Peerless luthier

The Story of Han Yi and Zhong Han

"Such a fortune at such a young age. The future is boundless."

"In this case, let's study further."

Zhong Han stood where he was.Clenched hands.Listening to the old master turning his head back.Whispering with several luthiers.

He was anxiously waiting for their decision.

at last.The well-known old master walked up to him: "From today onwards, you are the Qinzi of my Yunying Academy. I hope you can live up to everyone's expectations. You may have deeper attainments."

Zhong Han quickly knelt down and saluted: "Thank you, Master."

Spring goes and winter comes.The years fly by.In a blink of an eye.Zhong Han was appreciated by famous families in Andu for his talent. 15 years old.Zhong Han from Yunying Academy.He successfully entered the Han Palace to be a luthier.

It was cloudy and light rain that day.Zhong Han's father led him to stand outside the high courtyard wall.Go to the red door.

Zhong Han raised his head.See the three gold-plated characters above...Han Wangfu.

The palace is the deep house compound.The labyrinth-like corridors are full of luxurious and grand halls.Zhong Han and his father went down to the garden led by the servants of the Han Palace.

At that time, the old Han prince was holding a cup of tea.Looking at the grape vines winding around the bamboo poles.Zhong Han felt a little nervous under his gaze.

Father had a few words with the old Lord Han.Old Lord Han smiled from time to time.Zhong Han faintly felt that he was not as scared as before.

"Zhong Han. Go and play a song."

Zhong Han said: "Yes."

Sit on a bamboo bench in the garden.Zhong Han plays the piano.

The boy looked very attentive.The sound of the piano is also very beautiful.

The old prince Han seemed to be very appreciative.On the same day, someone was sent to arrange his accommodation expenses.Father was very grateful for that.

The old prince Han smiled: "This king loved silk and bamboo music when he was young. You can live in peace of mind."

After speaking, he left.Zhong Han stood silently.Keep the generosity and benevolence of the old Han prince in my heart.

Father said: "I had a chance today. It is considered a blessing. I have been looking forward to your success. Now forget it."

Zhong Han said: "Father..."

Father said: "After I leave, you must be honest in the Han Palace. Don't do things you shouldn't do."

"Yes."

Father sighed.Pat him on the shoulder: "I should go too."

Zhong Han's eyes turned red: "Father, you have to take care of yourself. If you have time, I will go back to see you."

Father agreed.

Watching his back. The 15-year-old Zhong Han felt a little sad.

that night.He dared not disturb others.After eating and bathing obediently.Just sit in the room.Light a candle.Staring at the halo in a daze.

In silence.Some homesick.

After a few days.No one has been looking for him.Zhong Han became bolder.After all, he is a 15-year-old boy.He walked around the courtyard.There are a lot of empty places.He stayed for a while.It's a bit boring.

It's more remote here.It's quiet and peaceful.But something always felt missing.Zhong Han sat on the stone bench.Watching the ants scurrying by on the ground.

one day.The gardener's pickaxe passed him.

Zhong Han walked out of the courtyard.The gardener greeted him.

Zhong Han thought about it.Ask: "Do you have any unused saplings or something?"

The gardener said, "You want to plant it in the yard."

It was guessed so quickly.His face flushed slightly.nodded.

The gardener uncle smiled heartily: "Okay. Plant it now. The housekeeper also ordered to grow some things on weekdays. Look. How about planting some green bamboo here."

Zhong Han hurriedly said: "Okay."

that day.He followed the uncle gardener to work behind him.At that time, the green bamboos were not as green as ten years later.Zhong Han wiped the sweat from his forehead.A childish smile appeared.

after.The gardener uncle planted some flowers when he was free.The sapling brought some to Zhong Han.Zhong Han cultivated carefully when he had nothing to do.

Gradually.The empty space in the courtyard is full of life.It's spring time.It is even more colorful.Like a small garden.

In winter time.The old Lord Han summoned him for the fourth time.Zhong Han changed into a blue luthier robe.Put on the piano and go to the hall.

It was a small gathering.All the faces are familiar.People of that generation are older.He treated Zhong Han politely when he was a teenager.If you are in a good mood, reward him with something.

After the salute.He took his seat behind the piano curtain.The old Lord Han raised his hand.motioned for him to start.

Zhong Han lowered his head.Fuqin.

The guests were drinking tea and chatting leisurely.gradually.stop.He said softly: "The luthier's technique has become a bit more refined."

Old Lord Han looked at the boy who was playing the piano.Said: "Zhong Han is talented and intelligent. He has a high level of comprehension. This king plans to let him teach Han Yi how to practice the piano."

The old friends nodded one after another: "His piano skills are qualified. At this age, he may be better than those taught by those old men."

The old Han prince was satisfied.

After a few days.Zhong Han was called to Dongyuan by his servants.

Zhong Han is not familiar with this place.Said: "This is."

The servant said: "This is the place where the son lives. The son returns to the mansion today. You will wait here."

The servant glanced at his clothes.nodded.He said again: "Although it is still decent. But you still have to smooth out the wrinkles."

Zhong Han hurriedly followed suit.Smooth out the creases on the sides of the gown.

Shizi.

