The son of the world

When will the bright moon be available,

Ask the sky about the wine.

I don't know the palace in the sky,

What year is this evening?

I want to go back in the wind,

I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu again,

It's cold in the high place,

Dance to figure out the shadow,

Why does it seem to be in the world?

Turn to Zhuge,

Low household,

Sleepless.

There should be no hatred,

What's the matter?

People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter has been difficult for a long time.

I hope people will last for a long time,

Thousands of miles together.

After singing the famous song "Water Tune Song Head", I got an appreciative applause.

When Yue Siyi was about to leave, he was called by the master, "Would you like to have a drink with me?" Yue Siyi had to approach Feng Bingyan with a smile. A girl next to him automatically got out of the way and asked Yue Siyi to sit down. The girl next to her immediately took a clean glass and poured wine for her. Yue Siyi raised his glass and said to Feng Bingyan, "Qinglian, I would like to have a glass of you." He drank it all. Looking at his smiling eyes, I saw him drink it all.

Just when the atmosphere was strong, the loud roar from the main building immediately broke the beautiful atmosphere. The eldest son's face turned black and hurriedly told Feng Bingyan to retreat. Feng Bingyan was open-minded and let him go, but the smile on the second prince's face flashed away. Seeing Yue Siyi looking at him, his face was as calm as before. , look elsewhere.

The noise outside became louder and louder, and Feng Bingyan's face finally appeared unhappiness. Knowing that he was here, there were people who were still making noise. It seemed to be a little. Seeing that the person outside wanted to see her, Yue Siyi had to apologize to Feng Bingyan with a smile and said, "Your excellency, let Qinglian go and have a look." Seeing that Yue Siyi's face was not good, Feng Bingyan didn't say anything and nodded.

Yue Siyi hurried out of Chaofeng Tower and came to the hall of the main building. He saw a group of teenagers surrounding the eldest son in the center, while Qing's mother circled anxiously outside, but could not squeeze to the eldest son. People around are coming to listen to songs, and now they are watching how the eldest son and the group of teenagers solve it. Seeing Yue Si remembering, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and the group of teenagers also came closer to her.

"What are you? Do you know that Feng Bingyan, the master of the dynasty, is here?" Seeing the group of teenagers approaching, Yue Siyi was not afraid. She thought that there were not only dozens or hundreds of people she faced in those years, but millions of people who were not afraid. How could she be afraid of them?

"Beautiful...like." A bright smile appeared on the head teenager's face. He approached Yue Siyi and pinched her lower handle with his right hand. His eyes showed an ambiguous color, as if he wanted to eat her in one bite. "It's worthy of the title of the first beauty in Kyoto."

Yue Siyi was not angry with the teenager pinching his chin. He just smiled at the teenager in front of him. He looked sunny and seemed to be only seventeen or eight years old. His skin was a little dark, and his muscles were bulging. He looked full of strength and good-looking, which was very suitable for dancing the dance music she choreographed.

"This young man, I don't know where there is anything in our brothel to neglect the prince, which makes you so angry." Yue Siyi threw an eye at him. The teenager didn't react. The companion next to him had been shocked by that glance and he didn't know anything.

The eldest son came forward, pulled her in front of her, and said, "You'd better go back to entertain Lord Feng first. I'm here. It's all right."

Yue Siyi looked at her, smiled at those who were still in a daze, and then looked at the sunny teenager. He turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the teenager: "Don't go."

Yue Siyi stopped and looked at what the teenager wanted to do. He was not angry, but just looked at him with a smile.

"I haven't seen your song and dance yet. Who let you go?" The teenager's face was angry, and the expression on his face was a little cold.

"Son, even if you want to see Qinglian's songs, you have to come first. Today, Lord Taishifeng has wrapped Qinglian's song and dance today. If you really want to see the song and dance of Qinglian, please come back tomorrow. If she doesn't want to make trouble, she has already given the teenager a lot of face. If he is not satisfied like this, there is nothing she can do.

"I just want to listen to your little song today, so you are not allowed to leave. What is Feng Bingyan? If I want you to sing, you have to sing. The teenager suddenly moved forward and grabbed Yue Siyi. Even the eldest son did not react, so that he had been pulled and wrapped in his arms.

"You..." The teenager is so bold that he even dares to scold Feng Bingyan. What kind of identity is he? He is so unscrupulous.

Yue Siyi couldn't struggle in his arms, so he didn't move. Let's see how he is.

"What a son of Jiuxi, I don't even pay attention to it." As soon as Feng Bingyan came out, the whole atmosphere changed rapidly, and even the smile on the teenager's face changed, but he soon regained his smile and said proudly, "What if I scold you? Who let you occupy Qinglian girl?" The teenager's tone is naive, like a child. Yue Siyi is angry and funny in his arms. This son seems to be a reckless person and arrogant.

