Yige, the capital of heaven, occupies the upper reaches of the Dajiang River, leaning against Qishan Mountain, crossing Lujiang River to the east, and Yishui to the south. The city is built on the mountain, and the city is magnificent. Qishan Mountain is more than 20 feet high at the head and 70 feet at the end. The emperor's palace is based on this, and it is 48 miles away.
Yige City follows the trend, the streets are straight and vertical, and the entire city is divided into ninety-nine and eighty-one squares.
The terrain of Shangjiufang is slightly lower than that of the Imperial Palace, outside of which there are dotted mansions with high eaves and flying pillars, which are gorgeous and romantic. The Chuyan River, formed by the confluence of Lujiang River and Yishui River in the Baolu Mountains in the outer suburbs, crosses Tiandu Neighborhood. It is divided into two parts, one of which is brought into the Imperial Palace. It is guarded by Panchi carved railings, which are exclusively for the royal family to enter and exit.
At this time, a gilded and colorful red phoenix flying cloud boat sailed out of the imperial palace, accompanied by eight smaller tiger and cardinal boats at the front and back. Go west.
In the wide corridor on the upper floor of the cloud boat, Concubine Lian slowly walked out of the long hanging veil. She walked very slowly, and her steps were light and slow. The black hair flows down her shoulders, and is tied into a cloud bun with a plain blue ribbon, with a slender body, flowing gently and gracefully with her steps.
Facing the river with a gentle breeze, she seemed to be stepping on Lingbo and walked to the side of the railing, leaning on the porthole to look out, the breeze was blowing, and the light gauze passed over her face, and she had a glimpse.
She looked at Jiang Tian, who was flying outside the curtain, with a cold expression, and her eyes were empty. The distant ice-snow color on her face has a kind of seductive and noble beauty, she just stands quietly, with her clothes fluttering as if Luoshen is facing the water, but there is a bone-chilling indifference around her body.
In this space, the hustle and bustle of the river receded far away in her icy posture and wind spirit, and fled away quietly.
"Sister Concubine Lian, what are you looking at after standing there for so long?" A gentle voice came from the boat, and Concubine Su Shu helped the maid to turn out of the bamboo curtain.
Concubine Lian turned her head and said lightly: "It's nothing." Her voice was clear and indifferent, just like her eyes.
Concubine Su Shu gently dismissed the maid and stepped forward. The hibiscus silk dress, the smoke cage is soft, the features are clear and beautiful, as gentle as water, and the softness in the movements of the weak willow Fufeng makes people feel like they are bathed in spring. She is not young anymore, but the years seem to have left no trace on her body. She has a beauty different from that of Concubine Lian.
"I haven't been out of the palace for a long time. Compared with the scenery in the deep palace, this bustling scene has a different flavor." She said with a smile, as if she was used to Concubine Lian's indifference.
Footsteps were heard on the deck, and a young man with flying eyebrows strode up. He stood in front of the finely carved ship rails, opened the veil with a folding fan in his hand, and smiled and saluted Concubine Su Shu and Concubine Lian: "My lord! I ordered someone to prepare fresh melons and fruits, what do the two mothers and concubines want? My son asked them to bring them up."
Concubine Su Shu's eyes were gentle: "Li'er, you are always so hot and hot, when will you be like your fourth brother and calm down a little bit."
Concubine Lian only slightly nodded her head when the Twelfth Prince Ye Tianli greeted her, and if she hadn't heard about her son, she still leaned quietly in front of the curtain.
Ye Tianli smiled and said: "My concubine let me lead the army like the fourth brother, so I have to be calm even if I am not calm."
When mentioning the battle in Mobei, Concubine Su Shu frowned slightly. The eleventh prince Ye Tianche led the army to go out, and now there was no news for a long time. As a mother, she was worried day and night.
She looked beside her, and this expedition is still the commander of the fourth prince, but Concubine Lian treats each other indifferently, just like the prince who has made great military achievements but treats others with a cold face is not her own, and has nothing to do with her at all, just like a stranger .
