"Who is this?"

"It's such a beautiful piece of music!"

Yin people live inside.

Both the members of the mission and the officials of Honglu Temple looked at the second floor with surprised expressions on their faces.

The beautiful and agile sound of the piano floated out from there.

The gentle melody and tranquil mood depict the beautiful scenery of the world......

The music continues.

For a while, everyone didn't have the heart to think about who the musician was.

One by one, indulging in this beautiful music, a peaceful picture involuntarily appeared in my mind.

in the picture.

The sun is setting and the evening is full moon.

People are floating in light boats, rippling on the spring river.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are stacked with green, and the flowers and branches make shadows.

The water is rippling and the oars are sounding.

Listen, listen, listen.

An inexplicable emotion came to my heart.

Everyone present felt a sense of tranquility in their hearts.

Over time.

The first piece of music is coming to an end.

Everyone is still immersed in the far-reaching artistic conception created by the music, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

On the stage, the bright moon Oiran listened to the music and looked at the second floor, her beautiful eyes were full of reverence and admiration.

This piece of music, from the tune, to the idea, to the performance, is far better than her.

Look at Zhou and Qian.

I'm afraid that only Tang Yixue, the world-famous shopkeeper of the Moon Viewing Building, can be compared with it.

Side of the mission.

Wei Xinglai's expression gradually became stiff.

The smile on his lips disappeared.

His eyes became a little dazed.

Before coming here, he had clearly investigated.

In the entire Qianguo, except for Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of the Moon Viewing Building, who has left, no one can beat the bright moon Oiran in the music and rhythm.

Where did this person in the private room on the second floor come from, in just one song, he was able to suppress the bright moon Oiran!

Just when he was puzzled.

Zhou Zheng, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple on the opposite side, also had a huge change in his expression.

First at a loss, then with surprise, and finally with joy and excitement......

He looked at Wei Xinglai, did not hide his excitement at all, and said loudly:

"This official is here, and when he hears this song, it is as if he is on the riverside and feels the ripples of the smoked wind...... Wonderful! It's wonderful! ”

The voice fell.

Many people opened their eyes and looked at him, and their eyes were dissatisfied with being disturbed.

"Listen to the music! Talk nonsense! ”

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng instantly realized his mistake and shut up in a hurry.

It's just that the joy in his eyes overflowed.

The tune continues.

In the picture, above the Spring River, the return boat is far away, and everything is silent, which seems more tranquil.

"It's over?"

Everyone felt the change in tune, their expressions were dazed, and they were a little unsatisfied.

This time.

It ends with the sound of the piano.

The melodious sound of the flute suddenly sounded.

The beautiful tune is like a fluttering butterfly dancing in the air, and like a spring flowing in the mountains.

Close your eyes.

In front of him are thousands of lights and bright stars.

The sound of the flute is quiet, but it gives people a feeling full of vitality and joy.

In the harmonious and tranquil melody, the artistic conception is vast and tranquil and full of interest.

Suddenly.

Everyone seems to be in the midst of a prosperous era, thousands of weather, and a lot of feelings.

"Two instruments, two tunes, although they depict different scenes, but one before the other, echo each other.

Sketching a picture of the warbler singing and swallow dancing, the prosperous picture of the Haiyan River is clear, giving people a sense of beauty of quiet years, which is really instructive...... Admire! ”

At this moment.

Listening to this beautiful music, even Wei Xinglai, the envoy of the Zhou State, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The rest of the mission members were even more immersed in it and could not extricate themselves.

The end of the song.

The crowd was still intoxicated, and they were still unsatisfied.

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud ......"

"When I heard this song, from now on, all the music will be boring."

"I don't know who composed this song, it's really moving!"

"No matter how touching the song is, it must be interpreted by everyone to have a charm, the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute are all the best in the world, but I don't know who is sitting in the private room on the second floor."

Hear the emotion of the members of the mission.

The officials of Honglu Temple all thought of something, and their eyes were a little more strange when they looked at the second floor.

If they're not mistaken.

There are only four people on the second floor.

Fang Xiang, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's personal maid Lin Wan'er......

And, the little girl who captivated the country and the city and amazed everyone.

Fang Xiang and His Majesty are both worldly and resourceful, and they don't have time to fiddle with musical instruments, even if they know the rhythm, they can't reach this realm.

His Majesty's personal maid should also be a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, with everything.

