Chen Yuelai's crossing is destined to bring different things to this world, such as music!

The cold palace couldn't help singing and dancing, so it gave Chen Yuelai a lot of room to play, and the dream that could not be realized on the earth would be realized in this other world.

"In this singing and dancing party, we also need to help the palace maids and ladies participating in the party rehearse the program. ", Gonggong Xu said happily.

The little eunuchs were also full of interest, and it was estimated that they had stayed in the cold palace for too long, and when they heard that the cold palace was allowed to hold a song and dance party, they were all happy.

But Chen Yuelai was sullen, and his face was a little dark. This world is somewhat similar to our ancient society, and singing and dancing are generally performed by women.

Father-in-law Xu's meaning is also obvious, that is, this party is performed by the palace maids and ladies of the cold palace.

Wouldn't he, a professional talent, be useless? Chen Yuelai still wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to attack Liu Meiren.

"Great, we finally have the opportunity to work with the palace maids. ”

"It's a great thing to be able to enjoy singing and dancing for free. ”

"That's it, I entered the palace at the age of ten, and I haven't touched a woman's hand, so I must seize the opportunity this time. ”

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When Chen Yuelai heard the conversation of the little eunuchs, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and he almost burst into laughter.

"Xiao Laizi, you don't seem to be feeling well, do you want this palace to check your pulse?", Gonggong Xu noticed that Chen Yuelai's face was not quite right, and said.

Chen Yuelai forcibly held back a smile and said, "With Lao Xu's father-in-law care, Xiao Laizi is not uncomfortable. ”

In the face of such an outdated concept, Chen Yuelai also had to abide by the rules of this world, this song and dance party, he just didn't participate, but he still couldn't let Liu Meiren steal the lead.

"It's okay, you'll go to the shallow pavilion garden to do things tomorrow. Father-in-law Xu nodded.

Now Chen Yuelai is a spark of hope in his eyes, and he can't tolerate the slightest damage. Whether Gonggong Xu can break through the Heavenly Tribulation Realm depends on whether he can steal something from Chen Yuelai.

"No problem, Grandpa Xu, don't worry, there is no accident with me. Chen Yuelai patted his chest and said confidently.

If you want to understand music, no one in this world can compare to him, this is called professionalism.

Gonggong Xu smiled with satisfaction and said, "I will give you a holiday today!"

Chen Yuelai was a little flattered, and many little eunuchs were also extremely envious. The palace maids and eunuchs in the cold palace, which one is not 6 to 9, working all year round.

"Thank you, Grandpa Xu. Chen Yuelai felt comfortable in his heart, it was different if someone supported him, although he didn't know who was supporting him.

It just so happens that he has been diligent in cultivation recently, and he hasn't had a good night's sleep, so today Father-in-law Xu is allowed to take a day off for a day, isn't it beautiful to sleep well?

The little eunuchs were all arranged by Gonggong Xu to work in various courtyards of the Cold Palace, and only Chen Yuelai remained in the small courtyard.

Looking at the courtyard where twenty-four people lived, it was not as big as the courtyard where Concubine Wu lived alone, Chen Yuelai felt that the world was too unfair.

But there is no way, there is no other place to sleep here.

Chen Yuelai quickly fell asleep on the bed, and he had never had insomnia since he crossed over, and he always fell asleep upside down.

In a new world, there are far fewer things to worry about.

That night, Chen Yuelai also gave himself a vacation and did not go to the West Lake to practice. Adhering to the tenet of combining work and rest, Chen Yuelai knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Sharpening the knife does not require cutting wood, and continuous high-intensity training will make the muscles stiff, and it will be more difficult to produce a burning sensation at that time, which is why it often takes a year for other cultivators to break through the eight major pulses.

Any time a muscle is trained to become a dead muscle, it will be counterproductive, not only affecting the aesthetics, but also affecting the cultivation speed.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Yuelai woke up naturally from an unprecedented sleep. Stretching my waist, the quilt was folded into tofu blocks, and the day's work was about to begin.

The work of the shallow pavilion garden was only assigned to Chen Yuelai alone, and presumably the program rehearsed by the shallow pavilion garden was not large.

Chen Yuelai hummed a little song while walking towards the shallow pavilion garden with a beaming attitude.

The shallow pavilion garden is a relatively remote pavilion in the cold palace, backed by a dense wood, and the forest is where the concubines of the cold palace are buried after death, Chen Yuelai is really a little curious, which concubine would choose such a desolate place to rehearse songs and dances.

The autumn wind is whining, and the fallen leaves pave the road with a thick layer and a soft layer. A shadow dances lightly in the shallow garden pavilion, every frame is as beautiful as a mural, the woman in the pavilion has long hair and a shawl, and the angelic face gives people a sweetness like honey.

Chen Yuelai stopped, his brows slightly heavy.

This woman is the most humble concubine in the harem, Concubine Hua, who was originally a commoner, but because of her particularly sweet appearance, she was summoned into the palace by the monarch of Hengyuan Kingdom, named Concubine Hua, and successfully gave birth to the prince, but due to negligence, the prince died in two months, so he was sent to the cold palace.

Concubine Hua's original identity was humble, and she was also suppressed in the cold palace. Concubine Hua is low-key, and Chen Yuelai has only seen Concubine Hua once. But Concubine Hua was born beautiful, and her sweet appearance impressed Chen Yuelai.

