Volume 3 Temple Wind Chapter 138 Gently Swinging the Neon Dress Song

A group of dancers followed the musician in the center, wearing red clothes and holding a jasper pipa and bowing their heads to stay beside Tsing Yi. There were dozens of dancers and dozens of musicians. The center of the grand hall is inconspicuously crowded with nearly 100 people, and various musical instruments are distributed all around. There was also a small seat in the center of the double finch xylophone, and there would originally only be one xylophone, because Yulian was afraid that she would not be able to play well, so she temporarily moved the position of the red clothes closer.

The prince stared at a green robe tightly, with a hint of hatred in his eyes. The emperor seems to have gone back to twenty years ago, just changing purple clothes for green clothes, and he is also so young and beautiful. King Qi made a gesture with both hands respectfully as usual, and said, "Father, can you start?" ”

His Majesty the Emperor, who was stunned, subconsciously stroked his gray beard, staring at a green coat and not moving for a long time. said, "Yes." ”

Yulian sat on the main seat after saluting with a group of musicians and dancers, and the red dress was beside her. The musicians were in place, and only seven dancers were left in poses, and the costumes were all shiny. Most of the dancers retreat from the hall and wait at any time, and the music style is friendly and has its own characteristics.

The opening of the song is soft, there is a kind of shyness of the fairy who first descends to the mortal world, and it should be sung with a congratulatory voice, and there is a tendency for the immortal to pull the heavenly palace. With the sudden change of music after the softness, the first batch of dancers stepped on the lotus step and exited. The music slowed down without stopping, and in an instant another group of dancers hurried into the center of the hall. The footsteps never stopped, the style of music changed instantly, and the sound echoed in the ears for a long time. The dancers in new costumes on the stage are strong and powerful with the sudden change of music, and they are not as gentle as before.

The music was full of ups and downs, as if these dancers were trying their best to express their graceful postures. The movements are strong and powerful, bending to the end but looking natural, and the long sleeves are waving, like the fairy of the heavenly palace greeting the distinguished guests in the world with the most noble etiquette.

After the dance, a green dress stroked the piano in a hurry, and the onion and white jade hand hooked the strings as thin as hair. The flushed cheeks seem to be a little heavy today, and the face is calm and single-minded. The countless pairs of stares on the periphery made people a little shy, and the red clothes didn't dare to take a look at whether the current sister was as nervous as herself, and didn't dare to think about it.

A xylophone with some disobedience, after three paragraphs, it seems to be out of the world. The place where it is located is not the majestic palace hall, as if it has arrived in the fairyland of the world. The sound of the piano is calm, and some mood has naturally changed, and only those who know how to sit and understand music can hear that only now can this group of young musicians and dancers enter the atmosphere.

King Qi looked at Tsing Yi with a happy face, and looked at his father who was sitting on a high seat from time to time. In the eyes of the elderly emperor, it seems that he has never seen a graceful dance, only a girl in Tsing Yi in the center, only blame Tsing Yi for not purple. In this regard, King Qi almost killed the other party's wife, but the purple clothes that he had originally prepared were replaced with green clothes. I don't know where there is anything wrong except for the mistake, Mrs. Fang explained that Yulian felt that the bright purple clothes would affect the demeanor of the dancers, and the Tsing Yi was lighter to support it.

But he didn't know that Yang Chen asked Lu Xiaozhao to tear Yulian's purple clothes for the sake of viewing them the night before, Yulian was helpless about this, and it was inevitable to make a new purple clothes, but the time couldn't catch up at all. had to change the green clothes to purple clothes, but the red clothes on his side looked a little too bright.

The music is getting better, and the listeners don't dare to whisper in private. There are really not many people who listened to the same tune back then, and there are still old people who can't hear it anymore. Young people are now gray-haired, and many people are lamenting the passage of time. Most of the people who are not very old sigh that they didn't have a chance back then, and now their fate is not shallow, and the young man who was a student of Mr. back then is also a member of the imperial court, and he also has a student.

Back then, I heard Mr. exaggerate that a dance music was amazing, and he could talk for two or three days a day, so that the old man who was still a teenager didn't have to think about it and remember anything. What he said was a lie, and when he turned around, he would say to his classmates that my husband and teacher had heard a song for His Majesty the Emperor's birthday, and had seen the unequaled dance, and he said that the Tao seemed to be what he had seen and heard with his own eyes. I never thought that I would be able to see this peerless "Neon Clothes and Feather Song" with my own eyes in my lifetime.

