When the footsteps came, Geng Shu immediately turned around, and Jiang Heng glanced curiously.
Geng Shu's mind was in chaos, and he didn't even notice that Jie Gui was on the city wall.
"Why did you suddenly leave?" Jie Gui said.
"I can't find anyone." Jiang Heng smiled, "Did you come to say goodbye to me?"
Jie Gui climbed over the city wall, sat down not far from them, looked south, and said, "People from the south will eventually return to the south."
Geng Shu was a little dissatisfied with Jie Gui's sudden appearance, but he didn't say anything when he thought that they would be leaving early tomorrow morning and that he would be by Jiang Heng's side.
Jiang Heng said that Dao Jiegui would not follow him to the country of Ying. He would stay in the Lama Temple, and he would be assigned to the prince at that time.
"Let me go," Jiang Heng said, "to get along with the prince."
Jie Gui laughed at himself: "I don't want to stay in the East Palace anymore, just stay in the Peach Blossom Palace."
Jie Gui turned his face and didn't know why. Geng Shu suddenly remembered the guard wearing a mask described by Lang Huang.
Geng Shu narrowed his eyes and looked at Jie Gui.
"There is an injury on the face," Geng Shu said, "I don't remember it before, where did it come from?"
Jie Gui said, "I really didn't have eyesight before."
Jiang Heng remembered Jie Gui's light-hearted appearance—that day in Donglan Mountain, he threw a piece of red-hot charcoal, leaving a light scar at the corner of Jie Gui's eye.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Heng said.
Jie Gui said solemnly: "I do it myself, I deserve it, I am so soft-hearted, what will I do in the future? Well, give it to me."
Saying , Jie Gui threw a waist card with a mark in seal script on it, and Geng Shu raised his hand to catch it.
"After arriving in Jiangdu," Jie Gui said, "if there are not enough staff, show this waist card and find someone from Taoyuan, and they will give instructions."
Jiang Heng glanced at it, there was a peach blossom mark on it, and clicked .
"Vietnamese?" Geng Shu asked.
"Clan people." Jie Gui replied, "After Yuedi subjugated the country, some people came to the north with Juicong, some went to Zheng, some went to Ying, Taoyuan is one of them."
Jiang Heng thanked him. Daojie Guiyi has contact with people from his home country. Although the Yue people lost their country and scattered into the five countries, for the sake of the blood of the land of China, their character is always there. Not affecting countries, their songs are being sung in the world.
Jiang Heng said, "Thank you, today is the festival, so let's go back and take a break."
"Let him stay here," Geng Shu said. "Today is his last day of protection."
Jie Gui said to Jiang Heng, "Why do you always despise me?"
"I don't," Jiang Heng couldn't help laughing. To be honest, he quite liked Jie Gui, "I will think about it."
"Hopefully." Jie Gui said, "I've used too much love in my life."
"It's over." Geng Shu started to feel uncomfortable, Jie Gui always wanted to go beyond the rules, intentionally or not, which made him sometimes want to beat him up.
Someone blew a whistle, Jiang Heng turned around, but no one was there, and his voice was heard.
"Meng He!" Meng He turned over and climbed the city wall.
"Snowball fight!" Meng He said to Jiang Heng.
Another farewell, Geng Shu said impatiently, "No more!"
"Looking for you for a long time," Shan Ze walked along the stone steps of the city tower, walked up the stairs, and held hands with Shui Jun, "Hide here."
"I said they were hiding." Lang Huang said.
Actually they all came, Geng Shu said, most of them were discussing and saying goodbye to Jiang Heng. After all, after such a situation, they didn't know what year and month it was when they came back.
"Sit down." Geng Shu said.
So Meng He, Shan Ze, Shui Jun, and Lang Huang lined up and sat on the city wall, filling the space between Jie Gui and Geng Shu and Jiang Heng. Everyone put their feet down, Meng He put his feet on the city wall, put his hands on his knees, and carried a bag of wine.
"What are you looking at?" Meng He said.
"Look at the Great Wall." Jiang Heng replied.
"Can you see?" Meng He turned to look at the people around him, "Can you see? Am I blind? Why can't I see?"
Everyone laughed.
