In Yichun Courtyard, not only the young masters who came to listen to the music and watch the dance were impressed by Wang Mang's actions, but also admired the piano skills Qingyue.

Now Qingyue saw Wang Mang go and return, and her eyes were shining.

She has been a piano player in Yichun Courtyard for many years, from the general to the ordinary talent, she has basically seen and played music for these people.

However, she never imagined that one day she would play a good song for a famous saint.

Wang Mang is famous, and he is the commander of the three armies who defeated the Xiongnu this time, and many people want to see Wang Mang with their own eyes and see what the difference is.

At this moment, Qingyue saw it with her own eyes, and her heart was very excited, and she wanted to ask Wang Mang some questions and say something.

But she knew that now was not the time, and now she had to show her best level to play for Wang Mang and Wang Mang's wife.

She thought about it for a while, and thought that if she didn't play the music with a real attitude, it would definitely be difficult to get into the best situation, and there would be flaws.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..."

Qingyue adjusted her mentality, thought about her past, lightly opened her lips, plucked the strings and sang: "Looking at the lonely shadow of the waning moon with tears, I was speechless and choked. Since ancient times, there have been many feelings and partings, and this situation should be a beautiful day to welcome.

However, there are thousands of styles and thousands of loves, who is the one to complain about this matter? The green leaves and flowers of Yulin are withering, and the lonely water is artesian. One kind of lovesickness, one kind of worry, two sorrows. The sky is opposite, the green mountains and green waters are full of tears, and they will never forget, and the Tianshan Mountains are lingering in love. Sigh in the world, the fly in the ointment is today...."

Between the Qingyue dancing and singing of the piano, the true feelings are revealed, and the hair is flying.

Her fingertips danced back and forth on the strings as fast as lightning.

Everyone has a variety of experiences, whether they are happy or sad. At this moment, this piano seems to have become the best tool for Qingyue to vent her feelings, she forgot that someone next to her was listening to the music, she forgot all external objects. Melt the whole person into his own mood and into the sound of the piano.

The unity of the human piano and the meaning of the heavens!

Wang Jingyan and Shangguan Ningxuan listened to the sound of the piano and singing, completely stunned, deeply attracted by the artistic conception caused by Qingyue, and brought themselves into the artistic conception revealed by Qingyue.

Tick tock, tick tock!

Qingyue's song is to vent his dissatisfaction with personal love, lament the lack of fate, and be heartbroken. Wang Jingyan and the two girls listened and listened, and tears fell down.

After listening to it for a while, Wang Mang's brows furrowed slightly, and he heard Qingyue's inner emotional fluctuations.

When Qingyue finished playing, her eyes were already red.

At this moment, she came back to her senses, knowing that she was out of shape, and hurriedly wiped her eyes, "Lord Wang, I'm very sorry, I'm not in a good state today, and it's difficult to play, so I'll go and ask her to play for me instead." ”

"No need, you played very well, and your spirit was completely integrated into the piano. However, my wife and I did not come here to hear you tell you about the anguish in our hearts. The piece you played just now was flawless, but it didn't fit the three of us. Of course, since you've bounced it out, and you've finished it, I can't get you to take it back.

Everyone has their own difficulties and misfortunes, and no one in the world can achieve what they want, and I am no exception, and I also have many grievances. Therefore, I can't help the emotional problems you play from the piano, this is your own problem, and others can't interfere. If it is said that the city is not well governed, which leads to your emotional problems being frustrated, I can ask a word or two. ”

As Wang Mang spoke, he got up and came to Qingyue, asked her to step aside, and then stretched out his left hand and stroked the strings.

Shangguan Ningxuan asked, "Xianggong, do you want to play a song too?" ”

"Well, I'll just play it for you, it's the time when we were separated for seven years. At that time, I couldn't find you, I couldn't sleep at night, and it was difficult to speak. Now it's just right, I'll play it for you. But I'm not very good at playing the piano, so you'll just listen to it. ”

Wang Mang took a deep breath, put his hands on the strings, and gently stroked his fingertips.

However, as he said, he did not play at a very good level, and many fingerings were used in the wrong places.

However, Shangguan Ningxuan didn't care about this, she was listening carefully to Wang Mang's mood playing with the sound of the piano.

"Where is the moon going to the clouds, I forgot to return to the spring and twilight, the grass and flowers are cold and the food road, and the incense car is tied to whose tree. Tearful eyes leaned on the building and spoke alone, and Shuangyan met when he came. The turmoil of spring sorrow is like catkins, there is nowhere to be found in the dream, there is nowhere to be found in the dream..."

When Wang Mang finished playing, Shangguan Ningxuan was already in tears and threw herself into Wang Mang's arms, "Xianggong, I understand, I understand." I will never leave you again, Jingyan and I will always be your woman. Family, we have been a family since the beginning. ”

Wang Mang said: "My Fair Lady, Qin Se is a friend." Ning Xuan, the piano can transmit sound and spirit, there is no longer any regret between you and me, and the two hearts are dissolved. Now that it's over, let's go somewhere else. ”

"Hmph, eccentric, you just think about your sister and forget about me completely!" Wang Jingyan muttered, demonstrated fiercely at Wang Mang, then stood up, took Wang Mang's right hand, and walked towards the door.

Wang Mang smiled, "Jingyan, between you and me, it can be regarded as smooth sailing, nothing happens, right?" I'm not biased, I like Ning Xuan, and I like you too. I can't live without either of you. ”

When the three of them walked to the door and were about to go out, there was a sudden stern scolding outside.

"Qingyue, what's the matter with you? Your piano skills are among the best in my Yichun Academy, and with your level, you shouldn't make so many mistakes. Why is the sound you played just now full of loopholes? Do you know that it is the king who is listening to you playing the harp at this moment? What do you mean by that? I want to deliberately dismantle my stage, could it be that Lord Wang is not worthy of listening to you play the piano, so you played it indiscriminately? ”

It turned out that Wang Mang was playing the piano just now, and there were too many fingering errors, and he happened to be heard by people outside.

The person who spoke out and accused him was not an ordinary person, but Su Rong, the proprietress of Yichun Courtyard.

When she learned from Zhang Sheng and the city lord Li Ming that Wang Mang had come to her Yichun Courtyard and was still in this small private room, she rushed over in a hurry.

Wang Mang is the master of most of Gansu, and his prestige spreads all over Kyushu, and the Huns are willing to bow down. Su Rong was afraid that one would not be good, and she would be in trouble in this Yichun Courtyard, so she had to come to receive it in person.

However, as soon as she reached the door, she heard the flawed piano sounds. Immediately, she was very dissatisfied and uneasy, thinking that Qingyue was deliberately fooling Wang Mang.

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