It was as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the dream, shrouded in a thick fog, became real.

The fog gradually dissipated, and the face of the woman sitting under the tree gradually became clear.

What kind of face is this?

Since ancient times, there has been the beauty of sinking fish and geese, he didn't believe it before, but since he saw this woman's face, his fish heart seems to have really sunk.

It is really a peerless beauty in heaven that is rare and difficult to find on earth.

Zheng - Zheng Zheng -

It's the piano tone.

The beauty under the tree, the jade hand caresses the piano, the strings move, twist and pick, as if angry and angry.

What kind of dream is this?

Zheng –

The woman who was not playing the piano was not playing, as if she had a feeling, and looked in the direction where Li Muyu was like autumn water, and glanced at him lightly.

She smiled.

The woman smiled, the world was discolored, and everything was obsessed.

"The slave family has been guarding for thousands of years, and finally waiting for the son."

Li Muyu wanted to answer her, and he wanted to answer her words very much, but he couldn't.

The first time, the second time, and this time, he was still like a spectator, standing quietly to one side, unable to utter a word.

No, this time, he is no longer a spectator, he has entered the game, into a dream.

"A wisp of ghost of the slave family, parasiting in the phantom spirit bead, does not enter reincarnation. And this time when I met the son, the slave family got what they wanted, and the obsession disappeared, and I was willing to play a song here and give it to someone who was destined. ”

"Ding...... Knock ......"

The sound of the piano starts, the world has changed, in the deep palace, the red tent is light yarn, before the window, the woman's green silk is like a waterfall, when the window is cloudy sideburns, and the mirror is pasted with yellow flowers.

This is...... Dreamland?

The eyes are like water, but with a touch of coldness, it seems to be able to see through everything, the ten fingers are delicate, the skin is like clotted fat, and the snow is pink and white, and it seems to be able to wring out water. A pair of red lips, smiling and smiling, every move seems to be dancing.

The jade hand lifted the skirt lightly, the lotus step moved lightly, and the foot was lifted down the stone steps, and the sound of the ring was melodious.

stroked the broken hair around his ears, pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows, without saying a word.

"Niangniang, you should rest early, the emperor is resting at Concubine Rong today, I'm afraid he won't come to our palace."

Hearing this, the eyelashes of the woman in the palace dress trembled slightly, and she was expressionless.

"Baojuan, you bring my Chun Siqin."

"Mother, it's late at night, I think you're still ......"

"What? Are you still afraid that in this deep palace and cold courtyard, someone will trouble me? ”

"Slave...... The slave did not dare. ”

The palace woman sighed, and as soon as she raised her hand, she ordered the palace maid to retreat.

After a while, the two palace maids stepped forward with a handful of zithers and carefully placed the zither on the long mahogany table.

The woman in the palace dress walked over Tingting, sat down next to the guzheng, her eyes fell on the guzheng, and she sighed faintly.

"Ahh

The wind picked up, and the petals of the acacia flowers fell scattered, blowing her brow.

Her slender and white fingers plucked the seven strings, and a clear and smooth sound of the piano sounded, as if it was flowing water, with a touch of sadness.

Persuade the king not to spare the golden clothes,

Advise you not to cherish your youth.

Flowers can be folded straight and must be folded,

Don't wait for no flowers and empty branches.

......

If you complain like admiration, if you cry like a complaint, the aftermath is lingering, and it is endless.

The breeze blows, the fragrance of acacia flowers is swirling, in an instant, the light silk flutters, the mournful piano sound is like a long night in this deep palace, lonely, lonely, between the hands and the hands, whose heartstrings are vibrated by that commercial string? The movements slowed down slowly, and the sound of the piano became elegant again, tactful, with loneliness and sadness, just like the fragrance of this acacia.

In this life, Li Muyu seems to be incarnated as a piano for the woman in the palace, crying and laughing with her, happy with her, and annoyed with her. Ten years in the deep palace, Li Muyu has seen all the prosperity in the palace, and also seen the warmth and coldness of the people in the palace, and for a while, his heart moved.

The fog gathered and dispersed.

When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer the precious mahogany in the deep palace, in this life, he lived in the bag of a down-and-out scholar, and on the long road to the exam, he bumped along with the scholar.

He is an elm piano.

It is dilapidated and old, but it is the scholar's family heirloom, and the scholar will always carry him wherever he goes.

Ding Dong –

The scholar sighed in his heart at the moon caressing the qin.

Tomorrow is the day of the exam, if he passes the exam, then he will soar into the sky, if he doesn't win......

Zheng Zheng –

After decades of rushing to take the exam, in order to provide him with the entrance examination, all the products that their family could sell were sold out, except for this piano......

Zheng Zheng –

In this exam, he can't afford to make any mistakes!

The sound of the piano is contending, like rain falling on plantains, like Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the scholar's piano, restless and restless.

Decades of hard reading in the cold window, wearing the stars and the moon, reading at night, the ambition in my heart is difficult to pay, I will try tomorrow, only succeed, not fail!

Reading is not a Confucian sour, and the leaping horse enters Jincheng Pass.

......

"The big list is out! The big list is out! ”

......

"Good news, good news, I will try the good news, congratulations to Zhu Gongzi for trying the first place in Enke High School!"

......

Crackling, crackling. Outside the inn, gongs and drums are noisy, and firecrackers are dancing. The scholar stared blankly at the Annunciation, and his heart welled up with unbelievable ecstasy.

I'm in!

I really hit it!

Daddy, mother! The children's club has won the first place Huiyuan!

......

After a long drought, it is a rainy day, and a foreign country meets a familiar one. The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is inscribed.

Li Muyu looked at the scholar who soared into the sky, and his heart was also happy, and he got what he wanted, perhaps the rarest luck in his life.

Immediately afterwards, the scholar went all the way through five levels and cut six generals, and he would try the yuan, and the palace test champion, just like exploring the bag, all the flowers and applause washed the lonely temperament before the scholar. Energetic, the scholar at this time is the most hotly discussed figure in the entire capital now.

Everything went so smoothly.

When he first entered the officialdom, he was loved by the emperor and made steady progress.

Marry a wife, have children, be promoted, and make a fortune.

The first half of a scholar's life is completely the best posture of a winner in life, but.

Life, the most afraid but.

At the age of forty-five, he turned from prosperity to decline, and his bribery was exposed by his colleagues, and Long Yan was furious.

Wusha was seized, his official position was cut, and his nine clans were also copied.

The scholar who was kicked out of the capital, he didn't want anything, he just wanted to take his elm qin, the broken and old elm qin.

Just like when he first came to the capital, he and Qin were bumpy and dusty all the way.

It's just that he was full of hope at that time, and he was full of despair at this time.

Li Muyu hid in the piano, in this life he accompanied the scholars, watching his ecstasy when he passed the exam, and watching his grief and depression when his evil deeds were exposed. He went up and down with the scholars, enjoyed the wealth of the world when he was proud, and also accompanied him to wander away when he was in trouble.

Decades later, his heart has moved again.

The fog rose again and spread for a long time. The breeze blew, and the fog cleared again.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw sand, weeds, and lakes.

In this life, he is a black carp, an ordinary mortal fish who cannot be cultivated.

Foraging, surviving, surviving.

Finally, on a dark and windy night, he was caught again by a fishmonger.

Ding——

It seems to have the sound of a piano, and it seems to be a hallucination. Li Muyu, who was caught in the fishing net, knew that this time he would not be able to escape the fate of being slaughtered.

It's just that I don't know, in this life, he has no good-looking scales, he can't blink, and he won't shed tears, will anyone come to save him again?