The owner, Chen Yan, was a fat man in his forties. He usually smiled and treated people very kindly. However, in the antique industry in Hunan, he was a well-known figure.
A young scholar named Liang Zifei appeared in Shaoyang City. He was wearing a thin green shirt and carrying a strange guqin. He walked lightly to the door of "Xiaoya Xuan" and took off the strange piano on his back and sat on the ground in the thick snow.
Some time ago, Chen Yan was buying a painting of Tang Yin's original "Beauty in Spring" at a high price from a down-and-out businessperson in the capital. He was overjoyed and took it out every day to enjoy it carefully. Today, he was looking at the painting when he suddenly heard someone playing the piano outside his house. The music was flat, but the sound of the piano was round and moist, and it was harmonious and full. As soon as he heard it, he knew that this piano was by no means a vulgar thing, so he quickly put away the painting and walked out the door. Liang Zifei ignored him, still concentrating on playing the strange piano in his hand. Chen Yan stepped forward curiously and stared at the piano. Chen Yan saw that Liang Zifei's clothes were vaguely tattered and his face looked like a dish, so he guessed that he might be a down-and-out disciple of a famous family who came to sell himself the piano, so he went straight to the point and said, "Brother, you played the piano at the door of the shop, presumably it was not just because of your elegance!" Liang Zifei still ignored him, and Chen Yan said, "Brother, this piano looks a little old, and I am very fond of antiquities. I wonder if you are willing to sell the piano to me?"
Liang Zifei finished the song, and after a while he said coldly, "Sir, when you saw me sitting in the snow, you didn't ask me if I was cold, but you always played my piano. This is not the way to treat guests, right?" Chen Yan blushed and felt very ashamed, so he invited Liang Zifei into the store. Liang Zifei was not polite, put away the piano and followed Chen Yan into the door.
The two sat down. Chen Yan asked his family to fry a few side dishes, iron a pot of wine, and reported their names to each other before chatting. Unexpectedly, the two of them were very speculative when they chatted, and they felt that they met late. Seeing Liang Zifei wandering in a foreign land alone, but talking well, Chen Yan had a feeling: "Brother, I don't know if you came to Shaoyang for business or have other things to do?" Liang Zifei took a sip of wine, and his face was a little sad, saying: "My little brother is from all over the world, and today I came to your land purely to eat a bowl of rice, not to talk about business." Chen Yan was overjoyed: "This is the best, I have a seven-year-old child, who is usually very naughty and willful. I wonder if my brother is willing to accept him as a student and teach him to read?" Liang Zifei agreed without thinking.
In this way, Liang Zifei stayed at "Xiaoya Xuan". He usually taught Chen Yan's son to learn calligraphy, read Tang poetry and Song poetry, and when he had nothing to do, he would chat with Chen Yan about poetry, calligraphy, piano paintings and antiques, and often had amazing insights from experts. One day, Chen Yan took out the painting of Tang Yin's "Beauty Strolling in Spring" and showed it to Liang Zifei. Liang Zifei held the painting, studied it for a while, exclaimed repeatedly, and then said, "This painting is worth a thousand taels of gold!"
A few more days have passed. One day, Chen Yan was chatting with Liang Zifei in the store when two big men suddenly walked in the door. As soon as they entered, they shouted that they wanted to buy "Beauty Stepping Spring" by name. Chen Yan stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying, "Unfortunately, the two of you," Beauty Stepping Spring "is my personal collection, and it is not for takeaway. However, there are many other famous calligraphy and paintings in our store, and the two of you want to..." Unexpectedly, the two big men did not wait for Chen Yan to finish speaking, so they took out a small golden knife with about one or two weights from their pockets, poked it hard on the counter, and then said with a hand, "The deposit will be placed in the shopkeeper's place first. After three days, our master will come to pick up the painting. I hope the shopkeeper will keep it safe first." After saying that, the two strode out the door and left.
Chen Yan was stunned for a while before looking hurriedly at the small golden knife on the table. When he saw that his face had changed greatly, he blurted out, "The golden knife of Malaysia!" It turned out that this golden knife of Malaysia was the most famous and powerful bandit leader in southern part of Hunan.
Calamity fell from the sky, and Chen Yan couldn't help but be dumbfounded, walking around the house in panic, fidgeting. Liang Zifei was unhurried, smiled lightly and said, "Brother Chen, don't panic, little brother has his own way to help you return his golden knife." After listening, Chen Yan looked at Liang Zifei suspiciously, skeptical.
Nothing happened for two days in a row. On the third night, Liang Zifei opened the courtyard door and imitated Kong Ming, drinking with Chen Yan in the courtyard as if nothing had happened.
When the cold moon was in the sky, Liang Zifei smiled at Chen Yan and said, "The moon is windy, can Brother Chen listen to the younger brother play a song?" Chen Yan nodded dumbly. The sound of the piano is masterful. It's just that this time the sound of the piano is very different from the past. Usually, Liang Zifei's sound is always smooth and calm. But this time, the sound of the piano suddenly became like ten thousand horses running together, like lightning and thunder, and the sound of the piano seemed to feel that dark clouds were pressing against Shaoyang City… At the climax of the play, someone suddenly shouted at the door, and then more than a dozen masked men in black clothes walked into the yard, and the leading one must be the Golden Sabre of Malaysia.
Chen Yan's face turned pale, but Liang Zifei was calm and calm, still playing the piano as if no one was around, and it took him a long time to stop, and he smiled coldly at the Malaysian Golden Saber and the others, saying, "Master, what do you think of my music?" The Malaysian Golden Saber stared at the strange piano in Liang Zifei's hand, and his whole body shook like five thunderbolts. With a wave of his hand behind him, he disappeared without a trace with a group of people. Liang Zifei laughed, and Chen Yan was confused for a while. The two sat for a while, and there was a lot of noise outside the door, and the Malaysian Golden Saber went back with dozens of big men holding fast guns. Liang Zifei had some anger on his face at this time: "Liang wants to not kill people here today, but you don't want to live and die, thinking I'm afraid of you."
Liang Zifei laughed wildly, "I know you will come to me sooner or later, but you almost fooled me just now, so I don't believe that you will have thousands of troops ambushing here tonight... Besides, no matter how strong your martial arts are, how can you escape the dozens of spears under me? How can you kill me?!" Liang Zifei plucked the strings lightly and sneered: "It takes thousands of troops to take your dog's life? Liang will send you to the west today just by breaking the piano!" After saying that, he swam quickly on the strings with both hands. The sound of the piano was like a shocking wave crashing on the shore, sometimes flying sand and rocks, sometimes beautiful and moving... A group of people couldn't help but be crazy. After a while, the sound of the piano stopped, and then looking at the golden sword of the horse, it was already bleeding from the seven orifices, and died on the spot. Liang Zifei did not raise his head and said, "Listen, if someone takes the name of my golden sword to do evil and hit shopkeeper Chen in the future, the end will be the same as this person, do you understand?" A group of bandits stood there for a long time, nodded in unison, then picked up the body of the fake golden sword and swarmed away.
Seeing all this, Chen Yan was like a dream, and he heard Liang Zifei say in a daze: "Brother Chen, don't panic, I'm telling you now, I'm the real golden sword of Malaysia, I'm also here for" Beauty Stepping into Spring ", but I can't bear to start. You and I are friends, it can be regarded as fate. I don't want the painting, I'll say goodbye, there will be a period later!" After saying that, he put on the murderous strange piano on his back and flew out of the door. When Chen Yan woke up and chased outside, the cold street was empty.