windy night anecdote

I sat on the celestial burial platform until night, and the wind in the world was really cool.

"The dead are dead, I hope to mourn the dead." Behind me is the Xuantan mage who came at an unknown time.

But that voice was clearly Ye Wu.

I turned around, and the Xuantan mage was standing in a red robe.

Me: "The living miss the dead very much."

Master Xuantan also sat beside me, sitting side by side with me, and said calmly: "The body of the deceased is destroyed, but the soul is not destroyed."

Me: "Master, is there anyone you miss?"

Master Xuantan: "I have entered the Buddhist sect, so naturally I have nothing to worry about."

We didn't say anything more, I heard too many voices, I was afraid I might not be able to tell whether it was Ye Wu or the mage.

The next day, I left with the funeral procession. At the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, I said goodbye to Mi Zhu.

Mi Zhu: "Mr. Si Wu, do you want to continue traveling?"

Me: "Yes."

Mi Zhu: "Then we can see you again, sir."

I bid farewell to Mi Zhu, and after they left, I found a forest at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, and there was an abandoned thatched house of a hunter inside. I fenced it up, repaired the house and left it here.

Every night at the party, I would climb to the roof, lie down and look at the sky. In the past, was it the same when Wu was alone in Mochilin at night?

There is no moon tonight, and sure enough, it started snowing at midnight, and it didn't stop until the next day.

It snowed for three days in a row, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness. At dusk, I went out to clear the snow in the yard. When I was standing at the gate, I saw a touch of red in the distance, which was moving slowly, and then stopped moving again.A kind of hope rose in my heart, it was going to be dark, and I was sure what I saw.

Regardless of the knee-high snow under my feet, when I walked up to the red one, the face of the Xuantan mage was almost purple from the cold.I picked up the mage and walked to my hut.

I suddenly remembered that I once hugged Ye Wu like this.

I put three braziers in the hut, and I boiled tea beside the braziers, just like Ye Wu used to cook for me.The mage was lying on the couch, his breathing was stable, he seemed to be just tired and fell asleep, and his hands had regained their temperature.

I squatted in front of the couch and looked at his face, that was clearly the person I had been thinking about day and night.The Seven Sufferings of Longevity are really a trick of good fortune.

Just when he was very close to the mage's face, he opened his eyes and seemed a little surprised when he saw me, and said slowly, "Thank you for taking in the little monk."

I hurriedly got up, got some hot tea for him, and said, "Master, you are welcome, let's have a sip of hot tea."

He took the tea, held it in his hand, took a sip, and said slowly: "The little monk went down the mountain to apply medicine to the people in the nearby villages. On the way back to Chubu Monastery, there was a snowstorm, and he accidentally sprained his foot and fell into the trap. In the snow, thank you for your help. I saw you in the temple last time, but I didn’t know the name of my fellow.”

I hesitated for a while, looking at this face, I couldn't say the name Siwu, and suddenly remembered a dead friend Mi Zhu had mentioned, named Wonka, so I said: "My name is Wonka, you are welcome, mage, Chubu Monastery has formed many good relationships, and I just repay one or two."

It was late at night, Master Xuantan was sleeping at one end of the couch, and I was at the other end, maybe the sound of my turning over was too loud, and the Master did not fall asleep, so I lay on my back and said, "Is the Master still asleep?"

Mage: "No."

Me: "Master, do you have any anecdotes to tell me?"

The mage's voice came slowly: "In the fairy mountain, there is a fox who has practiced for thousands of years. It has grown eight tails. The god on the mountain told it that to help mankind and fulfill people's wishes, it can grow a ninth tail. The little fox is happy to help humans and realize their wishes, but every time it helps others, it can grow a tail, but the old tail will disappear. In this way, it has always had eight tails. The little fox suspects that the god is playing tricks on it. Such a request cannot be fulfilled. One day, the little fox rescued a young hunter who fell into a trap. The hunter was very grateful to the little fox. The little fox said normally, you have What wish, I can help you achieve it, the young Orion, is it true, you can achieve my wish, the little fox said, it is true, the young man thought for a long time, but he didn't think about it, he just said, think again So, after three days, the little fox seemed to lose his patience. The young man muttered for a long time, and said lightly, I hope you can grow a ninth tail. The little fox was very surprised, it turned out that it was possible, the god on the mountain I didn’t lie to him, so I achieved a positive result.”

