This ancient street is quiet and quiet, and pedestrians subconsciously slow down when passing by. The old people setting up street stalls on both sides of the ancient street are gathered together in twos and threes. Although they are talking, their voices are not very loud, so everything here
It seems rather unusual.
Although Qin Xuan had already made some guesses in his mind, he was not anxious. He just casually glanced along the ancient street to appreciate the charm!
When he walked to an old man's stall, Qin Xuan saw some ancient books and paintings and other old items, which perfectly complemented this ancient street!
Qin Xuan did not stop, because these things were of no use to him. He continued walking along the ancient street, but the things he saw on the stalls were all old items, and Qin Xuan couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.
Maybe these old people have nothing to do and sell some old things at home. Not only can they make a little money, but they can also have fun. After all, if the old people stay at home all the time, they will feel extremely dull. How can they be there?
The tranquility and elegance come here!
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, looking at everything in front of him, he only had this guess, and judging from the happy expressions of the old people, Qin Xuan knew that his guess might be right.
Wandering in this quiet ancient street, there is no worldly glitz, no worldly ties, no worldly helplessness, and only the tranquility and freedom of the soul, and the peace of life!
Qin Xuan suddenly felt that the old people here might be happy. Although they set up street stalls and sold things that were not worth a few dollars, what they gained was a day of joy and spiritual satisfaction!
Qin Xuan had an indifferent smile on his face as he strolled through the ancient streets, his eyes wandering freely. Looking at everything, his soul fell into a state of tranquility and tranquility!
Suddenly, Qin Xuan stopped in front of an old man's stall.
This old man has white beard and hair, but has a ruddy face. He is dressed in ordinary clothes, but has a full smile. His eyes are cloudy, but his eyes flash from time to time. The old man's body exudes a faint aura of worldliness, making him look like a master from this world.
In front of the old man, a square grid was placed on the ground, with some ancient books and musical instruments placed on it. However, looking at the color, they all looked a bit mottled and old, as if they had been there for a while.
"Young man, what do you want to buy?"
Seeing Qin Xuan stamp his feet, the old man slowly raised his head, looked at Qin Xuan, and asked softly with a faint smile.
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, paused in front of the stall, lowered his voice and asked: "Old man, what are you selling?"
Perhaps because he saw someone suddenly talking to him, the old man also felt happy on his face. He gently touched his beard and said with a smile: "These are things from home. They were left behind a long time ago. If they are left there, they will not be forgotten."
No one was taking care of it and I had nothing to do, so I took it out and sold it for fun."
Seeing Qin Xuan looking at something in front of his stall, the old man took out a stool from behind him, put it in front of Qin Xuan, and said with a smile: "Young man, I think you have nothing to do, why don't you sit down and take your time?"
look!"
After hearing what the old man said, Qin Xuan put down what he was holding, took the stool, thanked him, and sat next to the old man.
"Young man, is there anyone you like?"
After seeing Qin Xuan looking at it for a while, the old man couldn't help but asked with a smile. In fact, he just wanted to talk to Qin Xuan. He sat here for a long time, bored and idle. Although he had a book to accompany him, he read for a while and couldn't help but ask.
A bit boring.
Now that he saw Qin Xuan in front of him, the old man wanted to talk to Qin Xuan, even though Qin Xuan was just a stranger in his life.
"Haha, old man, it seems that your books have been around for a while, but they are all in the Four Books and Five Classics category. Isn't there anything else?"
Chin
Just let it go.
"Haha, these things of mine have all been passed down, but now, no one reads these books. I have kept them here for these days, but not a single one has been sold!"
The old man smiled faintly, and then continued: "Look at those books. They are all about music and art. One of them seems to have recorded some music, but I can't understand it either, haha!
"
Qin Xuan followed the direction of the old man's fingers and took out the books as instructed.
Opening a book casually, it was written in ancient script. Qin Xuan couldn't help but glance at the old man. He didn't expect that the old man could actually recognize ancient script. It seemed that the other person was a very knowledgeable person!
As if he was aware of Qin Xuan's thoughts, the old man shook his head and chuckled: "Young man, I don't know any ancient style. My granddaughter found this for me on the computer. I only know the title of the book!
"
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, turned his attention to the book again, and read it carefully, but found that they were all poems and songs, but there was a little knowledge about music.
"Young man, do you know those fonts?"
