Chapter 129: Pretending

(Xie: Ye Shuo, Moshaoco.)

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Wang Yuan galloped on the street surrounded by Wang Chengen and a thousand cattle guards, along the way, the gang of people stirred up the chickens and dogs jumped, knocked over the forehead baskets of the people carrying vegetables on the street, kicked away the stalls of hawkers, the guards were as fierce as tigers, but anyone who stood in the way, whether you were well-dressed or a small hat in green clothes, was a leather whip fell, leaving a ghost crying wolf howl.

Half an hour later, finally arrived at the south square of Xingqing Palace, everyone dismounted and entered from the Mingyi Gate on the east side, walked along the smooth royal road, the front hall was magnificent, the corner of the red wall and green tile cornices was hidden between the tall trees, rows of red pillars supported a tall hall, and the plaque of the temple could be seen from afar with the words "Palace of Eternal Life".

Wang Yuan heard the name of the Palace of Eternal Life for a long time, and read Bai Juyi's poem "The Palace of Eternal Life on the seventh day of July, when no one whispered in the middle of the night", he saw this palace for the first time today, but he didn't know that it was in the Xingqing Palace.

From the avenue on the side of the Palace of Eternal Life all the way to the north, the trees behind are more lush, in a new green, Wang Yuan saw the familiar scenery seen on the side of the Baqiao, there are thousands of weeping willow bushes like smoke, walk dozens of steps, step on a willow avenue, look to the left, but see the blue waves rippling, the breeze blowing, a blue lake reflects the white clouds, blue sky, red pavilion and green tiles, the scenery is beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.

"What do you see, don't hurry up, Your Majesty and the concubine are afraid that they are in a hurry." Wang Chengen scolded the scenery.

Wang Yuan smiled bitterly: "This road has not been delayed, I am already out of breath." ”

Wang Chengen frowned and said, "Are you tired?" Look at our family's face, full of sweat beads, in the morning in order to announce you, but tired of our family. ”

Wang Yuan quickened his pace and said, "What the hell is going on?" The king's servant is angry, and my heart is up and down. ”

Wang Chengen said: "You are too talkative, don't you know what is going on when you get there?" ”

Wang Yuan laughed and said, "It turns out that the king's servant doesn't know either. ”

Wang Chengen shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, there is the Agarwood Pavilion and the Hundred Gardens in front, Your Majesty is waiting there, you and tidy up your clothes in front of the archway, and our family will report it." ”

Wang Yuan took a long breath, stood still under the tall archway, and watched Wang Chengen hurriedly enter from the archway guarded by dozens of guards, and soon heard the voice of summons one after another in front of him: "Xuan Wang Yuan is here." ”

Wang Yuan's heart was awe-inspiring, straightened his clothes and hats and walked forward, after passing the archway, the tall trees were gone, the sun shone down, the surrounding was full of flowers, the big unknown flowers bloomed on the flower beds on the side of the road, and some although they did not bloom, but also the green leaves grew vigorously.

Directly in front, a high-rise building stands in a pavilion, the building is three stories high, carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite. A hundred steps away, you can also see the figure of the palace maid shuttling under the corridor upstairs, the colorful silk rings with the wind, and the faint sound of silk and bamboo rings in the ears, like a play being staged in the distance.

"Please go this way." The sudden sound of speaking startled Wang Yuan, and at some point a fifteen or sixteen-year-old waiter appeared in front of him, bending down and stretching out his hand to guide a fork in the road. It turned out that he didn't want to go to that tall building, Wang Yuan was slightly disappointed.

As the chamberlain walked a hundred steps among the flowers, the music of silk and bamboo in his ears gradually became louder, and there were many voices of chamberlains and palace maids in front of him, as well as the sounds of chatting and laughing.

Wang Chengen stood at the edge of the flower bed in front of him and looked this way, as soon as he saw Wang Yuan hurriedly beckoning, Wang Yuan came to the front, Wang Chengen took a step back and looked up and down whether the clothes on Wang Yuan's body were neat, nodded and said in a low voice: "Go." ”

Wang Yuan shouted in a deep voice in accordance with the audience etiquette taught by Wang Chengen: "Grass people Wang Yuan is ordered to see you!" ”

The voice of Sizhu stopped, and an old voice came: "Come in." ”

Wang Yuan walked around the flower bed, and suddenly opened up in front of him, this is an open space between the flower beds, there are a few long ones, and behind the first long one on the left, there are Mrs. Qiu Guo and a middle-aged beauty who I don't know. Sitting behind the second long sheet on the left is Mrs. Qin Guo who is nodding and smiling at herself. There is also a long table on the right, and Yang Zhao is sitting behind with a wine glass and a smile. And on the soft couch behind a dragon case in front of him, a stunning woman and a thin old man in a yellow robe with a golden hairpin on his head were looking at him intently.

Wang Yuan's heart beat violently, he knew that it was Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei who were sitting in the front; And the tall man with gray hair standing beside them and a whisk in his hands should be Gao Lishi.

"Caomin Wang Yuan see Your Majesty, see Guifei Niangniang!"

"Let's be flat." Xuanzong's deep voice sounded. Wang Yuan got up according to his words, only to feel that the eyes of everyone around him were watching him, teaching many students in the later life, and giving speeches in the big classroom, Wang Yuan thought that he would not be stunned in front of others, but at this moment Wang Yuan found that those experiences were useless, and his heart was still beating like a drum, and his mouth was dry with nervousness.

