Marriage by Heaven II

Great Zhou, Qiushui City.

Coming to Qiushui was purely by chance, but Shishi did it on purpose when he entered Liuyan Pavilion to be a luthier.She can't forget the mood when she first came to Qiushui and stood on the long street looking at the plaque of "Liuyan Pavilion" that has gone through years-the joy and emotion for no reason.

There is a sense of fate of seeking roots in my heart.

When she went, Liuyan Pavilion was in full swing to recruit luthiers.

Yunsuyuan was not called Yunsuyuan before, but Bailiyuan. Later, due to the wishes of the owner, Bailiyuan was changed to Bailiyuan.The old master passed away, and after the ups and downs of the years, all the things that should go have gone, and there is no one to serve the master who needs them to serve. Huahong Liulu returns to Qiushui City with a piano left by the master before his death.

The world has changed, the world has changed, the owner of the Liuyan Pavilion has not changed, and the flowers are red, willows and greens are back, and Yun Yuan warmly receives them.Seeing things and thinking about people, I couldn't stand it anymore, the plaque of Baili Courtyard was taken down, and since then, Baili Courtyard has become Yunsu Courtyard.

"How long have you been guarding this yard? It's been almost 20 years." The fragrance of tea is lingering, and the owner, Yun Yuan, has no pretensions. He has been with her for many years.

Huahong smiled: "It's almost 20 years."

As the time passed, they were all thrown in the red car passing by and couldn't get out. All they could do was stay in their master's old residence, deceiving themselves and others, as if those who passed away would return one day.

At the beginning Mrs. Zhou passed away suddenly, and the people of Xunyang City mourned for her. The grief of Yuan and Zhou Houses need not be mentioned. I can't remember which year it was, but the little master Xingzhuo disappeared from the world.

When the little master was around, the Patriarch could still feel a little bit of comfort, but when the little master was gone, the heavens and the earth would ruthlessly abandon her.

Later, the head of the family also left, and he did not know where he was going.

The big and small masters disappeared without a trace, the flowers were red, willows and green were loyal for half of their lives, and they obeyed their wishes and chose to spend the rest of their lives chatting in the Liuyan Pavilion.

After the baptism of time, Huahong's temperament has become calmer, Liulu has become taciturn, and Yunyuan has seen their changes, and he can't say good or bad.

People have loyalty, and their loyalty was given to Qin Ji. Qin Ji left, and her loyalty was in vain. Yun Yuan held the small bamboo cup and pondered for a while, and felt that the words of comfort were too pale.

She changed her voice: "There is a new luthier coming to the museum."

I don't know if it was the reason for that person's death, but once she left, Da Zhou Qin Dao remained in that era and almost became extinct.When she was there, people in the world didn't feel anything, and when she was gone, no matter it was Liuyan Hall or other places, the music with aura and charm of the past would no longer be heard.

Yun Yuan felt deeply regretful.

As the name suggests, Qin Ji was born for Qin and also for love.Fanghua died young, and the world lost a touch of coldness and snow, and there is no other girl like her who came out of the world in ice and snow.

Yuan fourteen.

She let out a long sigh in her heart.

Liu Lu seldom speaks in recent years, following her master as a slave, Yuan Shishi's cold, arrogant and indifferent, she only learned to be reticent, drinking the tea in the bamboo cup silently, the fragrance of the tea lasts for a long time, and the aftertaste is sweet.

The servant walked briskly into the Yunsu Courtyard, bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, his tone inevitably excited: "Go back to the master, the luthier has been found!"

Without much trouble, Shisi became the youngest gold-medal luthier in Liuyan Hall. On the way to meet the owner of the hall, doubts arose in her heart-this road became more and more familiar.

Walking to a courtyard, she subconsciously looked up at the plaque hanging on the courtyard gate.

"Cloud, crisp, courtyard."

This is unfamiliar.

She shook her head, shaking off the confusion in her heart.

"Luther, please. The owner is inside."

It is inconvenient for the maid who leads the way to go in, and the two girls, Hua Hong Liu Lu, who live in the courtyard, don't like too many idle people in the courtyard, saying that it will spoil the tranquility there.

Fourteen nods and raises his legs to enter.

She has a good appearance, with an indescribably gentle temperament around her, and a fledgling aura in the corners of her eyes and brows. After leaving Zheyun Mountain and the sight of the daytime scene, she seems to have grown up overnight.

