Solidified by the arches and corners of the palace, the boxy blue sky is full of flower-like clouds. With the leisurely self-satisfaction of looking down on everything, on the bright yellow glazed palace tiles, casting a spot of light that is uncertain.

The emperor got up slowly, looked up into the distance, and the bottom of his deep eyes were also printed with colorful clear waves, as if dark and bright.

The sunlight through the cloud petals was one after another, flowing brightly on the ink-colored Jiaowei sycamore wood guqin, and on the snow-white silk strings.

"You, just play another song. The emperor, who had stood still for a long time, gradually calmed down his thoughts, and his posture standing against the bright sun was like a gloom that could not hold back the twilight of the four, and his voice trembled slowly when he heard it.

In an instant, the silkworm threads came to life, like a shadow, flowing between the slender hands of the noble people, trembling and jumping. Pity the fingertips, gently pick and wipe, weak and caressing, and the sound of the piano flows, and the sky is thorough.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look~

The spring breeze is blowing, Revlon~

If it weren't for the jade, see you on the mountain~

Will go to Yaotai, meet under the moon~"

The clear voice of the noble people chanted in a low voice, and the rhetorical verses and the distant and clear sound of the piano blended perfectly, smearing the air and lingering.

The Emperor closed his eyes again, immersed in them. Between breaths, I vaguely saw a beautiful picture of people and flowers intertwined, blurred and trance.

When you came, it was like a floating cloud, and when you left, it was like a floating cloud. Have we met in front of the Jade Mountain? Or have we met in front of the Yaotai? I think we have met in those places! Otherwise, why would we be familiar at first sight? Why would my heart be filled with the joy of a different world? Why do I think that I will definitely be able to find you?

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River~"

"I don't see you every day, drink the water of the Yangtze River~"

"When will this water stop, when will this hatred be~"

"I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love~"

Xin Guiren stroked the piano and continued to sing in a low voice, full of affection and deep meaning between words.

The emperor still had his eyes closed, but his heart was shocked, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. Gonggong Qin hurriedly waved his hand when he saw what he said.

Xin Guiren was startled, and immediately stopped, and the sound of the piano slowly dissipated. In an instant, the room was silent.

Even though I am the Son of Heaven, I also believe that you and I must have drunk the same river...... The river is long, and the lovesickness is endless!

"Feel free, unify the six palaces, and promote the concubines of the noble people. In addition, reward her for playing the Yaoqin very well. The emperor still closed his eyes, and his voice was soft, "Concubine Xin, you can come back tomorrow to play." ”

When Xin Guiren heard this, his eyes fell vertically on the Yaoqin on his lap, and he was so surprised that he forgot about his gratitude.

"Your concubine Niangniang!noble concubine Niangniang?!" Father-in-law Qin should finish the emperor, turned his head and reminded Xin Guiren softly, "Thank you!"

"Thank you, Emperor Xie rewarded Yaoqin!" Xin Guiren immediately thanked him when he woke up, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"Do you like this Yaoqin, more than your position?" The emperor opened his eyes and saw Xin Guiren holding the Yaoqin with a look of joy like a treasure, and wondered slightly.

"The Yaoqin given by the emperor to the concubine, but the only surviving Guqin saint in the world of Linglun Immortal Officials - Streamer Shines Brightly!" Xin Guiren's slightly trembling voice was extremely delicate, holding the guqin, and bowed to the emperor in a standard manner, "Thank you to the emperor!"

The gentle breeze blows, through the hall into the hall, and pulls up the bright blue hairband on the side of the Xin Guiren's hair bun, Xin Guiren hangs his head slightly, smiles, and gracefully gives birth to the enchanting of the country and the city.

"Linglun Immortal Official?, Qianguqin Saint?" the emperor asked idly, looking down at Xin Guiren.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Hong Ya is the musician of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, and he created a twelve-tone rhythm. Xin Guiren's voice was clear and eloquent, "This Yaoqin has experienced a long time, and the fingertips of the fingers can feel the eternal aura. And the broken lines on the surface of this piano, such as plum blossom marks, are the traces of the passing years!"

"Your knowledge of the piano is exhaustive. This piano is indeed the saint of the piano - the shining sun. The emperor bowed his head approvingly, "Tell me what are the "four virtues" and what are the "nine virtues". ”

"Cang, loose, crisp, and slippery are the best materials of the Yaoqin, if there are four good materials, the pieces made of the piano are all fine products. Xin Guiren smiled strongly, looking at the emperor's eyes full of joy of knowing each other, bent eyebrows and big eyes are as beautiful as a perfume lily blooming to the extreme, the fragrance is overflowing, "nine virtues" is to say that the rhyme of Yaoqin, strange, ancient, transparent, moist, quiet, and round, even, clear, fragrant. If Yaoqin can collect this masterpiece, it will become a magnificent qin. In addition, after feeling the vicissitudes of life and precipitating the joys and sorrows of the player, it can be called the piano saint. ”

"Well said, rare. Whoever knows the sound, only asks the moon dew," the emperor raised his eyebrows, slightly unexpected, "At night, go to bed." ”

"Yes!" Xin Guiren's pretty face turned red for a moment, lowered his head, and replied in a low voice, full of shyness, his voice was as low as the undercurrent of Fuquan, and there was no crisp and clear when he was talking.

"Congratulations to your concubine Niangniang!" Gonggong Qin led the noble people out of the palace gate, and congratulated him in a low voice, "Niangniang's wisdom will definitely be able to come from behind!"

"Thank you father-in-law for his auspicious words!" Xin Guiren carefully held Gu Yaoqin's shining sun, and smiled with a subtle face, "If it weren't for the father-in-law to raise in front of the emperor, there would be no glory at this moment!

"Niangniang is polite!" Father-in-law Qin smiled contentedly, and his tone was soft, "My son, I talk about it every day, I like my sister's goodness, I say that I miss you!"

"I miss my quirky little cousin very much," Xin Guiren said with a pure smile on his face, and his tone was as close as family, "Fortunately, my father-in-law favored me, and my cousin was rescued by the imperial doctor, so he survived." Pity my aunt's family, on the way back to Beijing, they lost all their hands at the hands of bandits. ”

"Niangniang's Day mourns, life and death are providential," Father-in-law Qin's face was concerned, "It was a coincidence, I went out for a walk, and saw a few carriages overturned on the side of the road, and a whole circle of patrol officials around the city, tsk, the smell of blood rushed to my nose." Just as I was about to pat the horse away, Che'er let out a high-pitched cry, so loud that my brain jumped a few times. The officials talked a lot, saying that the child who was dead and covered in blood was still alive!"

"Speaking of which, that's Cousin Che, who should be his father-in-law!" Xin Guiren and Father-in-law Qin talked more casually, as if they were doing homely things in their own home, "So my uncle-in-law from the Shangjia family couldn't support it, so I rushed to the capital to let my father-in-law see it, and became a member of the official family! Cousin Che This is a great calamity, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future!