The indifference of the mother and the coldness of the son are like a connected gap, but the gap is so similar.
Today in Lianchi Palace, the Emperor of Heaven asked Concubine Lian and Concubine Su Shu to go to the Buddhist Temple to pray for blessings like an imperial decree. Half of it is for his son
But it is not a day, the fourth prince has been raised in the Empress Dowager's Palace since birth, mother and child are very strange, Concubine Su Shu sighed softly, and said to Ye Tianli: "You will talk about it when you have your fourth brother's ability. "
"The mother concubine only allows the eleventh brother to practice with the fourth brother, and watch me by my side." Ye Tianli smiled: "But you can't bear to part with your son?" Just as they were talking and laughing, suddenly the ship shook violently, and the few people were defenseless. They all staggered a step, and the maid behind hurriedly stepped forward to help.
The embarrassment disappeared on Concubine Lian's face, and she lightly brushed away the maid's hand.
Ye Tianli raised his hand to support Concubine Su Shu: "Concubine mother, be careful!" Then he frowned, displeased: "What's going on?" He turned around and asked.
At this time, looking around, there was a painting boat breaking through the water and colliding with the Danfeng Feiyun boat they were riding on. Although the force was not strong, it also blocked the boat from moving forward.
The guards on the lower level already sounded reprimands, and Ye Tianli said to Concubine Su Shu and Concubine Lian, "I've surprised the concubine mother, my son will go and have a look." Turning around and snorting coldly, he strode down.
The delicate and beautiful little boat was in a mess at this time, Qing Chen and the others were brought here from the big boat, and they didn't know what kind of tricks Nightmare's companions had done to make the boat suddenly lose control.
The members of the Nagato gang try their best to return the rudder, and the two compete with each other, forming a huge thrust to slant towards the Neijiang River. The Danfeng Feiyun boat is passing by, but unfortunately bumps into it head-on, and the painting boat is turned sideways by the huge cloud boat. Overturn the river.
The ship swayed violently, Ming Yan slammed into the air, Qing Chen was thrown and hit the opposite bulkhead, several tables in the cabin were displaced, gold bottles and jade cups fell one after another.
With a flash of sword light and cold air in his figure, a man in black rushed to Mingyan's side: "Let's go!"
Shouts came from outside the cabin, the ship sank slightly, and guards had already landed on board.
Ming Yan took a look at Qing Chen, turned back and ran to the back cabin with the man, and both plunged into the water in the chaotic place and disappeared.
Things changed in a flash, Hu Sanniang and the others saw that the situation was not good, they retreated, and the big ship moored not far away quickly lifted anchor and left the place taking advantage of the chaos.
Qing Chen, Baguio and the others supported and stood firm, and the Nagato gang on the boat who had no time to escape were captured by the guards and put aside.
The bead curtain in the cabin was wide open, and Ye Tianli stepped into the cabin, glancing at the messy situation, "What happened?"
A slender and beautiful woman in a Danxiang flying gauze skirt hurriedly knelt down beside him, and said in a flattering voice, "I have seen the Twelfth Highness."
Ye Tianli raised his eyes and looked: "Huh? Isn't this Wu Pingting from Tianwu Zuifang? You are so brave and messing around like this!" He looked at Qing Chen and the others, and the guards beside him turned over the things they found. Clean it up a bit to get through.
There was a slight movement in Qing Chen's heart. The heroic look in her eyes gave her a familiar feeling, but she couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Wu Pingting felt uneasy, because the Twelve Highnesses in front of her were the youngest princes under His Majesty's knees, they were greatly favored, and they had an arrogant and unruly personality. Everyone in the capital usually avoided three points, but today they bumped into him, she reluctantly Showing a rather touching smile: "My family... my family took the girls... to swim in the river... who would have disturbed His Highness..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianli yelled with cold eyebrows: "Bold! Wu Pingting, who are you as the king? Let you deceive me! How can you swim the river like this?"
