Lin Feng scratched his head feeling a little embarrassed as Xiao Qingya was staring at him.
Xiao Yunhe praised him and left with Xiao Qingya. After all, Lin Feng was just talented and would not attract too much attention from them. It was already very good to be praised by Xiao Yunhe, the head of the Xiao family.
Fortunately, Lin Feng is not the kind of person who would rather save face than suffer, so Xiao Yunhe's departure makes him feel much more relaxed.
Yun Yuqing looked at Lin Feng and turned his head to continue eating. She was a little angry and amused and said, "You like it so much?" Then she picked up a piece of cake and put it to her mouth with some curiosity, "It's quite delicious."
Lin Feng pointed at the cakes beside him and said incoherently with his mouth full of food: "Try this, it tastes great."
Yun Yuqing was also a little curious, so she picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. The delicate taste exuded a light peach blossom fragrance. It was not very sweet, but it had a natural peach blossom fragrance. She couldn't help but start eating it.
Then, everyone looked over with surprised eyes, only to see two handsome men and beautiful women eating food crazily. To be honest, those who can attend the party are basically well-known people or their descendants. Although these foods at the banquet are not eaten every day, they can eat them if they want. The main purpose of everyone attending the banquet is to make friends.
After all, this is a good opportunity. Even if you sneak in, listen to the big guys talk for a while, and secretly drink some soup from behind, it will be a considerable income. What's more, what if you make friends with a big guy and become successful?
So when everyone was anxious to make friends, Yun Yuqing and Lin Feng, who had been eating early, attracted everyone's attention.
Although Yun Yuqing knew that she was just from a Chinese website, she had a good family background, so she didn't need to make friends with her. But who was the young man next to her? What was their relationship?
Everyone was looking at her speculatively, but the person involved seemed not to notice until Yun Yuqing realized that she was choked (*⊙~⊙). She covered her neck with both hands and slapped Lin Feng in panic. Lin Feng turned around and looked at Yun Yuqing who was flustered and speechless, and realized that she was choked. He then poured a glass of red wine and dripped it to Yun Yuqing.
Yun Yuqing drank it in a panic, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. When she noticed the gazes of the people around her, her fair cheeks turned red instantly.
Lin Feng left embarrassedly, but he didn't care and continued eating.
"Do you like this peach blossom pastry?" An experienced but confident voice sounded.
Lin Feng turned his head and saw an old man with white hair and wearing a Zhongshan suit.
Lin Feng nodded, and the old man seemed to be talking to himself: "It is said that peach blossom pastry is the favorite pastry of the concubines in the ancient harem. One year, a concubine saw peach blossoms falling all over the ground, so she ordered people to collect the peach blossoms and arranged for the imperial chef in the palace to make pastries with peach petals. So the imperial chef made a small snack with petals, lard, flour and red bean fillings. After tasting it, the concubine praised it and named it "Peach Blossom Pastry". Later, every year when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, the imperial chef would make peach blossom pastry. Gradually, peach blossom pastry was passed down, and after continuous evolution and improvement, the modern version of peach blossom pastry was created."
Lin Feng turned around and didn't realize there was a story behind this peach cake. He wiped his mouth and said, "The sweetness of the peach cake is just right, not greasy or oily. Paired with tea, it is a real treat for the taste buds."
The old man was surprised at first, then nodded and smiled, his eyes unable to hide his admiration, he said: "I didn't expect a young man like you so much, very good, very good, this peach blossom cake is really valuable and is a top tribute." Then he paused and looked at the people around him who were busy talking, picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and put it to his mouth to taste it slowly, he said: "Alas, it's a pity that this peach blossom cake, apart from you, there are not many people who really taste it."
Lin Feng agreed and said, "That's right. It's such a pity that no one eats such delicious food. I really want to pack it up and take it back."
The old man looked at Lin Feng with a smile and said, "I like it. When you leave later, pack it up and take it back. No one will bother you."
Lin Feng said in surprise: "Really? Then I have to pack it up carefully later." The old man and Lin Feng tasted the food slowly in the corner. Some of them recognized the old man, but were driven away by the old man's eyes and had to stop. Others felt a little annoyed, wondering why they didn't recognize him earlier.
The old man just wanted to enjoy the food with the young man in front of him, and didn't want to be disturbed. Lian Yunyuqing looked back and was a little surprised. He didn't expect Lin Feng to be talking and laughing with him, but he didn't go forward to disturb them.
