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Chapter 141 Fang Xiang and His Majesty are fighting?
Chapter 141 Fang Xiang and His Majesty are fighting?
Inside Yirenju was quiet.
The officials of Honglu Temple looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.
Fortunately, Zhou Zheng, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, had already prepared for this, and ordered the officials on the side:
"Let Jiangyue Huakui play."
"Yes, my lord!"
The official took the order, turned and left.
Jiangyue Huakui comes from Yirenju, and she is also a master of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has everything.
However, compared to Mingyue Oiran who played before, she is slightly inferior in terms of rhythm and piano skills.
But what does it matter?
In the eyes of various countries, Daqian is barren land, the people are poor, and there is no respect for etiquette and law. It is almost a land of barbarians.
Since it is a land of barbarians, the music is unsatisfactory, isn't it human nature?
As long as the tune played by Jiang Yue Huakui is not too bad, it's over if you fool it.
It seemed that Zhou Zheng was aware of Zhou Zheng's thoughts.
Wei Xinglai's eyes flickered, he chuckled lightly, and said again: "The sage said: Every voice is born from the heart, and the emotion is in it, so the shape is in the sound, and the sound is written, which is called the sound.
Therefore, the sound of governing the world is peaceful and happy, and its government is peaceful; the sound of troubled times is anger, and its government is bad; the sound of a subjugated country is mourning, and its people are in poverty."
"Miss Mingyue's piano sound is like gurgling water, mellow and moving, soft and comfortable. In my opinion, it can be called the sound of governing the world."
What this means is that music comes from the heart.
When the government is sound and the people are harmonious, the music will be peaceful and happy.
When the people are in dire straits, the music becomes sad and angry.
When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, the music is sad and sentimental.
Wei Xinglai used the words of sages to connect music with the rise and fall of the country.
If there is any problem with the music played by the oiran of Yirenju, or if it is not satisfactory, it will give them the possibility to make a big fuss.
Although there is no substantial harm, but think about it, it's disgusting
really.
The faces of the Honglu Temple officials who were present all sank when they heard this.
Yi Renju Hua Kui, who was planning to take the stage, stopped her steps when she heard this, and felt uneasy, not knowing what to do.
Seeing this, Wei Xinglai smiled, and continued:
"Musicists are harmonious, lead the gods and follow the sky, those who are polite are not suitable, live in ghosts and follow the earth, rituals and music are well prepared, and heaven and earth are officials."
"Miss Mingyue is from Zhou, and the music she plays can certainly represent my Great Zhou."
"But I don't know Dagan's music, so what."
To put it simply, rites and music are very important. Only with complete rites and music can heaven and earth perform their duties.
These words seem to be just talking about etiquette and music.
But everyone present heard another meaning.
"No matter what you do, you are a big country. Even if the situation is declining, the rituals and music will not collapse. You can't even find a good musician?"
As soon as this word comes out.
The officials of Honglu Temple all showed anger, glared at Wei Xinglai, and cursed in their hearts:
"This dog thing is not over yet!"
A young official rolled up his sleeves silently, leaned over beside Shaoqing Zhou Zheng, and said in a low voice, "My lord, I want to beat him up!"
Since these bastards always say that Daqian is a place of barbarians, they attend a banquet and are aggressive, making the original relaxed and happy atmosphere like this.
Why not wait until the banquet is over and let them have a taste of the splendor of the barbarian land!
Cover it with a sack and give it a hard beating!
Zhou Zheng thought for a while, his eyes sank, and he replied in a low voice:
"Be gentle, don't kill anyone."
"Your Majesty understands."
With permission, the young official's eyes sparkled, and he was eager to try.
the other side.
The oiran of Yi Renju stood under the stage, thinking of Wei Xinglai's words, he felt uneasy and refused to go on stage for a long time.
Seeing this scene, the members of the Zhou Guo Mission curled up the corners of their mouths, and their eyes showed sarcasm and disdain. They were all looking at a joke, and thought:
"In such a huge country, it's ridiculous that we can't find a musician who can compete with Miss Mingyue!"
"Oh! It really is a land of barbarians!"
Seeing their eyes, the officials of Honglu Temple felt even more annoyed, but there was nothing they could do.
