Xie Zhaorong was stunned by his question, rolled the broken string on his fingers, and said softly, "There are seven pianos that don't play." ”

Xiao Zhengzhi didn't know what Seven Bu played before, so he would only know after listening to her.

Those who hear the mourning do not play, do not play music, do not play redundant, do not play if they do not clean their bodies, do not play if they are not neatly dressed, do not play if they do not burn incense, and do not play if they do not meet bosom friends.

But none of these seven are enough.

Seeing that he was silent, Xie Zhaorong stroked the broken string and smiled slightly bitterly, "This Duyouqin has been with me for many years, and today because the son of the world broke the string, it is a mourning sound for me, which corresponds to the first one." ”

Duyouqin is made of sycamore yin material, the sound is clear and turbid, the rain is turbid, the pond is engraved with two inches, the word Duyou is printed, and the inscription on both sides of the pond is engraved with four sentences of "the giant gully welcomes the autumn, and the cold river prints the moon." Ten thousand sounds are long, and the lonely tung is cracked", all of which are filled with vermilion lacquer. The sound of the Duyou Qin is loose and has ancient rhyme, the lacquer color is bright and ancient, the broken lines are hidden like a sword, the inscription is fine and vivid, and the extraordinary piano can reach.

Xiao Zhengzhi looked down at her, there was a trace of pathos in her beautiful eyes, which made him feel inexplicably guilty in his heart.

He hesitated for a moment and said softly, "My mother also has Gu Qin there, if my mother is sad, I will ask to make amends when I return to Beijing." ”

Xie Zhaorong couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

She knew that Wu Shuyuan had a peerless piano in the palace, with a full shape, black lacquer surface, the bottom and neck of the piano were engraved with the word Qiongxiang, and the cursive script was filled in green. The left side of the dragon pond is engraved with the inscription "its sound Shen Yixiong, its rhyme and Chong", the seal is one, the seal is eroded, and it is obscure.

It is rumored to be the beloved of Emperor Gao of the previous dynasty.

"The son of the world does not need to be suspenseful, but it is my sin. This piano can also be used with a different string, I am not as good at the piano as your mother, why should I win people's love? ”

"Broken strings?"

As soon as Xie Zhaorong's words fell, Xiao Yue walked in, glanced at the string in her hand, picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of water to moisten his throat.

He still had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Xie Zhaorong glanced at it, hurriedly lowered his head and played with his hand to break the strings.

He rarely sweats and is refreshed all year round.

Suddenly thinking of something, her ears were faintly hot, and she hurriedly stopped those pictures.

Where did he go?

Is this a question for her or for the third son?

It should be to ask her.

It was the first time in several days that he had spoken directly to her, and she was a little flattered without stepping on the snow green beads.

Seeing Xiao Yue coming in, stepping on the snow green beads and curtling his knees, Xiao Zhengzhi took two steps back and bowed his hand slightly.

Xiao Yue raised his chin, motioned for him to sit down, and then looked down at Xie Zhaorong.

Xie Zhaorong was uncomfortable with him, and he couldn't hide from it, so he had to speak, "Accidentally, it's broken." ”

Xiao Yue stared at her for a while, and then said, "It's okay." There is also ice silk in the curry. ”

Last year, the envoy of the Miluo Kingdom came to Zhao and offered a kind of ice silk, saying that it was spit out by the Qisang ice silkworm contained in the classics of your dynasty.

There are classics in the Southern Dynasties, Yuanqiao Mountain, a ring Qiu Mountain. There is wood, the name is Qisang, and the fried tree is honey. There are ice silkworms, seven inches long, black, with horns and scales, covered with frost and snow, and then made a cocoon, one foot long, its color is colorful, woven into the brocade, into the water is not wet, to throw it into the fire, through the night does not burn.

The ice silk is as bright as a pearl, it is really good, the silk is rare, and it is estimated that there are only three or five strings to be made.

Xie Zhaorong was pondering, and Xiao Yue said, "I haven't listened to you stroke the piano for a long time, but I miss it a little bit, and I don't want the strings to break." ”

Xie Zhaorong said coldly, "Xia Wei loves his sister Xizhise, and he incurs the disaster of killing, and the king of Zhuang mishears the sound of the delight, and loses the country's society, and King Zhuang can't resist winding the beam, and he doesn't go to court for seven consecutive days, leaving all the major national affairs behind." ”

She wasn't going to say it before she finished speaking.

