The Queen Mother looked at these girls with satisfaction and nodded incessantly. After writing "Fun" www.biquge.info for a long time, she asked Mrs. Xi: "Mrs. Xi, I don't know how your dance rehearsals are doing?" Can you let the mourning family have a glimpse? ”

"The Empress Dowager" Mrs. Xi moved to a foot in front of the Empress Dowager, blessed, and said: "Although this dance has been taught, the girls have not yet practiced it, and it is still difficult to become elegant." Please forgive the Queen Mother. ”

"En......" The Queen Mother thought for a while, frowned, and then asked, "Then what can I let the mourning family see?" ”

"The Empress Dowager Qiyu" Mrs. Xi was a blessing again, and said unhurriedly: "I think the Empress Dowager has also heard that these sixteen girls are all singing and dancing." If you don't dislike it, the girls can play a song for the Queen Mother to help Yaxing. ”

"Oh?" The Queen Mother's brows furrowed, and she was ready not to see this dance. Anyway, this dance is also a congratulatory gift. It's always inappropriate to perform in front of so many people. And in such a spring light, on such a pavilion, it is a good thing to have music to listen to.

"Good! Good! Good! The Queen Mother said three good things in a row, looked at the red nobleman sitting at the bottom of the head, and asked, "Moon Pupil, what do you want to hear?" ”

The red nobleman thought about it and looked at Murong Linshuang again. Although I really wanted to hear her play, but in front of the Queen Mother, it was not good to have too many of my own opinions, so I thought about it unintentionally, stood up, bowed Yingying, and said: "Everything depends on the Queen Mother." ”

The Queen Mother smiled, thought about it, looked at Mrs. Xi, and said quietly: "Is there any new tune?" A few days ago, I invited the ministers to a banquet in the **, and I heard a lot of them. The mourners want to hear something fresh. ”

Mrs. Xi thought about it, looked at Murong Linshuang, and replied to the Queen Mother: "Back to the Queen Mother, it's a coincidence, Miss Murong just made a new song a few days ago, do you want to try listening to it?" After speaking, she gave Murong Linshuang a look, and Murong Linshuang walked out of the team and fell to the ground again: "Murong Linshuang, the people's daughter, I would like to hear the teachings of the Queen Mother." ”

When the Queen Mother saw it, she was the first girl she saw, and when she saw her slim, she listened to her earnest tone, coupled with Mrs. Xi's recommendation, and suddenly became interested.

"Okay, let's listen to it. The Queen Mother ...... at the red nobleman and said with a smile, "You also have a lot of research on music and rhythm, so listen carefully." ”

As soon as she heard that Murong Linshuang was going to sing a tune, Hongyue Tong suddenly became interested. I was looking forward to what surprises this beautiful girl would bring her.

Murong said rudely, and sat on the round stool brought by his grandmother. picked up the pipa that the maid had just handed over, and took advantage of the time to tune the strings to take a look at Qinmei not far away. saw Qin Meiyun standing on the side lightly, looking at her with interest. I couldn't help but murmur a little in my heart.

A few days ago, I asked her to play the piano, but she ignored her. Today I looked at myself with great interest. I'm going to make a fool of myself. Thinking of this, Murong Linshuang was a little annoyed. If you want to see me make a fool of myself, I want you to know how good I am.

The strings were adjusted, and Murong Linshuang plucked them a few times casually. Just these few notes have shocked the surroundings. She looked up at the Queen Mother and the Red Noble, and at the signal of the Queen Mother, she lightly took the string with her left hand and plucked the string with her right finger, and played it.

The strings were noisy and crying, and the eyes of the Queen Mother and the red nobles who listened to it lit up. Mrs. Xi looked at Murong Linshuang with a smile and nodded gently.

Qin Mei was stunned, she didn't expect her skills to be so superb. Looking at Murong Linshuang's eyes, there was no distraction, or pinching, or belting, or pinching, left and right, and the ten fingers of the skillful pipa were flying. Beautiful.

Ye Luo listened to Murong Linshuang's pipa with a smug face. In the meantime, I didn't forget to look at the expressions of the people around me. Seeing Qin Mei looking at Murong Linshuang with a surprised face, not to mention how happy she was. She shouldn't have been playing the piano last time, but now that she looks at it, she is really not Murong Linshuang's opponent. Thinking of this, I smiled proudly.

The red nobleman looked at Murong Linshuang's face carefully. I thought to myself, this girl is really amazing. If you can really take it for your own use, coupled with the love of the Queen Mother, it will be easy to defeat Ming Yilan.

After playing a piece of pipa, Murong Linshuang raised her head and glanced at the people in the venue. Their expressions were either obsessively smiling or frowning, and she was very satisfied with such expressions. The most satisfying thing is Qin Mei's surprised look. Murong Linshuang smiled secretly in her heart, so you are intoxicated like this? When you're done, aren't you going to prostrate yourself in the corners of my skirts?

The sound of the pipa suddenly slowed down, Murong Linshuang cleared her throat and sang softly:

"The bronze mirror with no hands smiles at plum makeup, and the beauty hesitates at night. The wind is breathing, the swallows are busy, and the mud and grass are paired into pairs.

The willow green lotus is fragrant and rippling, and the moon is like a white practice three feet long. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up, singing and dancing rises and flows smoothly.

The falling flowers are fluttering, and the red maple pieces are welcoming guests. Jin Guixiang, at the beginning of the month, who sings the fragrance of rice flowers.

