Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

Zheng Liwan, Zheng Zhengjin, Yu Youwei, and Zheng Liwan's maid went down the Wangjiang Tower.

The group of talented men and women downstairs were discussing so much that their heads were almost bald, but they still couldn't figure out how to respond to Zheng Zhengjin's couplet, which almost made them die of anger.

Yu Youwei still had her schoolbag on her back, and Xiaobai's head was resting weakly on the opening of the bag, but her fox eyes looked somewhat cute at this moment.

The three of them walked towards the river.

Zheng Zhengjin then asked Zheng Liwan: "Miss Zheng, can you help me ask, I don't seem to have offended your maid, why do I feel like she has stolen my wife?" Zheng Zhengjin teased.

"Miss, look, he is bullying people. What hatred of having your wife stolen? That's nonsense." Zheng Zhengjin almost made the girl cry.

Zheng Liwan is her daughter, and her daughter was taken away by Zheng Zhengjin. Doesn't that mean he has hatred for his wife being stolen? It would be strange if he could be nice to her.

Zheng Zhengjin continued, "Okay, Taro, I'll treat you to something delicious later, so don't be angry."

When Yu Youwei heard Zheng Zhengjin calling "Taro", she couldn't help but want to laugh.

So Yu Youwei quickly took Zheng Liwan's arm, and the two walked together intimately. Yu Youwei whispered in Zheng Liwan's ear about the origin of the name Digu, the personal maid of Princess Li Xueyan.

Zheng Liwan knew the origin of the name Sweet Potato and became even more curious about Zheng Zhengjin. She thought to herself, "What kind of person would name someone like that?" So Zheng Liwan fell deeper and deeper into the mystery.

Zheng Liwan's maid was also brave. She snorted, "Hmph." Then she turned her head away and did not confront Zheng Zhengjin. Instead, she quickly followed Zheng Liwan.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Liwan called out, "Yatou." The girl couldn't hold it anymore. Her eyes were like a wounded rabbit, wet and red. She looked at her mistress aggrievedly and wanted to ask seriously, "Miss, have you been kidnapped? If you have been kidnapped, then blink a few times."

"Okay, don't be angry. The young master teases you because he thinks you are cute, right?" Zheng Liwan's explanation almost confused Yutou.

Several people came to the lake, and at this moment Zheng Liwan's boat was still parked safely on the shore.

Zheng Zhengjin helped Yu Youwei onto the boat.

Yutou helped Zheng Liwan onto the boat and then untied the rope tied to the shore. Yu Youwei and Zheng Liwan sat on each side and began to row the boat, which slowly left the shore under the guidance of the two.

Zheng Liwan also had her guzheng on her boat.
When Zheng Zhengjin saw the guzheng, he became interested.

Sitting in front of the piano, he tried a few notes. The sound of the test reached the ears of the two people who were rowing.

The two girls stopped and looked at each other. Zheng Liwan asked, "Your young master is really versatile."

Yu Youwei smiled proudly and said, "You will find out slowly by yourself. I can only tell you that your piano skills are superb. Whether you play the piano, strum or sing by yourself, you are the best."

August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, is actually the day in the year when the moon is closest to the earth. When the sun sets, a bright jade plate hangs in the sky, emitting a holy luster.

Zheng Zhengjin picked up Yu Youwei's schoolbag, took out a few boxes of mooncakes, and said, "Yaro, I promised to treat you to delicious food, and I will never break my promise. Come, take it and share it."

Yutou came to Zheng Zhengjin, carefully took the mooncake, and then quickly walked away from Zheng Zhengjin, as if Zheng Zhengjin was a monster.
After dividing the mooncakes, Yutou and Zheng Liwan didn't know how to eat them.

Under their gaze, Yu Youwei opened the outer packaging, revealing a mooncake as round as a jade plate. She began to explain to Zheng Liwan with a smile, "This is for the young master, it's called mooncake, and it's a delicious delicacy."

After saying this, she slightly opened her red lips and bit the mooncake with her pearly teeth: "Mm, delicious."

So Zheng Liwan and Yutou also started to taste it.

