When the guests saw Zhao Pingbo hit a cold nail, they screamed, and there were also many ridicule. Zhao Pingbo snorted, suddenly grabbed Ziyuan's wrist and said with a smile: Good Ah, you have a strong personality, but I have to ask you tonight. Ziyuan's Hao's wrist was grabbed by him, and the jade flute fell to the ground, showing a look of panic. He struggled hard, but how could he break free?
Qin Hu stepped forward and shouted: Prince Zhao, please let go of Miss Ziyuan! Shao Fei scolded: Get out of here, don’t make trouble! He said that, he slapped his true power and wanted to shake Qin Hu with one palm. If he didn’t understand such internal skills, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming, which was extremely difficult to bear. With a snap, he seemed to have a figure passing by. Shao Fei took a few steps and stood still. Everyone exclaimed in unison. However, it turned out that Zhao Pingbo had let go of Ziyuan, but there was a young scholar beside him, pressing one hand on Zhao Pingbo’s left shoulder.
Outside the pavilion, Song Shangqian and the other three were shocked when they saw it clearly. The man was obviously Wen Yuan, Song Shangqian secretly complained: This young master Wen is ungrateful, isn't this offending Prince Jingwei's Mansion? He made up his mind that if the royal mansion sends people to pursue Wen Yuan, he pretends to be ignorant of Wen Yuan.
Ziyuan saw Wen Yuan coming to the pavilion like a gust of wind. Not knowing what, Zhao Pingbo let go of himself, and couldn't help but be surprised, looking at Wen Yuan with a pair of wonderful eyes.
Wenyuan felt uneasy when he saw Zhao Pingbo relying on his power to dominate others. Seeing that Zhao Pingbo forced Ziyuan, Shao Fei was accusing the tiger, and couldn't help but take action. He helped Qin Hu block Shao Fei's palm, but his footsteps did not slow down. Once he entered the pavilion, he immediately controlled Zhao Pingbo's heavy acupoint on his shoulder Zhao Pingbo's martial arts skills were not as good as him. Wenyuan's internal force rushed, and Zhao Pingbo couldn't help but let go of Ziyuan. Then he realized that he had fallen into the other party's hands, and his face changed drastically.
Wen Yuan shook his head, let go of Zhao Pingbo, and said: Prince Zhao, you are from a noble family and you should know etiquette. How could you be such a sudden and beautiful woman? Zhao Pingbo's shoulders loosened, his body was sore and numb, and he shouted: Where did the troublemakers come from, dare to be arrogant in front of this prince!
Ke Yantai and Shao Fei met and immediately flew to protect Zhao Pingbo, staring at Wen Yuan and Shao Fei suffered a secret loss, not daring to be careless, pressed the hilt of the sword, and wanted to take action at any time
Wen Yuan thought to himself: This prince is so fierce and evil, and he is very arrogant. He ignores him and bows to Ziyuan, saying: Miss Ziyuan, next time, she is anxious and reckless, please forgive me. Ziyuan looked calm and replied, "How can you talk about the word "sin" for the little girl? The little girl should thank the young master for thanking her.
Wen Yuan hurriedly said: I dare not, I dare not, Miss Ziyuan is in a noble state of mind, and she admires her very much. She was just a moment of righteous indignation and had no merit. Ziyuan smiled slightly and said: The little woman is just a brothel girl. The young master said this, but she was too rewarded. Wen Yuan saw her smile, and her heart was beating again, and she didn't know how to deal with herself.
Seeing that Zhao Pingbo looked ugly, Shao Fei knew that he was angry, he immediately stood up and shouted: "Bold little folk, are you going to make trouble here? Before he finished speaking, the long sword had already been released. He planned to stab Wen Yuan seriously injure him with one sword, so he would like to invite the prince to make merit. When the guests were moved, many people screamed.
Wen Yuan looked at Zi Yuan's smile and felt drunkenness. Suddenly, he felt the sword's edge attacking his body. He knew that the opponent took action. He raised the scabbard with his left hand. With a sound from the ground, Shao Fei's sword was stabbing the astrological sword on the sheath. The technique of the astrological sword changed greatly. If one attack failed, the two swords stood out, and the blade was tilted, and it was cut to Wen Yuan's lower abdomen.