In the seemingly endless lust, she opened her own fragrance.

It's not a pretense to please someone, and it's not a show of weakness to win Master's sympathy, so that she is more like the real her, who is frank and fearless, with a breeze in her arms.

Fading away her inferiority complex and innocence, the confidence and composure poured out by the meager love she can perceive.From a young girl to a woman, after going through the personnel affairs, she wandered alone.

Here, no one would treat her as a child.

Fourteen enjoys this feeling, her eyebrows are picturesque, her almond eyes are slightly curved.

The spring breeze was blowing against her face, lifting the broken hair around her ears, and the plants and trees in the small courtyard fluttered along with the wind. The familiar feeling was advancing inch by inch, and her clear eyes passed a touch of darkness calmly.

Yun Yuan looked at the girl standing in front of him and asked, "Are you the new luthier recruited by Liuyan House? Do you know the development history of Liuyan House in the past 30 years?"

"Understood. I heard someone say it before I came here."

She is neither humble nor overbearing, seemingly meek and humble, with aloofness in her bones, one can tell at a glance that she is a noble person who grew up among thousands of pampers.Yun Yuan didn't ask her how she came here, nor how did she hear about it, so she casually said, "Play a song?"

"it is good."

Plucking the strings with plain hands, the sound of the piano is like clouds and mist. The birds are touched by the melody and hover over the small courtyard. The bold birds and butterflies scramble to land on the girl's shoulders first.

This is not over yet.

The pear tree in the yard that had stopped growing for many years took out tender buds in the spring breeze, and Liu Lu stared blankly at the new green dyed by the dead branch, and murmured: "Alive?"

Fourteen's qin was taught by Zhou Jing, she was born suitable for playing the qin, no matter how tattered the qin is under her fingers, it can radiate a new vitality, she was born with the qin, if there is something hidden in the sound of the qin, The piano is love, and only those with rich emotions and delicate thoughts can play a wonderful sound that resonates with the soul.

She proved her strength with a song, and didn't care about the strange and complicated eyes flashed by the owner and the two women when they looked at her.

"Can I be the gold medal luthier of Liuyan Pavilion?"

If this is not possible, then who can?

Yun Yuan's expression vividly answered her question.Fourteen smiled and said, "I can stay in the museum for a month at most. If it takes longer, my family will come to look for it."

She thought very simply, if Master came looking for her, she would follow Master.You can go anywhere, travel around the mountains and rivers, or go back and forth with her to continue to cultivate your relationship.

She can feel that Master is not unmoved, otherwise he would not want her so greedily. Now that her waist and legs have not recovered from the soreness, thinking of the daytime scene, her heart beats like a drum. Because she is in front of others, she can only face her. Press down without changing color.

Only staying for a month is something Yun Yuan never thought about.However, thinking about it, seeing the girl's noble appearance, she must be from an extraordinary family background. The ability to revive a pear tree that has withered for more than [-] years with a song is most likely from a Kyushu cultivation family.

She weighed it again and again.

Fourteen was invited by the servants to the small courtyard prepared for her. Before she left, she looked back and asked, "Is the owner of this small courtyard the luthier named 'Qin Ji'?"

"Yes." It was Liu Lu who stood up who answered her words.

"Oh, that's it." She turned and left.

People walked out of Yunsu Courtyard, and the courtyard was silent for a long time.Another gust of spring breeze blew, and Yun Yuan sighed, "Do you feel that she..."

"She is like my master."

There was a moment of silence in Yunsu courtyard.

……

In Qingtan Courtyard, Fourteen sat under a tree in a daze.

Twenty years ago, there were four gold-lettered signboards in Liuyan Pavilion.

The first of the four talented women is the woman named 'Qin Ji', Qin Ji, Qin Ji. The name sounds very casual, but after chewing on it for a long time, it actually has a kind of elegance of cutting out the complicated and simplifying it.

Qin Ji married a top 'man' in the world, and countless people in Qiushui City still miss her fairy music.

Mo Qi has become the wife of the Xiao family, a loving husband and wife, with many children and grandchildren.

On the third day after Lian Shu became a merchant's concubine, she was killed by the head of the house. It is embarrassing that the former talented woman with long sleeves, dancing and calligraphy has come to such an end.

