Qinglian Snow Heavy

, Yingshen, after burning firewood, the emperor began to really suffer.

A chestnut board with the words "God of Haotian" has been prepared on the altar. Before that, there were god seats, dragon chairs and dragon tables, and brocade mattresses on the chairs, but these emperors could not sit on them.Before the big ceremony of offering sacrifices to jade and silk, the emperor would begin to perform the ceremony of kneeling and worshiping.Jiarui knelt down respectfully in front of the god plate, knelt down, and touched the ground with his forehead, showing his respect for the gods of heaven and earth.Then he got up, repeated this, and in the next dozen or so sacrificial sessions, Jia Rui had to perform the most solemn kneeling ceremony, while the empress, empress dowager, and all the courtiers just knelt down one by one.

Except for the emperor who was busy kneeling and kowtowing for the sacrifices, the most busy people were the musicians playing music in the Yuefu.The sacrificial etiquette is extremely complicated, and the musicians of the Yuefu have to match the sacrificial rites and praises for each link.The court musicians have to play non-stop to cooperate with the sacrifices. You must know that all the scores and librettos have to be memorized before, and in addition to the midsummer of the Dragon Boat Festival, the musicians are also miserable.

The next festival of laying jade is the most important part of the whole sacrifice, because ordinary sacrifices generally only use animal sacrifices, and only extremely solemn sacrifices use jade silk, and this time the extremely precious blue color is used. jade bi.At this time, under the guidance of the Ministry of Etiquette, Jiarui cleaned his hands, kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times in front of the Haotian God's throne, and then offered incense and blessings, laid jade and silk, and hoped that the gods would bless the gods and the country would prosper forever.

Originally, the jade laying ceremony should be carried out in the most solemn and solemn Suhe song. Unexpectedly, when Emperor Jiarui offered incense and offered sacrifices, the sound of ritual and music surrounding the Yuanfang altar disappeared completely, leaving only an ethereal Along with the cigarette curling up, the song soared into the air, and died with the spirit.Jia Rui turned around in astonishment and looked back, and then was obsessed, but saw the green lotus against the bright sunlight, the green hair fluttering, the mouth spitting out the fragrance, and the singing of every word drew the hearts and souls of everyone at the moment.

It is said that Qinglian was originally recruited into the Yuefu as a music historian. You must know that the Yinguo Yuefu system has the first place in music, four in music Zheng, and eight in music history. The rest are collectively called musicians or musicians, and have no status. .Generally speaking, music history is a leader in various skills, and it is always ranked first when performing music in such ceremonies, so at this time Qinglian took the lead and fell into Jiarui's eyes.

Although the rites and music at the time of sacrifice require many instrumental parts to cooperate with each other, there must be musicians who do not need to play music for a while. The musicians who came down continued to sing, and the sound of ritual music and praise continued.

Qinglian used the flute, and it happened that most of the movements after welcoming the gods used the sound of bells and chimes, the music sounded simple and solemn.Due to Qinglian's hand injury, she thought she could not play the previous piece well, and the words of praise were memorized hastily in two days, so Qinglian sang more and more attentively at this time, regardless of other things.On top of this solemn sacrificial ceremony, Qinglian naturally did not follow the teaching of her father Tong Yi's forbidden speech, and only wanted to use her sincerity to offer her heart to the country.Eat the king's salary, worry about the king's worries, Qinglian has always valued her status as a court musician, because he believes that only such a self can be considered self-reliant, qualified to live side by side with her elder brother, and worthy of the king's love. pay.So this time Qinglian participated in the grand ceremony for a few days, hoping that she could fulfill her duties, even if her hands were extremely painful, she would be extremely attentive and never slack off.

Qinglian's singing is like the haze scattered in the world, spotless, making people intoxicated by the freshness and beauty, which is hard to extricate themselves from.The sun and the wind flowed on Qinglian, as if all the foreign objects in the world existed only for the singing of the falling nine days.When Qinglian spoke at the beginning, the singing voice was indistinguishable among the many musicians.But when the musicians around Qinglian heard such a beautiful singing voice, they quietly stopped performing music and singing, indulging in such a moving singing voice.Originally, it was only the people around Qinglian who lost their voices, but as a result, the musicians beside those people heard Qinglian's graceful singing, and began to listen attentively.

Qinglian's singing voice is like the wave heart that ripples, and the more people are attracted.There are also hundreds of musicians performing music for the sacrifice, and everyone only thinks that they are just stopping and listening alone. How could they have imagined that in such a solemn and sacred sacrifice, all the music would disappear in the end, leaving only the Xia Qinglian sings devoutly alone.

"The emperor of the holy spirit, respect the majesty and glory. The jade and silk are on the top, and the basket is the general. The solemnity is incalculable. I would like to offer sacrifices, and the meritorious deeds are the emperor." Qinglian's singing is just sacrificial ritual music, the tune is graceful and peaceful, and the melody It's not tactful, but Qinglian's singing attracted everyone unable to extricate themselves.Suddenly a gust of wind came, and the wooden hairpin on Qinglian's head fell off, and Qinglian's hair fluttered away, and then she realized why she was only singing solo now, and then the singing stopped, and the rest of the world was peaceful.