Seeing that his sword technique was sophisticated, his internal strength was limited, and his power was not enough to control him, Wen Yuan avoided it in one step and said: Isn’t this guy disturbing Miss Ziyuan and everyone present? How could he do this? Shao Fei was not concerned about him, and he called him over with swords and swords.
However, Wen Yuan's martial arts were really above him. He stepped on his master's footwork and passed on his feet. Shao Fei tried all his skills, but he was not hurt at all. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. His sword moves became more and more fierce. He didn't understand kung fu outside the Pavilion. He saw that the green light was flying everywhere, which was thrilling, but Wen Yuan didn't care at all. Seeing that Shao Fei's sword technique was messy, he showed his flaws. He then took three steps in a row and walked around behind Shao Fei and said: Please! His right palm was behind him and his waist was slapped.
Shao Fei suffocated his qi and blood, his feet were unstable, and he couldn't help but stumble forward for a few steps. After finally standing still, he was pushed out of the pavilion, his hands and feet were numb, and a long sword fell on the ground. Someone shouted: How powerful was just now? It turned out to be a pussy! Shao Fei's face turned pale and he couldn't make a sound.
Seeing that his subordinates were frustrated, Zhao Pingbo was even more furious and shouted: Boy, if you don’t get out, I will tell you that you will die without a place to bury you! Wen Yuan smiled and said: May I ask you, how can you die without a place to bury you? Zhao Pingbo snorted and said: Don’t think that you have some material in martial arts. I will gather troops and horses with my order. Can you get rid of it? Wen Yuan said: I know that soldiers are weapons, and the saints have no choice but to use them. The priest is not a saint, so he has nothing to say to him. He has to block a general. I am afraid that the prince will not have many soldiers at his hand, so he will not call the defenders of Hangzhou Prefecture?
Seeing that he could not scare Wen Yuan, Zhao Pingbo hummed again and said: If you want to take the life of a pariah, how can you drive troops? Countless guards in the palace are all first-class masters... Wen Yuan shook his head and said: Not sure.
As he said that, he looked at Shao Fei and booed him again among the people, saying: The master who almost fell to the big wrestle is extraordinary! Shao Fei was extremely angry and looked at the crowd fiercely. The man was mingling in the guests and had already shut up.
Zhao Pingbo ignored it and continued: How can you fight against it even if you have three heads and six arms? Wen Yuan smiled and said: Three heads and six arms are not used. It really doesn’t work. It’s not possible to run slowly on the lower legs. It’s not a problem to use the 36th strategy. When everyone heard this, they all laughed, and one person said: What kind of a good man is that? Another person said: If a good man cannot compete with many people, what does it matter?
Ziyuan was worried and a little funny when she heard Wen Yuan’s opposition to the palace. She thought to herself: He helped me get out of trouble, I can’t make him fall into trouble because of this. Yingying stepped forward and said: Please don’t argue for the first time, can you listen to the little girl’s words? Wen Yuan stepped back and said: This is the girl’s residence, and the girl should have taken charge of it.
Zhao Pingbo glanced at Ziyuan and thought to himself: It’s important to get the beauty, don’t hurry to kill this kid, and then said: What do the girl want to say?
Ziyuan lowered her eyebrows and opened her lips and said: Although today is the little girl's birthday, she is really uncomfortable and cannot receive everyone. It is difficult to express her apologies. Although the little girl is a little talented and has a little understanding of music. Today, she has no way to entertain her, so she has to offer an ugly song and say goodbye to you and meet again in the future.
After hearing this, everyone was very happy that the Ming Dynasty was in a sluggish state, and the lust was extremely popular. Prostitutes mostly sold themselves by sex, not as good as geisha in the Tang and Song dynasties, and their value was different, but they were good at music theory. All the veterans of Fengyue knew
Since she refused to stay with her guests at night, she could listen to her play a song or tune on weekdays, which was a very rare enjoyment
Most of the people on the court heard that Ziyuan was famous and had never received it. How could they not be happy to hear Ziyuan willing to perform a song?
