The door knocked on it, but he didn't want to open it in response, Mu Yuanche sighed incomparably, this heart is too big, don't you close the door when you go out?

"Come on, I'll be a good guy and shut you down."

When Mu Yuanche grabbed the doorknob, he suddenly felt a little thirsty, and there happened to be a pot of tea on the table, so he was not polite, he poured himself a cup and drank it.

After drinking a cup and a half, he put the remaining half cup of tea on the table at will, closed the door and went to the front to find Mu Beichen.

Mu Yuanche went to inquire just now, and heard that other ladies had made some tricks in addition to playing alone, and originally wanted to give Rong Ruo a secret before the start of the competition, so that she didn't have to play the piano with a dead brain, and had a romantic atmosphere.

Since the person is not there, forget it.

As the first academy in the capital, Jixian Academy has a natural layout, paved with blue-gray stone slabs, and crosses and points to various courtyards, among which Yashan Hall is the widest.

The dark red four gates, usually open the middle two, but today they are all open, and the copper ring of the dragon head hangs, majestic and heavy.

Walking inside, you can see a large open space, now there are a lot of tables and chairs, the nobles in brocade clothes sit leisurely, laughing at each other, can not see whether they are happy or not, but the surface is harmonious.

The flowers and plants on both sides are thick, the osmanthus is fragrant, and the golden chrysanthemum is bright.

The most rare thing is a towering ginkgo biloba in the corner of the wall, which looks like it has been thousands of years, and the trees are full of golden yellow, so that the sun shines into pieces of shining golden leaves.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, the trees were full of rustling, and the fallen leaves fluttered and swirled, falling on the grass below, the green grass, the golden leaves, showing an extreme sense of beauty.

As everyone looked forward, there was a high platform out of thin air, supported by a thick wooden pole, one and a half people high, enough for the people in the audience to see clearly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked up at the same time, and saw a tall and handsome figure walking first, accompanied by a group of entourage.

People's eyes only stayed on the figure in front of them, the cold face was expressionless, and the cyan prince robe was worn on his body with an indescribable handsome and honorable appearance, and there was a fierce aura that people couldn't force to look at when they walked.

"King Jing is getting better and better." Someone sighed.

"Boys and girls." There are also old officials who are a little older and disdainful, but he still thinks that the prince's generous and benevolent appearance is more emperoral.

"Old Yuan, what you said is not right, King Jing's appearance is deeply loved by the little girl, and my little girl thinks about it every day, hahaha~"

"Actually, if you want to talk about the ability of means, King Jing is no worse than King Duan, haven't you heard, in a short period of time, the Praetorian Guard has changed a lot in the jurisdiction of King Jing."

"Hmph, my distant cousin was originally a deputy staff general, and he has been dismissed."

"Huh~ It seems that King Jing is trying to reorganize."

A few people bit their ears and chatted a few words, and someone lowered their voices and said to Yuan Lao: "Look at King Duan and the crown prince, will they appear today?" ”

The news that Duanwang was lifted from confinement has spread all over the government and the opposition, originally Concubine Hui had an accident, and thought that the saint would cancel the safflower painting competition, but everyone thinks about it, no matter how Concubine Hui died, she was also the one who murdered the prince, and it is estimated that the imperial tomb will not be able to enter, that is, it is a hasty burial.

Yuan Lao narrowed his eyes for a while, and snorted coldly: "King Duan has a good mother." ”

"Alas......" the man sighed in a low voice: "Originally, I thought that King Duan had an accident, and the prince would have one less opponent. ”

……

Mu Beichen looked around, seemed to look at everyone, and no one seemed to pay attention to him, he took the lead in sitting on the main seat, and the other accompanying officials sat down one by one.

Mu Beichen tilted his head slightly, although his expression was cold, but there was a rare touch of respect in his eyes, and he said to Fang Qian next to him: "Dean, let's start." ”

The old dean is not a person who likes to talk a lot, and he appreciates Mu Beichen's straight to the point.

In previous years, whether it was an official or a prince who presided over the overall situation, he always liked to make a lot of nonsense, as if he couldn't start without saying a good time, so Fang Zhanshu was very disapproving.

When Mu Beichen was young, he also had to be Professor Fang Zhanshu, he and Yan Hui and Chu Feng and others were not lightly repaired by Fang Zhanshu, this old man is very stubborn, no matter what your identity is, no one will pay for it, just do what you want.

Speaking of which, the worst thing was Chu Feng, and later in order to rectify the old man, he put a **** taste in the wine he often drank.

If you want to say this kind of thing, Chu Feng can do it, and he is still righteous, saying that the old man is not serious every day, and I will let him not be serious.

Not only was he drugged, but in the end, he also put the old man in Chunlan Courtyard, let's talk about it, is this what people do.

Later, the old man didn't know how to solve the medicine, anyway, he ran to them to settle accounts with him in a wet body, of course Chu Feng didn't admit it, so the people of the entire academy accompanied Chu Feng to be punished.

That time, I was impressed.

Mu Beichen respects Fang Zhanshu, he is a rare person who is dedicated to studying, he doesn't care about any fame and fortune, every student is treated equally, and he does not despise you because you are a prince, or your father's official position is low, he values personal talent more.

