“…… I am a fox who has loved for thousands of years

A thousand years of love and a thousand years of loneliness

Do you know who my red makeup is for in the long night

Do you know who my hair is combed for......

…… I am a fox who has been guarding for a thousand years

A thousand years of guard, a thousand years of helplessness

In the depths of love, watch me dance for you with beauty

When love hurts, listen to me pour out for you in song

The cold window reads hard, you and I vow that the mountain alliance is unforgettable

The gold list flower candle is a long way to go......

…… Can you make me cry for love?

I am still the white fox who loved you thousands of years ago

How much spring goes to spring to morning and twilight

All your life is your fox......

…… Can you make me cry for love?

I'm still the same white fox for thousands of years

How much spring goes to spring to morning and twilight

In the next life, you will still be your fox ......"

The next day, early in the morning, the sun was shining, the morning dew was not dry, in Chang'an's 'Xinfang Pavilion', in the attic of the top Fang Yue'er girl, with a piano sound, a pathos, a song "White Fox", with thousands of years of grief and love, wandering back and forth in the sky above the entire 'Xinfang Pavilion', and it has not dispersed for a long time.

Fuqin stopped, Fang Yue'er's voice stopped, letting the cold tears on her face pass by, and the whole person was still immersed in the white fox's thousand-year-old love and thousand-year-old loneliness.

My heart is trembling, tears are overflowing, how long has it been since I sang it, I haven't heard it, like this tune that makes me feel nostalgic?

A year? Two years?

Three years? Decade?

Fang Yue'er sat and stared, pressed her fingers on the strings, involuntarily, without the control of her body, and danced between the seven strings again, the kind of tune that made her feel deeply and shared joys and sorrows, and rose with the sound again:

…… I am a fox who has loved for thousands of years

A thousand years of love and a thousand years of loneliness

Do you know who my red makeup is for in the long night

Do you know who my hair is combed for......

……

In the depths of love, Fang Yue'er's voice was very low, magnetic, hoarse, and with a touch of sadness in the vicissitudes of life, a white fox that had lived for a thousand years, waited for a thousand years, and loved a thousand years, came to life in the world, and expressed the loneliness, vicissitudes, love, and helplessness to the fullest.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

At the end of the song, the eldest grandson first woke up from that pathetic emotion, and couldn't help but raise his hand to cheer and praise Fang Yue'er's performance, compared to the rhyme that Liu Yifan sang last night, Fang Yue'er's performance is undoubtedly more expressive, moving, and lovable.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

Under the leadership of the eldest grandson, everyone in the seat, even the guests who came to hear the voice, also woke up from Fang Cai's artistic conception, and invariably, everyone applauded in unison, for Fang Yue'er, and even for Fang Yue'er's song "White Fox".

Music has no borders, and in the same way, music has no barriers between the times, and truly beautiful things, no matter what era or country they are in, are beautiful existences.

Among all the people, only Fang Yiai's face looked a little gloomy, from Fang Yue'er's voice, waking up from his own artistic conception, he knew that he had fallen behind, and this competition was hopeless.

"Miss Yue'er," seeing that everyone had come to their senses, the eldest grandson took out a grape from the ice on the table in a chic manner, put it in his mouth, raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Yue'er, and said to Fang Yue'er: "The two songs, the Yue'er girl has finished playing and singing, I don't know whose song the Yue'er girl prefers?" ”

"Don't go against your heart, don't talk about a draw," a sentence broke up what Fang Yue'er thought in her heart, and the eldest grandson said softly: "Miss Yue'er doesn't have to worry about offending anyone, whatever you think in your heart, just say it, I won't say it, I want to come to Fang Ergongzi, and he is not the kind of person with a small belly, because of a competition, he will be angry with a woman at will." ”

"Am I right, Fang Er?" As soon as the words stopped, the eldest grandson turned his head a little defiantly to look at Fang Yiai, and seeing Fang Yiai's somewhat blackened old face, Changsun Lian's heart was full of joy.

"If you have anything to say, Miss Yue'er doesn't hurt to talk about it, she loses, and Fang will not blame Miss Yue'er, let alone come to trouble this 'Xinfang Pavilion'." Glaring back at the eldest grandson, Fang Yiai said to Fang Yue'er very loudly.

"Thank you for the eldest grandson, Fang Gongzi forgives," raised her hand to wipe away the tears left above, Fang Yue'er got up suddenly, bent slightly to thank the eldest grandson and Fang Yiai, and then his eyes wandered over the two of them, opened his lips, and said softly: "Below, Yue'er will be hairpinned, if there is anything inappropriate, please also ask the two sons Haihan." ”

After bending over and saluting the two again, Fang Yue'er said bluntly: "From the heart, these two songs, whether it is the iron-clad tenderness of Fang Gongzi's "Farewell My Concubine", or the thousand-year-old love of the eldest grandson's "White Fox", Yue'er is very happy in her heart. Although the styles of the two songs are different, they can be called superb. ”

"We already know all this, so Miss Yue'er doesn't have to make more excuses, just say which song you like the most." Seeing that Fang Yue'er's girl was still living in the mud, knowing that the little girl still had some scruples in her heart, the eldest grandson was a little impatient, and interjected directly, interrupting her words.

