The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

Inside the tent, the candlelight flickered gently, reflecting two changing figures, far apart one moment, but meeting together the next, as if frightened, and as if shy.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the jade is more enchanting, Cai Yan's temperament is a little cold, usually gives people the feeling of elegance and quietness, beauty is beautiful, but it is a little less charming, which makes it difficult for people to be close, but to look at it and respect it, and dare not blaspheme.

However, under the candlelight, the cold jade face was slightly hazy, and the curved skirt that was originally a little loose also seemed to be delicate, and the red dark clothes reflected the slender snow-white neck, which was elegant and had a little more sexy taste.

Wang Yu was very satisfied with most things in the Han Dynasty, except that he did not like to sit. For people who are not used to it, kneeling is a very torturous posture. Despite Wang Yu's extraordinary endurance, he still prefers to sit less to meet people.

But at this moment, he didn't have the slightest heart to dwell on this, and there was only one thing that bothered him, and that was what topic to talk about.

"The wind, it seems to be a bit ......" As soon as the words came out, Wang Yu felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't wait to go back and rub himself, isn't this nonsense.

However, apart from nonsense, he really doesn't know what to say?

Is it to attack the Tiger Pass, or to intrigue with the princes, or to plot against Gongsun Zhan? It's a little interesting to talk to Jia Fatzi about these things, and I used them to say to my sister, it's purely a bad scenery.

Sister Cai is interested in those things, but she doesn't understand. The rhythm is definitely not good, but you can copy a few poems, but the Han Dynasty paid limited attention to poetry, even if it was really like the Tang and Song dynasties.

Kong Rong's words are still in her ears during the day, Sister Cai's talent may not be much worse than Kong Rong's, if she wants to discuss it in depth, she will be blind.

"Brother Wang, I heard that you read a poem in the Chinese military tent today, which seems to have the meaning of parting encouragement, right?" The beautiful woman's soft words, with a bit of the taste of water town, sounded very pleasant in the quiet night, but Wang Yu's head was a little sweaty.

I'm really afraid of something, I just want to enhance my tone and make a deeper impression, so I dropped my schoolbag, how did retribution come so quickly?

Wang Yu could smile at Qianfu and look at the army coldly, however, under the gaze of those eyes as clear as autumn water, he felt a lot of pressure.

Fortunately...... Brother had prepared in advance, otherwise it would really be embarrassing.

"The last time I separated from my sister-in-law was too hasty, I didn't have time to see him off for a while, and Yu always felt sorry in his heart. On the way to the sour dates, recalling the feelings of farewell that day, a song suddenly appeared in my mind......"

"Oh?"

A hint of brightness flashed in Cai Yan's beautiful eyes, and there was a bit of joy in her tone, "Is it the same as last time?" Although the song of the Wang brother's brother is not in tune with the rhythm, but the artistic conception is good, the last song is more and more heroic, and it is rare that there is a bit of lingering and tactful meaning, no wonder the original song is called Farewell My Concubine...... Isn't this song a parting feeling? ”

"Exactly, Title: Farewell ......"

Compared with copying poems, copying tunes is more stressful, and if you listen to a real Confucian, you may be scorned, but Cai Meinu does not refuse to come. It doesn't matter if it's out of tune, it doesn't matter if it's out of tune, as long as the mood is good and it can trigger inspiration. After listening to it, she will correct it by herself to make it a piece that suits the music style of the era.

Otherwise, how can it be a god of music?

It is precisely because of Cai Yan's ability that Wang Yu is already thinking about whether to make a few military music. For motivating it and enhancing cohesion, military music has a very positive effect, but it may be difficult for military songs in later generations to resonate, copying ancient poems can be considered, anyway, all that is needed is artistic conception......

However, in this way, the problem returned to the original point, and Wang Yu had a little headache.

"The grass is green, the flute is long, the sun is setting, and the long pavilion sends the evening ......"

In fact, Wang Yu's humming tune was a bit out of tune, but Cai Yan still realized the artistic conception in the original song, only to see her starry eyes half-closed, her pretty face was full of leisurely and fascination, and her focused appearance made Wang Yu feel intoxicated for a while.

"A good farewell, brother of the Wang family, your talent in music may still be above the little sister." The main theme of the tune was very short, and it ended quickly, Cai Yan opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes sparkled, and the candle flame was a little brighter.

Wang Yu is embarrassed, it is really difficult to say which music of later generations is higher or lower than that of the Han Dynasty, but art always has something in common.

