and quality of the flute too much, it will be no difficulty for a skilled musician to cut bamboo to make a flute.

Cut off the appropriate length, open the bamboo joints, determine the position of the hole through calculation, make fine adjustments according to the sound, and finally polish the decoration.

Jiang Xue was worried that the ice sword was not suitable for punching holes, and it would easily break the bamboo completely at once. At this time, Zhe Liu directly sent the treasured tools. He was so happy that he fell down beside him dizzily.

Although it is a practice instrument for beginners, if it is too ugly, it would be a shame for the reputation of high mountains and flowing water.

Jiang Xue tried to play the bamboo flute, and the pitch was fine, and the timbre was not bad, so she began to polish and modify it. During this period, Zhe Liu found the blue silk thread from her collection again, so Jiang Xue pretended to be velvet from Baotuan. Grab one of the three fluffy balls and signal it to go over there to pretend to be a pompom.

As expected, the timid dandelion monster did not resist, flinched and obediently moved over, hugged the blue silk thread, and replaced the jade that should have been woven in the decoration as the main decoration.

After finishing all this work, Jiang Xue took a carving knife and carved the word "Ruyun" on the flute with a smirk.

Folding Willow Boy quietly watched Jiang Xue busy, and when she stopped working, he cheered.

"Master! Can I try the flute now?"

"sure."

Jiang Xue couldn't help but rubbed Zheliu Boy's green and soft long hair, then turned the bamboo flute in his hand, brought it to his lips, and played "Plum Blossom Introduction".

This famous song handed down from ancient times was originally a flute song, with beautiful melody and noble artistic conception, and has always been widely loved.Jiang Xue used to play "Plum Blossoms" on the huqin, but now she plays this piece of music on the flute, which brings a little different fun.

Plum blossoms are lonely, noble, quiet, and elegant. Because Ling Han bloomed alone and bullied the frost and snow, how many literati sought after them, and how many musicians compared themselves to plum blossoms, and pinned their love and ideals on Yongmei's music?

There are many adaptations of the nearby instruments, let alone the flute?

For hundreds of years, countless flute musicians have tried to revise the score, during which masterpieces have appeared frequently, and there are many adaptations and variations that have been endowed with more splendor by the musicians' hot talents.However, what Jiang Xue is most familiar with is Huqin notation. If it is about flute notation, she is only familiar with the most classic flute notations, so now she is playing the most classic and respected as "orthodox" "Plum Blossom" lead".

Chanting plums are lonely and tall, Chanting plums are elegant, Chanting plums are clean and dusty.

Zhe Liu was obsessed with listening without knowing it, lying on the ground, completely absent minded.

This flute sound was transmitted to the onmyoji's ears by the onmyoji's shikigami in its original form, making the young man who was supposed to be busy in the onmyoji at this moment subconsciously stop his movements and listen to the flute music intently.

Jiang Xue was halfway through blowing, when she suddenly found a wobbly little paper man coming out of the room, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Although the paper figurine shikigami of He Mo Zhongxing is actually a paper figurine, it still looks like a human being at ordinary times. Isn't this kind of shikigami that looks like a paper figurine too simple?

Also, it always looks familiar.

Seeing the paper figurine walking towards her, Jiang Xue continued to play the flute. When the paper figurine staggered to her side, she suddenly stopped, grabbed the little thing, and rubbed the paper figurine's face.

"Hey, Seimei, is that you? Is this your shikigami?"

What Shikigami sees, hears and feels is directly transmitted to the Onmyoji himself.

The boy in hunting clothes immediately raised his hand to cover his face, and cut off the surgery at once.

Jiang Xue looked suspiciously at the paper figurine in her hand that suddenly went limp and lost its movement, put it down with a guilty conscience, turned her head and said to Zhe Liu, "You didn't see anything, nothing happened."

Yuxue's lovely boy nodded obediently, and repeated: "I didn't see anything, nothing happened."

Jiang Xue nodded in satisfaction, picked up the paper figurine from the ground and put it back in the room, pretending that she had no idea what it was.

It took a while for an onmyoji in the onmyoji room to let go of his hands, and the hot feeling on his cheeks finally subsided.

This "accident" passed in an understatement like this, and no one mentioned it.

A few days later, the "auspicious day" that Abe Seimei was optimistic about arrived, and Jiang Xue was also ready for what she said.

A table is placed in the center of the yard, the tablet of the ancestor of the Gaoshan Liushui Pavilion is placed on the table, and a chair is placed beside it.