Wenyuan saw that the little maid had already taken out a pipa, so he walked outside the pavilion, Zhao Pingbo knew that if Zi Yuan was not allowed to play the song at this time, he would be angry with the public. He also wanted to hear how smart Zi Yuan's technique was, so he also took Ke Yantai out and stared at Wenyuan with a side look.
Ziyuan sat upright on the embroidered couch, took the pipa from the little maid's hand, and lowered her head for a moment, and there was no sound inside and outside the cabinet.
A string of pearls and jades hit the falling sounded, Ziyuan stroked the strings on his hands, and his ten fingers performed their duties. Just such an ordinary pyrowood pipa suddenly turned into a magical instrument, with a clear and graceful sound, and it was truly formed. None of the supreme wonderful songs dared to make any sounds, for fear of disturbing this worldly music.
The sound of the pipa also seems to flow out, the purple-fly starry eyes are half closed, the jade hand is whispering, the soft sound on the strings is like thousands of flying through the green forest, and suddenly it has passed, and in a flash, there are many listeners again, but no one can tell which place is the most wonderful musical essence, the front is not allowed to the back, and the back is not allowed to the front, like a white jade without flaws
The tune gradually became desolate, the evening breeze moved the bamboo, the drizzled duckweed, even if the guests had a hard heart, their souls could not help but tremble. The purple body leaned against the gauze. When they looked at it, they couldn't stand the weight of the pipa, so they wanted to lie softly on the embroidered couch. They didn't know how clever her fingers were. Every finger moved, like a willow sipped on the lake, and the clear sound was rippling, spreading in circles.
The play was so clear that a rich young man was in a state of excitement. He almost couldn't help but sigh. He hurriedly covered his mouth. It was not that the song should not be praised. However, the time was wrong. At this moment, the ultimate playing was messed up. No matter how hard he could not bear it, he had to wait for the song to end. It was really hard to suppress but hoped that the song would never stop. Listening to Ziyuan's pipa for the rest of his life, there was nothing to ask for.
The song finally ended. Ziyuan turned his hand and the lingering sound came out, floating slowly. The song was over, and its rhyme was still like a light smoke that filled the audience. No one cheered.
I don't know who woke up the first dream, and first praised the second person, the third person woke up one after another, and then everyone came back to their souls, and the whole scene was filled with thunder.
Zhao Pingbo's ears were still surrounded by the wonderful and endless pipa music. He understood the theory of music. The cleverness of this song really surprised him and said to himself: It turns out that he is well-known, and there is such a woman with both talent and beauty in the world!
Suddenly I remembered that I was trying to force her just now, and I felt a little sad
Ziyuan stood up, bowed slightly to the outside of the pavilion, turned around and opened the gauze tent, the little maid came forward and was about to close the door of the pavilion, and suddenly heard a sound of jingling outside the pavilion, and someone played the piano outside the pavilion.
Ziyuan was about to return to the back hall, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his mind. He turned around and shouted: Xiaofeng, don’t close the door first! The little maid Xiaofeng heard the order. Although she felt strange, she just responded and opened the door again.
A young man sat in front of the door outside the pavilion, stroking his hand with a lyric, playing a song of the mountains and flowing water, which is Wenyuan
Ziyuan's red lips trembled, and she could hardly hold the pipa in her hand. She showed a very complicated expression on her face. She was astonished, happy, shy, and retreated. She didn't know how all the guests were stunned when they saw this.
Only Wenyuan was most happy, and the four words of joy were not enough to describe him clearly. Ziyuan played the Autumn Moon of the Han Palace, the second most wonderful time he had heard. The Autumn Moon of the Han Palace, the best time was the sorrowful and resentful Han Palace, the Autumn Moon of the Han Palace that he heard on a small boat on the lake that night!
When the pipa reached this level, Wen Yuan believed that he would never admit his mistake. There would be no other tune in the world.
