In a few sentences, after confirming that today's elegant game was not 'chess' but 'fun', the group of people stood up from the dining table and left without any delay.

After several ladies worked together to clean up the dining table and kitchen, everyone gathered in Xiao Qingchen's music studio, bringing with them a bunch of guqins, guzhengs, ancient Xiaos, transverse flutes, recorders, xuns, pipas... Hao

Fighting out of Fuyun Tower with great force.

When the group of people walked to a pavilion halfway up the mountain, hidden among pine trees and strange rocks, Xiao Qingchen, who was leading the way, finally stopped and pointed at the two square stone tables arranged like twin stars in the center of the pavilion and said with a smile

:

"Lao Jin, how about we just play the piano and flute here?"

Zhang Jin looked around and, like a true ancient scribe, nodded and praised in a refined manner:

"There are clear springs and streams on the left, the sound of pines and the cries of apes on the right, the vast sea of ​​clouds in front, and dangerous rocks and strange rocks behind. This is indeed an excellent place to 'burn incense and play the piano'!"

With that said, Zhang Jin pointed to the plaque at the eyebrow of the pavilion and said:

"'Ting Tao Ming Qin', this is a good name! The pines are like the waves of the sea, as if they are dubbing the surging sea of ​​clouds. Playing the piano with the pines must be very exciting. I have to say, Lao Chen, you enjoy it so much

, right here.”

As he said this, the host did not need to lead the way, and he took the lead in walking into the pavilion.

The simple and elegant "Tingtao Mingqin" pavilion with wooden beams and stone tiles is not small, but when everyone poured in, it was still crowded.

Xiao Qingchen's five wives, He Qingqian, Beigong sister and brother, and Liu Xianxian, sat together around the stone table in the center of the hall. The five Mrs. Xiao, who were familiar with this place and Xiao Qingchen's habits, stood in a hurry.

After everyone sat down, they began to perform their respective duties and set the atmosphere for the two people to play the piano and have fun.

Before, Zhang Jin had known that the entire Huangshan Mountain was Xiao Qingchen's territory, so Mr. Kong had to climb it on foot even if he went to Guangming Peak to show respect. And this unknown mountain peak on the map belonged to Xiao Qingchen.

Private property is like the front yard and backyard of an ordinary home.

Even on top of Hongchen's small building, even the 'old men' and 'old men' of several aristocratic families are not allowed to come up without Xiao Qingchen's consent! And everyone who serves in the Riguan Pavilion is except those in the 'Riguan Pavilion'.

And beyond the road from Riguan Pavilion to Hongchen Xiaozhu, you are not allowed to wander anywhere.

Therefore, this 'Tingtao Mingqin' pavilion is naturally Xiao Qingchen's private property. Therefore, the cabinet in the hall has no lock. There are many objects in it.

Bai Ningshuang took out the small red clay stove, black stone tea cauldron, bluestone tea cup, ancient rosin charcoal, Huangshan Houkui from the vacuum bag inside, and cooked tea to entertain guests;

Huo Siyu took out the three-legged copper incense burner, the Dragon's Birthday spices, and lit a fire to burn incense;

Luo Xuefei took out a copper basin and water urn, fetched water from the mountain spring next to the pavilion, and wiped the tables and chairs...

When Mrs. Xiao sat down after working for a few minutes, the whole pavilion was already filled with the kind of ancient charm that can only be seen in paintings.

There are lush forests and strange rocks on the mountain. Above the clouds, there is an ancient wooden pavilion and a clear spring. The pleasant smoke from the incense burner in the hall is curling up, the tea stove is steaming with clouds, and an antique piano is placed on the table.

,Zheng,Xiao,Xi...

If everyone in the hall had changed into full-length robes, it would look like a picture of "Autumn Tour of Famous Officials". This scene can be compared with the "Picture of Famous Officials' Autumn Tour" by Wang Xizhi, Xie An, Wang Ningzhi, Wang Caozhi, Wang Xianzhi, Sun Qian and others.

It matches "Feast at the Orchid Pavilion". If the tea cauldron on the small red clay stove is replaced by a wine cauldron, it can also match "The Pavilion of the Drunkard" by Ouyang Xiu.

Influenced by the environment and atmosphere, not to mention the well-educated third son of the aristocratic family, even Zhang Jin, a common man, feels as if he has traveled through a thousand years, and can't help but change towards the direction of 'a master from the world', and becomes free from the world.

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A group of 'elegant scholars', or people pretending to be 'elegant scholars', chatted for a while in the pavilion. It was not until three cups of tea were finished and the aroma of the incense burner filled the entire pavilion that Xiao Qingchen reached out and took it from the table.

He held the nine-hole flute in his hand and said with a smile:

"Now that I'm in a good mood, let me throw some light on it and play a light song to entertain the guests."

Xiao Qingchen, who looked like a fairy, said this, smiled slightly at Zhang Jin, then played the flute to his lips, and the flute played loudly.

Xiao Qingchen is indeed a master of music, and his flute skills are almost as good as Zhang Jin. As soon as his flute music is heard, the flute listeners around him are suddenly in a trance, feeling that a quiet picture is unfolding in front of their eyes, and this picture

Getting closer and closer to yourself, becoming clearer and clearer, until you step into the picture and become part of the scenery.

