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Volume One: A Poor Family Chapter 50: A Butterfly Lovers

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    After a while, after three drinks, it was time to give gifts.  Wang Yun and Yang Biao knew that Cai Yong loved books as much as his life, so they added dozens of books to their collection, all of which were not hand-copied with the main text and were worth thousands of gold.  Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song each presented some valuable jades and two precious harps.  Cai Yong was a famous qin player at that time, and he also loved qin very much. He carefully put the books and the two qins away.

    The rest of the people also gave away some property and some valuable cultural relics.  Cai Yong smiled and accepted them all.  When he arrived at He Jin's table, He Jin smiled and boldly gave Cai Yong a new mansion worth ten thousand gold.  Cai Yong wanted to refuse, but couldn't, so he had to accept it.

    Cao Cao gave Cai Yong a book on the Warring States Period that he had been looking for for a long time. Cai Yong had been interested in this book for a long time, but he had no manpower to find it.  Now that Cao Cao found it for him, he must be extremely happy.

    Finally, when we arrived at Wenhan, everyone couldn't help but cast their gazes. Wenhan first saluted, and then someone brought a strange musical instrument. Wenhan picked it up and walked to Cai Yong himself to present it.  Cai Yong curiously caught it in his hand, took the bow stick and gently pulled the strings, producing a low tone.

    "Hey, what kind of musical instrument is this? The sound is so strange."

    Cai Yong looked at Wen Han. Wen Han was not impatient and pointed at the instrument in Cai Yong's hand to introduce it.

    "This is called Erhu, also called Xi Qin. The structure is relatively simple, consisting of a piano tube, a piano rod, a piano skin, a peg, a string, a bow rod, a jin, a piano code and a bow hair. It is mainly composed of the push and pull motion of the bow.  , the resonant body that vibrates the piano skin to produce sounds after the strings are rubbed. This hexagonal shape is the piano barrel. Its texture and shape have a direct impact on the volume and sound quality. This erhu is made of rosewood, which is the best in terms of pronunciation and sound transmission.  It plays a certain role in sound filtering, and the erhu is the most critical component.¡±

    As the most outstanding qin player in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Yong understood Wen Han's explanations at first glance, and he listened intently and kept nodding his head.  Later, I asked about some details, and Wenhan patiently taught me.  One of the two people was asking and the other was talking, completely forgetting the people at the table. For those of them who didn't understand musical instruments, Wenhan's explanation seemed boring.

    "Hey. Mr. Cai Zhong, this is not right for you. As a host, it is boring to leave all the guests aside. I think this young man talks in such detail, he must be proficient in this matter. Why not let him play a song to win over everyone?  It¡¯s more fun than the ordinary explanations he gave there.¡±

    Wang Yun stood up and complained to Cai Yong.  Cai Yongfa responded and hurriedly apologized. He heard that Wang Yun's words were reasonable, and he was also very curious about what music the instrument could play.

    "Hahaha. You see my confused temperament. I am so absorbed in listening that I neglect my guests. Wen Bufan, can you play a song to calm everyone's resentment against me? I would be very grateful."

    Cai Yong laughed and said kindly to Wenhan. Wenhan had already prepared. He took the erhu from Cai Yong and found a quiet place to sit down.  The audience fell silent, everyone was attentive, wanting to know what kind of wonderful sound this novel instrument could produce.

    Wenhan picked up the bow stick and slowly pulled the strings.

    First, a towering tone sounded, and gradually a deep melody came out, and everyone's heartbeats dropped, and then rose again, and their hearts went up.

    Gradually, the melody became brisk, and the low-pitched sound sounded like someone was singing. In everyone's mind, they recalled inexplicably that they had a feeling of falling in love with someone they had just met.

    Cai Yong closed his eyes, shook his hands, his white beard was as white as snow, and his body swayed slightly with the sound, as if he was immersed in the past.

    Wang Yun and Yang Biao couldn't help but pick up the wine glasses, took a few sips, and raised their heads.  Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song hummed unconsciously, smiling intoxicatedly.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  It's like going back to that day, wanting to catch the hand of my lover and stay with him forever.

    Later, the heavy sound continued continuously, like a slow tapping in my heart.

    Slowly, the song ends.

    Everyone at the table was still intoxicated.  It was eerily quiet, as if everyone was intoxicated with the beauty of the past and didn't want to wake up.

    Behind the courtyard, a woman walked softly. She had a goose-oval pink face, charming big and thoughtful eyes, pink face and red lips, tall and slender body. She wore an emerald green satin brocade jacket with some light yellow patterns embroidered on it.  , tied with a lotus silk satin skirt.  The whole person is like a quiet lotus, dignified and elegant.

    The woman hid from the beautiful figure and looked quietly.  Wenhan just raised his head, looked at her, and was amazed. Then he calmed down and smiled at the woman.  The woman was like a frightened rabbit that suddenly shrank back and disappeared.

    At this time, I don¡¯t know who woke up from the past brought up by the music first and clapped their hands.  The applause brought everyone in the audience back to reality, and they also clapped their hands and cheered for this song.

    "Good, good! Extraordinary, I don't know the name of this song"What's the story in the song?  "

    Cai Yong kept saying hello and admired Wenhan so much that he even called him affectionately.  Wenhan was flattered by this, and after humbly saluting, he said loudly.

    "This song is called Butterfly Lovers. It refers to a pair of lovers in Xiaosheng's hometown. The man and woman's surnames are the surnames of the man and woman. The woman's family is forced by a powerful man, and the father wants to marry his daughter. He beats the couple. The powerful man even forces her to death, and the woman loves her lover. He wants the woman to marry with all her heart.  The woman did not know that her lover was dead, so she agreed to get married for the sake of her father.