"Are you Wang Yuan? Lift up your head and let me see. Xuanzong said softly.

Wang Yuan raised his head as he said, and quickly glanced at Li Longji and the concubine beside him with an indifferent face and a beautiful appearance; The wandering gaze suddenly met a cold lightning, which was Gao Lishi's deep and cold gaze looking at him coldly.

"Sure enough, it was a handsome young man, when Li Bai met him back then, I was disappointed, I thought it was a handsome young man, but I didn't expect that he was bloated and didn't look good. Hehehe. Xuanzong laughed.

Yang Yuhuan said softly: "How can Your Majesty say such a thing, a man doesn't care about his appearance, but he is talented." There are many handsome men in the world, but how many are more famous than Li Bai? ”

"What Concubine Ai said is that there are many people in Jinyu who are defeated outside, but they are talented and learned. But it's not bad to have a good skin. Wang Yuan, do you know what you are calling for today's audience? ”

Wang Yuan arched his hand and said: "The grass people don't know, please make it clear to Your Majesty." ”

Li Longji got up slowly, slowly walked in front of Wang Yuan and said, "Wang Yuan, I have read the poems you wrote, and I am very impressed. Just now, I listened to the tune of "Wind at the Bottom of Your Sleeve" written by you, and I and the concubine both liked it. I heard that you and Li Guinian sang "Qingping Tune" together at the Spring Festival of the Lady of the Kingdom of Qiu, and everyone was full of praise. Today, I and the concubine are here to enjoy the flowers, so I called you to sing it again with Li Guinian to help me and the concubine. ”

Wang Yuan arched his hand and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment, it turned out to be for this matter." Your Majesty loves to listen to the songs of the grass people, and the grass people are very honored; But if you want to play the "Qingping Tune" today, the grass people are afraid that they will not be able to obey the order. ”

Everyone was stunned, and Xuanzong frowned: "Why is that?" What's the inconvenience? ”

Yang Zhao interjected on the side: "It's rare that Your Majesty and the noble concubine are in high spirits, Wang Yuan, don't let Your Majesty and Niangniang down." ”

Wang Yuan said quietly: "Your Majesty and Niangniang love each other, and the grass people naturally understand, but I didn't know that I came to play music for Your Majesty with Mr. Li Guinian, so my Xiangfei bamboo flute didn't bring it, so I can't play music for Your Majesty and Niangniang." ”

"What? Poof! ”

"Hahaha."

Wang Yuan's words amused everyone in the audience, and Yang Yuhuan covered his mouth and smiled.

"This young man is a little stupid, he is actually for this, and what is the reason for it. Is...... It's kind of funny. ”

Xuanzong also laughed and said: "What is the reason for me at that time, there are too many bamboo flutes in my palace, so I can invite you to play the music, but I don't give you the flute." Come on, take the flute. ”

Wang Yuan stood still, looking cute, but when he saw the waiter going down, he took a delicate bamboo flute and offered it after a while, Xuanzong smiled and said, "Wang Yuan, is this done?" ”

Wang Yuan looked at the flute, and sure enough, it was the bamboo flute of Xiangfei Bamboo, with fine workmanship, and it should be a boutique specially made by the Royal Music Workshop. Stretched out his hand to take it and looked at it for a moment, blew it lightly in his mouth, and immediately frowned and put the bamboo back in the tray and said, "This flute can't be used." ”

Xuanzong was surprised: "What? ”

"The flute doesn't match." Wang Yuan said: "There is a dumb voice, but it can't be done." ”

"Easy to do." Xuanzong smiled and said, "Go get it again, change it." ”

Another bamboo flute was sent, Wang Yuan tried the sound and threw it down and shook his head and said, "There is a sharp and piercing sound, no." ”

Xuanzong frowned and said, "Isn't this also possible?" What kind of flute do you want? ”

Wang Yuan said: "The way of music and rhythm, but it will be difficult to speak, and when you encounter that timbre, the grass people will know." ”

Gao Lishi said coldly: "Wang Yuan, Your Majesty and Niangniang listened to you play the flute, but they didn't ask you to set the score." ”

Mrs. Han also frowned and said, "Yes, why are you so tormented, this little Wang Yuan." ”

Wang Yuan smiled and arched his hand at Gao Lishi: "This ......"

Yang Zhao shouted: "This is Grandpa Gao Lishi, the internal affairs supervisor, what is this and that." ”

Wang Yuan hurriedly said: "It turned out to be Master Gao, the villain is not here to set up the score, the villain is precisely because he wants to play for His Majesty and the concubine, so he does not dare to slack off and keep improving, if I can't play the best flute to His Majesty and the concubine, then it is better not to play." This is a piece of sincerity from the villain. If His Majesty and Niangniang just listen to music, the villain doesn't mind playing with a bamboo flute casually. ”

Xuanzong nodded slightly and said, "So you think so, Ai Fei, what do you say?" ”

Yang Yuhuan looked at Wang Yuan with a smile and said, "It's just a tune, don't be so particular." ”

Wang Yuan said: "The usual tune is just that, not to mention this "Qingping Tune", when Li Taibai made this word, he was religious, and Mr. Li Guinian wrote and sang the tune is also religious, that's because this is a tune specially written for the concubine Niangniang, how can you be sloppy at will?" Later, Mr. Li Guinian vowed not to sing this tune again, I think it was also out of respect for this tune and did not want to desecrate it. Today, since they want to sing in front of the noble concubine, the grass people dare not be pious and cautious, not for the sake of arranging music. ”