Yushu Qionghua is a thousand miles of frost, and the winter snow of Lamei reflects the rising sun. The red waves are rolling, Jin Yixiang is fragrant, and Mo Dao is amorous and self-harming. ”

This voice was as graceful as a new warbler coming out of the valley, and goosebumps stood up all over Qinmei's body when he heard it. Obediently, this girl really has conceited capital.

At this moment, the Queen Mother was already leaning on the soft couch leisurely, her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, and she carefully tasted the artistic conception of Murong Linshuang's voice and lyrics.

Closing the heart, the finale is a string, and after singing the last word, the sound of the pipa gradually slows down, slowly. Only the remnants of the beam remained, still in the pavilion and refused to disperse for a long time.

After a long time, the Queen Mother opened her eyes and said with a smile: "It's really good!" Reward! Rewards! Then he turned to Mrs. Xi and said, "It's really good, you trained it very well!" You've got a reward, too! ”

Murong Linshuang handed the pipa to the maid, tugged at the corner of her skirt, and knelt down again, thanking her.

"Yuetong, what do you think, how is Murong's song?" The Queen Mother asked the red nobleman with a smile.

"It's been a long time...... I've never heard such a good tune. The red nobleman also smiled.

"It's just, I want to ask." The red nobleman thought for a while, frowned, looked at Murong Linshuang with a smile and said, "Who wrote this song?" That's good! It's better to go back and let him do a few more songs. ”

After speaking, she turned her head to look at the Queen Mother: "Especially the last sentence 'Mo Dao is amorous and hurts himself', it is really the finishing touch."

When the Queen Mother heard Hongyuetong's words, she also nodded and said: "Yes, the mourning family listened carefully, although it is written about the four seasons, there has never been spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the person who wrote the words is also painstaking!" ”

When Murong Linshuang heard the words of the Queen Mother and the Red Noble, she couldn't help but smile and replied, "Empress Dowager Xie, the Red Nobleman appreciates it." She glanced at Qin Mei again, raised her head slightly, and said with a little pride, "This song was written by the folk girl herself." At first, I was worried that it would stain the ears of the nobles......"

"Hey......" The Queen Mother interrupted Murong Linshuang's words, "Well, this song is exceptionally good!" The mourning family loves! Very much! Miss Murong, don't be presumptuous! After speaking, he smiled and joked with the red moon pupil: "Yue pupil, the mourning family has rewarded this girl's objects, and you can't leave it behind!" ”

This sentence spoke to the heart of the red moon pupil. She was worried about how to catch Murong Linshuang, and after thinking about it for a while, she replied with a smile: "Of course I want to reward it, but I haven't thought about what to give it for the time being." I'll send someone to deliver it in a few days! After speaking, he pouted and said, "Queen Mother, don't make fun of me." ”

The Queen Mother laughed and shook her head, and suddenly remembered something, and called Mrs. Xi unsatisfied.

"Mrs. Xi, the mourning family heard in the palace that the new 'Lingnan Furong' was released last year in your palace music workshop, who is it? Don't tell me, it's Miss Murong! ”

"Returning to the Empress Dowager," Mrs. Xi replied with low eyebrows, "Of course it's not Miss Murong." After speaking, he looked at Qinmei, smiled slightly, and said, "The new 'Lingnan Hibiscus' is over there, it's Qinmei girl." ”

Hearing that his name was reported, Qin Mei was pulled back from the void. Emperor Mingjing's affairs, Murong Linshuang's affairs, there were too many things to think about, and before she could think about it clearly, she heard someone call her.

She looked up and found that Mrs. Xi was looking at herself with a smile, and when she looked up, she found that the Queen Mother was also looking at her with interest, and secretly shouted "Oops", and walked towards the seat where Mrs. Xi was standing.

"You are the 'Lingnan Hibiscus'?" The Queen Mother's gaze fell on Qin Mei's face, making Qin Mei a little cramped.

"Back to the Queen Mother," Qin Meifu replied softly, turning around; "It's just that the Lingnan fathers and elders can afford it and give the folk girl a false name." After speaking, he looked at Mrs. Xi beside him, thought for a while, and said, "It's not as good as Mrs. Xi at all." ”

"Hahaha" The Queen Mother smiled with satisfaction, "Sure enough, she is a girl who knows how to advance and retreat!" Good! ”

At first, this plainly dressed girl who didn't have much impression in the eyes of the Queen Mother was instantly remembered by the Queen Mother. Just because, the Queen Mother suddenly felt that this girl was very beautiful. Although she doesn't have delicate facial features and a graceful figure, she just feels that she has a confident look on her face when she sees her eyes and talks to her. And this kind of look is addictive.

"Qinmei," the Queen Mother looked at her and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the 'Lingnan Furong' is an all-round talent in qin and dance, and she is unique in poetry and painting, how about it, why don't you let the mourning family listen to your piano today?" After speaking, he smiled and glanced at Murong Linshuang, who had just finished playing the pipa and had a trace of fragrant sweat on his forehead, and said expectantly: "You can also play a tune, listen to it to the mourning family!" ”

――――― Benhu has something to say―――――

The song "Four Seasons Tune" sung by Murong Linshuang was pondered by Ben Hu for an afternoon (scratching his head). If you don't think it's good...... Don't shoot too hard (shake), you'll shoot stupid~

There will also be some words written by yourself later, but the frequency will not be so high (laughs), so everyone can bear with it (twist).

Kindness...... Continue to beg for favorites, recommendations, and clicks......

I'll do my best~ (laughs)

On February 24, the poem was revised. Thanks for the pickiness of a friend. Thank you~~~