But I had never heard of such a world-class piano before.

Exclude these three.

There is only one left, which is Fang Xiang's personal little maid!

In other words, it's very likely that such a wonderful piece of music came from her!

"It's unbelievable that the little maid next to Fang Xiang has such a world-class talent!"

"It's worthy of being a square face, there are many talents around you, just pull one out, you can amaze the world!"

"No matter what the occasion, Fang Xiang can always turn the tide at a critical time! Admirable! ”

The officials of Honglu Temple were overjoyed and discussed.

The members of the Zhou delegation were silent and speechless for a long time.

I don't know how long it took.

On the side of Honglu Temple, a young official borrowed pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from Yin Renju's servant, and began to write.

While writing, I also read at the same time.

"In the second year of Tianyi, on the nineteenth day of the yang month, Honglu Temple invited Zhou envoys to ...... banquet in Yin Renju"

Just half a cup of tea.

Just record everything that just happened.

From the envoys of the Zhou State proposing to meet friends with music, to the appearance of the bright moon Oiran.

and then to the envoys of the Zhou State to talk about etiquette and social music.

At last......

Everyone suddenly heard a song, as if they were in a prosperous world.

Even the members of the mission couldn't help but sigh, once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud......

Adding oil and vinegar depicts the image of an envoy who has been slapped in the face.

Wei Xing looked at the young official, his face was gloomy to the extreme, but he was helpless.

After all......

Everything he recorded was what had just happened.

Most importantly.

Before that, they sent someone to record it.

There is a prerequisite for this.

Even if he tried to stop the young official, he couldn't find a suitable reason.

At this moment.

The most embarrassing thing is not Wei Dongxing.

It's the accompanying Hanlin Academy's book.

He held the pen and looked at the official opposite, his face was sad, and he didn't know whether to record it for a while.

After a while, he finally couldn't help it, leaned over to Wei Xinglai's side, and asked in a low voice:

"Master Wei, do you want to record this matter?"

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai's eyes burst out with anger, glared at him, and said angrily: "You were kicked in the head by a donkey?" ”

The Hanlin Academy was scolded, and said with some grievances: "Didn't Lord Fang Cai tell the lower officials that when he entered the Yin Residence, everything that happened had to be recorded?" ”

"You!"

Wei Xinglai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said word by word: "Then why don't you record this sentence as well?" ”

The Hanlin Academy book was slightly stunned, and said in his heart:

Makes sense!

So, take a pen and write it down on a piece of paper.

"Lord Wei said: Your brain was kicked by a donkey......"

Then why don't you record this sentence as well?"

Wei Xinglai knew that he was resentful, and he disobeyed him.

But seeing this scene, he still couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth:

"If you don't want to stay here, you can get out! This official doesn't force you! ”

The Hanlin Academy Dictionary ignored him and wrote on the paper by himself:

"Lord Wei said: If you don't want to ......"

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Get out!" ”

The Hanlin Academy Book raised his eyes and glanced at him, and continued to write down on the paper.

"Lord Wei said: Get out of ......"

“......”

At this moment, Wei Xinglai really has no choice.

You can't beat him up in front of so many people.

can only endure the fire, and said expressionlessly:

"It is His Majesty's will to pull you from the Hanlin Academy to the mission, and it has nothing to do with this official, you don't have to be here to serve yin and yin, yin and yang are weird......"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw him write on a piece of paper:

"Lord Wei said: ...... you"

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai took a deep breath and no longer cared about him, but looked at his side.

There, a burly man was munching on meat.

"Shen Shang, it's up to you later, don't embarrass the official."

The burly man named Shen Shang swallowed the meat in his mouth, looked full of confidence, and raised his eyebrows:

"Lord Wei, rest assured, under the whole world, the strength is better than that of the lowly person, I am afraid that it is still in the mother's womb!"

"As long as the cadres agree to the competition, they will definitely win!"

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai calmed down a little, smiled again, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Good job!" ”

"You eat first, and when you are full of wine and food, the official will propose a contest with the cadres."

"Thank you, sir!"

Shen Shang said, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

The other side.

Honglu Temple Shaoqing Zhou Zheng looked at Wei Xinglai, whose face was ugly, with a smile between his eyebrows, and raised his eyebrows:

"Lord Wei, I wonder if I can raise a glass now?"

