The emperor has already been hooked by the artistic conception in Chu Ci, and Yu Wenyun is indeed ingenious, so he has already come to the interest and praised again and again: "Play on the spot, creative!" "It was right away.

The more the prince listened, the more he seemed to find that there was something strange in the middle, and he didn't speak at the moment and watched Yu Wenyun make a scene.

And King Yi, I don't know if it's because of injury or because he doesn't want to say more to cause criticism, so he simply didn't say a word from beginning to end, just watched, Jin Yu didn't hear King Yi say a word behind the door.

Yu Wenyun is not enough this time, and he wants to maximize his interest in having fun on weekdays: "Xun and pipa alone don't seem to be enough!" It would be better if there was another rare instrumental music match! ”

Yu Wenyi's interest seemed to be higher, and he immediately said: "Father, the son feels that since he is seeking novelty, he will simply do his best, just two pieces of instrumental music are monotonous, and I am tired of listening to any piano and drum on weekdays, and today I simply ask for a new word according to the seventh brother!"

The emperor applauded: "Lord Bo, what strange instruments are there in your music workshop for everyone to take a look at!" ”

The master Bo was very embarrassed: "Yes, yes, but not necessarily someone will!" ”

Qianqian's voice came through the carved door, gentle like a trickle, and her words in the chaotic voice Jinyu listened very comfortably: "Your Majesty, Qianqian's husband is serving as a musician in Taichang Temple by the emperor's grace, and he knows very well who is good in the palace, so it is better to invite him to ask!" ”

At this point, Zhuo Yinfeng and the prince should have seen the purpose of this play, the prince didn't speak, but Zhuo Yinfeng couldn't sit still.

The exit stopped: "The emperor's dog is stubborn, and he is not worthy of being elegant!" "It's too ugly to say, this is picking up his own face, not saying a word or two, the prince still thinks that he is secretly helping Jinyu.

As the saying goes, a mouse can't drill the bellows, it's Zhuo Yinfeng today, and his words are not painful, and he can't stop the emperor and Yuwenyun at all, plus there is a Yuwenyi who doesn't know whether he is intentional or unintentional and keeps helping Yuwenyun rub the side drums.

"What is Lord Zhuo, what are these words, today's rehearsal of all the relatives are eager to perform well, you are good here to stop it once or twice, once or modestly, twice that is just done. Besides, your uncle has long been famous in Yongcheng, and this princess just wants to take a look! ”

The emperor was provoked by Yu Wenyi's sharp teeth and smiled: "The mouth of the fifth girl is so powerful, Zhuo Aiqing is forced by you to say a word, and the horse has always been bullied by you on weekdays!" ”

In one sentence, it not only calmed down the dispute between the two, but also reconciled the atmosphere and expressed his decision, Zhuo Yinfeng had nothing to say.

Not long after, a purple-clothed inner prison came to pass on, Jin Yu followed respectfully, and knelt on the ground respectfully without raising his head to the main hall.

"On the way back to the emperor's inner eunuch, I have already informed the ministers of the matter, and there is indeed a rare musical instrument in the Si Le Fang that is rarely used, but the timbre is consistent with today's martial arts celebration!"

"Tell me more!" The emperor's words above the throne came from afar, as thick as bells and drums.

"Wow! (Yu three sounds!) The shape is like a tiger, scraped with bamboo strips, the timbre is clear and sonorous, and the Xun pipa can get Yale! Jin Yu said smoothly, and everyone listened to it rightly, and the words paused and said: "There are not many good people in the palace, so they are all left in the Si Le Fang and covered with dust. But the minister is a little good, but he is busy managing the Si Orchestra on weekdays and can't play! ”

"Oh! In that case, isn't that just right! Yu Wenyi's voice came, and Jin Yu raised her eyes to see a woman in the banquet with a pretty face and a flower crown, it should be the fifth princess!

Jinyu's face was calm and she bowed respectfully.

