These days, Han Tongwen also has some simple understanding of the history of this world, the Great Xia Empire and the Great Tang Empire were originally the same root and the same race, and the two empires originally belonged to the same country, the Great Sui Empire, but the last emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty was mediocre, forcing the world into chaos, and the huge empire fell apart! Li Yuan, the Taizu Emperor of the Tang Empire, and Xia Yin, the Emperor of the Great Xia Empire, divided the Great Sui, and everyone seemed to have restored the vast territory of the Great Sui. And this day is destined to be peaceful in the world, because today is the New Year. This is one of the most important festivals of the Han people.

Today, the Qingting Building is closed, Zhao Guangcai is wearing a red robe, and his face is full of smiles, and it is close to dusk when Han Tongwen goes back.

"Tongwen is here, hurry up, I'm waiting for you!"

Everyone has worshiped the God of Wealth, in fact, Zhao Guangcai knows that Han Tongwen can be the God of Wealth much better, but he can't be worshiped on the table. After worshipping the God of Wealth, everyone began to eat Chinese New Year's Eve, in fact, although Zhao Guangcai was harsh, he was not bad, and the two guys in the store were the down-and-out people he took in, and they had no home, and they regarded Qingting Lou as their home after four or five years together.

Zhao Guangcai took out five red envelopes

"Tongwen, Happy New Year!" Zhao Guangcai was happy and not pretentious at all, because this year's Qingting Lou Rijin Doujin was all the credit of the kid in front of him.

"Thank you, shopkeeper"

Dagui and Xiaoer Gouzi and Zhao Xiangxiang everyone have it, and this Chinese New Year's Eve meal is very happy.

"One night is even two years old, five watches are divided into two days" to keep the New Year, this night naturally can't sleep, Han Tongwen meditated in the restaurant, because the forced practice of Dugu Jiujian's body meridians were damaged, he could only slowly use internal force to recuperate, but fortunately, it was just a drill and not against the enemy, and the body could be raised in a few days.

In the second half of the night, he began to write scores, and he was familiar with the ruler score, basically all the predecessors of the ancient martial arts world were the inheritors of the most traditional culture, and the same was true of his old Taoist master in the previous life, and the ruler score would naturally be. Han Tongwen sometimes snorted a few times, sometimes beat the beat, sometimes stopped writing and meditated, and sometimes wandered in front of the table,

Gradually fell into the wonderful music, Zhao Xiangxiang walked behind him, and he didn't realize it, Zhao Xiangxiang lay on the table and looked at Han Tongwen who was stunned, with a shallow crescent moon on his face. When the score was completed, Han Tongwen was still very excited, and attached his favorite song "A Laugh in the Sea" from his previous life to the score

Canghai laughed and surging on both sides of the strait, the tide rises and falls, with the waves, only remember the current day, the sky laughs, the tide in the world, who loses, who wins, God knows, the rivers and mountains laugh, smoke and rain, the waves and waves, the red dust, the world, a few delicate breezes, laughing, there is still a pride left, the evening shines, the people laugh no longer lonely, the pride is still infatuated, laughing, "Le Zhi" said, "Great happiness must be easy", and the easiest is the Chinese pentatonic scale palace, Shang, horn, sign, feather, and Canghai laughed all his life to change it to "feather, sign, horn, business, palace".

When everything was done, Han Tongwen walked out of his world with a satisfied smile, and only then did he discover Zhao Xiangxiang

"Xiangxiang, why are you here?"

"I've been here for a long time, Brother Wen, is this music?" asked Zhao Xiangxiang

"Hmm"

"Can you teach me music?"

For some reason, when I see the chubby Zhao Xiangxiang Han Tongwen, I always think of Xiaohua, and my heart is soft

"Okay, Xiangxiang likes to learn whatever my brother will teach you"

Han Tongwen has been teaching for a long time from music notes to music scores, Zhao Xiangxiang is also very smart, and the complex ruler score is very easy to learn, and Zhao Dafu praised his wisdom even more when he passed in front of him, picking up such a treasure, not only knowing poetry but also proficient in the music score of the book of heaven, but he was excited to go back to the ancestors to incense, and he could also take care of calling Xiangxiang back to the house to sleep.

