MTL - Rebirth of Glory and Splendour-Chapter 34 old piano

Wei Zhao was stunned when he heard the words, then stood up immediately, turned around to look, and said nervously, "A Che, you were inside just now? Are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Che's body has not been very good since he was a child. Duanmu Hui once said that if he wants to live a long life in peace, he should not be too tired in the future. It is a pity that the predecessor of Yongan King Jiang Lu only had one son, Jiang Che. Since he inherited the king, it is impossible not to set foot in the court.

Jiang Che was also surprised when he suddenly saw Wei Zhao and Wei Chongrong. He was stunned for a moment and said, "...I'm fine, but I heard that Mr. Duanmu was back in Beijing and came to visit him specially." Duanmu benefited Jiang Che, but he could save his life Yeah.

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing Jiang Che's words. The kid before said that Mr. Duanmu was treating patients, not receiving guests. Besides, it's been more than a month since Mr. returned to Beijing, and he really came to visit. He should have come a long time ago. Just like Junqing, it will never be delayed until now.

Before Wei Zhao could speak, the boy entered the room and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness Qin, sir, please come in." After speaking, he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Che could see that Wei Zhao had something to ask himself, so he smiled and said, "Azhao, go ahead, I'll wait for you here." Wei Zhao came here in disguise, and most of the time he was looking for a doctor. He didn't ask clearly about the situation. , how to rest assured.

Wei Chongrong wanted to follow him in, but Xiaotong said that Mr. Duanmu had rules for seeing a doctor. He only saw the patient and was not allowed to be by his side, so he could not go in.

Seeing Wei Chongrong's unhappy expression on his face, Wei Zhao comforted him, and told him not to run around or disturb Jiang Che. After Wei Chongrong responded one by one, he followed Xiaotong to the backyard.

As soon as Wei Zhao left, Jiang Che waved at Wei Chongrong: "Little Prince, come here, I have something to ask you."

Wei Chongrong looked up at him and ran over. In the past life, in view of Wei Zhao's face, Jiang Che treated him very well, so Wei Chongrong's impression of him was very good from the beginning.

Jiang Che pulled Wei Chongrong and asked gently, "Little lord, can you tell me what is wrong with Your Highness?" Ever since he was a child, Wei Zhao hated needles and medicines the most. It's just unimaginable.

Wei Chongrong tilted his head and thought for a while, then said helplessly: "I don't know, Daddy won't tell me, can you ask him for me?"

Wei Chongrong really didn't know about Wei Zhao's specific physical condition, but they practiced together every day. He could see that Wei Zhao was obviously a little weak, most of which was caused by physical reasons. If possible, he hoped that Jiang Che could help him find out. .

"Oh." Jiang Che sighed faintly, his eyes becoming more worried. The illness that can make Wei Zhao take the initiative to seek medical treatment is obviously something that the imperial doctor can't handle. What could it be, the more he thinks about it, the more worried he becomes.

Wei Chongrong tugged at Jiang Che's sleeve and whispered, "Are you sick too? King Yongan. Daddy said that Mr. Duanmu never treats people easily."

He remembered very clearly that Jiang Che died of illness in the 12th year of Taiping. Because he had no children after his death, the title of King Yongan was inherited by his nephew Jiang Yuan. In Wei Chongrong's memory, Jiang Che was one of the few people who treated him well, even if the reason Jiang Che did this was all for Wei Zhao.

Jiang Che didn't answer Wei Chongrong's question, but said with a smile: "Little Wangye, your father and I are good friends, you don't have to keep calling me Prince Yongan, you just..." Before Jiang Che finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something. Suddenly stopped.

Seeing Jiang Che talking about him, Wei Chongrong immediately understood that the heart disease that had plagued him for many years, I'm afraid there are signs now, but he still smiled and replied: "Then don't call me little prince, Daddy calls me Rong'er, Uncle Jiang."

"Rong'er..." Jiang Che was stunned for a while, then slowly called. Wei Chongrong's eyebrows and eyes are not like Wei Zhao's, his mouth and nose are slightly similar, but the most similar thing is his personality. He looks at Wei Chongrong at this time, just like Wei Zhao when he was young .

Jiang Che avoided talking about his illness, and Wei Chongrong didn't ask too much. The two simply chatted about Wei Zhao, and they even got along very well.

Jiang Che wanted to ask about Wei Zhao's situation when he was in Fuyu, but Wei Chongrong was very smart.

As proud as Wei Zhao, for Jiang Che to take Suyundan, as calm as Jiang Che, for Wei Zhao not to marry a wife for the rest of his life, Wei Chongrong was not trying to make do with them, but he felt that such two people, Reluctantly to be an ordinary friend is actually very painful.

Not long after, Wei Zhao came out of Duanmuhui's room, and what he saw was Wei Chongrong lying on Jiang Che's lap and the two chatting happily.

Wei Zhao stood by the door and called out loudly, "Rong'er, didn't I tell you not to mess around?" He frowned slightly, his expression a little unhappy.

Wei Chongrong raised his head and retorted: "I'm not fooling around, I'm talking to Uncle Jiang." After speaking, he looked at Jiang Che, intending to make him testify.