I can smell the faint sandalwood aroma from Master Xuantan.I don’t know if it has the effect of sleeping. I fell asleep in a daze. When the sky was getting dark, I opened my sleepy eyes. I saw Ye Wu, Ye Wu in white clothes and hairpins. Looking at me, laughing at my hundred flowers drunk on the ground, I stretched out my hand, touched Ye Wu's face, and said with a smile: "Ye Wu, Ye Wu..."

I sat up quickly, and standing in front of my couch was Master Xuantan, who was looking at me suspiciously, saw that I woke up, and returned to normal, and said: "The monk brought some rice grains with him, and cooked some clear water. Porridge. I want to ask you to drink porridge."

I immediately went to get two bowls, and said, "Thank you Master, I was negligent and let the guests cook the porridge."

The mage just said nothing.

I sat face to face with him and drank porridge. After a while, he put down the bowl and said, "Wonka. May I call you that?"

I raised my head, put down the bowl, and said, "Of course."

The mage took out a black bead, which looked like a Buddhist bead, but it didn't seem to be. He said, "This bead has been consecrated before the Buddha. May Wonka, you can have your wish come true."

Before I could answer, the mage stood up and left my hut. After a while, I picked up the bead and chased it out. The red color had gone far away. I seemed to have caught something just now, but it disappeared soon.

Master Xuantan, he is not Ye Wu, he just looks the same as Ye Wu.But after thinking this way, my heart seems to be empty somewhere, Ye Wu, is it really gone?

☆, confused

Winter passed away in such a hurry, and everything came back to life in spring. A group of funeral villagers passed by my hut to borrow water. They chattered about the Chubu Monastery: "I came to the funeral a few days ago, and there was nothing in the past few days. When I saw Master Xuantan, I heard that the Master was in retreat, and he was in retreat last winter, and he hasn’t come out yet.”

My hand for chopping wood froze, I put down the hatchet, and asked the celestial burial master if I could go with them to Chubu Monastery. I went to Chubu Monastery with the funeral procession again. I would go there every day for my salvation. Every time I go to the courtyard of the Xuantan mage to see if he has left the customs, the little novice always smiles and says: "The mage has not left the customs."

On the seventh day, I was still sitting at the celestial burial platform. There were more dead here. Until midnight, a familiar voice came from behind me, saying, "It's warm and cold in early spring. It's cool here. Be careful of catching cold."

I turned around, actually I didn’t know, I was already in tears, I looked at the master and said: "I used to have a very close person, now, he is gone, master, you said the edge of reincarnation, am I, can you see me again He once, he will recognize me."

Master Xuantan didn't answer immediately, he walked up to me, and looked down the cliff, the master's hand seemed to be on my shoulder, but he retracted it, and the master left quickly.

The next day, I looked at the mage who was speaking in front of the main hall, and the mage seemed to see me too, but quickly moved away.I left Chubu Monastery, went down the mountain, and went to the village to find the celestial burial master who borrowed water that day, and I also want to be a celestial burial master.

Two months later, I went to Chubu Monastery again with the funeral procession, and when I took my deliverance at night, I didn’t see Master Xuantan. The monks said that the Master had retreated again.

After the seven-day transcendence, I performed a sky burial for the deceased, and I was still sitting on the edge of the cliff, thinking that the mage might leave the customs, and I would see the voice and smile similar to Ye Wu again.

Before midnight, the mage sat next to me, and we smiled at each other.Maybe I'm wrong, I just saw Ye Wu through the mage, and the mage seems to really like Wonka in front of him.

