Zhang Liang asked for a long time, but Li Xiuyuan never told him the truth. In his opinion, meeting him on the street was fate. If Zhang Liang came to find him, it would be unsatisfactory.
That's not the result he wants.
Li Xiuyuan also felt a little tired after the wind and frost. He had been lying in the inn room for the past few days with his eyes closed to rest.
Half awake and half dreaming, I rested my head on one hand and listened silently to the howling wind and snow in the sky.
This is his third day in Jicheng.
On the second day after entering the city, Zhang Liang, who had been tempered by a medicinal bath, screamed early in the morning and went out to do errands, and wanted to hold Li Xiuyuan's hand and rush out.
Even if Li Xiuyuan was not willing to go with him, he would naturally stay alone in the inn to recuperate.
Zhang Liang was very excited and went out again on the second day after returning. He said that there were still a few important people he had not met and he would have to go for a few more days.
Waving his hand, Li Xiuyuan kicked him out of the inn because he thought he had disturbed him, and lay quietly on the bed alone, thinking about his own thoughts.
"Even if you meet all the heroes in Dayan, what can you do?!" Looking at the flying snow outside the window, Li Xiuyuan sighed gloomily.
With the tragic song of Yan and Zhao in his heart, Li Xiuyuan unknowingly thought of the requiem that he had not yet fully learned.
He sighed, stood up and sat quietly for a moment, then silently took out the guqin made on Tianshan Mountain.
I took out my silk scarf and wiped the strings lightly, looking out the window at the snowy sky, but my mind returned to Xingyuan, a small town in the Five Regions, that night when I sang a song to soothe my soul and turned my head gray.
That year, Hua Luoyu returned from southern Xinjiang, bringing bad news about Yelu Qi and bringing back the three-year-old Yelu Pearl.
That year, the apricot blossoms were in full bloom, and Li Xiuyuan grew old while playing music overnight.
Li Xiuyuan did not stop his great career of learning piano.
As if, Li Xiuyuan saw a figure walking towards him deep in the grassland.
It seems as if I saw Zhang Liang, who was assassinating Qin, running for his life in the wilderness, and saw Jing Ke, who was offering treasures, finally falling on the golden hall of the Qin Palace.
A gust of cold wind blew up, blowing Gao Jianli's blue shirt, and he faced Da Qin with a sharp sword in his hand, just to fulfill his promise to his friend.
A cold wind rose in the north of the Great Wall, and Prince Dan, who had the world in his heart, finally fell under the sword of King Yan who was weak and fearful of death. Even so, it could not prevent Dayan's demise.
The sound of the piano lingered, and the wind and snow filled the sky surrounding the small courtyard.
The strings of the piano trembled, and the past events like the wind came to my mind one after another. When will the relatives and friends who have left me reunite.
The long night is like fire, and those heroes are like moths to the flame, withering like summer flowers in the long river of time in the world of Da Qin.
Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Young Master Su from the Great Wall of the West is already lying drunk on the battlefield. Who will call your soul?
Back then, you were so soft-hearted that you didn't have the sword to kill Zhao Gao, but in the end you fell into the hands of that insidious villain. This must be your fate.
Unless at this time I go to the Forgotten River outside the Three Realms, incarnate as Po Meng with thousands of people and faces, cook a bowl of Forgotten Soul Soup for you, and leave all the old things behind.
Gradually, Li Xiuyuan's fingers were no longer stiff, and the ghosts dragging the knife in the dark night gradually turned into the wind and snow in the sky, trying to cover up the evil in the world.
Winter is as cold as iron... The tinkling sound of the piano passed through the wind and snow outside the inn, gradually spreading to all directions.
The snow on the branches in the small courtyard was overwhelmed by the weight, and was plucked by the strings of the piano, and finally fell heavily with a crash.
Li Xiuyuan, a unique requiem in heaven and earth, had not fully understood it in Tianshan, and had not played it completely in the Imperial City of Qin. He came to the capital of Dayan and sat alone in an inn.
Finally, we have a breathtaking artistic conception!
There were several foraging birds standing on the trees in the yard. They were struck by the sound of the piano in the wind and fell straight into the snow in mid-air, where they lay in a daze in the snow.
The waiter in the inn accidentally heard this soul-stirring song. He dropped the teapot in his hand to the ground, and ran to the kitchen in a daze with still no expression on his face.
The chef in the kitchen was stunned by the faint sound of the piano and couldn't move for a moment.
It wasn't until the soup in the pot started to smell simmering that he stared blankly at the spoon in his hand and said, "What am I doing? My soup!"
Just when Li Xiuyuan played the piano three times, trying to stop the sound, there was a banging sound outside the door.
Li Xiuyuan, who stopped playing the piano, stood up and replied: "Stop knocking, this door is unlocked."
Li Xiuyuan, who thought it was Zhang Liang who had returned, opened the door but looked at the person outside the door, speechless.
After a while, he asked: "How did you know I was here?"
The visitor was also startled. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and was stunned for a long time before murmuring: "I was passing by here and heard the sound of the piano that I had never heard before... Are you playing the piano?"
The person who came was a guy that Li Xiuyuan would never have expected, Gao Jianli, who had sent him all the way to Xue County and then left alone.
The two of them clasped hands in greeting, and Li Xiuyuan invited the other person into the room.
After moving the guqin and placing the tea stove, Li Xiuyuan lit the charcoal inside and put some snow water on it to burn.
Only then did he reply with a smile: "I came to Dayan with a friend to do business. I was still thinking about how to meet my husband."
Hearing this, Gao Jianli sighed again and said, "Me too. If I hadn't come out to visit friends today, I would have missed the opportunity to meet the shopkeeper in Dayan."
