Phi-Fic Chapter 262 Song Yu as teacher, Gao Jianli as apprentice
Chapter 262 Song Yu as teacher, Gao Jianli as apprentice
Chu State, the seven heroes of the current Warring States Period, among the seven countries, Chu State has the longest history.
The beginning of the establishment of the Chu State can be traced back to the period of King Zhou Cheng, and it has been about 800 years, almost as long as the Zhou royal family.
No, the royal family of Zhou has been destroyed, but Chu is still a powerful country with a vast territory and the largest land area among the seven countries.
Not only that, Chu State has been strong and prosperous many times.
In the past, when the Chu State was the most powerful and prosperous, it had a population of 600 million.
Therefore, Qin State chose to destroy Chu in the end. Moreover, in the battle of Wang Jian's destruction of Chu, Chu State, which was defeated one after another, also had hundreds of thousands of troops.
Chu State suffered heavy losses one after another, but General Xiang Yan of Chu State was still able to pull up hundreds of thousands of troops to fight Wang Jian head-on.
After the collapse of the Great Qin Empire, the perishing of the Qin Dynasty required Chu. It was the people of Chu who assumed the backbone of the destruction of the Great Qin.
The current king of Chu is King Chu Kaolie, the biological father of Lord Changping.
In the territory of Chu State, a certain mountain range, a certain valley.
A thatched hut with gurgling water. Although the Central Plains has already entered winter, the vegetation here is lush and warm and pleasant. Not to mention that there is no winter weather, or even autumn weather.
In the valley, the promenade of thatched cottages and a pavilion are extended and built on the water to build a pavilion on the water.
Under the long pavilion, a white-haired old man was fishing. He wore a white robe and a white-haired shawl. He was slightly stooped, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was fishing with a fishing rod.
Valleys, cottages, pavilions, and deep pools.
Suddenly, the sound of "clank" sounded in the silent valley, a pair of slender hands, as slender as jade, and these hands were the hands of a young man.
A young boy of sixteen or seventeen, with an elegant and noble temperament and a handsome face, dressed in plain and simple white clothes, but also has a bit of the melancholy of a down-and-out aristocrat.
The teenager plucks the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano is like a warm spring day, bringing warmth to the soul, and like a spring breeze, making people feel comfortable and enjoying.
Crisp, ethereal, warm and comforting.
The young man has long brown hair without a crown, and the long hair will be blown up by the wind, with a stream of waves covering his forehead, slender eyebrows, blue pupils, narrow and long eyes, and sharp eyes.
"Clearly..."
The young man played quickly with both hands, and the song entered the climax of the final stage.
clank, clank
Zheng!
The boy's slender right hand flicked his five fingers backwards in the air, and the sound of the piano was clanging, and he picked up the sound.
At the same time, the white-robed old man interacted with the fish float, and with the internal strength of his right hand, a plump perch was dragged out with the fishing rod flying out, and fell into the fish basket with precision.
"Hehe, good." The old man in white robe smiled. Although he was over seventy years old, he was in excellent physical condition and his teeth were neat and white.
The white robe, white hair, and white eyebrows fluttered in the wind, and he laughed loudly: "Xiao Gao, it seems that you have realized the true meaning of Yangchun."
The hook is a real hook, no bait.
Not only was the perch not scared away by the sound of the zither, but it was fascinated by the illusion woven by the sound of the zither. It clung to the hook, thinking that it had caught the most delicious bait in the world.
The young man named Xiao Gao said lightly: "Master, you have been saying this for ten days in a row. You really didn't mean to let me play the piano on purpose, so that I could catch bass to satisfy my hunger?"
Old man: "..."
After a pause, the old man in white robe said, "Xiao Gao, let's go."
"Oh!" Xiao Gao nodded and stood up, ready to leave Huting.
Suddenly, Xiao Gao turned around, looked at the old man, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, you, you let me go?"
Without looking back, the old man nodded and said, "Let's go, you have graduated from the teacher."
Xiao Gao's complexion froze, and the aloof young man froze for an instant, his eyes were moist, and he said reluctantly, "Master, I won't leave, and I, Gao Jianli, will never leave."
