The ceremony is cumbersome, but because most of the princesses in the palace are young daughters, it is rare to see the grand occasion of the ceremony, and the concubine also pursues perfection, if you watch the ceremony first, it is also a beautiful thing. So, Song Yuxuan took her daughters to watch this grand ceremony. When the time comes, I saw that the inside and outside of the palace are colorful flags fluttering and flowers are in full bloom, so it is not lively! In particular, the palace where the queen is located is even more lively. Among the royal women, only Song Yusui is the highest middle-aged - Song Yuqiu's grandmother is the eldest princess of Yan, her mother is the third aunt, Song Yuqiu's sister is Mrs. Yan, Song Yuqiu's grandmother is the eldest princess of Yan, Song Yuqiu's mother is the queen of Yan, Song Yuqiu's sister is the eldest daughter of Yan, and Song Yuqiu's sister is the eldest daughter of Yan, and Song Yuqiu's sister is Song Yuxuan's second daughter. It's just that I'm old, and I need someone to help me when I stand up, and Shou Ning also complained to Song Yuxuan before, I don't know if the old lady will be unlucky enough to pull her long hair that she cares for.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help snickering, and Ah Luo said to Song Yusui unhappily: "The eldest concubine is about to cry, but she is also happy!" Song Yuqiu looked at her face with a bright smile, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in her heart, what's wrong with her? Ah Luo smiled and said to Song Yuqiu, "Song Yuqiu is ready for you." "Oh! All right! Song Yuqiu put away his smile playfully, and Ah Luo threw the red sandalwood pipa into Song Yuqiu's arms and said, "Come with Song Yuqiu, be careful not to let others notice." ”

Ah Luo walked forward with Song Yuqiu, and along the way, Gong Renren kept asking her where she was, and she didn't answer patiently. "Why don't you speak? Why are you talking to them about that?" Leren asked, "Is this for you to know?" Song Yuxuan thought about it, but still didn't answer. When she finally came to the end of the corridor, she looked left and right, and whispered and repeatedly told Song Yuqiu not to make a sound before pushing Song Yuqiu into a room.

The three sides of the interior are walls, all of which are made of green double silk silk, and there are 8 phoenix screens sprinkled with gold silk in front of them, and the moonlight still shines from the gap under the screen, but it is difficult to see the pipa strings.

Didn't the eldest princess let Song Yuxuan be a blind musician once? "She's a friend of Song Yuxuan!" "What's her name? Do you know? "She's blind!" "Then can you help Song Yuxuan find someone?" "Song Yu is capable. Song Yu was worried, but there was the sound of a woman's old dragon bell in her ears, which was clearly like beside her, "Lush greenery, taste a thousand exhalers", it was a greeting on the occasion of the meeting, and the song came out of the screen, Song Yuqiu's heart trembled, and he almost pressed the pipa strings to the note.

I didn't think that I was only a screen away from the front desk, and the eldest princess was really bold. In this world, no one can stop Song Yuqiu's footsteps. Song Yuxuan doesn't know, who broke this screen? Who pulled her from backstage to the front of the stage? Who made her jump out so easily? As long as someone rashly overturns the screen, the matter is undoubted.

Song Yuqiu was in the mud and sand, holding the pipa in her arms, and for a long time she heard the eldest princess loudly pleading to Song Yingche: "The courtier's sister has a reluctant request, and wants to separate it with light yarn, I hope that the people present will just carefully taste the music of the courtier's sister, and don't affect the evaluation because of the sister's appearance, and implore the father to agree." With that, he threw the lute out of the window. Song Yusui couldn't help but be stunned - isn't this the eldest princess? Why do you want to use this way to "seek favor"? It's laughable! Song Yuqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard this, it turned out that the eldest princess was making a bet, betting that Song Yingche would definitely agree to her weird request.

Song Yingche actually agreed to her unreasonable demand, and then the female official hurriedly hung up the ink-colored curtain. "Sister......" The eldest princess suddenly asked, "Why didn't you tell Song Yuxuan?" All the palace members didn't understand what was going on, and they all nodded in agreement. Song Yuxuan knew what you wanted to say. The eldest princess said with a smile. The eldest concubine pretended to be majestic and ordered the maid to retreat, and then she flicked it lightly on the screen, and asked gently, "Is my sister here?" ”

Song Yuxuan thought that the percussion of the tortoiseshell nails was a reaction, and Song Yuxuan tried to pluck some syllables to show that she could do it. "Is this yours?" She was getting impatient. Song Yuxuan said: "Yes!" She plucked another syllable, "Yes! It's yours!" Song Yuxuan replied with a smile. Time was tight, so she didn't say much.

It is not difficult to pre-determine the repertoire as "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night". However, when Song Yuqiu faced this song "Spring River Plumbing", he could not accurately grasp the content of the music. Song Yuxuan pressed the strings of the pipa, lightly touched the fret, and strings of exquisite notes poured down, like a mountain spring on a moonlit night.

In the dark room, Song Yusui could only touch the strings by feeling, but this piece made Song Yusui tremble and play it around, afraid of plucking the wrong strings. Once Song Yusui was sitting next to the qin, and suddenly heard someone next to him calling Song Yusui "Xiaoliang!", Song Yusui instinctively retracted her hand into her arms, not daring to look up at him. Song Yuxuan knew that this was a boy named Xiaoxin. There were a few times due to nervousness, the string was pressed vigorously on the top of the piano board by Song Yuqiu, but fortunately, all the strings were replaced in advance, and it was not easy to break.

The piece is so long that I can't remember when it was played. I just felt as if there was a crystal clear stream flowing slowly in front of me. At that time, Song Yuxuan didn't realize that he was already standing beside this clear flowing water. Outside the window, the moonlight shone in through the cracks in the window. The moonlight that was vaguely penetrating the dark room gradually became clear, lighting up the pure white pear blossoms embroidered at the end of Shouning's skirt, and the silver threads were shining with jumping brilliance, like a faint light beating in a creek.

Fingers subconsciously wipe over and down the strings, imaginatively. reminded me of Bai Jiaxuan's words in "White Deer Plain": "Mr. Bai is Song Yuxuan's mentor and friend." Is he Bai Jiaxuan? Is it a good friend of his? Or is it his enemy? I think about July and have missed the pear blossom season, but I still miss the silence of the snow-white pear blossoms in March.

And there is a concern that is not known to the world, Song Yuqiu likes pear blossoms not only because of its wafting beauty, quiet and elegant clearness, sweet fragrance, and Song Yuqiu's birthday is also the season when pear blossoms bloom.

The memory seems to return to the Shanglin Academy in March, and the pear blossoms planted in the academy are exactly seven blooms before Song Yuxuan's birthday every year, and they have never been missed. There are many scholars in the academy who are reciting the books of sages, and there are also many flowers and plants blooming, but Song Yuxuan often works as a florist on weekdays. Until one day, a person came to this season of peach blossoms. Song Yuxuan realized that it was the most important time in his life. That was when Song Yuqiu couldn't write the best article in his life. Because I pity those lonely flowers, when there is no one at night, I go alone to pick up broken pear blossoms, stuff them with cloth bags, petals, or dry them to make flower tea, or keep them for wine, it is better to grind them into scattered dust. In this year, Song Yuxuan also retained this custom and buried the wine jar under the pear tree of Lan Ruotang.