Section 82 First meeting, Wutong Deep Courtyard

Lan Chuan stood up, put the flute to his mouth, and whined. The tune is melodious, but there are only four lines back and forth. This tune, Shu E listened to Aunt Wen a lot when she was a child, listening to the flute sound tactfully and gorgeously, recalling Aunt Wen's flute sound, but it was full of sadness. was distracted for a moment, so he hummed lowly:

The orchid is rampant, and its fragrance is promoted.

Don't pick and admire, Yu Lan is hurt.

This rhythm is "Yilan Cao", which is said to have been composed by Confucius. His words are resentful and compassionate, and his music is like crying and complaining, but the four sentences played by Lan Chuan are the first four sentences, and after he changed them slightly, he only felt that the fragrance was gorgeous, tactful and melodious.

Lan Chuan smiled and inserted the flute back into his waist, but the woman in the yellow shirt was still standing, as if she was intoxicated by the sound of the flute, and a white dove stood on her shoulder, very tame. Shu E looked at her carefully, and saw that her face was fair, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

She just looked at Lan Chuan and Shu E fixedly, one was a man in blue with a long body and a flute in his hand, and the other was a girl in a green shirt with bright eyes and bright teeth, and they were smiling at themselves together when they saw their arrival. That smile is as warm as a spring breeze.

Her lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

Suddenly, I heard a pigeon whistle in the distance outside the wall, and the pigeons flew up. The woman looked at the pigeons in the sky, suddenly looked down at Lan Chuan and Shu E, and then turned away in the flock of pigeons. Shu E looked at her with a look of resentment and determination.

The eunuch who greeted Gonggong Lin heard the sound, poked his head out of the porch, and saw Lan Chuan and Mrs. Yong'an standing well, and there was no difference, and shrank back. It seems that when the woman in the yellow shirt entered the door, not only Lan Chuan and Shu E did not find it, but even the eunuch on the door did not find it.

"Who is she?" Lan Chuan looked at the porch and asked Shu'e.

"You're the master here, but you're here to ask me!" Shu E smiled, but there is one thing that I know, the pigeon whistle must be the owner of the group of pigeons, the group of pigeons are so docile in front of this woman, it should have something to do with the people who raise pigeons.

Lan Chuan also felt funny, and secretly laughed at his loss of consciousness.

The two sat down again, and Shu E suddenly remembered what she had just said, and asked, "Is this song "Manna Spectrum" the reason why you left the Great Music Department?" ”

"Madame is smart and wise, and the lower officials are indeed abandoned for this reason." Lan Chuan smiled slightly, and his expression was normal. He didn't take the downgrade to heart, but he praised Shu'e's cleverness from the bottom of his heart.

"Why?" Shu E vaguely knew the Tao in her heart, but she didn't dare to be sure.

"It's not that I don't want to tell each other, but it's ridiculous and boring to celebrate the holidays. Madame is an elegant person, and I really don't want to insult Madame to listen to it. Lan Chuan's tone was sincere, Shu E smiled and stopped asking. But when I heard him say this, I also understood five or six times out of ten. Those who have aspirations do not meet talents, and talents are overturned.

"Now that the imperial concubine has personally ordered you, and the queen mother specially sent me here, I guess things will take a turn for the better."

"Mrs. Wanwang is thorough from it, so that Lanchuan often stays in the teaching workshop." Lan Chuan stood up and shook it.

After thinking about it for a while, Shu E immediately understood: The music of the Great Music Department is solemn and sluggish, and the reproduction of old songs year after year is really not suitable for Lanchuan's talent and aura. So he nodded in agreement, returned the salute, and left.