The gradually hot summer has added a bit of a restless atmosphere to Yuanzhou City. On the other hand, the Chunfengyilou, standing on the bank of the moat, has a different kind of coolness due to the summer wind blowing from the river.
Zhong Lishuo wore a thin green shirt and tied a bun as usual, and led the young prince Su He into the spring breeze once a building where people came and went.
"Asu." As soon as he entered, Zhong Lishuo saw Lin Mengdie who had been waiting downstairs early. Zhong Lishuo bowed and saluted, and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin." Su He greeted her with her, with a graceful attitude, not the shy look he had half a month ago.
With Zhong Lishuo, a typical Yuanzhou aristocrat, to teach by his side, Su He quickly adapted to life in Yuanzhou. The so-called words and deeds teach, but that is the case.
Su He bowed, causing Lin Mengdie's gaze to fall on him. Lin Mengdie just like to see Su He, she hurriedly bowed and greeted him: "I have seen the prince."
"Is the prince even interested in Quyi?" Lin Mengdie said casually, walking in front of them and personally leading the two of them to the third floor.
"Today, the prince came with me to listen to Mr.'s music." Zhong Lishuo led Su He, and behind them, Batur Landan, who had been guarding Su He, led a group of warriors to follow.
Zhong Lishuo said so, and asked Lin Mengdie with a smile, "Sir, which of you are all here?"
"You are the first to arrive. Stay upstairs for a while. We can start as soon as the distinguished guests arrive." Lin Mengdie said so, and led Zhongli Shuoxun to sit in a corner of the hall on the third floor. Yan said: "You are sitting here with the prince. There are many nobles here today, so I can only arrange you like this."
Zhong Lishuo nodded and said, "I can save it."
After she finished speaking, Lin Mengdie told her a few more words, then turned and went downstairs to receive the guests again.
The third floor of Chunfengyiyi Building is mostly a place for dignitaries to hold banquets. Zhong Lishuo looked at the layout of the third floor, and saw that except for the entrance, the rest of the place was raised two steps, and a low table was laid. The guests sitting in front of the low table can look down at the empty table in the center and take in everything they want to see.
This layout is the same as the Golden Light Pavilion in the palace where foreign guests are entertained. Zhong Li Shuoxun sat in front of the desk, waiting for the arrival of others with Su Hejing.
After a while, everyone who was going to make an appointment went upstairs one after another and sat down in their seats under the guidance of the waiter in the building. Zhong Lishuo's position was not striking, and after the visitor took his seat, he began to talk with acquaintances. Zhong Lishuo, who was not prominent among the crowd, quietly listened to their chatting, and guessed their identities one by one through their few words.
This is really an interesting thing. Zhong Lishuo, a famous quyi artist in Qing Dynasty, is more or less familiar with their works. At this moment, looking at their faces and thinking about the unrestrained freedom or gentleness and affection in their songs, there is a feeling that people can't be seen.
Su Heduan sat next to Zhong Lishuo and saw a group of them chatting lively. He looked up at Zhong Lishuo and asked, "Asu, when will it start?"
"We have to wait for the people to come." Zhong Lishuo said so, looking at the prince, and at everyone who was chatting enthusiastically over there, he said, "Why don't I introduce these people to the prince? ."
As she said that, she joined Su Heyi to all those whom she recognized.
Not many people participated in this disclosure, and they were all people who liked the art of music. Zhong Lishuo was slightly surprised when the waiter read the name of King Yunzhong. On such occasions, when will Miki come.
Thinking like this, I saw a young man in a white robe with half a jade crown, with long hair scattered behind his head, slowly coming up the stairs. When he appeared, everyone present stood up and greeted King Yunzhong.
King Yunzhong returned the salute and said with a smile, "You are welcome. Today, like you, I am a music listener." He said, and followed Lin Mengdie to the chairman.
The King of Clouds was graceful and walked slowly to his position, but the corner of his eyes fell on the surroundings. When his eyes swept across Zhong Lishuo's figure, his footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes turned to Zhong Lishuo who was sitting in the corner.
Zhong Limu's eyes moved down, and his eyes fell on Su He, who was half a shoulder shorter than Zhong Lishuo, and said with a smile, "Is the prince actually here?"
Everyone's eyes shifted with Zhongli Curtain and fell on Su He together. The fact that this young Subei proton would appear on such an occasion really made everyone curious about these folks who don't care about political affairs. Su He felt the gazes around him and wanted to move back a little uncomfortably. Zhong Lishuo noticed his small movements, put his hand on his waist, and gently supported him.
It seems that it is such a small support, but it has given Su He, who has been stared at by the crowd, a great deal of courage. He straightened his back, raised a serious little face, and said, "I have seen King Yunzhong. I heard that there is the absolute sound of the Qing Kingdom here today, so I followed."
