Chapter 305

The flexible melody overflows from the fingertips of women. The melody is smooth and clear at the beginning, which makes people feel refreshed. Everyone is intoxicated in this gentle melody. When the women's hands are raised, the melody suddenly reverses, like the sound of horses and hoofs, like the sound of drums and bronze drums, the music suddenly goes up and down, sometimes implies danger, sometimes the victory is in hand, seven strings are under the women's hands, and they can change everything. It's not easy The sound of the zither gradually stopped. People thought that the tune had been played out and was about to praise it. Suddenly, a zither sounded. The bleak tone was like a sad voice. It was like an invisible hand tearing at the listener's heart. It was inexplicably painful and pathetic.

Qingfeng listens carefully until a sound like a broken string resounds. Qingfeng applauds and says with a smile, "it's a good piece of Qiu Tu, and it's a good piece of Qin art." It's very difficult to play this music. She only listened to the elder sister once. This woman can play it like this. She has outstanding piano skills and is skilled. It's a pity that this song is about the story of hunting. The hunter's ambition is to get it. He plays with the domineering power of his prey. The prey has no place to escape and is unwilling to be slaughtered. As the daughter of boudoir, neither the elder sister nor the girl can fully show it.

In a daze, Yuhan raised her head and looked at the person opposite. The two obvious scars could not cover up her unique appearance, which made her see the identity of a woman - Qingfeng at a glance. What surprised Yuhan Han was that she could hear it? This song was chosen because it is vigorous and powerful in the vast, so I want to perform it at the ceremony. Actually, this piece of Qiu Tu is a remnant song left hundreds of years ago. There are not many people who know it. In order to cooperate with the performance of the bells and drums at the ceremony, she specially rearranged the music. She could not imagine that Qingfeng could hear it effortlessly, and applauded when the last sound started, It can be seen that she knows the essence of this song. She has long heard that the sisters of the Qing family are not only unique in the world, but also knowledgeable and talented. Today, they are indeed well-known!

The jade Han Xuan gets up and replies elegantly to the green maple. Then she smiles back and says, "thanks for the praise of the concubine."

Qingfeng also chuckled and nodded, "you are also a custom-made piano." Otherwise, at the last moment, the strings must be broken.

The jade handkerchief's face shows the astonishing color, finally some regretful smile: "yes, it seems that it is still hard to play."

They admired each other and chatted like nobody else in the main hall. Xin Yuening could not bear such neglect. He coughed softly and said in a loud voice: "this is the Pearl of Yuhan in the hands of Yuze family, the Minister of rites. Before the Empress Dowager Dong went to rest in the other courtyard of Linchuan, she decided to let Han Han perform at the ceremony. I don't know what you think of it? "

At last, they were back to their senses, looking at the Queen's face and praising her carefully.

"Your Royal Highness."

The eunuch's shrill announcement came down. A seven or eight year old boy rushed in. The boy was wearing a white jade and gold crown, a red and purple jacket, a gold belt around his waist, and an imperial green hollow hanging pendant hanging on his waist. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and he was noble. Defiant went to the throne, salute way: "children have seen mother."

"Get up." Xin Yuening smiled and stood up to meet him. His eyes were full of doting. He asked gently, "how is the watcher coming?"

The child glanced sideways at the jade Han Han and her Jasper Qin, and said with disdain, "envoys from all over the world came to worship in the ceremony. This kind of small family playing music and dance can not show the majestic style of my dome. My son just learned a set of swordsmanship from Guo Shen. It's better for him to show his performance in the ceremony, so that they can see the majestic style of the dome."

What a breath! In the era of prosperity and peace, when it is not necessary or possible to wield swords and swords, playing zither and playing chess is a way to show the grandeur of a great country. Not to say that the majestic momentum contained in the painting of Qiu is enough to shock the heroes, but to really let him perform. The flower fist and leg embroidery of a seven or eight year old baby can show the grandeur of the dome?

Qingfeng sniffed, but xinyuening was proud of it. He said with a smile: "my son can naturally win glory for the dome, but you are the prince of the dome. In the future, you will be proud of the six countries. How can you perform for the envoys who come to worship?"

Yan Bei thinks about it. He is the future king of a country. It's not right to perform for those envoys, but the newly learned swordsmanship can't be displayed. He's not comfortable all over. After thinking about it, Yan Bei laughs and says, "how about the performance for his mother and empress?"

Xin Yuening smiled approvingly and said, "OK."

Yan Bei went to the center of the main hall, and a eunuch came to him with a two foot long sword in his hands. The sword was not cut. The body of the sword was white. The patterns made of refined steel flowed brightly in the dancing room. The gems inlaid on the hilt were also blinking brightly. He dances in a different way. It seems that the weight of this sword is specially made for him.

Looking at the elated children, Qingfeng has a moment of trance. Is this the way the royal family raised children? Was it the same when Yan Hongtian was a child? Impossible, think of the that domineering, just a look at people breathing stagnation of the man, Qingfeng immediately denied this guess.

If this child has been raised like this, he will only be a narcissistic and ignorant man in the future. Why doesn't Yan Hongtian care? Is this his son?

"Master, be careful!"

