Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Xie Anshuang belatedly understood what he meant, and retorted softly: "I'm not a fish."

Xing Wenshu responded with a smile: "Well, you are not a fish, but a little treasure I caught."

"..."

Xie Anshuang pursed his lower lip, the tips of his ears were slightly red under the cover of the night, and he changed the subject abruptly: "Why are you here?"

Xing Wenshu looked at him with a smile: "I have only answered this question before, or do you want to hear me say it again?"

Xie Anshuang was obviously even more uncomfortable, and faintly at a loss.

"Just now I played so frankly with the children, why are you getting awkward now?" Xing Wenshu put one hand on Xie Anshuang's shoulder, and took the initiative to help him change the subject.

Xie Anshuang glanced at him, then moved his hand away: "You were here just now?"

"Hmm." Xing Wenshu withdrew his hand naturally, and continued, "Probably the kid who climbed the tree just passed by when he fell, and before he could get out, he saw you rushing over. I've been here since then."

Xie Anshuang asked, "Why didn't I see you?"

Xing Wenshu took it for granted, "Of course it's because I'm good."

Xie Anshuang: "..."

He decisively gave Xing Wenshu a supercilious look, turned around and was about to leave.

Xing Wenshu hurriedly said: "It's rare to meet again, don't leave in such a hurry ~ sit with me for a while?"

Xie Anshuang glanced at the fishing rod beside him: "Sit with you and continue fishing? According to the Northern Dynasty's law, fishing is prohibited in the moat. Are you afraid that the patrolling guards will see it?"

"Don't worry, I'm just showing off." Xing Wenshu pulled up the fishing rod beside him, and saw that there was actually no bait on the hook.

It's really Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

Xie Anshuang looked at the silver-white fishhook under the moonlight, looked away after a while, and asked, "Why do you want me to accompany you? I'm very busy, and I don't have time to chat with you."

Xing Wenshu put away the fishing rod, hid it in a corner temporarily, and said, "Then don't chat. Do you want to come and listen to my performance? I can play whatever you want."

While speaking, he shook the Xun in his hand.

Xie Anshuang had never seen this kind of musical instrument before, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"It's called Xun, and it's a wind instrument like the flute." Xing Wenshu specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word "dizi" when he answered.

Xie Anshuang didn't notice his carefulness, but because he remembered the temple fair, he asked again: "I remember you said before that you can also play the flute?"

"Hmm~" Xing Wenshu looked even more proud, "I know almost all musical instruments, but I am more familiar with wind instruments such as Xun, Dizi, and Xiao."

Xie Anshuang praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's amazing, I don't even know how to do it."

Xing Wenshu took advantage of the situation and asked: "Then do you want to learn a little? I can teach you some of the simplest ones."

Xie Anshuang shook his head: "No, these elegant hobbies are not suitable for me."

Hearing his answer, Xing Wenshu turned his head and glanced at him, and continued: "The interest is to learn for your own pleasure, and it doesn't matter what is elegant or vulgar."

Xie Anshuang still shook his head: "I still prefer to listen to other people's performances."

Xing Wenshu looked at him for a while, and finally didn't ask any more questions. He sighed regretfully, and regained his energy and said, "Then do you have any music you like? I'll play it for you."

Xie Anshuang thought for a while, and replied with some embarrassment: "I have a song I like, but I don't know the name of the song."

Xing Wenshu immediately became very interested and asked: "Then can you hum? I have heard a lot of tunes, as long as I know it, I can remember it if you give me a tune."

"Let me try."

Xie Anshuang recalled the melody he always heard when he was young, and hummed a tune softly.

Xu Shi was not used to humming in front of people, he put his voice down very softly, like a cat.

Xing Wenshu was distracted for a moment, and then he came to his senses. He carefully identified the tune he was humming, but was stunned when he identified it.

——The tune that Xie An hummed was the one that the late emperor played most often on his flute when he held a banquet for the children of the aristocratic family.

But he remembered that Xie Anshuang was no longer at the banquet every time he went to the performances of the children of the family.

When Xing Wenshu was surprised for a moment, Xie Anshuang had finished humming, and was a little disappointed seeing that he hadn't responded: "You really don't know."

Xing Wenshu quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "No, I'm just a little surprised that you like this cheerful style of music. I thought that with your awkward temperament, you would prefer those sad and long tunes."

Xie Anshuang immediately put away the little disappointment just now, and replied with a speechless expression: "I told you to stop reading those messy scripts."

"Just kidding, just kidding." Xing Wenshu turned the topic back, "This piece is called Hepan, the lotus of the lotus flower. It's... well, the music created by the second son of Xingfu."

Xie Anshuang was stunned for a moment: "The second son of the Xing family created it himself?"