"It's okay for Miss Yue'er to speak directly!" Knowing that there was no hope of winning, Fang Yi's love was a little more relaxed, nodded warmly, and signaled to Fang Yue'er.

"The little woman said bluntly," apologetically glanced in the direction where Fang Yiai was, Fang Yue'er said softly: "Compared with the domineering spirit of "Farewell My Concubine", Yue'er still prefers the poignant resentment of "White Fox......"

Fang Yiai nodded lightly, from the time Fang Yue'er sang "Farewell My Concubine", Fang Yiai had already realized that it was not that the lyrics and songs were not good, but that his music was used in the wrong place and given to the wrong person......

"Willing to gamble and lose, Fang Er, where should you go now?" The eldest grandson stretched out his hand and rubbed his cute white and tender little chubby face, and turned his head proudly to Fang Yiai, it seemed that two years ago, the evil breath that had been held in his heart finally let him vent it.

"Humph! Let's go! He glanced at Changsun Lian coldly, Fang Yiai threw up his sleeves and left, and Du Yi and a group of people behind him followed.

"Okay, okay, let's disperse," with the instruction of their young master, the eldest grandson Youcai withdrew from the pavilion with the old bustard Sun Sanniang, and saw that there were still some individual guests downstairs who stopped to watch, and the eldest grandson Youcai blew up the people with a thick voice, and for a while, the small courtyard where Fang Yue'er was located became quiet again.

"The eldest grandson is talented, Yue'er admires!" Returning his hand to hand back the score on the piano case to the eldest grandson, Fang Yue'er spoke softly.

"Hehe, don't say dark words in front of the Ming people," didn't stretch out his hand to receive the score, and the eldest grandson said to Fang Yue'er without a trace of embarrassment on his face: "Aunt Yue'er's heart, there should be a conjecture that this piece is not composed by someone from the eldest grandson. ”

"Not only this song "White Fox", but also Fang Er's song "Farewell My Concubine" was also ghostwritten." Signaling Fang Yue'er to put away the score, the eldest grandson took out a grape leisurely and put it in his mouth, and then said: "However, this is no longer important, what matters now is that this son won, and Miss Yue'er is really happy about this song, these are enough for this son." ”

"The eldest grandson is a bright man, Yue'er admires!" I didn't expect that this eldest grandson would tell this kind of thing bluntly, while lamenting that the eldest grandson was thick-skinned enough, Fang Yue'er also admired his outspokenness, that is, a villain, this eldest grandson, is also a real villain.

"For the words of the eldest grandson, Yue'er should pay tribute to the eldest grandson!" got up and carried the pot, walked to the front of the eldest grandson, and Fang Yue'er personally poured a glass of wine for the eldest grandson.

"I know what Miss Yue'er else has to say," the old god took the wine glass handed by Fang Yue'er on the ground, looked up and glanced at Fang Yue'er, the eldest grandson raised his neck and drank, and laughed softly: "But I want to know, who is this song composed of?" ”

"Eldest grandson Gongzi is wise," obediently filled the wine glass for Eldest Sun Lian again, Fang Yue'er stopped and waited, and her two blue eyes looked at Eldest Sun Lian.

"Miss Yue'er has been living in Fengjie before, and her heart must have been broken," Without rushing to drink, the eldest grandson picked a grape and said softly to Fang Yue'er: "In the entire Chang'an City, except for Fengjie Liu Yifan, who else can make such a haunting song?" ”

"It turned out that it was really him ......" got the answer she wanted to know, Fang Yue'er muttered in a low voice, her expression a little obsessed......

"You wrote this song?" At noon, in the palace, when Liu Yiyi finished his schoolwork and was about to leave the palace, in front of the side hall of the Lizheng Palace, he was squeezed by Princess Gao Yang, who had been waiting there.

"White Fox? How could it be in the hands of Her Royal Highness the Princess? After bending over and saluting Gao Yang, Liu Yiyi lowered his head and scanned the score, what Gao Yang held in his hand was the handwriting he had copied for the eldest grandson last night.

"So, this piece is really from you?" Gao Yangxiao bit his lip, his two big watery eyes, looked at Liu Yiyi from time to time, always loved, sometimes hate, and there was a hint of admiration.

"The student's clumsy work made Her Royal Highness the princess smile," bent over, Liu Yiyi said in a loud voice: "There is still an incident in the student's family, and it is inconvenient to stay in the palace for a long time, so I will retire first, Her Royal Highness the princess, please take care of yourself." ”

After the ceremony, regardless of Gao Yang's reply, Liu Yiyi hurriedly left, and Princess Gao Yang stood there a little demented, unaware of Liu Yiyi's quiet departure.

"He really wrote this song?" "He really wrote this song?"

Princess Gao Yang's mouth muttered to herself, as the saying goes, handsome and ugly, looking at the lyrics and songs in her hand that made her dream, Liu Yifan's ordinary appearance, and his vulgar performance to himself on weekdays, at this moment, in Gao Yang's heart, it has also become beautified.

