The upstairs is not a closed room, but an open one. There are no walls on all sides, only railings and gauze curtains. If the wind is stronger, the rain can drift in.
The wooden floor was scrubbed extremely clean, some tables and futons were placed, and it was refreshing and quiet.
Behind the pure white gauze curtain in front, a woman was sitting in front of the guqin, chatting quietly with the scholars sitting at the front, talking about the music played today and the ghosts of the past few days.
The seats should be arranged according to the amount of money paid. It is said that the minimum is fifteen taels, so Song You paid one and a half silvers that Wu Nuxia gave him one time. It should be given to him by the ghost of the brothel in Peach Blossom Mountain. Therefore.
The seat is also at the farthest place from the piano player. Instead, I lean against the railing. When I turn my head, I can see Changjing in the wind and rain. When I lower my head, I can see the streets washed by the rain.
The sound of wind and rain was very clear.
In such an open environment, the closer you are, the clearer you can hear.
Song You raised his head and looked at the woman in front.
The pure white gauze curtain makes people feel quiet, especially today when it rains a lot, the sky itself is not bright, and it is a bit darker above the attic. When the gauze curtain is blown by the wind, coupled with the sound of rain outside, it becomes even quieter. Come to think of it,
It would be a different feeling when the wind on a sunny day lifts it.
Hanging it here should also add elegance, and there is no intention of using it to cover the woman behind you.
When the gauze curtain is blown by the wind, the woman and the piano are revealed.
It was an exquisite and simple piano, with black lacquer and gold threads, classical and gorgeous. The world said that it had been passed down for thousands of years and was worth tens of thousands of gold. Song You didn't know, but you can indeed see the traces of time on it.
That is a stunningly beautiful woman.
She is wearing pure white clothes, without any colorful decorations or styles. The only special thing is that she is extraordinarily white. The clothes are also very casual when worn on her body. Apart from making her look pure, it does not do anything to the woman's beauty.
Decorative effect.
That face is so beautiful.
I don’t know how I got such a beautiful face. If someone wanted to change it, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be possible to change it even a little bit, because no matter what bit I changed, it would never be more beautiful than it is now.
People say that she is more beautiful without makeup than the most beautiful woman in the world with makeup, which may be a bit exaggerated, but saying that her skin is whiter than snow and flawless is just the most appropriate description. In this era when sun protection and skin care technology is far inferior to that of later generations, everyone's skin is
It was generally not good, but such stunning beauty only reminded Song You of Xiao Yanxian, who was either a natural beauty like a deity descending from the earth, or a demon transformed into a human being.
Or, as rumor has it, another method was used.
Song You stared at her calmly.
But I saw a gust of breeze blowing, lifting the white gauze on the attic, whether it was in front or around it, and even brought a little drizzle in, hitting the Taoist's face, making it cool.
The woman bowed to others and began to play the piano.
The fingertips slipped and the sound suddenly sounded.
The sound of the piano really seems to be flowing, without any rush. The first few sounds are leisurely, but each sound has a long aftertaste. Unknowingly, it has made people calm down and listen to the follow-up.
Many literati were sitting underneath, listening quietly.
The Taoist also narrowed his eyes slightly, looked away from the woman, and looked outside.
I have heard a saying before, "cranes dance when you wave a string, dragons chant when you blow bamboo," until now you hear the sound of the piano. Although it has lost a lot of details when it is transmitted here, it is also mixed with the sound of wind and rain outside at the moment, as well as the sound of the piano.
The white gauze curtains that had caught the rain were blown by the wind and shook, but I still understood this sentence.
Wouldn't it be strange if a crane came to dance after hearing the sound of nature?
Time passes quietly, like the sound of a piano.
I don’t know the name of this piece of music, but I just think it’s quiet, long, and melodious, which really fits the drizzling weather outside at this time.
Changjing under the rain was shrouded in smog, making it blurry in the distance, but the nearby areas were washed out particularly clearly by the rain. The bluestones on the ground and the black tiles on the roof all revealed their original colors. Under the heavy rain, everything on the street was blurred.
There are people walking or people standing downstairs. Everyone's umbrella is like a flower. When the rain is wet, the dust seems to be washed away, and the color is a little brighter.
For a moment, it was as if the sound of the piano was no longer in my ears, and everything merged into the rain scene in front of me. At another moment, it was as if the rain scene was no longer in front of me, and everything became part of the sound of the piano.
For a moment, the rain scene blended with the sound of the piano, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.
Even the sound of wind and rain outside no longer seems to be an interference to the sound of the piano. Instead, it has become a part of the sound of the piano, complementing each other. Even the sound of the wind blowing the gauze curtains is no longer obtrusive. At this moment, Changjing
Everything is so harmonious with the sound of the piano.
Song You was stunned for a moment, surprised in his heart.
This Wanjiang girl only played one piano play every day and took out at least several hundred taels of silver. I wonder if it was just for the money, but there should be a little more purpose in playing the piano to be able to perform at such a level.
If she plays the piano just for the sake of playing it...
I heard that she sometimes played the harp, which really caused hundreds of birds to sing, the cranes to dance, the sunny days to rain, and the summer to snow. Maybe at that time, she was playing the harp according to her own wishes, right?
Song You had never seen it before and couldn't figure it out clearly.
He could only say that there was no magic or sorcery in the sound of the piano that could enchant people's hearts. The reason why it was so fascinating was entirely due to his superb piano skills and his ability to connect with the gods.
Just like Songlu Yang Gong in Yidu at that time, he was not a performer himself, but only invited his friends to play the piano at home for fun every day. There were people who loved vocal music who traveled hundreds of miles away just to stand outside the wall and listen to a piece of music.
