The two of them walked east along the dragon pond and along the path on the side of the hundred gardens all the way to the north. Obviously, the path was carefully chosen, and Wang Yuan didn't see a single figure along the way. Not even the ubiquitous chamberlains and palace guards did not see a single one. Further north, after a temple gate, a long bluestone avenue was on, and at the end of the road a temple stood far away.

Wang Yuan knew that it was the Xinshu Palace, which was the same as the Datong Hall and the Jiaotai Hall to the west of Xingqing Palace, which were a palace where Xuanzong and the concubines often lived. After the new archery hall is the last building in the south of the house, called the Golden Flower Pavilion.

Jinhua Pavilion was originally called Jinhualuo, which was originally a place where the show girls lived and screened for Xuanzong's draft girls every few years, but since the concubine entered the palace, the six palaces have lost their color, not to mention what kind of show girls are. The function here was immediately abolished, and according to the will of the concubine Niangniang, it was renovated into a pavilion group for the concubine to practice dance and music alone, and the name was also changed to the Golden Flower Pavilion.

Li Guinian obviously went in and out of this Golden Flower Pavilion, and the female official at the door didn't even ask a few words, only heard Li Guinian say that the mother was summoned here, so she happily let go. Under the leadership of a female official, the two walked along the twists and turns of the corridor through the large pavilions and pavilions, the pavilion courtyard here is brilliant and gorgeous, extremely subtle and exquisite, but it is a pity that Wang Yuan did not have the slightest mood of appreciation, only moved forward mechanically.

The first pavilion in the west stood in the shadow of the trees, and the sunset was splendid and magnificent, and the female official led the way, stopped before reaching the pavilion, turned around and smiled: "Master Wang, Master Li Leshi, wait a minute, let me wait to go in and say to my mother." ”

Wang Yuan and Li Guinian hurriedly arched their hands and said, "I'm tired." ”

After the palace maid entered, Li Guinian turned his head to look at Wang Yuan's pale face and whispered, "Have you guessed?" ”

Wang Yuan swallowed and foamed at the mouth, nodding slightly. Li Guinian looked at him with disdain and said, "What is there to be afraid of, I have arranged everything, do you think I will spare my life?" Don't worry, I don't want to die so soon. ”

Wang Yuan sighed, his eyes wandering around, but he saw the figures of the palace guards wandering around, very guarded. Li Guinian obviously understood Wang Yuan's mind that he didn't believe that he could get away with killing people under the noses of so many palace guards, and he didn't bother to explain, so he only smiled mysteriously, looking extremely confident.

"The concubine Niangniang, please come in and see you."

"Thank you."

The two entered the attic one after the other, and after entering the door, they passed a wide corridor more than a dozen steps long, and under the red pillars on both sides of the corridor stood a dozen female officials and chamberlains waiting to be dispatched, and then a tall screen blocked in front of them. The two of them stood on the back of the screen with their hands down, but they heard a close female official standing on the side of the screen shouting: "Wang Yuan and Li Guinian came to meet Niangniang." ”

A quiet, soft female voice came, "Call them in." ”

The female officer bowed and said, "Follow the will of the mother." ”

Wang Yuan and Li Guinian lowered their heads and walked quickly around the side of the screen, stepped on the soft carpet and walked in and saluted.

"Excuse me, get up and speak." The quiet and soft female voice in front of them came again, and the two of them thanked each other and stood up. Wang Yuan had time to look ahead, but saw a beaded curtain cutting off the golden space, blocking between himself and the figure sitting on the soft couch behind the curtain. Needless to say, sitting behind the bead curtain is Yang Guifei, and she can hear the voice.

"It's great that Master Wang is here too. Bengong knew that you were busy preparing to go to Jiannan to take up his post, but he still asked Li Guinian to send a message to ask you to compose lyrics for his new song, because Bengong is trying to create a new dance with this song, and I am afraid that if you don't come lightly now, I don't know how long it will take for you to come. You know, although Li Guinian's song is good, he always feels that there is something missing without words, and in the eyes of this palace, I am afraid that only your words and sentences can satisfy this palace in Chang'an City at the moment, so I have to work hard for you to come here. Yang Guifei's words were coquettish, and she was not condescending, but seemed to explain to Wang Yuan and ask Wang Yuan for understanding.

Wang Yuan said in a deep voice: "What kind of hard work does Niangniang say, but Niangniang has a life, and the minister is far away in the world and has to rush back to the capital to compose words for Niangniang, which is the honor of the minister." ”

"Very good, Li Guinian, I have worked hard for you."

"Mother, the minister is not hard. Niangniang's intentions are now known to the ministers that there is the world's first talented man to score words, plus the old decay, the world's first musician who is arrogantly called the world's first musician to compose music, and then there is Niangniang, the world's best dancer choreographed, this dance must surpass His Majesty's neon clothes and feather dance. ”

"That's right, to borrow the auspicious words of Master Li Le, this palace wants to create this dance, and it really wants to teach it to His Majesty. His Majesty made a bet with me that my new dance would definitely not surpass the dance of neon clothes and feathers, so this palace was not angry, and vowed to use the best music, the best words, and the best dance to make His Majesty speechless. ”

"It will definitely succeed, and the minister is on the mother's side." Li Guinian bowed and said.