Since then, I have come to Chubu Monastery with the funeral procession every time, and the master seems to be absent from time to time.

One day, I was wandering in the temple. When I passed the kitchen, I saw the little novice who was often seen in front of the master’s yard talking to another novice. During the words, I heard the master making tea. I was very annoyed. arrive:

Little novice monk: "That day, the master was making tea in his own meditation room. I went to deliver the water. I accidentally saw the master pouring tea that had overflowed the cup and burned his hands. But the master didn't know it. I knew it was not entering meditation, so I quietly put it down. Water, get out."

The novice monk said: "The mage may be studying Buddhism, he is too concentrated."

Little novice monk: "Masters are existences that transcend all emotions and five senses. They are extremely transparent. How can a mage be troubled by trivial matters like ordinary people."

Sami: "There is no Bodhi tree, don't think too much, and concentrate on cultivating Buddha."

The novice monk left the kitchen, leaving the little novice monk with a confused face.But Shami had a worried expression on his face.

I followed him quietly, and came to a courtyard. He found a monk who was sweeping fallen leaves and said, "Brother, I have some doubts. I wonder if I can tell my brother."

The monk sweeping the fallen leaves put down his broom and nodded. The novice said, "One night, I happened to pass by the celestial burial cliff. I happened to see Wonka chatting happily with the mage beside the celestial burial cliff. Wonka even grabbed the mage's hand pointing at something. I never I have never seen such a mage, so happy."

The monk sweeping the fallen leaves: "The mage is kind and generous, and often releases the pilgrims."

The novice told his brother what the little novice said again, and the monk sweeping the fallen leaves also became confused. After the novice left, the monk told the confusion to the monks around him.

In the next few days, the monks in Chubu Monastery had common confusion and started whispering from time to time.

Another day, the mage went down to the celestial burial cliff in the afterglow of the setting sun. The vultures on the edge of the cliff screamed and surrounded the buried corpses. Ding ding towards, there is a hint of sharpness in the gentleness of the setting sun.The mage stood until late at night, but I didn't show up. I watched the mage behind a big rock on the sky burial cliff, and the mage left with a lonely expression.

I walked out slowly, looked at the mage's back gradually engulfed by the night, and murmured, "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have met me."

I went back to the hut again, not going to the funeral. One day, the master who taught me the sky burial came to my hut to rest. He said to me: "I heard from the monks in the temple that the master blew a cold wind, fell ill, and the weather is getting worse. It was getting colder and colder, and the master's illness was getting better. One day, the little novice sent medicine to the master's meditation room. The master coughed up blood, and the little novice was so frightened that he even knocked over the medicine. The master's illness became more and more serious. There were more and more times, one day when the snowstorm was in full swing, the novice brought food to the mage, and the mage fell from the bed to the ground at some point, and those who recited the truth in his mouth were non-images, and died."

My hatchet cut my hand.

I was sitting on the thatched hut, and the one who is real is not. If it is Ye Wu, he must know what it means.

The next day, I went to Chubu Monastery, and the little novice said slowly: "After the master died, there was no sky burial, but cremation according to his last wish. A relic was refined and released in the master's remains. In the main hall of Chubu Monastery."

Me: "Little master, those who are real are non-real, do you know what it means?"

Little novice monk: "The elders in the temple said that what is real is non-appearance. Form is not different from emptiness and form. Yes, that is, that is, it is empty, the mage has enlightened."

Enlightened, enlightened, just like Ye Wu, there is nothing left, it disappears.

I went down the mountain crying.

Three years later, Mi Zhu came to my hut one day, and he said he was going to Chubu Monastery to pray for blessings.I took the Buddhist beads that the mage gave me, and came to Chubu Monastery with the funeral procession. The incense in Chubu Monastery is not as prosperous as before, and there are no pilgrims coming and going, but many pilgrims who come to pray for blessings are accepted. .

