Because of the Flower Conference, Baitang taught Chen Sihai to give the Zhu brothers a seven-day vacation. Who knew that when the brothers heard that Sang Yuan was going to do something big, they refused to go home.

When their father heard the news, he drove the carriage to pick up his baby son and let them go back.

"Lian Baitang wants to hold a conference in the weaving industry." Zhu Tongguang said excitedly, "The opportunity is rare, let's join in the fun." ”

Zhu Tonglin nodded with his brother: "Yes." Dad, let's not go back yet. Let's go. ”

Zhu Xuwen finally saw his son, and he almost didn't dare to believe his eyes. Although they still looked like they were not beaten, their skin was darkened and they were thin. When he spoke, he was full of breath and panted without moving, and he was surprised: There is still a way to practice Baitang! Smiled and asked, "Didn't you write letters and make noise for me to pick up people before?" ”

Tongguang waved his hand and said: "This time and that time!" "How can they just stay in the mulberry garden? You don't need military training, you don't need to work, and you can watch a big lively.

"That's right, Dad. Help us bring two sets of change of clothes. ”

"I want that azure robe—"

"And the ornaments. Jade pendants, hairpins and folding fans! We can't let our brothers lose face in front of many guests wearing short shirts! ”

Zhu Xuwen looked at the beautiful mulberry garden like a garden suspiciously, and asked curiously: "What kind of conference is Lian Gongzi going to hold?" ”

"Flower Congress." When Tongguang stayed in the mulberry garden for a long time, he already knew it clearly. He pointed to a young man in front of him and said excitedly, "Steward Shen is back!"

Shen Wenlan kept moving, smiling at them, and rode his horse to the weaving workshop in the depths of the mulberry garden.

Zhu Xuwen blurted out: "Good character! ”

Thinking that his son said in his letter that Lian Baitang actually invited the Shanxi general soldiers to teach them in person, Chen Sihai was described as fierce and unreasonable. He and his mother didn't believe it, and the two masters came to train you two civilian children? It's not so beautiful to dream!

Later, he secretly went to inquire outside the mulberry garden, and found out that what his son said was true. I couldn't help but be secretly shocked by Bai Tang's handwriting. Seeing Shen Wenlan again today, although half of his face was wearing a mask, he was in his prime, and his high-spirited appearance still aroused his envy.

Songzhuzhai is full of talents.

Shen Wenlan got off the horse and was about to find Baitang to report the situation in Jiangnan. Unexpectedly, a pair of hands pressed on his saddle, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Wen Lan." ”

Shen Wenlan's whole body stiffened in an instant, and he turned back in disbelief, and his brother, who had not seen him for many years, was in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Big brother-" After being ecstatic, the two brothers hugged each other and cried!

Bai Tang said to Quan Hong, who had red eyes and lost his soul beside him: "What's the hurry? Shen Wenlan will not go. ”

If you want to go, you can't let him go!

Quan Hong shook his head and said nothing. The Shen family found Wen Lan, even if Wen Lan still stayed in Mulberry Garden, it was indispensable for his family to arrange for him to marry a wife and have children in the future. And they had agreed before: it is good to gather and disperse, and never force it.

"I'll go see how the venue is set up first." Jeon Hong departed gloomily.

Bai Tang pursed the corners of his lips, saw the two brothers of the Zhu family turned back again, and asked in surprise: "Why didn't you go back?" ”

Tongguang pretended not to care and said, "It's too troublesome to go back and forth." I simply didn't go back. “

After speaking, he pulled his younger brother and ran to the dormitory.

Bai Tang heaved and reminded them in the back: "Dare to cause trouble during the conference, wait for Mr. Chen to kill you alive!" ”

The brothers ran back to the dormitory without breathing.

In the early morning of the tenth day of the fourth month, the blue sky was so blue that there was no blemish of white clouds, and occasionally a few white clouds like cotton wool drifted by. The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the sky is clear.

At the beginning of the construction of the mulberry garden, Baitang designed two auditoriums, large and small, for press conferences and banquets.

The weaving workshop owners with their own capable subordinates, the weavers of the flower industry, the masters of the design pattern gathered together, the attendants transferred from the palace are well-trained, the reception is thoughtful, everyone sits down, there is a feeling of home.

Brother Zhu Tongguang also changed into decent clothes, and they were well-dressed in the banquet hall, looking left and right, excited.

Before the conference began, a group of beautiful Jiao'e came up on the flower-filled stage in front of them, all holding musical instruments in their hands, guqin, flute, erhu, and even a small row of bells!

The woman at the head had a pair of dark eyes that were shining with anticipation, and she bent her body and said shyly: "Beijing Xianle Fang is playing for Lian Gongzi's flower conference, please advise gentlemen!" ”

Yao Shishuang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xianle Fang? Practicing Baitang is on the road! Let's hear it. “

Boss Lu smiled disappreciatively: "It's enough to have this heart." "In terms of music and rhythm, where can it compare with the musicians of Suzhou and Hangzhou?

Jiang Chuqiu is quite interested: with the temperament of practicing Baitang, what he takes out his hand is definitely a first-class good song!

Qianqin said with a smile: "Lian Gongzidao, the only repertoire that can celebrate today's conference is "Silk Road". ”

Silk Road?

The merchants are interested: dare to love is still a new song that has never been heard!

Bai Tang smiled in the audience. Music has no borders, Kitaro, a genius in the music industry, has never set foot in China, and the song "Silk Road" composed with feelings and imagination is perfect except for a little less vicissitudes. So he made a slight modification, and the chimes with a higher timbre rang slowly.

As soon as the chime rang, the entire banquet hall fell silent in an instant.

The melodious bell sound, with unparalleled penetrating power, is like a fairy sound outside the sky, and the ancient rhyme is calm and elegant. Bai Tang closed his eyes and savored the moving melody of the opening, without paying attention at all, a group of people quietly came outside the banquet hall.

Xu Rong was patrolling outside the door, and when he saw someone coming, he was shocked and was about to pay homage, when the emperor waved his hand and said, "What tune?" ”

After the chime, the erhu followed. Different from the common grievances of the erhu, the erhu of the pianist of Xianle Fang is extremely smooth, a little desolate, with the melodious and bright timbre of the flute, which perfectly interprets the perseverance of the business traveler and the joy of arriving at the destination.

The emperor listened to it for a long time, not to mention the bosses in the venue.

In front of everyone's eyes, there seemed to be a sea of sand, rows of brigades advancing in the scorching sun. The wind and sand are blowing, the mouth is speechless, the whole team is silent, only the sound of camel bells.

The chimes rise again, slowly knock down the last few notes, and the aftermath lingers, and the song ends.

Yao Shishuang's expression was solemn. This Lian Gongzi turned out to be an all-rounder!

It's not easy to do, he couldn't help but shake his head, things are not easy to do.

The aftermath dissipated, and the audience reluctantly applauded. At first, there were a few scattered sounds, and finally it became a far-reaching trend.

The Emperor snorted, "Where did he find the tune!" "If he had taken it out earlier, he would have been able to show off his feelings at the banquet of foreign envoys.

Xu Rong hurriedly introduced the emperor into the venue. Xu San's eyes were sharp, and he saw the emperor coming in person. Surprised, he greeted him quietly. He said softly, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"