From Zhicheng to Chang'an, first go all the way to the north, along the Zhijiang River to Yanbo Lake, and then turn west. Since then, Zhijiang has been clear and blue, and it has never been seen again.

Xiao Yin rolled up the curtains, it was high autumn, the smoke waves were vast, and the apple grass crossing island seemed to be enveloped in smoke clouds, like a dream. Zhijiang's clear and clear voice also seemed to be confused here. The distant mountains are like eyebrows, and they are also the eyebrows of the beauties who are about to wake up.

"Stop!"

Xiao Yin shook off the hand of the apple, got out of the carriage alone, and walked towards the water's edge.

Yanbo Lake is not too far from Zhicheng, in the past, when my sister was not out of the pavilion, I liked it the most, Xiao Yin still remembered, when my sister was smiling like a flower, she was a happy woman with a full face. She smiled and said to her: "Ayin, here, is the most worthy of a song Bai Pinzhou." ”

Bai Pinzhou, that is my sister's favorite song, it is a song composed by that person. Xiao Yin didn't like this kind of tune, he felt that it was more than tactful, and he was too sad. My sister once said that when she is older, she will naturally understand the benefits of such a song. Before understanding this song, Xiao Yin understood first, but it was her sister's mind.

Such a leisurely tune. Back then, my sister's flute sounded together, and between the tunes, she looked at the eyes of the violin man, but she was smiling. It's a pity, now my sister even wants to listen to this song, and I'm afraid it won't mean the same anymore.

This is not only because the piano skills of "Quanxia Gongzi" may not be able to find comparable ones in Chang'an.

Xiao Yin is still young, but he also has some melancholy.

Clear, long, tactful.

The smoke and fog are stirring up the fog, as if listening to that tune again.

A piece played by Childe Izumishita.

Zhicheng's Lin Xi's son is really famous at a young age, and he is famous. Xiao Yin felt that it seemed that since he remembered things, the princes and nobles of Zhicheng had taken it as the highest honor to be able to listen to Lin Xigongzi's own song. A group of literati in Zhicheng feel that such a piano sound, no kind of romantic rhetoric is enough to describe, but the mountain forest spring water, natural work may be comparable to one or two. It just so happens that he has the surname Lin, so he has the reputation of "Lin Quanxia". Lin Xi also laughed at it.

In the tenth year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, a distinguished guest came to the Qilan royal court - the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The night banquet of Zhilan Palace, a big feast, the beautiful dancers have their waists and limbs, and they dance all the scenery.

In front of the palace, Lin Xi'e walked towards the water pavilion, holding his unique Jiaowei piano in his hand. Lin Xi only sat there, and his wide sleeves gently brushed the Jiao Weiqin on the case, and the beautiful scenery in the banquet of Zhilan Palace lost its color.

Twist slowly, pick lightly. Suddenly it flowed gracefully, as if it was sparkling.

The people in the banquet should be infatuated between the songs, Xiao Yin was just a little girl at the time, leaning on the west corridor of Zhilan Palace, only to feel that the picture in front of her was so beautiful, the moonlight was pouring down, the son between the water pavilions was like jade, and the rhyme was leisurely and blurred.

The dancing girl Jiao'e in front of Zhilan Palace is redundant.

Xiao Yin saw the man sitting at the top in a crab hub blue costume and a goose yellow crown belt, holding a wine cup in his hand, and talking happily with everyone.

"Lord Lin's son, he is talented and talented, and he really lives up to his reputation. The second son of the right phase of Luoyang Huan is really worthy of the sentence "South Lin and North Huan". ”

"The prince praised it falsely, how dare the dog be called the son of the right prime minister's family."

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What are they still saying, Xiao Yin can't remember very well now. However, at that time, the child's temperament and disdain in his heart are still remembered very clearly. At that time, when I saw my sister and Lin Xiqin flute together, I always felt that it was the most beautiful scene in the world. If there is a person in Luoyang who can be compared to the prince of the palace, she naturally doesn't believe it.

After a song, the palace maids rushed in, holding the lemongrass tea unique to Qilan. Xiao Yin rose up as a child, snatched the lacquer plate in the hand of the maid of the palace, and put half a cup of sake in the tea cup.

When serving tea, King Qilan saw that the young daughter Xiao Yin was mixed in the palace maids, holding a tray to serve tea to the prince, and he was very panicked at the moment, so he ordered his daughter to retreat. The prince just smiled, took the teacup, took a sip, his expression moved slightly, and then he regained his smile.

"Xiao Wang's young daughter has been arrogant since she was a child, and she has no rules, and she asks His Royal Highness for forgiveness." King Qilan's look at that time made Xiao Yin also a little flustered.

