Chapter 50: Jiagongzi
Su Sui saw that Ran Ying's face was full of spring breeze and was very interested, and asked, "Is everything going well with A-Ying now?" I heard that the prime minister gave you a house, and I think I value you very much. That house is very good, right? ”
Ran Ying nodded, pretending to smile without saying a word. She couldn't tell her former classmates that she was punished by Yuwentai for copying and copying for more than a month when she entered the house.
At this time, there was a sudden pleasant sound of the piano in everyone's ears, mixed with the noisy sound of silk and bamboo. Ran Ying looked up and saw that the sound of the piano came from a red window and green lattice on the shore full of lanterns and richly decorated music squares.
Ran Ying suddenly felt that there were some memories that she couldn't grasp, and she fluttered with the sound of the piano, and there was nothing to lose. It was like a fine and soft feather, gently scratching the deepest and deepest corner of her heart. She was dazed and wanted to grasp this feeling, but this feeling was like a puff of light smoke, and when she reached out and grabbed it, she suddenly disappeared.
Wang Mao was stunned when he saw her looking up and listening to the sound of the piano, and proposed: "That is the most prestigious Fang Silou along the Bahe River, I happened to meet A-Ying today, let's go for a walk together." ”
Several teenagers rose up and applauded one after another, even if Ran Ying was against it, they were also pulled by them and landed next to the music room together.
As soon as Ran Ying stepped into Fang Silou, it was as if she had fallen into a colorful and strange world. The building is brightly lit and the ornaments are bright. Gold cups and silver pots, jade agate can be seen everywhere, glass cups are filled with fine wine, and gilt plates are filled with melons and fruits. The beast-shaped copper incense burner wafts out with the aroma of steaming and intoxication, and the walls are painted with brightly colored murals, spring frolicks, polo pictures, drinking banquet pictures, and dizzying eyes. Upstairs and downstairs hung white light yarns, like a dream, and several young and beautiful girls chased back and forth between those light yarns, shuttling and playing, and the sound of giggling laughter echoed around.
Ran Ying was amazed, only to feel that countless bright color blocks were rapidly expanding in her eyes.
"A-Ying, look!" Wang Mao tugged at her sleeve.
Following the direction of Wang Mao's finger, Ran Ying stood on tiptoe and saw through the heavy crowd and saw that in the center of the hall on the first floor, a dancing girl wearing a gorgeous Hu costume and makeup was dancing Hu Xuan Dance.
Hu Xuan Dance is a dance that has just been introduced from the Western Regions in recent years, and is now quite popular in Goolan Washe in Chang'an. I saw that the dancing girl was wearing an exotic colorful long skirt, a tight top, and short sleeves, revealing her arms as white as lotus roots, which were twisted flexibly and softly like snakes, and her hair was scattered, and her clothes and hair were adorned with colorful turquoise agate ornaments. The dancing girl danced to the sound of drums, like petals of various colors fluttering in the air, and like light fluffy grass fluttering in the wind.
The drum beat faster and faster, and the dancing girl spun faster and faster, so fast that the wide skirt flew into a gorgeous and bewitching flower. Her long hair fluttered with a rapid spin, as did the long hair ornaments on her head, and the silver bells on her hands and feet jingled. Ran Ying was dazzled for a while, and even felt that even the dancing girl's face was blurred.
The guests around were fascinated and applauded.
At this moment, the dense drum beat suddenly joined the rapid rolling of the piano.
The piano was originally a musical instrument of the Han people, but the sound of the strings rolling faster and faster joined the rhythm of the Hu Xuan dance, and there was no sense of abruptness. On the contrary, because of the unique coldness of the piano sound, the warm and gorgeous Hu Xuan dance is a little more dignified and alienated.
The one who can think of such an accompaniment is definitely a master of fiddling with musical instruments.
At this time, some of the spectators shouted excitedly: "Jia Gongzi! That's Jia Gongzi! ”
Looking at it like this, those regulars looked up one after another and looked in the direction where the sound of the piano came from on the high platform on the second floor.
Ran Ying also followed everyone's gaze and looked up.
It was a handsome young man with clear eyebrows, dressed in a wide white robe, sitting barefoot on a high platform made of white marble, half draped in long hair, and his fingers running through the strings like madness. His chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were closed, as if he were fascinated.
Ran Ying's heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, and she almost cried out in pain.
That's Ziqing!
Why him? Why did he look like this, in this place where fireworks are drunk?
Several other students also recognized him, and they all looked at each other, stunned and overwhelmed. Yu Ziqing, the son of a family, how did he put Lang in this Fengyue Field to look like this? Didn't he take a wife?
Su Xuan pulled a guest and asked, "Who is that person?" Is it the luthier in this building? ”
The guest stretched out his palm and slapped it vigorously, his eyes shining, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach the root of his ears. He didn't have time to look at Su Xuan at all, so he just looked at the young man on the high platform in a frenzy, and said excitedly, "You don't know? That's Jia Gongzi! No one knew his name, but he called himself Jia Gongzi, who suddenly appeared on this street more than two months ago and became a regular visitor on this street. He played the harp whenever he drank it. His piano skills are amazing, and many people look for him in different buildings on this street every day, just for this moment, to hear him play a paragraph so unexpectedly! ”
His cheeks were red with excitement, and he grinned in the direction of the high platform, clapped vigorously, and shouted, "Good! ”
Su Xuan and the others were dumbfounded. Wang Mao looked at Ziqing on the high platform blankly, and said softly, "How did he become like this?" He turned his head and looked at Ran Ying: "A-Ying, he has always been the cleanest and self-conscious, how could he become like this?" ”
Ran Ying looked at him, her lips trembled, and her voice trembled: "I...... I don't know ......."
Is this still the young man in white who played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" for her under the clear and bright moon in the rain of pear blossoms flying in the sky? Is this still the Ziqing who looked at her with a gentle and calm gaze like autumn water?
How did he become like this?
At this time, the sound of drums and pianos stopped abruptly. This Hu Xuan dance is over.
The dancing girl who danced the Hu Xuan Dance took a pot of wine, walked up to the high platform with a soft body, sat down next to Ziqing, and handed him the wine.
As if he had no idea of the crowd looking up to him under the high platform, he squinted his drunken eyes, raised his head, and poured all the wine from the jug into his mouth.
Crystal wine ran down the corners of his mouth, ran down his chin, and soaked into his clothes.
Mai Girl's eyes were as soft as smoke, close to his ear, not knowing what to say to him.
Next to Ran Ying and his party, two dancing girls with fans in their hands were jealously discussing the two people on the high platform. One said dissatisfiedly: "Dong Ling is pestering Jia Gongzi again. Hmph, it's great to be able to dance the Hu Xuan Dance. ”
The other rolled his eyes and said in a strange tone, "Yes." Jia Gongzi said when he would come to Fang Silou...... It's annoying! ”
The previous one shook the jade handle embroidered gold fan in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at the Dong Ling who was dancing on the high platform: "She also showed off to the green fireflies, saying that Jia Gongzi personally told her that her eyebrows and eyes looked a little like the woman he liked." ”
The second covered his mouth and bent down to laugh, and his tone was disdainful: "Hmph, she made it up herself." On this street, she is not the only one who gets the accompaniment of Jiagongzi's drum and piano, is it that all of them have similar eyebrows and eyes? ”
The two giggled in relief.