I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

"I only know that there is no harm in not listening to you, and there is no benefit in listening to you..."

"My Healing Game"

The young official was slightly taken aback, his eyes showing a look of trance.

After a while, he seemed to realize something from it, and he no longer thought about what he saw before.

Instead, he sat upright and chatted with his colleagues on the other side about his family's problems.

The four of Fang Xiu just walked into the wing.

Earth-shaking changes took place on the first floor.

The officials held teacups and chatted, and Yin Renju was full of cheerful atmosphere.

The little empress found a seat by the window and sat down, subconsciously glanced at Yang Yuhuan, said nothing, but was a little curious in her heart.

I don't remember Fang Xiu, a traitor, has the habit of taking his maid with him when he goes out.

Why do you want to bring this little girl with you today.

It seems to have noticed the eyes of the little empress.

Yang Yuhuan's Qingcheng face suddenly showed guilt, and said weakly:

"I heard that there will be a luthier at this banquet, so I pestered Xiangye and took me with me, but I didn't expect to disturb my sister's tryst with Xiangye..."

Hear this.

The little female emperor's fair face was flushed, and she said angrily: "I am also here to attend the banquet, who wants to have a tryst with this traitor!"

Yang Yuhuan looked at the little empress, then at Fang Xiu, thought for a while, and said nothing.

Fang Xiu moved the chair and sat next to the little empress, almost touching her, repaying the evil with kindness, and asked:

"What do you want to eat, Your Majesty, please tell me?"

The little empress looked at him, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she heard a loud voice from downstairs.

Looking down through the window, I saw that the Zhou Guo Mission had arrived.

Excluding the guards, a group of about ten people were all dressed in brocade clothes, looking a bit extravagant.

The little empress searched among the dozen or so people, and after a while, she locked onto a certain figure, stretched out her delicate hand, pointed to it, and asked curiously, "Is she Li Yaoyue?"

Fang Xiu followed his gaze and saw a familiar figure. After thinking for a while, he replied:

"The minister is not sure."

The little empress turned her head to look at Fang Xiu, with doubts in her eyes, she asked, "Why?"

Fang Xiudao: "There is a maid beside Li Yaoyue. After dressing up, she is six to seven points similar to her. I can't tell whether it is Li Yaoyue or that maid."

"And this kind of operation..."

The little empress was startled for a moment, speechless.

downstairs.

The Honglu Temple officials exchanged a few words with the Zhou Guo Mission, and then sat back in their seats.

There is nothing new in a banquet like this.

The process is basically fixed.

Let's talk about some serious business first, then toast to drink and enjoy the music and dance.

After drinking for three rounds, there are some small games that are often played at banquets, such as throwing pots and flying flower orders.

By the time the game is over, those with a poor capacity for alcohol are basically unconscious, and those with a good capacity for alcohol are already unconscious.

After that, each went back to each house, each looking for each mother.

This time, the Zhou Guo mission came to Chang'an for the purpose of marriage, and there was really nothing to discuss.

After the document is delivered, as long as both parties agree, it will be finalized soon.

Therefore, the stage of talking about business is quickly skipped.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Renju's dancer and oiran appeared on the stage.

Dance, play music.

Drank the first glass of wine.

The song is over.

Wei Xinglai, an envoy of the Great Zhou Mission and a member of the Ministry of Rites, suddenly said:

"Both Zhou and Qiang are states of rites and music. Today's banquet should be a feast for friends."

"Mingyue, please play a piece for your lords, and let you have a taste of the demeanor of my Da Zhou musician."

Not loud, but just enough for everyone present to hear.

The voice fell.

The woman in elegant green clothes got up slowly, saluted Wei Xinglai and all the officials present, and said softly: "Little girl is not good at the piano, if you disturb the peace of the adults, I will still look at Haihan."

As he spoke, he walked to the stage and sat down behind the guqin.

A pair of slender catkins are gently placed on the strings.

Caress with bare hands, and the beautiful and flexible sound of the piano flows out from the fingers.

It's like the gurgling water in the mountain stream flowing through the heart, mellow and moving, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

When everyone heard the sound of the piano, they all slowly closed their eyes.

Everyone's expressions were intoxicated, as if they heard the most beautiful music in the world.

Unconsciously.

The song is over.

Everyone is still immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai had a faint smile on his face, and spoke again.

"I heard that Qianguo is the birthplace of Guqin. The study of music must be far better than my Dazhou, but I don't know if I can appreciate the style of Dagan's music today..."