"Who is Twelfth Brother getting angry with?" A voice suddenly came from outside the cabin.
Like a light tap of pearls and jade, the sound is smooth and clear, and the chaos in the cabin seems to fade away with this sentence, and it really turns into an elegant and romantic river cruise.
Ye Tianli was taken aback: "Seventh Brother, why are you here?" The person who came was Ye Tianli's elder brother, the Seventh Prince Ye Tianzhan.
The curtain was lifted slightly, and Ye Tianzhan walked in slowly. Everyone saw him wearing a gown in the color of a sunny day after the rain. The brocade material was comfortable and elegant, and the blue was like Jingchuan Mingbo. Following the leisurely walk on him, people seemed to see Yushu reflects the clear water, and the bright moon goes up Dongshan.
He held a white jade flute in his hand, his smiling eyes swept across the crowd, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, he was gentle and elegant.
Qing Chen looked up, but his whole body was shocked, and he stood there dumbfounded. Staring blankly at the smiling person in front of her, she suddenly turned her head, her heart surging.
"I was passing by on my way back to the mansion. I saw Concubine Shu's boat parked in the river, so I came to have a look." Ye Tianzhan glanced at the mess on the boat, and asked, "What happened?"
Ye Tianli said: "This is exactly the jurisdiction of the Jingji Division. It happens that there is Lao Qige who ran into the boat of the mother and concubine. You have to give me an explanation."
Ye Tianzhan said with a smile: "Who would provoke you, the overlord?" Looking around in front of Jun Mu, he looked at the person who was lying on the ground.
Wu Pingting met his eyes and saluted, and hurriedly smiled and said softly: "Your Highness...", Ye Tianli interrupted her unceremoniously: "If you still swim in the river, you don't have to say it! "
Seeing the two princes intervening, Wu Pingting knew that today's matter could not end well, because she had seen many things in the world, she couldn't help but also panicked, she didn't know how to say it.
At this time, Ye Tianzhan slightly raised his head to Qing Chen and the other women: "I want them to tell."
During the past few days on the boat, Bi Yao and the others couldn't help but regard Qing Chen as the backbone, and looked at her together.
The light shadow cast by Qing Chen's eyelashes moved slightly, and the two deep lake-like pupils looked at Ye Tianzhan coldly and indifferently. The eyebrows, the expression, and the figure were as handsome as the moon and jade, and it was clear that he was Li Tang.
The seven emotions and six desires are full of chaos, and the hatred and pain after the inexplicable joy follow like a shadow. It turns out that it is self-deception to say that you are not sad. The astringent taste condensed into a cold thin ice and rushed straight to her heart, her chest was stinging unbearably. She lowered her eyes again in despair, looking at the broken cups of running water on the floor, and said lightly: "These people use despicable methods …”
Before she could finish speaking, there were a few exclamations from around her, before she could raise her head, she was suddenly taken aside.
The white shadow flashed in front of him, and after the sound of "Dang", something fell on the deck, and the white shadow turned around and fell into Ye Tianzhan's hands.
Chaos flooded the cabin again, and the white jade flute stood quietly between Ye Tianzhan's fingers, with a soft luster, as if the sharpness just now was just a momentary illusion.
Ye Tianzhan supported Qingchen with his hands, and there was still a leisurely smile on the corner of his lips: "Miss, be careful."
Qing Chen stepped back from his arm, and what fell on the ground was a flying knife. Someone in the Nagato gang suddenly made an attack when the guards were not aware of it. Xu fought desperately and planned to kill someone to silence him.
She looked at the person who was forced to retreat by Ye Tian Zhan Yudi and was struggling under the guard's knife, with disdainful contempt in her eyes, like a cold floating light, "Kill me, how many people are there, Why are you afraid of what others will say if you dare to do it?" She looked away from them, but she didn't thank Ye Tianzhan for her help.
