Lin Ying took Qiao Jing's lyre, held it in her hand and looked at it, pursed her lips, and said, "Willow wood is the face, Nanmu is the back, hum, the price is expensive!" He touched the strings again, and said angrily: "It turned out to be the gilded mulberry silk of the Yuling Tomb of Chu State, so it's not extravagant!" ”

Shu'er didn't know why Lin Ying suddenly had a little temper, she seemed to have never seen him look so disdainful, and couldn't help but whisper: "Xiaoying, play the piano and play the piano, what are you muttering?" ”

Lin Ying plucked the strings of the gilded mulberry silk vigorously, endured the inexplicable displeasure to the Qiao brothers, and asked Shu'er, "What do you want to hear?" ”

Before Shu'er could answer, Qiao Ling smiled and said, "Just listen to Chen Guo's well-known "Ballad of the Bright Moon"? Then he winked at Qiao Jing, as if to say, "Let's let everyone listen, is it him Chen Guo Su Ying who plays well, or you who plays well." Shu'er saw Qiao Ling's narrow thoughts, and glanced at him, but Qiao Jing looked at him in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile lightly. Shu'er couldn't see Qiao Jing's kind smile that melted the ice and snow and everything recovered, so she turned her head embarrassedly and said to Lin Ying with a little anger: "You can play anything good." ”

Lin Ying listened to it, swaggered to find a vacant seat between the flowers, proudly arranged the piano, closed her eyes and stroked the seven strings of the cool silk, and knew that the spacing of the seven strings of this piano was slightly different from the one she usually played, and the strings were softer and more moist. Although "The Ballad of the Bright Moon" is so simple that it does not show his outstanding piano skills, it is a warm sound, allowing him to familiarize himself with the feel of this piano first.

Lin Ying's mother Su Qinai was the most talented girl who knew how to play the piano among the four beauties of Chen Guo that year. When she arrived in the Chu State, she inadvertently stroked the piano on the wall in the Linjiang Restaurant, which made the Shengwang Lin Lang, who was tasting wine in the restaurant, fascinated, regardless of the opposition of her father and mother, and the ridicule of the other six kings of the Seven Kings of Chu, she insisted on marrying a Qinniang who made wine on the roadside of the Linjiang River back to the Yuling Mansion as a concubine, and since then she has been favored alone, and the Shengwang has only one son, Lin Ying.

Lin Ying's piano skills were all taught by her mother Su Qin. He was quite gifted and had a talent for remembering, he could fluently play extremely advanced tunes at the age of three, and when he left Chu at the age of five, he had already learned half of the music scores that Su Qin had practiced all his life. Up to now, I'm afraid that down to the Kyushu piano score, up to the ancient rhyme of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Lin Ying has no tunes that have not been played.

His fingertips lingered flexibly, and he played the "moonrise and brightness, and the moon shadow was faint" like broken glass, sprinkled all over the jade steps, and played "bright eyes, clever smiles" delicately blurred, and his heartstrings trembled. His hand has become warmer, and he has changed this simple score to a complex one, and it has changed for a while, like a bright moon, time has been chaotic, and a hundred years of past and a hundred years of lovesickness have unfolded.

Shu'er held her cheeks and smiled at Lin Ying, who was intoxicated by the sound of the piano, and felt that the so-called public show off her skills was nothing more than that. At the peak of the peerless peak, she competed with the masters of the ten sects and eight sects, and she was not as majestic as Lin Ying playing the piano and showing off her skills in front of businessmen from all over the world today. Except for Chen Guo, the "Mr. Su Ying" who has both piano and painting, I am afraid that no one in Kyushu will dare to play a quiet song "The Ballad of the Bright Moon" to the sky and the earth, but it does not lose its clear nature in the glitz.

After a song, Lin Ying stood up with satisfaction amid the applause of all the merchants, winked at Shu'er, and provoked Qiao Jing: "Brother Qiao, your piano is really good, but I don't know, what are the skills of the pianoist?" ”

Qiao Jing got up and praised: "Mr. Su really deserves his reputation, Qiao has learned it." ”

Lin Ying made a "please" gesture and motioned for Qiao Jing to also go to the elegant position he had chosen to play a song for the guests.

Qiao Ling glared at Lin Ying, but Lin Ying pretended to ignore it, walked back to Shu'er and sat down with a smile, leaving the piano under the flower, as if waiting for Qiao Jing to play.

Qiao Ling whispered to Qiao Jing: "My cousin's status is precious, how can he entertain people with the piano?" ”

Qiao Jing patted Qiao Ling on the shoulder and said, "It's okay." So he calmly walked to his lyre, sat under the flowers, and his awe-inspiring and cold expression reflected the flowers too delicate and the earthly world too superficial.

He lowered his eyes and played, playing the same song "Ballad of the Bright Moon".

However, his tone is sluggish, and his fingering seems to be less flexible than Lin's. People who don't understand the rhythm of music are a little sleepy when they hear it, and they can't help yawning, but the people who know a little about the rhythm of music during the banquet close their eyes and taste it carefully, feeling that although the son of the Qiao family of Song Guo does not compete with Mr. Chen Guosu head-on with the speed of the technique, and honestly plays the original score, but he sees the curiosity in the plainness.

He will "look at the clouds from a distance of thousands of miles", playing with impermanence and heavy sorrow, as if a person who has cultivated for thousands of years wants to soar to become an immortal, but he has always been bound to the ground by thousands of floating chains. He played "Yesterday in a trance, like a dream" into sadness and alienation, or as if sighing, or as if whispering indignantly, which made people's hearts ache to hear, and the fallen flowers were chaotic into tears of separation.

Shu'er looked at the person who played the piano with the flowers, and with the sound of his piano, his thoughts gradually flew back to his distant childhood......

At that time, her surname was Liu, which was the surname of the Song royal family. Even if her mother is a grounded palace concubine, even if her father has died on the battlefield, her name is Liu Shu, she is the only princess of the Song Kingdom, and Liu Jing, the king of the Song Dynasty, cherishes and cares for her sister the most, and no one dares to disrespect her. Until that night, the sky was full of stars, and it was an ordinary day to count the stars and chat with my brother on the star-picking platform, but I overheard the palace people talking about it offstage:

"I heard that the little girl was born unknown...... On the day she was born, the first king died on the battlefield, and Xiao Meiren died in childbirth...... Thanks to the kindness of Lin Niangniang in the Splendid Garden, she adopted the little girl born to the princess of the dead country...... But Niangniang has been grounding Lin Niangniang, just because she doesn't want the bad luck brought by that little girl to spread to the palace......"

Later, one day, just now she was shuttling with her brother through the bustling bazaar of the Jade Capital, and in a blink of an eye, she became an orphan girl who was caught by a fishman and salvaged from the Jade River. Over the years, she has tried to forget every grass and tree in the White Jade Palace of the Song Kingdom, but she can't forget the ballad of Chu that her mother hummed to her, and she can't forget the bright smile that her brother called her "Laipi Piggy".

She secretly wiped away a line of tears, and lay on the table with all her strength, not wanting to look at the mess of flowers in the garden.

Thousands of miles away, looking at the clouds...... Yesterday is like a dream......

An unknown man of birth has left you. More than ten years have passed in a hurry, mother, brother, are you okay?

Lin Ying blusced at Shu'er's eyes, the sparkle of her eyes was gradually blown away by the spring breeze, took off her outer robe, and gently draped it over her. If you want to chat about "The Ups and Downs of the Nations" with more like-minded people, follow "Hot Network or rd444" on WeChat to chat about your favorite books with more book friends