"The concubine doesn't want to go, don't worry, the concubine An Ansheng stays in the tent and will be fine." Jue Chan refused as always, avoiding Concubine Tong's gaze, looking straight at the fresh melons and fruits on the plate, waiting for Concubine Tong to give up.

But Concubine Tong came with a request, how could she give up easily, and finally said honestly: "Do you know how to play the piano?" ”

Jue Chan didn't understand, and Concubine Tong said again: "I heard Wen Guifei Niangniang mention it, saying that you are proficient in needlework, chess, calligraphy and painting, although I haven't seen it, I think Niangniang won't talk nonsense." The concubine didn't know which one to think of, and mentioned in front of the emperor that I should play the piano at the bonfire conference, and the emperor thought that the imperial concubine played the piano well, so he thought that I would too. Although I can, but I'm too vulgar to perform in front of the emperor at all, it doesn't matter if I let them watch jokes, it's my sin to make the emperor lose face. ”

Jue Chan looked at her intently, and Concubine Tong suddenly took her hand and said, "I know you have a good heart, Concubine Wen often says that you have a good heart, can you help me once?" You're a lot older than me, and I should have called you sister, but ......"

"The mother is serious, and the concubine doesn't dare to be it." Juechan prevaricated, but Concubine Tong pleaded again and again, "If you don't help me, I will only be laughed at by them, and the imperial concubine will definitely reprimand me when I go back, I should not have followed." ”

"Niangniang said to the emperor, can't you play the piano?" Jue Chan is still reluctant to come forward, although she has not touched the piano for many years, she has long been unskilled, but the hook and touch that is integrated into her bones, she can slide ten fingers out of thin air thinking. Qin was taught to her by Rong Ruo, in the past, she was smart at everything, and she could learn everything.

"The Gege of the Karaqin Department will dance, and we didn't bring any princesses here, so the concubine told the emperor to let me play the piano and perform, which is no longer something I can shirk. Can you help me? There's always going to be someone to perform, but I really can't. Concubine Tong was so anxious that she was about to cry, and she grabbed Juechan's arm tightly with one hand and said, "Since entering the palace, I haven't done anything good, and nothing has been achieved in my sister's eyes, and this bonfire meeting is also to celebrate her giving birth to a princess. ”

Juezen wanted to say that it had nothing to do with her. But Concubine Tong is really pitiful, she has been pleading, there is no difference between dignity and inferiority, Jue Chan thinks that she is young, and her identity is special, there are indeed many difficulties that others can not understand, she can condescend to beg herself, she must be desperate, and this matter is not difficult for her.

But there are too many scruples about performing in front of the emperor, and there will be one person watching him in the crowd, and even another person.

Shen Wan's words suddenly drilled into her head, everything that day still seemed like a nightmare when she thought about it now, what did she look like when she faced Shen Wan, how did she feel like a lost dog when she woke up? Where is she not as good as Shen Wan, why can't she tolerate the love in her heart when she guards her heart?

"Juezen ......"

"Niangniang, can you please let the palace maid bring the piano? The concubine has not played for a long time, and she has to practice before she dares to perform in front of the emperor. Juechan was shocked, and he agreed without knowing how to blurt out, and said to Concubine Tong with a resolute expression, "The concubine will not let the mother lose face." ”

If Concubine Tong was amnesty, she was so happy that she came back to life, and pulled Juechan to thank her again and again. In the next two days, Concubine Tong and the nobles of Juezen always rode to distant places to play the piano, and did not let others notice anything.

When it was finally time for the bonfire meeting, night fell, the bonfire was burning, and the slaughter of cattle and sheep was very lively. The princesses of the Mongolian tribes sang and danced in front of the emperor, the Mongolian people worshiped the heavens and the earth and the eagle totem since ancient times, the Mongolian dance was vigorous, subtle, stretched, heroic, the princess of the Karaqin Department danced a song, the sound of the festival in the field continued, the emperor was pleased to reward, and laughed that he wanted to marry the princess to the children of the clan.

On the side of the concubines, the concubines and concubines sat at the same table, and the two looked at the concubine Tong who was sitting under the emperor, and they felt very uncomfortable. Concubine Tong is younger than them next year, and her qualifications are shallower than them, just because she is the emperor's cousin, just because she is the sister of the imperial concubine, she compares them to the concubines, and she has been in the palace for so many years, but she has not earned anything.

"The imperial concubine has excellent piano skills, won't Concubine Tong be bad?" Jing Concubine was suspicious, and said with confidence, "Don't let her lose face, but let her have a long face." ”

The concubine sneered: "Sister still doesn't worry about me? Xuan Ye didn't think much about it, saying that since it was a good talk, he didn't have to be polite, and happily agreed, and asked Concubine Tong how it was, Concubine Tong's heart was pounding, and she had the courage to say, "The emperor forgives the sin, the concubine burned her finger yesterday, I'm afraid she won't be able to play the piano." ”

There was a slight sigh under the seat, and I heard Concubine Tong say: "The noble man of Juezen is a master, and the concubine has instructed the noble person of Juezen to perform, but the emperor listens to a song, if it is not good, you only ask the concubine about the sin, and the noble person of Juezen is innocent." But if you play well, what will the emperor reward? Juezen nobles want it, and concubines want it. ”

Xuan Ye heard the Chan Clan, and couldn't help but glance at the side, not far away, Nalan Rong Ruo was leading the guards, holding a saber to protect the safety of the holy car, no matter whether he heard Concubine Tong's words or not, at this moment, he only stared at everything in the field without squinting his eyes like an eagle, Xuan Ye knew that Rong Ruo was loyal to him, and he understood better that Rong Ruo and Jue Chan's childhood sweethearts were indeed not simple.

