Biganchun

Prosperity is hard to stop, and the feast is easy to break up.

Zhan Zhao still remained in his original position, holding the cup in one hand, half of the wine was still in the cup, reflecting the candlelight in front of the hall, changing constantly, just like all living beings in the world.

King Xiangyang and his party have been away for a long time.

Seeing that Qingcheng agreed, Zhao Jue laughed loudly, obviously his heart was paid off.Afterwards, he ordered the old palace supervisor next to him to bring Qingcheng into the palace tomorrow morning.The old palace supervisor seemed to intend to order Qingcheng to drive back to the mansion tonight, but Zhao Jue shook his head and said: "With Qingcheng's unparalleled beauty, this king must not neglect the etiquette. Run Fu, this king wants you to handle this matter in person tomorrow."

The old palace supervisor named Runfu quickly knelt down to receive the order, then got up, and ordered his relatives to accompany the king of Xiangyang to drive back to the mansion.

Before leaving, Runfu called Hua Chunfeng to him, and said: "If the person whom the lord is looking for goes wrong, there will be no Tianxianglou and you Hua Chunfeng in Zhuyu Lane from now on. Do you understand?"

Hua Chunfeng hurriedly bowed and said: "My family understands! Father-in-law, please rest assured. Tomorrow morning, my family will deliver Miss Qingcheng to my father-in-law."

Run Fu nodded slightly, and left behind a group of soldiers from the royal school lieutenant guarding the front and back doors of Tianxiang Building.Seeing that everything had been arranged properly, he swung his whisk lightly, and quickly left with the palace eunuchs in green clothes.

Seeing them leave, Qingcheng and the dancers retreated behind the screen and left the flower hall one file at a time.All the guests in the hall breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, their faces were full of resentment, but they did not dare to comment freely.Hua Chunfeng reluctantly agreed with a smile, and after a while, all the people dispersed, only Zhan Zhao and the old musician Qi Qing remained in the flower hall.

Zhan Zhao put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up, saw Qi Qing was still wiping the bamboo flute silently, stepped forward, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Liu, are you all right?"

Na Qi Qing stopped what he was doing, and slowly raised his head: "This young master, whose surname is Qi Mingqing, is not Mr. Liu."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "I met Mr. Liu once in Bianjing five years ago, and I am confident that I have not forgotten Mr. Liu's appearance."

Qi Qing said quietly: "The old man's surname is Qi, and he has lived in Xiangyang City for many years. My son, I'm afraid you have misidentified the person."

Seeing that he didn't intend to recognize each other, Zhan Zhao secretly sighed in his heart, but still smiled and said, "Even if Mister forgets about me, I wonder if I can help you next time?"

Qi Qing said indifferently: "I'm afraid there are not many places where I can serve the young master."

Zhan Zhao said seriously: "Mr. Ruo later remembered my identity, I hope you don't mention it to others, I will be very grateful."

Qi Qing glanced at Zhan Zhao, and saw that his expression was extremely sincere.He lowered his head and continued to wipe the bamboo flute in his hand: "I don't know the young master, and I don't know how to talk about it with others."

Seeing him like this, Zhan Zhao knew that he would not reveal his identity.Having achieved his goal, he bowed deeply to Qi Qing, turned and left.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao had left, Qi Qing was still sitting silently on the short pier, thinking to himself: "As he traveled thousands of miles south to Xiangyang, he came to Zhuyu Lane with his name hidden, he must be investigating an important case. Of all the people here tonight, if there is anyone who can alert him to take action, the prince is probably the only one. Could it be that his investigation this time is actually to investigate the Xiangyang Palace..."

Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly: "Fame and wealth, don't you mean that this life has already been abandoned? Why should I bother with such irrelevant things?" He was about to get up when his heart suddenly moved: "Ah, others will It's irrelevant, how could I forget her? If this happened, it would definitely affect her future and destiny. If I stand by and watch, wouldn't I be missing her?"

