Emperor Zhao didn't speak for a long time, but the queen has been stirring up the atmosphere, and the sudden speech of the Great Zhou envoy Yuan Ming made this competition even more lively and full of provocative nature.

"Color?" Su Wanliang was surprised, but he didn't expect that this mysterious envoy of the Great Zhou Dynasty was also a person who loved to join in the fun.

"This is Miss Su, fortunately." Yuan Ming is a young man with clear eyebrows, only sixteen years old, a pair of black eyes seem to be able to see through the past and present lives, revealing incomparable wisdom, when he smiles, he is like a crescent moon, and when he is solemn, he is like a cold star, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised, gentle and self-controlled.

Yuan Ming's identity is a mystery, but now he is in charge of the forbidden army ice order of the Great Zhou Palace, and many matters that require the appearance of the Great Zhou Emperor are represented by him, and this person's status in the Great Zhou can be seen. The most special thing is that he is not the kind of indifferent and ruthless man, but exudes a gentle atmosphere, but I heard that he said everything in the Great Zhou, except for the Emperor of the Great Zhou and the Great Prince Li Mo, his words are the most convincing. However, Yuan Ming only became friends with the eldest prince Li Mo in the Great Zhou, and what is even more surprising is that although he is in a high position, he has always only regarded himself as a guest secretary, which is very mysterious in itself!

There are many people who have tried their best to find out his identity, but some have disappeared mysteriously, some have lost their memories after returning, and some have died directly. These strange and unpredictable things make people even more curious about Yuan Ming, but they always keep a distance, not too close!

"Yuan Gongzi, fortunately." Su Wanliang pulled away his smile and bowed his head without being surprised.

Everyone cast speculative glances at Wanliang, and they couldn't understand why the guest of Da Zhou was not respectful to Su Wanliang, but he was extremely friendly, and he was so polite to a twelve-year-old girl, no matter how he looked at it, he felt strange.

"This year's event Yuan will set a promise...... Yuan Ming said this by looking at Wan Liang, and seeing that she seemed to be a little interested in what she said, she continued: "A promise, my Yuan Ming's own, a promise."

As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately began to whisper, their expressions full of envy and jealousy, and even more annoyed that they had not participated in it.

Although Yuan Ming has always been alone, his ability cannot be underestimated, and the forces behind him that no one can find out are always feared, and at this time, he left a promise with himself, which in itself has a different meaning.

In the eyes of many people, it is very precious to get a promise from such a person!

However, for Su Wanliang, it was a very troublesome thing!

Ziche Ji, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but say in his heart, the envoys of the Great Zhou Dynasty were really generous, but it still depended on how Miss Su played, whether it was as they expected, he looked at Wanliang with interest, and saw that she was calm and calm, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He still remembers the last green plum wine banquet, the feeling of forgetting worries but ethereal!

And plum wine is a rare and good wine in the world.

Seeing this scene, the queen was a little unacceptable, she didn't expect things to develop to this point, if Su Wanliang really played this game, then she would be even more difficult to control, and then Empress Xiao looked at Emperor Zhao and said softly, "Your Majesty, look at ......"

How do you know that Emperor Zhao suddenly spoke, looked at the group of people below, and his cold and unpredictable eyes contained an unknown meaning, and then said, "I'm right!" ”

With Caitou, I invited Chen Ge Lao, the eldest princess, Emperor Zhao, and Lian Sheng to judge, Gu Moheng, Shen Runqing, Yun Xifan, Zi Che Ji, and Yuan Ming and others watched from the side, and then the competition began.

Yuan Ming asked people to send two guqins to be placed in the middle of the hall, Hu Rongyi was not modest, and took the lead in picking a position to sit down, and the slender jade hand plucked the strings a few times to test the sound, the tone was melodious and rich, and the charm was long, and only a few tones could be identified as a priceless good qin.

Hu Rongyi played a song "Flat Sand and Falling Geese", the beginning is like a book of wild geese, like the ethereal clouds, looming, ups and downs, tactful review, empty and circling, she slightly compared her eyes, seems to enjoy such a euphemistic and smooth tune, the sound of the piano is euphemistic but atmospheric, trickling like water, the slightest charm, like the sound of nature.

Su Wanliang, who lowered his eyes, gently stroked a trace of strings, and when the strings moved, his heart slowly calmed down, and his fingers moved back and forth on the thirteen strings, like butterflies dancing and flying, and the sound of the piano slowly increased from low to high, and the timbre changed from single to complex. Stroking the piano, when the sound entered the ears, Su Wan was as cool as a quilt, her whole body was clear, and she returned to her senses from the ethereal state of mind.

With the change of the sound of the piano, Emperor Zhao, Yun Xifan, and Shen Runqing slowly changed from initial tension to calmness, and pictures slowly emerged in their minds.

She remembered her previous life, "silently ......"

That call, she remembered the gentle love of her parents, brother, sister, when calling her name, that pity was all in it, the word "Anmo" was deeply engraved in her soul, as soon as she heard those two words, she instinctively reacted, her relatives, her traces, I don't know if there is still zài and that world, or has it disappeared......

And the moment she raised her eyes, her gaze froze, staring straight at the void not far away, and finally she was fine, but in the blink of an eye, she was even more desolate and sad than before......

It's really fast......

This world, this time...... I......

Su Wanliang exhaled heavily, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There will be no more broken pianos......

Just when everyone was immersed in Hu Rongyi's song, between the lightning and flint, Su Wanliang seemed to have made up her mind, gritted her teeth, and her trembling fingers moved at the same time, and after an overtone, as her fingers moved over the strings, the soft sound escaped from her fingers.

The sound of the piano is gentle, like a trickle flowing in the mountains after the rain, light and natural, like the sound of rain in a dream, soft and pleasant, like a wisp of morning breeze blowing, gently touching people's ears.

Net is the biggest feature of the piano sound, which is very clear and empty.

Gu Moheng's expression changed abruptly...... Very sad......

The green mountains that appeared in everyone's minds slowly approached, and several places appeared at the foot of the mountains, mountain villages, and a large river passed around the village, passing through the east through the fields connected in front of the village. Ethereal and fresh......

In the distance, you can see the cheers and shouts of the simple villagers from time to time in the fields; I can still hear the childish sound of reading aloud from the blue bricks and white tiles in the distance, and the low laughter and play from time to time.

The picture is farther away and changed again, the former wasteland has become green, and the seedlings are swaying in the wind; There were people walking together in the field, and suddenly there was a discussion of Erer's good year.

Some quietly squinted their eyes, their faces full of yearning.

Everyone may have such a quiet corner in their hearts, not for others, but for themselves, just to cry bitterly when they are sad; When you are sad, you can quietly taste it alone;

Maybe it's not that you don't have the intention to be so indifferent, it's just like now, Su Wanliang can't let go and can't get over, so she, the only wish and the only thought since the third life, will not come true.

Ask the Buddha 3,000, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, but give me the answer...... (To be continued.) )