Seeing Qin Xuan holding the book he didn't recognize and reading it very seriously, the old man couldn't help but ask aloud, with an imperceptible light flashing in his eyes.
"Haha, I have studied these ancient fonts before, so I know a thing or two about them."
Qin Xuan closed the book in his hand and smiled softly.
"Haha, young man, you are really amazing. People like you are rare nowadays. Many people read these books of mine, some of them are even very knowledgeable people, but they don't know these fonts.
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After hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man's face showed a look of relief, full of admiration.
"Haha, I'm just interested in these ancient fonts, so I've learned a few more, but I may not be able to do the others!"
Qin Xuan glanced at the old man and saw that his face was full of relief, and he said modestly.
"Haha, young man, at your age, it is good to be more modest. Study more and it may be of great help to you in the future."
The old man looked at Qin Xuan and nodded. He seemed to like Qin Xuan's modesty and studiousness, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Haha, what you said, old man, is that the younger generation has learned a lesson!"
Qin Xuan cupped his hands and said with a smile that although he and the old man did not know each other and only chatted for a while, Qin Xuan felt a kind of understanding of life and the essence of life from him.
This kind of understanding is revealed unconsciously in the old man, and it is difficult to find it without careful observation.
"Haha, we are just chatting, there is no need for this!"
The old man waved his hand gently and said with a smile on his face.
"Young man, are you interested in music?"
Seeing that Qin Xuan had been reading the books, the old man couldn't help but ask. He didn't know much about music, so now that he saw Qin Xuan like this, he became a little interested.
"Haha, old man, I have a friend who studies Guqin, so I would like to know more about this aspect, so that we can have a common topic when chatting!"
Qin Xuan didn't know what the old man was thinking, but he didn't hide it and spoke out his thoughts.
"Haha, that's right, that's true. If we don't have a common topic, we will be bored when we stay together. The more you learn, the more you can know!"
After hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man stroked his beard and smiled lightly.
"By the way, young man, since you know ancient Chinese style, I have a book here. Can you help me translate it?"
As he spoke, the old man took out a book wrapped in silk from his arms, slowly opened it, and a thin, pale yellow ancient book appeared in front of Qin Xuan's eyes.
Qin Xuan took the ancient book handed over by the old man. It was very thin, with only ten pages. The writing was a bit old, but there was no font.
Qin Xuan opened it, and what he saw were some sparse fonts. However, after Qin Xuan saw the first line of words, he knew that this ancient book was to introduce knowledge about music.
"Old man, this book also introduces music. Do you want me to continue reading?"
Qin Xuan had already closed the ancient book at this time. When he saw that the old man valued this ancient book so much, he didn't want to read it casually without the old man's consent, although he was also a little curious about the knowledge inside.
"Haha, just read it and tell me the content after you finish reading it!"
As if aware of Qin Xuan's concerns, the old man smiled and waved his hand, but it could be seen from his eyes that he was very satisfied with Qin Xuan's approach.
After receiving the old man's promise, Qin Xuan no longer held back, directly opened the ancient book and read it carefully.
This ancient book is very thin, and there is not much content in it, so it only took Qin Xuan five minutes to read it all.
Slowly closing the ancient book, Qin Xuan breathed out gently, then looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "Old man, this book records some knowledge about Xiao, an instrument, and there are two flute songs in it.
, so this book can also be said to be a very ancient flute score."
"Xiao, I know you, then tell me what's above!"
After hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man's face was very calm, and then he smiled softly and said.
"Old man, this flute book first talks about the seven realms of flute playing. Of course, these realms are also imagined by the person who wrote this flute book, because he has never heard of them.
These seven realms are: hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, flying sounds, falling flowers and flowing water, the sound of flutes and wild geese, the blue sea rising, the echo of the empty valley, the cry of the old ape...
It is said that when the sound of the flute reaches its peak, it can attract hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix. During the sound of the flute, there will be the sound of waterfalls. If you close your eyes, you can see pieces of flowers blooming in front of you. Sometimes, you can faintly hear the geese.
Sounds...
At the extreme point, in front of you is like a blue sea with flying waves. Sometimes it becomes silent, and it feels like you are in a deep valley with echoes. At the sad place, you can see old apes crying and cuckoos weeping blood..."
Qin Xuan smiled and recounted the realms introduced in the book one by one, making the old man faintly absent-minded.