Shu E saw that this person's eyebrows were slightly deep, and his accent was slightly stiff, and her mind changed for a moment, and she asked with a smile: "There is a doctor of law from Dali in the Dale Administration, can the official [Note 1] be recognized?" After all, "Heyi" still carries the word "Yi", Shu'e has always been deferential and humble, and she doesn't feel that there is still a difference between people and people, and she doesn't want to hurt people; In addition, seeing that this person's accent and appearance are different from the others, and the flute hangs from his waist, he is already a little sure in his heart.

"In Xialanchuan, I am now a musician in the teaching workshop, I wonder what my wife is looking for me?" The man asked with a smile, waving his hand and motioning for Shu E to go east.

Shu E smiled and explained her intentions, and the three of them walked to the front of a row of houses, with gray tiles and red walls, but they were much smaller than the houses of the Great Music Department. Lan Chuan led the two to a courtyard in the north, when the sky was just right, and there was a pavilion in the courtyard, surrounded by a few sycamores, which were moist and cool.

Lan Chuan asked Shu E to sit down, and Gonggong Lin went to the front of the porch and was greeted by a little eunuch. Shu E asked again, "When did you arrive at the workshop?" Almost made me mistaken. ”

"I was just abandoned by the Great Music Department the day before yesterday, but I was fortunately taken in by the Jiaofang." Lan Chuan served tea and sat down under Shu'e.

"What's the reason for that?" Shu E took a sip of tea, only to feel that the old fragrance was tangy, but in the mouth, she felt that the tea was rich and heavy, and it felt quite bitter. But the tea was already in my mouth, so I had to swallow it.

"Madame, can't you get used to drinking? This is the tea in the lower hometown, aged Pu'er. ”

"This tea has a fragrant aroma, but after bitterness, there is a sweet aftertaste, which must be good. It's just that I'm used to drinking fragrant and light tea, and I'm not used to it. ”

Lan Chuan stopped talking, took out the flute on his waist, put it to his mouth and blew it. Shu'e also stopped drinking tea and sat and listened. I only listen to the soft and gorgeous sound of the flute, sometimes urgent, sometimes soothing, when urgent, like a big wave chasing a boat, like a fire surrounding, when it is soothing, it is like the wind and the sun, and the light shines on the body. Although it has a graceful sound, it sounds elegant. Compared with the music of the Grand Music Department, it is obviously smart and elegant, and it is not ordinary.

After the song was blown, Shu E stood up, "Good, good!" A good song "Manna Spectrum". ”

Before the words were finished, I only heard a sound of fluttering ridges on my head, and when I looked up, I saw many pigeons falling on the plane tree, all of which flapped their wings and flew up at this time, but they did not fly high, dozens of white doves glided and landed on the steps of the entrance of the courtyard, and the yellow shirt on the steps moved slightly with the wind, and there was still a person standing!

The bright yellow soft silk floor-length skirt is covered with a goose yellow, wide-sleeved over-the-knee long gown that looks like silk and non-silk [Note 2]. The wings of the pigeon fanned the corners of the skirt and the shirt, and the clothes moved slightly, as if the orchid was born in the empty valley, bringing the dew to welcome the morning sun.

Lan Chuan and Shu E didn't know who Lu Dao was, but they saw that her dress was neither an ordinary palace maid nor a history of six noble women. If it is a harem concubine, how can a harem concubine walk to this place alone?

There are no patterns on her clothes that can indicate her status, but the clothes are draped and flowing, and they seem to be very precious, but on her head, there is not a single piece of precious jewelry, and a black silk is pulled into a bun, but there is a white feather pinned to it, which seems to be a pigeon feather. Besides, although the weather is warm today, it is not yet summer, and such a dress may seem out of place, but it is also extraordinarily beautiful.

[Note 1] Official: An honorific title for an official or a man, generally used as an honorific title for an official or an official.

[Note 2] 縠: A gauzy fabric with a light and translucent texture.