"It's okay, the lord is a lively age." The prince's voice did not have a trace of waves, "It's that the taste of Qilan's tea is very unique and interesting." ”

Looking back on that time, Xiao Yin felt a little confused. At that time, he was really bold, but he was eager to win for the child's family, and even the dignified prince of the dynasty was tricked. Xiao Yin has always been like Xiao Qiyun and Lin Xi's little tail, Lin Yi and Xiao Qiyun at that time were really the most perfect talents and beauties in the young Xiao Yin's heart. She doesn't allow anyone to comment on Lin Yi at will, not even the crown prince.

But the eldest sister's marriage made Xiao Yin feel inexplicably resentful. Heavenly will do it, no one can do anything, even the handsome and graceful son of Quanxia, he is powerless.

Xiao Yin rushed into Lin Xiqingwushan's courtyard and made a big fuss. For the first time, she held the Weng master's shelf and accused him, but she couldn't even go to say goodbye in person. Xiao Yin thinks about it now, and he feels that he was really ridiculous at that time, was he serious about it? can't stay together, it seems that they should forget each other.

What's more, what she is annoyed about is that since then, there has been no piano flute and Hebai Pinzhou in the world.

But Lin Xi silently suffered from her unreasonable trouble. Xiao Yin still clearly remembers that he sat there silently, just wiping his scorched tail over and over again.

Xiao Yin's later memory was blurry, and he was about a serious illness. Later, Lin Xi was rarely seen.

Now it is as if they have been reunited after a long absence, and it seems that they have heard the sound of the piano again.

Xiao Yin was a little stunned.

"Boom-"

"Smack!"

Two piercing sounds, and the leisurely misty smoke clouds suddenly dispersed.

"Who?"

"Lord Duhu, I don't know where the ignorant villagers came from, but they dared to disturb the car of the prince and the lord."

When the world is ignorant, they always respect only Luo Shang and not others. Lin Xi, who was dressed in linen, seemed to be no longer the same person as the prince guest brought by Eguanbo back then.

I haven't seen him for a long time, and Lin Xi is haggard. The son of Quanshita, who has always been handsome and graceful, is now full of decadence. Jiaowei Qin lay at his feet, clearly broken strings.

Deng Yao, who was standing on the side with a sword, still looked ordinary cold, and just ordered the black guard: "It's time to go, escort Lord Weng to the car." ”

It was this ignorant slave of the prince's mansion, Xiao Yin's heart suddenly became sad and angry. How can you not be sad or angry? For this Bai Pinzhou, which has only played half of the time, even if the daughter is scattered, it is rare to smell it, for this rare Jiaowei Qin, and even more for Lin Xi.

The black-armored guard bowed and asked Xiao Yin to return to the carriage. Xiao Yin didn't move for a while.

Back then, she once complained about Lin Xi, and she didn't even have the courage to give her sister a ride. Now, looking at the broken Jiaowei Qin on the ground, she was so sad that she felt distressed.

Did he regret it, but this belated Bai Pinzhou, my sister couldn't hear it after all.

She didn't dare to look at Lin Xi's eyes.

"Deng Duhu, can you tell me, who broke Lin Gongzi's piano?" Xiao Yin asked sharply.

Before Deng Yao could answer, the two black-armored guards next to him trembled slightly, and knelt down.

"Ayin," Xiao Yin was about to have a seizure, but was interrupted by Lin Yi, "There is no need to pursue it." I wouldn't have played the piano anymore. ”

Xiao Yin raised his eyes and looked at Lin Xi, but he didn't know what to say.

"From now on, there will be no more sons under the spring, and there will be no more Jiaoweiqin." After he said this, he didn't even look at Jiao Weiqin again. He just said goodbye, and then turned and walked into the smoke and reeds of the apple crossing island.

Xiao Yin squatted on the side of the piano and gently brushed away the weeds and soil on the piano.

"It's not early, please get into the carriage." Deng Yao's voice still didn't make waves.

Xiao Yin hugged the piano and walked to the carriage. A black-armored guard was already kneeling in front of the wheel, his head pressed low, waiting for his master to step into the car.

Xiao Yin was still angry.

"You get up," Xiao Yin said to the Black Armor Guard, turning to Deng Yao, "I want him to come!" ”

Lu Dingfu rode over and didn't have time to say anything.

Xiao Huan rolled up the curtain and said in a low voice: "Ayin! "Although Deng Yao is just a retainer of the Prince's Mansion, but in the end, he is the protector of the East Palace, and his sister is like this, which is too much.

Deng Yao had already strode to the front of the car and knelt down, just like the black-armored guard before.