when will i see you again

Xie Bingyuan was dressed in black and strummed the strings of the qin in the room. The sound of the qin gurgled from her fingertips like flowing water. The restless crowd gradually quieted down, as if there was a qin sound in the ice and snow.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the song ended, and the guests were still immersed in the sound of the music without any response.I don't know who started it, and then there was a moving applause from the whole audience.

Shen Qingjue picked up the teacup to drink tea, her fingers were already slender and thin with distinct bony joints, but now she was wearing a very beautiful emerald green ring finger on her right ring finger, which made her look even more slender like jade.

If the people in Wuwanglou know the goods and know what kind of jade rings she and her master are wearing, they should send someone to serve them right away.

Sure enough, there were three knocks on the door, Shen Qingjue was too lazy to answer, the person at the door stood for a while, then slowly opened the door and came in.

"Oh, General Shen, you are a star, and you didn't even say a word when you came, so these stupid old women neglected you." A man with a round beard and a round beard bent over and laughed along with him. Bowing, standing next to the old woman who greeted her just now, the old woman lowered her head, moved her feet as if she had made a big mistake, and dared not speak.

Shen Qingjue put down the teacup, wiped his hands casually with a handkerchief, and casually threw it on the table.

"Who is playing the piano outside?"

Seeing Shen Qingjue's question, the middle-aged man rolled his eyes and knew that the general was interested in Boss Xie, so he hurriedly answered:

"It's Xie Bingyuan thanking the boss."

Shen Qingjue squinted his eyes, and sent the teacup forward.

The middle-aged man in charge immediately understood, walked up and picked up the teapot to fill the teacup with water, and then carefully pushed the teacup back to its original position.He knew that Shen Qingjue was satisfied with his answer, so he calmed down and started talking.

"Boss Xie hasn't sung an opera recently. I heard from others that Boss Xie's piano is also excellent. I begged for several days, and finally found that Boss Xie is in a good mood today, so I invited her over. Now that I think about it, I have a good brain." When I was playing, I called to thank the boss for playing, and it happened that you came and were satisfied, and the villain is the happiest."

Shen Qingjue raised the teacup and took a sip, the middle-aged man did not dare to speak rashly, waiting for Shen Qingjue's order.

"Ask her for me, when will I sing The Peony Pavilion again." The middle-aged man

He didn't understand what Shen Qingjue meant, but he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly led the woman back to pass on the message.

Xie Bingyuan was sitting in the pavilion on the roof of Wuwang Building, gently wiping the Guqin with a handkerchief.

"Boss?" The middle-aged man asked tentatively. Just after he said his intentions, Xie Bingyuan just rubbed the guqin without saying a word.

"You said she was General Shen, why did General Shen come to this place of fireworks, most likely some dandy pretended to want to see me." Xie Bingyuan continued to rub the guqin slowly.

"Boss, don't mention the legendary green thumb that is the same as the Generalissimo, just have a good figure, it's not something that ordinary people can pretend to be."

Xie Bingyuan twitched her eyebrows, she knew in her heart that the rumored general Shen who had just been canonized had really come.It's just that she has always kept a low profile and acted prudently in Wuwanglou, so what can a general with power over the government think about?

"Please come over."

The middle-aged man was a little bit embarrassed, but he still did so. In terms of status, he wouldn't be enough to carry Shen Qingjue's shoes out of a hundred. Now that his boss has orders, he has no choice but to disobey. "My boss is amazing," the man thought to himself.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go back to Shen Qingjue's door, holding his words: "General, thank you boss for his inconvenient legs and feet, please go over."

The middle-aged man stood at the door and did not dare to go in, and he was even ready for Shen Qingjue to walk away at any time.

As soon as the voice of "Zhi" fell, the door was opened, and Shen Qingjue had already come out and stood in front of the door. His fox fur was windy, and he was wearing a blue robe with a noble air, and there was still a sense of lightness around him.

"lead the way."

The middle-aged man looked at this woman who was half a head taller than him, and hurriedly bowed his body and stretched out his hands in a gesture of invitation, leading the way on the left front and pacing all the way.It seemed that he couldn't believe that Shen Qingjue, with his status, would agree to go find Xie Bingyuan in person.

"It's here, the villain will go down first." The middle-aged man went downstairs, sighing with emotion as he walked all the way.

"How is it?" All the beauties gathered around quickly, and even a few performers stretched their necks to listen.

The middle-aged man waved his hands and shook his head, "Do you know who that is? Don't think about it, those people only come to our place once in a while."

"Who, who can make you say that, Uncle Wang? Could it be some second- and third-rank official?" When the girls heard what Wang Fuhai said, they became even more curious, and chattered around him.

"Who can hit the sword immediately, but I am General Shen. Have you heard this sentence in the army? Isn't the Wei people also frightened when they see the general?"

Wang Fuhai clicked his tongue and sighed, all the girls seemed to be stunned, they stopped talking, and their faces were sad in different ages. "I can see you once in this life, you can be content!"

Shen Qingjue looked at the carved wooden door in front of him, the past passed by like smoke, she didn't want to wait any longer.She raised her finger and knocked on the door lightly.

