The words that the third prince asked Jingjing to convey was "the banquet will be held in seven days, and I hope that Mr. Fu of the Jin family can bring surprises."
The three princes were born in the royal family, what wonderful things have not been seen before? To be able to make him feel "surprised", Fu Ming thought, it must be surprising.
The banquet was only seven days away, and the time was short. After Fu Ming made up his mind, he worked almost all night long, and even Jin Yi could only see people before going to bed.
Taking a closer look at the person whom he had not seen in a day through the moonlight, Jin Yi felt helpless and said, "I am haggard."
Fu Ming replied, "It doesn't matter. After the banquet is over tomorrow, you can go back to being at ease."
Jin Yi asked, "What have you been busy with these days? Did it work?"
Fu Ming smiled back: "I borrowed some of the officials in this palace to put together a fun show. The time is a little short, but it should be enough to scare people."
"Oh? Although the third prince is not as good as you, it is not easy to scare him."
Fu Ming smiled again, "Ordinary music and dance naturally can't scare people, but I have made something that no one has seen today. Since it is something I have never seen before, I think it will be refreshing."
When Jin Yi heard the words, he also smiled and said, "In this way, I will wait and see."
When the cigarettes were sold out, Fu Ming got up earlier than Jin Yi. When Jin Yi opened his eyes, there was only a trace of warmth left in the blanket beside him.
The two met again in the afternoon in the hall where the third prince held a banquet.
Fu Ming leaned on Jin Yi at the seat. After the two were seated, Jin Yi looked at Fu Ming, and Fu Ming nodded to him.
After the third prince brought his family to the banquet, everyone saluted, after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the third prince stopped the cup and put the chopsticks, and said with a smile, "All of you here are the friends of this prince, and they are the pillars of the imperial court. Junjie, today, how about letting this king have a taste of all of you?"
The three princes are fond of martial arts, not only befriending military generals in the dynasty, but also recruiting people with extraordinary martial arts from all over the world in the curtain. This time, he invited Jin Yi and other four generals, and also brought many guards with outstanding martial arts. The first booster program was the shooting.
One of the generals, Liao Ping, was the son of the deceased general. Twenty years ago, General Liao was on an envoy to Northern Liao, and he won the first place in the shooting, and he was praised for the country.
Liao Ping's father has no dogs and sons, and he has also learned the technique of piercing Yang with a hundred steps. The arrow never fails, and every shot will hit. The people in the hall kept applauding, the third prince was very happy, gave him wine and rewarded things, Liao Ping was so satisfied, he turned his attention to Jin Yi.
Jin Yi asked others to shoot first, and the next ten people each performed well. Although they were not as good as Liao Ping, they were by no means general.
Before Jin went to the stage, he said to the third prince: "Xiaguan wants to ask King Xin for something. If the performance of Xiaguan can satisfy the prince, can you please give it to Xiaguan?"
The third prince asked curiously, "What is it that makes you so happy?"
Jin Yi replied: "Xiaguan heard that three years ago, King Xin got a good qin, which was made by a famous craftsman of the previous dynasty. Xiaguan wants to ask you for this qin."
The third prince smiled and said: "It's a good long-term loan. Although the value of this king's reward to others is quite high, it is not as good as this qin. Anyway, this king is not one of these people. If you can surpass General Liao, this qin will be given as a gift. is you!"
Liao Ping has performed without any mistakes, and if he wants to surpass him, he must also win by surprise. Jin Yi made up his mind. When he was about to leave the table, his lower clothes were gently pulled. He lowered his head and met Fu Ming's smiling and encouraging gaze. Jin Yi understood it, smiled back, and strode into the court.
The waiter offered the bow, and Jin took out the feather arrow. After everyone saw it clearly, they couldn't help holding their breath. Three arrows at a time, the bowstring was attached at the same time, and the string was broken at the same time, and shot in different directions. , Everyone looked at the arrow target, and all three arrows were hit. The bow is drawn and the string is drawn again, so three times, all of the nine arrows are firmly inserted into the red heart of the target, as if the ancient myth of shooting the sun has reappeared.
The applause in the hall was like thunder, and the cheers continued.
Jin Yi retracted his gaze from the front and looked at Fu Ming first. Fu Ming never looked at the archery target, and kept staring at Jin Yi, who was standing upright in the court, tall and straight as loose, with a steady and neat posture, and a solemn and firm demeanor. The two looked at each other and felt that the surging in their hearts was better than the applause.
The laughter of the third prince awakened the trance people, "Okay, good, good! The long loan really opened my eyes to this king. After returning to Beijing, this king ordered people to send it to the Sui Kingdom Duke's Mansion!"
Jin Yi saluted and thanked him, returned to the table and sat down, holding two hands next to each other under the table and clasped them tightly.
After a while, everyone raised their glasses again, and after drinking one cup, the three princes said again: "Long borrowed martial arts, and the husband of the Jin family is also very talented. This time, Mr. Fu has also prepared a sideshow for me, and this king can't wait. It's gone!"
After receiving the signal from the third prince, Fu Ming got up and walked into the court, saluting: "It's common for you to sing and dance, and it's common for you to want to write to the king. This time, the music and dancers donated this time, not the songs and dances that existed in this dynasty. It was the "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song" compiled by Tang Minghuang that day, such a great song has now been lost, so it can't be restored, it's just an imitation, and Bo Jun just smiled."
"Tang Daqu?" There was a person who was skilled in music and dance, and his eyes were bright when he heard the words, "The rumored grand scene is really exciting!"
Fu Ming clapped his hands and the sound fell, and a team of musicians entered the venue with their musical instruments.
