66 A song into a dream

Yuwen Shen squeezed a few words from his eldest brother, then accepted it when he saw it, turned around and saw Yu Wenruo and Jiang Feng, and asked: "Yu Gongzi and Dugu Gongzi haven't seen each other for a long time, and Mr. Lan's two love generals are here, why don't you see Mr. Lan?" ”

"I've seen the son and the second son." They saw that Yu Wenxun and Yu Wenshen were arguing just now, and it was inconvenient to interject, at this time the two stopped, so they greeted together, and heard that Yu Wenshen asked about Zhu Xuanzhi, Yu Wenruo was just about to answer, so Jiang Feng preemptively said: "Our brother is stained with the light of Dugu Gongzi and Yu Gongzi, and the two of them met Miss Lu when they were in Jinling, so this time Miss Lu personally invited the two of them to come over, otherwise such a good seat, it would not be our turn." ”

"Yes, thank you Miss Lu for your kind invitation, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to grab a seat." Yu Wenruo is a very clever person, and when he saw that Jiang Feng didn't tell the truth, he spoke out.

"Since you've known Miss Lu for a long time, why don't you introduce it to us? Do you want to hide quietly? Right? Yu Wenxun asked with the kind of smile that men all know.

"It's hard for the eldest brother to hit that Miss Lu again, but I heard that this Miss Lu didn't take a fancy to any of the sons and grandsons of Jinling City." Yuwen said with a deep smile.

"That's not necessarily, you see our second child, a gentleman and ambitious, maybe Miss Lu will make a promise?" Yu Wenxun deliberately put the four words "ambitious" very seriously.

Yuwen Shen was about to go back, and immediately felt that there were many people here, and he didn't know how many ears were listening to them, so he snorted coldly and ignored them anymore.

Yu Wenruo heard that they didn't say anything anymore, so he had nothing to say and said: "Two Brother Jiang, do you know the origin of this incense table?" ”

"I want to hear about it." Jiang Lei said.

"This incense platform, because of the white jade platform below a square circle of one zhang, about a foot high and famous, this jade comes from Kunlun, was taken down from the mountain by a real person and people, placed in the view to prepare for the use of incense case, I didn't expect to hit the view, three days of heavy snow non-stop, some people even saw a fairy dancing on the jade platform in the snow. Later, the dance stopped and the snow stopped, and after the sky fell auspiciously, this jade actually emitted a burst of fragrance. You say it's not mysterious. Later, the Taoist temple was dilapidated, this jade was transferred to the hands of the owner of this Tianxiangtai, and put it here, used for singing and dancing performances, ordinary people can't go up, because this is the place where the fairy dances, anyone who can sing and dance on this platform, it is the top card in the first card, and the value immediately swished up, and this Tianxiangtai is also named after it......" Yu Wenruo's eyebrows danced endlessly.

At this time, the surroundings of this fragrant jade platform are already full of people, everyone is talking and laughing in the staggered planning, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, looking at the jade platform in the middle from time to time, looking forward to and waiting......

Suddenly, all the lanterns around the Tianxiang Jade Platform dimmed all of a sudden, and everyone's voices became much quieter with this light, and their eyes were staring at the jade platform in the center that glowed with a faint white light. When everyone was completely quiet, the eight musicians on the side of the jade platform played the yaoqin at the same time. The eight zithers sounded in unison. Look at the piano player again, plucking and playing, calm and elegant, a fresh note flowing from the fingertips, cool, through the starry sky, so that everyone can't help but squint their eyes, and the comfortable expression unconsciously reveals with the sound of the zheng. The sound of the zither sounded like a spring tinkling or rattle from a horse. Like the gurgling water under the bridge, a few clear cries when Gu Hong flew by; It's like looking at a faint orchid, quietly blooming in the distant night sky. When the sound of the zither is tight, if the rain knocks on the steps, when the sound of the zither is slow, it is like a drizzle of rain; Spread like the wind blowing the snow, stretching like a breeze blowing willows......

I don't know when, a layer of light yarn hung down around the Tianxiang jade platform, like the moonlight shrouded in the lake, and the light yarn was lightly embroidered with layers of auspicious clouds and flowers, as if looking forward to the fairy coming down to earth in the moon. Everyone's eyes watched fixedly, for fear of missing something, and their eyes didn't blink. At this moment, the tune of the eight zhengs suddenly became higher and higher, and everyone's heartstrings suddenly tensed: it's coming out!

With the cheerful and rapid sound of the zither, there was also a "rain of flowers" in the air, sprinkled with joy. Drifting and falling, accompanied by bursts of fragrance, everyone gradually became intoxicated. At this time, three zhang of red silk floated down above the jade platform, and then there was a fairy holding the red silk, in the rain of flowers falling from the sky, in this intoxicating fragrance, this wonderful sound of flowing water, slowly falling......

When Weixi's toes landed on the jade platform like a dragonfly, the eight surrounding guzheng came to an abrupt halt. At this time, Weixi already had an extra jade flute in his hand, and saw that the pair of slender jade hands raised the jasper, his fingers pressed the flute hole, his lips opened lightly, and he exhaled like an orchid. Suddenly, the melodious sound of the flute flew into the night sky. The sound of the piano stopped, the sound of the flute began, and the red lips were stained with blood and embedded with ancient jade. When the sound of the flute first started, it seemed to bring everyone to the lakeside to bathe in the wind, and the flute was drunk with willows and the moon was light under the moonlit night. The hole is filled with sonorous water waves, rippling in the mirror lake.