I still looked towards the main hall during the time of salvation. In the main hall, the relic was placed on the place where the mage often sat.

Mi Zhu also likes to watch outside the main hall. I met the little novice monk again. He is now in charge of the Discipline Academy of Chubu Monastery. Mi Zhu often goes to the Discipline Academy to discuss Buddhism with the little novice monk. After staying for 49 days, he will leave Before leaving, Mi Zhu specially bid farewell to the little novice.

Another three months later, Mi Zhu and a group of mourners came to my thatched hut. Mi Zhu’s relative passed away, and he was very sad. I accompanied me as a celestial burial master, and went to Chubu Monastery again. Mi Zhu was very sad, and often knelt late at night. In the main hall, I knelt down for a whole night, and the little novice monk went to explain. Mi Zhu said that my mother devoted herself to the Buddha during her lifetime. I knelt before the Buddha, hoping that my mother could be reincarnated into a safe and happy family.

The little novice no longer obstructed him, but would silently watch the kneeling people outside the hall every night late at night.The little novice suddenly remembered the words of Master Xuantan before his death, that those who are real are non-real, after all his cultivation is not enough, and he cannot see through emptiness after all.

Another day, I came to the celestial burial with the mountain people. For some reason, the mountain people were talking about the relationship between Master Xuantan and a celestial burial master. The monks in the monastery were also discussing this. The current abbot of Chubu Monastery reprimanded the monks who spread rumors and tried to prove the innocence of the little monk.

Mi Zhu still went to the Discipline Academy to discuss Buddhism with the young novice as usual, and went to the main hall to listen to the monks' lectures, but it was rare for the young novice to meet Mi Zhu.The rumors gradually weakened, and Mi Zhu hadn't been to Chubu Monastery since he left last time.

Mi Zhu came to my thatched hut, and he said, "Master Xuantan and Wonka..."

Me: "Buddhism saves all living beings, and the world of mortals is also a living being. Buddhism and the world of mortals are just one door."

Mi Zhu leaves.

I went up the mountain with the funeral procession, saw the little novice again by chance, and told him what I had said to Mi Zhu.

That year, the little novice resigned from the precepts academy and moved to a remote meditation room in the backyard of the temple, where he lived in seclusion.In the winter of that year, the mountain people at the foot of the mountain lost their bodies, and Mi Zhu disappeared.

Due to the dry winter of Chubu Monastery, the meditation room in the backyard caught fire. It was the room of the little novice monk. The body of the novice monk was burnt. According to local customs, a sky burial was held. I presided over the sky burial for him. That night I stood on the sky burial cliff again. By the side, his hand gently stroked the black prayer beads worn around his neck.

Ye Wu, do you think that is your reincarnation in the world?

If so, I will lose you.You tell me, Ye Wu.

Ye Wu, it's been a long time, I'm afraid, will you forget me.

☆, Profound Altar Mage

There is a Chubu Monastery in Xiangshan, where I grew up, and the abbot named me Xuantan.Chubu Monastery was originally located in the deep mountains and was very hidden. The host once rescued the mountain people in the village below the mountain. Gradually, many people knew about Chubu Monastery, and the incense became very popular.

When I was 20 years old, I went back as the presiding officer, and I became the presiding officer of Chubu Monastery. The monks and pilgrims called me a mage. On this day, I led all the monks to chant sutras for a deceased old man,

When I opened my eyes, I met a pair of affectionate tearful eyes in the crowd. I don’t know if I was sad for the deceased. That night when I went back to the meditation room, there was a noise at the door, and that person came to me.I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, I seemed to be very familiar with those teary eyes looking at me, but then I felt ridiculous, Buddhists should not be too obsessed with the world of mortals.

On the second day, I went to retreat in the farthest meditation room in the mountain.

