Qinxi

The days passed like this, Duan Wang and Dumb both chose to ignore the unpleasant period, and still played chess and listened to music.

In the blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. The king recently felt comfortable and had a big banquet for his ministers and saw off his second son at the same time.

Tomorrow, King Duan will go back to the army.

Naturally, the theater troupe was indispensable to add to the fun, and after a scene was busy, they went to the brothel again.

mid-autumn month.The brothel is much deserted.The local benefactors all went home to reunite and admire the moon, only those wandering wanderers gathered in the brothel to live and dream.And the women in the brothel are all poor people with nowhere to go.

The same people who have fallen in the end of the world meet each other by fate and never get drunk.

Brother Magpie didn't want to come, but everyone laughed at him because he wanted to go home and enjoy the world of two people, and didn't bother to be with his brothers, so he came back with a blushing face and dumb.

Because of his handsome appearance, the girls all know how to stay close to him, so as not to be bored by comparison.He didn't think much about it here. As for the mute, he was very popular. Although he couldn't say anything, the gentle and stable temperament around him really made these very insecure girls attached to him.

The mute is very reluctant to be too far away from his son, but even though he is so perfunctory, he still can't get away.Until a familiar tune sounded, he stopped his wine glass in a daze, and stared at the qin player intently.

At some point, the happy men and women quieted down.

The moon is as cool as water, and the sound of the piano is like tears.

The gurgling flows through people's hearts, and flows directly into the emptiness after the powder makeup.

After the song, the audience was silent.

The woman restrained her face and skirt, her red lips parted lightly:

"I'm not talented in autumn, I made you laugh."

She looked at the mute with some desolate eyes.These words seem to be said to him.

The mute frowned, and recognized the song. This person was met in Prince Duan's mansion that day. An inexplicable excitement surged in his heart, and he gesticulated with his hands happily.

It's just that the magpie glanced lazily, curled his lips and turned casually:

"The girl played well."

Unexpectedly, when Qin Nu heard the words, her autumn-like eyes immediately flashed with joy, and she said with a smile:

"Qiu Shui is lucky to have three lives, and he is praised by Mr. Duan. Who in the world does not know that Mr. Duan of Jianghuai is a master of piano and sword. This time, Qiu Shui will be envied by his sisters!"

The mute was a little surprised, he thought that the Qin girl was talking to him because of a chance meeting in Prince Duan's mansion, but in these words, she knew her identity, and when she thought about the old fox, she immediately understood.

'The girl is from Jianghuai? '

"Yes. Qiushui learned to play the piano since he was a child. He traveled here and there, but never returned to his hometown. The former King Duan returned to his mansion, and he was lucky to play music. Now that King Duan returns to the camp, Qiushui will naturally return to his original place to live. It is hard to meet the son again. Congratulations. Speaking of being destined to go out of the hometown with the young master, Qiu Shui dared to ask Mr. Duan to play a Que country song, which is considered to be home once, and there will be no more worries in this life."

Qin Nu smiled lightly, but it was very desolate.The mute took the piano, pondered for a moment, plucked the strings on the rotating shaft, and spun a song "Butterfly Loves Flowers", pouring under the moon.

The lights of thousands of households, the laughter of thousands of words.Get together, stay together, there is no glory, no wealth, but I hope not to be separated.But why can such a simple wish not be possessed?

Searching and searching, walking and stopping, crying thousands of lines and no one to comfort.

How many times have there been joys and sorrows on the stage, watching and laughing, laughing and crying.

Are you laughing at yourself?Or cry goodbye?

This play, this life, what is the difference?

Who is not performing a unique play?It's just unfortunate that I got such a bitter scene.

Who is to blame?Who do you pity?

I thought that the beauty was in my arms, and the worry of returning home could be dispelled for a moment, but this is like the sound of a moon zither, which is extremely beautiful and extremely painful.Turned into an inexhaustible net, entangled layer by layer, unable to escape!

The beauty smiles and tears a thousand lines: the wanderer is homesick and worried.

However, a Nanke dream is no match for a country song.

"The moonlight stretches thousands of miles, the tobacco on the riverside, the dry lotus and the autumn heart.

Going home and talking about mulberry and hemp together, can there be mallards and geese full of Huitang?

The fisherman's song is sung to anyone in the evening, looking for a boat without a plan, and wandering into the cold river.

Half of his life is scattered and half away, Mo Deng looks at the sky from the tall building. "

On the way home, the two were silent.

Brother Magpie knew that the mute was crying, and when he lowered his head to close the piano, he put his hands over his eyes as if nothing had happened.

That's right, for the mute, Jianghuai is his real home.There was his family there, his past.

If one day I can be released, I will definitely go back!

I am just a passer-by in his life, just a temporary resting place.

But dumb, do you know that for me, you are the only home.

Duan Ling, Mr. Duan, why is it you?

If you want me, why should I leave you?

The door of the small courtyard was open, and as soon as he entered, he heard a burst of hearty laughter.

