Chapter 46: The Peerless Song of the Ages
Yan Ruyu finally found Cui Shi and asked, How is General Liu in prison?
Cui Shi sighed bitterly and said: "It's a disaster." Someone tried to save him, but the secret was leaked to no avail.
When Cui Shi heard that Yan Ruyu had specially come to see Liu Kun, she was very touched and prepared.
One day, Cui Shi brought Yan Ruyu to see Liu Kun.
Liu Kun saw that Yan Ruyu was a little sad about their love. Why couldn't the feelings accumulated over the long years hold this fate to the city? Now that he was in front of the two women, he had no regrets. It was just that his grand wish of governing the country could not be realized.
Liu Kun wrote a poem: Starting from Guangmo Gate in the morning/Staying in Danshui Mountain in the evening/Left hand bending and weak/Right hand waving the dragon abyss/Looking at the palace/Pitching at the Royal Flying Pavilion/Saddling on the saddle, sighing/Tears like flowing springs/Tying the horse long and falling down/Abandoned saddle high mountain head/Strong and sad wind/Lingling stream water/Waving hands, looking grateful/choked speechless/Floating clouds tied for me/Returning birds spun for me/The day of leaving home is far away/How can I know whether to live or die/Generous poor forest/Holding knees alone to destroy/Elk swimming in front of me/Apes playing with me/Food is exhausted/How can the fern be eaten/Holding the reins and life companions/The sound of singing and whistling is cut off from the rock/The gentleman's way is weak/The teacher is so poor/Only Li Qian's wish/In the Xiongnu court/Loyalty and faith are punished/Emperor Wu of Han does not see the light/I want to finish this song/This song is sad and long/Don't abandon it again/It hurts my heart to repeat it.
Liu Kun thought of Duan Pi's sworn brother. Now that he wanted to die in Duan Pi's hands, he could see that Duan Pi's feelings were cold and indifferent. He wasn't afraid of death, but he regretted that the bandits had wreaked havoc and hadn't taken revenge. He was angry and couldn't be ambitious. He looked into the distance and sighed, The talent and virtue in the chest are like hanging Li jade, and the birth of a famous family is like the jade produced in Jingshan. King Wen's wise minister, Jiang Shang, used to be just an old man fishing by the Wei River. His life was dangerous. He overturned a carriage on a narrow road, broke the shaft of the carriage, and frightened the BMW driving it. He would never have thought that the steel that had been refined hundreds of times would now become soft silk that could be wrapped around his fingers.
Liu Kun suddenly said to Yan Ruyu,"I really want to listen to your piano. I hope I can have your piano when I go. This life is enough!"
Yan Ruyu said,"I know that the general likes zither, so I've brought the zither equipment."
Liu Kun saw that Yan Ruyu was removing the instruments on her back. She was so thoughtful and understood him so well. He was very touched and said, How about I play a song first?
Yan Ruyu gave him the instrument and said,"I just want to listen to my brother's song."
Liu Kun straightened his clothes and sat cross-legged on the leg of the instrument. He was delighted to see that the Fuxi instrument was given by him. He plucked it with his fingertips and the notes rippled.
Qin's words seemed to be saying,'The beauty of this world makes people live in a blurred dream, unwilling to wake up. They want to forget everything but can't.' Why not enjoy pure love like in the past, always not knowing what was destroying it? Many people who believed in beautiful love did not care about the turmoil of current affairs and made a promise to stay together for a lifetime before they got a heartbroken chip? When all the beauty of a poetic dream finally turned into a helpless soul leaving, he was surprised to find a lot of love. The fortress that had been built up by money was gradually lost. The blurry dream was slowly eroded and shattered bit by bit. Everything was gone in an instant. All the poignant poetry was born again. Everything was ruthlessly ravaged. People were homeless, people cried, and people were in pain and confusion.
Suddenly, the strings of the zither were strummed, and it sounded powerful. It was like a hot knife through butter that could pull up a mountain. Its strength swept up the yellow sand all over the ground and vowed to bury the grudges of the world. However, there was a cloud of smoke and dust that was like a thick fog and a vast cloud of mountains. It gave people the feeling that they could not see the vast world but could hear the howling of the wind. There was a group of people who were full of energy and determination, and there was a generous atmosphere of a real man galloping on the battlefield and facing death.
The zither was extremely strong. It suddenly seemed to explode. Crack. Collapse. Absolute Arrow. He snatched it away and then stopped.
After Yan Ruyu heard this, she played the zither for Liu Kun. The fireworks shattered the sky, but there was nothing to unite the heart? The Heartbroken Cliff of the Unrequited Love Valley, which was full of love flowers, was just a prosperous dream? How many sorrowful souls have drifted to and fro in the heartbreak grass of longing and memory? Who could see the loneliness of being alone? How could a person without affection know how to give up his obsession? Is there no room for excitement by the flowers of love? Or is the love flower poisonous and incurable? Or was it that the perfume was poisonous and had caused many lovesickness? She really wanted to stay in his eyes for a lifetime but not even for a moment. However, some people and some things were still hidden deep in their hearts and time could not erase them. They were also willing and did not want others to know?