In the painting——

The mountain spring is gurgling, just like this one by the pavilion, with clear and crystal clear spring water. Although it is not majestic, it is endless. The lovely and pure clarity makes people dare not approach, dare not raise their voice, and are deeply afraid of being shocked.

The dust raised has tarnished that purity, and I am deeply afraid that my voice will disturb the clearness of the spring water.

The gushing spring water merged into a small pool that was no more than a foot wide and only a few inches deep. When the pool was full of water, it turned into a clear stream that flowed down the mountain.

The tinkling sound of the mountain spring, when it jumps up from the spring eye and lands on the stone, is like a rhinoceros key tapping the gold; when it flows happily through the pebble stream bed, it is like a series of silver bells disturbed by the wind, crisp and sweet; when it crosses the

Go faster

, the chirping sound became more and more urgent; when it, which was already running fast, hit the rock wall or boulder due to a sudden turn, it made a sound like the beating of a chime, occasionally revealing its mischief.

melody!

The sound of the flute is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. The sound of the flute is so pure that it makes people feel as if the clear spring is flowing in their heart and body, washing their soul and body, washing themselves.

The filth and filth!

What a great song, "Clear Stream on the Stone", which is very different from the ancient song of the same name circulating in the world. The title is more appropriate and the melody is more beautiful. It is obvious that this song was modified or composed by Xiao Qingchen himself.

As the sound of the flute continues, the flute listeners become more and more intoxicated. Even Xiao Qingchen, who plays the flute, gradually immerses himself in this ethereal space, his eyes slightly narrowed, with a look of intoxication on his face!

Finally, Zhang Jin's joy at meeting a close friend made him unable to control himself. He couldn't help but take the guqin from the table, lay it on his lap, and played it gently in harmony with Xiao Qingchen's flute!

Unprecedented in history, the "Harmony of Qin Xiao", a collaboration between two top masters of Qin Xiao, appeared in the mortal world for the first time!

Suddenly, the world of clear springs that seemed to be real became more and more real, and the people who were already addicted to the clear springs became even more sinking.

If there is still someone awake at the scene, if this person carefully compares the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute, he will find that the rhythm and rhythm of Zhang Jin’s piano sound and Xiao Qingchen’s flute sound are actually completely different. However, these two are completely different.

The music of piano and flute, when combined, is perfect.

What Xiao Qingchen brought to everyone was a clear spring, a shallow pool, a creek, a pebble creek bed, and a boulder creek bank.

But Zhang Jin helped Xiao Qingchen to complete the pictures around the spring, pond, and stream. He led everyone to see the bubbles bursting in the water when the clear spring rose, to see the blue sky and white clouds reflected in the clear pool, and to see the people on the bank of the stream.

Lush grass, I saw it

I saw the mottled moss on the half-exposed rocks in the stream, saw the green pines growing strong in the gaps between the cliffs, saw the fish and krill in the water, felt the coolness of the water, smelled the fragrance of the grass, and listened to

When it comes to the chirping of insects in the grass...

If Xiao Qingchen led everyone to see a clear spring and a small stream, then Zhang Jin helped Xiao Qingchen take this as the center and follow the clear spring and stream to create a vibrant world!

Xiao Qingchen's flute music plays the main role, and Zhang Jin's piano music plays the supplementary role. The perfect collaboration between the two masters shows a vivid miracle!

When the stream rushed all the way and merged into the gentle Qinghe River at the foot of the mountain, it turned from lively to silent. The sound of the piano and the flute finally stopped here, and everyone in the pavilion was speechless for a moment. It was as if they were still immersed in the world created by the music.

Extricate yourself.

It wasn't until a long time passed that Zhang Jin and Xiao Qingchen, the two creators of the Qingquan world, woke up first at the same time. After looking at each other and smiling, they each raised the tea cup in front of them, looked at each other from a distance, and raised their heads.

Put the tea in the cup into your throat.

From waking up, to smiling, to toasting, to drinking tea, the two people's movements were in perfect sync, and the rhythm ended with a tacit understanding, as if they had been old friends who had been together day and night for decades.

For a moment, the two parties involved could not help but feel an irreversible feeling of "knowing each other", and felt in their hearts that "in the vast world of life, they finally found a true "confidant"".

No need to say much, no need to do much, just a look, I will know what you are thinking! No need to think too much, no need to worry, just follow your heart and you will have a tacit understanding!

While the others had not woken up from the beautiful illusion created by the music for a long time, Zhang Jin, who drank a cup of tea, made a "please" gesture and pressed the strings again, clanking

It bounced.

As Zhang Jin plucked the strings, the melodious music sounded like a phoenix from low to high. It chirped gracefully and spread far away. The sound became louder and louder until it filled the clouds.

It even gives people the illusion that in the sound of the piano that is full of majesty and majesty and is so beautiful that no gorgeous words can describe it, the vast sea of ​​clouds spreading on the mountainside in front of you are stirred up by the sound of the piano!

This is "Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix". Zhang Jin has played "Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix" the most, is the most proficient in it, and is the most familiar!

Sometimes sharp and clear, sometimes low and subtle, the chirping of the phoenix made everyone seem to see a huge flying bird, covered with gorgeous feathers, dotted with stars of ten colors, shining with a light that makes people dare not look at it.

Flying before my eyes!

The colorful and gorgeous tail feathers turned into a dreamlike rainbow as the bird danced. The breeze and white clouds that were torn apart by the wings turned into colorful flowers and fell one after another!
Chapter completed!