While Lin Feng and the old man were slowly savoring the food in the corner, the banquet entered another stage.
First, a young man said, "Master Xiao, my grandfather heard that Qingya was having a birthday, so he asked me to send this fine Hetian jade over."
Xiao Yunhe looked at the fine Hetian jade in front of him in surprise, smiled and said to the young man: "Hahaha, you can give it to Qingya, it's not my birthday."
Xiao Qingya naturally would not lose face for others, so she said thank you and accepted the gift. The young man happily handed over the gift.
He didn't ask for anything. After all, the Xiao family had a high status and position, and his mission this time was to deliver this gift.
As the young people took the lead, everyone else began to rush forward and give gifts.
"I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll just give you the necklace I often wear." A pleasant voice sounded, and everyone fell silent.
What I saw was a red dress that set off her fair skin and black hair. The combination was perfect, like a masterpiece carefully created by a painter, which made people linger.
Her clear eyes and rosy lips like gems made everyone marvel at her beauty, which was undoubtedly that of a goddess.
"It's Ye Linyun." A voice sounded, and everyone reacted and couldn't help but take a breath. They didn't expect that the Ye family had also come, and saw Ye Linyun calling Qingya.
It seems that the two families are not as incompatible as rumored outside. On the contrary, they seem to have a very good relationship.
Xiao Qingya's next move obviously made everyone believe their guess even more.
Xiao Qingya walked over slowly, glanced at Ye Linyun with her beautiful eyes and said, "You are amazing. You didn't prepare anything, but you said you would give me your necklace. How could I not know what your necklace is for? Keep it for your future husband."
Ye Linyun said with a smile: "Listen carefully, it's not that I don't want to give it to her, it's that she doesn't want to accept it." No one dared to speak.
Then Ye Linyun greeted Xiao Yunhe with a smile, and Xiao Yunhe said with a smile: "Xiao Yun is not bad, not bad, you are becoming more and more like your father."
Ye Linyun said, "No, no, thank you Uncle Xiao for the compliment. I am still far from being as good as my father."
Xiao Yunhe nodded with a smile and said nothing more. With the arrival of Ye Linyun, the atmosphere of the banquet reached its peak, and everyone began to send their blessings one by one.
On the other side, Lin Feng was still eating peach blossom pastry with the old man. The old man didn't expect that this guy actually liked it so much. He saw Lin Feng show off a whole plate with his own eyes.
"Young man, let me ask you a question." The old man looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng wiped his mouth and said, "Grandpa, you say."
"Are you really the author of "Huaxia"? " The old man looked at Lin Feng with some confusion.
Lin Feng nodded. Why didn't he believe it? Just because he was young? T^T.
"real?"
"real."
"Are you Mufeng?"
"Guaranteed authenticity."
"Did you really write "Hua Xia"?"
"Yes."
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"Okay, old man, is that all you ask?" Lin Feng finally interrupted the old man speechlessly. Although it was impolite to interrupt others, the old man looked disbelieving and left, which made Lin Feng speechless.
"Okay, I just want to ask you about the story of Boya and Ziqi." The old man looked at Lin Feng tentatively, and then said: "I want to know why Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi got together? Yu Boya was once a doctor in the State of Jin, a famous zither player, and was very good at playing the seven-stringed zither. Zhong Ziqi was an ordinary woodcutter, two people with completely different identities."
"Because of the sound of the piano." Lin Feng said while taking a bite of the crab leg.
"What piano sound?" The old man looked at Lin Feng in confusion.
It's not the old man's fault, because Lin Feng wrote about China mainly to explain history, and it's impossible to tell everything in detail. That's 5,000 years of history (approximately). Even if Lin Feng spent his whole life writing, he couldn't finish it. So many things were just mentioned briefly.
"At that time, Yu Boya, a minister of the State of Jin, was ordered to go on a diplomatic mission to the State of Chu. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yu Boya came to the mouth of the Han River alone in a small boat. However, due to the strong wind and waves, Yu Boya anchored on a small hill and waited until the wind and waves subsided." Lin Feng took a sip of wine and continued.
"Yu Boya waited until night. Because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival that night, the moon was very bright. Yu Boya looked at the bright moon in the sky and couldn't help being lost in thought. Then he became very interested and decided that in this situation, shouldn't he play a song? So he took out the zither he carried with him and began to play it with great concentration." Lin Feng narrated like a bystander, and before he knew it, the banquet fell silent.