Li Xiuyuan suddenly understood and praised sincerely: "It seems that we are indeed destined. I am very happy to see you again, sir."
Gao Jianli covered his forehead and asked directly: "Your piano sound moved me. What kind of divine music is this?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled gently and replied: "This song, I'm afraid it will make my husband laugh if I tell you it. This is a song that I haven't fully learned to play yet, and I can't write it."
Even back then in the small town of Xingyuan, Li Xiuyuan only taught Yelv half of the Pearl.
As for her later learning of the complete Divine Comedy, Li Xiuyuan can only attribute it to his master or the old monk.
After all, he had turned his head gray after playing a song, but Yelu Mingzhu was safe and sound.
This is something he has never been able to figure out.
Hearing this, Gao Jianli sighed deeply and said, "In this case, I'm afraid I may never have a chance to play this divine song... Fortunately, if I meet the shopkeeper, it's already a miracle that I can listen to it even once."
While pouring water to make tea, Li Xiuyuan said: "The moon waxes and wanes, and everything in this world will never go as planned. Leave some regrets in your heart and reflect on it in the long years."
Even the guy in front of him who made him hold his hands and sigh, even a bowl of the unique spiritual wine in heaven and earth could not change his fate.
Perhaps, this is what really makes Li Xiuyuan sad.
"Regret?" Gao Jianli looked at him and murmured: "I don't think I have seriously thought about this before... I suddenly realized it after listening to you today."
Li Xiuyuan served hot tea and replied seriously: "There are also flaws in the way of heaven. This is the reason for the growth of all things. Otherwise, this would not be the human world. What do you think, sir?"
Gao Jianli held a cup of hot tea, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then nodded gently.
Said: "The moon waxes and wanes, and no matter how beautiful the spring flowers are, they still have to leave the branches... It is true as the shopkeeper said, this is a world with many regrets."
Li Xiuyuan stood up, took a plate of pastries and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Try the pastries I brought from the East China Sea. These are made by the people in the fishing village by the sea."
Gao Jianli picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, took a bite gently, with a look of surprise on his face.
"I have never tasted this feeling." Gao Jianli said with a smile: "I thought you would go back to the Imperial City directly from the East China Sea, but I didn't expect you to come to Dayan. If I had known, I would have stayed there waiting for you. "
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "It would be so fun if you stayed. We first encountered bandits on Penglai Island, and then encountered a storm when we came back..."
"Oh my God, your boat capsized at sea? Isn't it really difficult to survive?"
Gao Jianli patted his chest and said in disbelief: "It seems that I have to give you a good drink today."
"We have known each other for many days, sir, there is no need to be so polite."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said: "My brother will be back soon. I wonder if he can bring back food and wine. If not, I will ask the inn's waiter to cook a few dishes. In short, stay in the inn and be quiet."
In any case, Li Xiuyuan didn't want to follow Gao Jianli, because he might have to face more people in Dayan next moment.
And some people are not what he wants to face.
Now that you already know the outcome, why should you let yourself lose your sight in other people's stories?
Gao Jianli was stunned for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "I originally thought about bringing you to meet my good friends? Could it be that the shopkeeper has something to hide?"
Li Xiuyuan said honestly: "To be honest, I just came to Dayan with my friends to do business and see if I could meet my husband. I am not interested in other people."
When Gao Jianli heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "In that case, let's stay in the inn. I should have thought that the shopkeeper is a person who likes peace and quiet, how can he be like us."
Li Xiuyuan sighed again and again in his heart, thinking, I can't tell you the truth, can I?
Not to mention that he couldn't express some things, even if he did, Gao Jianli and Zhang Liang wouldn't believe them.
After all, both of them are passionate people with an ideal in their hearts.
While the two were chatting happily, the door of the inn was pushed open with a creak.
Zhang Liang, who came in with a food box, was slightly startled. He looked at Gao Jianli and asked, "Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper doesn't want to accompany me out, but hides in the inn to meet friends."
As he closed the door, Zhang Liang put the food box in his hand on the table and continued: "I brought back some food, which is still hot. Do you want a drink?"
Li Xiuyuan pointed at Gao Jianli on the side and smiled: "This is Mr. Gao Jianli from Dayan, a friend Xu Fu and I met on the road. You just happened to be back. Let's have a drink together."
After saying that, he stood up, went to the shelf and took a pot of black bean wine and came over.
Looking at the two people, he continued: "This black bean wine brewed in spring can be regarded as a rare pot of wine now. It is not bad in such a windy and snowy weather."
"Isn't it great to have friends from far away?" Gao Jianli clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Such a fine wine can only be drunk at the shopkeeper. Thank you."
"That's right." Zhang Liang took three bowls and put them on the table, then filled them with a wine flask.
He chuckled and said, "My brother brews wine that even the adults in the Imperial City have to drink once in a while."
Gao Jianli sighed and asked unwillingly: "How about the shopkeeper comes to Dayan to open a wine shop, and I pay for it?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said softly: "I am in the imperial city so that my brother can study with the master in the academy. I don't want to think about making more wine to make money..."
In Li Xiuyuan's view, since the old Taoist priest did not let him leave, it meant that the major events he wanted to witness would all happen near the imperial city.
And when he and Xiao Hei came to Da Qin, they just wanted to see how Confucianism, which had been revived in Da Qin for a while, died at the hands of a group of self-righteous scholars.
Standing in the long river of time, Li Xiuyuan really didn't think it was King Qin's fault.
Their respective positions are different, and it is destined that there will be a rain of blood in the sky of Da Qin from time to time.
