The Queen of Xuanyi

Chapter 24 The Flute

"What grandpa wants to tell you is that no matter who is the head of the Zhan family, this is your home. You have to remember that the direct descendant of the Zhan family left in Qingnan Mountain exists for you. You can mobilize any One person." Old Master Zhan looked at his granddaughter and said solemnly.

Zhan Yunge's heart sank, was that man asking again?Could it be that the Zhan family dotes on him so much because of the request of that man thousands of years ago?So it's a joke that I enjoy it so much.

"Don't think too much, girl. That man has no other requirements other than asking the Zhan family to hand over the wooden box to the girl when he was 15 years old. The Zhan family made such a decision only because the girl is the only girl in the Zhan family. Back then When agreeing to the deal, the man said that the only loss of the Zhan family is that no girl will be born except the girl. Since the girl is the only girl in the Zhan family, the Zhan family must protect the girl well and not let the Zhan family The daughter of the Zhan family was bullied. Therefore, the ancestors of the Zhan family have this family rule. No one in the Zhan family needs to be detained in Qingnan Mountain, but the direct line must leave a branch here. After the girl arrives, wherever the girl goes, this branch will follow. Where are you going?" Mr. Zhan knew what Zhan Yunge was thinking at a glance, and he straightaway made it clear.

Zhan Yunge felt ashamed when he heard the words, he had misunderstood his ancestor, and silently apologized to his ancestor in his heart.

But after thinking about it, she said solemnly, "Grandpa, this family rule should be abolished. Grandpa will see who can bully your granddaughter since she was a child. It's fine if I don't bully others. There's no need to hold uncle's family because of me. "

She is telling the truth, she is alone in every life, and she has never been bullied by anyone. Even if she dies in the end, the person who killed her will not end well, so in every life, her nickname has the word "Xiao" , she didn't intend to be a good person in this life.

The old man smiled when he heard the words, "Your grandfather is in good health. It's too early to think about it. Tomorrow, the girl will leave for the capital. Grandpa just told you the matter while the girl is still at home. Don't think that the girl is alone. , there are many Zhan family members, and the girls of the Zhan family can raise their chins wherever they go."

Zhan Yunge let out a chuckle, "Grandpa, you will teach a little overlord like this."

The old man chuckled, he has been pampered for so many years, and he has never seen the girl come here indiscriminately, this girl knows it very well.

"What are you laughing at, sister?" The brothers who were close to them asked in unison when they heard her laughter.

"Laughing, grandpa is worried that I will be bullied." Zhan Yunge stood up, his head was still a little dizzy, and he wobbled twice when he stood up.

Nangong Xuan wanted to stand up and support her, but seeing that she was still standing firmly despite her wobble, he didn't move.Today is her birthday, so she can do whatever she wants here.

"How could it be possible for my sister to be bullied? The thirteen of our brothers have already discussed it. The eight married brothers will stay at home. The five of us who are not married will go to the capital with my sister. Whoever dares to bully my sister, we will Excavate his ancestral grave." The thirteenth son pointed his finger.

Zhan Yunge walked to the open space in the middle of the banquet, "Well, I have thirteen brothers, what am I afraid of?"

"Don't be afraid, aunt, you still have Xing'er." A childish voice sounded.

Zhan Yunge followed the voice and saw that the elder brother's five-year-old son, Zhan Qixing, was looking at her seriously with his small chest up.He was the eldest of their generation. The other four little nephews were three years old, two years old, and one year old. They were all asleep in the arms of their nanny at this time.

"Haha, yes, my aunt still has Xing'er." Zhan Yunge suddenly felt that being born in Zhan's family was God's compensation for his suffering in so many lifetimes.

"Wanyu, the flute." Zhan Yunge stretched out his hand.

Wan Yu quickly ran to her with the flute, put it in her hand, and then backed away.

Zhan Yunge waved to Zhan Qixing, "Xing'er, come here."

Zhan Qixing ran over on short legs, Zhan Yunge hugged him and kissed his tender cheeks, Yang Yang asked with the flute in his hand, "Which one does Xing'er want to hear?"

"Zuihuayin." Zhan Qixing said without hesitation, a string of stars appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, today my aunt will play this Drunken Flower Song." Zhan Yunge was in a good mood.

Putting down Zhan Qixing, Zhan Yunge caressed the favorite instrument of several generations. At first, she liked the flute simply because it was easy to carry. Later, she fell in love with the cool and elegant tone of the flute. In her opinion, the flute is like an iceberg snow lotus, low-key It exudes a unique brilliance, sometimes bright, sometimes gorgeous, sometimes sweet, sometimes low, and can always express your thoughts and feelings vividly.

Looking down at Zhan Qixing who was tugging at the hem of her skirt, she said softly, "Go get the sword."

Zhan Qixing's big black grape-like eyes suddenly shot out a bright light, and quickly ran to his mother, and brought the sword that his aunt gave him. This sword was tailor-made for him by Zhan Yunge last year, and he Zhan Yunge personally taught him his swordsmanship.

"Auntie, it's time to start." Zhan Qixing looked up at his aunt who was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Auntie wants to see if Xing'er is lazy." Zhan Yunge finished playing.

