In the main hall, it was extremely quiet.

With the crisp sound of the piano, a faint melody began to echo in everyone's ears.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

The strings beat, and the sound of the piano being played is like dripping water.

The melody is sometimes thick, sometimes soft, sometimes crisp, sometimes turbulent.

The transition between melodies is not flawed at all. One after another, the aftermath lingers, which really gives people a feeling of lingering around the beam for three days without dispersing.

In the main hall, everyone was silent in the melody of the piano. The roundabout is so beautiful that everyone can't bear to interrupt.

When the sound of the piano came to an end and slowly stopped, everyone had a feeling of unfinishedness.

Everyone present in the main hall, including Tu Gang and the others, who were still worried about state affairs just now, all fell silent, and no one continued to speak. Everyone sat there silently, as if their spirits were still floating outside their bodies.

After listening to the sound of the piano, Hao Yunzheng also fell silent. However, his silence is different from others.

Others heard the hidden deep feelings in the music, which was a kind of cheerful and joyful, but continuous feelings. Therefore, everyone indulged in the joy and sweetness of that feeling.

As for Hao Yunzheng, he remembered a person. A woman who once missed a man, but didn't know when she was hurt by love and tired by love.

I remember that when the woman composed this song, she fell in love with a man. The man was a showman.

Hao Yunzheng only knows the beginning and end of this relationship, but he doesn't know what happened in it. Anyway, the beginning of the relationship, just like the song just now, makes people's hearts happy and sweet. However, the ending of the relationship is tragic, which makes it painful and difficult to look back on for a lifetime.

As time passed slowly, a crisp applause rang out, but it was the young Hao Qingxuan who was the first to react.

Afterwards, everyone couldn't help but applaud. Of the people present, only two people sat in place in a daze, silent for a long time.

Hao Yun Zheng and Jiuhuang both showed a deep groan, and they were not awakened by the applause of everyone.

Hao Yunzheng recalled that woman. As for Jiuhuang, he faintly felt that a strange picture seemed to appear in his mind. So familiar, so kind. But I can't see it clearly.

This sudden feeling has been coming up a lot lately. Especially after waking up today, there are countless pictures that always flash in my mind.

She didn't understand why, but every time she flashed through the images, she couldn't help but want to reach out and grab it.

At this time, although the picture in her mind was not clear, she faintly felt as if she was in a certain place, she was stroking the qin, and a man was sitting behind her, holding her jade hand, gently sliding on the strings.

When everyone's applause stopped, Hao Yunzheng finally reacted, sighed slightly, but did not speak.

"Father-in-law, how is it, Sister Liu Yunya's playing is so good! Even you listened in a daze, you knew at a glance that you would definitely lose, do you still want to compete?" At this time, Hao Qingxuan, the little girl, began to sarcastically mock Hao Yunzheng again.

Hao Yunzheng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You little girl, am I your father or is she your father?"

When Liu Yunya on the side heard this, she also covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, you are wrong about this." Although I have achieved some success in studying music and rhythm for many years, I dare not say that I am more powerful than Your Highness! Your Highness, you say yes, right?"

Hao Yunzheng smiled faintly, sighed, and said, "Hey...... Speaking of which, I was really fascinated just now. But more because of this tune. The person who originally created this song, when he created it, fell in love with a showman, so the joy and sweetness in this song are very comfortable. Whenever this song sounds, it gives people the feeling of falling into a gentle country. ”

Saying that, Haoyun Zheng paused and said: "It's a pity that when I first wrote this song, I was still there." However, when the dream of this song was shattered, I was in a foreign land. When I returned, I only knew that the feelings behind this piece were shattered, and it became a bleak and euphemistic story. And the person who created this song broke off her lovesickness and tears, and since then, her song has been full of coldness, from the comfort of the past, to a murderous weapon. ”

Hearing Hao Yunzheng's exclamation, everyone was slightly stunned.

And Jiuhuang, when Hao Yunzheng's last word fell, his delicate body trembled slightly, his face was pale, he came back to his senses and looked at Hao Yunzheng.

Similarly, at this time, Liu Yunya's face was also slightly pale, and there was a bad feeling in her eyes. I thought to myself: "Third Brother Ye, I played this song for you in person, don't you understand the meaning? Why do you tell this story, what do you mean?"

And the city lord Liu Yuan, who was sitting on Hao Yunzheng's left side, also saw the change in his daughter at this time, and a trace of sigh flashed on his face, thinking: "Daughter, do you see? You have waited for him for so many years, but he doesn't have you in his heart?