The sequence is first, pure music is the main, and the music is lingering, bringing the attentive audience into the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Then there will be geisha entering the venue, singing with music, as vivid as a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, as if the spring breeze blows, the earth recovers, and waits for the spirit of all things to appear on the scene.
The singing sounded like a call, and finally called the dancers wearing feathered clothes and wearing cloud robes. For a while, the sound of music has become a voiceless voice that echoes between heaven and earth, and what is presented to everyone is the fascinating beauty of the prosperous world. If you grasp the time, if you step on the mountains and rivers under your feet, every time you turn your waist, it is a look back at the past.
At the end of the song, the music, kaji, and maiko all swarmed away. The whole hall was silent, the prosperity was like a flash in the pan, and those who woke up from the empty dream could not return to their senses for a long time.
"It's a great Tang Daqu, and a song called "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes". The hills and ravines in Mr. Fu's chest can be seen. It can be said that it is a great blessing to have such a long-term loan! Today, this king and you all have the honor to enjoy this feast of eyes and ears, which will surely be lifelong. memorable."
As soon as the third prince said this, there were a lot of people who agreed. Fu Ming smiled, but his expression was not arrogant, nor did he pretend to be modest. The third prince observed secretly, seeing that he was neither humble nor arrogant, he was even more impressed.
Seeing this, the princess next to the third prince said, "My lord, the shooter in front of you will be rewarded, and now Young Master Fu and the performers should also be rewarded."
The third prince smiled and said, "Exactly, it's a reward!"
Those who rewarded the performers were arranged by their attendants, so the third prince just asked Fu Ming: "What reward does Young Master Fu want? If your husband hadn't asked this king for the qin, it would have been the best reward. "
Fu Ming thought to himself, it is better to be respectful than to obey orders, but it is not good to refuse, so he said generously: "I heard that King Xin is a famous sword..."
Fu Ming wanted to ask if he and Jin could have a chance to view the treasured swords in their collection, but unexpectedly, the third prince did not wait for him to finish his words, and then he laughed loudly: "A good piano is given to a bosom friend, and a famous sword is given to a hero. , good things are also considered double. There is a Feng in this palace, named Sui Lin, who is worthy of a long-term loan, so I will give it to you!"
Fu Ming looked at Jin Yi, saw Jin Yi nod, knowing that he could receive this reward, so he bowed and thanked him.
Concubine Xin laughed in the ears of the third prince: "The prince once lamented for General Jin that day, but now it seems that it is a blessing in disguise."
The third prince took Xin Xiangfei's hand and patted it, "I hope so."
When Fu Ming returned to his seat, the gazes on him and Jin Yi never stopped. They noticed it but didn't care. Jin Yi filled two glasses of wine, one at the front, Fu Ming picked up the other, and the two drank each other respectfully. .
When the wine was waning, the three princes dispersed, and everyone returned to the place.
In summer, the weather is changeable. Not long ago, the moonlight entered the temple, but when they left the temple, it started to rain.
Lv Fei and Bai Lu had already taken their umbrellas and waited outside the hall. When they saw their master come out, they hurried forward to meet them.
Seeing that the rain was not heavy, Jin Yi let Lu Fei and Bai Lu go ahead with their umbrellas. He gave his umbrella to a musician who was waiting for the rain to stop. Fu Ming understood when he saw him walking towards him empty-handed, and opened the umbrella with a smile. , and when someone walked under the umbrella, he stepped into the rain with him.
The drizzle wet the winding paths and roadside trees and rocks, which looked moist and clear under the light of the lights. The rain made the mountain night more and more quiet, and the slightest chill lingered around him, but it was difficult to invade because of the warm breath of the people around him.
Far away from the palace, Jiamu was lush and no one was around, Jin Yi stopped, hugged Fu Ming tightly, Fu Ming hugged back, his body fit, his heartbeat resonated, as if they were about to merge into one.
After a long time, Fu Ming said, "Go back first." His voice was low and gentle, but it made the listeners' hearts tremble.
In Yunsheng Pavilion, after Fang finished bathing, Fu Ming, who could put on his middle clothes, was picked up by Jin Yi, strode to the bedside and put it down, his body fell into the quilt. Jin Yi covered Fu Ming, and the two looked at each other with affection in their eyes, their hearts were warm and hot, and the throbbing was hard to restrain.
Jin Yi reached out and touched Fu Ming's eyebrows and spit out two words: "Long borrowing."
"Um?"
"Call me - long loan."
Fu Ming smiled and called, "Long borrow."
With a low cry, Jin Yiru was cursed, only the person in front of him could understand it.
The sound of rain outside the doors and windows was only faintly audible, mixed with the whimpering of unknown animals in the forest. The rain continued to intensify, and the raindrops pounded on the eaves of the trees, making a loud noise, but the people in the house didn't notice it. A trace of water vapor came in with the coolness, dispelling the sweaty heat...
The clouds disappear and the rain falls, and the bright moon comes out through the clouds, and when it comes out, the birds are startling.
In a melodious cry, Fu Ming, who seemed to have lost his soul, woke up, raised his head from Jin Yi's arms, looked at the bright moon reflected in the mirror, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yixin."
"what?"
"My words, my father has already picked them up for me."
"Night Heart?"
"Well, Qingming moonlit night, bright heart. I like this word very much."
"I like it too." Jin Yi hugged the person in his arms again, his lips fell, and he called a person's name with the most affectionate and gentle voice since his life:
"Night Heart."
As bright as the moon, the heart of this night.
The author has something to say:
My family has been hospitalized for a while, and I have been staying with me in the hospital. I didn't have time to update, sorry~