He talked about the mountains and flowing waters of that day, and his heart was full of ecstasy: I thought I could not see that girl, but I didn't expect that if I met today, it must be Miss Ziyuan, and I would never be wrong.
Ziyuan sat down again, and the sound of the pipa sounded again. It was the mountain flowing water that was like the sound of the piano, just like splashing ink, like gold and green, and it was harmonious with each other. The two sounds were integrated into one, and the audience was stunned. What I heard in my ears was no longer a zither, a pipa, or a sound of nature?
Listen to a few pounds and dong clangs, the pipa fell to the ground, the four strings were broken, Ziyuan's face was pale, biting her lower lip, looking at Wenyuan from afar, Wenyuan was surprised, the sound of the piano stopped, but Ziyuan cried and rushed into the back hall, Xiaofeng hurriedly closed the door
Everyone was surprised and started to shout, and talked about it. Mrs. Zhu hurriedly stood up, and smiled and said: Oh, all the uncles, Ziyuan is in bad health today. She was a little too tired just now and lost her attitude. Please go back to the hall first and let Ziyuan take care of her...
All the officials and gentry shouted, but Ziyuan didn't accept the guests, and she was unable to do so, so she had to go back to the hall. However, the scene just now was very different, which was really puzzling. I wonder what happened to Ziyuan
Everyone returned to the hall. Wenyuan picked up the qianqiu zither and did not walk away. He stared at the door in a daze, his heart was in a mess: What's wrong with Miss Ziyuan? She was indeed looking at me, and what was the sadness in her eyes?
Seeing him standing still, Zhu urged him repeatedly: Mr. Wen, don't be here... Wen Yuan kept chattering and clamoring, Wen Yuan stared at the small pavilion, feeling both lost and uneasy. After walking a few steps, he looked back.
He walked to the hall in such a daze, but he didn't care that Song Shangqian and Zhang's brother Wen Yuan didn't care. He sat on a chair casually and thought to himself: Miss Ziyuan was the one who played the song with me that night. She would never be wrong, but why did she do such a move? Just as she was thinking about it, a voice sounded behind him and whispered: Young Master!
Wen Yuan looked back and saw that it was the little maid Xiao Feng
Qin Hu stepped forward and shouted: Prince Zhao, please let go of Miss Ziyuan! Shao Fei scolded: Get out of here, don’t make trouble! He said that, he slapped his true power and wanted to shake Qin Hu with one palm. If he didn’t understand such internal skills, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming, which was extremely difficult to bear. With a snap, he seemed to have a figure passing by. Shao Fei took a few steps and stood still. Everyone exclaimed in unison. However, it turned out that Zhao Pingbo had let go of Ziyuan, but there was a young scholar beside him, pressing one hand on Zhao Pingbo’s left shoulder.
Outside the pavilion, Song Shangqian and the other three were shocked when they saw it clearly. The man was obviously Wen Yuan, Song Shangqian secretly complained: This young master Wen is ungrateful, isn't this offending Prince Jingwei's Mansion? He made up his mind that if the royal mansion sends people to pursue Wen Yuan, he pretends to be ignorant of Wen Yuan.
Ziyuan saw Wen Yuan coming to the pavilion like a gust of wind. Not knowing what, Zhao Pingbo let go of himself, and couldn't help but be surprised, looking at Wen Yuan with a pair of wonderful eyes.
Wenyuan felt uneasy when he saw Zhao Pingbo relying on his power to dominate others. Seeing that Zhao Pingbo forced Ziyuan, Shao Fei was accusing the tiger, and couldn't help but take action. He helped Qin Hu block Shao Fei's palm, but his footsteps did not slow down. Once he entered the pavilion, he immediately controlled Zhao Pingbo's heavy acupoint on his shoulder Zhao Pingbo's martial arts skills were not as good as him. Wenyuan's internal force rushed, and Zhao Pingbo couldn't help but let go of Ziyuan. Then he realized that he had fallen into the other party's hands, and his face changed drastically.
