"The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the shelves are full of roses. When Luo Kui picked up the pen and wrote this poem on paper, a deafening bell sounded in the sky above Qingzhou City.

"The beginning of the day in June. There is no week, but there is so far. ”

Today is the day of the year, and the hottest day of the year begins.

On this day, whether it is the emperor who lives in the temple, or the village Weng Yesuo in the distant rivers and lakes, they must be sacrificed.

In previous years, the Yunchu Kingdom ambush festival was led by the lord of the country to a group of princes and courtiers, but this year's ambush sacrifice, but because the lord of the country was in poor health, the main sacrifice person could only be done by the prince.

When the bell rang, the prince of Yunchu Kingdom looked solemn, standing in the empty sky with a glass of wine, the scorching sun on his head, stepping on the hot green bricks, and letting the sweat flow, he did not move, only pursed his thin lips, quietly watched the mouth of the head of the stargazing house open and close, and hypnotically seemed to read out a large paragraph of the unintelligible and useless sacrificial text.

At the time of the sacrifice, the chief priest should be on the altar under the scorching sun for two hours, and after two hours, the face of the chief priest is much darker than before the sacrifice, and there is only a handful of cumin between him and the roasted mutton.

Although a set of rituals has never changed in a hundred years, and it has been done every year, but it is the first time that the prince has done it, and it is really difficult for him to make this set of rituals that sounds cumbersome and tiring to do, and he has not done it at all, and his hand has not even shaken after serving wine for two hours.

Finally, the bell dissipated, and the chief of the stargazing fast, who had been noisy for two hours, closed his mouth dryly, and the aftermath of the sacrifice was still there, and the prince still looked solemn, raised his hand steadily, and gently sprinkled the wine on the altar.

As the wine turned into a wisp of light smoke under the scorching sun, and the sacrifice ended quietly, everyone stayed up for two hours, and finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and wiped a handful of hot beads of sweat, his body was already sweaty, soaked through his clothes, and even the green bricks under his feet were stained with dark water.

Some people are weak, afraid that they can't resist these two hours, before leaving, they not only poured a big bowl of ginseng soup, but also boiled it here with ginseng slices in their mouths, after all, there have been unlucky ghosts who have fallen under the scorching sun, whether it is planting green onions or, it is always a loss of face and a broken career.

After the end of the sacrifice, the prince set up a banquet in the prince's mansion, feasting a group of princes and relatives, for this banquet, the prince's mansion Ma Xin was busy for more than a month, and the head of the busy hung upside down, so that there was no fault until the day of the banquet.

The night was thick as juice, and the twelve windows were opened very widely, and the bright moonlight leaked into the hall.

There are twelve bronze Lingxiao flower lamp stands on the ground in the hall, the copper Lingxiao flower branches climb up from the bottom of the lampstand, the branches sway and the flower pots are smart, even the leaf veins that are as thin as gossamer are also carved finely, the flower pots that escape from the flower branches diagonally are offered a bright candle, the bright candle flame and the bright moonlight reflect each other, and the hall is suddenly bright as day.

The huge ice book rests in the middle of the main hall, the cool and fragrant cold pool incense ripples in the hollow-shaped ice book, and the outer side of the mountains and stacks of the sea is put on layers of ice, the slightest cold air flows out of the pale white traces, lingers on the ice jian, and disperses into every corner of the hall in an instant, the coolness is pervasive, and the entrance to catharsis is found in the person, only stay in the hall for a while, and it is like a night into autumn.

A maid dressed in a madder pigment gown is here

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Shuttle between the banquets, serve the well-cooked mutton on each table, eat the sheep on the sun, it is a custom since ancient times, take a effect of driving away the heat and poison and the cold evil in the body, this banquet is naturally indispensable mutton, roasted, cooked, pickled and fried, Baise Baiwei, meat fragrance and bone fragrance are mixed, and then with the seasonal melons and fruits that have been chilled in the ice water, the cold pool fragrance in the ice and the cold dishes of various side dishes, it is one of the few times in the year to make gluttony.

Just when everyone raised their glasses and drank, a quiet sound sounded around the beam, endlessly.

When King Xiang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stood up straight with the wine cup, and after a half-sound, Fang Jue felt that he had lost his posture, and hurriedly sat down and returned, and smiled at King Lin on the side and said: "Third brother, I smiled and laughed, as soon as I heard this pipa sound, my soul was gone." ”

King Lin squinted his phoenix eyes, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "The fourth brother is a good person, and I don't lose my soul, so I think it's strange." ”

As he spoke, a woman covered her face with a light veil, dressed in a snow-colored plain dress, with a compelling chill all over her body, holding a luodian rosewood pipa in her arms, walking slowly, kneeling in the middle of the main hall.

I saw her raise her hand and gently press it, the five silk strings trembled non-stop, and there was a quiet sound, which touched people's heartstrings.

"Third brother and third brother, this is a five-string lute, a five-string lute. King Xiang's heart was shocked, he got up again, pointed at the woman in the palace in astonishment, and exclaimed loudly.