As for the drawing... Fourteen entered this sect and hadn't seen the girl who spent her whole life chasing fame and guarding herself like jade.It's not appropriate to call her a girl, after all, Wanhua is in her 40s and is an old signboard of Liuyan House.

She was thinking of 'Wan Hua' in her heart, and Wan Hua came to the door just at this time.

I learned from the owner of Yunyuan Hall that a girl whose piano skills are comparable to Qin Ji came here today, so she came forward with a lazy body on her arm, and looked at her carefully when she met her.

Perhaps it was Qin Ji who left a deep impression on her heart in the past. She spent her whole life trying to catch up with her in painting. She was obviously the one who held the painting in Liuyan Pavilion, but she was defeated by the person who held the piano. She has been unwilling for decades.

Qin Ji died, her resentment became a tree without roots, and now she saw someone who was similar to Qin Ji in the museum owner's mouth, she said: "You and I compare the way of Danqing."

baffling.

Fourteen smiled: "Sister, I don't compare with you."

Her smile, like a mountain flower, is completely different from Qin Ji's smile, which has the beauty of melting ice and snow, and has its own value.

A picture of a person in his 40s was sweetly called "sister" by a young and bright girl, and his face turned pale.I thought to myself, if Qin Ji is not so cold and repulsive, I should call her "sister" according to her age.

For an inexplicable reason, she looked at the young luthier with bright eyes and bright teeth, and said softly, "Why don't you compare with me?"

"Because my sister is no match for me."

Wan Hua froze the smile in his eyes.

so similar.

This kind of arrogance that doesn't take people seriously.

"How do you know I can't compare?"

"But it's a comparison, my sister doesn't want to taste the taste of admitting defeat."

She saw through her essence of being strong by name at a glance, holding the picture in a daze, and the old past rushed to her face.

She was stuck in the past and couldn't break free. Fourteenth saw that she was about to fall into a demon, so he patted her shoulder lightly with one hand, his eyes were gentle: "Sister, you're back to your senses."

After pulling the painting, I realized that I was in a cold sweat, said "Thank you", and hurried away.

She came and went in a hurry, Shisi jumped to the roof, and the servant who came to invite someone searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone, but she couldn't bear the man running around like a headless chicken, and shouted: "Are you Are you looking for me?"

"Ah! Miss Fourteen!"

Fourteen frowned: "Well, I am. What do you want from me?" She sat up from the roof.

The man looked at her obediently, and his face was blushing: "Qing and Qingtan courtyards are not suitable for luthiers to live in. The curator wants me to ask the luthier to move to Baili courtyard."

"White Beaver Courtyard?" An inexplicable throbbing flashed from the tip of his heart, Fourteen asked, "Where is White Beaver Courtyard?"

"The White Beaver Courtyard is the Yunsu Courtyard that the luthier went to."

"Then why is it called White Beaver Courtyard now?"

The servant scratched his head and was almost dizzy. After clearing his mind, he said in an orderly manner: "The name of the courtyard has been changed back by the two aunts Huahongliulu. The previous plaques are all hung up."

He didn't understand why the luthier would bother with such trivial matters, so he wiped off his sweat: "Luthier, please."

The plaque in front of her eyes was changed from [Yunsu Yard] to [Bai Li Yard]. The girl stood a few steps away and stared at it, her body motionless: "Who wrote this word?"

She had a lot of questions, but luckily her voice was beautiful, and the servant proudly said, "It was written by the former master, her husband-in-law."

He didn't say who that person was. Nowadays, everyone in the Kyushu mainland avoids that person's name. In the era of prosperous aura, calling out the name may disturb the other party.

"His husband?" The girl was furious: "Nonsense!" This, this is clearly Master's handwriting!

The servant didn't understand why the well-behaved luthier got angry. He kept his head low and felt wronged in his heart: "How dare you deceive the luthier? The words on the plaque were indeed written by the master's husband. My aunt. There are many people who know about this, if you still don’t believe me, the old people in Liuyan Pavilion can also testify.”

Fourteen was nailed to the spot by his words, and a chill came up from the soles of his feet - yes, yes!The crazy affair all night confused her so much that she almost forgot that Master had had two women.

It was at this time that the emotion at the tip of her heart shook violently, she lost her mind and fainted and fell to the ground.