Although Han Tongwen had a short rest, he was still in good spirits the next morning, and walked outside the restaurant with the music score in his arms.

"Tongwen go out," Zhao Dafu greeted Han Tongwen with a smile on his face

"Well, is there something wrong with the shopkeeper?"

"It's okay, it's okay, remember to come back for dinner earlier" Zhao Dafu carefully cared for his God of Wealth, for fear of being a little dissatisfied.

Although Chai Mountain is not as big as the Xizhou Mountain Range, it also has a radius of ten miles, but fortunately, Han Tongwen has internal strength to protect the body, and he walks like flying. After walking for a long time, Han Tongwen looked around, and felt that the center of Chaishan should be near here, and when he closed his eyes, he heard a slight sound of spring water in the lonely mountain, and after a while, he saw that the unfrozen spring that the old man said turned out to be a waterfall. There is a viewing pavilion halfway up the mountain, but there is no path to go up because of the heavy snow, and there are no footprints. Han Tongwen can't find the way up the mountain and then he doesn't look for it, but fortunately, Chaishan is not high.

Halfway up the mountain, it is only six or seven meters above the ground. Han Tongwen's luck jumped up, and when he was halfway through the jump, he got up together with one foot on the snow on the hillside, and finally landed in the pavilion like a wild goose spreading its wings.

"Good light skills" The old man appreciated, this light skill is different from all the light skills he knows, all the kung fu in this world pays attention to practical results, and the light skills used by Han Tongwen are not only better, but also there is always a chic smell of dust when used.

"You old ghost, if I didn't have two hands, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you."

"You stinky boy, can you use such advanced swordsmanship to be afraid of this viewing pavilion?" the old man laughed, "What light skills did you use just now?"

"I'm here to play a piece"

"Okay, okay, let the old man see your score!"

The old man leaned over to let Han Tongwen enter, the table in the middle of the pavilion was placed with a whole body black, faintly glowing green, like a green vine wrapped around the ancient wood of the qin, the qin is the highest status of the instrument, ranking the first of the four arts, there are often "no reason to withdraw the qin" and "left qin right book" said, next to the qin is a clear crystal green Xiao, Xiao body carved with a faint pattern, can be called ingenious, at a glance you know that the extraordinary product, Han Tongwen's eyes are attracted by this ancient Qin and Xiao

"Midoriki and Aoba?"

"Yes, it's Luqi and Qingye," the old man was very proud, "Collecting this Luqi Qingye is one of the few prides in the old man's life, hahahaha!"

"I didn't expect you to be an old ghost or an elegant person," Han Tongwen said with a smile, "It's really unseemly."

"You kid is scolding me in a different way, what do you mean that people can't be disfigured," the old man said angrily

"Look at your own bad look"

As soon as the old man was about to get angry, Han Tongwen threw away the score, "Go and see for yourself first"

Han Tongwen is indeed right, this unkempt old ghost is indeed an elegant person, there are not only rare treasures in the world on the stone table, green Qi and green leaves, but also a pot of wine, after the snow in the empty mountain, tasting wine and appreciating the snow plus the fairy music of the world, Han Tongwen feels comfortable. Han Tongwen poured two glasses of wine, the wine was pure and fragrant, and Han Tongwen raised his glass

"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. ”

The old man laughed when he heard this, "What a poem to persuade drinking, a good poem, just drink this poem to the old man" The old man made a move with one hand, and the wine glass was volleyed into the old man's hand

"Beidou drank wine and persuaded the dragons to take their own shots. Wealth is not what you want, and you are beautiful. After finishing speaking, he raised his glass and drank it all, "You kid has the elegance of a literati, and the debauchery of a martial artist, just like an old man when he was young."

"Are you putting gold on your face? I'm much more handsome than you" Han Tongwen said with a smile, this old man is also a suave character, although he feels like a wandering skeleton, he is also a romantic character, whether it is poetry or martial arts, it is unfathomable.