"The more you speak Chinese, the more you speak," Jiang Heng said.
"I learned." Meng He said.
"Nonsense." Shan Ze said.
Everyone laughed again, Jiang Heng felt that this scene was really interesting, and all the people who came were princes! The prince of the Di people, the prince of the Fengrong people, the prince of the Linhu people... Now he is the king of Linhu, and the prince of the Yong people by his side.
This is really a rare scene. Everyone doesn't care much about their identity, and they are noisy, just like those young guys in Luoyancheng Market who are three or five companions and hang on their shoulders.
Shui Jun said, "You want to go home, don't you? It is said that the south is the home of the Yong people."
Jiang Heng replied: "The sky is big and the earth is my home. There are some people who should hope that the people of Yong should get out of the way?"
Everyone laughed again, and Lang Huang said, "So what? It's time for the Yong people to get out. Get out of the way, don't come back. Of course, if you are willing to come, we still welcome."
Geng Shu said lightly, "What about me?"
Lang Huang said, "Forget it."
Meng He pointed to the distance and said, "The Great Wall! I just want to take a look."
Jiang Heng asked, "Have you been to the south of the Great Wall?"
"No." Shan Ze said.
Meng He also shook his head, but not a single one of them had traveled south of the Great Wall.
"What's the south like?" Meng He said, "Speak, Heng'er."
Geng Shu frowned, this name is too intimate, and can be used by himself on weekdays.
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Shui Jun is mysterious, winking at Shan Ze, meaning "Look, am I right?" Shan Ze showed a reproachful look, and told Shui Jun to behave and not make fun of the two of them. After all, the others were brothers, and the intimacy between them was different from that of the young man. It was rumored that he did not care about reputation.
Jiang Heng didn't see it, and said, "The south is actually not as turbulent as I imagined. The wars, big and small, in the Central Plains have been going on for many years. Of course, there are also beautiful places, Song County is."
"My fief," Geng Shu said, "I am the Marquis of Wuling."
"Well," Jiang Heng said to them, "Wuling is right next to Qinchuan."
"Qin?" Meng He asked.
Shan Ze explained: "At the foot of Yuheng Mountain, there are five rivers, just like strings of a piano, so it is called Qinchuan."
Meng He nodded and made a work of "playing the piano". Shan Ze said: "I really want to see Luoyang, it is said that it is the center of the world, and the knowledge and books of Shenzhou, poetry, books, rituals and music, are all in the capital, like a palace in the sky. ."
"It's been burned," Jiang Heng said. "The one that is best preserved right now is in Anyang, Liangguo."
Shan Ze sighed, "What a pity."
Shan Ze has been reading Han Chinese books since he was a child, and he is very longing for the Central Plains. Jiang Heng said: "When the Yong army entered the customs, we have seen the Central Plains since then."
Shan Ze said: "I wanted to travel to China since I was a child."
"There is a chance." Jiang Heng said.
Shui Jun said, "Will you take me? Jiang Heng hasn't left yet, but he wants to leave."
Shan Ze laughed, hugged Shui Jun's shoulders, and without avoiding anyone, he kissed his ear and said, "Naturally, we can go anywhere."
"Hey—" The crowd really couldn't stand them.
"I want to do it too," Meng Hechao said to Jiang Heng, "I will see it next year."
Geng Shu was a little wary of Meng He, but he and his elder brother, Prince Feng Rong Chao Luo Wen, were friends of life and death, and they didn't hate Meng He very much.
"Where is it?" Meng Hechao Lang Huang asked.
Jiang Heng felt a little reluctant to part with them, although he had not been with them for a long time, had fought together with each other, and shared a life-and-death friendship, he should be different: "We can meet in Song County, if there is a chance. "
"Let's talk about it," said Lang Huang, "I'm not interested in the Central Plains, I just want to go shopping."
Everyone was silent for a while, and looked into the distance together. From here, the Great Wall could not be seen. It was too far away, and the Yubi Pass could not be seen, but the continuous mountain that separated the Central Plains and the Yongguo in the north.
"But I've been there too," Lang Huang said. "It's a beautiful place."
"Everywhere in the world is beautiful," Jiang Heng said. "I like a place because there are important people who speak to me here."