King Lin and King Xiang's seat are adjacent to each other, and they are very close to each other, and they were startled by his shouting, choking on wine, coughing for a while, and then shaking their heads and laughing: "Fourth brother, your soul was taken away by the pipa, and my soul was scared away by you." ”

King Xiang touched the back of his head and laughed embarrassedly: "Let the third brother laugh, see the smile, third brother, you don't know, the five-stringed pipa has been lost for hundreds of years, I really didn't expect that in this world, there are still people who can play." ”

Hearing this, King Lin was also interested, and nodded meaningfully: "The fourth brother can be regarded as meeting a bosom friend this time, but I don't know what the face under the veil looks like, if it is beautiful, the third brother is in charge, and he begged it from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to give it to the fourth brother to raise in the mansion, and the fourth brother can often learn from Hongyan in the future." ”

King Xiang grinned noncommittally and turned his eyes to look at the pipa girl in the hall.

I saw that the pipa girl's hand slipped, like a bead curtain broken, and slipped down lightly in the hall, and the twilight clouds dispersed in the song, and the night was as bright as a sunny day.

The song is leisurely, and there are maids who come to each person's table and put a painted ice bowl on front of each table, the crystal clear ice layer melts slightly, and a layer of fine water droplets appear on the bowl.

King Xiang lost his mind in the song, and it wasn't until the maid shook in front of his eyes that he came back to his senses, looked at the ice bowl fixedly, and sighed: "Third brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really generous this time, and he looks like this to give us a crisp mountain." ”

Lin Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he made a sparse smile: "Isn't it, let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince break the bank." ”

I saw that the maid Huan washed her hands cleanly, the plain hands were well-proportioned, fair and slender, and her nails were smooth and clean, and she grabbed the half-melted yellowish soufflé in the bowl next to her and slowly dripped it on the transparent ice.

King Lin looked at the maid's hands, which were indeed a pair of wonderful hands, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile: "These hands are worthy of 'plain hands'."

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Drizzle's. ”

When the maid heard this, she lowered her head with her eyes fluttering, washed her hands again, scooped a spoonful of clear honey with a plain white porcelain spoon, and sprinkled it evenly on top of the soufflé.

Finally, the maid put the cut melon slices neatly on the edge of the crisp mountain, and picked up a huge round cherry, the color is better than the bright glow, and gently rested on the top of the crispy mountain.

The maid bowed, and her voice was as tactful as a yellow bird: "His Royal Highness King Lin, His Royal Highness King Xiang, Sushan is ready, and the servant retires." ”

King Lin grabbed the maid's hand without smiling, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and didn't mean to taste: "You, just stay and serve the king." ”

The maid paused slightly, struggled for a while, slowly knelt beside King Lin, stretched out her hand, scooped a spoonful of crispy mountain, and sent it to King Lin's lips.

At this time, the tune has turned sharply, the strings are suppressed, and the faint tremors are faint, as if they contain residual wine and slightly drunk, and the endless lovesickness is still resting, and they are all immersed in the folded willow branches that are sent to each other.

King Xiang held the wine cup, and had forgotten to drink and eat, only knowing that he was looking at each other in a daze. He was hearing the sound of the lute pause, and his heart seemed to miss a beat, and he came back to his senses.

I saw that the pipa girl raised her eyes, her cold eyes were faint, sparkling, and she didn't see any side movements in her hands, but the song was already graceful and mournful, like the night wind through the corridor, plucking the silk strings, trembling by herself, and the flowers and shadows were lonely.

Hearing this, King Xiang's face changed abruptly, his hand was slammed, and the cold wine spilled on the table, and he didn't realize it, only muttered in a low voice in shock: "Pour a cup of music, this is a cup of music." ”

King Lin didn't hear what King Xiang was saying clearly, so he approached and asked, "Fourth brother, what are you talking about?" ”

King Xiang drowned in the endless sorrow in the song, infinite lovesickness could not extricate himself, and said extremely melancholy: "Third brother, this song is an ancient song of the previous dynasty, it has long been lost, I never thought that this pipa girl would have such a stunning talent." ”

"Pour a toast. King Lin frowned: "I have also heard of this song, and I remember that someone in Jingzhou City once played a song, and it has not appeared since." ”

King Xiang nodded again and again: "What the third brother said is right, it was decades ago, the Huang Feng of the Mandarin Duck Water Pavilion in Jingzhou had an amazing song, but unfortunately it was never as leisurely as this five-string pipa, and it was a pity that no one played it anymore after she became good." ”

"Huang Fengfeng. King Lin's eyebrows were furrowed, as if a knife was carving: "Who is this person?" ”

King Xiang raised his glass and said with a smile: "The third brother has the world in mind, he has never liked to compose poems and music, he wants to come to such a singer, the third brother has never heard of it, this woman was the famous pipa Ji of the Mandarin Duck Water Pavilion, five years ago, I went to Jingzhou to find this woman, but unfortunately she was ransomed early, married as a concubine, and nowhere to be found. I only found out that the person who ransomed her body was a merchant surnamed Qu, but I found it all the way, but there was no trace, I thought that I would not have the opportunity to hear this song in my life, I didn't want to. He sighed happily and abruptly: "There are such amazing people in this Qingzhou city. ”

Although King Lin still looked as usual, his body still trembled slightly uncontrollably, as if he had been struck by thunder, and he didn't know what King Xiang said.

The music gradually decreased, the strings gradually quieted, and everyone in the hall seemed to be still reminiscing about the music, and there was silence.

King Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, so he left the table regardless of it, walked straight to the pipa girl in the hall, stretched out his hand and flicked it gently, and took off the light veil on the pipa girl's face.

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