The new melody of Xinglai Zhi Zhang is in the style of Hu Jia Lu, with 18 beats.

  This chapter is about Liu Yan being taken by Tan Shi Huai to Xianbei, and after Tan Shi Huai's death, she was taken as a concubine by He Lian. Later, she was rescued by Lü Bu. However, the King of Yan could not tolerate Liu Yan and He Lian's daughter, so he forced Liu Yan to abandon her daughter. Unable to bear abandoning her daughter, Liu Yan left the palace of the King of Yan to seek refuge with Lü Bu.

  Cai Yan was moved by Liu Yu's tragic life and wrote "Eighteen Beats of the Barbarian Flute". The first half didn't change much, but the second half was almost completely rewritten by me. I'm afraid of being scolded, so I'll post it out for everyone to see first, and then return to the original chapter later.

  I saw the paper written with:

  When I was born, there was nothing to do. After I was born, the Han dynasty declined. The heaven is not benevolent, and it brought chaos and separation. The earth is not benevolent, and it made me encounter this time. The sound of war drums is heard every day, and the roads are dangerous. The people are dying and fleeing, and they share my sorrow.

  The smoke and dust fill the fields, and the Xianbei tribe is flourishing. My will and intentions are at odds, and I am losing my integrity. I am facing a different culture, and it is not suitable for me. I am suffering from evil humiliation, and who can I tell? The sound of the flute and the zither is heard, but no one knows my sorrow.

  The Xianbei people are forcing me to be their family, and they are taking me on a journey to the edge of the sky. The mountains are high and far away, and the road home is distant. The strong winds blow for thousands of miles, and the dust rises. Many people are cruel and violent, like scorpions and snakes. They hold bows and wear armor, and they are arrogant and extravagant.

  The two strings of the zither are stretched to the breaking point, and my will is shattered. I am sorrowful and lamenting, and I am sighing deeply. I have entered the land of the Hu people, and I am a fugitive. It would be better if I had not been born. The fur garments are my clothes, and my bones and flesh are shocked and frightened. The taste of the mutton is bitter, and it is suppressing my emotions.

  The drums beat loudly from night to morning, and the Hu wind blows strongly, blocking the camp. I am sorrowful and nostalgic for the past, and three beats have been played. I am holding onto my grief and resentment, and when will they be pacified? There is no day or night that I do not think of my hometown. I am bearing the burden of life, but who can understand me?

  Suddenly, I heard the sound of the horn, and the killing has started. I do not know what happened, and disaster has fallen upon the camp. The king's court has opened, and a general has entered, killing the soldiers on both sides. My clever daughter is crying, and she has seen the god of death approaching.

  The Han general asked her about my background, and he learned that I was from a humble family. He pitied me and protected me, and I met the holy king. I was overjoyed to have been reborn. The 12th beat is urgent and hurried, and the military situation is critical. We are rushing back home, and we are afraid of the scorpion soldiers coming.

  We looked far into the distance and saw the Great Wall, and we quickly entered the border pass. We were afraid that the Hu soldiers would come, and the beacons would be lit for 2,000 miles. The 13th beat is worried about the border pass, and the camp has been slaughtered. The Hu people have come to report their blood feud, and the war reports are continuous.

  The 14th beat is a reunion with my parents, but old grudges have not been resolved, and new ones have arisen! My strict father looked down on me and would not accept the Hu daughter. I am caught between two emotions, and it is difficult to explain. Who can understand the sorrow of being a woman?

  The 15th beat is tears falling like rain, and my heart is filled with grief. The sun and moon are impartial, but they have never shone on me. I wept blood and looked up at the sky, complaining about my fate. Why was I born to suffer this calamity?

  The 16th beat is a sad melody, and my heart is pierced like a knife. My mother and daughter are connected in their hearts, but they cannot bear to part with each other. The 17th beat is sorrowful, and the Hu people's customs are difficult to change. They will not let me stay, and I must return home.

  The Xianbei tribe has kept me from returning, and I am finally going back. The customs of the Hu people are detestable, and they are worse than the Jie tribe. The Hu flute originated from the Hu land, and its sound is similar to that of the zither.

  The 18th beat is the end of the song, but the sound remains. This is because I know that music is subtle and wonderful, and it is a creation of heaven. Sadness and joy are in people's hearts, and they can be communicated through music. The Hu and Han tribes have different customs and cultures, and the heaven and earth are separated. My father cannot accept my daughter, and we must part ways.

  My bitter fate and resentment are vast and endless, but I will endure them.

  Lü Bu finished reading the paper book and couldn't help but think: "The eighteen beats of the barbarian flute?"

  Cai Yan was thinking about Liu Yan's life experience, facing the window blowing with a flute. But suddenly heard someone speaking behind her back...