If it was placed two months ago.
Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower, has not left Dagan yet, and playing a song on the stage, overpowering that bright moon oiran, is simply a breeze, it's a trivial matter.
Unfortunately.
The shopkeeper Tang, who is superb at the piano, is now in the state of Zhou.
Hey.
Time passed minute by minute.
The atmosphere began to become a little awkward.
On the side of the Zhou State Mission.
The accompanying book of the Imperial Academy suddenly took out a blank sheet of paper, dipped a pen in ink, and started writing in front of everyone.
Don't even think about it.
He's documenting what's happening right now.
At that time, add oil and vinegar, and publish it in the weekly magazine, which will definitely cause some waves among the people of the two countries.
On the second floor of Yirenju, in the private room.
Wu Mingkong, who was sitting by the window, looked at the Zhou Guo envoy with a sneer on his face, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and said coldly:
"These dogs are aggressive as soon as they come up, distorting the words of the sage, and linking the music with the rise and fall of the court."
"It seems that if there is a good song, it is Haiyan Heqing. If there is no good song, it means that the world is going downhill. It's just a joke!"
"However, you are not easy to refute. Once you refute, it seems to be inferior. It's really annoying!"
Before the little empress came here, she never thought that Wei Xinglai's words would be so irritating.
Even her majestic emperor, can't wait to find someone to beat him up.
"Beat him."
The little female emperor's eyes lit up, and she looked at Fang Xiu: "Fang Xiu, I think so"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Xiu:
"Your Majesty doesn't want to."
"."
[Emotion value +2000]
Seemingly seeing through the thoughts of the little empress, Fang Xiuyu taught earnestly:
"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Ninth Five-Year Honor. If you can't meet something, you just want to solve it violently. If others know it, wouldn't it be true and look like a gentleman?"
[Emotion value +2000]
The little empress rolled her eyes at him, and said angrily, "Don't care what others think, and do what you think is right. Didn't you teach me this?"
Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback: "Really?"
The little empress asked back: "Isn't it?"
Fang Xiu pretended to be dazed: "I don't remember."
Hear this.
The little empress looked suspicious, looked Fang Xiu up and down, and said word by word:
"There's something wrong with you!"
Fang Xiu looked at the little empress: "How do you say that?"
The little empress still looked at Fang Xiu suspiciously, and said:
"I found that you often use various methods to deliberately anger me for no reason!
For example, just now, three times in a row, it was like this! "
After a pause, he continued to analyze:
"Of course, this kind of thing is not unique today, it was often like this in the past.
At that time, I only thought of you as a pervert and liked to hear me scold you.
But now, I feel that you may have some other purpose, or some other reason! "
If the little empress also has a system, she will hear a prompt sound in her ears at this moment:
[Emotion value +5000]
Looking at the little empress who carefully analyzed her psychology.
Fang Xiu had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
after all……
She guessed right!
I really don't have any reason!
"Cough cough."
Fang Xiu coughed twice, changed the subject and said, "Your Majesty is thinking wildly again."
The little empress looked at Fang Xiu with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and she was almost certain in her heart that he was doing this on purpose.
But why this is so, I can't think of a reason for a while.
I had no choice but to follow his words, snorted coldly, and said:
"Hmph! I'm just thinking wildly, you know it in your heart!"
Hear this.
Fang Xiuteng stood up suddenly, walked in front of the little empress, narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a dangerous look, raised his big hand, and said coldly:
"It seems that if I don't teach His Majesty a lesson today, it will be impossible!"
Seeing his eyes, the little empress knew that he was going to be serious, she subconsciously stepped back, pretended to be calm, and scolded:
"Bold!"
"The following are all officials from Honglu Temple, as well as Zhou Guo's mission, what are you going to do!"
Fang Xiu approached step by step, expressionless said: "Your Majesty knows what I want to do!"
aside.
Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Xiu, who was approaching at every step, with envy and expectation in his bright eyes, and muttered to himself:
"I envy Your Majesty..."
"Yu Nu really wants to be beaten by Master Xiang."
When Lin Wan'er heard this, she subconsciously glanced at Yang Yuhuan, her eyes widened in disbelief.
