Chapter 1217

Up to now, Xia Yongling also heard Wang Qian's resolution. After this conversation, they should go their separate ways. "OK, sir, you ask."

Wang Qian nodded, "I'd like to ask you first, what's your decision? What did the emperor promise you?"

"The emperor's promise remains unchanged. He will arrange a position for me, and then find an opportunity to Amnesty the whole world after he returns to Beijing."

"When will you leave?"

Xia Yongling was stunned. He thought Mr. Wang would reproach him again. "The emperor had planned to fly pigeons to the capital, but the situation changed. Changge wanted to come to Wuhuang town in person, so he decided to wait until Changge arrived."

Wang Qian a Zheng, "what, long song adult wants to come?"

"Yes," said Xia Yongling anxiously, as if he had thought of something. "Sir, don't give up the idea of Changge. The decision you made before is me... I... I become the emperor's husband. I've given up that idea completely! I'm sorry, sir. I can't make it through my heart. I have to have the courage to become the emperor's husband. If I get the emperor's heart by chance, I'll be ridiculed. But the emperor has only Changge in his heart. I really can't blame myself. "

Wang Qian covered his disdain. "Yes, don't worry, my son. My subordinates have given up their thoughts." then he continued to ask, "why did the emperor suddenly decide to come to Wuhuang town? Is there any change in the emperor's experiment?"

Xia Yongling grinned bitterly, "there is no change. On the contrary, the emperor's mood has widened a lot. I don't know exactly how."

Wang Qian's eyes flickered, "what's the change in the emperor's state of mind?"

"This..." Xia Yongling hesitated, "the emperor did not tell me, a lot of my guess."

"Tell me about your guess, young master?"

"Isn't it good to talk about the emperor behind his back like this?"

"I just want to hear it."

"... sorry," Xia Yongling's voice was full of guilt, "I don't want to talk about this topic."

"Ha ha." Wang Qian sat next to Xia Yongling, playing with the teacup in his hand. He didn't feel that the tea was hot. "Do you remember that the emperor liked the sound of the flute? How many songs did you play with your son? "

"I don't like it," said Xia Yongling, who could not help but think of the woman. He sighed that she could always say unexpected things and do amazing things. He sighed, "the emperor is really a genius of rhythm. He can compose catchy songs casually. The style is beautiful and thought-provoking, but I just help the emperor write the songs."

"Oh?" Wang Qian said, "I heard the young master mention it once before, but my subordinates haven't heard it. I wonder if the young master can play it for my subordinates once?"

Xia Yongling suddenly had a feeling that it was not so much a conversation as interrogation and routine.

Wang Qian sighed and said, "my subordinates will leave Wuhuang town in two days, but I don't know whether they will have another chance to continue their relationship with their masters and servants."

"What? Are you going, sir

"My subordinates have no face to stay."

"..."

"I only want to listen to one of the emperor's favorite songs."

See Mr. Wang request, Xia Yongling can only take out a small jade flute, "good, I play to Mr. is." With that, he blew it gently.

It's "Dongfeng Po".

Wang Qian was disdainful, but he was also shocked after hearing the song.

When the song was finished, Wang Qian said, "is this song definitely composed by the emperor?"

Xia Yongling is practical and realistic. "The emperor claims to be plagiarizing other people's works, but if he really plagiarizes, why can he say more songs casually? One or two wonderful tunes may be missed by the world, but so many tunes are by no means accidental, so I'm sure they are composed by the emperor. "

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