Wen Yuan shook his head, let go of Zhao Pingbo, and said: Prince Zhao, you are from a noble family and you should know etiquette. How could you be such a sudden and beautiful woman? Zhao Pingbo's shoulders loosened, his body was sore and numb, and he shouted: Where did the troublemakers come from, dare to be arrogant in front of this prince!
Ke Yantai and Shao Fei met and immediately flew to protect Zhao Pingbo, staring at Wen Yuan and Shao Fei suffered a secret loss, not daring to be careless, pressed the hilt of the sword, and wanted to take action at any time
Wen Yuan thought to himself: This prince is so fierce and evil, and he is very arrogant. He ignores him and bows to Ziyuan, saying: Miss Ziyuan, next time, she is anxious and reckless, please forgive me. Ziyuan looked calm and replied, "How can you talk about the word "sin" for the little girl? The little girl should thank the young master for thanking her.
Wen Yuan hurriedly said: I dare not, I dare not, Miss Ziyuan is in a noble state of mind, and she admires her very much. She was just a moment of righteous indignation and had no merit. Ziyuan smiled slightly and said: The little woman is just a brothel girl. The young master said this, but she was too rewarded. Wen Yuan saw her smile, and her heart was beating again, and she didn't know how to deal with herself.
Seeing that Zhao Pingbo looked ugly, Shao Fei knew that he was angry, he immediately stood up and shouted: "Bold little folk, are you going to make trouble here? Before he finished speaking, the long sword had already been released. He planned to stab Wen Yuan seriously injure him with one sword, so he would like to invite the prince to make merit. When the guests were moved, many people screamed.
Wen Yuan looked at Zi Yuan's smile and felt drunkenness. Suddenly, he felt the sword's edge attacking his body. He knew that the opponent took action. He raised the scabbard with his left hand. With a sound from the ground, Shao Fei's sword was stabbing the astrological sword on the sheath. The technique of the astrological sword changed greatly. If one attack failed, the two swords stood out, and the blade was tilted, and it was cut to Wen Yuan's lower abdomen.
Seeing that his sword technique was sophisticated, his internal strength was limited, and his power was not enough to control him, Wen Yuan avoided it in one step and said: Isn’t this guy disturbing Miss Ziyuan and everyone present? How could he do this? Shao Fei was not concerned about him, and he called him over with swords and swords.
However, Wen Yuan's martial arts were really above him. He stepped on his master's footwork and passed on his feet. Shao Fei tried all his skills, but he was not hurt at all. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. His sword moves became more and more fierce. He didn't understand kung fu outside the Pavilion. He saw that the green light was flying everywhere, which was thrilling, but Wen Yuan didn't care at all. Seeing that Shao Fei's sword technique was messy, he showed his flaws. He then took three steps in a row and walked around behind Shao Fei and said: Please! His right palm was behind him and his waist was slapped.
Shao Fei suffocated his qi and blood, his feet were unstable, and he couldn't help but stumble forward for a few steps. After finally standing still, he was pushed out of the pavilion, his hands and feet were numb, and a long sword fell on the ground. Someone shouted: How powerful was just now? It turned out to be a pussy! Shao Fei's face turned pale and he couldn't make a sound.
Seeing that his subordinates were frustrated, Zhao Pingbo was even more furious and shouted: Boy, if you don’t get out, I will tell you that you will die without a place to bury you! Wen Yuan smiled and said: May I ask you, how can you die without a place to bury you? Zhao Pingbo snorted and said: Don’t think that you have some material in martial arts. I will gather troops and horses with my order. Can you get rid of it? Wen Yuan said: I know that soldiers are weapons, and the saints have no choice but to use them. The priest is not a saint, so he has nothing to say to him. He has to block a general. I am afraid that the prince will not have many soldiers at his hand, so he will not call the defenders of Hangzhou Prefecture?
Seeing that he could not scare Wen Yuan, Zhao Pingbo hummed again and said: If you want to take the life of a pariah, how can you drive troops? Countless guards in the palace are all first-class masters... Wen Yuan shook his head and said: Not sure.
