I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 142 What reward do you want?
"Who is this?"

"Can play such a beautiful piece of music!"

Yi Ren lives inside.

No matter the members of the mission or the officials of Honglu Temple, they all looked at the second floor with astonishment on their faces.

The beautiful and flexible sound of the piano fluttered out from there.

The soft melody and peaceful mood describe the beautiful scenery of the world...

The music continues.

For a while, everyone didn't think about who the musician was.

Indulging in this wonderful music one by one, a peaceful picture involuntarily emerged in my mind.

on the screen.

The sun is setting and the evening of the full moon is ushered in.

People float on light boats, rippling on the spring river.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are emerald, and the flowers and branches make shadows.

The water surface is rippling, and the oars and sculls add sound.

Listen and listen.

An inexplicable emotion came to my mind.

Everyone present felt a sense of peace and tranquility in their hearts.

As the time goes.

The first piece of music is gradually coming to an end.

Everyone was still immersed in the profound artistic conception created by the music, unable to extricate themselves.

On the stage, Mingyue Oiran listened to the music and looked towards the second floor, her beautiful eyes were full of reverence and admiration.

This piece of music, from the tune, to the idea, to the performance, is far better than her.

Look at Zhou and Gan and the two countries.

I am afraid that only Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower, who is well-known all over the world, can be compared with him.

Mission side.

Wei Xinglai's expression gradually became stiff.

The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

Eyes become a little trance.

Before coming here, he obviously investigated.

In the entire Qian Kingdom, except Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower who has left, no one can beat Mingyue Huakui in terms of rhythm.

Where did this person in the private room on the second floor come from? In just a short song, he has the ability to overwhelm Mingyue Huakui!

Just when he was puzzled.

On the opposite side, Zhou Zheng, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, also had a huge change in his expression.

First at a loss, then surprise, finally joy, excitement.
He looked at Wei Xinglai, did not hide his excitement at all, and said loudly:

"I'm here, and when I hear this song, it feels like I'm on the bank of the river, feeling the rippling wind blowing by the wind! It's really wonderful!"

The voice fell.

Many people opened their eyes and looked at him, dissatisfied with being disturbed.

"Listen to the music! Talk nonsense!"

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng realized his mistake instantly, and hurriedly shut up.

However, the joy in the eyes overflowed.

The tune continues.

In the picture, on the spring river, the returning boat is far away, and everything is silent, making it even more peaceful.

"It's over?"

Everyone felt the change in the tune, their expressions were in a trance, and they all had something to say.

at this time.

Ended with the sound of the piano.

The melodious flute sound suddenly sounded.

The melodious tune is like a butterfly dancing in the air, and like a ding-dong spring flowing in the mountains.

Close your eyes.

In front of me are thousands of lights and bright stars.

The sound of the flute is quiet, but it gives people a feeling full of vitality and joy.

In the harmonious and quiet melody, the artistic conception is boundless, tranquil and full of interest.

In a trance.

Everyone seems to be in a prosperous age, with thousands of scenes and many feelings.

"Two instruments, two tunes, although they depict different scenes, they echo each other.

It outlines a picture of the flourishing age of Yinggeyanyanwu, Haiyanheqing, giving people a kind of beauty of time and tranquility, which is really admirable! "

At this moment.

Listening to this wonderful music, even Wei Xinglai, the envoy of the State of Zhou, couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The rest of the mission members were even more immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

The song is over.

Everyone still looks intoxicated, and their thoughts are still unfinished.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking"

"After hearing this song, from now on, all the music will be dull."

"I don't know who made this song, it's really touching!"

"No matter how touching the tune is, it needs to be performed by everyone to have the charm. The sound of the piano and the flute are the best in the world, but I don't know who is sitting in the private room on the second floor."

Hear the emotions of the members of the mission.

The officials of Honglu Temple all thought of something, and there was something weird in their eyes looking at the second floor.

If they remember correctly.

There are only four people on the second floor.

Prime Minister Fang, His Majesty, and His Majesty's personal maid Lin Wan'er.
And, Fang Xiang's personal little maid who amazed everyone.

Fang Xiang and His Majesty are both in the world and have no time to play with musical instruments. Even if they are proficient in rhythm, it is impossible to reach this level.

Your Majesty's personal maid should also be a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, with everything.