"The little one is seeing Concubine Hua, Gonggong Xu asked the little one to help Concubine Hua rehearse, if there is anything Concubine Hua commands. Chen Yuelai came to the garden and said.

Concubine Hua had already discovered Chen Yuelai, but she did not take the initiative to call Chen Yuelai, because Concubine Hua's status in the cold palace was very low, and there was no little eunuch or palace maid around her who was willing to follow.

Concubine Hua is not a self-confident person, and when she heard that Chen Yuelai was sent by Gonggong Xu, she smiled politely and said, "Then Father-in-law Lao will help me bring the pipa." ”

The pipa is the most popular musical instrument in the world, and it has four strings, which are named: sub-strings, middle strings, winding strings, and old strings.

This instrument was also studied by Chen Yuelai, but the pipa only had four strings, and the rhythm that could be formed was not rich enough, so Chen Yuelai began to learn the fuqin.

Chen Yuelai still knows a little about the pipa, and the biggest feature of the pipa sound is the feeling of urgency, but after seeing Concubine Hua's beautiful dancing, Chen Yuelai feels that the pipa is not suitable for Concubine Hua.

Concubine Hua picked up the pipa, the snow-white slender jade fingers roamed on the strings, and the intricate rhythm quickly filled the surrounding air, and the majestic sound of the instrument made Chen Yuelai frown.

"Why is the little father-in-law frowning, is the music played by Concubine Hua not good?", Concubine Hua noticed the changes in Chen Yuelai's face, and subconsciously thought that the music she played was difficult to listen to.

In fact, Hua Fei's technique of playing the pipa is even admired by Chen Yuelai, but the momentum of the pipa is indeed not in line with Hua Fei's sweetness, the quality of the song lies in the artistic conception, only the right person playing the right instrument can produce a beautiful artistic conception.

"No, Concubine Hua's music is very good, but the song is wrong, Concubine Hua is kind by nature, she doesn't like war, but she plays a marching music, I think Concubine Hua plays a musical instrument for the purpose of currying favor with the emperor, right?", Chen Yuelai broke the purpose of Concubine Hua.

Concubine Hua bowed her head and was silent.

"Concubine Hua, have you ever thought that music is played for yourself and to make yourself happy?", Chen Yuelai looked at Concubine Hua seriously, and said: "If the person who plays the instrument does not integrate into the music, how can others integrate into it?"

Except for the sound of autumn wind blowing the leaves, everything seemed so quiet in the air. Concubine Hua's low gaze gradually gained brilliance, and she slowly raised her head and looked at Chen Yuelai.

"Thank you little father-in-law for waking up the dreamer, Concubine Hua will work hard. Concubine Hua's face showed a natural and sweet smile when she danced.

"The most special thing about Concubine Hua is your smile, but when you play an instrument, your face is solemn, this contrast is very unnatural, and the pipa is not very suitable for you. Chen Yuelai said.

Concubine Hua touched her cheek with her hand, her eyes flashing.

"What kind of instrument does the little father-in-law think Concubine Hua is suitable to play?", Concubine Hua said with some hesitation.

"The flute, or the harp. Chen Yuelai said without hesitation.

"What kind of musical instruments are the flute and fuqin?", Concubine Hua looked at Chen Yuelai suspiciously, in fact, Concubine Hua didn't know any other musical instruments except the pipa.

Chen Yuelai smiled, chatting and chatting almost forgetting that this was in the other world, and the flute and fuqin were not yet. However, the production process of the flute is very simple, as for the fuqin, Chen Yuelai is also sure that it will be made within two days, and the strings of the pipa can be used as the strings of the fuqin with a simple treatment.

"Concubine Hua will soon find out what kind of instrument this is, and I promise it will surprise you. The corners of Chen Yuelai's mouth showed an intriguing smile. I thought that this time, I would make your sparrow a phoenix!

Chen Yuelai asked Concubine Hua not to play a musical instrument for the time being, just practice dancing. Chen Yuelai took a dagger and walked towards the mountains and forests.

There is a green bamboo forest in this mountain forest, Chen Yuelai chose a straight bamboo, used a dagger to cut off a half-arm-long bamboo tube, and then cut out eight round holes in the bamboo tube, he is going to make an eight-hole straight flute.

The most critical step is to sharpen the reed, which determines the pitch of the flute, between the sweet nature of Hua Fei, Chen Yuelai is ready to sharpen a alto reed.

After a simple treatment, a piece of ordinary bamboo became a noble eight-tone straight flute, Chen Yuelai admired his masterpiece, put the eight-tone straight flute to his mouth and played, a melodious flute sounded smoothly like flowing water.

At the end of the audition, Chen Yuelai wiped the eight-tone flute, put it aside, and prepared to make another flute.

With the success of the first one, the production of the second one was particularly easy. Chen Yuelai held the two eight-tone flutes in his hands, humming a little song and walking out of the forest.

Half an hour later, Chen Yuelai began to realize that something was wrong, and he seemed to go deeper and deeper into the woods by going around and around.

The woods he was in were exceptionally clean, and there was not a single fallen leaf on the ground, as if it had been swept away. And not far in front of him, there was a low tomb.

A word immediately came to Chen Yuelai's mind: ghosts are in the way!