I counted the days, and after sunset on the seventh day, I left the customs, and the little novice told me that the mountain people who came to the sky burial would not go down the mountain until tonight.For some reason, I went to the celestial burial platform. The man was sitting on the celestial burial platform, his back was very lonely, as if he was very sad.He didn't even notice when I walked behind him. I was eloquent while debating the scriptures. At that moment, I didn't know what to say to comfort him.

He turned around and seemed desperate. He looked at me as if he wanted to look into my soul. He asked me if there was anyone I cared about. For the first time in my life, I lied. During the seven days of retreat, I always cared about Those teary eyes.

He left, and it seems that he also took away my 20 years of peace.

Winter is coming as scheduled, and the mountain people in the villages at the foot of the mountain are getting sick one after another. I go down the mountain to apply medicine to treat the diseases.The mountain people didn't know where the man in white went.It was snowing heavily, and the mountain people advised me not to go on the road in the snow. I walked step by step in the snow, and my footprints sank deeper and deeper. The wind and snow were too strong, and I got stuck in the snow. In my dream, I actually saw With the face that I have been missing for a long time, he came to pull me out of the wind and snow.

I woke up in a hut, and it turned out that it was not a dream, he was really right in front of my eyes.

I looked at him, he was earnestly cooking tea, and when he came towards me holding tea, maybe his expression was the happiness that mountain people often say.

I slept with him on the same bed, and since I saw him that day, I have lost sleep, and he has no sleep. I told him the story of the nine-tailed fox, which was also told to me by the host. Is it true that every nine-tailed fox will meet such a young man? The host said no, it is a young man who will eventually meet such a nine-tailed fox. For me, he said, this is what comes with me.

In the early morning of the next day, I cooked porridge and waited for him to wake up. He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, muttering, I approached, and his hand stroked my cheek. Yes, he opened his eyes and looked at me.I turned my head and asked him to get up and drink porridge. In fact, I didn't want him to see the tears in my eyes.

I gave him the black Buddhist beads and left, cause is effect.

I met a young man in the village. He said that the man in white was called Siwu.Ye Wu, Si Wu, so that is the person you care about.Wonka, why are you lying to me?

I went back to retreat in the mountains, and throughout the winter, I didn't finish translating the scriptures that the presiding officer hadn't finished.

One day, I was by the window and saw him sitting there again on the celestial burial platform. This time when he turned around, tears were streaming down his face. He said he wanted to see the person he cared about again on the edge of reincarnation. I wanted to comfort him. He, but I am not that person after all.

The next day I gave a lecture in the main hall, I didn’t dare to look at him, but I couldn’t help but look at him. After that, he didn’t come to the temple for a long time, maybe this is the end, I continued to retreat and translate scriptures.There shouldn’t be that window in the quiet meditation room in the mountains, or maybe, that’s my karma. Knowing that he is waiting for me, I go out, we talk and laugh happily. At that moment, I know that I am no longer a mage in the eyes of everyone. After all, it is impossible to become a perfect Buddha.

Even if they are Buddhists or ordinary people, I can not hear the disturbance in their eyes.

However, he did not come to the funeral.

That day, I waited alone at the celestial burial platform, but he never came.

I was sick, and it was the first time in my life. I finished translating the scriptures left by the host during my illness. I slept soundly that day. I dreamed of the host. Form is not different from emptiness and form is not different, form is emptiness and emptiness is form, and the same is true for perception and awareness, what is empty and what is there, the true nature of all living beings is neither empty nor existent, and what is there is empty."

After I woke up, the little novice came to deliver tea, I felt fishy and sweet in my mouth, host, I think I understand, the one who is real is non-real.

This is my last word.

Wonka, Si Wu, maybe in the previous life, I was also the person you cared about.It doesn't matter who you think I am, the important thing is to follow my heart.

A few days before I passed away, I told the monks in the temple that after I passed away, I would be cremated, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.

☆, travel far

As the cold came and the summer went, I don’t know how many years, Chubu Temple gradually fell into disuse, and no one went to the mountain for funerals and worship.

