Text: Chapter 5 and the Rites
The garden scenery of Hefu is a must, the strange rocks are craggy, the small bridge is flowing water, and the daughters are very happy to see it.
He Suoyi sprinkled the fish food into the pond, which attracted many koi to compete for fish food, Jiang Fu put down the small plate in his hand at this time, and asked: "You don't like that sister just now, since you saw her, you have been depressed, as if you have something on your mind." ”
He Suoyi shook his head slightly, but he thought that she was really worthy of being the daughter of the Jiang family, and her ability to observe words and colors seemed to be inherited nature.
"I can't say I don't like it, I just look upset, and before long, she will be my own sister."
"Your mother is going to succeed her."
Her eyes were always fixed on the koi fish grabbing food in the pond, and nodded slightly, in fact, her mother was a very indifferent person, and there were many concubines and concubines in He Mansion, but she never thought about who she had succeeded, but she could think that He Nuanliang's means were really high.
"It's nothing, even if she becomes a concubine, she is already a concubine, not to mention, if you don't want to, I'm afraid she won't be your sister."
He Suoyi kept silent, just nodded, the curves and curves in this were very complicated, and she naturally couldn't explain them to Jiang Fu.
I still remember my previous life, since He Suoyi and Gu Zhiheng were together, unconsciously, they gradually parted ways with these sisters, and now they are together again, as if they are in a different world.
He Suoyi smiled and took Jiang Fu's hand: "But I still remember that the five of us once played a fishing quiz together." ”
"Naturally, I remember, it's a pity that you haven't touched the pipa for a long time in all these years."
"Why don't we play a song together today, and it will be a gift from you to me."
"I can't ask for it."
The maid pulled up the light veil on the Xianyun Pavilion to cover the faces of the four girls, and at this time, the musical instrument had also been hugged by the maid, after all, He Fu is a hundred years old, even the musical instruments are among the best, and the strings are plucked, it is a crisp sound, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, like a hibiscus crying dew.
He held the pipa in his hand, played it gently, the four of them had their own hearts, the tunes were compatible, the sound was harmonious, the light pick was slow to twist and wipe the re-pick, the big strings were noisy like a torrential rain, the small strings were cut like a whisper, the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and the noisy cut was wrong. A song of Yuqiao's Q&A is high-pitched and agitated, if you don't see it with your own eyes, how dare you believe that it comes from the hands of four boudoir ladies.
"Lord Wang, you want the little one to take a look."
Gu Zhiheng relieved himself, immersed in the beautiful rhythm just now and didn't want to wake up, this kind of technique, even if it is better than that of court musicians, I never thought that there were such wonderful people hidden in He Fu.
This time I came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pull He Hui to his own front, but this guy avoided the important and trivialized, and never agreed, no wonder this old fox can stay in the prime minister's position for so many years, it is not without reason. Originally, it was a stomach full of irritability, but as soon as I walked out of the Shoto Temple, I came across such beautiful music, and my whole heart suddenly quieted down.
"Go and ask which musician in Xijing is it."
The little guy got the order and respectfully retreated, and Gu Zhiheng's eyes moved to the Xianyun Pavilion, but in an instant, the wind blew and lifted the corner of the veil
I happened to see a woman in a purple cloud shirt, hugging the pipa, lowering her eyes and smiling, the heavens and the earth seemed to have lost their color, and only the curved red lips remained, which became the beauty in his eyes.
The light veil fell, and the glimpse just now was like an illusion, and the cold wind swept by, startling a pool of spring water.
Gu Zhiheng looked at the place just now and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, until the little guy who went to inquire stepped forward to say goodbye.
"Lord Wang, the pavilion is not a musician, but He Suoyi, the eldest daughter of Prime Minister He, Jiang Fu, the daughter of the Imperial Doctor, and Lin Ruyi, the daughter of the Marshal of Soldiers and Horses, ......"
"What to rely on." Gu Zhiheng still had the same stunning color in his mind as he had just now, and his gaze moved away from the pavilion: "Today is Miss He's ceremony, isn't it?"
"Back to the prince, exactly."
Gu Zhiheng turned around and said slowly: "Give the jade bracelet given by the mother concubine yesterday to Miss He, as her gift." ”
"That jade bracelet was given by Qin Niangniang to her future daughter-in-law, the prince ......"
"What should this king do, do you need a minion to tell me?" The cold voice made the man close his mouth for a moment, and he didn't say anything more.
Everyone said that the ninth prince was a benevolent and righteous gentleman, gentle and gentle, but after serving his own prince for so many years, he knew that his own prince was just a ruthless executioner wearing a mask of benevolence.
When he looked up again, the prince was already a few meters away from him, and the little guy hurriedly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and chased after him quickly.
He Suoyi's hand playing the pipa paused, and his heart was inexplicably up and down, always feeling that something was going to happen.