Qinglian stopped singing, and hurriedly picked up the fallen wooden hairpin, trying to tie up her hair, but failed in her haste.The Yuanfang Altar was completely silent, and the ethereal song from that moment ago seemed to still be blowing in the ears with the wind. After a while, everyone woke up like a dream, and realized how they lost their minds on such an important occasion. The sound of rites and music resumed, and the ceremony continued, as if the previous broken chapters had never happened.

An inch of incense ash fell on Jia Rui's hands, and the slightly warm ashes woke up the emperor who was addicted to Qinglian's singing, and his eyes were already fixed on the chief Qinglian, looking at the strands of silk. It is scattered with the wind, as if it is blowing on my heart.Hearing Zhu Guan's light cough, Jia Ruifang came back to his senses, suddenly the young emperor remembered something and looked sideways.Jia Rui looked at Hui Min's frightening cold gaze, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it was so beautiful, but it was already too late.

caveat

All the musicians were kneeling on the ground to play music. Qinglian put the bamboo flute on her lap, and then raised her hand to tangle her hair. Unexpectedly, the ups and downs of her body made the flute fall to the ground, Qinglian was anxious. Extremely tense, the hair in the hand can't be let go for a while, I don't know what to do.It would be fine if she was sitting among the musicians, but Qinglian's behavior was particularly eye-catching because she was the music history master.

The chief was deliberately arranged by Gu Tingxuan, because before Qin Zhengqing helped Qinglian arrange a seat at the end of the table, but Gu Tingxuan transferred Qinglian up because of his identity as music history. In fact, Gu Tingxuan just wanted to try Qinglian. His musical skills, but he didn't know that this caused a great disaster.Qinglian was at the head of the table, so although there was a little distance from the altar, it was still easy for those who cared to see Qinglian's actions clearly on the high platform.Therefore, along with that wonderful singing voice, quite a few people's eyes gradually fell on Qinglian, Jiarui's obsessed, Huimin's jealous, Xiaochun's jealous, Tong Jingyu's anxious eyes, a bunch of gazes Like intertwining into an invisible net, Qinglian is bound in it.

Originally, Qinglian lowered her head and sang piously, and the crowd couldn't see clearly from a distance away, but when the song stopped and the wind blew her hair loose, Qinglian raised her head in panic, and everyone around could see her handsome face clearly.Although Qinglian has not been crowned yet, and her appearance is a little green, but in the eyes of everyone, the cloth-clothed wooden hairpin cannot hide its stunning beauty.Qin Zhengqing stood at the forefront as the head of the music and directed the musicians. Seeing Qinglian like this, he took the opportunity to go to Qinglian, picked up the flute and returned it, and helped Qinglian tie his hair behind his ears, regardless of whether it hurt Qinglian. .

After the brief music fell away, the Yuanfang Altar was filled with the sound of chants and music, and the sacrificial ceremony continued, as if what happened before was just an illusion, and time stopped.Jia Rui shook off the incense ashes in his hands, set up the altar himself, and offered incense, but he was a little absent-minded, because Jia Rui felt that Hui Min's eyes like ice skates made him feel a prick on his back.

After offering wine three times, Jiarui's knees were a little numb, and Jiarui couldn't hear a few words of the sacrificial text recited by Zhu Guan. After drinking blessings and accepting sacrifices, removing the beans and sending off the gods, the sacrificial ceremony came to an end.Jia Rui helped the Empress Dowager Huimin who was kneeling behind her, and led the crowd to set fire to the burning place.Originally, watching fire was an extremely boring thing, because there were too many sacrifices in the Dragon Boat Festival ceremony, and usually the sacrifice was not over until more than half of all the sacrificial rituals were burned.Therefore, after prostrating countless times, the emperor usually had to stand solemnly in Liaosuo for a long time before he could go back to rest.

However, when Jiarui led the crowd to the Liaosuo, he found that the fire was riding the wind, and the sacrificial fire was blazing, and the flames soared into the sky, reflecting the red and white sun.Everyone said that the gods appeared, and they came to enjoy the sacrifices, and they would surely bless the country of Yin for a long time.Only Huimin sneered at the side, Yan Lan is the son of the pure moon god, as a priest of the Moon Kingdom, Yan Lan's singing can stop the wind and rain, and open the clouds to summon the moon. If Qinglian is the son of Yan Lan, she must have inherited his father's body. Demon blood!Don't care about the beautiful scene of sacrifice in front of you!

Huimin was extremely angry, feeling that she was played by Tong's father and son in the applause. Originally, Tong Jingyu's words had made Huimin no longer doubt Qinglian's identity, but today Qinglian's song is perfect, no matter how deceitful Huimin is, she will not Believe it.Huimin had never seen Qinglian before, although today she was only looking at Qinglian from a high place on the altar, but Qinglian resembled her biological father Yan Lan's face so much that Huimin's eyes were cracked, and her hair was also unruly. , making Huimin extremely angry.

The atmosphere in Liaosuo was no longer as solemn and formal as it was at the altar. Except for the musicians who continued to play music and sing praises, the courtiers gathered behind the emperor in twos and threes, talking about the usual occasional praises and so on.