Qinglian Snow Heavy

After plucking along the strings, the sound of Lingling is like pearls and jade, but this is not enough.Qinglian suddenly remembered something, turned around to look for Wang Li, but saw Qin Zhengqing standing by the door and watching her with tears in his eyes.Qinglian had just contemplated for a while, but she didn't realize that someone was coming beside her.Wang Li followed Qinglian's wishes and went to the Yuefu to ask for Chongxian, but brought back the first Zhengzheng Qin Zhengqing.Looking at his own apprentice's pale and disjointed appearance, Qin Zhengqing felt a dull pain in his heart. The apprentice who usually looks the most obedient inherited an extraordinary fate, but dared to do things that would risk the disgrace of the world.Suddenly looking back at the startled glance in his eyes, what Qin Zhengqing saw in Qinglian's eyes was no longer the cowardly sadness he once had, but firm confidence, the calmness after the storm. "Mr. Qin..." With just one sound, Qinglian couldn't yell anymore, knowing that she was destined to live up to her mentor's teachings, but love is love, no matter how difficult it is, it can't stop Qinglian The relationship between Lian and Jiarui.So seeing Qin Zhengqing goodbye, Qinglian was full of guilt, because after all, she became an unrepentant and shameless villain in the eyes of Mr. Qin who respects and loves her.Qin Zhengqing found that Qinglian seemed to have grown taller again after not seeing her for a few months, her brows and eyes were stretched, her shoulders were broad, but no matter how she changed, she was still her own child after all.Qin Zhengqing looked at Qinglian standing respectfully with hands down in front of him, with the same respect as before, but lost the original intimacy.Qin Zhengqing sighed, it really was him who did such a great job.Qinglian once found the Shaoya Music Hall, but Qin Zhengqing avoided seeing it. Although Qinglian was ridiculed by others, she finally left sadly.So when Qinglian saw Qin Zhengqing again, she thought that Mr. Qin was still blaming him.Qin Zhengqing approached and hugged Qinglian with open arms. Feeling the slight trembling of his thin body in his arms, he patted Qinglian's shoulder lightly, and stretched out his hand to rub the loose long hair. "Stupid boy, what are you thinking, isn't happy to see your Mr. Qin?" Qin Zhengqing pretended to be relaxed. "No, no, how could it be?" Qinglian argued nervously: "Mr. Qin, I miss you so much..." After venting her feelings from the bottom of her heart, feeling the care of her long-lost elders, Qinglian smiled slightly. Mr. Qin didn't despise himself.Qin Zhengqing lifted Qinglian's long hair and tucked it behind his ears, looking at Qinglian's pale and thin cheeks with a contented smile.Qin Zhengqing also laughed, pretending to be vain and fussy, Qinglian has suffered so much suffering, isn't it enough, the love with the emperor will not give up even the world, and he interferes indiscriminately. "Qinglian, I brought the strings you want, and they are all the best. Do you want silkworm ice strings, or black steel heavy strings?" Qin Zhengqing put away his thoughts, and took out two rolls of strings from his bosom.Qin Zhengqing raised his hand in front of Qinglian, but stopped when Qinglian reached out to catch her. Qin Zhengqing grabbed Qinglian's wrist with his other hand, his expression changed from surprise to sullenness.Qinglian tried to pull her wrist away, but failed because Qin Zhengqing held it too firmly. "Qinglian..." Qin Zhengqing scolded angrily, "You are simply messing around. You still want to use the piano and heavy strings after this, do you want to use up your hands!" One pair of hands is another life of a musician, Qinglian sacrificed in such a way, she was simply in a daze.Seeing Qinglian's incomparably persistent eyes, Qin Zhengqing threw the strings in his hand to the ground angrily, turned around and left. "Mr. Qin..." Qinglian called out in a low voice, but she didn't know what to say next, even if these hands were abolished for Jiarui and his country, so what, it just failed Qin Zhengqing's years of upbringing.Qinglian tightly hugged the pipa in her arms with one hand, slowly squatted down, knelt on the ground, gathered the scattered strings in one place, and sorted them carefully.Qinglian was silent, her expression was gloomy, and she couldn't change her mind, so she couldn't beg Qin Zhengqing's forgiveness.Until her downcast eyes saw the hem of Qin Zhengqing's green shirt, Qinglian raised her eyes and looked at Qin Zhengqing's angry eyes that couldn't hide the concern, and realized that her husband was reluctant to part with her, and her heart warmed. "Mr. Qin, help me..." Qinglian pleaded.With a stern face, Qin Zhengqing helped Qinglian who was kneeling on the ground, picked up the messed up strings, and put them on the table beside him. "Which one do you want to use?" Qin Zhengqing asked in a calm voice. Although he was angry psychologically, he knew that Qinglian, who had always been modest, would not do so unless it was absolutely necessary.Qin Zhengqing recalled Wang Li's words on the road, Qinglian must have made up his mind so much, how could he beat the stubborn boy in front of him, if he really walked away, it would only hurt Qinglian's heart.Qinglian handed the Xuangang heavy string to Qin Zhengqing, and said softly "I'm sorry".Sure enough, Qin Zhengqing sighed in his heart, skillfully removed the old strings from the original piano, replaced them with new ones, and adjusted them one by one.Qin Zhengqing finished everything and handed it to Qinglian. Qinglian took the pipa, put her palm on the strings and pressed down slightly, and then turned the bobbin to tighten the strings a little more.Qinglian held the pipa in her arms and corrected her posture, pressed the strings with her left hand, and slightly raised her right fingertips, and then plucked the strings rapidly.Qinglian rehearsed the most complicated passage in the sacrificial music, feeling the tightness of the strings under her fingers, the black steel heavy strings, the sound was sonorous, Qinglian almost bent the front of her fingers to pluck the strings.But after a while, the thin scab broke free, and the tender flesh of Qinglian's fingertips began to ooze blood. "Qinglian, your hand..." Qin Zhengqing couldn't bear it, he interrupted, and the music stopped.Qinglian glanced at her fingers, then took the bleeding fingertips in her mouth and sucked them.Qinglian raised her eyes to look at Qin Zhengqing with a smile, smacked her lips and said vaguely: "Mr. Qin, so you can also play the pipa. You haven't said anything for so long, and you kept it from me." Qinglian looked childish. Qin Zhengqing's obstinate look also made Qin Zhengqing laugh, took out a square scarf from his arms, took Qinglian's hand and carefully wiped the injured fingertips, and said with a smile: "You are only so old, and there are so many things you don't know. Is it impossible for me to report to you one by one as a teacher? Back then, my master, that is, your grandfather Lin Zimo Lesheng was also good at pipa, and he once asked Chunyue Shenzi of Yueguo for advice on techniques. I have learned it." Seeing Qinglian pouted and smiling, a trace of sadness flashed across Qin Zhengqing's heart.Qinglian, I have been strict with each other since I was a child, you respect your teacher like a father, as long as you talk about music skills, you have always been trembling, fearing that you will be punished for making mistakes, why are you acting like a baby today, in fact, it is to comfort me, an old man.Qin Zhengqing took the pipa from Qinglian's hand, adjusted and confirmed it again in several important places, and also took the opportunity to turn around and wipe the corners of his eyes to calm down.

