Chapter 322: The Struggle for Power
"I didn't expect the imperial brother to be so generous, in order to win a smile from the beauty, he actually took out the purple qin rewarded by the emperor, but I heard that this purple qin, not everyone can move, since your mother passed away, no one has played this qin. ”
Ling Yu knew the origin of the purple qin on the stage at a glance, and to Ling Yu's surprise, Ling Yun actually took out this thing.
People who are familiar with it know the identity of this Ziqin, and it is precisely for this reason that Ling Yucai said this, he knows that Ling Yun has always kept this thing in his heart, and this thing represents longing.
"Brother Huang is really joking, this purple qin, left in my hands, is also a useless thing, if the bamboo girl can use this qin to play a song, even if it is to cut love, it doesn't matter, presumably the mother concubine will be very happy. ”
Thinking of her mother, she is such a gentle and elegant woman, who never strives for fame and fortune, and never competes for favor, but even with such an indifferent temperament, she couldn't escape the end of poisonous wine in the end, and all this is because of the evil throne. Since the death of the mother concubine, she has also begun to cultivate her self-cultivation, she can't bear everything, and even asked for the position of an idle prince, just to achieve her own great things, the right and yourself, I don't care at all, and the revenge of the mother and concubine will be avenged.
Even if there is a big hatred in his heart, the smile on his face that can make people feel like a spring breeze is still not gone, and all this is for Ling Yu to see, after so many years, Ling Yu's vigilance against himself has never disappeared.
If you want to come to this life, when the two of them will not appear brothers, friends and brothers, all they can do is superficial kung fu, but this is enough, people who are destined to become enemies can do superficial kung fu.
Many people are caught in a power struggle, which is the helplessness of the people in the palace.
"It seems that the imperial brother has let it go, so that I can rest assured, after a while, I will find you a good family business, you are not small, it's time to think about these things. ”
"Brother Huang is too worried, I am an idle person, and I am not in the mood to think about these things now, it is better to spend some time in this beautiful world, it is very beautiful. ”
Ling Yun knew that Ling Yu wanted to arrange his eyeliner by his side, shook his head, and replied with a wry smile, such an opportunity could not be given to the man in front of him. Seeing Ling Yun say this, Ling Yu had nothing to say, and the two of them quieted down and began to listen to the sound of bamboo.
Lin Qingge didn't know the mystery hidden in the guqin he valued, but he liked this piano from the bottom of his heart, and he felt that this piano was also attracting him, every time he saw this piano, it was like seeing a relative, and he couldn't help but want to touch a song.
The jade hand strokes the qin, the sound of the piano is beautiful, breaking the simple temperament of the piano itself, as soon as the sound of the piano comes out, Ling Yun's hand holding the cup, unconsciously shaking, the tea in the cup, all spilled, fell to the ground.
"This, this can't be. ”
In this world, except for her mother, this is the only woman who can make Ziqin make a sound, the sound of the piano, the sound is in the ears, the veil is flying, and a picture of a complete beauty instantly takes away everyone's thoughts. At this moment, no one remembers the woman who hid the threatening tone just now, only the woman who played the piano and the beads.
"Brother Xian really has a good eye, this piano has finally found a good master. ”
Ling Yu was also surprised, this piano had been touched by himself, but he had made a lot of effort, and he didn't let it make any sound, and today, in the hands of a fireworks woman, it actually emitted such a beautiful melody, except for being amazing, Ling Yu couldn't find any words to say.
Lin Qingge didn't think about it so much, as soon as his fingertips touched the piano, a Lepu automatically appeared in his mind, following the melody in his mind, everything was so natural, he didn't have much effort at all. Everyone on the third floor was immersed in the sound of the guqin, and everyone's face showed different expressions, either happy or sad, Lin Qingge, who came out of the sound of the piano, took everyone's expressions in his eyes, and the surprise on his face was even greater.
"It turned out to be such a good thing. ”
The tone changed suddenly, the score was terminated, and another melody was replaced, Lin Qingge did not continue to play the score in her mind, because she found that this thing has the effect of captivating people's souls, and for people who have no martial arts or low martial arts, they will not notice it, but people with advanced martial arts, after a long time, will naturally understand that it is best to keep such a precious thing by your side.
"The atmosphere tonight is just right, the night is thick, the little woman is unwell, so she will no longer accompany her, and the officials will eat, drink and have fun. ”
Lin Qingge's voice pulled everyone's thoughts back to reality, Ling Yun kept staring at Lin Qingge's figure until he disappeared, and said goodbye to Ling Yu in a hurry, and then looked for his figure.
"Childe followed all the way, presumably there is something important to say to me, the one who comes is a guest, please take a seat. ”
Light gauze tent, the sound of the piano is long, green bamboo tea, green and elegant.
"What a beautiful place, the girl's temperament is extraordinary, and the place where she lives is even more beautiful and quiet. ”
In "Shengge", the most beautiful place is not the third floor with beautiful clouds, nor the private rooms with different decorations on the third floor, but the "bamboo pavilion" in the backyard, which is also the place designed by Lin Qingge himself, and is occasionally used for a rest, except for Lin Qingge's closest person, Ling Yun, who is the first person to come here.
"Childe praise, please be seated. ”
Lingyun, the humble son, is an idle prince in Jincheng, he has no real power in his hands, but he hides a lot of power in private, for such a person, Lin Qingge is very welcome, one more friend is better than one more enemy.
"The sound of the girl's piano today is a must, just like the sound of the piano in my memory. ”
Ling Yun didn't talk too much nonsense, and said straight to the point.
"I also want to thank Gongzi for cutting his love today and giving me such a good piano. If there was no such good piano, there would be no such sound. ”
More modest than modest, Lin Qingge thought that he would not lose to anyone, even Ling Yun.
"Have you ever heard the story behind this purple qin?"
Ling Yun didn't want to tell the story hidden deep in his heart, but when he saw Lin Qingge, he really wanted to share his pain with her.
"This piano is my mother's relic, in this world, only she can play this purple qin, and she, not for fame and fortune, but was deeply harmed by people's hearts, and finally lost her life, just like this cup of tea, you can't deal with it indifferently, you can't compete for fame and fortune, and the final outcome is always to disappear. ”
In the calmest words, say the most painful things, all the pain, all the suffering, in one thought.