As the Son of Heaven, even if he is just a puppet, he should not leave the palace lightly, Fan Jiang is not unclear, and the minister has mentioned it sternly, but she doesn't seem to take it seriously at all.

She also went out of the palace herself, sometimes secretly visiting a few important cronies to discuss important matters, and most of the time she went to Zhao Xiangfu's private meeting with Zhao Ji.

Yuan Lingjun knew that she and Fan Jiang had a tacit understanding invisibly, and they didn't mention anything about each other.

Before mentioning the adoption of folk music in Yuefu, Fan Jiang advocated the revision of the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty, and after the ministers objected, they revised part of the Jin laws on their own initiative, and they could not help but be ruthless in the treatment of the courtiers' vacations, which was changed from the original five-day one-one bath to a ten-day holiday. In other words, the minister must go to ten **** before it is his turn to take a vacation.

"The holiday is not enough, and it has been changed to a ten-day holiday." Lu Yaoxue has a lot of opinions on this decision. He was full of grumbling for five days, and for ten days he was not cutting off his flesh.

finally survived ten days, and it happened that the noble concubine proposed to revive the Yuefu, and it was natural for him, the young mansion, to be added, and the good holiday was in vain.

Today's Yan food is placed in the water pavilion. The beginning of autumn has three equinoxes, and one waits for the cool breeze to arrive, but after the beginning of autumn, the weather does not get slightly cooler, and the hot Cheng dù reaches the extreme.

And the outside of the palace seems to be much hotter than the inside of the palace, in the palace, whether it is the temple or the Houfu, there will be a steady stream of ice and snow from the north when the weather is hot.

After dinner, Yuan Lingjun walked around under the guidance of Lu Yaoxue, and when she was tired, she went to the nearby gazebo to rest, it was still early before bedtime, and she was not used to going to bed early. played Liubo with Lu Yaoxue.

Yuan Lingjun is a good player in the game, and after playing three games, Lu Yaoxue has never won once. If you are not ready, come again and again.

Throwing away the bozhen and stretching his waist, Yuan Lingjun said in a good mood, "You can't win again, it's better to hand over the colorful things obediently, so as not to lose your dignity in front of the little girl." ”

Lu Yaoxue ignored it. Gu throws himself to play chess.

"Well, where are they? Say hello, Mr. Lu. Yuan Lingjun also deliberately pointed in a certain direction with his chin, looking at the drama with his expression.

Not far. Behind a large cluster of bush leaves were hiding a few young Maiko, sneakily looking this way, and when they saw Yuan Lingjun looking over, they hurriedly retracted their heads. They each laughed.

Lefu ordered to come. Seeing that the dancers were giggling and laughing, he immediately straightened his face and said: "What is lively to see here in the pestle, laughing and laughing, and when the time comes, there will be a time for you to cry." If you don't go back quickly, give me the initiative to get a prototype fifty times in the admonition hall. ”

As soon as they heard the punishment, several girls did not dare to stiffen their mouths, and walked away with their heads down.

Ninety thousand carefully collected the picks in the envious and jealous eyes of Lu Gongzi, and Yuan Lingjun looked at the bushes. There was a cool breeze there, rustling the leaves. Those peeping girls are long gone.

Then. Yue Fuling came over and asked her to move to the Changsong Pavilion to watch the musicians play.

"Yuan Liu, what do you think of your concubine?" Lu Yaoxue shook the tail again, and the slow hot wind made Yuan Lingjun's head dizzy, "She hates Geyue, but she suddenly wants to revive Yuefu, her mind is really unpredictable, and her approach is even more incredible." ”

Ask her, she still wants to ask people. Yuan Lingjun turned on the waist fan and put the hot fan back, "It's not necessarily that she suddenly became interested." ”

Lu Yaoxue didn't believe it, "How is it possible, how can the noble concubine change her ...... lightly" Remembering that Huo Min was still following him, he immediately swallowed the words that were about to blurt out into his stomach.

That's right. Yuan Lingjun frowned and thought.

The co-optation of folk music was suddenly proposed by Fan Jiang at the court meeting, and now I think about it, her behavior is very suspicious, you know, Fan Guifei, who used to be a powerful party, loves arms and does not love red makeup, loves swords and does not love music, and is so strong that she does not lose to men.

"Your Majesty, Changsongtang has arrived."

Seeing that it was Huo Min who spoke, Yuan Ling was nameless and angry, "I have a long eye." ”

She couldn't even get rid of the attendants who were spying on her, let alone find out Fan Jiang's intentions. She was distraught, and her waist fan shook loudly.

The instrumental music in the hall is played in unison, several singers and singers are harmonious, the throat is clear and cool, the singing voice is tactful and beautiful, it is sung in Chu Sheng, and it looks extremely ethereal and deep in the Yuefu that has just entered the night.

It was a singer who was selected after strict screening, and she asked how many singers there were in Yuefu Ling.

Yuefu Ling replied truthfully: "There are 200 more singers than in the past, but there are mostly singers. ”

The wanton use of song boys, this kind of extravagance is more ancient, even in the prosperous era, but it appeared in the whirlpool of troubled times.

Yuan Lingjun was a little shaken, and stood behind the curtain for a long time before sitting down.

"Your Majesty, please see." The Yuefu Order presents a bamboo slip that records the words and music.

These are all untranscribed, she flipped through a volume casually and saw that it was the singer who sang it, called "Shang Yingnu", read it throughout, and it was written about the life of the former dynasty merchant girl Yingshi.

"It's the daughter of the Ying clan who sings, but it's a celebrity from the previous dynasty." Lu Yaoxue was surprised.

Ying's because of her beauty and talent to learn the world's fame, with the famous family of Jiangdong, the wedding night but was hijacked by mountain bandits, escaped from the clutches of the devil and went to the husband's house, unexpectedly disliked by the husband's family and humiliated the marriage, the Ying daughter had to return to her mother's home, but the mother's family changed, the family perished, the Ying woman fell into the dust, after the eunuch bought as a concubine, tossed and turned several generations of masters, sent to and fro, never free, the emperor coveted its beauty, forced for the palace concubine, less than half a year The emperor died violently, the new monarch decided that the Ying family was a disaster to the country, locked it in the high pavilion, closed the corridor and window, The daily meal is only sent in a small hole, the Ying woman is unbearable, becoming mad, and finally laughs to death, when the palace people collect the corpse into the funeral, the former graceful and jade Ying woman is like an eighty old woman, poor generation of legendary beauty.

Ying's misery, the singers were all in tears, and for Yuan Lingjun, there was only an endless dark tide rushing to her.

Then I flipped through the rest of the volumes, writing about the love-hate entanglement between men and women, or unfortunate life experiences, and nothing else, until I turned to the last volume, and opened it to see that only the first half remained, and the remaining lines were deliberately scraped off with a carving knife.

"Farewell to the queen, the tears are dry, the Lianzhu tent is cold, Mulan ......" she stroked the blurred words, her fingers trembled, the sweat oozing from her forehead couldn't stop falling, smashing on the bamboo slips, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white shadows, and she was in a trance.

"陛xià." The ninety thousand behind him took a few steps forward and called out. He saw that something was wrong with her.

Yuan Lingjun hurriedly covered the volume, tilted his head slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Lu Yaoxue also looked at it, looking puzzled.

"Where are the other lyrics and music scrolls?" She asked.

Yue Fuling hesitated for a moment, arched his sleeves and said: "Your Majesty wants to see the others, and the minister will let people move here immediately." ”

Yuan Lingjun slowly pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "According to the words of the Yuefu Order, there is labor." (To be continued.) )