The old man is also as intoxicated by this amazing song as Han Tongwen, plucking the strings from time to time to tune, he has more experience than Han Tongwen, so his feelings are deeper than him. On the score alone, all kinds of tone changes make it difficult to start, and what makes the old man full of feelings is the true meaning of this song, ups and downs, as if like his life, a life of ups and downs, and finally free from the world, smiling proudly, wonderful, looking at the words on the last page of the old man is already in tears! Thinking about his life, he does not seek fame in the world, he is happy and hateful, he once had infinite pride, he dares to compete with the heavenly prince with a sword in his hand, the country is not splendid, and the red dust is still delicate, but the silent young man who was full of ambition to break into the world alone is no match for the baptism of time, and now

Three thousand flowers have turned into green silk, and only an incomparably lonely old man remains! This is exactly the portrayal of his life, a song full of love and hatred in the rivers and lakes, and a song full of heroes and loneliness!

"What's the name of this song?"

"Smiling Proud Rivers and Lakes"

"Laugh at the rivers and lakes, laugh at the rivers and lakes!" the old man said silently several times

"The young man doesn't know how high the sky is, and the fat horse is light and the red dust is swimming. Looking at the moon Qionglou Jade Palace, Fu poem hook column tile house. I am used to seeing how many things are in the red dust, and I have been in the autumn several times. The cold moon has passed by thousands of mountains, the years have been around the white head, how many red dust things, and now Yaoqin is sad alone"

"Boy, can you have a song with the old man?" the old man seemed to want to vent the indescribable emotions in his heart

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, I can't play it here, just play it outside the pavilion!"

Han Tongwen picked up the green leaves, climbed the viewing pavilion in a chic manner, and stood on the top of the pavilion. The old man picked up the green qi, floated to the mountain spring waterfall, brushed off the snow on the stone and sat down, and put the piano in front of his lap. Snow valley empty mountain, waterfall pavilion, in addition to these only the vast sky!

The sound of the flute is soft and long, the sound of the piano is peaceful and upright, and then mixed with the quiet sound of the hole flute, as if it is asking and answering. I only listened to the high-pitched sound of the piano and the sound of the flute slowly went down, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer drifting in the wind but endlessly, which increased the meaning of reverberation. The waterfall is next to it, but the roar of the flowing water can't hide the sound of the piano flute, and the internal strength of the two is really not shallow. The highest sound of the piano is faint, and the sound of the flute is melodious, the sound of the piano is echoed, the height is tactful, and then the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano are compared at the same time, and the heart of the old man can no longer be suppressed with the sound of the flute, and the internal force is suddenly released. A song is closed. The old man got up with the piano in his arms, looked up to the sky and roared, the snow in the mountains rose one after another, Han Tongwen was shocked by this roar, Han Tongwen could feel that the old man's roar seemed to contain too many things.

"Boy, can you do it in a song!"

"Accompany you to the end"

The old and the young were completely immersed in the music!

The sound of the flute, the sound of the piano stopped, Han Tongwen was already weak, the old man's strength was too terrifying, he had already suppressed the internal force, but it was only those sides that he couldn't help but let Han Tongwen use all his strength to cooperate.

"What, do you want to have a song?" Han Tongwen asked as he looked at the old man holding the qin and looking at the sky

"The old man still understands the truth that after this song, there is no one in the world who can enter the ear, and besides, can you still persevere?"

Han Tongwen returned to the viewing pavilion and gasped, "Old ghost, you're satisfied." I'm so tired!"

"The old man is suppressing, you are fighting, there is always a slight flaw, the old man is looking forward to playing a song with you when you are successful in the future!"

"I believe it won't be too far" Han Tongwen is very confident in himself

"After this incident, the old man decided to retire, think about this life, the old man does not know who he is living for, when he was young and vigorous, he wanted to do a great cause for the country and the people, and now he is old and finds that he has missed this infinite scenery!

"Don't say that," Han refused

"Why"

"Because many people have said that they will wash their hands after this ticket, and they all died when they washed their hands."

The old man laughed happily

"So happy, give me Luqi?" Han Tongwen was really greedy

"Fart!" The old man was instantly angry, "This is the old man's lifeline, and bring Aoba to it" The old man hugged the hole flute in Han Tongwen's arms, "This is the old man's thing, don't want to take it away!"