Feng Changxue picked up the stick with a smile, held it up and looked at the lamp, put it on the desk and said, "Later." ”

"Now that the order is divided, let's start the competition!" Yang Xiaohou was so excited that he asked people to send the prepared blindfolded white strip to Mu Jianqiu's case.

After Mu Jianqiu neatly blindfolded Bai Tiao, he raised his hand to signal that Yang Xiaohou could start.

Yang Xiaohou got up, walked to the musicians, and told them the tunes they had already thought of, so that they could grasp them, stop when they wanted to stop, and play the wrong place where they wanted to play. He doesn't arrange, he doesn't deliberately, he does it naturally. Then, he found a place to sit down next to the musician and raised his hand for them to start.

He clapped his hands together and patted them together, and a crisp sound sounded. Then there was the sound of cracking silk and then flicked up, and it was not only the pipa and the qin that echoed in the elegant room were Ruan Xian, but also the song of the flute and the sheng Xun Yue Rou Man broke through the clouds, and for a while, the quiet building suddenly became immortal, Qionglin Yuyun.

This is an ancient song, when Kyushu was not divided, the lord was happy, ordered people to recommend the world's good musicians, and it took three years to collect folk music and compile the "Guangle Score". Then, he ordered everyone to compose this "Phoenix War Dance", which was revised and practiced by the central master, and gradually formed a unique sound that influenced later generations for a hundred years.

Bai Zhengyan's expression was in a trance for a moment, thinking that his father also loved string music back then, especially obsessed with this piece, and often practiced with the palace concubines. Later, only she could play the most quintessential tune of this piece and be happy with the dragon's heart, so she led all the dancers to rearrange the "Phoenix War Dance" together and became famous all over the world. The father gave the word "Yuhua Phoenix Dance", and even the title of "Phoenix Dance Princess" later came from this.

At that time, the new emperor ascended the throne and gave her the name, which naturally had the meaning of enveloping, and the "Phoenix Dance Eldest Princess" obtained from the "Yuhua Phoenix Dance" was the meaning of inheriting the trust of the previous emperor.

After Bai Zhengyan sneered slightly in his heart, he smiled bitterly again.

The brilliant and beautiful voice gradually stopped, Yang Xiaohou couldn't help but make people mistake a few times in the middle, and now he looked at Mu Jianqiu with a smile and said, "Xiao Mu, it's your turn." ”

Mu Jianqiu untied the white stripes covering his eyes, his eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was faint, pointing out the fallacies of the song one by one. As for the order in which the instruments are played, the pauses, and even who breaks and where, he can do them all without the slightest mistake. At this moment, not only Yang Xiaohou was very surprised, but even Feng Changxue was smiling slightly, but there was a touch of deep thought and concern in his smile.

Bai Zhengyan was not familiar with them, but when he met such an outstanding person, he also had a trace of respect in his heart, and raised a glass to him.

Mu Jianqiu was slightly stunned, but also saluted her move.

"Wonderful, wonderful, unexpected, unexpected......" Yang Xiaohou couldn't help but clasp his hands together and "snap" a few times, shook his head gently, walked all the way back, looked at Feng Changxue on the side and smiled ill-willedly: "Brother Changxue, it's up to you next." ”

Feng Changxue's eyes were calm, and he turned his head to ask Bai Zhengyan: "What kind of song is the virtuous brother most familiar with?" ”

Bai Zhengyan shook the cup's hand for a moment, thought for a moment, and said: "The Sea of Clouds Soaring." "She's not lying, it's what she's most willing to listen to, it's something she's loved since she was a child. In retrospect, when he was in Luming Villa, Gu Xi played for her once, why could he always easily see through other people's minds? One night in the suburbs of the border city, she played the piano and Gu Xi danced the sword, and she played this song.

The past is like smoke, and when I think back at this moment, I will be careful in my heart one by one.

She pressed the faint pain in her heart, took a deep breath, and smiled faintly at the corner of her lips.

When everyone heard this, they were all disappointed. Although the tune of this "Soaring Sea of Clouds" is elegant and pure, it is not very difficult to play. Compared with the above "Phoenix War Dance", it is simply that adults and children, beauties and ordinary beauties, peerless celebrities and unknown hermits.

Yang Xiaohou sighed and said urgently: "This one is too ordinary, right?" ”

Mu Jianqiu pursed his lips and didn't speak, but there was a faint look of inquiry in his eyes, looking at Feng Changxue.

Feng Changxue said with a smile: "Since it is the most familiar to the virtuous brother, let's do this one." ”

His words not only disappointed everyone again, but even Yang Xiaohou glared, Mu Jianqiu showed a trace of doubt on his face, but Bai Zhengyan felt in a trance that he was saving face for himself, lest he make a fool of himself too badly later? Does he not care if he wins or loses? Or is it something else?

Bai Zhengyan raised his eyes to look at him, and was about to see a hint from his expression, Feng Changxue had already grown up, stuffed the little fox in his arms to Yang Xiaohou, and said, "Help me take care of it for a while." ”

Yang Xiaohou took it cautiously, nodded, and then looked at the little fox with two or two fox eyes, and he pursed his lips disdainfully. The little fox ignored him, only turned his head to look at the pastries and wine on the table, and occasionally raised his eyes to linger on the beauties present, and finally fixed on the face of Feng Changxue, and the crystal round fox eyes showed a look of admiration and intoxication.

