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After Leng Yujin went up to the mountain to escape the summer heat, Tiying lived a fairy-like life in the medicine hut.

There are only two teachers and apprentices in this small peach blossom garden. Apart from the daily classes such as studying medicine and medicine, during the evening rest, they either chat and play chess in the study, or watch the stars in the sky while drinking tea in the yard.

It was only after listening to Leng Yujin's explanation that Tiying realized that every star in the sky has its own trajectory.There are 28 groups of stars in total, including the Eastern Blue Dragon, the Southern Suzaku, the Western White Tiger, and the Northern Xuanwu.With Tiying's finger, Leng Yujin could tell the name and tell him how to identify it.

Ti Ying heard it strangely, and asked him: "Master, can you even read astrology? Divination of good or bad weather."

"I don't know that." Leng Yujin shook his head, "These stars are walking their own way in the sky day after day, what does it have to do with good or bad luck in the world?"

"In the world and among the people, there are many gods and men who can tell divination. Doesn't Master believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Leng Yujin replied, remembering the hexagrams that the Taoist Wuming had made for him, and added, "I will only believe it if the Taoist Wuming made the calculations."

Tiying was really curious about this expert, and she lay on the stone table and muttered, "I don't know when I can see this expert. I really want him to do the math for me."

Leng Yujin refilled his teacup with hot tea, and asked casually, "What do you want?"

Tiying didn't speak, she stretched out her hands to hold the hot teacup, looked at Leng Yujin, and smiled smugly by herself.

"What crooked ideas are you thinking in your head again?" Leng Yujin nodded his head, "Be honest."

"It's not a crooked idea! I'll just say it." Tiying begged for mercy, but said in a secretive manner, "I want to calculate the karma between myself and Master. Is it because I did something good in my previous life that this It takes one lifetime to meet the master."

Karma, karma, marriage.Tiu Ying was thinking silently in her heart.But with such a small mind, it shouldn't matter if you think about it secretly, right?

Leng Yujin listened and thought about it carefully.

The unknown Taoist said that he entered the world for his obsession. After encountering a disaster when he was young, he just wanted to escape from the world. However, under many coincidences, he was entrusted to go out of the mountain and met Tiying.In the dark, there seems to be a predestined fate guiding him, which made him realize that the singing of the warbler is his obsession, and he accepted it as his disciple.Maybe it was because I did good deeds in my previous life that I got such blessings.

So he said to Tiying: "If you say this, I should have done a lot of good things in my previous life."

Tiying understood what he meant, and her heart was sweet, but her face was burning, so she said bravely: "Master, did you coax me?"

"No." Leng Yujin seriously denied, "The truth."

Tiuying didn't reply, she lowered her head to drink tea, the corners of her mouth could not stop rising.

What he said just now was indeed deliberately done with careful thought, and he also knew that Leng Yujin would not be aware of it with his dullness.However, he didn't expect Leng Yujin to reply the same words, unconsciously fanning his little thoughts.

Such a person who is ignorant of love and dull, will always say things that make him misunderstood, and do things that make him misunderstood.However, I still have an upright face, and I have no idea how much these things will shake him.It doesn't matter if he is self-indulgent, but by this person's side, the little flame in his heart can always be easily fanned.

To this day, Tiying can hardly distinguish between the relationship between master and apprentice and the relationship between love and affection.Anyway, no matter what affection it is, it was given to him by Leng Yujin, so he didn't care about it, and accepted everything happily.

"Teacher. You're distracted again." Leng Yujin's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Ti Ying withdrew her mind, only to notice that Leng Yujin had moved in front of her, and now the two were so close that he almost couldn't hold the cup in fright.

"What, what, what's the matter?" Looking at the other person's face so closely, Tiu Ying even tied up her words.

Leng Yujin retreated, and replied: "I told you just now that tomorrow will be a great summer, I will give you a day off, and I will teach the next day."

"Ah? Okay." Tiying responded, calmed down, and said, "Then what should I do?"

There are some folk customs during the summer, such as drying ginger and making tea, but it is far away from the nearest market, so it is not convenient to buy materials, and it may be too late to do these temporarily.