But I have never heard of such a piano art that is the best in the world.

Exclude these three.

There is only one left, and that is Fang Xiang's personal maid!

In other words, such a wonderful piece of music is very likely to be written by her!
"It's nothing more than a little maid next to Fang Xiang. She has such a beautiful appearance, but she has such a talent that is the best in the world. It's unbelievable!"

"As expected of Fang Xiang, there are so many talents around me, if you just pull one out, you can amaze the world!"

"No matter what the occasion, Fang Xiang can always turn the tide at critical moments! It's admirable!"

The officials of Honglu Temple showed joy and talked a lot.

The members of the Zhou Guo Mission remained silent for a long time.

I do not know how long it has been.

At Honglu Temple, a young official borrowed a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from a servant in Yirenju, and began to write.

While writing, also while reading.

"In the second year of Tianyi, on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, Honglu Temple held a banquet in Yirenju for Zhou envoys"

Just half a cup of tea.

Write down everything that just happened.

From Zhou's envoy's proposal to meet friends through music, to Mingyue Huakuan's appearance.

Then the envoys of the Zhou State talked about rituals, music and society.

At last……

Everyone suddenly heard a song, as if they were in a prosperous age.

Even the members of the mission couldn't help sighing, once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud...

The image of an envoy who was slapped in the face was portrayed with added oil and vinegar.

Wei Xinglai looked at the young official with an extremely gloomy expression, but he was helpless.

after all……

Everything he recorded happened just now.

the most important is.

Before that, they sent someone to record first.

There is this prerequisite.

Even if he wanted to stop the young official, he couldn't find a suitable reason.

At this moment.

The most embarrassing thing was not Wei Dongxing.

It was the accompanying book of the Imperial Academy.

Holding the pen, he looked at the official across the way, with a look of embarrassment on his face, not knowing whether to record or not.

After a long while, I finally couldn't help it, leaned over to Wei Xinglai's side, and asked in a low voice:
"Master Wei, do you want to record this matter?"

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai's eyes burst into anger, he glared at him, and said angrily, "You got kicked in the head by a donkey?"

The Book of the Imperial Academy was scolded, and said a little aggrieved: "Didn't your lord just tell the subordinates that everything that happened in Yirenju should be recorded?"

"you!"

Wei Xinglai took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said word by word: "Then why don't you also record this sentence?"

The book of the Imperial Academy was slightly taken aback, and thought:

Makes sense!

So, pick up a pen and write it down on paper.

"Master Wei said: Your brain was kicked by a donkey."

"Again: Then why didn't you record this sentence?"

Wei Xinglai knew that he was harboring resentment, so he was just obedient and obedient.

But seeing this scene, he still couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, lowered his voice, and said through gritted teeth:

"If you don't want to stay here, you can leave! I won't force you!"

The Hanlin Academy's book ignored him, and wrote down on the paper on its own:
"Master Wei said: If you don't want to."

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Get lost!"

The book of the Imperial Academy looked up at him, and continued to write down on the paper.

"Master Wei said: Get lost."

"."

Now, Wei Xinglai really had no choice.

You can't beat him up in front of so many people.

He could only endure the fire, and said expressionlessly:

"It's His Majesty's will to drag you from the Imperial Academy to the mission, and it has nothing to do with me. You don't have to be here to act like you're doing, and you don't have to be weird."

Before he finished speaking, he saw him write down on the paper:
"Master Wei said: Take you!"

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai took a deep breath, ignored him, and looked to his side.

There, a burly man was eating meat by himself.

"Shen Shang, it's up to you later, don't embarrass me."

The burly man named Shen Shang swallowed the meat in his mouth, with a confident look, he raised his brows and said:

"Lord Wei, don't worry, in the whole world, the strength is better than those of lowly positions, I'm afraid they are still in the womb!"

"As long as the dry person agrees to the martial arts competition, the humble official will definitely win!"

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai calmed down a little, smiled again, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Good job!"

"You eat first, and when you are full with wine and food, I will propose a martial arts contest with Qian Ren."

"Thank you sir!"

As Shen Shang said, he picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew.

the other side.

Honglu Temple Shaoqing Zhou Zheng looked at Wei Xinglai who had an ugly face, his brows were full of smiles, and he raised his brows and said:

"Master Wei, I wonder if we can have a toast now?"