Xing Wenshu nodded, and asked back: "Don't you know? The musical talent of the second son of the Xing family is well-known in the music circle in the capital. This piece was composed by the second son of Xing when he was about 11 years old. It was played a little during several palace banquets. Perfect, and finally became the version you hummed just now, which is also the most widely circulated version in the capital. It is said that the source of inspiration for this song is a child that Xing Ergong met by a certain lotus pond when he was young."

Xie Anshuang was stunned for more than a moment.

The child I met by the lotus pond...could it be him?

He recalled the lilting tune in that piece, and quickly dismissed the thought.

If it was their first meeting, it shouldn't be so cheerful, maybe it was Xing Wenshu and others.

Noticing Xie Anshuang's emotional changes, Xing Wenshu flashed an ambiguous smile, and then said casually: "But I heard the first version of this song by chance before, and the tone is sadder than it is now. It is said that he hoped that when he met The kid who arrived can have a more comfortable future, so I changed the tone."

A more comfortable future...

Xie An drooped his eyelashes, feeling a little complicated.

At this time, Xing Wenshu brought the topic back, it seemed that he just mentioned it casually, and said: "Xun's timbre is more suitable for the first edition, and I also learned the first edition's playing, would you like to listen to it? "

Xie Anshuang nodded, and was dragged by Xing Wenshu to sit down on a nearby big rock.

There are many big stones used for decoration here, Xie Anshuang chose a place at random, and sat on the ground with his back against the big stones, while Xing Wenshu sat next to him, gently playing the Xun in his hand.

Ethereal and empty music slowly flows out from the sound hole of the Xun. At first, it is calm and gentle, with a long and leisurely tone, just like the breeze blowing across the pond in spring, warm and gentle.

But after a turn, the tempo of the melody became faster than at the beginning, but it was covered with a vague melancholy, which was very shallow and unignorable.Like a low voice, floating in the empty and lonely wilderness, surrounded by a lonely figure.

It's just that under the shallow sadness, there is still a ray of Qing Yang that seems to comfort and encourage.

This version of He Pan is more immature than what Xie Anshuang heard later, but it is also more touching, and even makes him think that he has returned to that afternoon more than ten years ago.

At the beginning of the spring rain, the warm sun suddenly appeared, and when he looked up while hiding alone, he saw a beam of warm light falling in his heart.

Xie Anshuang unconsciously hugged his knees and habitually hid himself in the shadow of the stone.

It just so happened that after the song was finished, Xing Wenshu put down the jade xun in his hand and looked in his direction, and saw that he was shrunk in the dark side where the moonlight could not reach, and he seemed to have not recovered yet.

Xing Wenshu's eyes darkened.

Before the child had an accident just now, he hid in the darkness covered by leaves like this, quietly watching the children playing under the light.

In fact, he had already guessed that Xie Anshuang would go out of the palace tonight when he learned that Xie Anshuang had gone to the palace of the concubine Xian. follow him.

He still remembered that Xie Anshuang looked at the children playing with a smile on his face, and he was obviously very happy at that time.

Perhaps what his little majesty is asking for is nothing more than a happy life for children and a prosperous life for the common people.

He glanced in Xie Anshuang's direction that morning, and he could see that Xie Anshuang didn't really want to make such a decision.

During the one month of getting along, he had already seen that Xie Anshuang would hide all his emotions in a cold manner only when his mood swings were too strong, so that no outsiders would find out.

Xie Anshuang in the hall that day was in such a state.

He didn't want to make such a decision, but he still said so in front of all officials.

It's like he clearly cares about the common people, but he still wants to make a foolish appearance; he is obviously that kid by the lotus pond back then, but he wants to deny it.

His little majesty is really full of secrets.

Xing Wenshu put his mind away, raised his smiling face and asked in a very unscrupulous manner: "Why are you silent all of a sudden? Are you overwhelmed by my skills?"

Xie Anshuang recovered from his own thoughts, and tilted his head slightly: "No, I'm just thinking about something."

"What makes my An'an so unhappy?"

Xing Wenshu sat on the boulder, bent his left knee, rested his chin with one hand, and looked in Xie Anshuang's direction with a smile: "It might make you feel better if you say it."

Xie Anshuang didn't intend to say it at first, but when he looked up and saw the gentle smile in the eyes of the person beside him, he suddenly thought of Xing Wenshu again.

Xing Wenshu always looked at him like this on weekdays.At some point, Wen Ran was always very similar to Xing Wenshu.

Xie Anshuang withdrew his gaze, continued to hug his knees, looked up at the silvery snowy moonlight not far away, and suddenly asked, "What kind of person do you hate?"

"Huh?" Xing Wenshu didn't realize what he was for a while, "Why did you ask this suddenly?"

Xie Anshuang was still looking ahead, and his voice became a little dull: "I want a very patient person to completely hate me."

Almost at the same time as the question was finished, Xie Anshuang regretted it.

He stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, and said, "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask. Thank you for your song today. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give Xing Wenshu any time to react, and left Xing Wenshu alone, looking at his back thoughtfully.

According to what His Majesty just said, His Majesty...does he want him to hate him?