Leng Yujin thought for a while and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to play the piano before? Try the piano tomorrow if you have time."

"Okay. I also said before that I want to play the high mountains and flowing waters. Master hasn't forgotten, right?"

"I haven't forgotten." Leng Yujin responded, "You play the piano, and I'll match it with the flute sound, how about it?"

Tiying smiled and said, "Very good."

After agreeing in this way, the two chatted for a while, finished drinking the hot tea in the pot, and went back to their dormitories to sleep.

On the second day, after getting up early, the two found an open space to start their morning exercises.Naturally, Leng Yujin practiced martial arts as usual, and Tiying learned a set of Wuqinxi from Leng Yujin a few days ago, which is used to maintain health and fitness, and she has to practice it twice every morning.

After the morning exercise, it is time to wash, have breakfast, take medicine and so on.After finishing what she should do every day, Tiying called Leng Yujin and went to the study together.

Leng Yujin walked to the east side of the room, opened the largest wooden box, and took out a piano covered with a soft cloth.He lifted the soft cloth back into the wooden box, and placed the piano on the piano table.

Tiu Ying walked over and looked at the lyre carefully.The shape of the qin is Fuxi style, the body of the qin is made of paulownia wood, the base of fir wood, the paint color is brownish red and purple, and the strings are golden.He stretched out his hand and plucked the strings. The sound of the piano was round and thick, and the sound spread far and wide.

"Good qin." Ti Ying praised, stroking the lacquer surface of the qin, and asked, "Does this qin have a name?"

"There is an inscription on the back, four characters in seal script carved on the pool, and the wind sings in the empty valley." Leng Yujin also plucked the strings lightly, listening to the echo as if the wind passed through the empty valley, and continued, "This piano belongs to Mrs. She left it to Master, and Master passed it on to me."

From Leng Yujin's tone and words, Tiying knew that his mistress was no longer alive.Looking at the piano left behind by his master, he also felt a little sad.

This was the first time I heard Leng Yujin talk about his mistress, and Tiying asked, "What kind of person is she?"

"I haven't seen her before. The teacher's wife had already left before she became a teacher." Leng Yujin said, with a look of mourning in her eyes, "Master told me that the teacher's wife was pregnant with the child at the time, and the month was already very old, but she didn't Shen stumbled and fell, and when the doctor and midwife arrived, the mistress was already dying, and the child could not be saved in the end."

Baiyi Jianxian lost his wife and children, and he lost his parents.The two of them became mentors and apprentices, loving each other like father and son, and gave each other a reason and support to live.

Tiying clasped her hands together and silently recited a Buddhist scripture to bid farewell to the deceased.

"Come and play the piano. Mistress will be very happy if she knows that her disciples are good at playing the piano." As she spoke, Leng Yujin took Tiying's hand and asked him to sit down on the low stool.

"Okay, I'll try the sound first."

Tiu Ying sat upright and tried the pitch of each string, but it sounded correct and no tuning was needed.So he said to Leng Yujin: "I'm ready, Master, come out with the flute."

Hearing this, Leng Yujin took out a black lacquered bamboo flute with gold inscriptions from a much smaller wooden box next to it.He put the bamboo flute horizontally to his mouth and tested the sound, and the pitch of each hole was accurate.

"I'm ready too. You play first, and I'll join you later."

Hearing this, Tiuying pressed the strings with her left hand and played the first note with her right hand.After a short period of melody passed, a flute sound cut in at the right time, and matched with the sound of the piano, they played the song of mountains and flowing water together.

In the mountain medicine house, the piano and flute are harmonious, and the music of bosom friend comes from the study room, rippling among the apricot forests.

At the same time, in the Yilong Villa far away in Zhangzhou, the study was very quiet and depressing.

Long Yihao stood in front of the desk, holding a little wolf pen, and copied the scriptures of "Miaofa Lianhuajing" No. 20 fifth grade "Pumen Pin" on the folded silk book.This scripture describes the deeds of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva responding to the sufferings of all beings, presenting 33 incarnations, rescuing disasters, detoxifying, responding to requests, and crossing the sea of ​​suffering in the world.