The emperor was naturally accurate, not long after, Xun and the pipa all moved, Jin Yu raised his eyes to see Qianqian's three-ring updo today, four gold beads and jade leaves of the hairpin are inserted on both sides, the agate beads at the end of the hairpin are swaying, although the ladies sitting there are gorgeous and rich, but the elegant temperament between Qianqian's eyebrows is unique, and she can't help but smile slightly.

The fifth princess next to this smile made a noise again: "Although the uncle of the Nangong Hou family is a noble son from a poor family, this appearance is really handsome, and he is really envious of others when he looks at the love affair with Qianqian's eyebrows!" And hydrangea marriage is still a good story! ”

While talking about the noble son of the poor family, and talking about the handsome appearance, I don't know whether to praise or lose, Zhuo Yinfeng, who provoked him, had no choice but to humble himself and said: "There is just a pair of skins, the princess has won the award!" As he spoke, he glared at Jinyu fiercely from the corner of his eye.

Jinyu, Qianqian, and the Seven Princes parted and sat opposite each other, and found more than a dozen male and female singers to recite Chu Ci.

On weekdays, the three of them don't have time to rehearse together, and if they have to rely on tacit understanding, they only have the little that is left of ten years ago.

Qianqian and Jinyu were still practicing before, but Yu Wenyun just looked at the opportunity thoroughly, fortunately, his Xun only played a guiding and interspersed role, and the singer's singing and drinking turned out to be flawless.

The distant sound of crying is like the sorrow of parting, and the endless sorrow of the road together is turned; Qianqian's rotating shaft plucks the strings and is noisy and miscellaneous, like a thousand-mile march; The sound is crisp and cold, like the hearty pleasure after the war; The voice of the female singer is tactful and quiet, and the voice of the male singer is deep and low, complementing each other, which is a mourning for the sacrifice and a love for the man on the battlefield.

And among all the music, Jin Yu's voice plays the main key that leads the rhythm, and for a while, the pipa and Xun songs are like the stars holding the moon, all of which are setting off Jin Yu.

After the completion of a song "Nine Songs of National Martyrdom", the emperor couldn't help but admire again and again, and even his cheeks were dyed red, I don't know if it was because this song touched the old memories, and the passion buried in the blood was re-ignited.

"This rehearsal is really different!" King Yi, who had not spoken for a long time, followed with admiration, "It reminds Erchen of the years when he fought on the battlefield with his father, it is so embarrassing!" ”

"How heroic my father was! Although the daughter has never seen it with her own eyes on the battlefield, every time her father and two elder brothers return, they take a look at the army on the city wall that is hundreds of miles away, which is enough to shake the heart! ”

"Hmm!" The emperor's smiling eyes narrowed into slits, and he looked at Jinyu who was kneeling on the ground and said kindly: "It is indeed a very talented young man, and with your musical talent, the official residence of the seven-rank musician is a little condescending." ”

With a raised eyebrow, the emperor said to the purple-clothed inner eunuch beside him with a straight face: "Spread my will to promote Zhuo Jinyu of Taichang Temple to be the official of Taichang Temple and enter the sixth grade!" ”

Jin Yu hurriedly thanked him, raised his eyes and saw that Qianqian was smiling, looking at himself gently, King Yi's face was calm, and it was none of his business, the prince's face sank, and Zhuo Yinfeng's face on the opposite side turned blue and white, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

After Jinyu's rehearsal, the rehearsals of other relatives and relatives were overshadowed, but the emperor was also lacking. With a few polite sentences, he led a group of concubines back to the harem, and the rest of the people couldn't sit still with their own concerns, so they retreated one after another.

Zhuo Yinfeng left all the way, Qianqian wanted to wait for Jinyu to go back together, but Jinyu hurriedly came to explain that there was something in the palace for Qianqian to go back first, and left.

Seeing Jin Yu's disappearing back, knowing that he might not be able to leave for a while, he took the long-awaited Rue Xiang and everyone to leave in a carriage.