The two hundred and forty-first go back and fall

"No need, no need, there is something else to do, so let's leave." Chen Xian waved his hand and refused repeatedly, for fear that if he refused too late, he would be detained for dinner, and he was afraid of accumulating food and constipation.

The sky is still slightly bright, the red lanterns in Pingkangfang have gradually lit up, and the sound of gold, stone, silk and bamboo is faint, rising and falling with the evening breeze.

Xue Lu fell on the Hu bed, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo outside, he also looked sad and had no energy.

I thought that by entering the Penglai Palace to rehearse music through this foreign teaching workshop, he would be able to show his face in front of the saint, and he had been a teaching workshop envoy for seven or eight years, and it was time to move his seat, but I didn't want Concubine Li to order two other teaching workshop envoys to take the official prostitutes into the palace to rehearse music, and he was left behind.

He was robbed of the limelight by two people who had only been teaching workshops for two or three years, and it was really too deceitful.

Thinking of this, he feels aggrieved, and the more aggrieved he is, the less he wants to take care of things, and the more lazy and unenergetic people become.

It was getting late, and the dark twilight swept in, and he fell asleep.

The sound of knocking footsteps hurriedly came into the room, he was so noisy that he had a headache, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and roared impatiently: "Get out, get away, if you quarrel again, I will chop you." ”

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and the person who came seemed to cower at the door for a moment, but still insisted on speaking: "My lord, the internal security department is here." ”

"Who? Department of Internal Guard! Xue Lu bounced up from the Hu bed, straightened his hair all over his head, slapped his cheeks a few times, told himself to wake up, put on a piece of clothing randomly, pulled his shoes, and asked while walking out, "Who is here and what are you here for?" ”

The man frowned, with a strange expression: "It was Han Shao Envoy from the Internal Security Department who came, and he also brought a young Langjun, ordered a table of flower wine, and ordered a few flower girls." ”

Xue Lu's hurried steps out suddenly stopped, and he looked at the man as if he had seen a ghost: "You read it right?" It's Young Envoy Han, not Leng Shaoyin!! ”

The man swallowed his saliva, if he hadn't seen Han Changdui a few times, he would have thought that he had been dazzled and recognized the wrong person, he nodded tremblingly, convincing himself that he was not mistaken, and his voice was a little firm: "That's right, it's Young Envoy Han." ”

Xue Lu's scalp was numb, and he didn't have time to think about what was going on, Young Envoy Han, who had never been close to women, would come to visit the teaching workshop to drink flower wine, so he quickly tidied up his clothes and hair buns, and hurriedly walked out.

There are three four-storey attics in the workshop, which are named after the words "wind", "elegance" and "song", which are used to receive gentlemen with different needs.

Xue Lu walked against the light, and while arranging his clothes, he hurriedly asked, "Which building is Han Shao making them in?" ”

The man looked at Xue Lu's expression, and carefully spit out two words: "Accord." ”

Xue Lu paused, pursed his lips and said nothing, and then walked forward.

The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was not scolded, indicating that his arrangement was correct.

It was already completely dark, and the wind passed through the corridor, blowing the lanterns hanging under the corridor violently, and the lights flickered on and off, corresponding to the lingering music in the building.

Xue Lu entered the Accord, Tengteng went up to the second floor, stood in front of the largest private room for a moment, calmed down, pushed the door in, and when he saw Han Changdui, although he had expected it, he was still stunned for a moment, and smiled affectionately in an instant: "The villain has seen the young envoy." ”

Han Changdu's back was stiff, and his hands were embarrassed and he didn't know where to put them, he was actually a little unsuitable for such an occasion, the rich smell of fat powder made the tip of his nose itch, and he couldn't help but want to sneeze.

Seeing Xue Lu push the door in, he suddenly felt like he had been pardoned, pushed away the flower girl who was stuck to him, and coughed lightly: "You are the sect envoy here." ”

Xue Lu smiled: "Yes, the villain is Xue Lu, the envoy of the sect." He raised his eyes and swept around, saw Han Changdui's embarrassment, and hurriedly relieved Han Changdui: "What music do adults like to listen to, villains will arrange it." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and when the flower girls saw this, they immediately straightened up, knelt down in a proper manner, and no longer made big movements.

Han Changwan finally relaxed a little, looked at Tuoba Fu Yun, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Fu Yunxian, if there is any song you want to hear, this is the teaching workshop, and there are many songs that are not available in the flower building outside." ”

Tuoba Fuyun suddenly became interested, his crooked body also stood up, bent his fingers and tapped lightly, tilted his head and smiled lightly: "I heard that there was a song in the previous dynasty, called the Lanling King into the formation, I don't know if anyone in the workshop will?" ”

Han Changdui was stunned for a moment, the Lanling King Entrance Song was a famous song of the previous dynasty, but Xuanzong of the previous dynasty issued an edict banning performance, and since then the score has been lost, and it has long been extinct.

Xue Lu was also stunned for a moment, he looked at Tuoba Fuyun, and saw that this person was wearing a jade crown, his face was as white as jade, and his face was as sharp as jade, and a pair of pitch-black pupils seemed to be condensed with a pool of blue water, and he looked extremely handsome, but he didn't see half of the fat powder.

