In the study room in the Gu mansion, Gu She still said indifferently: "Why do you blush when you enter the door?"
"Oh—" Tao Mo didn't know what to say, and was at a loss for a while.
Hao Guozi interjected, "Maybe it's warmer in the study."
Gu She stopped talking and just sat down at the piano table.
Tao Mo was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it, did he want to sit clearly in Gu She's arms tonight
Seemingly aware of Tao Mo's embarrassment, Gu She said calmly, "If you advance quickly, you won't be in this posture for long."
Tao Mo looked at Gu Xiaojia and Hao Guozi. Both Gu Xiaojia and Hao Guozi looked at the ground, as if there were flowers on the ground.
Tao Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.
At night, the water is dense behind the screen.
While taking a bath, Mu Chun asked Lian Xueyi: "You have met Tao Mo, what do you think of him?"
Lian Xueyi rubbed Mu Chun's hair, casually: "Very kind, seems to have known each other before."
"Do you remember, you once asked me why I was so nice to Tao Mo?"
Lian Xueyi stopped what he was doing and looked at him: "Are you going to say it?"
Mu Chundao: "Firstly, Elder Lu regards him as his own son, and I am entrusted by Elder Lu; secondly, I also admire him very much, and think he is a gentleman with sincerity; finally, it is because of you, he is the one we have been looking for for a long time. Tao Wuwen."
Lian Xueyi was startled, and looked at him in disbelief: "Are you kidding me? I have seen Tao Wuwen's portrait countless times, and it is engraved in my heart."
Mu Chun shook his head: "I've seen that portrait too, and I remember Tao Wuwen's appearance. But Tao Mo is indeed Tao Wuwen, Wu Wen makes ink, and Tao Mo is his name changed later."
Lian Xueyi hurriedly dried her hands and took out a painting to unfold. In the painting is a soft and beautiful young man with eyes like spring water, nose like green onions, lips like flower petals, and fair skin.
"This is obviously different from Tao Mo."
"Like in spirit but not in form." Mu Chun concluded, "How has Lian Jian's drawing skills always been?"
Lian Xueyi pondered for a moment: "Of course it's very different from She'er, but the painting doesn't look like it at all..."
Mu Chun said: "From sixteen to nineteen, the changes should be relatively large."
Lian Xueyi said joyfully, "He has a good relationship with She'er, I'll go and tell She'er right away, so that She'er can also be happy."
"Wait!"
"Why?"
Mu Chun hesitated for a long time before saying: "It's not the right time yet. I have something to tell you, you must calm down and don't yell."
Lian Xueyi was furious: "Am I that kind of person?"
Mu Chun said leisurely: "He likes Gu She."
The portrait in Lian Xueyi's hand fell to the ground: "What did you say?"
That night, Lian Xueyi almost stayed up all night. Listening to the wind outside the window, I thought of Lian Jian for a while, and my sister for a while...
She resented Tao Mo: If he had enlightened earlier and followed Lian Jian, wouldn't Huang Guangde and Shi Guangyao not covet him anymore? Even the arrow will not go away with regret? Wouldn't my sister die early because of this
But she immediately denied her idea. Tao Wuwen three years ago was different from Tao Mo now, and Gu She and Lian Jian were also different. Therefore, Tao Mo now likes Gu She, but it does not mean that Tao Wuwen three years ago would like Lian Jian.
Hearing her tossing and turning, Mu Chun looked at her with half-opened blurred eyes, hugged her in his arms, and fell asleep again.
Lian Xueyi was held in his arms, but he only felt a burst of dryness and heat, and finally fell asleep with sweat when it was almost dawn.
She thought it was because the charcoal fire in the room was too hot, or Mu Chun hugged her too tightly, so she let her be heated. It wasn't until she opened the door and saw the peach blossoms blooming outside the door that she realized that spring had arrived.
Spring has really arrived.
One night of spring breeze, peaches and plums bloomed together, and even Tao Mo, who is afraid of the cold, lost his cloak.
Standing under the peach tree in the county government, he was fascinated by it. Peach blossom, the flowering period is too short, I haven't seen it for a long time. People like him who are afraid of the cold especially feel that this time is too long.
"Silly young master?"
Tao Mo turned his head and smiled at Mu Chun who was drifting towards him. His smiles are always clear, and they all come from the heart. There are very few forced smiles, let alone perfunctory or false intentions. When Mu Chun saw it, he felt that his smile was brighter and more attractive than the peach blossoms on the tree.
"Mr. Mu, peach blossoms are blooming."
Mu Chun shrugged gently: "Peach blossoms bloom every year!"
Tao Mo whispered, "But not every day."
"If the peach blossoms fail, there will be other flowers. There are always flowers every day."
Tao Mo raised his head, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes gradually moved away: "But the flowers are different every day..."
Mu Chun laughed: "Then... what do you want to do?"
"I want to appreciate it and be with it when it is still open; draw a picture of it and let it stay forever; play a tune for it... Unfortunately, I can neither draw nor play the piano. "
"Painting? Playing the piano?" Mu Chun fell into deep thought.
Gu Fu, dinner.