Yang Chen tasted the wine and enjoyed the graceful dancing, but his mind was on His Majesty the Emperor who was sitting high, which of the most favored concubines had only met a few times, and more Lin Zhong said how his aunt was. From time to time, I looked at where Yulian would resemble or look like a lady, and I was really afraid of what His Royal Highness King Qi had done. Especially after many inquiries, which Master Liu once performed in the restaurant teahouse with Concubine Xin, who was not yet a concubine, and there was a certain connection after that. To have today's achievements is naturally indispensable to help, King Qi is not close, but Master Liu has been watched by the old man from the birth of King Qi to his teens, and he is regarded as half a son, but he has never spoken it and dare not say it.

Maybe only Zhang Bai regrets it, although what about the champion that everyone envies, what is lost is lost, and no matter how much he gains, he can't make up for the loss. The loss of an object can be fought for at a greater cost, but the lost heart is priceless, and it is never possible or even a chance to be recovered.

The music of the main hall is permeated with light dance, and after the agitation, it seems to return to calm. It is like the sea storm has stopped, and after the calm waves are a beautiful scenery as far as the eye can see. The dancer sweats like rain but never stops, and if you get close, you can ask about the girlish scent. The song has not stopped, and the song is another change, and Yulian slowly transforms from light again. At the end of one section, the dancers slowly retreated, and the other wave of dancers were dressed a little explicitly, with a unique style.

Only then did the sound of the piano change, and in an instant, it was as if he had climbed the heavenly palace and asked with the immortals. The fairy dances without knowing it, and the melodious sound of the piano dances calmly and naturally. The Divine Comedy and Heavenly Dance complement each other, outlining a peerless picture. Tsing Yi stroked the piano, the red clothes still hugged the pipa and half covered their faces, and the wonderful music in the hands of many musicians came to their hands, and the flute came out of their mouths. Walking under the feet, the hands are soft, and the graceful posture is like a hibiscus out of the water, which makes people feel pity.

I only heard that the fairies in the sky fell into the dust, but I didn't know that the girls in the world were also better than the immortals.

The Emperor asked, "Does the Empress know that this is the first paragraph?" ”

Although he knows the rhythm and can play a few tunes, he rarely fiddles with these elegant things himself. When I wasn't the queen, I liked piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.,When you know which woman exists, it's a little annoying to like music theory.,Now it's too.。

If there is a question, there must be an answer: "The concubine doesn't know." ”

I've never seen the score, so I hate these and how can I tell that this is the first paragraph. But it was the emperor's memory that was renewed, and his smile revealed a trace of sadness. The queen knew that her husband always had a very important woman in his heart, and no one had time to spend it. On the contrary, now I see the same song again, the same woman is not jealous, respected as the mother of a country is still a woman, I hope that her husband can look at her more, even the most important one in her heart, even if she is one of them, she is already very happy.

The emperor squinted and smiled with a faint sadness, and the queen seemed to see which young man was still there, but he had become an old man. It was once but it was also the past and memory, like a person who never remembers something not sooner. Often a subtle movement or a look will remember a lifetime or even a lifetime. Just like His Majesty the Emperor is already an old man, the same smile Empress will feel like she is back in her youth, when the sun was just right and the youth was full of spirit.

"It's paragraph 29." The queen pursed her lips and smiled, only to realize that time passed so fast, it turned out that he was not a sunny boy, and he was not a willow girl.

Lin Xie, who was seated, looked at the girl in Tsing Yi and remembered the girl who used to play the qin by the river. The spring breeze blows the piano melodiously, and one person practices the gun and one strokes the piano. Who has never had a little beauty when he is young, but unfortunately the beauty is only in his youth.

Yulian, who had entered the good realm, was still a little nervous, and played in front of everyone for the first time. The upper seat is the king of a country, and the lower seat is the civil and military officials. Nearly half of the most honorable people in the entire Daliang were here, and they played the twenty-nine paragraphs in one breath until their fingers were a little numb. The fingers never stopped, and the dragon still walked the river, and always recited in my heart a sentence that my teacher Master Liu once said: "As a musician, as long as the sound of the piano remembers that there is only one kind of person sitting there, the listener does not distinguish between high and low." ”

I didn't dare to think about it for fear of being elsewhere in my mind, and my master Mrs. Lu once said: "Everything is in the word mastery, the ancients always said the truth, and the art master was bold." Only by believing in oneself can we do our best, and the trust of others is far less real than self-confidence. ”