As soon as this word comes out.

The officials of Honglu Temple, who were still immersed in the beautiful music before, felt their hearts sink.

Subconsciously looking at Wei Xinglai, he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

after all......

In the whole work, I'm afraid I can't find a musician who can compare with this Mingyue girl!

Chapter 140 Fang Xiang and His Majesty are fighting?

Yin Renju was quiet.

The officials of Honglu Temple looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, Zhou Zheng, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, had already prepared for this, and ordered the officials on the side:

"Let Jiangyue Huakui play."

"Yes, my lord!"

The official took the order, turned and left.

Jiangyue Huakui comes from Yin Renju. She is also a master of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has everything.

However, compared to Mingyue Oiran who played before, she is slightly inferior in terms of rhythm and piano skills.

But what does it matter?

In the eyes of various countries, Daqian is barren land, the people are poor, and there is no respect for etiquette and law. It is almost a land of barbarians.

Since it is a land of barbarians, the music is unsatisfactory, isn't it human nature?

As long as the tune played by Jiangyue Huakui is not too bad, it will be over in Hu Nong.

It seemed that Zhou Zheng was aware of Zhou Zheng's thoughts.

Wei Xinglai's eyes flickered, he chuckled lightly, and said again: "The sage said: Every voice is born from the heart, and the emotion is in it, so the shape is in the sound, and the sound is written, which is called the sound.

Therefore, the voice of governing the world is peaceful and happy, and its government is peaceful; the voice of troubled times is anger, and its government is crooked; the voice of a subjugated country is mourning, and its people are in distress..."

"Miss Mingyue's piano sound is like gurgling water, mellow and moving, soft and comfortable. In my opinion, it can be called the sound of governing the world. An Yile..."

What this means is that music comes from the heart.

When the government is sound and the people are harmonious, the music will be peaceful and happy.

When the people are in dire straits, the music becomes sad and angry.

When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, the music is sad and sentimental.

Wei Xinglai used the words of sages to connect music with the rise and fall of the country.

If there is any problem with the music played by the oiran of Yin Renju, or if it is not satisfactory, it will give them the possibility to make a big fuss.

Although there is no substantial harm, but think about it, it's disgusting...

really.

The faces of the Honglu Temple officials who were present all sank when they heard this.

Yin Renju Huakui, who was originally planning to take the stage, paused when he heard this, and felt uneasy, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai smiled, and continued:

"Happy ones are in harmony, follow the gods and follow the sky, those who are polite are not suitable, live in ghosts and follow the earth, rituals and music are well prepared, and heaven and earth are officials..."

"Miss Mingyue is from Zhou, and the music she plays can certainly represent my Great Zhou."

"But I don't know Dagan's music, so what."

To put it simply, rites and music are very important. Only with complete rites and music can heaven and earth perform their duties.

These words seem to be just talking about etiquette and music.

But everyone present heard another meaning.

"No matter what you do, you are a big country. Even if the situation is declining, the rituals and music will not collapse. You can't even find a good musician?"

As soon as this word comes out.

The officials of Honglu Temple all showed anger, glared at Wei Xinglai, and cursed in their hearts:

"This dog thing is not over yet!"

A young official rolled up his sleeves silently, leaned over beside Shaoqing Zhou Zheng, and said in a low voice, "My lord, I want to beat him up!"

Since these bastards always say that Daqian is a place of barbarians, they attend a banquet and are aggressive, making the original relaxed and happy atmosphere like this.

Why not wait until the banquet is over and let them have a taste of the splendor of the barbarian land!

Cover it with a sack and give it a hard beating!

Zhou Zheng thought for a while, his eyes sank, and he replied in a low voice:

"Be gentle, don't kill anyone."

"Your Majesty understands."

With permission, the young official's eyes sparkled, and he was eager to try.

the other side.

The oiran of Yin Renju stood under the stage, thinking of Wei Xinglai's words, he felt uneasy and refused to go on stage for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the members of the Zhou Guo Mission curled up the corners of their mouths, and their eyes showed sarcasm and disdain. They were all looking at a joke, and thought:

"In such a huge country, it's ridiculous that we can't find a musician who can compete with Miss Mingyue!"

"Oh! It really is a land of barbarians!"

Seeing their eyes, the officials of Honglu Temple felt even more annoyed, but there was nothing they could do.

If it was placed two months ago.