"It's rare to come back so early today."
"Yes, I want to eat Gu's food." Mu Chun sat down aggressively, and his servants immediately brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Lian Xueyi picked up vegetables for him, and Mu Chun asked while eating, "The peach blossoms are blooming today, have you seen them?"
"I see. It will be ready in a few days. Let's go outside the city to see."
"Yes, my wife is a smart person after all. How is it like that silly young master who stared at the sparse peach blossoms in the courtyard of the county government in a daze, and said that he hated himself for not being able to draw, play the piano, or give peach blossoms? Portraits can't be accompanied by peach blossoms."
Lian Xueyi smiled: "What an idiot." Looking back at the expressionless Gu She, he said softly to Mu Chun: "You can't talk about food."
Mu Chun glanced at Gu She and stopped talking.
After eating and returning to the room, Lian Xueyi asked Mu Chun: "Didn't you say to let them go with the flow? Why are you making matches again?"
Mu Chun said: "It's just a test. Maybe Gu She also has intentions, but it's just hindering the old customs."
"What about intentional? What about unintentional?"
"Are you interested—" Mu Chun sat down and rubbed his nose, "Maybe I can help you clarify, so as to save a couple from suffering from love. If you don't want to, you have to quickly find a way to make them meet less, it is best not to meet , in case the silly young master is not good at deceit, which will annoy Gu She on the one hand, and make him heartbroken on the other hand."
Lian Xueyi was silent for a moment, and said, "Yang Liuer came here today."
"Oh?" Mu Chun sat up straight, "How is it?"
"I think She'er is still the same to her, very close, but not intimate."
Mu Chun said helplessly: "Let's see how he treats the silly young master after listening to me."
The two pianos lined up, and Gu She sat down first.
Tao Mo was taken aback, but immediately felt relieved, and sat down in front of the other piano.
"You have achieved some success in fingering, you can practice some simple tunes."
Tao Mo nodded happily.
Gu She handed him a piece of paper with a simple tune written on it. Before Tao Mo could act, he plucked the string first. Er, the end of the song, looked at Tao Mo.
Tao Mo thought about it: "Spring is full of joy, and there is a joyous sound. What kind of song is this?"
Gu She said: "The peach blossoms are blooming, this is "Tao Yao"."
Tao Mo gave a clear "Oh" and played a few notes, but suddenly froze.
Recipe, Shining. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family.
Marriage poem, this is—is Gu She going to marry Yang Liuer
He stared blankly at Gu She, but Gu She frowned and approached: "Why did you stop?"
Gu She's face was so close to him, Tao Mo couldn't help but dodge backwards, and the original kneeling posture became half down on the ground.
Gu She frowned and backed away: "What are you doing hiding from me?" Hearing his tone, he was very unhappy.
Tao Mo felt uneasy: "No, it's nothing."
He sat upright anxiously, peeking at Gu She, only to see him plucking the strings and playing, singing in a low voice: "In front of the Yellow Master Pagoda, the river is east, the spring is lazy and leaning on the breeze. Peach blossoms bloom without a owner , Lovely crimson loves light red."
Tao Mo stared at him blankly, feeling that he was always invisible to others. Lovely crimson loves light red, could this swinging attitude be Gu She? For a long time, in his heart, Gu She is the kind of character who despises the world and does his own way, and he will never drag his feet emotionally. He said crimson and light red, who is crimson? Who is Light Red? Yang Liu'er must be one of them, and he himself must be nothing.
Suddenly there was a burst of sadness, and tears almost rushed out. He hurriedly lowered his head and practiced one note after another according to the score.
Gu She frowned and looked at him, and couldn't help holding down the string: "It was like this when I took over." Then he demonstrated it.
Tao Mo lowered his head and did not speak, continuing to practice as Gu She demonstrated.
An hour feels like a day and a night. Finally at the end of the day, Gu She stood up: "I'm here today. If you have nothing to do tomorrow, come to my mansion to enjoy the peach blossoms. I moved a few plants of different species to my mansion, and they all bloomed."
Tao Mo raised his head in surprise.
The peach blossoms in Gu's mansion are indeed beautiful. Some trees were planted here very early, and some trees seem to have been moved in recent years, but the same thing is that they are not ordinary varieties.
Gu She accompanied him, Kazuki looked.
In front of the rockery and beside the gallery, Tao Mo's eyes lit up.
A tall peach tree is nestled against the flowing water, it seems to have not yet opened, and there are dots of stars.
"You like this?"
"Hmm. The double petals are too noisy, and the single petals are too thin. This flower is grand and not noisy, and the color is not dark or light, just right."
"Is it just right?" Gu She smiled, and turned to Gu Xiaojia, "Play the piano."
"?" Tao Mo was puzzled.
Gu She said: "Since you like this tree flower, how about singing a song for it?"
Tao Mo said awkwardly, "I'm not good at singing."
Gu She said: "It's okay, I won't laugh at you. What do you want to sing? I'll play the piano for you."
Tao Mo lowered his head and said, "I've never been in tune."
Gu She shook his head: "No. If you don't believe me, try it."