Dressed in Tsing Yi, she never felt at peace, and Mrs. Fang also said: "Nervousness is sometimes not a bad thing. People say that after mastery, it is credible to come easily, and it is easy to make mistakes when you are less nervous. Tension is a tight string, the more relaxed it is, there is no wonderful sound, and the tension can be mellow and wishful. ”

Yulian wrote down these words attentively, and she hadn't read a few books when she was young. When I left my hometown, I realized that there are big truths in books, and often the truths that can be used are outside the books. What the master and teacher Mrs. Fang said was right, so she naturally remembered it very clearly. I never thought it would work, but now it's really useful. Thinking of these Yulian, she was a little more nervous, what if she couldn't do it. The more the last paragraph has exhausted the strength of the whole body but insisted, this is not a practice that cannot be stopped, and then declines, and the truth of three and exhaustion is understood.

I don't know when I've closed my eyes, and I use my heart instead of my eyes. The sound to the heart comes from the hand and is supported by the piano.

I don't know when everyone turned from the dancer's dance to which fuqin girl, the girl obviously did not have the previous nervousness, as if the scholar read the book and read the wonderful things without knowing it, and the martial arts practice entered the realm of transformation and flow. For Yulian at this time, there is a kind of sitting alone in the mountains, not knowing the prosperous scenery in the world.

Someone curiously asked the people around her: "Do you see that woman actually closed her eyes, aren't you afraid of playing the wrong one?" ”

The senior who knew the rhythm of music was jealous and wondered if his colleagues were stupid and said: "Could it be that you have been reading and writing for decades, and you can't write when you close your eyes?" The courtier, who was already in his forties, felt very ashamed, but fortunately no one else heard it, and he was afraid that the fastest colleague would not be able to control his mouth after drinking a few more glasses, and he made up his mind that he must get drunk, and it is best to forget about it. He smiled and said, "Let's have a drink." ”

The singing and dancing in the hall were leveled, and the monarchs and ministers gathered together. Only King Qi was the only one who paid attention to his father's expression all the time, and looked at the emperor's eyes from time to time to look at Yulian, and his expression couldn't help but improve. Whether an inconspicuous chess piece can be moved back to a game now depends on what the father thinks. I feel that no matter how good the singing and dancing is, it can't be as wonderful as the strange look of the prince now, and until now, I feel that I didn't choose the wrong person.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and the dance is soft and enchanting. The music is pure and floating, erratic, and the dancer's posture is soft and charming. How can it not be tempting, how can a mere jar of peach blossom wine be compared to the Divine Comedy Tianwu Tinnitus and bright eyes.

King Qi watched the carefully prepared dance music carefully, his expression was calm, and it seemed that everything was going according to nature. Only found a pair of eyes staring at him, and for the first time found that this absurd-looking young man was so hot. A pair of eyes seem to see through everything, but so what, even if you are the prince of the Tianshui King, no one can destroy the king's plan.

In the last section, the dancers took turns to leave the stage, and the musicians looked a little tired. Yulian Fuqin will release the last string, and the dancers will come on the stage one after another to form a circle again. Like the stars and the moon, the Tsing Yi Yulian surrounded the center, which surprised the Yulian who loosened the strings.

There has never been such a step in the practice, and it is only after the process needs to go up and bow is considered to be completed. When they got up, a group of dancers gave way to a subtle road, and there was a sense of noble travel. Yulian, who had never seen such a scene, was a little nervous, only the emperor who was sitting high stared at a green robe, as if he had seen a concubine in his heart, just like the stars held the moon back then. A xylophone amazes the Quartet, and only one person pays attention to one person when he watches the dancing girl's demeanor, just like that year.

Yulian walked in front of her to give a salute, and it felt unnatural for the red clothes to follow behind. With the musicians appearing together, Yulian is in the red dress in front of the test, the dancers are behind, and the musicians are on both sides. Following Yulian shouted: "I will congratulate His Majesty the Emperor, and wish Your Majesty a long life, a smooth wind and rain, and a thousand generations." ”

Chaohe's voice stopped, and Yulian continued: "Peace and security, smooth and smooth." Suddenly, the queen's face changed suddenly, and the emperor's eyes were confused. The old man sitting there stared at the young girl closely, because every year Concubine Xin would say this. The prince was moved, and Yang Chen hated.

Only Yulian people were at a loss, because others didn't know this sentence, not even Hongyi. Before leaving, a musician casually mentioned it, but simply said a word and added a blessing. Yulian had always remembered Yang Chen's advice, and at this time she was even more confused, and found that many people were watching her.

Yulian Lizhi never got up, and waited for a reply very embarrassed.