When Shang Xiufang stepped onto the painting boat, the eldest grandson Wujian told about Li Xiuning's status in the Li family.

"Shang Xiufang's purpose here is to save Wanwan's mother and daughter.

After the mother and daughter escaped from Chang'an City, they hid around Luoyang, but this did not mean that they were safe, the court invested a lot of manpower to find her, and she tried to escape several times but was blocked.

After Li Shimin ascended the throne, he felt that the influence of the rivers and lakes on the world was too great, so he let Li Xiuning be in charge of this part, sowing discord and bribes, I have to say that Li Xiuning has done a very good job, even Cihang Jingzhai has to listen to her orders, if she really wants to let go of the mother and daughter, she will definitely be able to do it. ”

"But Shang Xiufang's coming this time is equivalent to coming for nothing, isn't it?"

Wu Yuan looked at the haggard woman holding the pipa, walked up, and said softly, with a sense of understanding in his heart.

"Yes, for nothing, but she still wants to try.

This is the difference between Shang Xiufang and Li Xiuning, Shang Xiufang has the style of a chivalrous person, and she will do it to the end if she promises something, but Li Xiuning was born in the Li family, so she will naturally consider the interests of the Li family, Wu Meiniang's matter involves the Li family, not to mention Shang Xiufang, even if Chai Shao and Li Yuan are reborn in front of her, she will not let go. ”

"Yes, that's the difference between asking for something and sticking to your heart. ”

Shang Xiufang is naturally not her original face, she asked Li Xiuning to let go of Wanwan's mother and daughter, instead of letting the world know her efforts, if she let Li Xiuning do this violation with great fanfare, I am afraid that Li Xiuning will have to put her in prison as soon as possible, so she changed her identity. One is a singer from the capital. The face was disguised. But I believe that Li Xiuning will definitely know her intention.

"She's like a dog......"

I don't know why, in Wu Yuan's mind, a sentence from the big talk Journey to the West suddenly appeared, the former number one talented woman in the world has fallen to the current level, who is to blame?

So, what about him? From the first plane, he has been working hard and has been bound by all kinds of ideas. He came to Datang Shuanglong and laughed at Shuanglong, but what is the difference between his actions and Shuanglong?

The sound of the pipa sounded slowly, it was a nostalgia for the past years.

Jin Ge Iron Horse and Shuanglong were born, and then they made countless great achievements, and they also met the Li family brothers and sisters. They saved Li Shimin and Li Xiuning again and again, and finally even gave up the world to be prosperous and rich. And who are the men who love them and are faithful to them, for the sake of the peace of the world?

A song for you. Please listen to me.

This pipa is all of Shang Xiufang's emotional bets, and it is where her hard work lies. Every note has an infinite charm that attracts people to fall into it.

Touching people with emotion and touching with voice, she only hopes to arouse Li Xiuning's nostalgia for the past love, and only hopes to make her open up.

"It's beautiful, it's really beautiful, her pipa is already perfect......"

The eldest grandson said softly, and he was not afraid of being heard by outsiders.

"Yes, it's almost the truth, even my heart is touched, you look at Li Xiuning, her tears flowed down, and she was also moved. ”

Wu Yuan replied softly, and then looked at the eldest grandson Wujian and the other.

Want to rely on a song to move Li Xiuning?

Kou Zhong didn't move Li Xiuning back then, what was the result of all kinds of upside downs, and now he wants to rely on this kind of thing to move Li Xiuning, but he can only say that Shang Xiufang's artistic cells are too naïve.

Of course, Wu Yuan didn't laugh at Shang Xiufang, on the contrary, he admired this woman very much, the woman of eighteen or nineteen was innocent and full of dreams, but the thirty-year-old artist had already seen all kinds of prosperous worlds in the world, how could she not know that this pipa sound could not move Li Xiuning, but she still wanted to give it a try, or rather, even if it was unsuccessful, she could lay a nail between the Li family brothers and sisters! As long as there is an estrangement, she can find a glimmer of life for Wanwan's mother and daughter.

It's a pity......

Wu Yuan watched Shang Xiufang finish playing, when he watched her being introduced to the fabricated life experience, watched her keep looking at Li Xiuning's demeanor, and watched Li Xiuning sigh and shake his head, Wu Yuan's heart had some understanding.

Actually, Shang Xiufang is not wrong, there is really nothing wrong, she is an artist, the world of an artist is different from that of ordinary people, she doesn't like war, her artist's brain doesn't understand why war happens, she just wants to eliminate war.

Then she met Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who are also artists, no, great artists, so the three artists suddenly had a heart-to-heart connection, turning the Fauvist struggle for the world into absurdist impression art, Shang Xiufang and Song Yuzhi joined forces to instill ecstasy soup into the main creator, what tragedy, sending a girl, and abstention can impress the audience, so Kou Zhong's brain was confused and chose the path that no one would take.

There is no doubt that the two great artists, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, succeeded, when the audience took off their pants and prepared toilet paper to watch a big show, they waved their knives from the palace under the watchful eye, leaving an extremely deep impression on the audience, so that those loyal audiences were in pain for a while, and let out Lao Tzu's pants are all off, you let Lao Tzu see this miserable howl.