One day, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, someone knocked on the courtyard door. I opened the door and saw two people wearing cloaks. Already middle-aged.

Mi Zhu: "Sir, won't you invite us in?"

We sat down, cooked tea and talked. Mi Zhu said that he and the little novice visited many famous mountains and great rivers, so that he knew how big the world is.

After a while, the little novice looked at me and asked, "Mister's face seems to be the same as before, there is no change."

I actually forgot that I will not grow old. Although I have lost the magic, I am still a fairy bone, and the aging time is much slower than human beings.

Me: "I used to travel a lot. Once, I met an old man in the mountains. He gave me a fruit. I was thirsty, so I ate it. Later, I found that I aged slower than ordinary people. Maybe It must be that the fruit has the effect of retaining the face."

The little novice smiled and said, "I see."

The next day, they continued their journey.

I sat on the roof and muttered to myself, Ye Wu, I should move, but where should I go?

On the third day, I wore a coir raincoat and disappeared into the dense rain.

I went to the foot of Leyou Mountain along the road I came to Xiangshan, but the four forked roads at the foot of Leyou Mountain disappeared. There was only one road there. I walked along that road until the rainy season passed.

The night is the same as before, accompanied by the stars and the moon. I waited outside the city with the people who were about to enter the city early in the morning. The high city gate was engraved with the name Shen Xiguo. The people on the side put the burden behind him. The two strong men chatted, and I closed my eyes and meditated under the city wall.

The bearer: "Hey, I heard that this Shenxi country is very rich. I wonder if my mountain goods can be sold at a good price tomorrow."

Strong man one: "Yes, this Shenxi country is indeed the richest country near and far, and the rich and important ministers are comparable to other small countries."

The second brawny man: "But I also heard that the newly ascended monarch of Shenxi Kingdom is actually a decoration, and only a few important officials have power."

The skinny person at the side also said: "Besides, this new monarch also has another hobby, that is, he likes to listen to the piano, and the whole country publishes the list, wanting to be a luthier with outstanding skills. Look at those people carrying the piano over there. Come on." After saying that, she pouted at the other group of people.

Another white and tender fat man leaned over and said in a low voice: "I heard that the king of Shenxi Kingdom loves masculinity and dislikes red makeup. He has broken sleeves."

The people on the side were all sighing, and they all fell asleep in the middle of the night.

The sky was pale, and I entered the city with the crowd, and the people in the city also went out in a bustling manner.

Sure enough, when I entered the city, I saw the legendary Zhang Bang. I squeezed out from the crowd and walked on the street. Shenxi Kingdom is indeed lively and much richer than its surroundings. People are discussing what kind of luthier the king will get. I also began to wonder, how could this king have more gossip and rumors than me in the fairy clan, so I followed those luthiers, turning around, and there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and entered a door Finally, I saw two teams of armored guards guarding a gate with Shenxi King City written on it.

I entered the royal city together with other luthiers. Those luthiers’ violins were left behind by armored guards. The chief guard said: “In the royal city, you cannot enter with sharp blades. The strings are sharp blades, no.”

Luthier: "Then how do we play it?"

The head of the guard: "Naturally there is a piano in the palace."

I didn't have any belongings, so I went in like this. A luthier saw that I didn't bring my qin, so he walked with me. He said in a low voice: "This man came here alone. I think he knows the rules of this royal city."

Me: "No, I'm poor, I don't have a piano."

After all, he didn't leave with me any more, but chased after those luthiers.

Guided by the guards, we arrived at the gate of the palace. A group of palace people groped us up and down, and then let us in with the nod of the old palace man. In front of the palace, it says Hall of Radiance.

Gong Ren said: "Everyone, luthiers, wait a moment."

The luthiers lined up immediately, and I was pushed to the back.

The first violinist in the queue was brought in by the palace man, and came out after a while, dejected, and then there were scenes like this. Has the king ever heard of a violin too often?Being so tricky, the sound of the piano was also heard just now, it can't be considered subtle, but it is not bad.