Hearing Wei Chongrong's address to Jiang Che, Wei Zhao's eyebrows jumped, but he didn't correct it. Uncle is uncle. Anyway, the two families have different surnames.

Jiang Che stood up and said warmly, "Azhao, you misunderstood, Rong'er didn't bother me, I was the one who talked to him first." Wei Chongrong nodded in agreement, saying that it was not his fault.

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked suspicious. Wei Chongrong rushed over, took his hand and asked, "What did Mr. Duanmu say? Did he prescribe medicine for you? Did you take Mr. Duanmu's medicine and daddy get sick? All right?"

Wei Zhao nodded lightly, Wei Chongrong's height was limited, and he couldn't see Wei Zhao's expression when he was in front of him, but Jiang Che didn't miss it, he hesitated for a moment.

"Azhao, since you opened the mansion, I haven't come to visit. It's better to hit the sun if you choose a day. I don't know if I can do it today..." Jiang Che said leisurely, clearly not giving Wei Zhao a chance to refuse.

Wei Zhao didn't wait for Jiang Che to finish his words, and immediately replied: "I have no errands, and I am free at any time. As long as you have time, you can come at any time." Jiang Che asked him if he had something, and he also had something to say to him. Said, once said, it is just right.

Back at the palace, Wei Zhao led Jiang Che to the study. Wei Chongrong wanted to follow him, but Wei Zhao strictly ordered him to detain him in the courtyard. He also let Lanshang and Zisha take good care of him, and did not give him a chance to leave the courtyard at all. , not to mention eavesdropping on the corner.

Wei Chongrong was very helpless, so he had to go into his small study, sit down at the desk, and write down the homework assigned by Mr.

When he arrived at Wei Zhao's study, the first thing Jiang Che saw was the lyre on the piano case in front of the window.

The qin is not a famous qin, the material is ordinary, and the workmanship is also rough. Putting it on the exquisite and luxurious red sandalwood qin case, not only does it not match, but it feels even more rudimentary.

Jiang Che was silent for a while, then murmured: "Azhao, you still keep this qin, I thought you threw it away..."

Wei Zhao pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "The things you gave me are still made by myself. No matter how willing I am to throw them away, of course I have to cherish them."

Jiang Che couldn't help but smile, and his memory flew to many years ago along with Wei Zhao's words.

When Jiang Che made a violin for Wei Zhao, he was only a teenager in his early ten years, and Wei Zhao was a naughty little boy who followed him all day long.

Wei Zhao has been fond of dancing with swords and swords since he was a child. If it wasn't for the emperor to force him to read and the crown prince to coax him, he would definitely refuse, not to mention piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. There is nothing that he likes.

When he was six years old, he heard Jiang Che playing "Long Xiang Shou" by chance. Wei Zhao didn't know which heartstring was touched, and suddenly said that he wanted to learn the piano.

This is a trivial matter, and there is no need to report it to the emperor. Wei Ming arranged a teacher for his younger brother to learn the qin, and also gave him a good guqin.

Who knew that Wei Zhao didn't like the musician and insisted on pestering Jiang Che to teach him how to play the piano. Wei Ming thought that Wei Zhao was mostly on a whim, learning to play for a while, and Jiang Che happened to be studying in the palace, so he arranged an extra task for him.

Wei Zhao is obviously not talented when it comes to rhythm. He has learned the piano with Jiang Che for two years, and the harvest is a stumbling "Long Xiang Shou" and the lyre that Jiang Che made by himself.

A few years later, Jiang Che and Wei Zhao were together, but he had never heard Wei Zhao play the qin, and he had never seen the crude qin that was a little embarrassed to see.

Seeing this Qin again today, Jiang Che was a little confused and puzzled, what did Wei Zhao mean, especially after what he said that day.

Wei Zhao walked to the front of the qin desk and fiddled with the strings twice. The lyre that had not been adjusted for a long time made a jerky sound.

Jiang Che came to Wei Zhao and looked at him across the piano case: "The strings of the piano are loose, and they need to be adjusted before playing." After speaking, he bent down and tuned the piano.

Wei Zhao didn't stop him, but said calmly, "Ache, do you know why I learned to play the piano with you?"

Jiang Che raised his head, looking a little dazed, and immediately lowered his head.

Wei Zhao continued: "When I was very young, I heard someone play "Long Xiang Shou". I didn't understand the rhythm, but I thought that person's song played very well. Later, the person who played the piano was gone, I still wanted to listen, so I went to the musicians in the palace, but for some reason, it was obviously the same piece, and when those people played it, it was different from what I had heard. Later, I heard you play "Long" Staying Together", although not very similar, they are somewhat similar..."

Jiang Che suddenly realized that Wei Zhao's purpose was not to learn the piano, he just wanted to find the melody in his memory.

As for this, Wei Zhao couldn't help laughing: "A Che, you taught me how to learn the piano, it must have been very painful, right?" He clearly remembered the tune, but he couldn't play that feeling, and he couldn't get others to play it. , even Jiang Che, it was only specious that time.

