"It is said that on that day, all the flowers at the Flower Zui Conference in Xuanweicheng withered in an instant.
It is said that on that day, the sky was filled with unknown birds wandering around.
It is said that on that day, even the most ruthless executioner wiped his tears secretly.
However, no matter how good their memories are for those who have personally experienced that Flower Drunken Conference, their memories of other things in that legend are as blurry as a piece of paper soaked in water, so these legends
It is difficult to verify the authenticity. But they all clearly remember that a woman with colorful clothes and white hair jumped from the most famous Lexuan "Qingge Tower" in Xuanweicheng and threw herself into the calm waves.
There were layers of ripples in the river.
Before the woman jumped, those people vaguely heard the sound of a piano and singing. The extremely sad music and singing:
If you have a sword, you can use it to reach the end of the world. With bright clothes and angry horses, you can travel thousands of miles to cut off all your splendor.
Don't you see, the red clothes are fluttering, the music is wandering, and the tall buildings are looking out at the autumn water.
Although it was only one piece, the pathos contained in the music lingered for a long time, so even six months later, there were still palace musicians who had come from thousands of miles away to carefully explore the vague meaning of the music in the building.
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The woman who played and sang was named Jiang Lixin, and she was a well-known talent in the Qingge Pavilion. It is said that she was abandoned by a heartless man that day, and she threw herself into the river out of shame and anger. The song she sang before her death was said to be her song in the Qingge Tower.
The words I wrote to the heart-broken man in the last desperate situation. Originally just to make the heart-broken man never forget her, but by some strange combination of circumstances, everyone in the world remembered her."
The woman playing the pipa narrated this story to the faint sound of the pipa. The woman was no longer young, the frown at the corner of her eyes was clearly visible, and her face under the veil could still vaguely see the beauty of her youth. She must have been
She was once a popular woman in the Qingge Pavilion, but now she could only talk to the Qing guests about some songs and old memories, but her voice was still gentle and full of charm. She put down her pipa and took a sip of tea.
Today, it is raining lightly in Xuanwei City, the soil is slightly muddy, and the fragrance of green grass is everywhere. The bright red flag of Qingge Tower flutters gently in the wind. An old man wearing a gray robe is sitting by the window.
Looking at the flags waving outside the window, he took a sip of tea and then put a piece of silver on the table.
"Is this where the story ends?" A young man in white sitting next to the old man suddenly asked, his tone somewhat unfinished.
The female musician smiled: "Isn't it good to end the story here? There are all the talented people and beauties that the story should have. Although the ending of the story is sad, the leap and the lingering sound are still beautiful after all."
The young man in white said quietly: "I want to know about the woman named Jiang Lixin."
The female musician plucked the pipa a few times with her fingernails. Although it was just a few random adjustments, every sound seemed to hit the listener's heart. The old man still held the tea cup and looked out the window, just using his fingers.
Following the sound of the pipa, she gently tapped the rim of the cup.
The female musician pondered, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed very subtle.
Finally, it was the young man in white who broke the silence. He said gently: "Perhaps Jiang Lixin is a very familiar name in the hearts of people in Xuanwei City. But I am a traveler passing through this place and I am unfamiliar with this name, so I heard
This story doesn’t really feel like much.”
The female musician shook her head and said: "Some stories are more touching if you don't understand them deeply. Because stories always contain something that the world is looking forward to hearing."
The young man in white knocked on the table and signaled to the old man beside him: "I need to add more money."
The old man casually threw another piece of silver on the table.
The female musician sighed softly, and finally continued: "Jiang Lixin came to Qingge Tower when she was eight years old. At that time, she couldn't even tell the difference between a pipa and a guzheng. Her unparalleled face was not yet seen at that time.
She was half polished. However, after looking at her hands and listening to her voice, the landlady at that time took in this orphan without a father or a mother and began to cultivate her patiently."
The old man put down his teacup and glanced at the boy in white.
The boy in white clothes kept looking at the female musician.
"Six years later, Jiang Lixin played the song "Die Lian Hua" at the annual Baihua Festival in Qingge Tower. Everyone who had participated in that Baihua Festival has long forgotten the rest of that night.
Because the song "Die Lian Hua" was too dazzling, even "Nian Nu Jiao" by Lu Yue'er, the courtesan of the Qingge Pavilion at that time, couldn't capture the hearts of others.
From then on, the word "Jiang Lixin" began to spread in Xuanwei City and even the whole world.
The next year, Yun Wanjin, who was one year younger than Jiang Lixin, challenged the jade in the pavilion with her pipa under the moon, playing "Poppy Poppies" against "Die Lian Hua". The same skill amazed everyone and also made her famous.
From then on, the Xuan Wei twins came into being. The talented Zhang Siya wrote a couplet for them.
The first couplet is, Yuzheng Pavilion Neijiang centrifugal.
The second line is, "Pipa plays the harp under the moon, and the clouds are shining now."
And their reputation also attracted more guests to Xuan Weicheng, and more nobles and nobles spent a lot of money to sing "Die Lian Hua" or "Poppy Beauty".
I just mentioned that the male protagonist in the story, the Heartless Man known to the world, was also nineteen years old in Jiang Lixin, and Yun Wanjin came to Xuanwei City when she was eighteen years old. The Heartbroken Man has a prominent status, and I heard that he belongs to a big family in the north.
The son of Zhao Guanmeng lives in Xuanwei under the name of Zhao Guanmeng, but there have always been rumors that this is not his real name. Zhao Guanmeng is different from other princes and nobles. He understands music very well. He can play a flute that many musicians cannot match.
At that time, people also knew that Zhao Guanmeng was not his real name, so they all called him Mr. Yudi."
When the young man in white heard this, he nodded: "I can also play the flute. Can you?" He asked the old man who had been silent.
The old man raised his teacup again: "No."
The female musician's eyes looked into the distance, as if she was caught in a memory: "Although nineteen years have passed, people in Xuanweicheng clearly remember what he looked like when he came. It was raining very lightly that day,
A painting boat sailed by on the Chunshui River outside Qingge Tower. A man stood on the bow of the boat. His clothes were as white as snow, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, as if he were a god.
When the boat passed Qingge Tower, it stopped. The man frowned and stood still. The wind blew his white robe and the rain wet the skirt of his clothes. At that time, there were faint sounds of pianos and singing on the Chunshui River, and there was a gentle sound.
Man was a little misty, but Mr. Jade Di could no longer be misty. The boat stopped and the story officially kicked off here."