Madam Cui's interpretation of the zither was that the melody could actually induce such heartbreaking and sorrowful emotions. The sound of the zither was like a drop of ice that penetrated the muscles and bones, seeping into the heart and lungs, quietly spreading throughout the body. The zither was slightly raised, and the same heartbreaking feeling was like an endless sorrow that needed to be resolved and struggled. The strings of the zither moved, and the time turned into a sorrowful wail. The power of compassion seemed to flow out from the bones. Why was it so desolate? But tender affection and lingering? But how deep was the love? The zither music was vivid, but it had an unbelievable power, as if the beauty of life was revealed here.
Liu Kun listened to the zither music and remembered that Yan Ruyu had once played the zither and danced with her sword for him. He felt like he had returned to the past.
Liu Kun felt bitter in his heart. It was also because his wish of " laughing and drinking Xiongnu blood " couldn't be realized. He also laughed at Duan Piao's pitiful eyes that were afraid of " farting on his heels." Now, he wished that Yan Ruyu, who was smiling like a flower, could be in front of him, but now, her smile was so sweet. He used to be so awe-inspiring, but now he was
Liu Kun couldn't continue thinking. The pain was indescribable. Every time they met in their lives, was it the warm friendship between heaven and earth that needed to last forever? A tacit understanding, but no matter where you are, there is still an unchanging heart guarding the origin? The romance about you, but in the boundless mortal world, I deeply remember you again and again, silently come and go, my heart has never been barren? As time went by, her face changed, but in that long time of expectation, it was still an accident that passed by? Perhaps the thousand-year romance was just a coincidence, but fate made us meet, know each other, and cherish each other just to achieve the fate of being together once? Many changes caught people off guard, and many reluctance made it difficult for people to give up, but the oath of true love between the two eyes was already set? The past that couldn't be returned, only the memories that were engraved with traces, could this be the out-of-print movie of life? Appeared at the wrong time, everything has been eaten by reality beyond recognition, but still can't forget that sincere emotion, like a TV show that never ends?
Liu Kun and his four nephews were escorted to the execution ground. They were still valiant and heroic.
Perhaps it was because Liu Kun had gone through many hardships on the battlefield, seen many cruel and desolate scenes, and was used to seeing life and death parting scenes that he had cultivated such a calm and composed spirit. But who could see through the unprecedented sadness in his inner life force? His strength of character and spirit was the bitter air of illness and resentment that could not be waved away. Who could understand?
Cui Di, dressed in plain white, came to deliver wine and food to her husband. Her eyes were filled with tears as she tried her best to control herself. She had a thousand words to say to her husband, but everything was said without a word. Since he couldn't change it, why waste his breath?
Not far away, Yan Ruyu set up a zither to send the warrior off. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings. From the first time she met Brother Kun, she started to imagine scenes. One zither repelled the bandits to save her, and another zither repelled ten thousand soldiers.
Yan Ruyu sent out the zither.
But listening to the strings leisurely, is leisurely content, is solemn and heroic, is a warning to the world, is tactful regret.
His zither skills were vividly expressed, displaying Liu Kun's upright and gentle nature, his unyielding posture, his unyielding attitude, and his fearless spirit.
Liu Kun listened to the melody and said emotionally," With the world in my heart, I smile at the sky. Who do you know about me? How many heroes are there when they are alive and dead? Drinking wine to the world to ask about the traces of chivalrous men, lofty aspirations to conquer the sky, what do I ask for through the ages? Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger is always a worry in the heart, how many heroes remain in the picturesque landscape? Leaning on his sword, singing wildly in his drunken cup, I don't know what night it is? The heroes of the world share the bones, and hundreds of millions of souls become scattered smoke. Who is the master of ups and downs? Waves wash away all heroes, right and wrong, success or failure, what dream is life? The green mountains were still there, and no one knew how many times the sunset had turned red. Ten thousand poems, a thousand cups of wine, the sword edge sharpened, the heart of the zither relaxed in the blue sky, how much was the ambition? How many clouds in his heart? The heart and gall of the common storm, but do not know what kind of feeling of sorrow.
Suddenly, the zither melody came to an abrupt end as Liu Kun was hanged.
Qin has shocked people at that time, making people sigh, sigh.
Liu Kun died at the age of 48.
With tears streaming down her face, Mrs. Cui carried a few bodies back with the cart that she had prepared earlier. In a shack, she arranged the other bodies and changed her husband's clothes.
Mrs. Cui looked at her husband with tears in her eyes. She smiled but closed her eyes.
Yan Ruyu and others saw Cui Shi take poison to die for her chastity, tears can not stop like rain.