    Later, on the way to get married, I learned about the cause of death of my lover. I was heartbroken. I came to the man's grave, cried so hard that the ground broke apart, and finally disappeared.  Don't know life or death.  According to legend, a woman and a man turned into butterflies and stayed together forever.  "

    When Cai Yong heard his story, he fell silent and recalled the music just now, as if he had seen the story.  He sighed deeply, as if lamenting it.

    "Young man is young and has excellent piano skills. You should be a refined scholar. I don't know your name. I would like to take this opportunity to introduce you so that we can get to know you."

    Wang Yun covered his beard and said with a smile.  Although at the beginning, because Wen Han and Na He butcher were together, he knew that the two had a close relationship, and he was unhappy with Wen Han.  But Wang Yun loved his talent, and seeing Wenhan's courtesy and humility, he became interested in Wenhan.

    Wen Han knew that Wang Yun was a great scholar of the time and paid great attention to etiquette.

    At that moment, Wen Han saluted solemnly and looked respectful.

    "My surname is Wen Minghan, and my courtesy name is extraordinary. I only know a little about piano skills, but I can't go to the hall, and I can't be called a refined scholar."

    "Wen Bufan could not be the madman who wrote poems at Wangyue Tower. Aren't you crazy when it is said that you are crazy? Hahaha That's right. Although your poems have artistic conception, they are also domineering and arrogant. Maybe they have offended people, so they are spread.  You are crazy."

    Wang Yun was talking and answering to himself, but judging from his tone, he didn't dislike Wen Han for it.  When some people at the table heard Wenhan's identity, their attitudes changed obviously, their faces became gloomy, and their eyes towards Wenhan were full of malice.  However, due to He Jin beside Wen Han, some people did not dare to speak provocatively.

    Wenhan just smiled flatly and stood there with his arms straight.  This leisurely and contented look aroused the dissatisfaction of some people, who whispered in the seats, as if scolding Wenhan for being ignorant of current affairs.

    "Hey. Why are you so narrow-minded? Everyone in the world has their opinions. What this article says is true and not confusing right and wrong. If it is reasonable, we should accept it with an open mind. People from poor families are often suppressed. This is an indisputable fact.  . Cai Feibai and I also thought about opening up a new path for those poor scholars who came from humble backgrounds but were talented and learned.

    Anyone with talent, regardless of status, can become an official.  He is just afraid, his mind is not right, but he does things to harm Chaozuna after he takes office.  "

    Wang Yun opened his mouth to speak for Wenhan, but as he spoke, he turned his attention to He Jin.  He Jin frowned and rolled his eyes, but he couldn't get angry, so he just said inwardly.

    "This Prince Master is really ignorant. He targets me over and over again. Don't give me a chance, otherwise it will make you look bad!"

    Wang Yun had a certain reputation in Luoyang City. When those people saw him speaking out, they were reluctant to speak in private. They stopped talking and ignored Wenhan.  Wang Yun and Cai Yong took Wenhan to a table together and chatted, as if they wanted to win over Wenhan.

    These Confucian scholars were trying to undermine him in an open and honest manner. He Jin saw this and his face became more and more ugly. He wished he could take Wen Han away immediately.  Cao Cao saw his expression and understood. He walked aside and used some excuses to pull Wenhan back.  Wen Han gave He Jin a wry smile, explaining that it was hard to refuse his hospitality.

    He Jin looked much better when he saw Wen Han come back.  He also knew the reason for his difficulties. He was not so narrow-minded, but he was just angry at Wang Yun.  However, this also sounded the alarm to He Jin. Wen Han was very talented and knew etiquette, but due to his background, there was no stage for him to show off.  If Wenhan comes from a wealthy family, his current status will definitely be good.  He Jin asked himself if he really didn't pay enough attention to Wen Han. After Wen Han became a staff member, he made a lot of great and small achievements, but He Jin didn't appreciate him much.

    At that moment, He Jin made up his mind to win over Wen Han and give him some official positions.  Let Wenhan work harder and wholeheartedly for his use.

    At this time, Cai Yong stood up again.  He had a routine every time he held a banquet. He would come up with some topics and ask everyone to think of some poems.  Today is his birthday, of course.

    Everyone knows that Cai Yong has a habit, and those scholars have been prepared for it. This is also the purpose of their coming here to attend the banquet. They want to write some poems and poems to win the appreciation of some noble people, so that their official career will be smooth sailing.

    "Haha. You are all talented people. Today is my birthday. How can you be happy without poetry? How about I let you come up with the topic and you all write the poems to see who is more talented?"

    The scholars listened to Cai Yong's words and quickly agreed.  Wang Yun and Yang Biao also held their beards, looking forward to it.??, will there be any masterpieces today?  Although Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song were military attach¨¦s, they were also Confucian scholars with good literary skills. They also clapped their hands and praised Cai Yong and asked Cai Yong to come up with the topic quickly.

    "Okay. Everyone agreed, so I came up with a question."

    Cai Yong pondered for a while, thought about the topic, and spoke slowly.

    "After today, I have reached the age of sixty. A few months ago, I returned to my hometown to worship my ancestors. On the way, I saw the peach blossoms in bloom, so I wanted to go back to the mountains and forests and live a happy life. I felt something in my heart, but my knowledge was limited and I couldn't do anything.  Good poems. Why don't you think about it for me, gather your talents, and feel sorry for me."
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