Chapter 30: The Celebration (3)
King Sheng was raising his glass to put the wine in his mouth at the moment, he looked at the gradually drunk figure of the prince, his expression was indifferent, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: It seems that this Xiaoyue Tower's 'Qianzhang' is really powerful. Obviously drugged, it looks like he's drunk, but in fact the prince is actually drinking.
"Guanglingsan." King Sheng raised his thin lips lightly, lazy and chic.
Everyone downstairs sighed, Guanglingsan has become extinct after Ji Kang's death, and the song just now is like a devastating trend, and I can't see that this Huaying girl's hand is so strong.
"Miss Yiyue sends calligraphy to Guangling San!"
Jing Ke's assassination of Qin failed in the end, should King Sheng also learn from him? Jiang Mei chuckled at the corner of her mouth.
King Sheng took Yiyue's work, opened it and saw the chic and elegant handwriting - ten songs in the middle of the night, composing a flashy dream. At the end of the song, everyone is scattered, who will bomb the tears? A lifetime of duckweed, wandering endlessly. Half-bent shallow moonside, who is pitiful?
King Sheng's heart ached, his narrow Danfeng eyes looked at the figure on the stage in a daze, "Guangling San" in her opinion, is not only a strong man Huazhang who "dies for a confidant", but also a sad song of a weak woman who is lonely and helpless.
"Yiyue, you wait, I will live up to you." Xiao Mojiu swore secretly in his heart. He gently collected the scroll and put it in his arms.
Jiang Mei took this scene into her eyes, raised her glass and sighed: "Look at the ancient heroes who are sad to pass the beauty pass!" ”
Mu Xiaohe smiled lightly when he heard this, but looked at Hua Ying on the stage with a different look.
The last song, the tune is gentle, nuanced, and the sound is continuous, like a man pouring out his thoughts.
Jiang Mei frowned, it seemed that the last song was "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and she looked at the prince with some concern.
Sure enough, she saw the prince holding the wine glass, and gradually got up, he looked at Wanhe in the orchestra with a blurred look, and the melody of the phoenix begging for the phoenix flowed in his ears, he left the seat, and the guards and waiters behind him wanted to hold him, but the prince flicked his sleeves and ignored it, he slowly walked down the steps, and sang loudly to Wanhe, and was free:
"There are beauties, and they will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. Helpless beauty, not on the east wall. The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt. When I see Xu Xi one day, comfort me and wander. I am willing to match virtue and join hands. I shall not fly away, and I shall be destroyed. ”
Pei Hui and Yin Qingsun looked at him in a daze, and it was too late to stop him, not to mention that the two of them were also a little drunk, so they could only look at him and regret it. I want to spread it tomorrow, where will this prince's reputation and royal reputation be.
Everyone was amazed by His Royal Highness the Prince's actions, but when they heard the Crown Prince sing about his deep feelings, they also felt the same and applauded him.
The Zhengle stage seems to be immersed in the prince's singing and the sound of Huaying's piano, but some people on the corridor sigh, sighing that he is infatuated and bitter and can't be loved, and some people regret that he is not a talent in the country after all, and he can't help himself.
The quietest in the entire pavilion is the Seventh Prince Xiao Moheng and his party, whether it is Su Junyi or Dongfang Zhan, they have been seriously appreciating Hua Ying's qin music from beginning to end, and only those who really love music and rhythm will devote themselves to it.
Maybe he was the only one in the Zhengle stage who came to Hua Ying's music. Xiao Moheng seems to be appreciating the wonderful sound of Zhengletai, but in fact, he is gaining insight into the entire Yahui, and he is probably the only one in the entire Zhengletai, who is detached, and is really the kind of staying out of the matter, just to come and see.
Finally the music on the stage stopped, Hua Ying and Yiyue retreated to the side, and the prince looked at Wanhe infatuatedly, "Wanhe, the glory and wealth of the world are like dung, if you and I lie high in the East Mountain, I have no intention of being famous behind me, I just want to get drunk with you." ”
As soon as these words came out, the four were shocked, and then everyone reacted and whispered. At this time, Wanhe had already cried into tears, and she had never taken care of etiquette, but now she was no longer able to control it, so she threw herself into the prince's arms and sobbed.
Looking at the two people hugging each other on the stage, Jiang Mei and Mu Xiaohe both sighed, it seems that tomorrow's court will not be peaceful.