Feng Changxue turned a blind eye to this, and only focused on discussing something with the musicians, whispering softly, with a friendly attitude.

After some deliberation, Feng Changxue nodded lightly and showed a satisfied smile. He turned around and pulled out a long peacock feather from the vase in the corner, and his slender jade-white fingers reflected the colorful feathers in the light, flicking and flicking, causing the peacock feather to slide out a graceful arc. His purple-clothed demeanor was fluttering, like a branch of a Yao tree, and he looked back and signaled to Bai Zhengyan, "It's time to start, the virtuous brother will deal with it calmly, and the victory or loss will be borne by the brother." ”

Bai Zhengyan smiled lightly, bowed slightly at him, picked up the white strip in the tray on the desk, and tied it around the back of his head.

After a while, the familiar tune sounded, and then gradually merged with the sheng flute and flute, and then added Ruan Xian, Yueqin, Konghou, and Guzheng one by one, and finally the pipa sounded slowly, slower than the other, and the night flute was hurried, faster than the other. She had never tried to play it on such an instrument, and a fresh sense came to her mind. According to her evaluation, these musicians are all good at it, but compared to the musicians in the Imperial Palace of Ul back then, there are still some deficiencies, and the cooperation of each instrument, the skills of the people who play it are inevitably a little uneven.

Bai Zhengyan frowned slightly, feeling quite sorry in his heart. This piece has been rehearsed in this way, and if it is played by the musicians of the year, it must be even more flawless. Just when she felt a little lacking, a sound of blowing leaves came across the air, breaking the dullness of the music and bringing in a new interest. A simple song, actually to this person to blow a high sky and let the birds fly in the sea and let the fish leap freely and uninhibited, that song reverberates, cracks the rocks and shocks the clouds, and shows a graceful and loose lazy elegance in the passionate and high-pitched, which makes people only feel that they are winding around the beam, and they never get tired of listening to it.

The forest garden not far from the Yuanshan Restaurant is quiet and silent, and the broken snow falls on the petals of a few white plum trees in the garden, which is cold and fragrant, and spreads in this black and Qianqian night.

The quaint plum branches hide the screen window, and the plum shadow is like a butterfly. In this elegant room, only the curling white smoke brings a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which spreads endlessly from the void to the elegant rooms everywhere, casting a mysterious veil on this elegant room.

Under the light light shadow of the white crane, a young man lay on the Huanghuali recliner with his eyes closed, his dark clothes were like clouds and water beside him, and the sleeves and placket of the shirt were embroidered with exquisite and elegant plum blossoms. His long hair hung down, black as ink, and his bun was crowned with silver openwork, and a silver hairpin ran through it, and a crystal purple jade was inlaid between the flourishing patterns at the top of the silver hairpin.

Through the misty white smoke, you can faintly see that his cheeks are slightly red on his beautiful face, and his slender figure looks a little sickly and skinny. He lay there quietly, with such a cold and unintentional expression, such an elegant and lazy posture, and a mysterious and bewitching temperament rushed to his face.

"Who played this flute?"

"The wind grows and the snow grows." In the shadow of the corner hides a man who is always on call.

"It's a pity that such a person should have indulged in heaven and earth, but mistakenly joined the illustrious scholars." His cold voice, emotionless voice.

"They are competing, and the five princes are also there." The man in the shadows returns.

"For what purpose?" He raised his thumb and tapped the corner of his eyebrow gently.

"Mu Qi, the peerless beauty of the first family of the Moguo. The fifth prince was so fond of this woman that he couldn't extricate himself, but this woman not only refused to marry into the royal family for the sake of Gu Shezhi, but also made it clear that he would not marry if he was not a king. Empress Mo Tingxue now intends to marry the prince for the Mu family and become the crown princess of the East Palace, so as to consolidate the power of the prince, but also to win over the Mu family. The shadow's calm, unwavering voice recounted the facts.

"The forces behind the fifth prince naturally don't want him to participate in this marriage at this time and become the target of the crown prince and the queen. Feng Changxue and Yang Han were sent as lobbyists, and they thought of a way to let the five princes leave Beijing, and they competed along the road, but for some reason the five princes agreed to them. ”

"Crazy men and women." The young man let out a cold sneer, "In addition to Feng Changxue, Yang Han, the third son of the emperor, there is another person in the elegant room upstairs, who is he?" ”

"She's not ours, and I don't know if she's the other party's person, it's a woman." The shadow said indifferently.

After frowning slightly, the young man said with a sigh of relief: "Has Yun Yanzheng ever left the Ulguo Buddhist Temple?" ”

"I haven't left, and the secret guard has confirmed that Yun Yan is in the Buddhist temple." The Shadow told the story of the Pigeon's biography.

"Check the identity of that woman, don't let her ruin our layout." The young man's faint tone was tinged with judgment.

"My subordinates understand, so tonight's plan is still going on as scheduled?" The Shadow asked.

"Do what you do!" The coldness in the boy's voice froze his blood.

"Yes, young master!" The shadow turned and disappeared.