But after only a moment, she withdrew her gaze and looked forward with a blank expression.
A breezy look.
Again.
Everything she experienced in the past two days made her heart cold.
Nothing can cause her mood swings.
"you you you!"
"Stay away from me!"
The little empress looked at Fang Xiu who was getting closer and closer, and was really a little scared, and subconsciously wanted to back away.
Accidentally bumped into the teapot on the table.
boom!
The teapot hit the ground and made a loud noise.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the first floor was very quiet again.
When everyone in the mission heard the voice, they subconsciously raised their eyes to the second floor with suspicious expressions.
The officials of Honglu Temple thought of something, and their expressions all became strange.
Several young officials lowered their voices and began to discuss:
"What are Fang Xiang and His Majesty doing up there?"
"Who knows!"
"The two of them are at odds with each other. Could it be because of something that they started fighting?"
"Shut up, you two, do you still want your head!"
"Cough cough!"
Hear the discussions around.
Honglu Temple Shaoqing Zhou Zheng coughed twice, drew everyone's attention back, and said slowly:
"The official originally arranged for Jiangyue Huakui to play music for the banquet, but she is not feeling well today and cannot go on stage.
After thinking about it, since Miss Mingyue is here, why not let her continue to play music, and let me get to know more about Miss Mingyue's demeanor."
The voice fell.
Wei Xinglai immediately said: "Master Zhou's words are wrong. In Yirenju, Miss Mingyue is a guest just like us, how can we let her stay on the stage all the time."
As soon as this word comes out.
The officials of Honglu Temple all showed anger and glared at Wei Xinglai.
Things have come this far.
They still don't understand.
These guys came prepared, the purpose is to suppress the imperial court from all aspects, record it, and publish it in newspapers!
I saw that the book of the Hanlin Academy was still being recorded with a pen.
A young official finally couldn't restrain his anger, stood up abruptly, and was about to yell at him.
Just now.
A melodious piano sound suddenly sounded in Yirenju.
Euphemistic and smooth, timeless and fresh.
Just at the beginning, it showed the demeanor that overwhelmed that bright moon girl!
Accidentally fell asleep today, the update is late but arrived, thank you for your support, okay!
(End of this chapter)
Inside Yirenju was quiet.
The officials of Honglu Temple looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.
Fortunately, Zhou Zheng, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, had already prepared for this, and ordered the officials on the side:
"Let Jiangyue Huakui play."
"Yes, my lord!"
The official took the order, turned and left.
Jiangyue Huakui comes from Yirenju, and she is also a master of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has everything.
However, compared to Mingyue Oiran who played before, she is slightly inferior in terms of rhythm and piano skills.
But what does it matter?
In the eyes of various countries, Daqian is barren land, the people are poor, and there is no respect for etiquette and law. It is almost a land of barbarians.
Since it is a land of barbarians, the music is unsatisfactory, isn't it human nature?
As long as the tune played by Jiang Yue Huakui is not too bad, it's over if you fool it.
It seemed that Zhou Zheng was aware of Zhou Zheng's thoughts.
Wei Xinglai's eyes flickered, he chuckled lightly, and said again: "The sage said: Every voice is born from the heart, and the emotion is in it, so the shape is in the sound, and the sound is written, which is called the sound.
Therefore, the sound of governing the world is peaceful and happy, and its government is peaceful; the sound of troubled times is anger, and its government is bad; the sound of a subjugated country is mourning, and its people are in poverty."
"Miss Mingyue's piano sound is like gurgling water, mellow and moving, soft and comfortable. In my opinion, it can be called the sound of governing the world."
What this means is that music comes from the heart.
When the government is sound and the people are harmonious, the music will be peaceful and happy.
When the people are in dire straits, the music becomes sad and angry.
When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, the music is sad and sentimental.
Wei Xinglai used the words of sages to connect music with the rise and fall of the country.
If there is any problem with the music played by the oiran of Yirenju, or if it is not satisfactory, it will give them the possibility to make a big fuss.
Although there is no substantial harm, but think about it, it's disgusting
really.
The faces of the Honglu Temple officials who were present all sank when they heard this.
Yi Renju Hua Kui, who was planning to take the stage, stopped her steps when she heard this, and felt uneasy, not knowing what to do.