Hao Yunzheng looked up at Liu Yunya, shook his head slightly, and said: "Miss Liu, this song is called Xiyue, and the name of the song was taken by that Xiucai at the beginning. The moon represents the creator of the song, and the meaning of the title of the song is to cherish this person. And after this song, there is another one, which is also related to this relationship, called Crippled. Hongu has seen this score before, can you listen to it? ”

When Hao Yunzheng said this, Liu Yunya's face was even more ugly, and she said in her heart: "Third Brother Ye, are you forgetting the covenant of the year, or are you going to ruin the covenant of the year?"

Thinking about it, Liu Yunya raised her hand and smiled reluctantly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, no need." I played this song today, just to add to the fun, but I didn't expect that there is such an entanglement behind this song!"

Hearing this, Hao Yunzheng also closed his eyes. Sigh slightly.

Hao Yunzheng is not a stupid person, almost when Liu Yunya played this song, he already understood Liu Yunya's intentions.

Liu Yunya is now twenty-five or sixteen years old, right? According to reason, she should have been married a long time ago. But he has been in the boudoir for so many years.

Such a beautiful, gentle and elegant woman could not be because she couldn't get married.

And now she is not married, and she is still in the boudoir, there is only one possibility, that is, she already has someone in her heart, and she has been waiting for that person for so many years.

At this time, she played this song in front of Hao Yunzheng, and the affection in the song was lingering, and anyone could hear it. That relationship is not fake. And Haoyun Zheng is even more reminiscent of the promise he made when he was a child. I knew what Liu Yunya was thinking for the first time.

But Hao Yunzheng didn't want to give Liu Yunya any hope. When I was a child, I made a promise, and it was because I was not sensible. At most, it's just a joke, and you can't take it seriously. He didn't want to hurt Liu Yunya, so without waiting for Liu Yunya to fully express it, he wanted to give Liu Yunya a remnant, and the meaning was already obvious.

"Okay, don't spoil everyone's interest. In this way, here today, the main palace will play a song of Zizhuyuan for everyone!"

Finally, Haoyun Zheng changed his words and smiled at everyone. After speaking, he chose a lyre on top of the many instruments in front of him. The sound of the starting hand sounded, and then the aftermath was entwined, leading everyone into a kind of artistic conception.

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In the quiet purple bamboo forest, in the purple bamboo garden, the beautiful scenery after the rain, the rainbow appears in the sky, and it seems that even the clouds have become colorful.

Raindrops fall on the purple bamboo, forming a crisp dripping sound, which is extremely pleasant, and listening carefully seems to calm the nerves.

In this way, everyone fell into the artistic conception of the song.

Hao Yunzheng sat up straight, and the ten fingers of his hands kept beating on the strings. At this time, Hao Yunzheng is no longer a decisive general on the battlefield. He is no longer the king of the court.

He was once again back to the ordinary teenager he had been at home before. When he played the guqin, his attentive expression attracted people's souls.

Jiuhuang, who was on the side, watched him, and a confused look appeared in his eyes. The picture in my mind seems to be clearer.

This is not because of the sound of the piano, but because of the posture of Haoyunzheng playing the guqin.

Like, in that ancient memory, under the cliff, next to the rags. A man concentrates on playing music for a woman.

"Volt ...... Xi ......" voice trembled slightly, Jiuhuang said these two words, and his face was even more confused.

"Knock ......" The sound of the piano suddenly tightened, and then stopped.

Everyone's hearts trembled, their faces changed, and they all looked at Haoyunzheng. But Hao Yunzheng looked at Jiuhuang.

"Fuxi, Xuanyuan!" Hao Yunzheng's heart couldn't help but chant these two names, two names that have been passed down through the ages. It is also the two names that Jiuhuang has recited since he woke up today.

After just a pause, Hao Yunzheng lowered his head again and continued the piano music just now.

Everyone didn't know why, but soon they fell silent again into the mood of the music.

The beautiful purple bamboo forest, the rain and dew dripping, the crisp sound, touching people's hearts, leading people to sleep.

However, all of a sudden, everyone only felt that countless purple bamboos broke in an instant, as if a blade had slashed through. A killing intent directly enveloped everyone's hearts.

Almost at the same time, everyone's bodies shook, and when they came out of the artistic conception, they saw dozens of black shadows entering the main hall. And Hao Yunzheng's eyes flickered, his ten fingers on the guqin kept beating, and one after another sound blades kept flying out, killing towards the dozens of black shadows.

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(Tianjin)