"I'm still thinking about how happy you are. You even forgot to go home. Who knows it's so miserable? Could it be that I'm leaving tomorrow and I can't bear it?" Duan Wang walked out of the room, smiling facelessly.

Brother Que rolled his eyes at him, and said: "I don't know why Duan Wang broke into the private house at night? There is nothing good in the shabby house. If you dirty Duan Wang's shoes carefully, you can't afford to pay for the small ones."

"This is what I said, hey, Brother Mo, your daughter-in-law's mouth is so poisonous, you have to take care of it——"

"Bah! You are just a daughter-in-law! Get out of here! I hope you die on the battlefield and don't come back!"

"My magpie, how can you be so cruel!"

"..."

Brother Magpie got angry and ignored him.Duan Wang put on a serious look and said:

"Isn't this going to leave tomorrow, so I'm here to catch up and say goodbye."

"Friends are not counted, how dare you climb high! Don't be so sensational, it's like saying goodbye, and it's not like you won't come back." Brother Que said stubbornly, but still felt a little sentimental in his heart.

"Why isn't it a farewell? Father is not in good health. I'm afraid it will be another year or two when I leave. In the frontier fortress, how do you know that the court is full of wind and clouds. You don't understand, 'ruthless is the emperor's family'. Father As soon as I go, the one who ascends to the throne must be the eldest brother, and he has always regarded me as a thorn in the side, with a piece of imperial life, how can I survive? So, let’s say today is the farewell!"

"How come, then don't go, just stay in the court."

"I'm afraid I will die sooner." Duan Wang smiled wryly, "However, people have to die. I would rather die in battle than become a ghost under the knife for no reason.

People say, 'If you are sad, you will be parted, and if you are happy, you will get to know each other'.It is enough to have a confidant in a lifetime!What's more, I still have these three confidants, so I have no regrets in this life! "

Duan Wang's words were soul-stirring, bold and uninhibited.

Maybe he was born in the wrong place, and his nature is to be a general who commands thousands of troops, not an emperor's family.

"Okay, enough of the ramblings? I don't have the time to stay up late at night and gossip with you." In the room, a young man walked out of the room.Dressed in white, with clear eyes.

It was the kind doctor.

"Hey, Ah Xuan, thank you for your help. Actually, before I leave, I want to compete with Brother Mo."

"What? Still competing? You were hurt like this last time, are you still not satisfied?"

"This..." Duan Wang looked at the furry Que'er guarding the people behind him.Very speechless.Last time it was clearly a bitter trick, a bitter trick!

Reluctantly, he didn't dare to expose it, so he had to apologize:

"Absolutely not this time. I brought the sword specially. The last time Brother Mo played the flute, he didn't show his strength yet, right?"

'Let me go. '

The mute gestured to Brother Magpie and smiled reassuringly.

He knew in his heart that this was by no means a simple competition.

When the sword is in the hand, there is a heavy feeling, as if what is held in the hand is not a sword, but the weight of life.

Brother Que stood beside the doctor very worriedly, and the doctor looked indifferent, playing with a thin silver needle in his hand, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The long sword is out of its sheath, the cold moon is lonely, the shadows of flowers are slanting, and the shadows of swords are messy.

The cold wind blows and pierces the bones, and the iron cavalry smashes through the mountains and rivers.

This is not a competition, it is clearly a duel of fate!

The sword is ruthless, approaching the vital point.The ghosts are impermanent, and the wind is turbulent.Nothing could go wrong.

Sword Qi knocked down an autumn leaf.

The leaves fall, the game is settled.

An inch closer, and King Duan's blood spattered coldly!

"Hahaha! As expected of Mr. Jianghuai Duan! Strong enough! I can feel at ease like this! I can't protect him, so please protect him!" Duan Wang laughed wildly, ignoring his trembling, the sharp sword slammed The skin on his neck was cut and blood flowed.

Laughing like a madman.

Laughing that everyone is drunk and he is awake alone, and everyone is awake and he is drunk alone!

The mute stared at him for a long time, then nodded solemnly.

nature.I will protect him even if I risk my life.

"The morning rain in Weicheng, light dust in an instant. Sprinkle the greenness all over the guest house, make it soft and condensed, and a thousand wisps of willows will be new. Sprinkle the greenness all over the guest house, and a thousand wisps of willow will be new. Don't worry, I advise you to drink a glass of wine, life will be Few, since ancient times, wealth and fame have been defined. Don’t send your appearance to be thin. Don’t worry, I advise you to drink a glass of wine. I’m afraid that when you leave Yangguan in the west, you will travel like a dream, and there will be no old friends in front of you..."

A song "Three Folds of Yangguan", sang all the farewell.

King Duan did not expect that this brother Que, who was used to singing lingering operas, would also sing such a desolate song.

He didn't expect that being young and frivolous would not be able to withstand the polishing of the years.

Life in this world is involuntary.

The author has something to say: Note: "Sorrow is not sorrow, life is farewell..." Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs Shao Siming"

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