Chapter 13: Half Silver Frost
Murong Jin frowned and said, "What did you say?" β
"Your Highness, think about it carefully, is Your Majesty really relieved to let you go to Western Qin?" Bai Xiying lowered his voice a little and said, "Your Highness thinks that you are helpless now, you have no maternal power, and you don't have the support of the court, but it is a hidden danger in the imperial city." Your Majesty doesn't think so, now that the Northern Qi forces are not eradicated, Your Majesty will not be at ease for a day. If you go to Xiqin, no matter how many people watch, you will not be able to reach it after all, and that is the situation that Your Majesty does not want to see. β
After saying this, Murong Jin suddenly sobered up a lot, but immediately wondered, "Why did Mr. tell me this?" β
Bai Xiying raised his eyebrows and said, "Naturally, it's for His Highness's heart, so it's good to go to class, isn't it?" β
"It's hard to find fault with what the gentleman says." Murong Jin said, and saw Bai Xiying put a copy of the Book of Music on several cases, "Since Your Highness can't calm down, it's better to copy this book well." People are prone to cranky thinking, often because they are too idle. β
Murong Jin copied the "Book of Music", but felt that time passed a lot faster, and it was time in a blink of an eye.
After Bai Xiying came out of the Floating Moon Palace, he walked slowly along the palace road, and the road was not too long, and he walked for nearly half an hour without stopping. When he was about to reach the closest Zhu Gate to Yuefu, Bai Xiying stopped again and instructed the palace people around him: "You go and see, Narui Wang Ke is still in Yuefu?" β
After a short time, the palace people went back, "Sir, His Royal Highness King Rui has just left for a short time. β
"Well, let's go." Only then did I return to Yuefu.
These days, Murong Shu is always waiting outside Yuefu after Bai Xiying's class, to be precise, he was stopped by Si Le. Since that assassination, Si Le did not agree to let Bai Xiying go back to the house again, and Bai Xiying really didn't want to see him, so he often wandered around grinding time, estimating that Murong Shu was gone before going back.
In the afternoon of this day, Bai Xiying had no class, and Si Le happened to be not in Yuefu, so those attendants didn't dare to really stop him after all. Murong Shu got this opportunity and entered Yuefu.
I was worried about not knowing where Bai Xiying's courtyard was, and there was a melodious sound of the piano in my ears. Murong Shu was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that this song was not a song of the world, and he followed the sound.
Murong Shu followed the sound of the piano to the corner courtyard of Yuefu. The sound of the piano became clearer and clearer, melodious and tactful, lingering in the ears, not like the music of the mortal world, but revealing endless sadness. It seems to be half of the Meng Po soup, and in a trance, I saw all the joys and sorrows.
It seems that only the second person playing the piano is plucking the strings, and heaven and earth are listening gently.
Unconsciously, he walked to the door of the room, only to hear someone say: "Since Your Excellency is here, why don't you come in and talk to you." β
The sound of the piano was dispersed, and Murong Shu's divine sense was suddenly pulled back, and he gently pushed the carved wooden door open with a little surprise, and there was a young man in front of him-
The snow-colored wide robe that is not stained with fine dust sets off the emaciation of his figure, like a waterfall ink hair, only with a loose knot with a ribbon at the end of the hair, showing a bit of elegance. Thin strands of hair spread out from the temples on the forehead, but they were not messy, and the finely engraved silver mask covered half of the picturesque face. There is no pendant on the body, and there is a bit of elegance in the elegance, and there is a bit of coldness that cannot be ignored.
The man looked at Murong Shu, smiled and bowed.
Murong Shu also hurriedly returned the salute and said: "When I passed by here, I suddenly heard the melodious sound of the piano, and I unconsciously walked here, disturbing my son, and hoping to forgive my sins." β
The man said, "It is a great honor for your Excellency to have your humble music appreciated. If you don't dislike the cold and dilapidated house, the house is warm with light wine, and there is a lack of a drinker. β
Murong Shu originally thought that this should be a cold and indifferent character, but now seeing him so polite, his heart was naturally happy, "Then it will be disturbed." β
"Pleaseβ"
The two sat opposite each other in front of the low table next to the stacked jade screen, and the man took the freshly warmed wine and poured it into the wine glass, "This is the plum blossom brew that I occasionally got when I was visiting Qiongzhou City, and I used the white plum and red plum with buds to make the brew, and mixed it with the water of the Qiongzhou spring and the snow cellar of the pine tip of the morning into the wine of Yuqiong Mountain, which has been brewed for three years." Although this wine is not strong, the fragrance of plum blossoms is enough to intoxicate. β
Murong Shu picked up the wine glass, watched the translucent liquid in it rise to steam, and just asked about the taste of the wine, he already felt that he was in the middle of the plum snow, and couldn't help sighing: "Such a fine wine is rare in the world, and it is also rare to meet but not to seek." Today, I was very lucky to meet my son to drink this wine, "so I raised my sleeves," and I did it first as a respect. β
The man raised his glass to each other and drank it all. The two put down the wine bottle, looked at each other and smiled.
