C6 Dream lover

Xia Pi City was located in the current Jiangsu Province's north of Ju Ning, and had been a place where all the military had to fight since ancient times. In the Three Kingdoms, Lu Bu had defeated Xia Pi and lost his life in the White Gate Pavilion. Back in the Qin and Han Dynasties, Xia Pi City was very prosperous, and because of its geographical location, it was richly endowed by the heavens. The west water borders the south side of the Xia Pi, and the north side of the Yi and Wu waters meet up with the west water, which not only occupies the convenience of water conservancy, but also has the advantages of irrigation and fishing. The soil is fertile and the resources are abundant.

A brook, curved like a jade band, lay in the middle of a green mountain range. Upon seeing the bottom of the river, one would be able to see countless leaves floating on top of the river. Lonely floating duckweed yellow leaves, like a wanderer, lonely and desolate.

It was late autumn, and a cold wind blew from both sides of the stream. That clear river created countless tiny ripples, like the marks left by the passage of time on a mother's forehead.

On the riverbank of the stream, there was an octagonal pavilion with a few jackdaws resting on it. It was a very annoying scene. Several thick and sturdy cypress trees surrounded the pavilion, and their leaves withered, adding to the desolate atmosphere.

In the middle of the small pavilion sat a man in his thirties. He was dressed elegantly, had fair skin, and seemed to be blessed. There was a trace of helplessness in his expression. With one hand, he made a beautiful wine made of white jade. The wine was crystal clear and valuable.

On the opposite side of the stone table sat a young man and a young woman. The woman was in her early twenties, had a beautiful appearance, was graceful, and wore an emerald green long skirt. The young man was still young, but his elegance did not diminish his resolution. An expensive Longsword rested on his waist.

An old servant in the shape of a Family Servant was squatting in front of a charcoal stove, holding a fan in his hand. A small cauldron was set up on top of the charcoal stove, and in it was a wine bowl filled with fine wine the color of amber.

The man suddenly stretched out his hand and slammed it on the stone table, "When will this damned day come to an end!" Although the wine was mellow, it was still difficult to dispel the melancholy in the man's heart. The wine spilled out and splashed onto the table.

The young lady remained silent, took a cup of wine, and handed it over to the man. She then spoke up, "Young Master Cheng, there is no need to worry. "Just wait patiently and a good opportunity will appear."

The man shouted angrily, "Wait! Wait! How long do we have to wait? My Han Dynasty has been a great land for more than ten years already, the King Father was demoted and trapped in the Qin, dying from grief and indignation, the hatred of the nation, when can we get revenge? Zhang Liang, tell me, how can we return back to our country? "

The young man called Zhang Liang pursed her lips and sighed: "We can only wait for a change in this world."

A dry cough sounded from the corridor outside the pavilion, and a middle-aged man walked over. He had a dark expression on his face, and his stature was tall and muscular. The man sighed: "If your Great Han wants to return, then what about our Chu State? Even though there were three Chu Clan clans, Qin Bishu had died. Why was it so cool and powerful? Qin was very strict, and no one dared to act rashly for the time being. "There's nothing we can do!"

The young lady replied: "So it's Mr. Xiang Chan who has arrived. Zhang Zhong, bring Mister Zhang."

Xiang Chan cupped his hands: "Thank you, Miss Feng."

The young man was the son of Zhang Ping of the Han Premier, the young girl was his sister, her name was Zhang Yin. Zhang Liang's family was of Korean descent. His grandfather had been the Prime Minister of the Duke of Han, King Han, and Prince Han Xiang, and his father, Zhang Ping, had been the Prime Minister of King Li and King Han Wu. After Korea was destroyed by the Qin State, Zhang Liang's family went into exile in Chu's Xia Pi. Luckily, her family was well-off, and he built a villa there called Yuyan.

That "Uncle" Xiang Chan was originally the concubine son of the great general of Chu State. Xiang Yan had defeated and committed suicide, and the Xiang Family disciples were also being hunted down and killed by the Qin Army. Xiang Chan fled, went into exile at the Xia Pi, and was taken in by Zhang Liang to hide at home.