"It's good if the girl likes it, because I think of you on the road, and it's a blessing to the soul for a while, so there is this song, speaking of which, this song has a copy of the girl......"

Although he has paid attention to it, Wang Yu's words are still a little too straightforward, fortunately, it is now the Han Dynasty, not the Southern Song and Ming dynasties, which were strict in etiquette, and women are not subject to so many constraints. And the two of them have a marriage contract, which is not too abrupt.

"Hmm." Cai Yan lowered his head and answered in a low voice, from the bright red on the snow-white neck, Wang Yu glimpsed a little bit of his daughter's heart, and the atmosphere in the tent also had a bit of ambiguous taste.

After being silent for a long time, Cai Yan raised his head again and asked softly, "Does the elder brother of the Wang family know that his father is going to Luoyang?" ”

"Yes."

Cai Yan said quietly: "My father is upright and doesn't know how to be flexible, so he angered the first emperor that day and almost ...... If there is chaos today, Luoyang City is the place to rush, if my father rushes there, the future is unpredictable...... Even if Luoyang City is fine, the powerful people in the city may not have a good face for their father, and the little sister is very worried. ”

Wang Yu's heart is bright, he has passed the last hurdle, has been recognized, and has officially become Sister Cai's dependence.

This woman Bingxue is smart and has a clear understanding of the current situation and her own situation, so she tactfully made a request, wanting her to try to prevent Cai Yong from entering Beijing.

However, what the father said was also very clear, because of concern for Cai Yan, Cai Yong was still a little hesitant, but once the relationship between the two parties was finalized, the old man would have no worries, and he would go to Luoyang without hesitation.

If you want to stop him, it's useless to rely on the other party's favor, you have to have something practical to help the old man's obsession with cultivating history.

"Rest assured, sister, I have heard my father talk about this, and I have drawn up a plan, and I can assist in implementing it when the time comes. Until then, we have to find a way to delay my uncle's trip. This matter is not difficult, well, tomorrow I will lead the army westward to attack the Tiger Pass, and then the war will be chaotic, and the sister can persuade her to hold her uncle for the time being......"

"So, what if my father wants to take a detour, or if the war is over?"

"If I win, something will happen in Luoyang, and when the time comes, even if my uncle wants to go, he won't be able to go." When it came to the conquest, Wang Yu found his state at once, and said domineeringly: "Hu Zhen, Hua Xiong, but the second mangfuer, my sister can rest assured, my brother will be captured, and when the time is triumphant, I will officially propose to my uncle and marry you." ”

After saying it in one breath, Wang Yu felt very happy.

That's it, so what is the mother-in-law doing? Since you like it, you will marry it directly, and it is not too late to marry and enjoy it slowly when you go home, why put flowers outside, so that those toads who don't know whether they are alive or dead covet it?

Compared with Wang Yu's domineering appearance, Cai Yan bowed his head and remained silent, and the red glow on his face became more and more heavy.

Wang Yu was not in a hurry, he sat as firmly as Mount Tai, waiting for a reply.

For a long time, Luo sleeves moved slightly, a pair of Qianqian Su hands brushed the strings, an ancient rhyme spontaneously came out, the sound of the piano lingered and tactful, and there seemed to be an indescribable meaning contained in it.

The song is very beautiful, although Wang Yu doesn't understand the rhythm, he can also hear a bit of artistic conception, but he is a little dumbfounded. It is very elegant and romantic, but if the listener can only say that it is very good, it will be a bit of a bad scenery.

He won't, but he also knows that at this time, there should be an answer.

Zhen raised his head slightly, a smile flashed in his bright eyes, and then turned into a wisp of tenderness, which was gently tied to Wang Yu's heart. The next moment, the red lips opened lightly, and a beautiful singing voice sounded leisurely.

"The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his ......"

Phoenix?

Wang Yu doesn't understand the rhythm of music, nor does he understand the wording, but the wording of this phrase is not profound, and it is immediately clear when he hears it.

The answer is already obvious, the empathy of the beauty has also dispelled Wang Yu's troubles, and the next thing to do is to quietly enjoy this moving song and piano music, and feel the unique charm of Cai Wenji, who has been famous through the ages.

"The phoenix is from me, and I have to be the concubine forever.

Friendship and harmony, who knows each other in the middle and night?

The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow. ”

From this moment on, forever, this charm will never wither away, and from beginning to end, it will be exclusive to itself, what could be more intoxicating?

The melody of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty is really not just a battle for dominance on the battlefield.