Even if Sun Xiu said that she would arrange for musicians to come in and give Yang Xianrong a chance to "fill up the numbers", she thought that she should still quickly improve her shakuhachi playing skills.

Therefore, I discussed with Lanxiang that I still had to go to Yingliu Lake to find Mama Yu to study.

Mama Yu was also very surprised when she saw the sheep come over, and promised to do her best to teach her, so that she would make great progress within two days.

Yang Xianrong originally thought that he could make do with his own shakuhachi, but Mama Yu asked that he must use that human bone shakuhachi, saying that this is how he can make rapid progress.

"Queen Mother, don't be afraid. This human bone shakuhachi looks like a musical instrument, and if you put it there, it won't be anything for years. But it is made of human bones, and if it is not used regularly, it will fall asleep and become a pile of dead bones, and there will be no such magical effect. Mama Yu even knelt down very reverently, holding this shakuhachi with both hands, "The old slave is old and physically exhausted, so he has to often ask others to use it to maintain its spirituality and vitality. The queen's life is noble, which can make it more powerful and can also exert greater effects. ”

"Okay." The already imminent Great Cold Banquet can't allow her to hesitate any longer, even if it's a human bone shakuhachi, it's just a musical instrument.

Under the guidance of Mama Yu, Yang Xianrong mastered a lot of blowing skills.

The human bone shakuhachi was also brought back to Tianyuan Palace by her, and she practiced it very low-key and frequently.

However, after each blowing, she would feel very tired, even dizzy and uncomfortable.

Lan Xiang guessed that maybe it was because the practice had drained her energy, and she needed to take a nap.

Sure enough, after blowing for a while, you have to sleep for a while to recover.

The human bone shakuhachi is really extraordinary, not only can perfectly interpret the high syllable part, but also correct the rhythm, so that Yang Xianrong's playing skills have quickly improved a lot.

When Zhang Lianghoe and Luzhu sent tea and pastries to the backyard, they often saw Yang Xianrong lying aside, very lazy, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep, and Lan Xiang was wiping human bones shakuhachi, very seriously.

In the evening, you can hear the sound of drums in the peony garden in the northwest direction outside the Tianyuan Palace.

Yang Xianrong was in a daze with minced meat, thinking about why he wanted to eat this again?

"Zhang Lianghoe, can't you change something else?" She was very unhappy, and after a day of shakuhachi, she felt that she had no strength in her body.

Zhang Lianghoe, who was called his full name, was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, "King Zhao sent it over, saying that it was hunting today, and two deer were caught, and it was made into minced meat...... You and the emperor have both them. ”

"I said, why are you so ashamed." Yang Xianrong pushed the bowl far away, "If you don't eat, you won't eat." ”

"Isn't that okay?" Zhang Lianghoe was very embarrassed, "The emperor likes this, so King Zhao specially went to catch it." ”

"Vomit...... It's also too unpalatable. Yang Xianrong hated the taste so much that he almost vomited the pastry he had just eaten.

Zhang Lianghoe didn't dare to continue talking when he saw this situation, so he had to take people to silently remove all the food.

"Who's playing this?" After she took a sip of the hot soup, she handed it to Lan Xiang, "This tastes good, you drink more." ”

"Thank you, Queen." Lan Xiang took it with a smile.

"It's hot." Yang Xianrong wanted to get a pastry again, but Cui Xi stood aside and stopped her, and said softly: "Queen Mother, I've eaten a lot these days, but I'm a little fat." I'm afraid I'm going to change the size of that neon dress......"

"Hey, if you don't eat it, you won't eat it." Yang Xianrong had no choice but to put the pastry in Cui Xi's hand, "You can make me fat twice." ”

"Isn't that okay?" Cui Xi had a sad face, "The slave has been fat three times. ”

"Then change the size of your clothes." Yang Xianrong smiled very brightly, but the dark circles under his eyes were a little obvious, which provoked Lan Xiang to reach out and touch it.

"I'm too tired to practice today, let's stop practicing." Lan Xiang was a little distressed, "I'm going to cover it with powder tomorrow." ”

"The slave can help the mother cover it now." Lu Zhu happened to come in with hand washing water, and asked busily: "Manager Zhang just sent a lot of new rouge gouache, do you want to try it?" ”

"Okay." What woman doesn't love beauty?

This group of handmaidens chattered and laughed around the sheep until most of the night.

The drum music of the Peony Garden has not stopped, and those with good ears can occasionally hear the extremely mournful and tactful shakuhachi sound, and their hearts tremble.

It wasn't until the early morning that the silence of the inner courtyard of the palace was broken again by a scream from Master Mu.

He was holding a long wooden stick and paddling the fallen leaves and withered aquatic plants on the shore of Yingliu Lake, but unexpectedly he unexpectedly hooked the frozen body of the beautiful woman.

When Zhang Lianghoe hurriedly ran in to report the news, Yang Xianrong had just woken up from a nightmare and sat on the edge of the bed with a pale face.

Lan Xiang applied a hot cloth to her forehead and eyes, and asked softly, "Don't be afraid, girl, it's just a dream." ”

"Hmm." Yang Xianrong closed his eyes, thinking about the situation in the dream, but he couldn't remember it at all, but there was a huge void, as if a black hole swallowed himself in, and his heart was beating suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Cui Xi stood at the door and asked Zhang Lianghoe, "The queen has just woken up." ”

"This Yingliuhu is dead again, this time it's a glamorous beauty." Zhang Lianghoe lowered his voice, "The wood master found out in advance, and then notified the emperor and our side first." ”

"What?" Cui Xi was also surprised, "Yesterday, I heard that the emperor went to Yan Meiren's side." ”

"yes." Zhang Lianghoe hesitated for a moment before saying, "I just ran to take a look, and the beautiful woman obviously just drowned, and there are no obvious external injuries on her body and face." The scariest thing is...... She actually had a shakuhachi in her hand. ”

"What? Why do glamorous beauties also practice this? Trixi's voice was a little louder, alarming the people in the room.

Lan Xiang had already turned out with a copper basin and asked, "What's the matter?" Early in the morning, what do you say? ”

"Is the queen mother up?" Zhang Lianghoe asked again in a low voice.

"I had a nightmare yesterday, and now I'm relieving. I'm afraid it's a nightmare. Lan Xiang handed the copper basin to Zhang Lianghoe, "Let's go get some hot water and prepare some hot porridge." ”

"Then I'll go in first." Cui Xi hurriedly dodged to let Lan Xiang out, and walked quickly into the dormitory.

"Tsui-hi." Yang Xianrong's voice became a little softer, "Wasn't it yesterday that those musicians from the Peony Garden have been practicing?" It's really noisy. ”

"I stopped on the fifth watch, but fortunately, the sound was not loud." Cui Xi took all the dresses for today, "How can the girl hear it?" The slave is a person who has practiced martial arts, and her ear power is naturally better, but how can the girl hear it? ”

"Loud, huh? It's like practicing in the yard, and it's very desolate. Yang Xianrong covered his heart, exhaled deeply, and was a little dizzy.

“…… It seems that there really isn't one. Later, you can ask Lan Xiang and Luzhu, they were the ones who kept vigil in the outhouse last night. Cui Xi gently touched Yang Xianrong's forehead, "The girl is afraid that it is a nightmare, not afraid." ”

"Okay." Yang Xianrong replied sullenly, vaguely thinking about the situation in the dream, and his heart was still pounding.

(End of chapter)