.Also like Master Kong outside Yizhou City, the resurrection of the dead animals he carved was not the result of any magic, but the result of his superb skills.
Judging from the sound of the piano today, the woman's accomplishments are obviously higher than those of Duke Yang. Although it is not as exaggerated as Master Kong's resurrecting the wood carvings, it can still be said to be "should only exist in heaven."
The Taoist gradually fell into a trance and listened to the sound of rain.
The sound of the piano gradually stopped, but the rain continued outside.
The woman inside the gauze curtain sat motionless, while some of the literati below had calmed down, while some were still immersed in the sound of rain and the music of the piano.
The woman was not in a hurry and took a long time to get up.
"Thank you all..."
He bowed deeply, stood up and left.
But as she walked by, she turned her head and glanced at where the Taoist was.
There was a cloth robe placed next to the Taoist. The material looked ordinary at first glance, but the inside of the robe was bulging, revealing the head of a calico cat, staring at her.
The woman's eyes were trembling, and her pace did not stop.
…
The Taoist was the first to go downstairs.
The group of literati were still upstairs, either reminiscing about the lingering sounds, or exchanging whispers about the music and insights they had just heard.
When I went downstairs, there were still customers downstairs, but some people on the street outside were walking around in the rain.
The man at the same table with him had already stood up, but he was leaning against the door frame without leaving. An earth-yellow oil-paper umbrella was placed next to him, and his face was dull and absent-minded, and his eyes were unfocused, as if he was also reminiscing. Until Song
After wandering to his side and standing still, he gradually came back to his senses, picked up his umbrella and whispered to Song You:
"Brother, I just went upstairs and forgot to take my umbrella. I was afraid that you would come down late and someone else would take it, so I specially guarded it here for you."
"Thank you very much."
"It's my turn to thank Brother for the wine he gave me..."
"I'll take my leave."
"Upstairs...does the music sound nice upstairs?"
"Sounds good."
Song You said to him, opened his umbrella, and walked out of the store into the rain with the calico cat on his shoulder.
Changjing is one of the best places in the world, and it deserves its reputation. It’s worth the trip.
But there is more to Changjing than this.
Not only the wind, flowers, snow and moon, not only the intoxicating music of the piano, but also like the rain at this time, naturally washing away the dust, showing the beauty of another side of Changjing, but how many people are getting wet in the rain?
When the Taoist walked halfway, the umbrella disappeared.
Then there was an old man who had entered the city and didn't know what he was doing. He huddled under the eaves of the wall to take shelter from the rain, holding an umbrella. The spring rain was still a bit cold, and the eaves of the wall could not block the wind and rain. His clothes were already wet a lot, but it was dark on a rainy day.
It was extremely early. I was debating whether to go back in the rain or stay in the city for one night. I was miserable...
Going back in the rain, how can my old body withstand the rain?
Staying in the city for one night, where can I take shelter from the wind and rain on a rainy night?
I just lament that God has no eyes and only bullies the poor.
When I was sad, someone handed me an umbrella.
Holding the umbrella, he turned his head and saw that the figure was already walking away in the rain with a robe on its shoulders. A cat's head poked out of the cassette, turning to look at him.
The Taoist was not afraid of the rain, so he returned home despite the rain, and flowers grew on the stone road that gradually accumulated water.
The cat is not afraid of the rain. Even when the Taoist asked her to hide in her clothes, she refused. She insisted on sticking her head out. Sometimes she looked up and stared at the Taoist who was getting wet from the rain. Sometimes she turned her head to look at the pedestrians and umbrellas coming and going.
Sometimes she would look down at the splashes of water on the ground made by people. No one knew what was going on in the cat's mind. They only knew that her eyes were like amber and she could see everything very clearly.
There is no one in the alley, only running water.
"Ms. Sanhua, do you think the sound of the piano sounds good today?" the Taoist asked in a low voice.
"I don't know~"
The Sanhua Cat answered honestly, then thought for a while, and then said: "But Sanhua Empress sounds very comfortable, and the voice seems to be similar to what we heard in Yidu."
"Miss Sanhua still remembers Mr. Yang from Yidu."
"Mr. Yang~"
It seems that I don't remember much.
Song You didn't care and just said to her: "I heard that this person today is the best at playing the piano in Changjing. Her piano sound is probably the best in Changjing and even in the world."
"It seems very powerful~"
"Now Empress Sanhua has also seen a cat from Changjing who can play such a powerful piano."
"It seems very powerful!"
Song You just smiled.
Crossing this alley is Willow Street.
The heroine almost came back with him. Neither of them had an umbrella, and they were both soaked in the rain. They were very embarrassed. When they met on the street, they only smiled when they met.
Just a big laugh, saying that he can actually get caught in the rain.
A smile says that sometimes people are also gods.
…
It was raining today, and I thought that the lady would not send anyone to ask again, but I didn't expect that later in the day, her maid came in the rain, riding a carriage and holding an umbrella into the store.
"Sir! Have you gone to see it?"
"went."
"How's it going? Jiang was a goblin that night? But he used an imp to keep his youth? But he used a demon to deceive people's hearts?"
"Please don't be anxious, I've already seen it. That girl from Wanjiang is really good at playing the piano. There is no magic or magic in the sound of the piano that confuses people's hearts." Song You paused, "I haven't heard from you either.
She has seen signs of using witchcraft and sorcery to harm people, so she cannot be called a demon, so please go back and report to the madam. I can't help you, so please ask someone wiser."
"How is that possible? I don't believe it! Sir, don't protect her just because she looks good!"
"I have been cultivating my mind for many years, and I am not fond of women."
"Sir, please go see it again!"
"Please ask for someone else..."
The maid was disappointed and helpless, but Song You had not confiscated a penny from them, so she couldn't say anything else, so she had to leave.