Xiao Yue laughed when he heard this, "You don't want to touch the piano and say it directly, why beat around the bush?" ”

Xie Zhaorong saw that he was pierced by him without saving face, and his face showed surprise, and he raised his eyes and glared at him.

Xiao Yue saw her eyes that seemed to be disgusted, and his heart moved, and he didn't plan to chase and fight anymore, so that she couldn't get off the stage, so he turned his head and asked Xiao Zhengzhi, "Jingzhou City is all cleaned up?" ”

Xiao Zhengzhi replied loudly, "All belong to our army, and it is currently in order, and there is no riot and chaos." What is the treatment of prisoners of war? ”

Xiao Yue nodded in approval, and when he asked the prisoners of war, he muttered, "Prisoners of war, keep them first, it's ominous to kill." ”

Saying that, he sent someone to take the battle map and spread it on the stone table, Xie Zhaorong saw that they were going to discuss the battle situation, got up and prepared to go back to the palace.

I didn't want Xiao Yue to reach out and hold her the moment she got up, and asked her to continue to sit next to her and listen.

He didn't say anything, just pulled her to sit down, held her tightly with his cold right hand, and changed his left hand to continue to point and gesture on the map.

Xie Zhaorong was embarrassed and hurriedly glanced at Xiao Zhengzhi. Seeing that the third prince was listening to his father talk about the situation intently, she was a little relieved.

Xiao Zhengzhi had already seen the movement just now, but he didn't hear it.

He didn't realize that he was out of the world, and it wasn't until Xiao Yue clicked the table lightly that he realized that he had lost his mind, and hurriedly replied, "Now that the integration has been completed, a total of 230,000 horses." ”

Xiao Yue nodded, "Last year, the fighter plane was missed by a rain, and this year I don't believe that Yuan Ke still has heavenly help." You take 200,000 and go to attack Yunling Pass. ”

200,000, more than Xie Youyi's Northern Expeditionary Army last year.

Hearing that his father entrusted him with such a heavy responsibility, Xiao Zhengzhi was full of ambition, "Do not disgrace the mission!" ”

The two talked for a while, Xiao Zhengzhi retreated, hurriedly rode down the mountain to Jingzhou, and led the troops to Yunling Pass that night.

The Northern Dynasties were defeated and retreated, Suzhou, Qingzhou, Xuanzhou and other places have been occupied by the Southern Dynasties, although this victory did not occupy the throat state capital of the Northern Dynasties like Xiao Yi of the previous Dynasty, but it was stable and wide, enough for the Northern Dynasties to be anxious.

Xie Zhaorong was bored and couldn't get out, so he had to sit next to them and listen to their analysis and discussion.

The Northern Korean army has always been strong, why is it so unbeaten this time? I don't know if it's the coach's unfavorable command or internal contradictions.

Yuan Ke......

I guess it's annoying.

She sighed inwardly.

Looking at the battle map, she couldn't understand the arrows, but the landscape and terrain were distinct, and they had already been imprinted in her mind.

The land of the Northern Dynasty is vast and the mountains are few, although the more the north goes, the more general and vague, but the mountains and rivers are all over the years, and the plains and grasslands are vast.

Yuan Ke grew up in that land and rode horses.

Xiao Zhengzhi retreated, Xiao Yue sent everyone away and pulled her to her knees, "Can you take the medicine?" ”

Xie Zhaorong lowered his eyes and said, "Hmm." ”

Xiao Yue's palm covered the back of her neck, rubbing it for a moment, only to feel smooth and delicate, and he responded absentmindedly, "Hmm." ”

He stared at her like this, but he didn't speak, which made her very flustered.

However, he can do things that make her more flustered.

The Northern Expedition left a strong mark in the history of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and Emperor Zhaowu's personal expedition added a legend to it.

In the description of later generations, Emperor Zhaowu in the illustration of the book is mighty and tall, wearing a military uniform, which greatly satisfies the fantasy of later generations about his horizontal sword.

However, the fact is that Xiao Yue has been wearing a green shirt since he came out of Jiangling, and he still looks like a casual dress in the palace.

This casual clothes killed him to a certain extent.