Chapter 217: Tomorrow Will Be Better

After the sound of the rain subsided, the music by the water pavilion was much clearer than before, and Chen Yicong stood in place and listened for a while, feeling that the sound seemed to have some zen feeling.

This voice is not an ordinary play, but with a bit of childlike youth, but the chorus erases some of the edges and corners of the words, making people a little unable to hear the lyrics.

"What are they singing?" Chen Yicong turned around and asked.

"Back to the emperor, it is Baihuaya's new song "Spring Song", and I don't know which Buddhist temple they took the words from, it is really a good song." The escort smiled, "If the emperor is interested, you can take a look." ”

Chen Yicong just wanted to refuse, but heard the man again, "Now that I have sung "Spring Song", tonight's song and dance will almost end, and it will not be delayed for a long time." ”

Chen Yicong thought for a moment and motioned for the man to lead the way.

The group slowly moved south.

Along the way, the song "Spring Song" has not stopped.

There are no strings in the accompaniment, only a slow and low drum sound, but the children's voices are more distant, quite a bit of independent fairy spirit.

When they reached only a wall, Chen Yicong finally heard what these children's voices were singing.

"There are flowers in spring ......and moon in autumn," he said softly, "there is a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter, if there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world." ”

It turned out that the singing voice had been non-stop since the beginning, and it was just chanting these four sentences over and over again.

However, for some reason, the repetition of this song does not make people feel bored, but makes people's whole heart calm down when they hear it.

Chen Yicong stood outside the courtyard for a while, hearing the singing inside gradually fade, and then everything fell silent again, and he reluctantly approached the hollow window on the stone wall and looked inside.

He saw about twenty children standing on the stage, dressed in white gauze skirts and holding small lanterns in their hands. The deep lake beneath the water pavilion reflects these little sparks, and the autumn rain makes everything look hazy like a fairyland.

The previous drum beat slowly sounded again, different from the previous low and dim, this time the drum beat was much more compact and majestic, like the confrontation of war drums on the battlefield, and occasionally one or two untuned strings suddenly sounded, like this bleak autumn wind sweeping thousands of miles of fallen leaves.

The drums on both sides became more and more dense and intense, and just as the drums were about to climb to the highest and strongest peak, a quiet and agitated gold vessel suddenly sounded.

It seems to be a chime, and it seems to be a copper chime, this melodious golden song suddenly broke the drum beat, lingering and echoing over the entire courtyard, and the children holding the lanterns immediately followed the music, singing: "Thousands of rivers have water, thousands of rivers and moons, thousands of miles of cloudless and thousands of miles of sky......"

Just like the previous "Spring Song", this song is just chanting this sentence over and over again, but the tune is richer than the previous song.

In such a song, Chen Yicong felt that the whole world seemed to stop.

"This is "A Thousand Rivers and Moons," the person on the side said at the right time, "It is also a Buddhist message." ”

Chen Yicong lowered his eyes slightly.

The children standing on the stage at this moment probably did not understand the meaning of the song they were singing, including the idleness of the song in the previous spring song......

If he had gone back four years ago, he would have probably just been bored.

However, the world changed, time passed, and he began to be moved by this seeming Zen.

The reality and distance, the ephemeral and the eternal in the song all really fell on Chen Yicong's heart.

Perhaps such a song should be sung by children, because children do not understand it, so they sing it mercilessly. And this is ruthless...... Chen Yicong was a little puzzled, just now he was still lonely because of the indifference of world affairs, and he suddenly felt comforted at this moment.

"Which brand is this song and dance in Baihuaya?" Chen Yicong asked with some concern. Central Plains Book Bar

"Oh, back to Your Majesty, it's the Lan name." The official on the side replied softly.

Chen Yicong felt as if there was a buzz in his head.

He suddenly recalled Bai Ling's previous letter, and her fold was vague, only saying that she hoped that Yuan Gonggong could help her clear some obstacles during this time, so that she could do some of her own attempts.

…… Is this what Boling is trying to do?

Chen Yicong suddenly laughed dumbly.

He slowly reached out against the wall, and looked at the girls in white dresses again.

What should he say...... Isn't it Boling?

Separated from such a distance, Chen Yicong couldn't see their facial features clearly, everyone looked similar in the night, but no one among them was smiling, no one was making expressions, they were standing there with lanterns, looking both indifferent and detached.

Such a white dress, he always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Maybe it's to see Bai Ling pass through.

“…… Is the Lan character person here? Chen Yicong said in a low voice.

"Here, just sit down below." The accompanying official pointed at the distance, and Chen Yicong looked at it, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Chen Yicong's expression was complicated, he could hear the children's voices on the stage gradually weakening again, and understood that the song "A Thousand Rivers and Moons" had probably been sung to the end, so he took a deep breath, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

"Take me to see it. I...... I want to see who can perform such songs and dances. ”

"Yes, the minister will send someone to call them in a moment." The person on the side said softly, "But there are many people in this place, if the emperor wants to see them, why don't you go to the nearby reception room, how about it?" ”

"It's fine." Chen Yicong nodded, "...... By the way, when you go to call someone, don't tell them that the person you want to see is me. ”

Chen Yicong made such a request, and when he saw the confused expression on the face of the accompanying official, he immediately regretted saying this.

In this convalescent, the official in charge went to pass the word, could the people from Lanzi not come?

What does he have to hide...... Even if you don't talk about it now, you will know it when you meet.

Chen Yicong coughed lightly, "...... I'm afraid I'll scare them. ”

"Oh," the official on the side suddenly realized, "The emperor is really generous, Weichen understands, there is another song in the future, and it may have to wait for a while...... If the emperor is tired, the minister will take you to rest nearby. ”

"No, you don't." Chen Yicong shook his head, he looked at the stage again, "Since there is only one song left, I will finish listening to it here." ”

The little girls on the stage put down the lanterns, took out the candles inside, and carefully held them in their hands.

The light of the candle was reflected on each of their faces, and suddenly a childish voice in the crowd opened its mouth first, but the rain was a little heavier at this time, and Chen Yicong felt a little inaudible again.

He put his ear to the window, and then he had to give up - it was too difficult to hear the female voice through the rain.

He had to stand there with some regret and listen to the melody until the chorus at the end.

In the repeated songs of the girls, he could barely hear the last line, "Let's look forward to a better tomorrow."

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