Liu Siyi entered the venue, just saw King Jing and his party opposite, she was frozen at the moment, her obsessive eyes were placed on the tall and tall figure, that person moved step by step is style, like this autumn water waves, silently in her heart to melt peach blossoms.

It wasn't until a group of people walked in and sat down that she couldn't see it, she withdrew her reluctant gaze and carried her chess eyebrows into a pergola.

This pergola is on the side of the high platform, some distance from the people below. It was specially prepared for these girls who were ready to play, and the pergola was covered with sharman, and only the figure could be faintly seen, but the appearance could not be seen clearly.

When Liu Siyi entered, several acquaintances came over to say hello, and she responded one by one, inevitably complimenting each other for being modest.

When she sat down, she found that Sun Jingyu was not there, thinking that she should have been waiting in the past, and Sun Jingyu was the first to appear.

"Siyi, you're the finale, right?" Zheng Jiaren played with her bright red nails, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"No, I'm the last one." Liu Siyi smiled slightly, his usual gentle voice.

"Oh, I almost forgot, a princess Jing came in the middle." Zheng Jiaren covered her mouth and laughed, and her laughter was as soft as a yellow warbler's singing valley.

Liu Siyi smiled and stopped talking, she had a feeling that since the last time she met Rong Ruo in the palace, Zheng Jiaren seemed to have changed a little, but Liu Siyi is also a thoughtful person, as long as everyone is still harmonious on the surface, she will never make enemies.

"Eh, speaking of which, have any of you ever seen King Jing's fiancée?" A young lady heard Zheng Jiaren's words and asked aloud.

Everyone said no, Zheng Jiaren lowered her head and fiddled with the jade bracelet, this time she didn't make a sound, and Liu Siyi looked ahead and didn't speak.

"I heard that the daughter of the richest man in a small county town, you say, how did King Jing take a fancy to her?" The door is not the right one.

"Who knows, but I'm sure she'll never get into the palace."

……

In the midst of the chatter, a soft voice whispered: "I'll know when we see you later, it's not good to speculate behind people's backs right now." ”

Following the prestige of the past, the soft and weak woman, wearing a blue water skirt, embroidered with light blue butterflies with wings ready to fly at the corners of the skirt, covered with a layer of white light yarn, silky ink-colored hair floating around the waist at will, slender figure, brute waist to win weak, even more beautiful.

"Qinzhu, everyone is joking, you don't have to be so serious." A young lady next to him played haha.

Zhou Qinzhu picked up the tea and drank the water, and ignored it, her clear and white face often gave people a sense of weakness.

The young lady snorted, but she was the granddaughter of the servant, so what was the big deal.

"Si Yi has seen King Jing's quasi-princess, if you want to know, you can ask her." Zheng Jiaren's red lips opened, provoking thousands of styles.

Everyone looked at each other with anticipation in their eyes.

Liu Siyi smiled gently: "Jingyu has appeared, let's watch the game." ”

Rong Ruo and Banxia went around in a circle, and unexpectedly got lost.

The road to this academy is not complicated, and she doesn't know how she could go in the wrong direction, and more importantly, even Banxia admits her mistake.

"Miss, do you recognize the way?"

Rong Ruotian: "Can't you remember something useful?" "In other respects, the head is the way, telling her to recognize the way, pretending to be stupid, I really don't know what use she wants this maid!

Banxia's face was full of grievances: "Miss, don't blame me, they all say that if there is a master, there must be a servant." ”

Rong Ruo was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood, snorted, and turned left without thinking.

"Miss, I just walked over here." Banxia was busy carrying it.

Rong Ruo grinned: "Really? "It's all these people's fault, the houses are almost all built.

Banxia pushed the guqin up and decided to support herself: "Miss, why don't I lead the way!" ”

"You're Miss, I'm Miss?" Rong Ruo squinted at her, "Keep up!" ”

Banxia pointed at each other's fingers, and roared with grief in his heart.

But you're a road idiot, you can't be a little conscious!

After a stick of incense

Exhausted and dizzy, Rong Ruo came to the competition venue and happened to hear the gongs and drums beating three times.

Banxia's face was red, her eyes were very bright, her expression was excited, and her face was full of praise for me, praise me quickly.

Rong Ruo calmly straightened her head and said lightly: "The game is on!" ”

The sound of the piano is like the percussion of spring water, smooth and pleasant, the jade fingers of the woman in green are plucked on the guqin, beautiful and graceful, and then, the tactful and somewhat mournful singing voice slowly flows out:

Red crisp hands. Huang Teng wine. The city is full of spring palace wall willows.

The east wind is evil. Affection is thin. A melancholy, a few years away.

Wrong, wrong, wrong. Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin.

Tear stains are red and silky. Peach blossoms fall. Idle Pond Pavilion.

Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Momomo.

……

The singing voice is clear, the piano sound is soft, and they complement each other.

Sun Jingyu's piano performance is not the best, but with her natural and crisp voice, as well as the sorrow that appears faintly on her pure and elegant face, it is unusually perfect to blend together, and everyone in the audience is unconsciously attracted, as if they are intoxicated, and their hearts are also attracted by her long words of grief and grievance.

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