Zuihuayin is a song that she secretly drank the good wine brought back by her third brother five years ago. After she got drunk, she improvised on the ice orchid tree. Because she did it impromptu on the ice orchid tree after she was drunk, so it was called Drunken Huayin.

The name is very soft, but the style of music is completely different. Sometimes it is deep and vicissitudes, and sometimes it is passionate and forging ahead. With the sound of Zhan Yunge's flute, Zhan Qixing's small body dances flexibly while holding a long sword. Although he is small, his Every move and style is very powerful, the most important thing is that each move can keep up with Zhan Yunge's tune, even if Zhan Yunge changes suddenly, he can change moves in time.

At this moment, the little man seemed to have endless energy in his body, making everyone present forget that he was only five years old.

After the song fell, Zhan Qixing retracted his sword perfectly, and looked at Zhan Yunge expectantly.

"Well, that's right, Xing'er is indeed not lazy." Zhan Yunge praised without hesitation.

"Auntie, teach me some tricks again." Zhan Qixing said immediately.

"Auntie has already taught you all this set of sword skills." Zhan Yunge said with a smile.

"But I've learned it all, auntie, teach me another set of sword skills." Zhan Qixing looked at the sword in his hand and begged.

Zhan Yunge smiled, "Who does Xing'er think has the best swordsmanship in our family?"

Zhan Qixing's big eyes flickered on one person, "Uncle Jiu."

"Ninth brother, please advise me." Zhan Yunge looked at the ninth son of the Zhan family.

Young Master Jiu took his own sword and stood up, "Sister, Brother Jiu drank a lot of wine today, I'm afraid his subordinates may have a head, if I hurt my sister, I guess I will spend half a month in bed."

"It doesn't matter who hurts who." Singer Zhan Yun waved his flute, drew a chic arc, and instantly attacked Jiu Gongzi, using the same swordsmanship that Zhan Qixing practiced just now, but she used the flute as a weapon. The sword is used.

Zhan Qixing's eyes lit up immediately, why does my aunt use this sword technique so well?He watched Zhan Yunge's every move with a good eye.

When Zhan Yunge's flute touched Jiu Gongzi's throat, everyone was stunned, how many tricks is this?

"Brother Nine, I've accepted it." Zhan Yunge withdrew his sword freely, and walked to Zhan Qixing, "Does Xing'er understand?"

"Although Xing'er's swordsmanship is practiced very well, it can't change randomly, and its strength and dexterity are not enough." Zhan Qixing is an extremely smart child, and he already understands what his aunt shows him in actual combat.

Zhan Yunge nodded in satisfaction, "Wuxiu is different from spiritually. Spiritually cultivates the spirit, which is the immeasurably powerful power sleeping in the body. It is the inner power. Wuxiu cultivates the Tao, which is realized with the heart. Realm, focus on external strength."

"That's why aunt let Xing'er exercise every day?" Zhan Qixing asked with comprehension.

"Yes, whether it's spiritual cultivation or martial cultivation, the most important thing is the skill rather than the many." Zhan Yunge rubbed his head and finally pointed out to him.

And the Ninth Young Master at the side looked at Zhan Yunge thoughtfully. She was talking to Xing'er, but she was also talking to herself. She saw that her sword skills had reached a bottleneck, and she began to practice other swords Use this method to wake yourself up.

Everyone said that the daughter of his Zhan family is a waste who can only awaken the soul of life and cannot cultivate. Who knows that her martial arts have reached the pinnacle, her profound skills can be compared with grandpa, and her medical skills are even more excellent?

Zhan Yunge threw the flute to Wan Yu, and then asked Wan Yun to bring the jug, from the old man and the old lady, to all brothers and sisters, including parents, she poured the wine herself, and poured herself a glass .

He held the wine glass and spun around, seeing everyone in his eyes, without saying anything, he drank it down in one gulp.

The Jinhua Garden fell silent. Although she didn't say a word, everyone understood what she meant. She was thanking them for their love for her over the past ten years, and saying goodbye to them. She was leaving tomorrow. I went to Kyoto.It is not easy for Qing Nanshan to hear her flute again.

Zhan Yunge turned to look at Nangong Xuan, smiled brightly, and said with a pun, "Brother Xuan, only you can accompany me from now on."

Nangong Xuan's eyes moved slightly, he stood up, walked to her side and said dotingly, "It will be dark soon, where are we going to the ice orchid tree?"

"You don't want to accompany me?" Zhan Yunge looked at him with a slight anger on his blushing cheeks.

"Accompany, I will accompany Yun Ge wherever she goes." Nangong Xuan held her hand, followed her lazily pace, and walked out of Jinhua Garden together.

Until the figures of the two disappeared, the old man waved his hand, "Go back."

Zhan Yunge lay on the ice orchid tree for half the night before being carried back to Mingzhu Garden by Nangong Xuan.

At the end of the day, Zhan Yunge on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Nangong Xuan beside him, got up and got off the ground, opened the closet, found the dress that Sister-in-law Six had made for her, changed it, and took out the After preparing the package, she took off the flute hanging on the wall, and quietly climbed over the wall and left Mingzhu Garden. A quarter of an hour later, she was already standing at the foot of Qingnan Mountain.

Looking back at Qingnan Mountain in the night, her figure disappeared into the distant night.

Nangong Xuan came out from the dark, and Chang He beside him said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess won't escape marriage, will she?"

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