Wei Yu's younger sister Wei Yingyue has just reached Xuan, because of her beauty and talent, she enjoys a good reputation in Beijing, and has many admirers, no less than the Great Wei family back then.

Hearing Fu Rang say this, Tang Chuanli and the others hurriedly congratulated Wei Yu, "Congratulations!" ”

The Wei family is going to have another princess again!

"Rejoice and rejoice!" Wei Yu returned the salute, "However, this matter has not yet been decided, whether it can be done or not is to be said." ”

Jian Qingxin said, it's all on this, the world knows it, can there be fake? However, Jian Qing has always been quite self-aware, and he didn't come forward to say any words of congratulations, he was too attentive, but he would be disliked.

Jian Qing stood aside, those noble children were talking together, they were able to marry the royal family, Jian Qing couldn't think of anything to be excited about?

Especially people like Zhao Di, if they don't rebel, basically the throne will have nothing to do with them.

The relationship between Zhao Yingwen and Zhao Di is not good, no matter what Emperor Jiayou refers to this marriage, is it to let the two Wei sisters protect Zhao Di? I still want Xiao Wei's family to tie Zhao Di, and don't let Zhao Di rise up in the future, Jian Qing thinks that the emperor's mind is going to be wrong after all.

"Hey, do you listen to music or not?" Kaizhong shouted, "There are days of congratulations, hurry up, let's go over there, if the good position is occupied, it will be ruined." ”

In the first month, there were a lot of people who came out to play, and along the way, I met a lot of people.

Zhao Er took the Meng Shan brothers and sisters to go around, Zijin Temple held a temple fair, there were a lot of businessmen from the south to the north, and the goods from all walks of life were also very complete, and the Meng Shan brothers and sisters were already impatient.

Jian Qing followed the nobles to the back mountain.

Tang Chuanli came to serve his mother, presumably for his father who died in prison and his family was newly mourned, and came to the temple to pay tribute to the deceased.

The eldest princess of Taiyuan also came, and the second master Lu also came to serve his mother, and Ji'anhou and Wu'anhou died in prison together.

The two ladies of the Hou Mansion prepared to go back after eating the fast at noon. During this national funeral, if there are not many nobles who come to Zijin Temple, they may not be able to get two Hou Mansions.

Therefore, Lu Erye and Tang Chuanli also had time for Kaizhong and others to listen to Liu Qingshan sing "Vain Eyebrows" in the back mountain.

Words are good words, and in Jian Qing's opinion, the music composed by the second lady of the British government may not be a good song. Compared with later generations, the great composer who composed the music for "Dream of Red Mansions" is simply too far behind, and the level of a primary school student, the other is a university professor, which is not the same.

Jian Qing listened to a few words, then picked up the tea bowl and said, "Now during the national funeral, just bask in the sun and talk, and don't sing songs, right?" ”

Liu Qingshan is a famous prostitute in Qinhuaihe, if it weren't for Kaizhong and the face of the British government, she would not be moved. Liu Qingshan sang energetically, I just felt that the words were really good, and the song was not bad, no matter what, it was the handwriting of the second lady of the British government, which had a great effect on raising her fame.

Who knows, Jian Qing said such a disappointing thing.

Of course, Liu Qingshan was unhappy, and looked Jian Qing up and down, "Which house is this son from?" ”

No son in the house would wear a shabby sheepskin jacket, and she was not too shabby to sit in the middle of a group of sons in brocade clothes.

Jian Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and said with a smile, "Have you heard of a sentence?" ”

"What?" Liu Qingshan's delicate eyebrows also raised, don't look away, look disdainful of Jian Qing, poor and sour like this, what are you dragging?

"It's the same root, why be too anxious to fry each other!" Concise and clear.

"Poof!" Second Master Lu was choked by the tea, he didn't take advantage of the battle between himself and Jian Qing, and it felt good to see others fall under Jian Qing's hands.

"What do you mean?" Liu Qingshan is good at calligraphy and painting, but his craftsmanship is too heavy, and he has not read many books on self-cultivation, and he doesn't understand the meaning of simplicity.

"It's all three sects and nine schools, why should Miss Liu look down on me?" Plain and straightforward.

"You...... Who is who? Liu Qingshan said angrily.

Jian Qing had no intention of arguing with her, and Kaizhong asked Jian Qing, "Jian Chengzuo, it must be that this song is not to your liking, I don't know if when you got "Vain Eyebrows", did the other party say what the name of the song was?" ”

Liu Qingshan said, "The concubine hasn't read many books, read a few poems, and know some word names, but I've never heard of "Vain Eyebrows". Jian Qizuo is really well-informed, why don't you tell us, who created the name of the word brand of "Vain Eyebrows"? ”

"Good poems and good words have always been naturally carved and decorated, and it comes naturally, is it important who pioneers it or not?" Jian Qing was a little annoyed, and simply said, "Do you know why I can't hear you sing just now?" Because firstly, this tune is not poignant and tactful enough, and secondly, you can't sing that kind of artistic conception, and there are mostly performance components. ”

"Now during the national funeral, I can't get caught by the embroidery guards just to listen to your bad tune."

Liu Qingshan was angry.

Wei Yu was also unhappy, "Since you said that my sister's music is not good, I also admit that before I came, my sister said that if she met Jian Yanzuo, she must let her point her out, Jian Yanzuo, please!" ”

Next to it is a bamboo forest, a small gravel road in the middle, and a pair of black satin foundation soap boots on the road. The man from the Jian Qing Dynasty looked at a pair of dark eyes, Zhao Di walked out of the bamboo forest, followed by Zhao Yingwen, the emperor's grandson.

Zhao Yingwen is the future son of heaven, except for the emperor, everyone should walk behind him. However, Zhao Di did not have the slightest intention of respecting the emperor's grandson, and he was in no particular order with him.

Bang Bang Bang!

The imperial grandson slapped a few times, and his eyes locked on Jian Qing, "Jian Yanzuo, this palace also wants to listen to such good words, what kind of song should be matched so that it will not be buried?" ”

Jian Qing was premeditated and looked at Zhao Di, "I heard that the second lady of the British Mansion will have a marriage with the prince, in this word, 'one is Langyuan Immortal, and the other is a beautiful woman', which is quite appropriate, and now, since the second lady of the British Mansion has composed a song, shouldn't the prince have a song?" ”

Zhao Di was like a tiger, fierce, his eyebrows and eyes were dark and he glanced at Jian Qing, without saying a word, he passed by them and walked a long way, he stood still, and said sharply, "Come here!" ”

Who is this commanding?

Everyone's eyes were on Jian Qing. Jian Qing was a little uncomfortable, couldn't bear Zhao Di's low pressure, touched his nose, lowered his head, and walked over.

Zhao Di walked forward for a while, he was wearing a cloak in the blue ground Ruyi Yuncun python woven gold satin white fox, the long cloak was blown up by the wind, and rushed towards Jian Qing's face, and a faint fragrance of plum lingered on Jian Qing's nose.

The two walked through the stele forest of the Zijin Temple, and stood in front of the relics pagoda of Master Longxing, and Zhao Di turned around.