Mixing ancient times with Taobao

Chapter 531 Three Immortals

On the second day, the poem written by Zuo Fu was being sung throughout Jinling City.And the song "Swordsman" spread even more overnight.

Such a soul-stirring tune is hard to forget after listening to it once.And many people even heard Zuo Fu's mood at the moment from this song.

After going through all kinds of things, the prosperity has faded away, leaving only the relief after seeing through the vicissitudes of life.

The heart is like still water, only the Dao has the heart.

Li De, Li Gong, Li Yan, the three immortals, made this song, and its ambition is very clear!
She really wants to be a saint and relieve the suffering of all people!

And those who listened to this song with their own ears that day, even heard the will to go to disaster and share happiness from the tacit ensemble of qin and flute!
It came from the heart of two players who shared the same purpose and determination.

It's really surprising that such a vagabond Sun Xunting is so infatuated.The sound of the flute can't deceive anyone, perhaps, in his heart, what he really cares about is Zuo Fu, not for profit.

The score and poems were handed to Zhu Cihong, and the queen sat beside him, calm on the face, but uneasy in her heart.

The weather is getting hotter, thinking of my husband's hard work in handling government affairs, I personally picked mint from my small garden. After picking and cleaning, I boiled the mint juice, and then steamed the good glutinous rice and mung beans. When it's time, take some mung beans and glutinous rice, add a little mint juice, ice water and sugar, and put it in a bowl, it's the best product to relieve the heat.

Although the emperor was indifferent to her, he would not discredit her as a queen, and would not stop her from entering by sending some soup and snacks.

It's just that she can only enter the front hall, and she must not step into the bedroom at the back.Although the emperor never made it clear that she was not allowed to enter the palace, but judging from the fact that the emperor never saw her in the palace, Shan Zhixian felt that the emperor was unwilling to let her in.

Although she is only Jiaoyu's daughter, she still has a lot of brains after reading a lot.Although I was depressed in my heart, I would not point it out.

Today, she made soup and came here, just wanting to show off her virtuousness as a wife, but how could she know that, after she sat down, Gao Yong sent a poem and a music score.

After learning that it was Zuo Fu's work, the emperor showed great interest.But after listening to Gao Yong's narration, his complexion visibly darkened.

"Qinhuaihe? Doesn't Sun Xuntang know that Fu'er is a woman from a good family? How dare you humiliate her like this?"

Gao Yong lowered his head, and said cautiously: "It seems that the two of you had an agreement before the expedition. I heard that it was the Duke of Zhen who wrote the post to An Shunhou first."

After a pause, he continued: "The servants and servants said that the two of them went boating on the Qinhuai River, drank wine and composed poems, and when they were happy, they cooperated with the qin and flute. This song "Swordsman" came from Anshunhou's boat .

It is said that the entire Qinhuai River was boiling at that time, and the Divine Comedy was crazy about it. They all said that the tacit understanding of the ensemble of qin and flute and the artistic conception of the tune were astonishing.

After drinking a glass of wine, Lord Zhen Guo laughed and wrote this poem, and said that the title of the song is Xiaoao Jianghu, but he prefers another name: A Laugh from the Sea. "

With a "snap", the pen in Zhu Cihong's hand broke, and Gao Yong knelt down in fright.

Knowing that the emperor doesn't like these things, but if he doesn't report the truth, the emperor will be even more unhappy.Therefore, he could only choose to report truthfully.

The queen glanced at the emperor, and saw that his face was as dark as water, and his slender and handsome eyes were stained with frost.He who was usually moody, could not restrain the anger in his heart at this moment, and actually broke the pen in his hand.

This is subconscious and out of his control at all, does he really care so much about Zuo Fu?

pity……

The queen lowered her head, with some inexplicable joy in her heart.

Zuo Fu had no intentions for the emperor, but for An Shunhou, which made her feel a little relieved.

King Xiang wanted it, but Goddess didn't, so it won't work in the end.

And at this moment...

She and him are husband and wife, and she is the one who will go to the end with him, even if she dies, she will be put into a tomb, so as long as Zuo Fu has no heart for the emperor, then she can always influence the emperor.

It's just that the aura exuded by the emperor at this moment made her heart tremble.This gloomy, ice-like feeling finally made her understand what it means to be "a million corpses when the emperor is angry".

"Really? The piano and flute ensemble is very harmonious?"

I don't know how long it took, when everyone in the hall was trying their best to tense their nerves and hold their breath, Zhu Cihong's indifferent voice came out, "So, is it true that Duke Zhen and An Shunhou are connected by heart? ?”

No one answered him, and no one dared to answer.

The Son of Heaven already knows all about Zuo Fu's thoughts, so how dare you answer such a question?

"Did she go to Qinhuai River by herself today?"

"Go back to the emperor, yes."

"How do you dress up?"

"My lord..."

"Say."

Gao Yong hung his head very low, and said tremblingly: "Duke Zhen is dressing up for his daughter's house today. He is wearing a lotus-colored shirt and a gold-woven horse-face skirt. The clothes on his head and neck are all from the capital city. Among the styles I have seen, the round fan is also different. The base used is lavender tulle, and the double-sided embroidery is all Lanzhi. The color is gradually changing, very elegant.

Although the jewelry on the head is simple, it is dazzling.The long hair is half tied and half loose, not like in the past when it was just tied up, still, still..."

"What else?"

There was no expression on Zhu Cihong's face, but his eyes were icy cold.

"I also painted my eyebrows and lips, and adjusted my makeup."

"Ah."

Zhu Cihong sneered, "It seems that I have become a bad person because of our mutual understanding."

The queen's heart moved, and she whispered: "Your Majesty, if Duke Zhen also likes it..."

Halfway through the conversation, he dared not speak any more.

Zhu Cihong's eyes swept over, and the glance was so sharp that the rest of the words stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say it anymore.

Shan Zhixian lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly due to the fear in her heart, but after thinking about it, she still plucked up her courage and said: "Your Majesty... Duke Zhen is a hero after all, you don't want to chill the hero's heart. The world is about to fall Yu, mother is going to marry, you can't stop it..."

"To shut up!"

Zhu Cihong scolded: "When did the queen become talkative?"

Shan Zhixian raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, she said with trembling lips: "Your Majesty, you are my husband, seeing you in pain makes my heart suffer too. If you like her, why marry her, my lord The concubine is lonely in the palace, if she is accompanied by a younger sister, it will be much better, Your Majesty, why are you bothering? A concubine is not a jealous person!"

She spoke with sincerity, but Zhu Cihong's face became more and more gloomy after being pointed out.It's just that he hasn't lost his mind after all, so he withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Send the queen back to the palace."

"His Majesty!"

Shan Zhixian was startled, and hurriedly knelt down, "Your Majesty, the concubine is talking too much! But, but the concubine..."

"Go back, I don't blame you, I'm tired..."

Zhu Cihong waved his hand, threw away the broken pen in his hand, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and said, "I only have brother and sister relationship with her, if I hear the queen's words again, don't blame me for not giving you dignity... "

(End of this chapter)