He had already copied to the end of the scripture, and when he was writing the last sound of "Wonderful Sound Avalokitesvara. Sanskrit Sound Haichao Sound." The steward of the villa knocked on the door and said, "Owner, Zuo Mubai of the Zuo Family in Dongzhou The young master sent someone to ask to see him."

After being disturbed for a moment, his handwriting went wrong.An unfinished and particularly ugly phonetic character, placed together with other neat lowercase characters, looks very dazzling on the silk surface.

Long Yihao put down his pen, sat down on the chair with all his strength, and said, "Mr. She, come in and talk."

In the beginning, Guanshi She worked with Long Yihao's father, the previous owner of the village, and watched Long Yihao grow up. He is now an old man in the village.For the past few days, Long Yihao has been copying the scriptures, and told him not to disturb him if it is not urgent.But Manager She saw that the person who came to see him today was from the Zuo family, and he knew that Long Yihao treated Zuo Mubai very differently, so he came to report.

Pushing open the door and entering, Manager She saw Long Yihao reading with a folded silk book.Out of concern, he asked: "Master, have you finished copying this scripture?"

Long Yihao frowned and stared at the dazzling phonetic word, and said in a deep voice: "I made a mistake, what can Mr. She do to remedy it?"

Manager She hadn't thought of a good way to cover up the wrong writing on the silk, so Long Yihao sighed and said, "Wrong is wrong." Then he watched him pick up the scissors on the side, and directly More than half of the silk manuscript was written and cut into pieces.

"Master!" Steward She exclaimed in shock, "There is always a remedy. You have been copying for so many days, why is it all ruined?"

Long Yihao put down the scissors, threw the broken silk book into the waste paper can next to the desk, and said slowly: "This is to be enshrined to the Bodhisattva, please keep my wife safe and sound. The heart is not sincere. Fortunately, the scriptures can be copied again..." But life cannot be repeated.

Hearing this, Manager She felt sad and regretful.

After all, Manager She watched Long Yihao grow up, so naturally he always favored him, and he always acted according to his wishes.Regarding the matter of Tiaoying, whether it was substitution or poisoning, Manager She disagreed in his heart, but he chose to remain silent and did not speak out to dissuade him.It wasn't until now that he realized that he had misread Long Yihao's intentions, and those silences had become accomplices.

Long Yihao had already regained his composure, and he asked Steward She: "You just said that Zuo Mubai sent someone to ask for an interview? He's already awake?"

"Yes, the person who came said that he woke up half a month ago, but he was still inconvenient to move around, so he was sent here, and he wanted to discuss something with you."

"Just wake up." Long Yihao nodded and said, "I'm missing him, let him go back. Tell him, if the Zuo family's uncle and aunt have something to do in the future, Yilong Villa welcomes them as usual, and I will definitely help."

He promised Ti Ying that he would never see Zuo Mubai again.Even if it's just someone he sent, they shouldn't see it.He owed too much to the warbler, and in the end this promise must be kept.

Manager She agreed, and then withdrew.Long Yihao picked up the original scripture on the desk and read it carefully from the beginning.After a while, Manager She came back with a letter in his hand.

"Master." Steward She called him, not knowing whether to pass the letter over, "The man left, but he left a letter behind. It said it was written by Mr. Zuo, please read it carefully." And write back."

Long Yihao took a look at the letter, got up and took it over, then went back to the desk, picked up the scissors, cut it into pieces, and swept everything into the waste paper can.

"If there is another letter from him in the future, Mr. She, please deal with it for me directly, without telling me."

"This..." Steward She hesitated to speak, and finally replied, "Yes."

The author has something to say:

The description of "Pumen Pin" refers to Baidu Encyclopedia, and the original text is also attached to Encyclopedia.

The Fuxi style has the very famous Jiuxiao Huanpei.Because I like the name of Jiuxiao Huanpei, the setting in the text is also Fuxi style.

There is an exhibition of Guqin in the Zhejiang Museum, and it is really beautiful to see the real thing.There is also a ten-mile red makeup exhibition in the museum, which is also very beautiful.