"Please come in." A familiar cold voice sounded in the room, and Shen Qingjue's fingertips trembled slightly when he opened the door.

Pushing open the door and entering, Xie Bingyuan slowly got up from beside the guqin, her black robe complementing her exquisite figure.Xie Bingyuan came over neither humble nor overbearing, bent her legs and said, "I've seen the general." When she looked up at the rumored general Shen who had slashed his sword immediately, her heart skipped a beat.

The Shen Qingjue in her mind should be a rough and majestic woman who is as thick as a man, but she never thought that she would be a thin and tall woman with such a graceful and calm manner in front of her.

Shen Qingjue stood alone by the side, his black cloak fluttering in the wind, he was indescribably cold and suave, his face like a white wall was expressionless, but in his delicate upturned eyes, there seemed to be a stream of thick misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xie Bingyuan was known as the number one beauty in the Imperial City. After seeing Shen Qingjue this year, she had already secretly given this title to Shen Qingjue who didn't know it.

Shen Qingjue didn't answer, he didn't take red tape seriously at all.She paced to the table and sat down, her clothes fluttering, and the tassels of excellent texture fluttered along with her.He stretched out his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, before he managed to suppress the surging emotion that was about to rush out of his chest.

"You sing and play every day, isn't it hard work?" Shen Qingjue asked her.

Xie Bingyuan did not expect Shen Qingjue to say such a sentence.

"People can't be relaxed all the time, and they can't be hard if they understand these things." Xie Bingyuan looked at Shen Qingjue's very casual and natural actions, and also relaxed.

"I have never sung the Peony Pavilion in front of people. How does the general know?" The world knows that Beijing opera is popular and Kunqu opera is in decline. Boss Xie not only dominates Beijing opera, but also is a master of open-voiced Kunqu opera, but the boss never sings Peony Pavilion.

How did Shen Qingjue know?In the previous life, a few days before the departure of going north to defend against the enemy, Boss Xie, wearing a brocade, sang her farewell at the Peony Pavilion in the snowy plum forest.

"After the two years of the Qing War, the twelve old princes from the previous dynasty are gone. I grew up in the palace and listened to operas with my grandmother, but now I feel more and more lonely. Let me ask Boss Xie Can't sing The Peony Pavilion."

When Xie Bingyuan heard this passage, the fear in her heart became heavier and heavier. If she hadn't traveled around the United Kingdom when she was young, she would almost be in a cold sweat.

General Shen grew up in the imperial palace, of course it would not be the current imperial palace, there is only one possibility, that is the old dynasty that has collapsed.Everyone knows that the political collapse in the last years of the previous dynasty, the country of the heroic emperor for many years was finally controlled in the hands of an old woman. superior.

Listening to the opera with the old lady, I am afraid that the godson of the former empress dowager, the emperor, can't do it, right?

And such a noble princess or princess who was deeply entangled with the previous dynasty, followed the new dynasty's military forces, and destroyed twelve old princes of the previous dynasty in just two years.

Xie Bingyuan raised her eyes to look at the flawless person in front of her, her eyes were a little complicated.What kind of thunderous tricks did the person who was drinking tea leisurely in front of her have, and how did he attract her.

Shen Qingjue turned his head to look at her, with a different kind of tenderness in his eyes: "Qingjue has admired Boss Xie for a long time, so I came here today to ask, when Boss Xie will start singing, so I can go to Liyuan to listen carefully."

Xie Bingyuan lowered her head and smiled, she naturally didn't believe Shen Qingjue's words, but why she said that was beyond her comprehension now.

"Sing it another day."

Hearing this, Shen Qingjue smiled, "Excuse me, see you another day." After speaking, he got up and went out with a very relaxed expression.

Back at the old palace again, it was already late at night, and Shi Ling sat beside the oil lamp by the table in the hall holding the lamp and propping his face, it seemed that he hadn't waited for her to fall asleep.As soon as Shen Qingjue raised his hand, the oil lamp went out, and the room returned to darkness.

Shen Qingjue took off the fox fur and put it aside, and walked up to the study in the attic alone.

People in the dark are always like this, without the sunshine of the day, they are closer to their own souls.Shen Qingjue, who had died once, should be fearless, but she soon discovered that she was still very afraid of parting from Xie Bingyuan.Without the life and death not long ago, she might never have understood the meaning of the three words Xie Bingyuan to her.

Shen Qingjue held the lamp, studied ink and picked up a brush, standing on the desk and next to the drawing paper that was as long as his body. Maybe there would be no sunshine tomorrow, and she would find herself still in that boundless darkness in a daze for a while.

And taking the portrait of Xie Bingyuan with you, the tormented prison may be the most suitable place of tenderness.

She stood there all night, when the last stroke was done and the sun was dawning, the person in the painting looked back at her in imperial concubine clothes.Shen Qingjue was in a daze for a while, unable to tell whether it was the 17th year or the 22nd year of Mu Kingdom.

The author has something to say: Who can hit the sword immediately, but I am General Shen.