Everyone thought about it and nodded, and Geng Shu said, the original meaning of Jiang Heng's words - he accepted Yong, and it was always because of him. This reason has never changed.
He hugged Jiang Heng tightly, and the sunset gradually went down. Meng He said, "You said you can play the qin, Jiang Heng, play the qin for me."
Jiang Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't."
Shan Ze said sternly, "Father's piano skills were number one in the world during his lifetime, can't you? Lie to who?"
Jie Gui said: "I looked for the qin, he would, and I had him play it."
Jiang Heng: "When did you arrive?"
"Tongguan!" Jie Gui got off the city wall in the blink of an eye, "Midnight!"
Jiang Heng and Geng Shu looked at each other, and Geng Shu nodded, indicating to play, he also wanted to.
Lang Huang looked at Jie Gui's back, and thoughtfully, Geng Shu couldn't help looking at Lang Huang, Lang Huang looked back, looked at Jiang Heng, took out his cloud flute with a smile in his eyes.
"I'll blow the sky for me," Lang Huang said.
Not long after, Jie Gui came back and took the qin that Jiang Heng kept in the palace, as well as a few jars of wine. Jiang Heng jokingly said, "Are you going to take advantage of the fact that you can't stop drinking today and drink all your portion for a year?"
Jie Gui said: "No, why, I really want to drink today."
After returning, Lang Huang took another look at Jie Gui.
Jiang Heng said: "Well, play a qin, and the right should see off the Paozes who lived and died together."
"I don't feel sad or happy," Meng He said, "I sent them off."
"Yes, I haven't given them to them yet." Jiang Heng took the qin handed over by Jie Gui and adjusted his posture. Geng Shu consciously crossed his knees and placed it on the city wall, offering Jiang Heng a qin on his knees.
Immediately, Meng He asked everyone to stop for a while, and jumped off the city wall. When he turned around, he also brought a musical instrument. It was a small huqin, like a pipa.
Jiang Heng was a little surprised that Meng He could still play an instrument
"Hurry up!" Lang Huang was tuning his voice and said, "This is not a horse racing conference, no one is playing cotton."
The crowd laughed, and Meng He stubbornly wanted to reconcile with Jiang Heng. Shan Ze and Shui Jun each took out a Tao Xun, one black and one white.
Jiang Heng smiled and pondered for a moment, then Geng Shu released his hand, put it on the piano, and pressed the strings for him.
Jiang Hengxing played continuously like clouds and water, and what he played was the sonorous and powerful "Xiaoya Changdi".
"Changdi Zhihua, Ebuwei..."
Jiang Heng sang in a low voice.
Geng Shu took over the song and said, "Everyone today! No one is like a brother!"
Along with the singing, the three instruments of Xun, Yunxiao and Huqin responded, and the music suddenly became exciting.
"The power of death and mourning! Brother Kong Huai! Yuan Xisa! Brother begging!" Geng Shu looked at Jiang Heng and sang.
With a sad smile on Jiang Heng's face, his original intention was to cherish the memory of the foreigner Paoze who died in this war, but under Geng Shu's singing, the sadness gradually eased, and instead turned into an encouragement to the living.
Then, Geng Shu's wrist changed the strings, Jiang Heng played with one hand, and the sound of the piano was suddenly taken away, which became more and more heavy.
"Death and life are bound together—" Geng Shu closed his eyes and sang seriously.
"Talk to Zi-" Everyone stopped their instruments one after another. This song has been sung outside the Great Wall for a hundred years, and even Meng He can sing it. When they found a familiar melody, they immediately responded.
"Hand holding the child..." Geng Shu's free hand still held Jiang Heng's hand.
"With your son." Jie Gui looked into the distance and sang softly along with him.
The sound of "Drum Beating" can be heard all over the land of Shenzhou. Where there are people, there is this song. There is a relationship between death and life. It is said to Zi Zi, holding Zi's hand and sharing with Zi. It is not only the life and death of each other in the battle of Paoze, but also the song of life and death between lovers. Even the soldiers not far from the city wall, seeing the sound of the qin, also sang "The National Wind Beats the Drum".