"Son, you'd better put me down." Yue Siyi was in his arms, and his body had been tightened by him, and it was a little painful. Don't let it go." He said categorically. The eldest son and Qing's mother were very anxious, but they were afraid of the son from Jiuxi City and did not dare to use it. It was really an ant on the hot pot. It was so anxious.

"The son of the world still put down the Qinglian girl. You don't just want to hear her sing a little song, and why make the atmosphere so bad?" There was no anger on Feng Bingyan's face, and he always smiled faintly. The young man's hand loosened, and Yue Siyi skillfully stood up from his arms and said to the young man, "Mr. Xie."

"Ms. Yan, Miss Qinglian, I'm leaving now." Seeing that the teenager had let her go and the atmosphere had improved, Feng Bingyan said to them. My lord, next time Qinghe will come to Qinglian, thank you for your kindness. Feng Bingyan just looked at him with a smile, and did not agree or refuse.

Yue Siyi looked at the master who was looking at him, smiled and nodded, as a thanking him for not blaming the brothel today. Feng Bingyan left, and the two guards behind him also followed him. At this time, the second son also led Gu You in his building.

Seeing that Feng Bingyan left, the atmosphere improved, and the eldest son quickly asked people to prepare for the elegant courtyard to entertain the son of Jiuxi.

For three days in a row, the son of Jiuxi came to listen to her little songs, all in her own yard.

After three days together, Jiuxi's son Fei Qianyou gave her the feeling that he was no longer the reckless teenager when he first met. Now he is polite and completely the opposite.

"Why doesn't the son like Lord Feng? He always plays against him? After all, he is your uncle. Yue Siyi made a cup of tea for her, and then went back to his guqin and played a song "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

"How do you know I'm targeting him?" Yue Siyi stopped playing and looked at her with a smile. In the past two days, she still did some homework and knew that Feng Bingyan had married the sister of the King of Jiuxi.

"You scold him so much, it must be that you are not at peace. And I also know from the streets that Feng Taishi doesn't like his original wife. After Yue Siyi finished speaking, he looked at the teenager with changing eyes in front of him.

"You don't understand." Yue Siyi didn't ask any more, and continued to play the half-played "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

......

"You know, in fact, you are very much like my mother." Suddenly, Yue Siyi was shocked and his fingers stayed on the strings. Could it be that his mother was Yi Zirou and Yi Ziluo's own sister? Yue Siyi didn't dare to take his words casually anymore. In this way, he listened to him and listened to him talk about his unhappiness.

"My mother died when I was very young, when I was only five years old." He suddenly drank a cup of tea and continued, "At that time, Feng Bingyan was just a general under the Duke of Ding. After escorting my mother to Jiuxi, he stayed in Jiuxi City. My father treated him very well, and he didn't let his father down, but he didn't know that he and his mother had been in love since childhood. He stopped and poured a big mouthful of liquor. "The year he came, my aunt happened to return to Jiuxi from Kyoto. Until I was five years old, my mother was seriously ill and was dying. My mother wanted to go back to Handan City to visit her parents for the last time. When my father saw that her mother was terminally ill, he did not agree. The abominable Feng Bingyan secretly took it. My mother left Jiuxi City. When his father found his and his mother's bodies, his father wanted to kill him on the spot. If it hadn't been for his aunt's life, he would have turned into a pile of loess. His father broke his leg and kicked him out of Jiuxi City, and his aunt left the city with him that night. I didn't expect that after many years, he would have a promising future in Kyoto and work against our Jiuxi City everywhere.

Yue Siyi was just a spectator and did not speak.

"You are very similar to a person you know." Fei Qianyou's eyes were slightly red and tears flashed. Yue Siyi just smiled. Of course, she knew who he said he was similar to. After all, they were direct sisters, and they were more or less similar. You really look like my mother and more like my aunt. Hearing what he said about Yi Ziluo, Yue Siyi's heart was shocked, and he trembled slightly. He only felt that his heart was a little the same. He had all kinds of tastes, but he couldn't say it.

"I didn't expect that for so many years, Feng Bingyan hasn't forgotten his mother. What should be forgotten has not been forgotten, but the person who should not forget has forgotten her long ago. I'm afraid that his father doesn't even remember what his mother looks like now. Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling bitterly and looking at Yue Siyi with a serious face.

"Can you go to Jingshan with me to see the maple leaves tomorrow?" Yue Siyi said nothing. She didn't know whether the eldest son agreed or disagreed, and her body did not allow it, but the mountain teenager was also the nephew of this body anyway. He was hesitating and said, "I just want to recall the memory of coming to Jingshan with my mother to see the maple leaf. It's nothing, because after seeing you for the first time that day, I had already You are my mother."

"I'll go with you, don't worry." After saying this, after a long time, she couldn't speak.

I don't know how her son and daughter are.