As he said that, he looked at Shao Fei and booed him again among the people, saying: The master who almost fell to the big wrestle is extraordinary! Shao Fei was extremely angry and looked at the crowd fiercely. The man was mingling in the guests and had already shut up.
Zhao Pingbo ignored it and continued: How can you fight against it even if you have three heads and six arms? Wen Yuan smiled and said: Three heads and six arms are not used. It really doesn’t work. It’s not possible to run slowly on the lower legs. It’s not a problem to use the 36th strategy. When everyone heard this, they all laughed, and one person said: What kind of a good man is that? Another person said: If a good man cannot compete with many people, what does it matter?
Ziyuan was worried and a little funny when she heard Wen Yuan’s opposition to the palace. She thought to herself: He helped me get out of trouble, I can’t make him fall into trouble because of this. Yingying stepped forward and said: Please don’t argue for the first time, can you listen to the little girl’s words? Wen Yuan stepped back and said: This is the girl’s residence, and the girl should have taken charge of it.
Zhao Pingbo glanced at Ziyuan and thought to himself: It’s important to get the beauty, don’t hurry to kill this kid, and then said: What do the girl want to say?
Ziyuan lowered her eyebrows and opened her lips and said: Although today is the little girl's birthday, she is really uncomfortable and cannot receive everyone. It is difficult to express her apologies. Although the little girl is a little talented and has a little understanding of music. Today, she has no way to entertain her, so she has to offer an ugly song and say goodbye to you and meet again in the future.
After hearing this, everyone was very happy that the Ming Dynasty was in a sluggish state, and the lust was extremely popular. Prostitutes mostly sold themselves by sex, not as good as geisha in the Tang and Song dynasties, and their value was different, but they were good at music theory. All the veterans of Fengyue knew
Since she refused to stay with her guests at night, she could listen to her play a song or tune on weekdays, which was a very rare enjoyment
Most of the people on the court heard that Ziyuan was famous and had never received it. How could they not be happy to hear Ziyuan willing to perform a song?
Wenyuan saw that the little maid had already taken out a pipa, so he walked outside the pavilion, Zhao Pingbo knew that if Zi Yuan was not allowed to play the song at this time, he would be angry with the public. He also wanted to hear how smart Zi Yuan's technique was, so he also took Ke Yantai out and stared at Wenyuan with a side look.
Ziyuan sat upright on the embroidered couch, took the pipa from the little maid's hand, and lowered her head for a moment, and there was no sound inside and outside the cabinet.
A string of pearls and jades hit the falling sounded, Ziyuan stroked the strings on his hands, and his ten fingers performed their duties. Just such an ordinary pyrowood pipa suddenly turned into a magical instrument, with a clear and graceful sound, and it was truly formed. None of the supreme wonderful songs dared to make any sounds, for fear of disturbing this worldly music.
The sound of the pipa also seems to flow out, the purple-fly starry eyes are half closed, the jade hand is whispering, the soft sound on the strings is like thousands of flying through the green forest, and suddenly it has passed, and in a flash, there are many listeners again, but no one can tell which place is the most wonderful musical essence, the front is not allowed to the back, and the back is not allowed to the front, like a white jade without flaws
The tune gradually became desolate, the evening breeze moved the bamboo, the drizzled duckweed, even if the guests had a hard heart, their souls could not help but tremble. The purple body leaned against the gauze. When they looked at it, they couldn't stand the weight of the pipa, so they wanted to lie softly on the embroidered couch. They didn't know how clever her fingers were. Every finger moved, like a willow sipped on the lake, and the clear sound was rippling, spreading in circles.
The play was so clear that a rich young man was in a state of excitement. He almost couldn't help but sigh. He hurriedly covered his mouth. It was not that the song should not be praised. However, the time was wrong. At this moment, the ultimate playing was messed up. No matter how hard he could not bear it, he had to wait for the song to end. It was really hard to suppress but hoped that the song would never stop. Listening to Ziyuan's pipa for the rest of his life, there was nothing to ask for.