In this way, I waited until the sun went down, and the palace talent took me in.

After going through the gates of each level, I finally arrived. There is a round platform on the hall, and there is a qin on it. On the other side of the round platform, there is a higher platform. On it are young people dressed in black. The curtains are in the way.I walked up to the round platform, sat down, and touched the strings. It was indeed a guqin, but it was a little worse than Ye Wu's.

The palace people burned incense again, thinking that the king is so picky, maybe they also want to find a bosom friend.I slowly played the last piece I talked about to Ye Wu. Before I finished playing, the layers of curtains were opened. When the last layer of curtains was opened, the person in black with a beaded crown was exactly the same as Ye Wu. Is it like this, why is it like this again, my zither sound stopped abruptly, the king walked down the steps slowly and walked up to the round platform, he said flatly: "You, from now on you will be the master of the Hall of Radiance."

He walked down the round platform again and left. The palace servants came in and said respectfully: "Please bathe and change the musicians." Another group of palace servants came in and knelt down, and the palace servants just said: "From now on, this is the palace servant who serves the musicians .”

I nodded and let them all go out. I was half lying in the pool of the side hall, and my life was full of seven sufferings. I couldn’t love it, and I couldn’t love it. Sure enough, the real dragon and Taichang knew me well, and they always knew how to punish I.

The palace man brought me brocade clothes, I picked out a white gauze dress inside, and put my own white dress away.

Before midnight, the king went up and came back. He sat on the couch in the side hall, propped his head with his hands, and closed his eyes. The palace people brought the qin. I sat in front of the qin, and the king suddenly said: " That song is not finished yet, let's continue playing it."

I looked at the people on the couch, playing the wind and weeping. After playing the song, the palace man came to my side and said: "Musician, don't look directly at the king."

The person on the couch said, "It's okay, you go out and wait."

The palace people heard the sound and left in an orderly manner.

He continued: "What's your name, you don't seem to like talking very much."

Me: "Si Wu."

King: "Siwu, Siwu. Are you thinking of anyone?"

Me: "The king is wise."

He smiled and pondered: "You don't seem to be afraid of the widow, it doesn't matter, the widow likes your temperament, from today onwards, you can't miss others, you can only be the widow's luthier."

I'm."

Well, I only miss you, immortals, human beings, as long as it is you, everything is fine.You are what you say.

He walked across to me, took my hands, put my hands on the piano again, and said in a low voice: "Keep playing. No matter what happens, keep playing."

He walked to the bed in the side hall and lay down. After a long time, the sound of my piano stopped, and the people on the bed breathed evenly.I continued to play, and the sound of the piano could not stop.

It was just getting bright, the person on the couch turned over, sat up, eyes were sleepy, I continued to play the piano, the blood from my fingertips stuck to the strings, the person on the couch said in a hoarse voice: "Stop."

The sound of my piano stopped, the person on the couch came to me, held my hand, the blood from the fingertips flowed onto his hand, he pulled me to the couch, I sat on the couch with him, he never I took out the powder from the cabinet next to it, and carefully applied it on each of my fingertips.

He put away the medicine powder, sat on the couch, and said, "Take off your coat."

I looked up at him, he smiled and said: "I have three palaces and six courtyards in this royal city, and there are countless beauties, but people in the world still say that I prefer the qin master, and some people say that I don't love the qin, but the player who plays the qin. That being the case, the widow must live up to what the world says."

I took off the gauze outside, he threw away my coat and shouted: "Come here."

Last night, the palace man who reminded me not to look directly at me came in alone, he swept his clothes on the floor from the corner of his eye, bowed his head to the ground, and said, "Your Majesty."

To change the widow's clothes, the palace servant bent down and slowly dressed him. He flicked his sleeves and said casually: "The luthier is tired and needs to rest today. You should not disturb him casually, and serve carefully."

Palace man: "Yes."

