In the Fanglin Garden, where Princess Xuanhua held a poetry meeting, there is a natural pool, called Lingzhi Pond, and a canal was artificially dug along the Lingzhi Pond to hold a spring festival and poetry meeting.

Most of the guests have arrived, most of them are the sons and ladies of the family in Luoyang City, as well as a few young princes, only to see everyone sitting on the ground, all kinds of wooden wine glasses with support at the bottom, and vegetable bowls containing all kinds of exquisite food, floating in the water and going down the river.

The guests laughed and laughed, and it was rare to have such an opportunity for the ladies in the boudoir to come out and sit with the male guests, especially the unmarried princes, all of whom were like male peacocks in estrus, or boasting about themselves, or flattering each other, or talking and showing, or taking and drinking.

And these young ladies, all of whom are carefully dressed up, not only want to attract attention, but also are afraid of losing their identity, occasionally cover their mouths and smile, and from time to time they are affectionate.

The palace people wore it all over the place, or waited to serve upstream, or bowed their heads and bowed their waists to convey their accents.

Princess Xuanhua has not yet arrived, and everyone saw that King Langya and Jia Mi were coming, and from time to time someone stood up and came over to greet and flatter.

"Princess Xuanhua has arrived!" ”

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl dressed in a gorgeous costume walked up, followed by two handsome palace maids of fifteen or sixteen.

Everyone stood up and congratulated in unison: "Meet the princess, and wish Her Royal Highness the princess a long and happy life." ”

I saw Princess Xuanhua, pink dress, snail bun incense, a little powder, although her appearance is not pretty, but she is very kind between her gestures, but this princess is a little thin, and she has a deficiency at a glance.

"No courtesy, you don't have to be formal, today is a spring festival, poetry, wine, singing and dancing are happy together."

Princess Xuanhua said with a smile, with a little childishness in her speech.

Accompanied by the sheng flute and piano, the festival drum and string music, I saw a group of palace maiko wearing red light sara skirts, with a happy face, curling Tingting, from the blooming peony flower garden, jade hands and clouds, dancing in harmony, very graceful.

At this time, Jia Mi said: "There are songs and dances, and there should be songs, today the princess specially invited Miss Yi Xue, I don't know what song Miss Yi Xue prepared for the princess?" ”

Yi Xue got up and saluted Princess Xuanhua, looking at Princess Xuanhua in front of her, she couldn't help but think of the time she entered the palace with her mother, it was also this Fanglin Garden, a lovely little girl of four or five years old, lightly caught the butterfly, and cautiously said to the little palace maid beside her: "Don't be too loud, it will scare Fluttershy." ”

Xuanhua saw that Yi Xue's mind did not belong, and thought that Yi Xue couldn't let go because she was a little restrained because she was entering the palace for the first time, so Gege smiled: "I know you, your name is Mu Yixue, and you play the piano very well, so I specially invite you to come, you are so beautiful." ”

Yi Xue hurriedly withdrew her slightly wandering expression, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "The princess has praised it falsely, and the folk girl will first present a song "The Song of the Deer", wishing the princess to be as constant as the moon and rise as the sun." ”

At this time, the piano has been arranged, Yi Xuerou pulled her fingers, concentrating on it, under the backdrop of the peony in the garden, it is even more beautiful, and the song "Deer Singing" is played beautifully, and it is appropriate to be gentle, so that the guests are fascinated by it, Jia Mi is even more staring at Yi Xue, and is reluctant to leave for a moment.

After a song, Xuanhua said happily: "No wonder they all say that Miss Yi Xue is the best pianist in the capital, and today is really extraordinary." ”

"Miss Yixue, let's do another song!" Princess Xuanhua's face was cute.

At this moment, I only heard a sound of "The queen has arrived", Dong Meng hugged Jia Hou and came slowly.

Everyone bowed to the ground and said, "See the queen mother, the queen mother Jin'an!" ”

Jia Hou smiled: "Let's all get up." ”

"Xie Niangniang!"

"Today is Xuanhua's birthday, and the palace is also here to join in the fun, you continue, don't be restrained."