The song finally ended. Ziyuan turned his hand and the lingering sound came out, floating slowly. The song was over, and its rhyme was still like a light smoke that filled the audience. No one cheered.
I don't know who woke up the first dream, and first praised the second person, the third person woke up one after another, and then everyone came back to their souls, and the whole scene was filled with thunder.
Zhao Pingbo's ears were still surrounded by the wonderful and endless pipa music. He understood the theory of music. The cleverness of this song really surprised him and said to himself: It turns out that he is well-known, and there is such a woman with both talent and beauty in the world!
Suddenly I remembered that I was trying to force her just now, and I felt a little sad
Ziyuan stood up, bowed slightly to the outside of the pavilion, turned around and opened the gauze tent, the little maid came forward and was about to close the door of the pavilion, and suddenly heard a sound of jingling outside the pavilion, and someone played the piano outside the pavilion.
Ziyuan was about to return to the back hall, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his mind. He turned around and shouted: Xiaofeng, don’t close the door first! The little maid Xiaofeng heard the order. Although she felt strange, she just responded and opened the door again.
A young man sat in front of the door outside the pavilion, stroking his hand with a lyric, playing a song of the mountains and flowing water, which is Wenyuan
Ziyuan's red lips trembled, and she could hardly hold the pipa in her hand. She showed a very complicated expression on her face. She was astonished, happy, shy, and retreated. She didn't know how all the guests were stunned when they saw this.
Only Wenyuan was most happy, and the four words of joy were not enough to describe him clearly. Ziyuan played the Autumn Moon of the Han Palace, the second most wonderful time he had heard. The Autumn Moon of the Han Palace, the best time was the sorrowful and resentful Han Palace, the Autumn Moon of the Han Palace that he heard on a small boat on the lake that night!
When the pipa reached this level, Wen Yuan believed that he would never admit his mistake. There would be no other tune in the world.
He talked about the mountains and flowing waters of that day, and his heart was full of ecstasy: I thought I could not see that girl, but I didn't expect that if I met today, it must be Miss Ziyuan, and I would never be wrong.
Ziyuan sat down again, and the sound of the pipa sounded again. It was the mountain flowing water that was like the sound of the piano, just like splashing ink, like gold and green, and it was harmonious with each other. The two sounds were integrated into one, and the audience was stunned. What I heard in my ears was no longer a zither, a pipa, or a sound of nature?
Listen to a few pounds and dong clangs, the pipa fell to the ground, the four strings were broken, Ziyuan's face was pale, biting her lower lip, looking at Wenyuan from afar, Wenyuan was surprised, the sound of the piano stopped, but Ziyuan cried and rushed into the back hall, Xiaofeng hurriedly closed the door
Everyone was surprised and started to shout, and talked about it. Mrs. Zhu hurriedly stood up, and smiled and said: Oh, all the uncles, Ziyuan is in bad health today. She was a little too tired just now and lost her attitude. Please go back to the hall first and let Ziyuan take care of her...
All the officials and gentry shouted, but Ziyuan didn't accept the guests, and she was unable to do so, so she had to go back to the hall. However, the scene just now was very different, which was really puzzling. I wonder what happened to Ziyuan
Everyone returned to the hall. Wenyuan picked up the qianqiu zither and did not walk away. He stared at the door in a daze, his heart was in a mess: What's wrong with Miss Ziyuan? She was indeed looking at me, and what was the sadness in her eyes?
Seeing him standing still, Zhu urged him repeatedly: Mr. Wen, don't be here... Wen Yuan kept chattering and clamoring, Wen Yuan stared at the small pavilion, feeling both lost and uneasy. After walking a few steps, he looked back.
He walked to the hall in such a daze, but he didn't care that Song Shangqian and Zhang's brother Wen Yuan didn't care. He sat on a chair casually and thought to himself: Miss Ziyuan was the one who played the song with me that night. She would never be wrong, but why did she do such a move? Just as she was thinking about it, a voice sounded behind him and whispered: Young Master!
Wen Yuan looked back and saw that it was the little maid Xiao Feng
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