Heiankyo love story

With such a beginning, it is easy to say what follows.

Jiang Xue casually talked about the stories related to the music, and Yongquan also listened with great interest, and even suggested that these stories be written down together to give future generations more fun. Jiang Xue smiled, neither agreeing nor refusing.Yongquan reciprocated, and also talked about anecdotes related to music, and also talked about why he got acquainted with the monk from Jiaowang Huguo Temple.

Even though they are also monks, they may not meet each other.

Most of Yongquan studied Buddhist scriptures in Renhe Temple. He went to Jiaowang Huguo Temple during a Dharma meeting. By chance, he took out the dragon flute and played it. Unexpectedly, he attracted Huiyi, a monk who was also kind and happy. Discussed the music, and debated the Buddhist principles, and finally hit it off and became close friends. We usually meet once every half a month, and this meeting is also a routine.

In Jiaowang Huguo Temple, Huiyi had already been waiting at the door, and he had even fasted for a day to show his solemnity. When Yongquan came side by side with a strange girl, he immediately went up to meet her.

"Huiyi has met Her Highness Xue Ji."

Jiang Xue returned the gift with a smile.

"Fujiwara Yuki, nice to meet you, Keiichi."

I finally met you, "Keiichi" who is still alive.

This time, I hope you have nothing to do with the harp.

Holding the wooden box in his hand, Yongquan said at this moment: "Hui Yi, Your Highness Xue Ji, let's go to the tower."

Huiyi's gaze couldn't stop drifting to the wooden box, but he still restrained his emotions well, and replied respectfully: "I'm ready, please follow me. Your Highness Xue Ji, I have heard of your good name for a long time, but today I can see your true face, which really makes me very happy, this must be the grace of the Buddha, allowing me to dispel my obsession."

Jiang Xue smiled slightly.

"I have also heard the sound of your piano. I wonder if I am lucky enough to hear the joy of worshiping Buddha?"

"...Of course. If His Royal Highness Xue Ji wants to hear it, I will be generous."

Huiyi walked in front, and there was a subtle pause in his figure, which was by no means as calm as his tone of voice.

Jiang Xue found it interesting.

It turned out that this monk had such a temperament when he was alive. It's a pity that he couldn't speak during the time of Dou Le.

Huiyi really "prepared" a long time ago. He cleaned the stone platform and stone bench in the forest near the pagoda. The smell of sandalwood.

Yongquan sat down on the stone bench, opened the wooden box, and was stunned when he wanted to take out the music score.

"...how come there are so many?"

Jiang Xue said with a smile: "There are countless wonderful music, I can't record them all, I can only write down so much first, please take a look first."

Yongquan was still in a daze, but Huiyi couldn't wait any longer, picked up the top sheet of music and opened it, which happened to be "High Mountains and Flowing Water" from the Guqin score. He looked at it and couldn't help trying to play it on the side piano When I got up, I played a few bars and burst into tears.

"It's as tall as a mountain...the ocean is like a river...as the ancients said, I can't be deceived...I wish I could be born in the same year as it!"

Seeing the monk's stupidity, Jiang Xue also felt emotional.

When she first experienced the mystery of music, she also had such a gaffe.

She explained with a smile: "Although I didn't have the chance to meet Yu Boya, Huiyi can see Yongquan and me now, thinking about it, it's not too pity, right?"

Hui Yi was startled when he heard the words, raised his head, wiped away his tears, and nodded.

"What Her Royal Highness Xue Ji said is reasonable."

Jiang Xue reached out and closed the sheet music, and said under Huiyi's puzzled eyes: "High mountains and flowing water...the three of us will still have a chance to play together in the future. I wonder if Huiyi can let me hear the music of worshiping Buddha today? I'm all ears. "

Hui fixed his mind, and felt a little smug pride that he had been entrusted by this famous Ji Jun in Heianjing, and he also had a little bit of short and long thoughts in his heart.

Everyone in the world said that Fujiwara Yukihime's music was unparalleled, but he was not inferior to others.

"it is good."

When the piano sounded, it was the piece of Buddhist music that Jiang Xue had heard on a moonlit night. It was solemn and precious, and it was even more charming in this temple. She closed her eyes and listened to the piece of music wholeheartedly. Regrets of the past.

When the monk Huiyi was not bound by the eight-stringed qin to become a wraith due to greed, this piece of music was more peaceful and quiet than the previous performance, full of devotion to the Buddha.

This is a piece of music that can cleanse the mundane world and clarify the soul, allowing people to see the majestic Buddha statues in a trance.

Jiang Xue tapped the beat subconsciously, and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.

This is a very good piece of music, but it's a pity that she didn't hear the whole piece before. When the sound of the piano played to the place where it was interrupted before, she couldn't help opening her eyes, wanting to see the monk continue playing with her own eyes.

This guqin is not an eight-stringed qin. Naturally, the monk Huiyi will not lose his life because of playing it, let alone turn into a wraith. Consciously take a light step, not to disturb the sound of the piano.

Jiang Xue glanced at Yongquan. The imperial prince held a rosary and seemed to be reciting scriptures silently. She smiled slightly and closed her eyes again.