Jiang Heng stopped the piano and said, "Two songs, enough?"
"Come again." Geng Shu pressed another string, Jiang Heng thought about it, and played the third song.
"Mountains have trees, and trees have branches." Geng Shu closed his eyes and said Jiang Heng's third qin piece.
Yunxiao's music stopped, and this "Yueren Song" was something no one had ever heard before, but Jie Gui and Geng Shu were too familiar with it.
"Xinyuejunxi-" Jie Gui's voice suddenly became louder, and he was touched by the sound of the piano, and sang affectionately.
Jiang Heng: "He Xixi today, the boat is in the middle of the stream..."
"What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince." Geng Shu and Jie Gui responded together.
This song is indeed very suitable. The princes are sitting on the city wall. The person who is really "in the same boat with the prince" is of course Jiang Heng.
"Be ashamed and be shamed, don't be ashamed..." Every time Jiang Heng sings this sentence, he is always a little embarrassed. Yueren's unrestrained and bold songs seem to be telling the whole world that he is eloquent. The endless love, this emotion, is the most human thing in this song.
"I'm so upset, I'm so upset, I have to be a prince..." Geng Shu looked at Jiang Heng, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly.
The sound of the qin gradually fell silent, and in the lingering sound, Jie Gui's voice gradually decreased, and finally he sang: "The mountain has wood, and the wood has branches..."
Everyone knew it, and before the sound of the violin dissipated, they sang, "Your heart is happy...
Jiang Heng stopped the sound of the qin and put the guqin aside.
"Really!" Meng He was shocked. It was the first time he saw "Yueren Song", and he said, "It's so beautiful!"
Jie Gui explained to them: "The last sentence is not to be sung. Because since 'Your Majesty is not sung', you will not say it on weekdays. You can only sing it out when there is a 'stunning song', that is, The last time I played the violin, I was going to die after I played it."
"Oh." Geng Shu nodded, but he didn't even say a word, but recalling that every time his father played this song before his death, it seemed that he never sang the word "Jun Buzhi", it was true .
Jiang Heng thought of Zhao Jie and Ji Xun, and sure enough they were.
The setting sun gradually went down, and everyone was out of their minds for a while, until the blood-like sun set on the horizon, and the shortest day of the year was over.
"Just be a snow lamp," Shui Jun suggested, "Let's go!"
Jiang Heng cheered, and the rest of the people descended the city wall one after another. The people of Luoyan City had a carnival for a day, and finally ushered in the penultimate celebration. Nearly 400,000 people in the city left their homes to build snowmen and snow dogs on the streets, outside their homes, or on the main street. , the shape of a flying eagle and a fox, and hollow out the heart and put a small oil lamp.
As the sky darkened, it was the real lights of thousands of homes. The lights of the stars were projected in the snow, converging into a river of light extending from all directions to the Lama Temple, like a dream.
In the end, Ju Cong personally lit a monarch lantern in front of the statue of Xuanwu as a sacrifice to bless the coming year with good weather and invincibility.
Jiang Heng and Geng Shu built two snowmen holding hands, and each lit a lamp in their hearts, echoing them from afar. The royal palace held a banquet and distributed it to the people of the city. The people came to the school grounds in front of the palace to meet Juicong and Juicy.
Jiang Heng had dinner and played all day, and he was so sleepy that he was still in the middle of the night with the Lunar New Year firecrackers. Geng Shu changed his clothes for him and said, "I have to go out tomorrow morning, so I'm sleepy. Go to sleep."
"I'll lie down for a while," Jiang Heng said, "call me up in the middle of the night."
Geng Shu didn't care about that. Seeing Jiang Heng lying down, he also slept beside him on the couch. Jiang Heng pushed him and said, "Go back to the bedroom and sleep."
"No." Geng Shu bluntly rejected him.
Jiang Heng wanted to play tricks on him and sang: "What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince... Be ashamed and be embarrassed, don't be ashamed..."
Geng Shu: "Don't make trouble!"
Jiang Heng wanted to cover him with the quilt, but Geng Shu pressed him against him, telling him not to mess around. Jiang Heng obediently let Geng Shu hug him, his eyelids got heavier and he fell asleep.