The emperor's mind can be open-minded, or he can be narrow-minded, depending on what he does and who, it depends on whether he cares or not.

"Have fun tonight, I ask you what your sin does? Let the nobles of Juezen come to perform. The emperor happily agreed, raised his glass and drank, but when he saw the palace maid and eunuch arranging the piano stand and stool in the field, Jue Chan slowly came out of the side holding the qin.

Dressed in a flag dress of lake blue brocade, her hair bun is decorated with palace flowers of the same color, and the faint silver silk tassel hangs down with her steps, moving with her steps, just a simple and generous outfit, which has completely set off her own beauty.

Let's say that today's harem concubines, clan ministers, and princesses and princesses of various Mongolian tribes are all covered by the bright moon and stars and blazing bonfires.

Although it is an obstacle to etiquette, although the woman who should not look directly at the emperor like this, I feel that the Zen nobleman is too beautiful, she bows up dignified and thoughtful, and gestures are like sapphires that can shine at night.

There are sighs from time to time under the seat, not to mention the concubines, the ministers often hear that the nobles in the palace are stunning beauties, and the male dependents of the foreign ministers have rarely seen them.

Jue Chan turned a blind eye to all this, and after saluting respectfully, he sat in front of the piano, secretly took a deep breath and sat up straight, and when he was about to raise his hands, he saw Nalan Rongruo not far from the emperor.

He took a group of guards to protect the emperor's safety, and his deep eyes swept the people in the field over and over again, and suddenly fell on him, and suddenly looked at each other, Rong Ruo was suddenly startled, and hastily avoided his gaze, Jue Chan wanted to follow his eyes, but she knew that if she looked at it again, she would hurt Rong Ruo.

Restraining the pain of heartbreak, Jue Chan bowed slightly, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes swept over the women who were gathered and sitting, and a dazzling gesture in the crowd attracted her, it was Shen Wan who followed Mrs. Cao to attend, she was looking at herself intently, just like she was talking in the tent that day, but Jue Chan was no longer afraid of this proud gaze, and after a cold glance, she fixed her mind on the strings.

Ten fingers are smart, a string is plucked, but I don't know whether it is Jue Chan's stage fright or mistake, it is actually a slip of the strings, only a muffled buzz, there are female dependents under the seat to cover their mouths and laugh, as if waiting to see her jokes, but feel that Zen's heart is not distracted, slender hands are slightly raised, a song "Yangchun White Snow" slipped out from between the fingers, the smart and light piano sound, as if you can see the prosperity of the revival of all things in the spring back to the earth, obviously the elegant guqin and this bonfire cooking sheep scene is very incompatible, but she uses ten fingers to override all the rough existence, Ding Dong piano sound, It made the people present listen to it as if they were fascinated.

At the end of the song, there was silence all around, and there was no cheering after the dance of Princess Karaqin, Juechan sat calmly in front of the piano, waiting for the emperor's instructions, but without waiting for Xuan Ye to speak, the prince of Karaqin suddenly said: "The sound of the noble piano is like a heavenly sound, can the emperor ask the noble person to give another song, let me wait for the rough grassland people to listen to it again?" ”

Xuan Ye was not very happy, although he didn't like Jue Chan, but Jue Chan was his own woman after all, such a beautiful posture was placed in front of everyone, even if he had his decency, it was enough to make him feel embarrassed. I wanted to refuse, but the prince of Karaqin pleaded again and again, and Xuan Ye didn't want to save face, he glanced at Concubine Tong, Concubine Tong understood, and shouted to Juechan's family: "Juezen noble, please play another song, if there is no other song, it is fine, if there are other songs that you are good at, you can play it." ”

Jue Chan replied, and when he straightened up, his eyes fell on Nalan Rongruo's body. Although the bonfire was bright, after all, it was not as real as seeing it during the day, and she still had the courage to look at people who shouldn't be looking, but even so, she couldn't keep an eye on it, but just a glance at him and his eyes were opposite, which once again caused heartbreak and severe pain, and now there was another woman in the banquet, who could also play the piano and compose poems, and also had a stunning appearance, and now there was another woman, who had already occupied his heart.

Unconsciously, a tear slipped from her eyes, just a drop, fast and thin, and would not make people perceive her sadness, but ten fingers stroked the strings, and a song "Flowing Water" echoed in the night sky, sounding like a towering ambition in the mountains, and a sound in the flowing water, but what she said was just the sadness of her loss of her soulmate.

A gust of grassland night wind passed violently, blowing the crackling sound in the bonfire, blowing so that Rong Ruo's armor was sonorous and powerful, and "Flowing Water" gradually stopped, but the sound of string breaking, which was hidden in the applause, seemed to cut through his heart, and he clenched his fists in pain, watching her walk to the emperor's side, and watching her take the wine glass from the emperor's hand with a smile.

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