This human bone shakuhachi has been wiped clean by Lanxiang, and it even has some luster.

Liu Yao first weighed it in his hand, then carefully looked at the hole, and then tapped it lightly with his fingers before saying, "Third sister...... Queen Mother, this is a ...... made of a baby's backbone."

"Ahh Although Yang Xianrong had already secretly thought about it in his heart, when he heard Liu Yao's confirmation, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and tightened his clothes.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Liu Yao stretched out a hand to comfort her, but suddenly thought that she was the queen of the Great Jin Dynasty at this moment, so he forcibly withdrew his hand again, coughed lightly and continued, "Shakuhachi is made, and old bamboo that is more than ten years old is used. There are very few such as human bones, not only because human bones are hard to find, but also because human bones are easy to brittle, and they are not good products. But if the baby's backbone is different, you can remove the flesh and take the bones, brush the tung oil hundreds of times, and then expose to the sun for 100 days, you must use fine iron tools to polish, and then soak in the tung oil for 100 days, and then inlay in the old bamboo, and then use vermilion lacquer to smear 100 times and dry, before it is made. The timbre is tactful, but it is like a baby crying...... Hmmm......"

"What else, let's say." Yang Xianrong had already heard that Liu Yao had not said anything, and stabilized his mind, "Where is this production method?" So vicious? ”

"It is said to be witchcraft in the northwest, and babies who die at birth are often used, but the intention is to keep the child with you forever."

“…… That's too terrible, it's good to be in the ground and return to the soul, why bother? Yang Xianrong frowned, but his hand was reluctant to touch the human bone shakuhachi.

"Usually people who choose this way have a very strong obsession with their children." Liu Yao gently tapped the human bone shakuhachi again, "Can I play a song?" I want to try my voice. ”

"Yes, actually, the tone is really good." Yang Xianrong nodded, the other shakuhachi musicians had heard Liu Yao's performance last night, and they were also very much looking forward to hearing this.

"Is Sauvignon Blanc good?" Liu Yao thought about it and put it to his lips.

"A little bit is fine." Yang Xianrong sat upright and listened quietly.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Lovesick to the bone, who complains about this situation.

Liu Yao's body is quite broad, and he is even more profound when he plays the shakuhachi, showing his desolate and tactful sound to the fullest, and adding a bit of ethereal and tranquil artistic conception.

It's really only a short paragraph, but it also shows his skills.

The musicians had already nodded their heads in approval.

Yang Xianrong looked at Liu Yao with wide black and white eyes, his eyes were full of him, and his ears were full of lovesick aftersounds.

"How?" Liu Yao put down the human bone shakuhachi, "This shakuhachi is simply worth 10,000 gold of fine products, and the maker must be a middle master." ”

"Oh." Yang Xianrong hadn't come to his senses yet, but just looked at Liu Yao, and there was a flash in his eyes.

"The Queen." Lan Xiang, who was standing on the side, called her in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Do you feel dizzy again? ”

"Oh, I just feel a little empty in my heart." Yang Xianrong took a deep breath, "It's much better than yesterday." ”

"What's wrong?" Liu Yao asked with concern, "Why do I think the queen's complexion is not very good?" ”

He said this a little casually, and the chief He on the side began to cough lightly.

Yang Xianrong glanced at him, and then continued to say to Liu Yao: "I used this practice yesterday, but as long as I blew for a while, I felt very weak, and then I have been having nightmares at night, which is particularly terrifying." ”

"What kind of nightmare?" Liu Yao had already knelt down on the ground, so that Yang Xianrong could look up at him without so much effort. He didn't care about Director He's light cough, "It's okay, dreams are all reversed, don't be afraid." ”

"Yes...... Yang Xianrong looked thoughtfully, looking at Liu Yao in a daze, "It's okay, it's just a dream." ”

Yang Xianrong didn't want to say it, and Liu Yao naturally didn't want to ask again.

Zhang Liang hoeed another small quilt and put it on his lap for the sheep, "Queen Mother, it's snowing heavily outside." ”

"Have you ever heard what other people can play?"

"I heard that there are a few beauties who can dance, and a few who go to play the piano, so there shouldn't be anything special." Zhang Lianghoe responded in a low voice, "Manager Zhang said that the emperor's interest doesn't seem to be too high, and he doesn't attach much importance to this matter. ”

"The Queen Mother is here?" Speaking of Zhang Du, Zhang Du actually spoke outside the door.

"Could it be that the emperor is coming?" Lan Xiang's hand trembled and took back the shakuhachi from Liu Yao's hand.

"Master Zhang, go and welcome him." Yang Xianrong took Lan Xiang's hand, "Go and pour me a cup of hot tea." ”

"Okay." Lan Xiang quietly retreated.

There was a thin layer of snow on top of Zhang Du's head, which showed that the snow outside was suddenly falling very much.

His breath was unsteady and he had a thin sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that the sheep was still saluting in a proper manner, "Queen Mother." ”

"Didn't Hongu say that? Mr. Zhang does not need to salute. Yang Xianrong pointed to the embroidery pier near the cage fire on the side, "Sit there, it's warmer." ”

"Thank you, Queen." Zhang Du still saluted.

Yang Xianrong pursed the corners of his lips, "What happened?" ”

"Motomito is drowning...... It's not dead, it's just choking, and I've been rescued by Master Mu. Zhang Du saw that Yang Xian's expression was different, and he hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, almost kneeling down again.

Zhang Lianghoe was already guarding Yang Xianrong's side, for fear that something would happen to her.

Yang Xianrong is touching his heart, and he feels very depressed. "She also went to Yingliu Lake?"

"It's not like that, it's a koi pond in the back garden. The pond is shallow and fine. Just sent back. Zhang Du was also a little incoherent, "The queen mother is not afraid." ”

"Well, I'm not afraid." Yang Xianrong tried hard to adjust his breathing, and closed his eyes again, "There are too many people here, let's go out for some people, this palace is a little out of breath." ”

"Do you want to call the Imperial Doctor?" Zhang Lianghoe almost fell to his knees.

"No, let them all out." Yang Xianrong waved his hand, but said again: "Brother Liu, stay for a while, I have something to say to you." ”

Zhang Du is the chief manager, he made a look, and Director He took all the other musicians out of the room, and carefully turned up the cage fire a little more, for fear that the cold wind would come in.

Now, only Yang Xianrong, Zhang Lianghoe, Zhang Du and Liu Yao are left in the house.

They looked at the sheep's pale face, a little anxious.

But Yang Xianrong just grabbed the small quilt covering his leg and looked at Zhang Du, "Manager Zhang, everything has cause and effect." Is Mama Yu the person who abolished Jia Nanfeng? ”

"Mama Yu? Who is this man? Zhang Du was stunned.

"In the utility room by Yingliu Lake, a sixty-year-old mother."

Zhang Du thought about it and looked at Zhang Lianghoe again.

Zhang Lianghoe nodded, "Master, there really is a Mama Yu." But I haven't seen it, and I say it's an old man in the palace. ”

"Almost all of the deposed cronies are dead, but all the people who have served her, or those who have been slightly touched, have also rushed to Jinyong City, and they should also be given death in a while." Zhang Du was very serious, "It is impossible for her to still exist in the palace." ”

"What if this man is the one who has been deposed? Perhaps, it's still someone close to you? Yang Xianrong looked at him, full of inquiry and questions.

(End of chapter)