Tonight was supposed to be welcome night. It's a festive night, but the sound of this flute is sad and tactful. This song is the sorrow of lovesickness, it is the melancholy of leaving people, she tactfully and clearly with a strong sense of affection, floating through thousands of mountains, thousands of waters, and finally brought the infinite feelings in her heart into the dream of the lover. This song is also the sorrow of homesickness, the longing of the wanderer, who gently knocked on the firewood of the fenced courtyard in the small village, and gazed gently at his mother's cheek. This song is a loyal soul buried in a foreign country, and a heroic soul who does not want to leave. He quietly pushed open the small window in the moonlight, and kissed his beloved wife's forehead and the sleeping children's little faces lovingly......

The people of Tianxiangtai were deeply immersed in this sad tune, and the hall that was still bustling just now did not have a sound at all except for the sound of the ancient and pure flute. It seems that everyone unconsciously holds their breath, for fear of missing even a small segment, or for fear that they will make a noise and cause others to be dissatisfied.

Yu Wenxun sat quietly, no longer arrogant just now. Yuwen Shen held the railing with his hands, and a pair of eyes stared at the light veil, as if he wanted to see through it. Yu Wenruo put away his previous joking expressions, closed his eyes and listened attentively with his ears on his face. Although Dugu Zhen and Qingshan are martial arts practitioners and don't know much about music, they are also holding their wine glasses at the moment, bowing their heads and listening carefully.

Look at others again, or look at them with both eyes, or bow their heads and say nothing, or close their mothers to ponder, or listen with their ears in. If the tea is served, handle the teacup gently; If you pour water, place the spout close to the teacup; Those who hold the lamp do not move at all in the distance, and quietly put away the melon seeds when they swallow the melon seeds; Those who eat the fruit set aside. No matter if you are a high-ranking official or dignitary, you are concentrating at this time; No matter if you are a prince or grandson, you don't dare to raise your voice at this moment.

The sound of the flute is quiet, and the gods have not returned. As the jade flute left the Danlip, it was as if the lake had returned to the mirror, the stream flowed into the woods, the moon hid in the clouds, and the light boat leaned against the riverbank. But the people in Tianxiangtai are still deeply immersed in the sound of the flute just now, at this moment, the moment of silence is eternal, the passing time is condensed in a moment, the dream that is difficult to wake up, the love that is difficult to give up, and the past that is difficult to let go, are all in this moment. All poured out......

"Smack!" A turquoise wine glass fell to the ground and shattered! It turned out that someone who listened to it was stupid, and unconsciously dropped the wine glass in his hand to the ground. With the crispness of this sound, everyone gradually woke up from their obsession, and then, there was a rhythmic sound of "pop-pop-pop" in the hall, it turned out that someone was clapping, and then, more and more people began to react, and thunderous applause and deafening cheers sounded in the incense table.

As the light veil around the jade platform fell, everyone's voices gradually calmed down, because everyone wanted to see the fairy face. Today's Weixi is wearing a light blue feather coat, and she is not wearing heavy makeup, but lightly retouching. On the beautiful face of Allure, there is a slight smile like spring water, but few people realize that there is a little sadness buried in the depths of those beautiful eyes.

Seeing that everyone was no longer applauding, Weixi generously bowed to everyone. Said slightly apologetically: "Today is a festive day, the little woman Weixi is very grateful to the nobles of the Great Zhou Guodu for their faces, but the song just now is a little sad, not suitable for today's atmosphere, Weixi hereby apologizes to you," After speaking, Weixi apologized to everyone again.

Everyone just watched quietly, and no one made a sound, Weixi continued: "The mountains and rivers of Dazhou are magnificent, Chang'an is even more splendid and prosperous, Weixi is really eye-opening, and the subjects of Chang'an are even more hospitable, kind and simple. For this reason, Weixi also danced with the sisters of Tianxiangtai, and specially dedicated it to you,"

"Good!" Everyone clapped and cheered again, and at this time, the hall of Tianxiangtai was already brightly lit, and the others near Tianxiangyutai illuminated the surroundings as if it were day. The eight guzheng around the Gangcao Yutai have long been removed, and they have been replaced by another dozen musicians, such as drummers, sheng players, plucked strings, drummers, and bells. Immediately afterwards, six more beautifully dressed and graceful dancers came up on the jade platform. After Weixi and the six people saluted the guests, they stood like a narcissus and waited for the music to sound.

The music started, and the seven immortals moved. Accompanied by the cheerful and light music, the seven fairies bent their waists, like a breeze blowing weeping willows, weak as boneless, like rippling blue waves floating in June clear lotus. Among them, Weixi's dancing posture is even more light and graceful, fluttering like a fairy, and the wide wide sleeves are opened and closed to cover it, which sets off her beautiful posture of thousands of manners, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, the seven fairies are looking forward to it, dancing and laughing, all of which make the visitors' hearts beat, and they all think that they are looking at themselves.

The fairy on the stage is slender and light, and her clothes are fluttering, just like a Lingbo fairy. Ruyu's plain hands linger tactfully, the skirt is flying, a pair of water eyes like smoke want to talk and rest, the streamer is flying, the fairy posture is light, the body is as light as a swallow, the jade body is as soft as a cloud, all like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, but it is so far away. Seeing that everyone was drinking good wine, they were so drunk that they couldn't help themselves.