Chang poured the wine and they sat around the table, sighing. A servant came over to report, "Young Master, there's a Young Master outside the door. He says that he wants to give Madam a letter from his old friend." Zhang Qi said, "My mother has passed away many years ago, I wonder which friend she is?" Zhang Liang said, "Everyone, please wait here for a moment. I'll go take a look.

Zhang Liang came to the living room and called for a servant to introduce him.

The one who came was Han Huaichu, his Xia Pi wasn't far away, and after walking for a few days, he seemed to be a little worn out from traveling.

When Han Huaichu saw Zhang Liang, he handed over the letter. Zhang Liang opened it and took a look, then said: "So it's a letter from Madam Han Fei, many thanks, Young Noble. Thank you for your trouble, please rest here for a few days." After conversing with Han Huaichu for a while, they instructed the servants to treat Han Huaichu to some wine and arrange for him to rest in the guest room.

Han Huaichu spent a few days traversing the mountains and rivers. He was a little tired, so he went straight to the guest room to sleep.

"Is the Zhang Liang he saw today the emperor's teacher of that generation, the famous Laidzhuo Zhang Liang? Apart from his good looks, that person is nothing extraordinary. "

After thinking for a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

As he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard the rustling of a zither. He only heard the mournful sound of the zither, filled with grief and resentment. Han Huaichu was attracted by the sound of the zither and stood up, pushing open the door to look for the sound.

The zither music came out from the small garden, and when Han Huaichu found it, he stopped at the entrance, carefully listening to the music.

The zither notes flowed smoothly, the big strings made a noise like the rain, the small strings made a noise like a whisper, the noise was mixed, beads fell on the jade plate. Between the Ying words, the bottom of the flower slip, the stream of the Nether Pharynx is difficult to ice down. The cold and astringent strings of the Ice Spring congealed, and the congealing did not stop for a moment. At this moment, the silence was better than the sound of a voice.

Han Huaichu had always understood the rhythm of the music and played the guitar well. He was one of the core members of the band in the university, and was quite adept at playing FANS. After arriving at the Qin Dynasty and learning the zither from the Mrs Han, he could already tell that the playing of the zither was the ancient famous song "Grand Dominance Powder". It was about the son of a sword craftsman in the Warring States Era, Nie Zheng, who went out to assassinate Han Mu in revenge for his father's death.

Han Huaichu thought, "In this desolate autumn night, why would anyone play this tune? Could it be that this guy also harbors deep hatred and hatred when comparing himself to Nie Zheng? The zither music changed, becoming excited. The silver bottle broke through the surface, and the Steel Cavalry's spears and sabers clanged loudly. It was as if there was a swordsman charging at him in rage, bringing with him the power of the piercing sun as his blood dyed the sky seven feet red. Han Huaichu was agitated by the zither music, his heart surged, and he could not help but sing: "Last night, I could not cry out due to the chills, and woke up from my long dream, it was already the third fragment. He got up and took a detour. He quietly walked around, and soon, the moon was shining behind the curtain. White head for achievement, old mountain pine bamboo old, stop homeward journey. If you want to pass your worries to Yaoqin, because you know too little, who would listen? "

The zither music suddenly stopped as a woman's voice came from inside the garden: "Who is outside the door? "Please come in."

Han Huaichu then walked into the garden.

A beautiful young girl with jade-like eyes was sitting behind a wooden table. On top of the wooden table was a colorful zither with seven strings. As the autumn wind blew past, the pretty young female's skirt fluttered in the wind, like a fairy.

Seeing the girl, Han Huaichu felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. It was as if he had seen the girl somewhere before, and couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

Suddenly, he remembered that he was in a dream.

This was the young lady he had seen a thousand times in his dreams before he had transcended time and space. Who would have thought that they would meet here and now! When Han Huaichu saw the girl, his heart started beating even faster.