"Okay, I heard that the words are already there, so let's start, Li Leshi strokes the qin and sings, and General Wang wants to make peace with the flute, if there is something wrong, how about we revise it together?"

"Yes." The two bowed in reply.

On the side of the curtain, the flute and other musical instruments had already been arranged, and after Li Guinian sat down, he tuned the sound of the strings, and after a while, he was ready.

"Master Li, let's get started." Yang Guifei stood up behind the curtain and commanded softly.

Li Guinian didn't move, and didn't stroke the piano immediately, but frowned and said, "Niangniang Rong, something is wrong." ”

Yang Guifei said behind the curtain: "What's wrong? ”

Li Guinian said: "The song of "Spring River Moon" is the most suitable to be played in the quiet night, because the song is mixed with flowing water, flowers, and the sound of night birds, which are all ingenious moves of the minister. If the night of the river moon becomes a dead night, it will be lifeless and lose the essence of this song. ”

"You mean, you can't play it now? Waiting until the night is quiet? Yang Guifei asked.

"That's right, since Niang Niang wants to create the best new dance, none of this can be sloppy. Although it was already very quiet in this pavilion, people walking around outside, even the sound of the armor of the palace guards outside the building could be heard, how could this be good? If it is played on weekdays, it is fine, but now it is the mother who wants to innovate the dance according to the meaning of the lyrics, and the meaning of Weichen is to let them not make a sound, and try to be silent on all sides, so as to follow the good contemplation of the words and the meaning of the song. Of course, everything depends on the mother's decision, if the mother says that it doesn't need to be too fine, then it doesn't matter. The minister sang it. Li Guinian said in a deep voice.

Wang Yuan instantly understood the intention of Li Guinian's words, which was to use the mouth of the concubine to open up the palace maids and guards inside and outside the building to prepare for the assassination. As a court musician, Li Guinian must know the temperament of the concubine very well, the concubine should be a person who strives for excellence, at least in the matter of dancing, Li Guinian should have calculated that Yang Guifei would agree.

Sure enough, after the concubine was silent for a moment, she instructed the female official to convey the will to let all the palace maids in the building withdraw, and inform the palace guards patrolling on the left to stay away from here and not to make a noise near the left. Soon after, everyone evacuated, and there was a dead silence in the pavilion, and Wang Yuan could even hear his own heartbeat.

"Is that okay now?" Yang Guifei asked behind the curtain.

"It's okay, thank you Niangniang, Weichen will start playing." Li Guinian smiled, his ten fingers brushed the strings, and the sound of the piano suddenly rose, like flowing water, clear and pleasant, touching the heartstrings. At a certain point, Wang Yuan added the sound of the flute as an embellishment to set off the clarity of the piano sound.

The small river slowly converges in the night light and flows into the calm river. At night, the mountain flowers bloom, and the full moon rises. The branch-headed nightbird shrunk its head and murmured as the branches rose and fell in the moonlight. The river soup soup, glowing with silver light like a horse, slowly went east. If you don't hear it with your own ears, how can you know that a piano and a flute can depict such an intoxicating beauty.

A voice like gold and jade slowly joined, Li Guinian's expression was solemn, and his lips opened lightly and sang:

Yue'er came out of the river willow green

In the fog, I suddenly heard the language of butterflies and flowers

Under the eaves, the flute sounded

A wisp of spring reminisces about the past

The boat floated through the fireworks rain

The people on board are self-contained

Do not disturb the singing on both sides of the strait

A river with many ripples in spring

The white clouds are gone

Qingfeng Pushang is not worried

Who's going to be in the boat tonight

Where is the Acacia Moon Tower

The white clouds are gone

Qingfeng Pushang is not worried

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats

But see the Yangtze River sending water

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon

It should be according to the dresser of the Iraqi people

The singing voice is like a gentle hand brushing through the heart, if you don't know the inside story, who can associate the first musician of the Tang Dynasty in front of you, Li Guinian, who can make a natural sound, with the special deacon of Luo Yimen, how do you know that his purpose today is to assassinate the honored concubine Niangniang of the Tang Dynasty. Wang Yuan deeply sighed at the unpredictable words of the people's hearts, this Li Guinian is hidden deeply, and the essence of concealment is incomparable, if he hadn't jumped out by himself, with Wang Yuan's cognition, I am afraid that he would not know that this person's true identity is actually like that for the rest of his life.

The singing passed away, and with the disappearance of the singing, Li Guinian slowly stood up, glanced at Wang Yuan meaningfully, and then slowly walked towards the bead curtain. Behind the curtain, Yang Guifei's figure sat quietly, as if she was still immersed in the singing and couldn't extricate herself.

Li Guinian stretched out his hand and touched the back of his waist, his toes touched the ground, his body bounced up like a spring in an instant, and silently pounced through the bead curtain towards Yang Guifei, who was sitting still. As he was in the air, his palm flipped over, and the cold light of the dagger illuminated his grim and fierce wrinkled face.