Seeing this, Wei Xinglai smiled, and continued:
"Musicists are harmonious, lead the gods and follow the sky, those who are polite are not suitable, live in ghosts and follow the earth, rituals and music are well prepared, and heaven and earth are officials."
"Miss Mingyue is from Zhou, and the music she plays can certainly represent my Great Zhou."
"But I don't know Dagan's music, so what."
To put it simply, rites and music are very important. Only with complete rites and music can heaven and earth perform their duties.
These words seem to be just talking about etiquette and music.
But everyone present heard another meaning.
"No matter what you do, you are a big country. Even if the situation is declining, the rituals and music will not collapse. You can't even find a good musician?"
As soon as this word comes out.
The officials of Honglu Temple all showed anger, glared at Wei Xinglai, and cursed in their hearts:
"This dog thing is not over yet!"
A young official rolled up his sleeves silently, leaned over beside Shaoqing Zhou Zheng, and said in a low voice, "My lord, I want to beat him up!"
Since these bastards always say that Daqian is a place of barbarians, they attend a banquet and are aggressive, making the original relaxed and happy atmosphere like this.
Why not wait until the banquet is over and let them have a taste of the splendor of the barbarian land!
Cover it with a sack and give it a hard beating!
Zhou Zheng thought for a while, his eyes sank, and he replied in a low voice:
"Be gentle, don't kill anyone."
"Your Majesty understands."
With permission, the young official's eyes sparkled, and he was eager to try.
the other side.
The oiran of Yi Renju stood under the stage, thinking of Wei Xinglai's words, he felt uneasy and refused to go on stage for a long time.
Seeing this scene, the members of the Zhou Guo Mission curled up the corners of their mouths, and their eyes showed sarcasm and disdain. They were all looking at a joke, and thought:
"In such a huge country, it's ridiculous that we can't find a musician who can compete with Miss Mingyue!"
"Oh! It really is a land of barbarians!"
Seeing their eyes, the officials of Honglu Temple felt even more annoyed, but there was nothing they could do.
If it was placed two months ago.
Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower, has not left Dagan yet, and playing a song on the stage, overpowering that bright moon oiran, is simply a breeze, it's a trivial matter.
Unfortunately.
The shopkeeper Tang, who is superb at the piano, is now in the state of Zhou.
Hey.
Time passed minute by minute.
The atmosphere began to become a little awkward.
On the side of the Zhou State Mission.
The accompanying book of the Imperial Academy suddenly took out a blank sheet of paper, dipped a pen in ink, and started writing in front of everyone.
Don't even think about it.
He's documenting what's happening right now.
At that time, add oil and vinegar, and publish it in the weekly magazine, which will definitely cause some waves among the people of the two countries.
On the second floor of Yirenju, in the private room.
Wu Mingkong, who was sitting by the window, looked at the Zhou Guo envoy with a sneer on his face, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and said coldly:
"These dogs are aggressive as soon as they come up, distorting the words of the sage, and linking the music with the rise and fall of the court."
"It seems that if there is a good song, it is Haiyan Heqing. If there is no good song, it means that the world is going downhill. It's just a joke!"
"However, you are not easy to refute. Once you refute, it seems to be inferior. It's really annoying!"
Before the little empress came here, she never thought that Wei Xinglai's words would be so irritating.
Even her majestic emperor, can't wait to find someone to beat him up.
"Beat him."
The little female emperor's eyes lit up, and she looked at Fang Xiu: "Fang Xiu, I think so"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Xiu:
"Your Majesty doesn't want to."
"."
[Emotion value +2000]
Seemingly seeing through the thoughts of the little empress, Fang Xiuyu taught earnestly:
"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Ninth Five-Year Honor. If you can't meet something, you just want to solve it violently. If others know it, wouldn't it be true and look like a gentleman?"
[Emotion value +2000]
The little empress rolled her eyes at him, and said angrily, "Don't care what others think, and do what you think is right. Didn't you teach me this?"
Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback: "Really?"
The little empress asked back: "Isn't it?"
Fang Xiu pretended to be dazed: "I don't remember."
Hear this.
The little empress looked suspicious, looked Fang Xiu up and down, and said word by word:
"There's something wrong with you!"