He gathered his attention, bowed and said: "This humble one is Han Xin, I have come here to deliver a message for Lady Han Fei. Because he heard the beautiful sound of the zither, he couldn't help but be attracted by it. "Please forgive me for my rudeness."

The young girl replied with an "Oh", then stared at Han Huaichu with her beautiful eyes. Although her face was nonchalant, her heart was still in turmoil, incomparably surging with emotions.

Han Huaichu had seen her in his dreams, but hadn't she frequently seen him in her dreams as well?

The young girl moaned, "So it's actually Lady Han Fei's messenger. Disrespect, disrespect. Just then, when I heard the Young Master Han singing, her melody was extremely elegant, and she also seemed to be able to tune it, would it be possible for this little girl to ask the Young Master to play one? "

Han Huaichu was hesitant. When he thought about how he had only just learned the zither and how his skills were still unfamiliar, how could he dare to act in front of that young girl? But from the looks of it, I won't be able to pass if I don't reveal my hand today.

Han Huaichu pondered for a moment, made up his mind, walked straight to the side of the guqin and said: "If that's the case, I will be disgracing myself." The young lady got up and made way for him. When she raised her head, she saw Han Huaichu's handsome face, which instantly flushed red.

Han Huaichu sat in front of his zither and strummed the zither. Last night, the east wind blew again, causing the country to be unable to bear looking back at the bright moon. The carved jade wall should still be there, but it was changed by Zhu Yan. Asking the king how much he can worry about is like a river flowing eastward. "

This is the Southern Tang Dynasty's heir Li Yu wrote "Yu Mei", the song is the modern people's score. Han Huaichu laughed for the girl, and had no choice but to take out the SHOW.

The sound of the zither was melodious and melodious, the song melodious. Although Han Huaichu was slightly off tune, the lyrics and his mental state had deeply moved the young lady.

The young girl applauded, "What a great saying! You can't even go back to the first month! Where did young master get such a good word? "Such a beautiful song?"

Han Huaichu made up some nonsense: "I bought this from the market by chance. When the girl heard this, he was skeptical.

Han Huaichu remembered that the young girl had played the < < Boundless Tomb > > a moment ago, so he asked: "Miss, you could faintly hear the sounds of killing from the < Engraved Mausoleum >, do you have something on your mind?"

The young girl said faintly, "Young Master Han can be said to be my close friend. That Tyrant Ying Zheng destroyed our country and families, I was only willing to become a man, and learn from his mentor, Nie Zheng. With the aid of his Three Feet Sword, I used a long rainbow to pierce the sun, and drink Ying Zheng's blood to console me for destroying my mountain and river. "

The young lady was the big miss of Yu Yan Villa, Zhang Yin, and the big sister of the young master, Zhang Liang. Because of her hatred for her country, she had been determined since she was young to revive Korea and rebuild its mountains and rivers. Compared to Nie Zheng, Chang Zai was always waiting for the right opportunity to assassinate the First Emperor of Qin.

As he was playing "Grand Dominance Powder" in the garden today, he inadvertently revealed what he was thinking, and it just so happened that it was heard by Han Huaichu who came over to submit a letter.

He then heard Zhang Yin plead, "Young Master Han, can you play that tune again?" Han Huaichu did not refuse and played "Yu Mei" again.

After Zhang Yin listened carefully, and said: "I have it in my memory, Young Master Han wants to see if I misplayed it or not."

As she finished speaking, she raised her hand and stroked the strings of the zither, playing and singing Han Huaichu's "Yu Mei". When she reached the words "My homeland cannot stand to see the first moon", she unconsciously began to shed tears, as if the tragic scene of her country being destroyed and her family being destroyed surfaced in front of her eyes.

Zhang Yin had only listened to that song twice before she could casually play it out.

Han Huaichu secretly admired him in his heart: "If this song was played by her, it would turn into something miraculous and become far more powerful than me."

Just as the two of them were immersed in the zither music, a startled cry came from the night sky. Suddenly, they noticed that the sky wasn't far away, and was dyed red by the light of the fire.