He hurriedly stood up, put the bamboo flute into the cloth bag, carried the cloth bag, went straight out of the flower hall, and walked to the back of the building.Through the side corridor, there is a narrow staircase in the dark at the end, leading directly to the second floor.

Thank you for your natal family in a small building.That is Qingcheng's residence - Tianxiang Pavilion, the dream-visited place of rich and powerful people in Xiangyang City.

Qi Qing was about to go upstairs, but unexpectedly a figure turned from behind the stairs.It was the turtle slave who had scolded him before tonight.

"Qi Qing, it's so late, what are you going to Tianxiang Pavilion for?"

Qi Qing said indifferently: "Miss Qingcheng told me earlier that her purple bamboo flute is not straight and must be rectified as soon as possible. I have finished the rectification now, and I will send it to her."

The tortoise slave sneered impatiently: "The palace will come to pick her up in a sedan chair tomorrow morning. From then on, she will fly up a branch and become a phoenix. What do you need this purple bamboo flute for?"

Qi Qing was unmoved: "She ordered so, and I have to do it."

The turtle slave frowned, and stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I'll send it up and bring it to her. Boss Hua personally confessed that no one can go to the Tianxiang Pavilion tonight."

Qi Qing shook his head and said: "This method of tuning the flute requires two people to work together. The Qingcheng girl plays the qin, and I play the flute to correct the rhythm. If you can do it, then take this flute, and I will save effort. "

The turtle slave said angrily: "How dare you entertain me? Are you impatient?"

Qi Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "If you delay Miss Qingcheng's orders, I'm afraid that in the end, whether you or Boss Hua, it will be difficult to explain."

The turtle slave thought that Qingcheng is now the concubine of the King of Xiangyang, so he really shouldn't be offended. Although he was still annoyed, he had no choice but to push Qi Qing's shoulder: "If you want to go up, go quickly, don't dawdle here!"

Qi Qing shook his head and sighed, picked up the steps, and went upstairs slowly.

The door of the pavilion on the second floor was closed tightly, and a halo was seen through the screen window, but no one was seen.

Qi Qing knocked lightly on the door: "Miss Aman, please open the door."

The door of the pavilion opened with a creak, and a pair of smart eyes appeared: "Mr. Qi, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Qi Qing put a finger on his lips, and said softly, "I want to see Miss Qingcheng."

Aman understood, and lowered his voice: "Please come in quickly."

Qi Qing followed Aman into the Tianxiang Pavilion, and Aman immediately turned around and closed the door tightly: "The girl is inside, Mr. Qi can go in."

Tianxiang Pavilion is a suite warm pavilion.The outside room is spacious and elegant, but not too much furnishings.It's just a piano stand by the wall, and a rosewood acacia table in the middle, with landscape ink stones inlaid in the middle.There was a set of sapphire pots and cups quietly placed on the table, which looked like antiques from the Han Dynasty.This is the place where Qingcheng sits opposite the guests who enter the curtain after dancing every night.

Qi Qing knew that Qingcheng had strict rules.Guests can only talk and drink tea with her here, but they are never allowed to enter the inner bedroom.Hearing Aman's words now, he couldn't help hesitating a little.He raised his eyebrows and looked at Aman, seeing Aman smiling and nodding at him, he walked into the room.

When Qi Qing was young, he was suave and suave. He traveled all over the flowers and fragrant houses, and visited all the spring ladies in Liuxiang, but in his memory, he had never seen any oiran's dormitory so simple and plain.On the green bamboo bed, there is a white gauze tent hanging on the top, and a brocade mattress and a thin quilt on the bottom.The tables, chairs and cabinets in the house are all made of bamboo. When I first came in, I didn't feel anything, but when I stood there for a while, I felt that my body was covered with a faint fragrance of bamboo.

Outside the window, the rain has just stopped.The wind and the clouds scattered into the sky, blowing into Luo Wei, messing up the hair on the sideburns of the people in front of the window, seeming to have known each other, and lingering.

At this moment, she has taken off her dance clothes, revealing a jasper dress, more graceful and charming than when she was dancing in front of the hall.