Ye Tianzhan's eyes moved, he looked her up again with a smile, and asked, "What happened?"
Qing Chen said: "These people kidnapped many women by any means, and sold them here along the way. Some Tianwu Zuifang must not be a good place to sell them. They are all women from innocent families. Their parents and relatives will inevitably feel sad when they are taken away from home. Concern, and suffered a lot along the way, please... Your Highness is the one to decide for them."
A very faint light flashed across Wen Lang's eyes, like a cold moon shining in the water, but Ye Tianzhan remained calm, staring at Qing Chen for a long time, but asked, "They? What about you?"
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows, lowered his head to suppress the irritability in his heart: "I am alone with no worries, and it will be the same wherever I go."
"You want me to save you?"
"yes."
Interest flashed in Ye Tianzhan's eyes: "Since it's the same everywhere, why bother asking for help?"
Qing Chen said: "I am the same, but they are different."
After she finished speaking, she didn't see an answer for a long time. Just as she was about to raise her head, she heard such a careless voice slowly saying: "Why should I save them?"
Qing Chen's eyes moved slightly, and the trace of anger could barely be hidden in the deep silence. He raised his phoenix eyes with a graceful demeanor: "At the foot of the emperor, in the imperial city, there are people who have no rules and regulations, bully others, do evil, and force the good into prostitution. What is there, where is the face of the Tian family? Your Highness is a prince, he inherits the grace of heaven, and supports the people of the people, so he will definitely not stand by and watch."
Ye Tianzhan is still so calm: "Of course we have to take care of it, but it's the responsibility of the Gyeonggi Division since it's in the world. You guys are so delicate and weak, how could they endure the hardships of prison? Brother Wu Huang, who is in charge of the Jingji Division, was ordered to lead troops outside, and he was afraid that he might not return, so this case is not easy to handle."
Qing Chen heard that there was no room for relaxation in his tone: "What should His Highness do to save people?"
Ye Tianzhan played with the jade flute, fingering the white jade perfectly, with an elegant luster: "Then it depends on whether the person is worth saving."
Qing Chen was silent for a while, his eyes fell on the jade flute in his hand, he raised his head and said, "If so, I don't know if Your Highness is willing to bet with me. If Your Highness wins, everything is up to you. If I win, I will ask Your Highness to help you." Rescue them."
Ye Tianzhan listened to her proposal with great interest, "How to bet, let me hear it?"
Qing Chen said: "Since your highness carries a jade flute with you, you must have a deep understanding of rhythm. The qin and flute can be played in harmony. There is a piano on this boat. If I play a song, your highness will win if you can match the sound of the flute. If you can't, you lose, how good is that?"
As soon as this remark came out, Ye Tianli next to him shook his head and smiled, and Wu Pingting also showed a relaxed expression. Everyone in the Eighty-One Square of Tiandu knows that the jade flute of the Seventh Prince Ye Tianzhan is famous in Jinghua No one can match, Qing Chen's move is tantamount to cutting off his own way out.
At this time, Ye Tianzhan looked at Qing Chen quietly for a while, and said, "Okay, go and try the piano."
The two guards helped to arrange the fallen violin. Qing Chen re-tuned and tested the strings. The violin was not a good one, but it was barely passable.
She was sitting on the floor in front of the long table, her white skirt falling behind her like a calm cloud trace, her eyes turned to Ye Tianzhan, Ye Tianzhan raised the corner of her mouth and slightly raised her hand, indicating that she could start.
She tilted her head quietly, countless qin melodies flashed in her heart, her beautiful fingers gently slid over the thin strings, and her left hand was like a blue, caressing the end of the guqin.
She ignored the crowd, her calm eyes fell on the empty space in front of her, and she slowly raised her right hand to follow her state of mind, and suddenly plucked the strings.
There was a thud, crisp and slightly dull, everyone in the room seemed to be struck by something violently, and their hearts trembled involuntarily following the strong string.
It is the song "House of Flying Daggers".
