Chapter 13 A song is like a passing year
The poignant melody poured out from Situ Lanfang's fingers, and a song "Bead Curtain" is full of lovesickness and sorrow, and every inch of loneliness is like a gray erosion, and sadness occupies the heart.
Like a beautiful woman, her skirt flutters lightly in the attic, dancing, but no one appreciates it, dancing alone.
After the song is finished, it is like a love thread breaking in an instant, and everyone savored it.
Qin Ruobai was drunk and slightly cute, clapped his hands with his hands, and shouted roughly: "Okay." ”
Everyone woke up, and they saw a young man leaning crookedly in front of the small table, applauding from time to time and not hitting, and passing by with the wrong hand.
Everyone laughed, but they also applauded their face: "Wonderful!"
Situ Lanfang has a generous temperament, and there is no unhappy posture in contrast, but is the same as everyone else, covering her mouth politely and chuckling.
Qin Ruozi always felt that the voice just now was slightly familiar, but it was coming from the man's side, and the man among the relatives couldn't match it, so he had to turn his attention away with a touch of worry.
Today's situation is grand and unexpected, she has waited so long, and finally got her mother's permission to participate in the Liuyu party, in previous years, she only had envy, this year she will definitely not let go of this opportunity to shine.
Thinking of Qin Ruobai, who was sick at home, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull out a touch of pleasure, when people are unlucky, they even drink cold water and stuff their teeth, Qin Ruobai missed the Liuyu meeting, what if she is a concubine, her reputation will definitely not be as good as her from now on.
As everyone knows, someone has already been annoyed with Qin Ruozi, this person is the one who invited Qin Ruobai to fail, and learned that she was sick, after investigation, if Qin Ruozi hadn't framed Qin Ruobai for many things, he would not have been rejected by a woman.
No matter what the situation was, he only remembered that he was rejected, and he couldn't annoy Qin Ruobai, who had a reason, so naturally he could only annoy Qin Ruozi, the culprit.
"Twenty-two, who's Twenty-Two?"
Someone on the stage called the number, Qin Ruobai looked left and right, thinking that he didn't know which stupid hat, he was probably drunk and unconscious, and he even forgot about the game.
But why does these twenty-two sound so familiar?
Qin Ruobai thought about it and suddenly woke up, stupidly took out his brand from his cuffs, glanced at it closely, and then hurriedly raised his hand to answer: "I'm here, I'm twenty-two." ”
On and off the stage, they all looked speechlessly, suspected of falling down the young man, and the blue corners of his clothes and the black back of his head made everyone silent.
"Ahem!"
Qin Ruobai was completely ashamed when he was drunk, he smirked, staggered and picked up the lyre, and shook two crooked tones in the midst of everyone's shaking their heads and sighing.
"This man can't do it!"
"If you can't do it, stand down!"
"Alas~ the shaft is meaningless. ”
Qin Ruobai sat down cross-legged, the precipitated piano rhyme opened, and there seemed to be flowers blooming on top of the majestic Cui Wei, no matter how many opinions there were just now, at this moment, no matter what everyone was doing, it was forbidden to listen to it.
The heart is empty and quiet, the years are quiet, no matter how much disturbance is far away, as if being between heaven and earth, there is the sound of flowers blooming in the ears, the sunrise breaks through the sky, and the sunset lingers.
It is a kind of flowing nature, sitting and watching the clouds roll in and relax.
The slender white fingers left the strings, and Qin Ruobai woke up most of his own wine, so he was very excited, but he was not like the rest of the people, indulging in the sound of the piano.
"Good!"
As soon as everyone looked up in annoyance, they saw that the little boy who had just played a song was clapping with embarrassment, as if he was very embarrassed to be stared at, and the applause became quieter and quieter.
A group of old men and young men and girls sighed at the same time in their hearts, this son is talented, but his temperament is honest and jumpy, and he can't teach people, which is really loveful and hateful.
"This song should only be in heaven. ”
"This is the young man I just told you about, and I remember his number plate, which is number twenty-two. ”
Ji Tianxiang couldn't help but stand up, and asked everyone's hearts in a tactful tone: "May I ask what is the name of this song?"
Qin Ruobai replied loudly: "This is "A Thought from the Red Dust". ”
One heart and one thought, far away from the world.
"Very apt. ”
Some people nodded and praised, and some people gritted their silver teeth, Qin Ruozi resented this young man in vain, and cut off the demeanor of the follow-up person.
Unless it surpasses him, it is just a tasteless mundane thing.
Situ Lanfang looked around at the faces of the rest of the women, pinched the small handkerchief and sighed, fortunately she played it before, otherwise her self-confidence would have been hit at this moment.
Who said that the finale is the best, some talented people are so angry that they don't pay for their lives, and being in front of them is used to hit the existence of calculations in the hearts of others.
Qin Ruobai wrote everyone's praise, and continued to hold his flushed cheeks, looking a hateful appearance of hiding his merits and being nameless.
This piece was a score she got from his study when she married Baili Yu a few years later, and it was difficult to reach the goal of her mood, and she never played it in front of people.
There is only wind and snow in my heart, and I am naturally accompanied by red dust, and I don't live a chic enough, but now I am full of hatred and hide in my heart, but I have left an unprecedented peace.
No one knew that she was a demon in her own chains under her smile, lurking in the darkness, controlling her roaring and resentful heart so that one day she could love her flesh.
Qin Ruozi, I don't know if you can adapt to my flamboyant provocation.
No one can beat Qin Ruobai, Qin Ruozi is no exception, her song "Good Night Introduction" is not even very brilliant, and there are many follow-ups that are much better than her.
When the mood is broken, the track will naturally collapse.
Qin Ruozi wanted to smash the piano in her hand angrily, but this was not a place where she could be willful, and even the General's Mansion would not be able to protect her if she caused trouble.
Pursing her lips and holding back her temperament, Qin Ruozi prayed that the flow would end soon, so that she could leave this place where she couldn't breathe quickly.
If you are not having fun, you can participate in the additional questions. Ji Tianxiang got up and stroked his palm, stretched out his hand to the side, and saw the long space suddenly put down there.
The question asked by the above letter is: whether the imperial tomb should be built or not.
From this, we can see how free the speech of the apocalypse is, taking women as an example, many shackles have been lifted, so that women and men can participate in the grand occasion of the Liuyu meeting together.
And the abolition of the imperial tomb and the relative freedom of women depend on one person, and that person is Li Derong, the empress of the founding monarch of the Apocalypse.
Emperor Taizu and the empress had a deep love for a couple, and the two loved each other so much that Emperor Taizu was willing to dismiss the three thousand beauties in the harem for him and favor her alone.
When Emperor Taizu and his empress had not met, Li Derong was just the concubine of a certain courtier, which was why Qin Ruozi had illusions, she boasted in her heart that Li Derong was not inferior to anything, and now only Baili Yu was just worthy of her.