Yume Shuro

"Brother Zhou, how is this Qin Zheng playing?" Prime Minister Sun Quan asked, with a look of maturity that did not belong to this age.However, the elder brother Zhou he was talking about seemed to be resting with his eyes closed at this moment, and had no intention of answering his question.

"Are you really drunk? You can't even hear the sound of the piano?" Lingxiu asked the silent husband in a low voice.

After a while, Zhou Yu shouted in a half-drunk voice, "I'm tired of listening to "High Mountain and Flowing Water", so I asked her to play another one."

The person behind the curtain didn't answer, the song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" was not over yet, the chords paused, and a new song was played again, the sound of gold and stone was in the ear, Lingxiu felt that this song was very familiar, and flashed in his mind that day Huai Shui With an elegant demeanor beside her, "This is... "Guangling San"?"

"Sister and sister, you and Gongjin are really a match made in heaven. This piece can only be appreciated by those who have a good temperament. In my ears, there are only scattered strings left." Sun Ce shook his head helplessly, and fell down again. A glass of wine can be drunk in an instant, even if Mrs. Sun can't persuade her.

"Brother Zhou, are you awake?" Sun Quan asked Zhou Yu with great interest, tasting the snacks on the table.

Just as Zhou Yu was about to answer, he suddenly raised his finger and said to the kabuki behind the curtain, "No, you played it wrong." The strings trembled and stopped, and the woman behind the curtain pushed aside the embroidered curtain and knelt down in front of the crowd. cowardly to apologize,

"General, concubine..." She raised her almond eyes halfway, her face paled, Lingxiu caught a glimpse of the face in front of her, and was taken aback for a moment,

Before everyone could open their mouths, Lingxiu hurriedly said, "Zhou Lang, it's not easy for her to have such an attainment. Why don't you leave her at our house and listen to her play a piece of music in your free time, how about it?" Lingxiu begged softly to her husband.

"It's all up to you, as long as you feel comfortable." Zhou Yu answered without hesitation, half drunk, and then turned to Sun Ce, "Brother Bo Fu, would you like to part with me?"

"Where is Gongjin? I don't understand the Qin Yin and Han rhythms. No one here appreciates such a superb piano art. It's better to be a good friend today."

"The little brother is practicing spiritual cultivation, so I would like to thank Brother Bofu." Zhou Yu raised his head and cupped his fists drunkenly to thank him.

"The concubine thanked Marquis Wu and General Zhou." The woman kowtowed to everyone, and then Qiao Wei said,

"Play the piano behind the curtain, it's just a song, it's not over yet."

"Yes, ma'am."

Sun Quan poured a glass of wine, but was stopped by Sun Ce when he was about to pass it to his lips. Sun Quan had no choice but to give up, and then turned to Zhou Yu and said, "I didn't expect Brother Zhou to have such a talent. Zhong Mou wanted to make a joke, but asked Brother Zhou to show off." It's gone." Sun Quan smiled lightly, as if there was a little more melancholy in the corners of his eyes.

One day, after the banquet, everyone went back home. Zhou Yu was already half awake from the wine, but Lingxiu seemed depressed, "What's the matter, did I make you unhappy?"

Lingxiu didn't look back, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or disgustingly and said, "The general is tired of listening to "High Mountain and Flowing Water", why bother to talk to each other?" She played that song when they first met, he said Tired of listening, Lingxiu felt unhappiness in his heart. He wanted to keep it in his heart, but somehow it was written on his face. When he asked, he said it again.

"I don't know what's the matter, so it's for this." Zhou Yu smiled, and pulled her to face himself, "My dear lady, "High Mountain and Flowing Water" is a song for bosom friends, and it's also a song for you and me to get acquainted, Gong Jin I only want to listen to Madam playing, I said I am tired of listening to it, but it’s just such a thing, I can’t talk about it in detail. How do you know Madam..."

"Am I not jealous?" Before Zhou Yu could finish speaking, Lingxiu categorically denied it.

"Jealous? Lingxiu, I don't understand what you're talking about. It's so good, what's the point of mentioning vinegar, vinegar... can I still use it for food?" Zhou Yu looked puzzled.

"Ah? You... really don't understand what I'm talking about?" Could it be pretending, could it be that... jealousy is an allusion of later generations. At this time, she really wanted to turn on the computer and Baidu to get rid of the anger in her heart. Doubt, why now... "Eh... It's fine if you don't understand, anyway, I'm not angry anymore." I wanted to explain, but unfortunately, in the scope of spiritual cultivation, jealousy is the most vernacular I really can't think of how to explain this basic word.

"It's good if you don't get angry, but I still have something to ask you. Why did you keep that kabuki?" Although she is good at playing the piano, it's not worth asking Bofu for her to let her stay in Zhou. In the mansion, Lingxiu's move really made him puzzled.

"She...is an old acquaintance of mine. We met by chance today, and she helped me in the past, so..." I don't know what happened to her, why she came here, and I have something to ask her face to face.

"So that's how it is. I have asked Lanxi to settle her down. If you want to find her, go find Lanxi." Once he returned to the mansion, he ordered Lanxi to arrange the matter. Spiritual maid.Zhou Yu hadn't asked her name yet, because in his opinion, these were irrelevant.

"Zhou Lang... Thank you very much." Originally, he wanted to ask why he didn't ask the reason carefully, but after a while, he only said this sentence.

"You and I, husband and wife, why bother to say thank you?" In just a few months, she was almost separated from life to death, and now she has lost it, as long as she is willing to stay by her side with peace of mind, there is nothing she can't agree to.What's more, a mere kabuki is such a trivial matter.