When the qin music ended, Huiyi's fighting spirit that had just faded up again. He looked at Jun Ji, who was famous for his music, and asked, "Your Highness Xue Ji, how is my song?"

Jiang Xue opened her eyes, laughed and applauded, and praised sincerely: "To pay homage to the Buddha, there should be this music. The Sanskrit music in the west is about the same. I am lucky enough to hear a song today, and it must be a gift from the Buddha."

Hui Yi couldn't help being taken aback.

He judged others by himself, and he took it for granted that this Ji Jun would also be obsessed with the reputation of "No. You are in a dilemma, never thought that he would get such praise, and his thinking couldn't keep up for a while.

Yongquan echoed: "Huiyi's piano sound is still so beautiful."

Huiyi originally wanted to ask "how does my piano sound compare to Her Highness Xue Ji's", but now he suddenly couldn't ask.

He played the music of worshiping Buddha in Jiaowang Huguo Temple, but he couldn't get rid of his fighting spirit. Isn't this the biggest fallacy?

However, if he was asked to let it go, he would still be a little unwilling - if he could do it if he knew the right way, how could there be so many troubles in the world?

Even monks, there are times when obsessions are difficult to unravel, and there are times when greed and struggle arise in the heart.

"His Royal Highness Xue Ji has a great reputation..."

"Hey? I didn't deliberately praise you because you are a friend of His Royal Highness Yongquan, but because your piano sound deserves such praise."

Jiang Xue said with a smile, and picked up Huqin.

"Then, I will return the gift with a qin song. This song is called "Long Le Wuyou", which is a tribute to the century-old prosperity, as beautiful as Hua Xu's dream."

Yongquan said happily: "Today is really lucky, to be able to hear the performances of Huiyi and His Highness Xueji at the same time."

Hui Yi smiled and said, "Yongquan will also play a piece later."

"Okay." Yongquan held the dragon flute in his hand and answered with a smile.

How many people who are kind and happy will not feel happy when they encounter such an occasion?

Playing with friends is the happiest thing.

Jiang Xue watched with a smile as the two agreed on what to do next, and then began to play. She didn't tell the origin of the music, because it was unnecessary——this was not for fighting music, what she wanted to convey only needed to use the piano Sound is enough to convey.

Hua Xu has a dream, and he will be happy forever.

This piece of music that fascinated countless musicians also attracted the hearts of the two monks here.

I have a dream, I wish the world peace, happiness and worry-free.

This is exactly the desire and ideal that matches what the monks seek, and naturally it is easier to impress their hearts.

This world is like a miserable place, where can I find a pure land?

In the sound of the piano, they can get a glimpse of the appearance of the "Pure Land"-peace and joy, well-being and longevity.

Without the constraint of time, Jiang Xue can fully interpret the changes of this piece of music one by one, show the colorful light gathered by the painstaking efforts of the musicians of the past generations to the world, and also describe the fervent dreams and madness of the musicians one by one .

I have a dream, I wish the world peace, happiness and worry-free.

That is the most arrogant and passionate dream of musicians, but this dream will be presented in such a gentle appearance.

"Long happiness without worries, Hua Xu has a dream..."

Jiang Xue didn't speak until the music ended.

"Even if it's just a dream, I want to show the world a little bit of the real 'year of worry-free'... I wonder if you two have ever felt it?"

Yongquan immediately replied: "I have seen the worry-free and prosperous world described by His Royal Highness Xue Ji... I only hope that such a grand scene can appear in the world in my lifetime."

However, Huiyi was absent-minded for a long time, plucking the strings seemingly unconsciously, repeating the last paragraph of "Long Le Wuyou".

For some reason, he seemed to have heard this piece of music. When the piano sounded, it seemed that some memory came to him from a distant place. He felt a sense of loss and regret, enlightenment and relief. This emotion came so suddenly and so unbelievably, but it made him deeply believe that it was not an illusion, but a message conveyed by the Buddha.

In the chaos, he admitted from the bottom of his heart that the other party surpassed him in music theory, not because he didn't have a famous instrument handed down from generation to generation, but because he thought about fighting in his heart, he would never be able to play the music of worshiping Buddha to the extreme, just as A chess player who wants to win the chess game cannot win the desire to win in his heart.

He lost, lost to his ignorance and arrogance.

When Huiyi realized this, the little bit of enlightenment in the trance became clear, and his mind suddenly cleared up, as if the confusion in front of him was gently wiped away by someone, and he was finally able to see the difference. world.

Yongquan was puzzled because he didn't hear his friend's answer, and asked, "Huiyi?"

At this moment, Huiyi raised his head and smiled slightly at the two of them, just like Kasyapa picking up flowers.

"His Royal Highness Xue Ji's music is just as natural."

Jiang Xue couldn't help but startled when she saw Hui Yi's smile, and quickly remembered a similar scene. She wanted to speak, but saw the monk blinking at her, silently conveying a wonderful hint, she Surprised and joyful, he couldn't help sighing, "It's you..."

The monk from Jiaowang Huguo Temple nodded with a smile.

"Hui Yi is me, and I am me."

Jiang Xue couldn't comprehend the Zen-like words, she didn't know what to say, she just felt more and more strange.

It is impossible to repeat the past, and the two worlds should not overlap, but at this moment, Huiyi's smile does seem familiar...