Wei Xinglai could naturally hear the ridicule in his tone, and squeezed out a smile and said:

"Naturally."

"It's just that the official still has a matter on his mind, and I don't know if Lord Zhou can solve it for the official."

Zhou Zhengdao: "Lord Wei, please speak." ”

Wei Xinglai looked at the second floor and said slowly: "Lord Zhou, can you reveal who is playing the music just now?" ”

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a moment and said, "This matter, the official can't agree." ”

Wei Xinglai looked suspicious and said, "Why is this?" Could it be that the person has a noble status and a respected status, and it is inconvenient for Lord Zhou to disclose it? ”

Zhou Zheng thought for a while and said, "Yes and no." ”

Now.

Wei Xinglai was really a little puzzled and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Zhou Zheng saw that he was chasing after him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "That's it, this official will send someone to tell you if he is willing to reveal his identity." ”

So saying, he called a servant, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

The clerk understood, answered, and walked to the second floor.

After a while, he returned to Zhou Zheng's side and told him the result.

Zhou Zheng listened, his face showed a sudden expression, and he said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's her!" ”

Opposite side.

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai was even more puzzled.

Could it be that Zhou Zheng also knew the identity of the person who played the music?

Zhou Zheng got permission, looked at Wei Xinglai, smiled, and said:

Fang Cai said that it was yes and no, because her identity was special......

In terms of identity, she is just a maid.

But in terms of status, she is the personal maid of the Prime Minister......

As far as this official knows, there is only one personal maid next to the Prime Minister, so there is no problem in saying that she has a noble status and a respected status. ”

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai was momentarily stunned.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, and his face was incredulous.

"Ya...... Maiden ......"

"How can you play such a beautiful piece of music, and you can't raise your head to suppress the bright moon and the Oiran, how can you be just a little maid!"

seemed to see the doubt in Wei Xinglai's eyes.

Zhou Zhengdao: "It's normal for Lord Wei not to believe it, but Lord Wei must know that this official has no reason to lie to you." ”

When Wei Xinglai heard this, although he still felt a little incredulous, he no longer doubted it.

He subconsciously looked at the private room on the second floor, his eyes were complicated, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear:

"The plan carefully prepared by this official was actually planted in the hands of a little maid......"

............

In the private room.

Wu Mingkong looked at Yang Yuhuan in front of him, his eyes were shining, and asked:

"Where did you get this tune?"

Yang Yuhuan thought for a while and replied:

"Xiangye gave it."

Wu Mingkong turned his head to look at Fang Xiu, and said with a suspicious expression: "He still understands the rhythm of music?" ”

Yang Yuhuan showed a look of admiration on his face and said: "Xiangye not only understands the rhythm of music, but also is very powerful, and the tunes played by the slave family are all composed by Xiangye." ”

Wu Mingkong was a little unconvinced, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked, "Really?" ”

Fang Xiu asked rhetorically, "What does Your Majesty think?" ”

Wu Mingkong thought for a moment and did not speak.

Although she felt that it was impossible for Fang Xiu to be proficient in music, even if she was proficient, it would be impossible to make such a world-class song.

But.

In the past few months, Fang Xiu, this guy, has proved one thing with his actions countless times.

The things she thought were impossible were all true in the end!

Therefore.

For a while, she wasn't quite sure if this song was composed by Fang Xiu.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu sighed helplessly and said:

"Where did the minister get the time to make some tunes?

The tunes were all composed by the little girl herself, so she just wanted to put gold on the minister's face. ”

When the little empress heard this, she subconsciously looked at Yang Yuhuan.

Sure enough, I saw that her cheeks were flushed, and she was obviously pointed out of her thoughts.

In fact, strictly speaking, Yang Yuhuan is also guilty of deception.

But the little empress didn't take it to heart at all.

She looked at Yang Yuhuan with a pair of good-looking eyes, and said:

"If this is the case, Yuhuan can be regarded as a meritorious contribution to the imperial court today.

The court has always had clear rewards and punishments, let's talk about it, what reward do you want? ”

Hearing the reward, Yang Yuhuan seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Your Majesty, is it okay to give any reward?"

Yang Yuhuan asked softly.

The little empress thought for a while and said, "What I can do, try to satisfy you." ”

I got the answer I wanted.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Xiu on the side with a pair of watery eyes, his eyebrows were full of anticipation, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and he said slowly:

"The slave family wants to ...... Xiangye"