Qingfeng thought, suddenly felt a strong wind hit, ears only heard a cry from tuckahoe, arm was severely pulled back, Qingfeng fell back, sitting on the ground.

When he returned to God, he saw the dagger pointing straight at her, less than a foot from her face. Suddenly, the other concubines took a breath of cool air. Qingfeng was annoyed. He dared to point at her with his sword! I dare to roar with him, let alone a child who is indulgent and arrogant!

Under Qingfeng's cold stare, Yan makes an example of timidly taking back his dagger. Then he feels that he has no face when a woman stares at him and takes back his dagger. He holds his head high and says with a sneer, "I should be a pretty beauty who has bewildered the father and the emperor. It's just an ugly woman."

"Watch, don't be rude." Xin Yuening slowly walked to Yan Bei and looked at the green maple still sitting on the ground. There was no guilt on his face. "Is sister OK? Watch, you are really naughty. Don't mind. "

Qingfeng suddenly lowered his head, snorted, and covered his stomach with a face of pain.

"Master?" Tuckahoe hurried forward to help, but Qingfeng was unable to rely on her shoulder to moan.

"Xin Yue Ning Feng eyebrow micro pick, pretending to care about asked:" sister this is how Hum, it's better to let the children go!

Seeing that Qingfeng can't get up for a long time, he felt uneasy in the water core. He rushed forward to help him. Qingfeng is a child who can't stay, but it's not the way it is today. The queen is making trouble for herself and the prince.

Qingfeng grabs tuckahoe's hand and reluctantly gets up. He pushes away the water core. Qingfeng stares at xinyuening and says to tuckahoe, "go back to the palace!"

Qingfeng's stare not only didn't make Xinyue angry, but also made her in a good mood. Watching Qingfeng walk out, xinyuening didn't let anyone help her.

Qingfeng seems to be in pain. The whole person is leaning on tuckahoe's arms. Tuckahoe can't help him. When he comes to a table, Qingfeng stumbles and almost falls down again. Yu Meimei at the back of the table quickly got up and helped her. Qingfeng didn't know whether she was angry or confused. She slapped Yu Meimei in the face and fell to her knees timidly. Qingfeng pointed to Yu Meimei who was kneeling on the ground and shouted, "do you want to kill our palace?"

Wu'er has been with Zhen Zhen Zhen for such a long time, and he is not a fool. Qingfeng will not slap people in the face for no reason, but it is Yu Meimei. After thinking for a while, she seems to have some clue. Wu'er holds Yu Meimei, who is shaking. She murmurs in an unconvinced voice: "it was the concubine Qingfei who ran into her. How can I blame my master?"

The complaint was not high or low enough to be heard by people around him. Qingfeng's face sank and he said angrily, "you Unbridled! "

The woman in blue who is standing behind Yu Meimei is also a beauty. She used to be protected by Hui Fei. She suffered a lot. This time, she naturally wanted to fall into the trap and see Qingfeng's face turned blue. The woman in blue looked at the dancer and said, "it was the dancer beside Hui Fei. No wonder. Do you think you are still serving her now?"

"Come!" Qingfeng pointed to the dancer, but his voice was shaking because of the pain or rage: "throw her into the cold palace to reunite their masters and servants!"

The bodyguard in Yilan palace looks at the queen. She smiles and nods. She immediately steps forward and drags her dancing son out of Yilan palace.

Xinyuening went to Qingfeng's side and saw that her face was blue and iron. She was very happy. She said hypocritically, "it's just a cheap maid. Why does sister get angry? Her body is important." Hum, at that time, she wanted to join hands with Zhen Zhen Zhen to deal with her. Now she needs to see who is dealing with whom!

Qingfeng doesn't look at xinyuening, but tuckahoe makes Yilan palace. Walking on the Palace Road, Qingfeng's face recovered as usual, but still let tuckahoe help him. Qingfeng asked in a low voice, "so far, the emperor really has only such a son?"

Tuckahoe nodded softly, "yes."

No wonder that the child is so arrogant. Xin Yuening has no fear. Even if he caused her to miscarry today, Yan Hongtian can't do anything about the child. Yan Bei is Yan Hongtian's only son. In this way, he must be the prince of the future. If Yan Hongtian has a chance, he is the emperor. How can Yan Hongtian, such a smart and wise person, allow such a situation Appear? If the child ascends the throne, let alone she has no way to live, it is Lou Xiyan, suling and other courtiers, who may be destroyed by the Xin family in the future.

These two days the joyful mood suddenly turns down, clenches tuckahoe's hand, the green maple whispers: "Zhen Zhen Zhen is about to give birth, you look for the steady mother first, wait for the dance son's news, must let their mother and son be safe."

"Yes." Tuckahoe's face is also very dignified. If you didn't have time to pull the master today, that sword really hurt the master, what would the emperor do?

Night had already come, tuckahoe was helpless to see the people in the study who were absorbed in painting. When she came back from Yilan palace, the master began to draw. She thought that she was just on the rise, but didn't want this stop to be three hours. The evening meal was useless. I just had two mouthfuls of soup.

After glancing at the paper, it seems that the painting is almost finished. Tuckahoe is about to order Ruyi to prepare some food. He sees a tall and straight figure striding into the breeze hall. The people in the yard kneel down to salute, "long live the emperor."