The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 357
Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

I'm afraid that Shuangxi can't carry a lot of worry.

——"Wuling Spring·Spring Festival Gala" Li Qingzhao
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Slowly, Yang Yuhuan's sobs faded away.

Only then did Bai Fu walk up to the two of them, handed a pipa to Yang Yuhuan, and said, "Mrs. Yang, I think this pipa is not bad among the items left by Mawei Station. I thought it belonged to you, so I brought it with me when I left." Come out, I want to find a chance for you."

Yang Yuhuan stroked the pipa, smiling with tears, pear blossoms with rain, and said in tears: "This pipa is called 'Yunshang', and it was a gift from Li Longji as a token of love. I thought I would never see her again in this life. "

Yang Yuhuan plucks the strings on the rotating shaft, and sings lightly, the strings suppress her voice and think, expressing the infinite things in her heart.

"Lightly gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again. It was first "Neon Clothes" and then "Six Yao". The big strings are noisy like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The bottom of Guan Yingyu is slippery, and the final song is difficult to close under the flowing ice of the quiet pharynx. Be careful to draw, the four strings sound like a crack."

After finishing the song and crying no more, Yang Yuhuan was completely released and finally let go.

Li Xuexuan glared at Bai Fu, and said angrily, "You still know how to coax women."

Bai Fu stood there with an innocent expression on his face.

Li Xuexuan also took out a guqin from the horse's backpack, and said to Yang Yuhuan, "Sister, you play the piano really well. I'll also play the piano, and please give me some pointers."

Li Xuexuan's piano is just like her own person, with orchids in the empty valley, dark fragrance and sparse shadows, quiet and lonely, with a ray of strength in her elegance.After hearing this, Yang Yuhuan was full of praise, and said: "My sister is unparalleled in piano skills, and the first in the Liyuan should be ashamed of herself."

Li Xuexuan looked at Bai Fu, and said with a smile: "Mr.'s master is a master of Taoism. Presumably, Mr. is also proficient in melody. Both of us sisters have made a fool of ourselves today, why don't you ask Mr. to teach you a thing or two?"

Yang Yuhuan applauded and said with a smile, "Sir, don't disappoint me with such a beautiful day."

Under the influence of the head of Qingxuan back then, Bai's polyphonic temperament was quite profound.When Yang and Li played, Bai Fu was a little bit anxious.

Bai Fu didn't make any fuss, took out a bamboo flute from his bosom, pondered for a while, and played the flute horizontally.The sound of the flute is like the rising tide of the blue sea, and the plain strings are condensed.Everyone seems to see:
The sea is magnificent, the water and the sky are the same color.Suddenly, there was a strong wind, dark clouds, heavy rain, and huge waves like hills, covering the sky and covering the earth, sweeping in, crushing all living beings.

Just between the chills of heaven and earth, a small sampan shuttled through the huge waves.Pass through a nest of flying waves, climb to the top of the tide, and ride the waves forward.At the top of the Julang Peak, fly freely, go forward bravely, and be unstoppable.

A graceful young man dressed in white clothes, standing proudly on the sampan, playing the jade flute horizontally, as elegant as a fairy.

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Li Xuexuan smiled like a flower, stroked her palms and said, "What a song 'Hurricane Destroys Soul'! Brother Fu, why don't you show up yet?"

The whistling song produced by the blue sea was created by Bai Fu according to the sword technique of Dugu Sword Demon "Hurricane Destroyer Soul".

Bai Fu knew that Li Xuexuan had seen through his identity, so he smiled.

With a tacit understanding, Li Xuexuan played the qin together, and the melodious sound of the qin was embedded in the sound of the jade flute:
I saw that the waves gradually calmed down, and the violent and unruly sea became gentle and peaceful, vast and magnificent.A red sun rose above the sea, red like a golden elixir, pleasing to the eye but not dazzling.When the sun rises in the east, the sea is suddenly full of rays of light, the clouds are steaming, and the clouds are like brocade, which is very spectacular.

Yang Yuhuan couldn't bear it either, she twitched her fingers and joined the music feast.The pipa is agile and cheerful, like flocks of white seagulls, flying freely between the sea and the sky.

Three white dolphins jumped out of the sea, jumped and flipped on the water, chasing and playing, ethereal and free...

After the song was played, the three of them were in high spirits, sympathetic to each other, and connected with each other.

……

Bai Fu took off the hat and hat, washed off the oil paint on his face, revealing his true face.

Yang Yuhuan exclaimed: "Master Fu, so it's you?"

Bai Fu said, "Madam Yang, do you recognize me?"

Yang Yuhuan nodded and praised: "Yuanxi Ball Game, your Flying Immortal, everyone in Chang'an knows you!
In the Spring Festival of Yingyuan, you and Guangping Wang Li Chu competed in calligraphy. I was in the attic and watched your whole competition up close.

