In the palace of Xiangshan, Wanwan had just found a secluded courtyard to sit down, and the sky began to look a little gloomy.

Yan Qi asked Xiuyue to help her put things away, and immediately came to Wanwan.

"E-Niang, look, is the yard I ordered someone to repair?"

Yan Qi pointed to the courtyard and said, "Actually, it's only been renovated slightly. After all, it's all from the previous dynasty, so let's just come here occasionally, and it's good to be able to barely live in it for the time being. ”

In the previous dynasty, Xiangshan actually used to have a large-scale palace here. It's just that it later experienced war, and because of the weakness of the court at the end of the dynasty, it was slightly deserted.

After arriving in the Qing Dynasty, there were actually many palaces other than the capital. Penglai, which has existed for a long time, as well as the Changchun Garden built by Kangxi Ye, and the Old Summer Palace built by Yongzheng Ye now, etc., there are actually many palaces.

Changchun Garden and Old Summer Palace are built in accordance with the way of Jiangnan gardens, and the scenery is also very good. Under those gentle and tender garden scenery, it is natural to gradually forget the red leaves of this fragrant mountain.

It's just that Wanwan has accompanied her own Eniang more than once to see the autumn leaves. Later, after arriving in the capital, I also knew that the red leaves of Xiangshan were very famous, so I also wanted to come and see it.

"I think it's good." Wanwan said: "It reminds me of the time when we were in Zhuangzi before. ”

"Surrounded by trees in the distance, it is also quiet and peaceful. In fact, we are just here to shop around, and we don't have to spend so much manpower and material resources. In this way, it is already good. ”

"I think so too." After Yinyu finished speaking, he didn't know when he took out a flute from the house, looked at Yan Qi, and asked, "Yan Qi, haven't you heard your Ama play the flute yet?" ”

"Nope." Yan Qi shook his head, looked at the flute in Yinyu's hand, and said, "I never knew that Ama could play the flute, have you always been?" Or did you learn it recently? ”

"Nature always will." Yinyu said: "When I was young, I followed the master, and the master always taught something. Didn't it say that in ancient times, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in fact, men also had to learn these. ”

"It's just that the so-called qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not simple pianos. You have to learn music theory first, and then find your favorite instrument. Actually, when I was a child, I didn't like these very much, I thought that the flute looked small, maybe simple, just..."

The piano is so big that it makes people feel troublesome to look at. Unlike the flute, it is small, as if it only needs to press some small holes in it, and it can already blow a very pleasant tone, and Yinyu naturally wants to learn the flute.

It's just that... Although later, Yinyu also discovered that it was not so simple.

In fact, there may not be such a simple thing in this world. Some people have a talent for something, but they actually have to put in a lot of effort.

It's like, he used to watch those who read books when they were giving speeches. Their heads are the Tao, and they look very powerful when they quote the scriptures. As a matter of fact... I didn't know until Yinyu gave himself an endorsement.

It turns out that it is not easy to completely write down those allusions.

Behind those superficial glamour, there are actually a lot of unknown hardships. It's like, everyone else only knows that he is a great general, and he is a general with great achievements on the battlefield.

The enemy will be terrified before him. In fact, those people don't know that when Yinyu was young, every time he was under the rainstorm, he insisted on exercising on the training ground.

On the battlefield, even if you are shot in the lower leg with an arrow. He just broke part of the arrow and continued to fight. Go on, be the god of war he should be in front of people.

His ones are not easy, and others don't know about them. However, Yinyu didn't intend to let others know.

Whether it's in Wanwan's mind or in the children's mind. No matter what they think, they always have to be themselves. It's like all these years, Honghui is actually too.

He may not have thought about anything to go down in history, but he went to the Criminal Department just to avoid those unjust cases as much as possible. Try your best to be able to give a fair one within your own ability.

"Amma?" Yan Qi was sitting on the small pestle next to him, preparing to listen to Yinyu play the flute. They all sat up right, just like when they were young, waiting for Wanwan to feed her. only to find out...

After Amma took the flute, his mind did not know where to go. So, I could only shout.

After Yan Qi shouted like this, Yinyu naturally came back to his senses immediately. After glancing at Yan Qi, he looked at Wanwan who was smiling at him again. The smile on Wanwan's face looked very helpless.

Like... I'm used to seeing Yinyu look like this, and I can't cry or laugh.

"You're getting older, and now you're so fond of being in a daze." Wanwan said: "Look, it's just a flute, I don't know what I'm thinking." I haven't heard him play the flute much. ”

"But when I used to play the piano, I heard it once or twice. Maybe it's been a long time since I played the flute, and I forgot the tune. ”

"I didn't." Yinyu immediately frowned and retorted, and said after a while: "Yanqi, listen, although you Ama and I play the flute in general, I still don't know how much better than ordinary people." ”

There is something called talent, and Yinyu feels that he still has it.

At the end of the song, Yan Qi obediently sat on the side and listened carefully. After listening to it, his eyes were a little red, and he asked, "Amma, I seem to have heard this song before." ”

"Is this a song from the battlefield? Qiang Guan is full of frost, people are sleepless, and the general's white hair is crying. ”

When Yan Qi heard this song, what he remembered was Fan Zhongyan's song. Hengyang geese went without paying attention, the sound of the corners on all sides, in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset were closed in the lonely city.

It seems to be just a simple poem, but it can make people imagine the kind of misery outside the plug. and the infinite desolation and sorrow in people's hearts. At that time, perhaps only those who have really experienced it will understand.

What is the state of mind in such an environment? Just like her Amma, she is the great general king. Only after seeing such a scene can you have such a state of mind and play such a tune well.