Lin Feng and the old man were so absorbed in talking and listening that they didn't notice that the surroundings had become quiet.
Xiao Yunhe also looked at the old man in surprise. Xiao Qingya was about to step forward, but was stopped by Xiao Yunhe not far away. Ye Linyun also looked over curiously.
"Little did people know that at this time, Zhong Ziqi, who went up the mountain to collect firewood to avoid the rain, happened to be nearby. Zhong Ziqi was attracted by Yu Boya's beautiful piano music as he passed by. Zhong Ziqi was intoxicated by Yu Boya's wonderful piano music and gradually became intoxicated by it. After Yu Boya finished playing, Zhong Ziqi felt relaxed and happy, and couldn't help but express his heartfelt emotions." Lin Feng continued to tell the story.
"Yu Boya, who was immersed in the performance, only came to his senses when he heard Zhong Ziqi's praise. He quickly stood up to greet Zhong Ziqi and then played another song for him. After listening to it, Zhong Ziqi praised it and said, 'The sound of the piano is as majestic as a mountain, like an extremely high peak.'"
"Yu Boya was very happy after hearing this, so he played another piece. This time, Zhong Ziqi commented that the sound of the zither was mighty and majestic, just like the endless flow of a river. It was really wonderful."
"Just like this, every time Yu Boya played a tune, Zhong Ziqi would give different evaluations based on the characteristics of the sound of the piano. The two of them were like soulmates, one playing silently, the other listening silently, and they could give timely feedback to each other, so the two became soulmates. This is the story of high mountains and flowing water." Lin Feng swallowed embarrassedly.
The old man seemed to be still in a daze when Xiao Qingya walked forward and said to Lin Feng: "What happened next?" Lin Feng looked at Xiao Qingya in surprise. Xiao Yunhe looked at Lin Feng apologetically and said: "I'm sorry, little friend Lin, I'm disturbing you."
Lin Feng waved his hand, and Xiao Qingya turned her head and called the old man next to Lin Feng "Grandpa".
"What the hell." Lin Feng was confused inside, but he quickly calmed down. Fortunately, he didn't say anything nonsense just now.
The old man nodded, as if he was quiet in his own world, and said to Lin Feng: "Is it because of this?" The old man asked the question in the hearts of the people around him.
Seeing this, Lin Feng had no choice but to continue: "After Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi became close friends, because Yu Boya was going back to Jin after his mission, the two agreed to come back here and play together one year later."
"But when Yu Boya came back the following Mid-Autumn Festival, he waited for a long time but did not see Zhong Ziqi. Yu Boya thought that Zhong Ziqi could not find the Han River estuary, so he sat down to play the piano, hoping to attract Zhong Ziqi with the sound of the piano. However, Yu Boya played all night and Zhong Ziqi did not show up."
"The next day, Yu Boya asked an old man passing by about Zhong Ziqi's whereabouts. The old man told him with regret that Zhong Ziqi had died of a serious illness not long ago. His last words were to ask his family to build his grave by the river so that he could hear Yu Boya's beautiful music every August 15th, which is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Yu Boya, in great pain, followed the old man's instructions and came to Zhong Ziqi's grave, where he sat on the ground and played a song called "High Mountains and Flowing Water."
"But after he finished playing, Yu Boya couldn't help but sigh sadly, interrupting the sound of the zither, and smashed his once beloved zither on the bluestone beside him. He said that his only soulmate in the world had passed away, and who could he play the zither for if he kept it? This is the story of Boya breaking his zither, a sad story." Lin Feng finished speaking slowly, and everyone was silent, including the old man.
I didn't expect that Boya and Ziqi actually had such a story. Then I said to Lin Feng: "Why don't you write their story?"
Lin Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't possibly write about every single person, or I might not be able to finish writing in this lifetime. So, if possible, I will try to go back and explain some of the stories in my spare time."
The old man nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Do you know how to play "High Mountains and Flowing Water"?"
Lin Feng nodded, and everyone's eyes lit up.
"I wonder if Mr. Lin can play a song for me? Of course I won't treat you unfairly." The old man looked at Lin Feng expectantly.
Lin Feng nodded with a smile. Fortunately, he learned the guqin in his previous life. Perhaps this world could also carry forward his previous life.
Then the old man asked someone to get his guqin.
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