The sound of the strings is urgent, and a simple guqin actually gives birth to the aura of gold and iron horses under the delicate fingers.
Everyone seemed to see the camp thousands of miles away, soldiers and horses neighing, the decisive battle was imminent, the wind and clouds were moving secretly, and one's heart seemed to be slowly raised by the chilling tone, lifted to an unbearable extreme.
I was frightened in the dark, and suddenly the string protruded sharply, "the silver bottle burst into water, and the cavalry protruded with swords and guns." Thousands of troops and horses swept across the desert, and the wind and sand surged into the sky.
While the sound of the piano is swaying, the killing and galloping is thrilling; when the thin strings are swaying, the sword energy overflows, which is shocking.
Under Qing Chen's fingers, there is a myriad of momentum, and sometimes the strings are light and low, and the fleeting phlegm is entangled in it, making Chengfu ups and downs.
Ye Tian Zhanyu flute was in his hand, but he never raised it to his lips. He just held it quietly and listened to the music, as if he had already followed the sound of the lyre to the vast battlefield.
When Xiao Suo's bass turned back, the sound of the piano rose up, opened and closed wide, with the potential to reach the sky, and the people in the cabin couldn't help but change their faces when they heard the sound.
Qing Chen's eyes were lowered, the sound of the qin was pulled higher and higher, and he pressed his fingers suddenly, but heard a muffled "bang", the guqin could no longer bear the agitation, the long string suddenly broke, and the music disappeared.
The white jade-like finger was cut open by a broken string, and blood gushed out instantly, dripping on the piano, as if splashing red plum blossoms.
But she was indifferent, just staring at the piano, with a serious expression that made people feel that all her emotions were poured into it, and her concentration was disturbing.
After a while, a pair of white-soled soap boots stopped in front of the piano, and she looked up along the clear blue gown, and met Ye Tian's eyes rippling from the clear spring.
He stretched out his hand to pass a piece of silk handkerchief, seeing that she didn't take it, he held her hand and wrapped her wound with gentle movements. At the same time, he ordered: "Come here, find a place to settle these girls first, so that you can treat them well. Put the rest of them in the prison of the Jingji Division, and take my token to seal the Tianwu Zuifang. If anyone dares to resist, take them together. Down."
As soon as this remark came out, Wu Pingting turned pale with shock, not wanting that His Highness the Seventh Highness, who has always been known for being gentle and virtuous, would act so resolutely and mercilessly, so she knelt down and begged, "Your Highness, for the sake of Mr. Guo..."
Ye Tianzhan glanced lightly: "This king will never forget Guo Qi, let him wait for Dali Temple to question him."
After finishing speaking, he ignored the crying and begging behind him, and only looked at Qing Chen's slightly questioning eyes when he raised his head.
The quiet ink color in those deep eyes shocked him, his heart seemed to be empty, and an indescribable feeling spread quietly.
After a long time, he smiled and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I lost, even if I can close this piece, it won't match your mood."
What is it about a gentle and delicate woman that makes this piece of piano music full of such far-reaching passion, murderous aura, and even more of that lingering desolation, how deep is it.
Qing Chen stared at his handsome face, the corners of her lips slowly raised upwards, revealing a bitter smile, she stood up gently, "Thank you seven..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt heart palpitations, her eyes were spinning, and she fell to the front of the piano.
My mental strength was exhausted, like the broken strings cracked, and I couldn't hold on any longer.
Ye Tianzhan had sharp eyes and quick hands, supported her in time, looked at her situation, frowned slightly, picked up her light body horizontally, and walked out of the cabin.
After a period of dizziness, Qing Chen managed to open his eyes, and saw Ye Tianzhan bent over and staring at him, with a gentle expression and speechless expression, so similar to Li Tang, the time warmed up in the trance, hugging and whispering, softly intoxicated.
She moved her hands to touch the vaguely familiar eyes, but gave up tiredly, and the feeling of exhaustion slowly overwhelmed her.