“…… I am a fox who has loved for thousands of years

A thousand years of love and a thousand years of loneliness

Do you know who my red makeup is for in the long night

Do you know who my hair is combed for......

…………

…… Can you make me cry for love?

I'm still the same white fox for thousands of years

How much spring goes to spring to morning and twilight

In the next life, you will still be your fox ......"

humming word by word, song by tune, the person who can write this kind of song is definitely not the kind of half-hearted, vulgar person who hugs left and right, I didn't expect that this Liu Yifan is still an infatuated and dedicated man.

Thinking of this, Gao Yang's little girl's eyes became blurred again, and the hatred she had for Liu Yifan because of Li You, the king of Qi, was also diluted a lot unconsciously. Chong Fa was angry, remembering that last time, the reason why Liu Yifan had the audacity to beat the fifth brother was his wife, the happy woman.

No, Princess Gaoyang began to envy the lady she had never seen before.

"Sister Gao Yang, what are you thinking?" Princess Yuzhang came out of the palace and saw Gao Yangzheng standing alone in the corner of the side door, muttering to herself, so she leaned over lightly.

"Well, it's Sister Ru'er," Gao Yang turned around and chuckled, throwing Fang Cai's thoughts to the back of his mind, and whispered to Li Ru: "I just got a song from the little pervert in the morning, so I tried to hum a few words. ”

"Oh? Is it? Glancing at Gao Yang's little face, Li Ru seemed to laugh softly: "I haven't been back for two years, I don't want my cousin to be so happy with my sister, as soon as I came back, I knew that I was casting my sister's preferences and found a tune for Gao Yang's sister." However, this time, isn't he playing tricks on his sister again? ”

was bitten by a snake once, and was afraid of the well rope for ten years, Yuzhang and Gao Yang, the two sisters, were tricked by the eldest grandson not once or twice.

"It's a trick, Gao Yang also recognized it," looked down at the music score in his hand, Gao Yang raised his head and said to Yu Zhang: "This time the song sent by the little pervert is a rare masterpiece, Sister Ru'er will be happy when she sees it." ”

"Oh, really?" Li Ru seemed to be a little suspicious and reached out to take the score handed by Gao Yang, and opened it casually.

"This," halfway through it, Li Ru raised her head in astonishment, no wonder Gao Yang would make such a look of being willing to fight, this song, from a woman's point of view, it is indeed a rare masterpiece. It's just that how could Cousin Lian be so kind this time? Transsexualized? Or is there something else going on?

"Princess, the queen mother and the crown princess are still waiting in the palace," Seeing that the two princesses had no intention of leaving, the little servant waiting on the side had to be bold to interject and remind that it was already noon, and it was time to eat.

Taiji Hall, the main hall.

"Tao Aiqing takes more effort, and strives to try a few more times," Li Shimin handed Tao Yande the fold and put it down, his face was filled with joy, and he ordered Tao Yande in a loud voice: "There is no need to be careless, we must ensure that nothing goes wrong, and we must not play with the lives of my Tang soldiers!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Tao Yande bowed down and said, "Without perfect certainty, Weichen will not dare to let my soldiers of the Tang Dynasty put their lives in danger." ”

"Hmm," nodded lightly, Li Shimin pondered for a while, and said in a loud voice: "When the hot air balloon manned test flight, I will personally come to the scene to observe and increase morale, and Tao Aiqing will make more preparations then." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, Weichen can save it." Carefully looking up at Li Shimin, Tao Yande stepped forward and said to Li Shimin: "Weichen has a request, I hope the emperor can answer it." ”

"Huh? What's the matter, Aiqing, but it's okay to talk about it! ”

"During the manned test flight, Weichen wanted to invite Mr. Yifan to be able to get close," Tao Yande said respectfully: "After all, the hot air balloon is from Mr. Yifan's hand, and it would be more secure to have Mr. Yifan on the side to guide and take care of it." ”

Since knowing some of the functions of the hot air balloon, Li Shimin waved his hand, and directly put the hot air balloon into the scope of military secrets, in the entire territory of Datang, in addition to individual officials of the Ministry of Industry, the specific production process of the hot air balloon, as well as several test flight experiments, are all carried out secretly, few people know, that is, the inventor of the hot air balloon, Liu Yi, is also a lot of restrictions. Therefore, if he wanted to invite Liu Yiyi to go and observe, Tao Yande, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, did not dare to make a claim, so he had to speak out and ask Li Shimin, the Ming Jun, for instructions.

"yes, that's right." After thinking about it for a while, Li Shimin nodded and agreed, and said, "When the time comes, I will take Liu Yifan with me." ”

For Liu Yiyi, Li Shimin's heart is still quite trusting, if there is no him, there will be no hot air balloon today, take him over to see, but it doesn't hurt, anyway, these things are not a secret to that kid, take him over, maybe he will bring some unexpected surprises to Datang when he arrives, not necessarily.

In his heart, Li Shimin, the Ming Jun, has always felt that in the matter of hot air balloons, Liu Yiyi's kid seems to have something hidden in his hand and has not taken it out......