The man refilled the plum blossom brew into the wine glass in front of Murong Shu, and said, "Under the white shadow, I don't know what Your Excellency will say?" β
Murong Shu was thinking of making up a name, but he couldn't think of the right moment for a while, so he simply said, "In the next ...... The compound surname is Murong, and the single name is a long-cherished word. β
The man got up and left the table, and took a deep look, "It turned out to be His Royal Highness King Rui, who was rude." β
"You and I are just drinking, and Childe doesn't have to care about these false courtesies."
Bai Xiying smiled lightly, and sat back down opposite Murong Shu, "I often hear adults mention His Highness. β
Murong Shu was curious: "What did Master Si Le say about me?" β
"Your Excellency said......" Bai Xiying took a sip of wine and turned serious, "Your Highness has been fond of entangling in this Yuefu since he was a child, breaking his flowers and digging his grass; bounced off his scorched tail and shattered his Tao Xun; Letting go of his beloved thrush and breaking the pure bottle of the Imperial Gift......"
"......" Murong Shu now wanted to bury his face in this wine glass.
Bai Xiying smiled again: "My lord also said that although Your Highness is naughty, you are very talented in music theory, and you are a rare talent. β
"Do you really mean that?" He looked at the half face of the white shadow, as if he was smiling, under that mask must be a stunning face, and there must be an untouchable wound. For some reason, this person actually gave him a sense of intimacy, as if he was an old acquaintance. In front of this person, it seems that those heavy masks and disguises on weekdays can be removed and ignored.
Murong Shu smiled miserably, "I was born into the royal family, and I am the prince. In the eyes of others, I have been clothed and fed since I was a child, although I am amorous and stubborn, I can still have an emperor brother who treats me as my own. But my brother had set himself on fire eight years ago for the crime of rebellion, and my mother died of illness, leaving me alone in this world. My good royal brother, although he treats me well on the face, always feels that I have the same rebellion as my brother. I used to come to this palace often, but because in this prison-like palace, only Master Si Le would patiently talk to me, reason with me, teach me to play the piano and read music, and never lie to me. β
Bai Xiying stroked the carving of the Rui Beast on the wine glass, and gently hooked his thin lips, "Has Your Highness ever thought that this may be a kind of compensation?" β
Compensate? Murong Shu looked at this young man, the smile on the corner of his lips, the unfathomable deep pool under his eyes, what kind of demeanor was under this person's half of the mask.
"Childe, what do you mean?"
"Your Highness has been in this palace since he was a child, and this kind of relationship, His Highness should know better than in Xia."
Murong Shu frowned slightly, "Childe is a good method, it's just that my Murong Yi clan can't take your turn as an outsider to provoke," Speaking of the back, his tone became more and more intense, "This Wang Yuan said this to you when you were a gentleman and made friends in advance." I never thought that you were a villain who had power in his heart and scheming in his sleeve, and he treated you so well in vain! β
The white shadow was not annoyed, and there was still a thin smile on the corner of his lips, "Whether it is a gentleman or a villain, His Highness is so angry, but it is because His Highness has thought about it like this, hasn't it?" β
Murong Shu's shallow pupils shrank, his eyes were rolling, and with a wave of his sleeves, he flipped the wine vessel to the ground, and after staring at Bai Xiying for a while, he slammed the door and left.
Murong Shu stood in the courtyard, staring at the hand that slammed the door just now, clenching it fiercely.
At that time, the sound of the man's plucking of the strings was heard. The low place is like a stream and a spring, the high place is like a phoenix crying, and it is like a thousand birds gathering and resonating; Suddenly, the mirror is broken, the shadow is scattered, and the moon is broken; The wind blows down the sorrow, the rain falls a little sad, the snow melts into a thick sorrow, and the seven strings are broken......
Murong closed his eyes, and his eyes were full of scarlet firelight, burning his eyes. He never dared to forget the heart-burning hell and the pain of eating bones, and every night in the middle of the night, it was like a nightmare. That, the figure who smiled at him in the red lotus karma fire, but there was so much unwillingness in his eyes. In fact, he is also very unwilling.
The jade hand was stunned, and the sound of the piano was absolutely absolute. In the room where the light was not yet bright, Bai Xiying showed a cunning smile like a fox, and then showed a faint sense of bitterness in an instant, "Kunwu, you say, am I too bad?" β
A young man in a dark blue power suit walked out of the shadow behind the white shadow, "The master is serious. β
Bai Xiying looked at the broken porcelain cup on the ground and the spilled plum blossom brew, and said regretfully: "Before, when I saw him, he still pulled my robe and didn't let me go, but now, he doesn't recognize me at all." β
Kun Wu said in a very low voice: "If you really recognize it, the master is afraid that he will be annoyed again." β
"What did you say?"
Kun Wu was stunned for a moment, then changed the topic and asked, "Why didn't the master directly tell King Narui about the events of the year, wouldn't it be more appropriate?" β
Bai Xiying looked at the green yarn hanging down on the side of the house, and said slowly: "Sometimes." Letting a man go through the maze to find a bloody dagger is more painful and convincing than letting him see the truth. β