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The water surface is rippling, and the oars and sculls add sound.

Listen and listen.

An inexplicable emotion came to my mind.

Everyone present felt a sense of peace and tranquility in their hearts.

As the time goes.

The first piece of music is gradually coming to an end.

Everyone was still immersed in the profound artistic conception created by the music, unable to extricate themselves.

On the stage, Mingyue Oiran listened to the music and looked towards the second floor, her beautiful eyes were full of reverence and admiration.

This piece of music, from the tune, to the idea, to the performance, is far better than her.

Look at Zhou and Gan and the two countries.

I am afraid that only Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower, who is well-known all over the world, can be compared with him.

Mission side.

Wei Xinglai's expression gradually became stiff.

The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

The eyes became a little blurry.

Before coming here, he obviously investigated.

In the entire Qian Kingdom, except Tang Yixue, the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower who has left, no one can beat Mingyue Huakui in terms of rhythm.

Where did this person in the private room on the second floor come from? In just a short song, he has the ability to overwhelm Mingyue Huakui!

Just when he was puzzled.

On the opposite side, Zhou Zheng, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, also had a huge change in his expression.

First at a loss, then surprise, finally joy, excitement...

He looked at Wei Xinglai, did not hide his excitement at all, and said loudly:

"I'm here, and when I hear this song, it feels like I'm on the bank of the river, feeling the ripples of the wind... Wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

The voice fell.

Many people opened their eyes and looked at him, dissatisfied with being disturbed.

"Listen to the music! Talk nonsense!"

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng realized his mistake instantly, and hurriedly shut up.

However, the joy in the eyes overflowed.

The tune continues.

In the picture, on the spring river, the returning boat is far away, and everything is silent, making it even more peaceful.

"It's over?"

Everyone felt the change of the tune, their expressions were in a daze, and they all had something to say.

at this time.

Ended with the sound of the piano.

The melodious flute sound suddenly sounded.

The melodious tune is like a butterfly dancing in the air, and like spring water flowing in the mountains.

Close your eyes.

In front of me are thousands of lights and bright stars.

The sound of the flute is quiet, but it gives people a feeling full of vitality and joy.

In the harmonious and quiet melody, the artistic conception is vast and indifferent but full of life interest.

Suddenly.

Everyone seems to be in a prosperous age, with thousands of scenes and many feelings.

"Two instruments, two tunes, although they depict different scenes, they echo each other.

Outlines a picture of the flourishing age of Yingge Yanwu, Haiyan and Heqing, giving people a sense of beauty in the quiet years, it is really admirable! "

At this moment.

Listening to this wonderful music, even Wei Xinglai, the envoy of the State of Zhou, couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The rest of the mission members were even more immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

The song is over.

Everyone still looks intoxicated, and their thoughts are still unfinished.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking......"

"After hearing this song, from now on, all the music will be dull."

"I don't know who made this song, it's really touching!"

"No matter how touching the tune is, it needs to be performed by everyone to have the charm. The sound of the piano and the flute are the best in the world, but I don't know who is sitting in the private room on the second floor."

Hear the emotions of the members of the mission.

The officials of Honglu Temple all thought of something, and there was something weird in their eyes looking at the second floor.

If they remember correctly.

There are only four people on the second floor.

Fang Xiang, His Majesty, His Majesty's personal maid Lin Wan'er...

And, Fang Xiang's personal little maid who amazed everyone.

Fang Xiang and His Majesty are both in the world and have no time to play with musical instruments. Even if they are proficient in rhythm, it is impossible to reach this level.

Your Majesty's personal maid should also be a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, with everything.

But I have never heard of such a piano art that is the best in the world.

Exclude these three.

There is only one left, and that is Fang Xiang's personal maid!

In other words, such a wonderful piece of music is very likely to be written by her!

"It's nothing more than a little maid next to Fang Xiang. She has such a beautiful appearance, but she has such a talent that is the best in the world. It's unbelievable!"

"As expected of Fang Xiang, there are so many talents around me, if you just pull one out, you can amaze the world!"

"No matter what the occasion, Fang Xiang can always turn the tide at critical moments! It's admirable!"

The officials of Honglu Temple showed joy and talked a lot.

The members of the Zhou Guo Mission remained silent for a long time.

I do not know how long it has been.

On the side of Honglu Temple, a young official borrowed a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the servant of Yin Renju, and began to write.

While writing, also while reading.

"In the second year of Tianyi, on the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, Honglu Temple hosted a banquet in Yin Renju for Zhou envoys..."

Just half a cup of tea.

Write down everything that just happened.

From Zhou's envoy's proposal to meet friends through music, to Mingyue Huakuan's appearance.

Then the envoys of the Zhou State talked about rituals, music and society.

At last……

Everyone suddenly heard a song, as if they were in a prosperous age.

Even the members of the mission couldn’t help sighing, and started to say ‘Yu/Xiao’. Group: 9>8; 0: 2?0, 5, 8/5*6, once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud...

The image of an envoy who was slapped in the face was portrayed with added oil and vinegar.

Wei Xinglai looked at the young official with an extremely gloomy expression, but he was helpless.

after all……

Everything he recorded happened just now.

the most important is.

Before that, they sent someone to record first.

There is this prerequisite.

Even if he wanted to stop the young official, he couldn't find a suitable reason.

At this moment.

The most embarrassing thing was not Wei Dongxing.

It was the accompanying book of the Imperial Academy.

Holding the pen, he looked at the official across the way, with a look of embarrassment on his face, not knowing whether to record or not.

After a long while, I finally couldn't help it, leaned over to Wei Xinglai's side, and asked in a low voice:

"Master Wei, do you want to record this matter?"

Hear this.

Wei Xinglai's eyes burst into anger, he glared at him, and said angrily, "You got kicked in the head by a donkey?"

The Book of the Imperial Academy was scolded, and said a little aggrieved: "Didn't your lord just tell the subordinates that everything that happened in Yin's residence should be recorded?"

"you!"

Wei Xinglai took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said word by word: "Then why don't you also record this sentence?"

The book of the Imperial Academy was slightly taken aback, and thought:

Makes sense!

So, pick up a pen and write it down on paper.

"Master Wei said: Your brain was kicked by a donkey..."

"Again: Then why didn't you record this sentence?"

Wei Xinglai knew that he was harboring resentment, so he was just obedient and obedient.

But seeing this scene, he still couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, lowered his voice, and said through gritted teeth:

"If you don't want to stay here, you can leave! I won't force you!"

The Hanlin Academy's book ignored him, and wrote down on the paper on its own:

"Master Wei said: If you don't want to..."