Hearing Qi Qing's footsteps, she looked back and smiled slightly: "Mr. Qi, what's the matter?"

Qi Qing looked at Qingcheng, sighed softly in his heart, but smiled on his face: "I'm taking the liberty of disturbing the girl."

Qingcheng nodded slightly to Aman, Aman understood, turned around and retreated to the outside room.

Qingcheng approached Qi Qing and said, "Why did you say that, sir? In fact, I planned to talk to you tonight."

Qi Qing was surprised: "Young lady is going to leave tomorrow morning, and I think I have to pack up tonight, but why do I suddenly think of old age?"

Qingcheng stared at him, and said: "If there is still a trace of Qingcheng's nostalgia in Tianxianglou, it is sir. Since Qingcheng came here, I know the music and theory of Mr., and thank you for all the care you have given Qingcheng. Pass."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and bowed deeply to Qi Qing.

Qi Qing hurriedly helped her up, shook his head and said: "Miss, don't be like this—these days, the old man has not done his best for the girl, but he has received a lot of favors from the girls. By your gift?"

Qingcheng got up, and said quietly: "I am also a degenerate person in Tianya, to be able to know Mr., and to hear the strings to know the elegance, it is not in vain to come to Xiangyang City."

Qi Qing was startled: "The girl has promised the prince today, and from now on, she promises to live in the palace and stay in Xiangyang forever, how can she express her intention of parting?"

Qingcheng turned around, remained silent for a moment, and said: "Since I promised the prince tonight, I will never break my promise. I will follow the people into the mansion tomorrow morning. Once the gate is deep like the sea, the day I will see you again, Mr. , I'm afraid there won't be many."

Qi Qing looked at her thin back, and suddenly said: "What you said to the prince in the hall tonight, is it really willing?"

Qingcheng seemed to have never expected him to ask such a question, she was slightly startled, and turned to look into his eyes: "It is already the envy of countless women for Qingcheng to have such a home, why do you ask such a question, sir?"

Qi Qing shook his head slowly: "In my opinion, prosperity, wealth, rich clothes and good food are definitely not what you really desire."

Qingcheng smiled lightly and said, "Perhaps Qingcheng is not as refined as Mr. thinks."

Qi Qing said: "Even if a person's words and demeanor can deceive people, his piano sound will certainly not be able to deceive people. The strings in your music often express the meaning of being born in the world. Although the old man's hearing has deteriorated in recent years, he can still distinguish .”

Seeing that she was silent, she said again: "You replied to the prince tonight, and you spoke of the ancient meaning of Chang'an, but how could you forget the context of the poem? Let me ask you about the flute, Xiang Ziyan, who used to learn to dance for a long time. What can you say when you are successful? When I die, I would like to be a mandarin duck and not be envious of immortals. With your peerless appearance, in time, you will surely find someone who truly loves you, and you will grow old together for this life. Why do you have to entrust yourself to a prince early and use sex to serve others?"

Qingcheng raised his head and looked out the window at night, his thoughts seemed to fly to the sky: "Mr. kindness, Qingcheng appreciates it. It's a pity that Qingcheng is destined to never have a phoenix in this life. Sir, you don't have to worry about Qingcheng anymore."

Seeing that she was unmoved, Qi Qing expressed a sense of self-abandonment in her words, and sighed a long time: "If you have made up your mind, this old man will naturally not talk much... Anyway, when I was young, I once filled a Die Lian Hua, at this moment, let it be the old man's farewell song to you."

He went to the window, closed his eyes, and meditated for a long time, Fang Xuxu said:

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass and smoke, who would lean on the fence without words.

I plan to get drunk on Shukuangtu, and sing to wine, and strong music is tasteless.The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it, and I am haggard because of Yixiao. "

When he was young, he was so intoxicated and charming, but under his slow and desolate reciting, it turned into a faint, haggard and sentimental.

Qingcheng suddenly looked back at Qi Qing, his eyes were full of surprise.After he finished chanting, she gradually eased the gap between her brows, and her eyes suddenly brightened, like the first snow on a plum blossom, melting with frost.

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