Many onlookers saw this and were filled with tears. They helped Yan Ruyu bury this poor couple.
Many people had dispersed, but Yan Ruyu was still beside the grave mound. She stretched out her sleeves and played the strings with exquisite fingers. This music was a lament of her life, and the song was full of bitterness.
The sorrowful music is ethereal, the artistic conception is high
Really:
Among thousands of people, in the boundless time, a person did not take a step earlier or a step later, and happened to rush into your life. Wasn't this a deep fate? That one glance of hers had stunned five hundred years of time. She still had a smile on her face. Whose deep affection was it that shone on the Three Life Stone? And love at first sight had already placed you in her heart? A word of acquaintance seems to have fallen in love for a long time, but in the conversation, they have silently cherished each other, just to win a person's heart and not leave, and also believe that meeting you is a gift from heaven? But in this life, I came to find you? Whose call softened whose dream? Who can that love solve the longing and sorrow of the years? Who could see through the many lost pursuits in the mortal world? Who knows the difficulties of people's feelings in the afterlife? Who could avoid the attraction of emotions? It made people cry. It made people laugh. What was the reason for making people involuntarily and willingly sink into it? Every word and action would affect people's nerves. Every move would drive people's mood, but what touched people's hearts was that love that made people drunk forever.
Yan Ruyu's zither melody was to bless the two deceased to ascend to the happy paradise and put Kun's Longyuan Sword on the stone tablet.
As Kun passed away, the Dragon Abyss Sword turned into a tail dragon and soared into the sky. It circled above the grave for a long time and refused to leave. Then, it disappeared into the sky.
Zu Ti knew that Liu Kun had passed away and lamented that the Jin Dynasty had lost another general.
Wang Dun was happy about Liu Kun's death, but he was laughing his head off and afraid of losing face. He was afraid of Zu Ti, so his mind was on Zu Ti.
Although Zu Ti was determined to go north, Wang Dun did not give him the military strength to recruit soldiers for his own survival.
The Emperor saw that Ao Ze no longer had the momentum of " charging into battle " in the court. He did not see any achievements and only knew how to make some obscene words and songs to please the palace maids. Because of his good appearance, he often mingled with prostitutes. He did not even have the basic temperament of a scholar and the principles of being a person. He was very unhappy in his heart.
The Emperor looked for Ao Ze to strangle his head this day and humiliated him in the hall with his beautiful words, saying," His lack of integrity was just a bookworm who would read and eat books, and was ultimately despised by the world.
Ao Ze was dismissed by the Emperor and his property was confiscated, causing him to be embarrassed in front of his family. His family was unwilling to pay attention to him, and he even mingled in brothels to drink and compose poems, looking like he was drunk.
Ao Ze's current wife was willing to go through thick and thin with him, but seeing that her husband did not return, she was extremely disappointed and decided to return to her maiden home. She did not want to be robbed on the way home and become someone else's wife.
In the past, there were many people who did not have wives. Many people were so poor that they could not get a wife. Many people were always eyeing other people's wives. A widow. His daughter was impatient when she saw a woman who was alone.
Ao Ze's wife had been robbed and raped, and he was finally scared out of his mind.
That man didn't even let a lunatic go and even gave birth to a few children.
Ao Ze saw that his wife had already gone crazy on the road, so he felt powerless and could only bear with the pain and leave. He also had more time to mingle with prostitutes and no one cared about him. He drank wine and recited poems all day long. He often stayed up all night and played with a few " bosom friends ".
Those few 'confidants' saw that Ao Ze had a good appearance and were also willing to support him. It could be seen that his older ability was not good enough. He was also at his wit's end and started to dislike it.
Ao Ze, who was finally despised, could only rely on begging for a living. How glorious it was at the beginning, but it was all because of the rain and the mountains. It made me bankrupt and became as thin as a stick, begging for food to live.
Really: Frustration is just a kind of mood, but how much do you have to let your own temperament? But who can ask the heavens right and wrong with others? But who can heal the wounds? But who would wipe away the sorrow of separation? How many sorrowful and infatuated people have shed tears in vain when they encounter the fate of separation and chaos? Why couldn't the entanglement of one side's feelings change each other? The emotions that were suppressed in her heart were instantly ignited. Why did she not know where to go when she was full of love? Looking at the world, is it the feeling of being unable to settle feelings that makes you cry in loneliness? He sighed endlessly. Was there a deeper meaning to these touching prescriptions? It was not easy to forget a person or completely let go of a relationship. If time did not seem to explain the problem, wouldn't he lose even more miserably? Perhaps love made people blind and worried about their gains and losses. They could only express their joys and sorrows. This ruthless infatuation told people not to be sentimental, why torture and sorrow in vain? The heart is constantly trembling, but when it is not enough, I am afraid that killing will not relieve the sorrow and anger. I hate the way of man and god, and I hate the prosperity of the year. The extreme sorrow is meaningless. Who is right and who is wrong is just fate.
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