Jiang Che didn't speak, and continued to play with the strings, the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously. He is not good at lying, and he doesn't want to hit Wei Zhao, so keeping his mouth shut is the best choice.

After a while, soft piano sounds came from his fingertips. Jiang Che looked up at Wei Zhao and asked, "Azhao, it's alright, do you want to try it?"

Wei Zhao shook his head and said firmly: "No, Rong'er will laugh at me when he hears it." When he was a child, every time he practiced the piano, the palace servants around him were miserable. He is very self-aware of his own piano skills.

Jiang Che laughed dumbly, walked to Wei Zhao's side, sat down on the chair, and played "Long Xiang Shou".

Wei Zhao turned his back and looked at the flowers and trees outside the window, and his eyes were full of surprise.

So much alike, so much alike...

If Jiang Che hadn't been by his side, Wei Zhao would have suspected that it was the same person playing the piano back then.

For a long time, Wei Zhao didn't know the identity of the person who played the qin. He asked many people, including emperors and palace officials. Everyone said that he remembered it wrong, but Wei Zhao didn't believe it. He had heard it many times. Why? It might be wrong, but the sound of that person's piano was unexpectedly reassuring.

Just when Wei Zhao was immersed in the memories of the past and couldn't extricate himself, he only heard a "boom", the music stopped and the strings broke.

Wei Zhao woke up, turned to look at Jiang Che, and saw that there was a wound on his right index finger, which was cut by the strings, bleeding.

Wei Zhao grabbed Jiang Che's hand, put it in his mouth unconsciously, and sucked off the blood, just like he had done before.

Jiang Che was stunned and said nothing, as if he did not expect Wei Zhao to make such a move.

Suddenly, Wei Zhao seemed to think of something, his face flushed, he hurriedly let go of Jiang Che's hand, and wanted to pick up the handkerchief on the table to wrap Jiang Che's wound, but accidentally knocked over the table. The tea bowl on the top, the overturned tea flowed over the table, and it was a mess.

Jiang Che grabbed Wei Zhao's bewildered hands, stopped causing him trouble, and said softly, "Azhao, call someone in to clean up."

Wei Zhao nodded hurriedly, raised his voice to call someone, and then withdrew his hand from Jiang Che's.

The book boy who was guarding in the courtyard heard the sound, quickly tidy up the desk that Wei Zhao had messed up, and hurriedly exited the room. After his interruption, the awkward atmosphere between Wei Zhao and Jiang Che lightened a little.

Jiang Che put his hand on the piano, stroked the body of the piano lightly, and asked, "Azhao, this piano is too old, and it is not well made. I can make it for you again?"

Wei Zhao held his hand, shook his head and said, "No need, I just like this piano, I'll just change the strings another day." Anyway, he didn't plan to try "Long Xiang Shou" by himself.

After speaking, he looked straight at Jiang Che. Jiang Che was puzzled and said blankly, "Azhao, what do you want to say?"

After several hesitations, Wei Zhao said, "Do you recognize Miss Xie from Princess Yuankang's family?" Xie Xiu asked him to ask Jiang Che, and he didn't want to delay any longer.

Jiang Che nodded and said calmly, "In the old days, I had several relationships, but I haven't seen each other in recent years." Jiang Che's grandmother, Princess Gu Chang, Wei Huang, is Wei Su's first sister, and her step-grandmother, Princess Nanyang, is Wei Su's. The elder sister, the Jiang family has a close relationship with the royal family, and Jiang Che often goes in and out of the palace when he is young. Xie Xiu is the eldest daughter of Princess Yuankang. Because she is similar in age to Wei Zhao, she has played with him since she was a child. It is no exaggeration to say that she grew up in the palace. It is not unusual for her to meet Jiang Che. They are distant cousins.

Wei Zhao paused for a while, then continued without expression: "I saw Axiu in the palace a few days ago, and she asked me to bring you a message."

"What?" Jiang Che's heart tightened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Wei Zhao pursed his lips and pondered: "Axiu wants me to ask you, if he wants to get married in the future, can he...will marry her..." Promising to speak to Xie Xiu is an uncomfortable thing. Only then did Wei Zhao understand that this kind of pain was far more painful than before.

Jiang Che's face instantly turned pale, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly, he looked at Wei Zhao, unable to speak for a long time.

Wei Zhao was unavoidable, facing Jiang Che's scrutinizing eyes. It's impossible for them, isn't it.

After a long time, Jiang Che said slowly, "Azhao, you just promised to speak, right?" Wei Zhao nodded silently.

Jiang Che said again: "How do you want me to answer?" Wei Zhao was stunned, then shook his head. What can he say, let Jiang Che marry Xie Xiu, he can't say it, telling Jiang Che not to get married, he can't be too selfish and miss Jiang Che's life.

Before waiting for Wei Zhao's answer, Jiang Che said to himself, "Azhao, as long as you want, I can give it to you, and as long as you want to do, I can help you." Saying goodbye, the back looks full of bleakness.

Wei Zhao watched Jiang Che leave with a sad expression. He understands that they are completely over this time, and they will never have anything to do again.