He has been a teacher for many years, and his eyes are vicious, and he can see at a glance that although this person is dressed in Dajing costumes, he speaks Chinese very fluently, and his facial features are similar to those of Dajing, but he is by no means a Dajing person.

What nationality is this person, and how can he mention this song?

He looked at Han Changdu, and saw that this person didn't indicate anything, he flickered in his mind for a moment, and then smiled: "The teaching workshop once got the fragment of this song, and also tried to make up for the recital, but I always felt that something was missing, so I gradually put it down, if the adult wanted to hear it, the villain called the prostitute to come and try it." ”

Tuoba Fuyun rubbed his hands excitedly, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, it's okay if it's not complete, it's better than nothing." ”

Xue Lu saluted again, and then retired to find a prostitute who could play this song.

Han Changwan held the wine cup, squinted slightly, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Fu Yunxian is quite familiar with the sounds of these golden stones, silk and bamboos. ”

Tuoba Fuyun laughed: "Brother Han still doesn't know me, I've always been a gentleman, I have a headache when I see the words, I just like these beauties dancing and music." As he spoke, he really touched the chest of the flower girl next to him.

Han Changwan couldn't bear to look directly, lowered his head and grinned.

After years of not seeing, this person's acting skills have improved a lot.

He looked up again and looked as usual, took a bite of the snack with Hua Niang's hand, and asked lightly: "Who in your building will play the song of King Lanling's entry?" ”

The flower girl showed disdain, but in an instant, she changed to a delicate smile: "There is only one person in the building who can play that tune, but she is extremely ugly, Lord Xue is afraid that she will disturb the distinguished guests, so she is asked to do chores in the backyard, and she is easily not allowed to come forward." ”

Han Changdui sighed softly, and suddenly became interested, and his voice was a little high: "Extremely ugly? ”

Tuoba Fuyun wrapped his mouth full of snacks, and asked in a series of indistinct words: "Shouldn't all the beauties in the workshop beauties?" How can there be ugly, how ugly? Looks better than salt-free? ”

Hua Niang covered her face with a fan, only revealing a pair of shy eyes, and said with a sneer: "Oh Langjun, don't ask the slave anymore, you will have nightmares at night." ”

Tuoba Fuyun hugged Hua Niang into his arms, and laughed: "What are you afraid of when you have nightmares, a certain yang qi is heavy, sleep with you in your arms, and keep it from nightmares." ”

While laughing and talking, there was a knock on the door, and Xue Lu replied outside: "Lord Han, someone brought it." ”

Han Changdui coughed lightly: "Come in." ”

The door creaked open, and Xue Lu brought in a thirty-four-five-year-old prostitute, her hair was in a low bun, hanging over her ears, without hairpin embellishment, only two bright red silk strands hung down behind her bun, her face was covered with a veil, and she couldn't see the ugliness, and the eyes that were exposed were as quiet as a deep pool, and there were a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes, which added some wind and frost.

Xue Lu pointed to the position under the window: "Ruan Jun, you go and sit down there." ”

The prostitute did not speak, but walked to the window with her head bowed and sat on the ground with the lute in her arms.

The wind blew in through the open window, slightly lifting the veil from her face.

Fang had already learned from Hua Niang's mouth that this prostitute was extremely ugly, and Han Changdui and Tuoba Fuyun were both staring at her veil with great interest, and the corner was lifted, revealing a smooth and small chin.

This is also, not ugly, it looks quite exquisite, Ruan Jun, the name is also, quite elegant.

The two of them thought the same way.

Xue Lu was actually a little frightened, this prostitute named Ruan Jun ruined his face, he should have been expelled from the workshop and left to fend for herself, but she was quite talented in music and rhythm, many adults who came to the workshop loved her music very much, and the pipa in one hand was like a natural sound, which was amazing, he was reluctant to throw away this cash cow, so he left it, if Lang Jun ordered her music, let her face be entertained.

But since beating her and ruining her face, Xu is broken and broken, and her temper has grown, and there are always eight times out of ten times that she is stubborn and refuses to go, but fortunately she is in a good mood today, and she only mentioned one sentence, and she came over with a pipa.

Xue Lu was afraid that after a long delay, this prostitute would be stubborn again, so in order to avoid a long night of dreams, he hurriedly opened his mouth and asked this prostitute to play the music quickly, and left quickly after the performance: "Ruan Jun, the two adults want to listen to the song of King Lanling's entry into the formation, you can play the music." ”

Ruan Jun didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and the wind blew through the two silk silks, like two fires swaying and circling.

She raised her hand and flicked it gently, and a string of simple and melodious sounds jumped to her fingertips, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of the wind stopped.

With the sound of this lute, Tuoba Fuyun suddenly straightened up, the laziness on his face faded cleanly, and the more he listened, the more he leaned forward, and his face could not hide the look of shock.

Han Changdui was also stunned.

He had never heard this song before, only read the book recorded a sentence "the last sound agitated", this time he heard this music prostitute playing, he knew what the word "agitation" was.

This is not an ordinary sound of gold and stone, the sound and color are singing, graceful and magnificent, and the majestic atmosphere of thousands of troops and horses is unstoppable, tragic and vigorous, and it cleanses everything in this heaven and earth.