Your handwriting has both the elegance of Youjun and the uninhibitedness of Zhang Xu, forming a school of its own.Afterwards, I also framed the entire wall and moved it into Daming Palace.

But what about your fingers? ..." Yang Yuhuan looked at Bai Fu's incomplete right thumb, and couldn't bear to ask any more questions.

Bai Fu smiled wryly, and told the past events one by one.Li and Yang's starry eyes were foggy, tears were streaming down, and they couldn't help but sigh.

Yang Yuhuan bowed down in front of Bai Fu, weeping and said: "Master Fu, although this incident did not happen because of my concubine, but the people who harmed you are my brother and my husband. please forgive!"

Bai Fu hurriedly picked up Yang Yuhuan and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, please don't blame yourself, Mrs. Yang."

Yang Yuhuan sighed: "Master Fu, I'm sorry for you. Alas, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to repay you in the future. I'll be older than you two, and we will be siblings in the future. If you call me Mrs. Yang again, I will have no face to face you." .”

Bai Fu smiled freely and said: "Okay, it's worth it to have a elder sister after suffering a little bit!" Yang Yuhuan smiled through tears, and was relieved.

Bai Fu turned his head to Li Xuexuan, and said, "How do you know that Dr. You Fang is me in disguise?"

Li Xuexuan said: "I was skeptical when you took the initiative to treat those merchants. How could such superb medical skills be unknown in the Jianghu? When you used silver needles to detoxify sister Yuhuan, the method was the Qingcheng Nine Needles passed down from generation to generation!"

Bai Fu wondered, "There are so many disciples in Qingcheng, why would you suspect me? Even the disciples of the Chuan Gang thought I died three years ago."

Li Xuexuan stared at Bai Fu for a long time, and said, "I don't believe you're dead! I have a hunch that you must still be alive, but you're just being held secretly somewhere in Chang'an. I've been inquiring about your whereabouts all these years. Until someone One day, I received a message from you, confirming that you are still alive!"

Bai Fu was amazed and hurriedly asked, "What's the message? Why don't I know?"

Li Xuexuan smiled without saying a word, stroking the Yaoqin with her hand, and gently plucking the strings, the melody was like the sound of nature.

Bai Fu was shocked!

This rhythm is exactly the melody played on the strings of the rain curtain when I was in prison and recited the three ancient seal characters of Kan Ding.

Bai Fu asked anxiously: "The one who recited the mantra of Buddhism in the air is actually you?!"

Li Xuexuan said with a smile: "I searched all over Chang'an with the Buddhist technique of sound transmission, but found nothing. Later, someone told me that there is an extremely secret prison in Zhongnan Mountain, where serious criminals are held. So, I searched I traveled all over Nanshan, but I didn't expect to really sense you!"

Baifuxin Lake is like throwing a stone, causing ripples.Bai Fu knew very well that behind Li Xuexuan's understatement, there were countless days and nights of running around and suffering.

Bai Fu's eyes were full of tears, he didn't know how to express it!

Seeing the opportunity, Li Xuexuan changed the conversation, and asked, "I don't know why, I won't be able to sense you in rainy days from now on?"

Bai Fu apologized: "Later, when I learned the art of war with Master Zhong Si, I was so focused on the art of war that I didn't pay attention to the call of the rainy day."

Li Xuexuan nodded and said: "As expected of Zhang Guo's design of Lihentian, although I sensed you, I couldn't find the entrance to this prison at all. After searching to no avail, I left angrily. Returning to Luoyang, I went to the prison. Abbot Kong asked for advice on how to crack it.

Returning to Zhongnan Mountain this time, many soldiers were found in a mountain depression, and they dispatched falcons and mastiffs to search for them.I arrested a soldier for interrogation, only to find out that someone had escaped from prison.The fugitive's physical features are closer to yours, so I think it might be you.

If you escape, you must use the way of water escape.So he deliberately left clues to mislead the officers and soldiers who were arrested and chased them into the forest..."

Bai Fu thought to himself that he was lucky, if Li Xuexuan hadn't set up a maze, he would have had to spend a lot of effort to escape Li Hentian.

When the mystery was revealed, both of them were filled with emotion.A few years in a hurry, it seems like a lifetime away, and it is close in front of you again.

　reference poem

　　1. "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi
　　"Qing, slow, twisting, wiping, and picking again. At the beginning, it was "Neon Clothes" and then "Six Yao". The big strings are like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The bottom of the flower is slippery in Yingyu, and it is difficult to fall under the flowing ice of the Youyan spring.... At the end of the song, be careful to draw, and the four strings sound like cracking silk."

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)