214、Ceremony...

The pipa has always been a musical instrument despised by gentlemen. At first, Qin Zhengqing didn't understand why this piece was chosen for the Qinglian sacrifice.But at this time, Yan Shoufang thought of Yan Lan who was playing the piano in the twilight, Qinglian's serious appearance holding the pipa in her arms, and the aftertaste of this fashion reverberating in the music room.Qin Zhengqing suddenly felt that Qinglian sacrificed with the music of the pipa, as if things were supposed to be like this.It was rare that Qinglian and Qin Zhengqing, master and apprentice, were less harshly reprimanded and treated each other in harmony, but the beautiful atmosphere was broken after all. Wang Li went inside to ask for advice, and outside the bead curtain was a group of palace people holding heavenly ceremonies.Qin Zhengqing's expression was gloomy, and he held Qinglian's hand unconsciously. It turned out that the time for sacrifice was approaching.Qin Zhengqing led Qinglian out of the music room and returned to Lantai's living quarters. Wang Li directed the palace staff to present meals, wound medicines, clothes and accessories one by one to make the final preparations.The gauze on her hand has been completely removed by Qinglian. Although a few places were torn again during the playing just now, Qinglian no longer applied the medicine.Qinglian picked up the clear porridge on the food plate and used some, and then there was a bowl of herbal soup stewed overnight with thousand-year-old ginseng. Qinglian needed medicine to maintain her energy.After finishing the meal, Wang Li signaled the palace servants to hand over the fine clothes, intending to personally serve Qinglian to put them on.It's still the Molian brocade suit worn by Yan Lan 20 years ago. Even after all these years, it is still well preserved in Lantai.Qinglian stretched out her hand to stroke the embroidered patterns on the hem of her clothes, and the scene of Yan Lan and Emperor Ziye standing side by side was reflected in her mind, a generation of elegant and beautiful people. "My lord, I can't wear these for today's ceremony. This plain white uniform is fine." Qinglian pushed aside the clothes presented and said to Wang Li.Above the court hall, the purpose of wearing fine clothes is to stand side by side with Jiarui, but this time she performed the sacrifice with a sinful body, Qinglian dared not wear Yanlan's clothes back then, because in Qinglian's view, it was a This kind of blasphemy, I don't have the qualifications.Performing the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven on the altar of the Yuanfang Altar is a grand ceremony, so Qinglian's request made the surrounding palace attendants look surprised, including Qin Zhengqing.But Wang Li didn't say much, respecting Qinglian's intention, he waved his hands and removed the fine clothes, and helped Qinglian remove the jade pendant hanging from her waist, and replaced the jade belt around her waist with a white silk ribbon.Qinglian didn't say much, but smiled gratefully.After everything was tidied up, it was past two o'clock, and there was no other sound in the room except the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other.So when a group of people stepped on the snow and carried the soft sedan chair to the bottom of the Lantai, everyone in the house could hear clearly that it was time to go on the road.Qin Zhengqing hugged Qinglian's pipa and wanted to see her off, but was stopped by Wang Li, "Qin Lezheng, please stay a little longer, the child musician will ride with the emperor. The emperor has ordered that everything in the ceremony be kept simple, except for the clan and important officials in the court. The rest of the people are not allowed to accompany." Wang Li's words made Qin Zhengqing's expression darken quickly, and Qinglian stepped forward to take the pipa from Qin Zhengqing's hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. , I will be fine and wait until I come back." Qin Zhengqing choked up and agreed, then watched Qinglian slowly walk out of the Lantai, winding corridors, and the figure disappeared soon