Hua Ying couldn't watch anymore, so she stepped forward and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is drunk, come and help the Prince go to the private room." Behind her, Yiyue and the maid helped the two of them upstairs to go to the private room.
The maid beside Hua Ying didn't seem to have happened, and stepped forward and said loudly: "The last song, Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wins, Miss Wanhe and Miss Yiyue presented the painting of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and the song in the painting was inscribed by Miss Yiyue. ”
While admiring Yale, everyone also sighed at the bitterness of the prince and Wanhe's lovesickness.
Hua Ying saw that the crowd below sighed, and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, everyone, today's six good songs have been sent, seeing that you seem to be a little unsatisfied, Hua Ying will send another song, if you can guess the name of the song, Hua Ying but all follow." ”
Everyone in the audience was aroused again, so they sat down and waited for her to play the piano.
Xiao Mocheng was a little puzzled, "What kind of medicine is this Huaying sold in the gourd, what a big breath!" ”
"She must be sure that she said so." Jiang Mei replied.
The Hua Ying in front of her really can't coincide with the shadow when she was a child, it's been fourteen years.......
With the sound of the song, Jiang Mei seemed to feel a little strange, and gradually listened, she almost couldn't suppress the surging in her heart, no wonder she said, "But all of them follow", because she expected that no one would guess correctly, this song was composed and taught by the eldest princess herself, how can outsiders know.
However, she has also determined that the casual and elegant woman in front of her is Hua Ying, her playmate since childhood.
She forcibly held back the throbbing in her heart, and slowly looked up at a certain place in the corridor, where there was also a look looking at her, and the two eyes touched and instantly staggered, without a trace.
This song is something that everyone has never heard before, everyone in the audience listened quietly, and everyone on the corridor was also surprised, even Xiao Mocheng, who had listened to famous songs all over the world, frowned, he shook his head slightly, he really hadn't heard it!
She said a few words softly in Xiao Mocheng's ear, Xiao Mocheng turned her head to look at her in surprise, she didn't move, just looked at the people on the stage, and her eyes were a little more kind.
Hua Ying's eyes were confused at the moment, she hadn't played this song since she entered Beijing, and the noble woman gave her all the qiē.
"Hua Ying, promise your mother, you have to live well!"
It's been fourteen years, she was the only one alive in the Yun Mansion back then, such a cry, such a sadness, she still remembers that when she fled, the smoke on the General's Mansion was billowing out, it was a wisp of unjust soul!
She couldn't hold back her emotions anymore and burst into tears.
After the last song was played, the Zhengle stage was as quiet as no one. After a few moments, two voices finally rang out in unison.
"It's hard to chase the past!"
"It's hard to chase the past!"
The Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince said at the same time.
Hua Ying was shocked, got up and looked at this and that, it was unbelievable.
At the same time, she also saw two other figures, one was sitting next to the Nine Emperor Princes, reclining on a table, dressed in a moon-white shirt, and a jasper hairpin holding the green silk behind her head, she lowered her eyes, holding a wine glass, and didn't seem to care about the qiē in the pavilion, she was indifferent and elegant.
The other is standing next to the Seven Princes, wearing a white robe, with a crown and a broad belt, a feather fan swaying slightly, smiling lightly, with the posture of an immortal, like a master outside the world.
She closed her eyes slightly, stabilized her mind, and said: "Hua Ying has seen a master today, such an ancient song, the world has become extinct, but there are still people who know, Hua Ying worships!" I thought that no one could guess, but since the two princes guessed at the same time, Hua Ying fulfilled the promise just now, but the two princes had a request, Hua Ying must agree! ”
The Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince glanced at each other, "Miss Huaying, I haven't thought about it for a while, if Miss Huaying makes a note first, he will ask for it every day, and I hope the girl will not refuse." The Seventh Prince finally spoke his first words in the Zhengle Terrace today.
"Your Highness is exactly like that!" The Nine Emperors also followed in the footsteps of the Seven Princes.
"That's fine, there are many people as evidence today, and Hua Ying will not lose her words." After she finished speaking, she turned to everyone, "This year's grand music event - looking for sound and asking for directions, this is the end, everyone will rest!" ”
Miss Huaying's seven peerless songs in a row have intoxicated everyone's hearts, and everyone on the stage is grateful and thankful, and then slowly dispersed.
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