Even though Yutou and Zheng Zhengjin had a grudge against each other for stealing his wife, she had to tell the truth: this mooncake was really delicious.

The musical style of the guzheng is a bit sharper than that of the guitar. Of course, Zheng Zhengjin also likes the guzheng more.

The clear and melodious sound of the piano came from Zheng Liwan's boat, and also reached the ears of the people boating on the lake.

The music starts, at midnight the moon is on the tree branches, who feels sorry for whom

A cup of muddy wine poured into my heart, who makes whose heart cold
In the chaos, I am timid and fearful

Who becomes the hero?

At this moment, Yu Youwei was leaning on the seat of the boat, closing her eyes and feeling the beauty of her master's music.

Zheng Liwan's eyes were full of stars, and she looked at Zheng Zhengjin with admiration. Her heart was beating like a deer. Under the white moonlight, her face was slightly flushed.

And her maid, Taro, looked as if the sky was falling.

At the same time, there were also many small boats slowly approaching the boat where Zheng Zhengjin was.

"It's so beautiful, what kind of song is this and why have I never heard of it before?"

"The person who sang this song must be found for this young master and brought back to serve me. This little song is really beautiful."

"Who is this gentleman singing? His singing is much better than that of me, the top courtesan in Pingkangfang. Can I learn music from him?"

In the Guanghan Palace
Locking her loneliness
Osmanthus flower print neon
Who cares about the carved beams and painted buildings
I only wish that the morning drum and evening bell
turned into a trace of tenderness

Clouds rolling in the sky
It's her regret and longing
This is quite appropriate. After all, singing a song about Chang'e during the Mid-Autumn Festival is a sign of respect for Chang'e.

"The lyrics are absolutely perfect. Isn't it talking about Chang'e? Her loneliness is locked in the Guanghan Palace. It fits the scene very well. It's simply a stroke of genius." Zheng Liwan sang along quietly, then asked her maid to take a pen and paper to start writing down the lyrics.

At this time, Yu Youwei stood on the boat holding a guitar and began to pluck the strings, reflecting Zheng Zhengjin's distant brilliance, but there was no ambiguity at all. Because Yu Youwei had the honor of hearing this song when she was in Qingcheng Mountain,

The two of them connected and cooperated seamlessly, and with the addition of the guitar sound, the whole song became more flavorful.

After hearing Yu Youwei's playing, Zheng Liwan was completely stunned. It was so perfect.

There were some small boats approaching slowly, and the people in the boats were shocked when they heard the music. Many young masters were wondering who the boat belonged to.

But when many people got closer, they discovered that the boat belonged to Miss Zheng, the young lady of the Zheng family whom no one in the entire Chang'an city dared to marry, Zheng Liwan.

Then everyone became curious, wondering which man was so bold as to go out with Zheng Liwan? Wasn't he afraid of being executed along with his entire clan by the emperor?

Next, Zheng Zhengjin began to speak in operatic voice,
Mica screen, candlelight, deep shadows

The phantom becomes a cocoon, but the slave is helpless

The long river gradually falls at dawn, the meteorites sink

The Jade Rabbit and the Golden Toad helped me make the medicine and accompany my king again.
The song was halfway done, and the beauty of the last line of operatic singing made many people's scalps begin to tingle.
Zheng Liwan's eyes widened like bright stars, and she half-covered her red lips in disbelief and said, "So the song can be sung like this?"

Then, under Zheng Liwan's gaze, Yu Youwei put on her clothes and found the pipa that Zheng Liwan had placed aside. She quickly replaced the guitar, held the pipa and began to play.
The sound of pearls falling on a jade plate once again seamlessly connected with Zheng Zhengjin's piano music.

"Find me the information of the singer. Only I am worthy of listening to such a heavenly sound. Even if he is Zheng Liwan's man, I have to dig him out. I have plenty of money." A playboy was lying on a boat near Zheng Liwan. A girl beside him was massaging his shoulders. He arrogantly ordered the middle-aged housekeeper beside him.

The butler had no choice but to answer bitterly: "Okay, young master."

He was not the only one trying to find out the news. Today, Zheng Zhengjin's song "Guanghan Palace" moved Chang'an.

(End of this chapter)