At this time, the other palace servants washed his face and tied his hair, while I, according to what he said, was tired and lay on the couch.

After a while, the Hall of Radiance returned to silence.

☆, the sound of the piano in the Hall of Radiance

Ladies and gentlemen, today is indeed very quiet.

I got up, and there was a rich meal in the side hall, which was much better than the porridge and side dishes I had before.I walked to the window and opened a gap, the palace guards were waiting outside in an orderly manner, my coat was arranged by the palace staff and placed on the hanger beside the couch, I put on my coat, walked out of the Radiant Palace, and opened the door , the palace man waited at the door and said, "Qin Master, what orders do you have?"

Me: "Come out for a walk. The flowers in the garden outside the temple are really blooming."

Palace man: "Yes."

I was walking in front, and the palace man and other small palace people followed me unhurriedly. There are so many rules and ostentations in the world, and I don’t have so many people watching me as a fairy in the fairy clan.

I was bored, and the king came to me with even more pomp and circumstance. I stood where I was, and the palace man coughed. I bowed and raised my hand. The king held my hand and walked with me in the garden The palace guards of our two teams really couldn't turn around in this small garden, so the king dragged me back to the Hall of Glory, the king sat outside on a high platform reading a book, and I sat on the round platform I was playing the piano, today I played Taichang Past, I often played Feng Qiuhuang, the tune was a little sad and sad, I never understood, Taichang looked like an old man, how could I like such a tune, later I heard from the old man in Santuhe that Taichang was even more shocked than Ye Wu a long time ago.I asked him how that too often became what it is now, and he told me to ask the real dragon, I don't want to be beaten to death, so let it go.

The people on the high platform put down their books and said, "You all go out."

The palace people all went out sparsely, and gently closed the door of the Hall of Radiance.

The person on the high platform continued to say, "In a bad mood?"

Me: "Go back to the king, no."

Your Majesty: "You just made three mistakes." He continued to read.

I did make three wrong notes, and I suddenly figured out why Taichang likes this piece of music and why he gets old.

It’s just that the people on the high platform can really understand it. My modified Feng Qiuhuang is different from the music score. He can understand that I only made three mistakes. In the past, only Ye Wu could understand what was wrong. That's right, even so, you can still understand.

I didn't answer for a while, he raised his eyes and stared at me, I got up and knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, forgive me."

He walked down the high platform, helped me up, stroked my fingertips, and said: "I forgot, your hand was injured."

My hands have already scabbed, compared to the wounds I suffered from causing trouble everywhere in the fairy clan, this is nothing.

Me: "Let the king worry about it, it's over."

He smiled and let go of my hand and said, "Be hungry, let's eat."

The palace man beside him who hadn't left said in a shrill voice, "Chuan Shan."

The palace people immediately filed in and set up a table in the side hall. I sat across from him with many dishes, but he still shunned all the palace people, including the one who was always by his side.After dinner, he was still sitting on the high platform reading a book, and I was playing the piano on the round platform.

On the west floor of the moon, he was drinking the tea I made on the couch in the side hall.

It was late at night, he said.I slept on the couch with him, I could hear his breathing, I turned to look at him, he had the same sleeping face as Ye Wu, the tight locks between his brows were opened, just like Ye Wu from before, It seemed that there was nothing to worry him about. The current king was different. When he was awake every day, he looked at the clouds and the wind, but actually frowned.

In this way, the days passed for three months, and he was here almost every day except for a short time away from the Hall of Radiance.

One day, he was reading a book on his low couch while I was making tea, he suddenly looked at me and said, "Si Wu, do you think I'm a fool?"

I'm not."

Your Majesty: "But the subjects don't say that. They say that the widow is promiscuous and loves actors."

My hand froze, didn't he just want this, in fact it was just us sleeping in the same bed for three months, it was as clear as water.

Me: "The subjects have misunderstood the king."

Your Majesty: "Oh, how can I see that."

Me: "The king is just