Zhong Han lived there for nearly half a year.Didn't even know about it.

Waited for nearly half an hour.Voices were heard.

"The bachelor appreciates you a lot this time. Go back in the future. Thank you very much."

"Yes. My son remembered it."

"Go back after the cold season."

"Yes. Go back about spring."

He heard the voice of the old Lord Han.Another was an unfamiliar voice.

"My lord. The magistrate is asking to see you."

"Father, let's go first. My son will go back on his own."

Behind the winter plums that have not yet opened.Get out of a team.At the head was a stranger.

Maybe a few years older than Zhong Han.He is tall.Wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with gold silk.There is a cold and noble air between his brows... He is a very stern young man.

The leading servant shouted congratulations loudly.salute.

Zhong Han, who was hiding in the crowd, took pictures of gourds.Kneeling on the ground with head down.

The boy seemed to be smiling slightly.Said: "Thank you. Get up."

He strode in.

Zhong Han looked at the servants.Obviously waited for so long.Only one sentence was changed.They didn't complain at all.

Even flattered by a simple thank you.

The servant who brought him said: "From now on, you will live in this Dongyuan. Please come with me."

Zhong Han thanked you.

But my heart is thinking about the flowers and plants in the remote courtyard.

After all, Dongyuan is where the prince lives.The layout is very particular.In the courtyard is a flowing fountain.There are also ornamental fishes one after another in the water pool.

The corridors are all connected together.while walking.Zhong Yi couldn't tell the direction.

Fortunately, the servant waited for him: "Remember. From here, turn left. Turn right. You will be in the third building ahead. Take another road..."

Zhong Han was dizzy.He had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry. Can you lead me through?"

The servant glanced at him.Said: "Okay. You have to remember. Your room is arranged outside the Shizi's courtyard. Don't go in by mistake. Otherwise...you can hear me clearly."

"Yes. I will be careful."

Zhong Han followed behind the servant.Go left and right.I don't know how long it's been around.The servant finally stopped.

He turned back: "It's here..."

Zhong Han looked at him in confusion.

The servant sighed: "You are like this. I am very worried."

The domestic servant was right to be worried.Not long after Zhong Han moved in.He went to the wrong place smoothly.

"Uh. No." Withdrawing his feet.Turn direction.

"No." Turn around.

"Still...wrong."

"Here... what exactly is it?"

However, the owner of Dongyuan doesn't like the service of many servants.So go around.Zhong Han went around for a long time without seeing a single person.

Is it possible to wait here for someone to pass by.

Zhong Han leaned weakly against the pillar.He also didn't know where he went.Looking at the plum potted plants next to it.Thinking of the piano score.

"Hey. Carillonist. What are you doing here."

A tall and burly man stood in front of him.

Finally someone came.

Zhong Han stood up: "I. That. I got lost. I couldn't find a room."

The burly man laughed out loud.Said: "Then you are really capable. They have all been transferred to the weapon room." He suppressed his smile.Su Rong said: "However. This is not the place you should come to. Forget it this time. Go back."

Zhong Han quickly thanked him.

It was close to dinner time.Zhong Han was lucky enough to meet several maids.Was made fun of.He returned smoothly with a blushing face.

After a few days.When he was practicing piano in his room, he heard a knock on the door.

Zhong Han was slightly puzzled.No one comes here on weekdays.Who came to find him so late.

Still wearing a thick coat.Zhong Han opened the door.

A strange servant looked at him coldly: "It takes so long to open the door. The prince is in a hurry."

Zhong Han said: "It was summoned by the prince." He hurriedly said: "I'm going to change clothes now."

The servant shook his head: "No need. You can just take the piano."

This servant was probably brought by the prince's side.It is different from the servants in the palace.cold.Difficult to talk to.

Zhong Han carries the piano on his back.Muffled followed behind him.

It's going around again.Zhong Han simply ignored the lit lanterns.

finally.stopped at one place.

The servant led him into the room.Lighted the lamp by the door.Respectfully said: "My son, the carolinist has arrived."

There was a slightly muffled voice from inside.Like water in a deep pool.Mellow and beautiful.

"please come in."

Zhong Han walked in.On the left is a study.Open the door slightly.A whole row of ebony bookcases can be seen against the wall.

Zhong Han turned around.The servant is closing the door.Nod to him.

It was warm in the room.Zhong Han felt that his palms were sweating.

The feeling of entering this magnificent palace for the first time came out again.

Han Yi sat at the desk.Turned a page of the book.He raised his eyebrows.Put down the book.Said: "Why don't you come in?"

Zhong Han was shocked.Hastily stepped into the study.Stand before the threshold.See the prince sitting in the light.

"I have met the prince." Zhong Han saluted politely.

"Get up." Han Yi said, "Tonight. My son calls you..." After he saw Zhong Han's appearance clearly.paused.

then.chuckled.

gratuitous.Look at his smile.Zhong Han slowly let go of his tightly clenched hands.He also raised the corners of his lips slightly.Showing a clean green smile.

Many years have passed.Han Yi recalled his first meeting with Zhong Han.Swipe a pen and write: Smile before meeting each other, and you will live your life after the first meeting.

Only by looking back at you, I think about the future and the evening of you.