Hao Guozi interjected: "Mr. Gu, this is really not a modest song. My young master has never been in tune, so it's better than me! Mr. Gu wants to hear it, why don't I sing a part, please forgive my young master."
Gu She was silent. After a while Gu Xiaojia set up the rug, incense table and piano, Gu She sat on the floor, still looking at Tao Mo and said, "What are you singing?"
Seeing Gu She like this, Tao Mo insisted on letting him sing a song, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it. He is happy with Gu She, even though he knows that it is impossible between them, he still wants to make the best impression in front of Gu She, and he does not want to make a fool of himself.
Gu She plucked the string lightly, and the sound of the piano was like spring water, which was pleasant to the ear.
Tao Mo bit his lip, turned around, looked at Peach Blossom, and sang in a low voice:
"Last night the stars and the last night wind, the west side of the painting building and the east side of Guitang.
The body has no colorful phoenix and double flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding.
Every seat sends hook spring wine to warm up, and divides Cao to shoot wax-covered lamps red.
I listened to the drums and responded to the officials, and went to Malantai to turn around. "
He didn't tell Gu She what he was going to sing, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Gu She played the piano to match him. When he sang fast, Gu She played faster; when he sang slowly, Gu She played slower. , actually every sound is completely in time.
The song ended, and there was a long silence.
Tao Mo thought to himself: "How can you sing Li Yishan's poem? It seems as if the poem is in my heart, and I just opened my mouth and sang it."
He looked back at Gu She, only then did he realize that only the ulterior love and secret sorrow in Li Yishan's poems could express his state of mind at the moment.
Hao Guozi broke the silence and asked, "What song is the young master singing? I haven't heard it before."
Tao Mo said: "It's not a little song, it's a poem by Li Yishan in the late Tang Dynasty."
Hao Guozi praised: "Young master sang in tune today!"
Gu Xiaojia rolled his eyes at him: "It's not your young master who sang in time, it's my young master who is playing the piano to your young master's time!"
Hao Guozi was not convinced, and was about to say a few words to Gu Xiaojia, when a servant hurried over and said, "My lord, Miss Yang is here!"
Gu She didn't even look back: "They said I was taking a nap, no see."
"But—" Ding Ding was embarrassed, "Ms. Yang is usually let in directly, but I have already let her in."
Gu Xiaojia glared at Jia Ding: "Old Yuan, I wrote it down for you!"
As he said that, he ran away as if flying, and Lao Yuan hurried after him.
Tao Mo stayed where he was, whether he left or stayed, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.
Gu She said lightly, "I'll play a song for you and Taohua."
As he spoke, he stroked the piano as if no one else was there.
It's strange to say that as soon as Gu She's zither sounded, Tao Mo's heart calmed down, and he just followed the sound of the zither floating in the air, as if he was stupefied and didn't know where he was going.
When did Yang Liu'er come? It seems that no one knows. It wasn't until the lingering sound of the piano disappeared that she heard her say: "Brother's piano skills are getting better and better!"
Gu She nodded to her.
Yang Liuer asked again: "Who sang the song just now? How could they sing so beautifully after making up an old song? It's even better than the old song!"
Tao Mo blushed, before he could answer, Hao Guozi hurriedly said, "I sang."
Yang Liu'er smiled slightly: "So it's Mr. Tao's book boy. You sing really well, let's sing another song!"
Hao Guozi couldn't help looking at Tao Mo, who was slightly taken aback.
Gu She ordered him to sing, he is Gu She's student, that's all right, but Yang Liu'er is not Gu She's wife at the moment, and she is just a guest in Gu's residence, how can he order his servant to sing
He looked at Yang Liuer, but only saw Yang Liuer's questioning expression. Not a request, not a solicitation, but a test...
Before he could figure out what Yang Liuer meant, Gu She said, "So you came to Gu's mansion to listen to music."
Yang Liu'er smiled and said: "No, it's just the right time for the meeting."
Gu She stopped her: "It's just that there are no singers here."
Yang Liuer smiled and said: "Senior brother Gu is joking again, how dare you be presumptuous in the brother's house? It's just that you were singing just now? Let the younger sister listen to it too!"
As he spoke, he gently poked Gu Shu.
This poke seemed just right, not too much, but also showed intimacy.
Gu She was not moved by her coquetry, but told Gu Xiaojia: "Take the piano!"
Yang Liuer pursed her mouth and stomped her feet.
Gu She stood up calmly: "What's the matter?"
Yang Liu'er said angrily, "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"
Gu She turned around and said calmly, "I have something to do."
Yang Liu'er's eyes were quickly covered with mist, and she turned her head to look at Tao Mo. Seeing that her eyes were full of hatred, Tao Mo couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat. He stood there in a daze, watching her go after Gu She.
Gu Xiaojia glanced at Gu She and Yang Liu'er who were going away, then looked back at Tao Mo, and said, "If Master Tao doesn't want to go there, why don't I accompany Master Tao?"
Hao Guozi couldn't help looking at Gu Xiaojia, feeling that Gu Xiaojia had never been so pleasing to the eye.
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The last chapter is locked and is working hard to revise.