Fang Xiu looked at the little empress: "How do you say that?"
The little empress still looked at Fang Xiu suspiciously, and said:
"I found that you often use various methods to deliberately anger me for no reason!
For example, just now, three times in a row, it was like this! "
After a pause, he continued to analyze:
"Of course, this kind of thing is not unique today, it was often like this in the past.
At that time, I only thought of you as a pervert and liked to hear me scold you.
But now, I feel that you may have some other purpose, or some other reason! "
If the little empress also has a system, she will hear a prompt sound in her ears at this moment:
[Emotion value +5000]
Looking at the little empress who carefully analyzed her psychology.
Fang Xiu had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
after all……
She guessed right!
I really don't have any reason!
"Cough cough."
Fang Xiu coughed twice, changed the subject and said, "Your Majesty is thinking wildly again."
The little empress looked at Fang Xiu with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and she was almost certain in her heart that he was doing this on purpose.
But why this is so, I can't think of a reason for a while.
I had no choice but to follow his words, snorted coldly, and said:
"Hmph! I'm just thinking wildly, you know it in your heart!"
Hear this.
Fang Xiuteng stood up suddenly, walked in front of the little empress, narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a dangerous look, raised his big hand, and said coldly:
"It seems that if I don't teach His Majesty a lesson today, it will be impossible!"
Seeing his eyes, the little empress knew that he was going to be serious, she subconsciously stepped back, pretended to be calm, and scolded:
"Bold!"
"The following are all officials from Honglu Temple, as well as Zhou Guo's mission, what are you going to do!"
Fang Xiu approached step by step, expressionless said: "Your Majesty knows what I want to do!"
aside.
Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Xiu, who was approaching at every step, with envy and expectation in his bright eyes, and muttered to himself:
"I envy Your Majesty..."
"Yu Nu really wants to be beaten by Master Xiang."
When Lin Wan'er heard this, she subconsciously glanced at Yang Yuhuan, her eyes widened in disbelief.
But after only a moment, she withdrew her gaze and looked forward with a blank expression.
A breezy look.
Again.
Everything she experienced in the past two days made her heart cold.
Nothing can cause her mood swings.
"you you you!"
"Stay away from me!"
The little empress looked at Fang Xiu who was getting closer and closer, and was really a little scared, and subconsciously wanted to back away.
Accidentally bumped into the teapot on the table.
boom!
The teapot hit the ground and made a loud noise.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the first floor was very quiet again.
When everyone in the mission heard the voice, they subconsciously raised their eyes to the second floor with suspicious expressions.
The officials of Honglu Temple thought of something, and their expressions all became strange.
Several young officials lowered their voices and began to discuss:
"What are Fang Xiang and His Majesty doing up there?"
"Who knows!"
"The two of them are at odds with each other. Could it be because of something that they started fighting?"
"Shut up, you two, do you still want your head!"
"Cough cough!"
Hear the discussions around.
Honglu Temple Shaoqing Zhou Zheng coughed twice, drew everyone's attention back, and said slowly:
"The official originally arranged for Jiangyue Huakui to play music for the banquet, but she is not feeling well today and cannot go on stage.
After thinking about it, since Miss Mingyue is here, why not let her continue to play music, and let me get to know more about Miss Mingyue's demeanor."
The voice fell.
Wei Xinglai immediately said: "Master Zhou's words are wrong. In Yirenju, Miss Mingyue is a guest just like us, how can we let her stay on the stage all the time."
As soon as this word comes out.
The officials of Honglu Temple all showed anger and glared at Wei Xinglai.
Things have come this far.
They still don't understand.
These guys came prepared, the purpose is to suppress the imperial court from all aspects, record it, and publish it in newspapers!
I saw that the book of the Hanlin Academy was still being recorded with a pen.
A young official finally couldn't restrain his anger, stood up abruptly, and was about to yell at him.
Just now.
A melodious piano sound suddenly sounded in Yirenju.
Euphemistic and smooth, timeless and fresh.
Just at the beginning, it showed the demeanor that overwhelmed that bright moon girl!
Accidentally fell asleep today, the update is late but arrived, thank you for your support, okay!
(End of this chapter)
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