Evil Charm Luthier: Falling in love with the overbearing general's long gun

The gates of Luoyang City have already been closed, and the curfew has come, only a few lights are left on in the city, which are reserved for the watchmen.The whole city was dead silent in the middle of the night, with the occasional low cry of owls, adding to the desolation.The prosperity of the Eastern Capital had long since withered when the Spikes invaded, and the Tiance Mansion stationed here was also burned to the ground by the flames of war, leaving only broken walls and ruins, and the glory of the past can be faintly seen between the remaining bricks and tiles.

During the Anshi Rebellion, too many children of the Tiance Mansion died in battle. Fortunately, they were returned in horse leather shrouds, and more people were buried in the battlefield with their bones, sleeping peacefully in blood and fire.Half a year has passed since the war that wiped out history, and the Spike Army left in the Central Plains is a rabble, still lingering.But the city they destroyed was still destroyed after all.

Li Huanqiao still remembers the past about ten years ago, before he left Luoyang for Chang'an.The angry horse in fresh clothes is in full bloom, a young man with high spirits, happy in the rivers and lakes.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and the drowsy Li Huanqiao leaned forward suddenly, and he subconsciously touched the Jiuxiaoqin lying beside him.The bamboo stool lifted the curtain and said, "Sir, the city gate is locked." Li Huanqiao got out of the car and looked in the direction of the city gate. The lantern on the city wall was still hanging high, and the soldiers guarding the city were standing upright under the lantern. The bright red light showed his appearance in the darkness, but because the distance was too far, Li Huanqiao couldn't see clearly.

Li Huanqiao walked a few steps towards the city gate, and shouted at the guarding army: "Please open the city gate, sir." The people on the city wall replied: "The curfew is over, and we will enter the city tomorrow." Li Huanqiao stopped talking and went back to the city. In the carriage.Zhu Denger complained: "Mr. came to Luoyang by order. Not only did he not bring a soldier with him, but he is also being bullied by a gatekeeper." Li Huanqiao said: "Forget it, he is just doing his job."

The moon and stars were scarce, and the bamboo stool leaned against the big tree by the roadside to sleep, but Li Huanqiao was sleepless all night in the car.After several days of driving from Chang'an to Luoyang, he was already very tired, but now he stopped at the gate of Luoyang city, he couldn't get in, he couldn't sleep, his thoughts swept over him, drowning him in the illusory past.He put Jiuxiao on his lap, pressed the strings with his left hand, and plucked at will with his right hand, and the clear and lingering sound of the piano came out.

The sound of the piano is cold, just like the person playing it.The mountain stream rushes down with the sound of the zither, falling on the boulders and splashing white water.The sound of the piano blended with the sound of water, Li Chongxiao squinted his eyes and listened quietly, it was rare for him to have such a leisurely time.He has never heard the tune on the strings of the Guqin since he entered the Tiance Mansion.In the morning, the dew dripped from the branches and was picked up by the leaves. A gust of wind blew by, and the dew rolled down again, dripping on the peony flowers that had just bloomed. Li Chongxiao happened to be sitting next to the bright red peonies, his clothes were slightly wet.Two orioles chirped on the tree, but they couldn't reach Li Chongxiao's ears.In his eyes, when Li Huanqiao played the piano, everything in the world returned to him, and everything was silent, even his own breathing became insignificant.

After Li Huanqiao finished the song, Li Chongxiao hadn't woken up yet. When Li Huanqiao was about to leave with Jiuxiao in his arms, he stood up, rubbed his nose, and grinned: "When will I come to listen to you play the piano next time?"

"I don't know." Li Huanqiao is not tall, and holding Jiuxiao, his whole face was covered. Li Chongxiao couldn't see his expression, but he knew that he must be very happy, and he could hear it from his voice. his emotions.

Both teenagers are only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Qiandao Lake Changgemen, famous for its sword in the piano, also has a place in the rivers and lakes. It is also known as the three most elegant places in the Tang Dynasty along with Qingyan Wanhua Valley in Qinling Mountains and Qixiu Square by the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou.But Changgemen is very different from the other two schools, they have always been based on birth.Li Chongxiao always felt that Li Huanqiao didn't really like being around his fellow disciples.The first time he saw this person who was like a lotus emerging from water, he felt that he must be very lonely.

Layman Qinglian secretly came to Tiance Mansion to meet Li Chengen, Li Huanqiao just followed Li Bai quietly, without saying a word.When Taibai let him hang out by himself, he left with Jiuxiao on his back.

Li Chongxiao was about to line up for exercise, when he walked around to the Lingyan Pavilion, he saw a man in green and white clothes standing beside the stream.

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