Wei Xinglai could naturally hear the ridicule in his tone, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Naturally."

"It's just that I still have a problem on my mind. I don't know if Mr. Zhou can solve it for me."

Zhou Zhengdao: "Master Wei, please speak."

Wei Xinglai looked towards the second floor, and said slowly: "Master Zhou, can you tell me who is playing the music just now?"

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a moment, and said, "Forgive me for not agreeing to this matter."

Wei Xinglai showed suspicion, and said: "Why is this? Could it be that the person is noble and respected, and Master Zhou is inconvenient to disclose it?"

Zhou Zheng thought for a while and said, "Yes, and no."

This time.

Wei Xinglai was really puzzled, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Zheng saw that he was chasing after him, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Forget it, I will send someone to report to see if he is willing to reveal his identity."

As he spoke, he called an official, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.

The official knew it, responded, and walked to the second floor.

After a while, he returned to Zhou Zheng's side and told him the result.

Zhou Zheng listened, his face revealed a look of surprise, and he thought: "It really is her!"

opposite.

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai was even more puzzled.

Did Zhou Zheng also know the identity of the person who performed the music?
Zhou Zheng got permission, looked at Wei Xinglai, smiled, and said:
"Just now the official said, yes and no, it's because of her special status
In terms of status, she is just a maid.

But in terms of status, she is the prime minister's personal maid...

As far as I know, there is only one maid who is close to the prime minister, so it is not a problem to say that she has a noble status and a respected status. "

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai was instantly stunned.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened, and his expression was disbelieving.

"Ya Ya Huan"

"You can play such a beautiful piece of music, and you can't lift your head under the pressure of Mingyue Huakui, how can you be just a little maid!"

It seemed that he could see the doubt in Wei Xinglai's eyes.

Zhou Zhengdao: "It's human nature for Master Wei not to believe it, but Master Wei must know that I have no reason to lie to you."

When Wei Xinglai heard this, although he still felt a little unbelievable, he no longer doubted it.

He subconsciously looked at the private room on the second floor, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear:
"The plan carefully prepared by the official fell into the hands of a little maid."

In the elegant room.

Wu Mingkong looked at Yang Yuhuan in front of him, his eyes sparkling, and asked:

"Where did you get this song from?"

Yang Yuhuan thought for a while and replied:

"Give it to me, Xiangye."

Wu Mingkong turned his head to look at Fang Xiu, and said suspiciously: "Does he still know the rhythm?"

Yang Yuhuan showed a look of admiration on his face, and said: "Master Xiang not only understands the rhythm, but is also very good at it. The songs played by my family are all composed by Master Xiang."

Wu Mingkong couldn't believe it, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked, "Really?"

Fang Xiu asked back: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Wu Mingkong thought for a while, but didn't speak.

Although she felt that it was impossible for Fang Xiu to be proficient in temperament, even if he was proficient, it would be impossible for him to compose such a song that is the best in the world.

but.

In the past few months, Fang Xiu has proved one thing countless times with his actions.

The things she thought were impossible turned out to be true in the end!
therefore.

For a while, she wasn't sure if Fang Xiu composed this piece.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu sighed helplessly and said:

"Where did the minister find the time to compose such a song?

The little girl made all the tunes herself, so to speak, she just wanted to put gold on Chen's face. "

When the little empress heard this, she subconsciously looked at Yang Yuhuan.

Sure enough, she saw a blush on her cheeks, obviously she was touched.

In fact, strictly speaking, Yang Yuhuan has committed the crime of deceiving the emperor.

But the little empress didn't take it to heart at all.

She looked at Yang Yuhuan with her beautiful eyes, and said seriously:
"If this is the case, Yuhuan can be considered to have made a contribution to the imperial court today.

The imperial court has always distinguished rewards and punishments, tell me, what reward do you want? "

Hearing the reward, Yang Yuhuan seemed to think of something, and her eyes lit up.

"Your Majesty, is any reward acceptable?"

Yang Yuhuan asked softly.

The little empress thought for a while, and said, "I will try my best to satisfy you as much as I can."

Got the desired answer.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Xiu with watery eyes, his brows and eyes were full of anticipation, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, and he said slowly:
"My family wants Xiangye."

(End of this chapter)