Jiang Xue stood beside her with her flute in her hand, looking up at the sky from time to time, until the sun was about to set, and when the sun and the moon alternated, she signaled Abe Seimei to come over, and said: "According to the rules of the music hall, if you formally ask for a teacher, you need to pay homage to him." Over the world, worshiping the patriarch, and then worshiping the master, the apprentice takes the surname of the master as his surname, and the name of his predecessor. However, it is not considered a formal apprenticeship now, otherwise I dare not imagine that you will change your name to "Jiang Yi" according to the rules of the music hall. ’, it’s scary to think about it. Just use the rules of exchanging ideas and learning from each other. You only need to worship the sky and the earth to show respect, and leave the rest to me.”

Abe Seimei seemed to understand, but when he heard the last clear instruction, he asked, "How to pray?"

Jiang Xue said with a smile: "The high mountains and flowing waters are based on the principle of 'there is love between heaven and earth'. Music is the sound of heaven and earth. Those who listen to the sound of heaven and earth and play are musicians. Therefore, the world is my teacher. How you treat the master is how you treat the world. .”

Abe Seimei nodded, turned around and bowed deeply towards the sky and the earth.

Jiang Xue smiled, walked to the memorial tablet, and bowed respectfully.

"The patriarch is here, and the disciple Jiang Xue is now going to heaven and earth, respecting the patriarch, knowing the teacher, and wanting to teach friends what he has learned from the high mountains and flowing water."

After paying respects, Jiang Xue turned around and handed the bamboo flute to Abe Seimei.

"Since it is not a formal apprenticeship, there is no apprenticeship gift for you. Let's use this bamboo flute instead. From today onwards, I will teach you the concepts and skills of "Nine Chapters of Music Art" one by one. , it all depends on the individual.”

"I see."

Abe Seimei nodded.

Jiang Xue turned and ran back to the house, took out the huqin, sat on the railing of the corridor, and said to Abe Seimei: "According to the usual practice, musicians must first demonstrate their unique skills to show their sincerity, so please sit down and listen to my qin music." .”

Holding the flute, Abe Seimei walked expectantly to the side corridor and sat down.

Jiang Xue smiled slightly and explained: "My most proud piece is "A Pillow of Yellow Beam", which belongs to the "Sorrow" chapter in "Nine Chapters of Music", it can be used as a lullaby, but... anyway Seimei, let’s listen to it first and then talk about it. If one day, you can play it, but you can no longer listen to it as a lullaby, maybe you will touch its true appearance.”

Abe Seimei had no idea what secrets a lullaby had that deserved such a solemn exhortation from Xue Ji, but this did not prevent him from nodding out of respect.

Jiang Xue didn't say any more, and directly proved it with her performance.

"A Pillow of Yellow Liang" is still "A Pillow of Yellow Liang", but Abe Seimei is not the Abe Seimei who can listen to the complete song soberly.Halfway through the music, the young Onmyoji fell asleep unknowingly.

Jiang Xue looked at the sleeping young man lying on the ground next to him, saw him stretching his brows in his sleep, and couldn't help laughing.

The naive and talented teenager has never experienced anything that would allow him to hear the pain, despair and regret hidden in "One Pillow". He can simply listen to this piece of music as a lullaby. A philosophical and wise onmyoji, the innocent boy at this moment makes her want to smile even more, and she also wants to bless him to maintain this moment of innocence forever.

How long did it take for "Jiang Xue" to become the "Jiang Xue" of today, and how long will it take for "Abe Seimei" to become the "Abe Seimei" in the future?

Take a good rest, before you become the one who can understand the pain of Huang Liang Yimeng, enjoy your youthful time to the fullest, because those are the innocent and pure years that everyone can't repeat.

When the song was over, Jiang Xue put away the huqin, stretched her body, and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed something changed beside her.

The boy who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, but his long black hair turned completely white, and his demeanor was not at all like "Abe Seimei".

Jiang Xue looked at the other party in surprise, and asked, "Who are you? Why... are you possessed by Qingming?"

The visitor showed a smile on Abe Seimei's face, and said meaningfully: "I was still wondering who would have my power...so that's it. Son of the Black Dragon God, you got lost here and forgot to go back For the sake of the Black Dragon God, I advise you to go back earlier, before you can go back."

Jiang Xue immediately understood the identity of the visitor.

The one who gave her the ice crown to stabilize her soul and the ice sword as a weapon was Gao Longshen of Guichuan. Only Gao Longshen could say "I have my power in me"!

However, the dragon god of your ship did not stay long, and quickly left. Before leaving, she gave advice to the son of the white fox possessed by her.

Abe Seimei heard Gao Longshen's voice in his dream.

...Give up, Abe Seimei, that is not someone you can catch, she is like the wind, she will not stay for anyone, when it stops, there is only a moment of death.

Jiang Xue watched Abe Seimei fall, hurried over to help him, and gently put him aside, recalling Gao Longshen's advice, she couldn't help being puzzled.

Go back sooner, before you can go back—what does that mean?

Was it not a mere accident that she would return to this time?

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Gao Longshen looked at the two with sympathetic eyes.

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