The old man smiled leisurely and said, "I, Song Yu, am lucky to have a disciple like you. Let's go, instead of going to the rivers and lakes for a walk, see you, how do you comprehend the supreme meaning of Yangchun?"
Gao Jianli paused word by word: "Disciple, don't go."
Song Yu said calmly and solemnly: "If you don't leave, I, Song Yu, will never recognize you as a disciple again."
"Master..." Gao Jianli looked downcast.
At this time, the sound of brisk footsteps came, and a boy, twelve or thirteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, long hair in a ponytail, holding a scroll of bamboo books in both hands, stepped forward and said: "Sir, Lord Changping ordered someone to send a Fu."
"Bring it up." Song Yu said lightly.
Tong'er stepped forward and sent the bamboo slips up.
Song Yu opened it and took a look: ""Luo Shen Fu"!?"
At this moment, Song Yu couldn't help but think of the "Gaotang Fu" and "Goddess Fu" he made, as well as the king Chu Qingxiang who was also a gentleman and a friend.
Song Yu opened the bamboo book, his eyes gradually froze, and then he was shocked, admired, amazed, and finally turned into a long sigh: "There are talented people from generation to generation, and each generation is better than the last generation!"
"What a Li Changqing, I'm not as good as that."
Gao Jianli looked surprised: "Teacher."
Except for Qu Yuan, the teacher of Chu Ci Ge Fu has always believed that he is not weaker than others in his life.
Song Yu waved his hand and threw it back, saying: "Such a wonderful river and lake, don't you want to take a look and go for a walk?"
Gao Jianli took the bamboo book and looked at it, his expression was even more shocked than that of Song Yu, the teacher Song Yu, the number one sage in the contemporary Chu Kingdom, a follower of Qu Yuan, and the No. 1 song Fu.
But the level of this "Luo Shen Fu" is indeed higher than that of his master Song Yu.
As Song Yu's disciple, Gao Jianli's attainments in singing, prose and qin Taoism naturally inherited Song Yu's mantle.
Of course, there is also his appearance. If he is not a beautiful man, what qualifications does he have to become the most beautiful man in Chu State in the past: Song Yu's true disciple.
Gao Jianli squeezed the bamboo book tightly, and said to himself, "Li Changqing, I remember this name."
After a pause, Gao Jianli asked, "But, master, where can I go without you? My apprentice has no relatives, no home."
Song Yu said lightly: "Go, go wherever you come from."
"Go back to Yan Country."
Gao Jianli's expression froze, he only remembered that he was from the country of Yan, and he only knew that he was from the country of Yan, his parents were long gone, and his hometown was long gone.
Without Master Song Yu, he would have been gone long ago.
Gao Jian said reluctantly, "I still don't want to leave."
"Go—" Song Yu said indifferently: "People in Jianghu have three roads to go in their life."
"See yourself, see the world, and see all beings."
Song Yu raised his head, looked at the pool and lake, and said in a leisurely tone: "As a teacher, I have seen myself, and I have seen the world. It's a pity that my aptitude is limited, so I can't see sentient beings."
"I can't see all living beings, so I will always be Song Yu, and I will never be Qu Yuan."
Song Yu said slowly: "As my disciple, I hope you can help me complete this last step. Go and help me take a look at all living beings, and then tell me what kind of scenery it is."
Gao Jianli murmured in a low voice, "I see myself, I see the world, I see all living beings."
On this day, at this moment, a young man named Gao Jianli made an ambition in his heart.
A person with ambition and no ambition is a completely different spirit, and he will have a completely different life in the future.
Maybe he may not be successful, but at least he can have no regrets in his life.
Gao Jianli kowtowed three times, with tears in his eyes, he said: "Disciple Gao Jianli, I would like to obey the master's order."
Gao Jianli got up, spun the Changqin with his right hand, put the Changqin on his back, and picked up his sword with his left hand, he said with a choked voice, "Actually, I, Gao Jianli, am lucky to have a master like you."
"Take care, master, the disciple is gone."
After Gao Jianli finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the pavilion.
A young man in white clothes enters the rivers and lakes with a sword and a piano on his back.
Song Yu spoke suddenly, with a worried tone and a kind voice, and asked, "You left home when you were young, do you still remember the way home?"
Gao Jianli paused, then continued to leave, and replied, "The way...is in my heart."