Then, there was no then, and the performances that gave the women and the right to the extreme made the audience extremely disdainful, and the two great artists cut themselves off from the people and had to retire miserably from the stage of history.

At this time, the little artist Shang Xiufang found that she had made a lot of mistakes back then, so she wanted to make up for it, so she had today's scene.

Then, playing is playing, and who can it touch?

Li Xiuning didn't speak, and her gaze showed that she would not be merciful.

Shang Xiufang's tears fell to the ground bit by bit, and all her efforts were ineffective. Li Shimin sent to persuade her palace maid to say well, you are just a play, when everyone praises you, they just want to hear your singing, not really respect you, you ......

"Wait a minute, girl. ”

Suddenly, someone said behind her.

"Concubine ......"

Politely turned around, that was where Princess Li Lizhi of Changle was. There sat a man and a woman, the woman veiled. The man's face is handsome. It gives a feeling of freshness.

"Today I can hear a pipa song by the girl. I am fortunate to be in Wu Yuan's third life, I wonder if I can write a poem for the girl?"

"Then thank you Childe. ”

There was no turmoil in her heart at all, and countless literati and writers wrote a lot of poems for her, but what was the use?

"I guess it's prepared in advance again. ”

Someone was talking softly, and it was clear that this young man was not popular with everyone.

"No, I haven't heard of a good ......"

The man ignored the comments of those people and came to Shang Xiufang. Staring at her.

"Actually, I have heard of your name, and I have thought of visiting you, and I admire you very much, and I think you have a spirituality and independence that other women do not have.

By coincidence, you and I met in this situation, it was not you who was wrong, it was him, and men should be responsible, not evasive. It's something men do wrong. And women are not to blame.

You're in a demonic obstacle, and that's not good. ”

Outsiders thought he was talking about Shang Xiufang's fabricated life experience. A boss is married to a singer who is a businesswoman, but Shang Xiufang understands that this man really knows him.

But who is he?

Yiluo River sends off guests at night, and the maple leaves and flowers are in autumn.

The master dismounts the guest in the boat, and raises the wine to drink without orchestra.

If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk.

Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest.

Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was? The sound of the pipa stopped and was late.

Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast.

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

I thought it was a short poem, but it sounded like the beginning of a long poem, the man's voice sounded in the cabin, and by the time he was still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, the whole painting boat was already silent.

The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition.

The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart.

Gently and slowly twist and wipe and pick up, at first for "Ni Dress" and then "Six Units"

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Wu Yuan's voice sounded in the painting boat, just like the sound of the pipa just now, and at this moment everyone was sitting there, waiting for a famous poem to appear.

If Shang Xiufang's pipa sound just now is enjoyment, then Wu Yuan's poem gives people a feeling of high mountains. Who would have thought that the charm of words would be so magnificent!

The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring.

The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while.

Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns.

At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks.

The east ship and the west boat were silent, and only the autumn moon in the heart of the river was seen.

When Wu Yuan finished reading this paragraph, there was no sound in the entire painting boat, even the eldest grandson Chong, who was most jealous of him, was shocked by this kind of poetic talent at this moment.

Wu Yuan didn't speak, his eyes fell on Shang Xiufang's body, and the scene just now recalled in his mind, this situation and this scene were simply seamless.

Groaning and plucking the strings, straightening up the clothes and showing up the face.

said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb.

Thirteen learned the pipa, and the name belongs to the first part of the teaching workshop.

Qu Ba once taught good people to wear, and made up every time he was jealous of Qiu Niang.

Wuling is young and entangled, and I don't know how many red silk songs are played.

The silver grate of the head is shattered, and the blood-colored skirt is stained with wine.

This year's laughter will be next year, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will be leisurely.

The younger brother went to join the army and the aunt died, and the twilight went to the past.

Kurama was snubbed in front of the door, and the eldest married a businesswoman.

The businessman valued profit over parting, and Fuliang bought tea the month before.

Go to the mouth of the river to guard the empty boat, around the boat moon and the river is cold.

In the middle of the night, I dreamed of juvenile things, and my dreams were dry with tears.

Tears fell from Shang Xiufang's eyes, and even Wang Tong on the side was the same, dreaming of juvenile things in the middle of the night, dreaming of makeup and tears. Who hasn't had incomparable regrets, who hasn't had memories of the past, between midnight dreams, tears have wet their clothes!

Wu Yuan looked at Shang Xiufang, looking at everyone present, he suddenly remembered the past on the earth, remembered his journey in different planes, and sometimes he would dream that he had returned to the earth, and he was still the ordinary person who worked part-time.

However, he is not now, he is Wu Yuan, a person who has mastered extremely strong power, and should control his own destiny even more!

Shang Xiufang is the best example, and if he continues to hesitate like Shang Xiufang, the final ending will be no different from Ssangyong!

He wants to achieve Jindan, but the first thing he has to face is himself!

On the bank of Luoshui, a man and a woman heard the sound of the pipa in the painting boat.

"Daddy, it's Sister Shang's pipa sound. ”

The delicate woman whispered, and looked at the monk beside her, only to see that he had a handsome face, temples like frost, eyes like stars, and an unruly evil temperament on his body.

(Shang Xiufang is not stupid, for another reason, everyone be patient, the poetry part does not occupy the number of words) (to be continued......)