His immature voice was very powerful, and Zhongli was stunned for a moment, and then he chuckled: "So today, the prince is also a listener. The prince has such thoughts, and wants to come and live very well in Yuanzhou, so very good."
It is indeed the best way to integrate into Yuanzhou City.
Zhong Li took his seat, and set his eyes on Zhong Lishuo again. Seemingly noticing this, Zhong Lishuo looked back and nodded to him as a greeting. Knowing that the other party has noticed his own Zhongli curtain, he feels a little happy for some reason. He wanted to say something, and thinking about today's occasion, he couldn't speak, so he gave up.
After everyone was seated, Mr. Cheng Wen, who presided over the disclosure meeting, stood in the pavilion, and said politely to everyone in the seat: "Everyone gathers once a year in the Spring Breeze Building, and I think I'm very familiar with it. Yes. This year is still the same as in previous years, and everyone will come up with their own new songs to review. Then according to the rules, Mr. Sun will come first."
"Come here." Mr. Sun came into the hall with his pipa in his arms and said, "This old man feels that this piece is my best work in recent years, so I will give you all the pleasure." After speaking, Sun The gentleman also snorted and sat down with his pipa in his arms.
The fingertips fell on the strings, and the moving music overflowed from the pipa. Without further ado, the disclosure session begins in this song.
The so-called disclosure meeting is nothing but a banquet where folks from Yuanzhou City and other places gather to have fun. Every spring and summer, this group of talented people will gather in Chunfengyilou to play their latest tunes for each other.
It was just a small group fun that started out for fun, but didn't want to go on for years. Lin Mengdie has only joined this disclosure meeting for two years, and at this moment he deliberately sat next to Zhong Lishuo and said, "This disclosure meeting is not only about Emperor Zhao's song, but also everyone's new works. "
"Yeah." Zhong Lishuo nodded, listened all the way, and tapped lightly with his fingers on his knees, moved by these wonderful voices.
This is a music dedication meeting and a meeting of bosom friends. After Mr. Sun finished the song, Zhong Lishuo saw everyone speaking one after another, pointing out the meaning of the song. Zhong Lishuo liked this kind of atmosphere very much, but because of her status, she didn't interrupt, so she could only listen to everyone expressing their opinions.
Zhong Lishuo thought to herself that if she had the opportunity in the future, she would also like to bring the song to the disclosure meeting.
After Mr. Sun's tune, a gentleman started to play the piano. This gentleman's original style was grand and atmospheric, but this new song is lingering and sentimental.
After the song, everyone at the banquet said that the people who play the piano are still thinking of spring. Mr. Playing Qin snorted and said that he was still in the spring, and returned to the seat with the Qin in his arms.
The atmosphere gradually thickened, and when it was time for Lin Mengdie, it was the last song, and the atmosphere reached its climax.
Lin Mengdie, who had greeted everyone before and said that the song was a surprise, was now invited by everyone. Lin Mengdie smiled and replied lightly while laughing, "Don't worry, I'll be here."
He said, holding shakuhachi in his hand, and left his seat.
Lin Mengdiexun sat in the crowd, holding the shakubafang to his lips, and a melodious sound rang out.
As if on a sunny afternoon, when the breeze was blowing, a handsome young man stood in the sun and played a farewell song by the river.
He seems to be talking about all the memorable things in every ordinary day. Tell the listener she's all right, but she'll miss you when she's gone.
Shallow, warm, and with a ray of sadness.
Zhongli Mu was caught by this warm shakuhachi in an instant, and time seemed to return to the palace of the king of Yunzhong when he was in his teens.
The boy who was taller than him stood in the sun, looking at the clear sky and playing this tune, as if he was looking into the distance that he could never go back to. When Zhongli was still young, he had already heard this song countless times. Zhong Lishuo had played the tune in his ear countless times, and now it sounded in his ear again.
He remembered how Zhong Lishuo was playing, and looking at Lin Mengdie on the stage at the moment, tears filled his eyes unknowingly. Not only Zhongli Mu, but all those who are immersed in the song are moved by the thoughts in the farewell song. In the repeating melody, in the gradual tune, the song comes to an end before you know it.
After Lin Mengdie finished the song, Zhong Lishuo, who felt deeply that he had gained a bosom friend, sighed softly and couldn't help applauding him. Everyone was still immersed in the warm and sad flavor of this song, but a soft question came from the audience: "Where did Mr. Lin get this song?"
Everyone who didn't know why looked at Zhong Limu who was questioning and wondered, isn't this song made by Lin Mengdie? They thought so, but they saw King Yunzhong's always charming and handsome face suddenly become serious.