After speaking, he looked around at everyone, and then saw Yi Xue standing by the piano, and asked with a smile: "Xuanhua, the queen mother just heard someone playing the piano, which is very vivid, but this violinist?" ”

"Queen Mother, this is Miss Yi Xue, her piano skills are really good, I just wanted her to play another song."

"Oh? It seems that this palace is here at the right time, so please ask Miss Yi Xue to continue! ”

"Yes, sis!"

After Yi Xue saw Jia, her heart inevitably fluctuated, only to see her sit back by the piano, exhale lightly, calm down, make up her mind, and slowly raise her hand.

Slow business to open the fingers, delicate and soft, at the beginning like a quiet pastime, but with a trace of tragedy, and then gradually have their own a sense of slaughter, and then the sound of the piano is loud, but also angry to the crown, generous fighting.....

After Yi Xue finished playing, no one spoke for a long time.......

And Jia Nanfeng listened and looked at Yi Xue: Although this woman has grown up compared to the little girl back then, her eyebrows and eyes are the same as Yang Xi's wife Liu, could it be that this woman is really the little daughter of the Yang family?

Listening to the music played again, it was passionate and generous, and people couldn't help but be in awe, although Jia Hou didn't understand the rhythm, but he also noticed the difference in this song.

Jia Nanfeng's face began to become complicated.

"What kind of song is this? It's exciting. Xuanhua's question broke the silence.

Jia Nanfeng's changes were seen by Murong Jia, and he stood up and walked over, and said with an unrestrained look: "Miss Yi Xue has to be passed down by a foreign master, there is a mysterious ancient score, which is full of lost tunes, how about we make a bet?" ”

"What bet?" Murong Jia's words aroused the interest of Xuanhua and the guests.

"If anyone knows this song, this prince will dance a hu dance to congratulate Princess Xuanhua on her birthday, if no one knows........." Murong Jia deliberately bought a pass.

"No one knows what to do?" Xuanhua's eyes flickered.

"If no one knows, ask the princess to give Miss Yi Xue a grace."

"Good! That's it. Princess Xuanhua's face was bright.

When everyone heard that they had the opportunity to see Prince Murong's Donghu dance, they were all full of interest, and they searched hard for their memories:

"Yes, such a wonderful song, I have never heard it, what kind of song is this?"

"Can you guess what it is?" Xuanhua was a little anxious, she didn't want the dignified literati of the Jin Kingdom to be stumped by a tune.

After a while, I saw Lu Ji suddenly slap his thigh and exclaimed: "This song, this song is actually .......?" ”

Lu Ji wanted to say "Nie Zheng Assassination Han Puppet Song", a famous song, but suddenly thought that this song originated because of Nie Zheng's assassination of Han Xiang, because Ji Kang was punished and peerless, today is the birthday banquet of Princess Xuanhua, if he says so, he is afraid that he will make Empress Jia unhappy, and even make Miss Yi Xue get into trouble, so he hesitated.

"I'm afraid this song is "Guangling San"!" Lu Ji changed his words.

"Master Lu, have you heard of it?" Jia Hou asked.

"Hui Niangniang, even if it is lost, I have never heard it in the next, but according to the rhythm of this song, I suddenly thought that only the spirit of "Guangling San" can be worthy of Miss Yi Xue's piano skills, so I made this judgment."

"Bachelor Lu is really talented and erudite, and this song is indeed "Guangling San"." Yi Xue affirmed.

"What kind of song is "Guangling San", I haven't heard it." Everyone couldn't help but eavesdrop on the people around them.

Although Lu Yun knew this song, he understood what it meant when he saw Lu Ji change his words, so he was silent, while Sima Jingwen and Murong Jia cast approving glances at Lu Ji.

Empress Jia looked reluctant to sweep everyone, and asked with a smile: "Miss Yi Xue is so talented, even the musicians in the palace are not as good as her, there are such wonderful people in the people, and you can often come to the palace to walk around in the future." ”

"The folk girl Mu Yixue thanked her mother!"

With a strange smile on her face, she asked in an elusive tone:

"I don't know who Miss Yi Xue is?"

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