Chapter 9 Shengshi Yueluqin

The breeze is blowing, the blue waves are rippling, the graceful weeping willows are swaying, and the flowers are burning. The sound of the piano rises melodiously. As the breeze passes through the blue waves, it follows the tenderness to the willow leaves, covering the flowers along the aroma - the place where the sound of the piano can reach, like a faint wine fragrance into the throat, slightly drunk.

Xia Houchen closed his eyes slightly and indulged the sound of the piano.

Lin Wanjing sat side by quietly, and the music sounded clear, as if there was a fragrance in her heart. She looked at Man Yao, who lowered her head and played the piano slightly, and raised the corners of her lips gently: she was dressed in white, dust like a fairy, elegant, soft and elegant, and elegant, quite favored by the prince.

Unconsciously compared with Yin Piaoxuan, Yin Piaoxuan is like a burning fire, which is hot and fierce and cannot be extinguished, giving people a kind of insatiable desire, a burst of intoxicated madness. The faint eyes in his beautiful eyes fell on his handsome face. Did he dare not touch the fire? He was afraid that he would not pay attention and burn out in the fire, and the rest of the ashes dispersed with the wind without leaving any trace. Maybe that's what he is afraid of, and that's what every man is afraid of.

The sound of the piano faded, and Man Yao smiled.

He Yurong beside him praised with a smile, "It's really bright and elegant, a wonderful hand in the world!"

Man Yao sighed softly: "Although this song is wonderful, it is finally less charming!"

A brief mention of everyone's curiosity. With her piano skills, there are very few people in Luojing. Lv Qiusu asked doubtfully, "How do you say this?"

She nodded slightly: "This song is vulgar. If you play it with the rumored Yuelu, you will be able to enjoy the taste of the song!"

"Yueluqin?"

"It is said that the sound of Yueluqin is warm and smooth, clear and strange, whether it is ancient, feminine, quiet or deep, it is vivid!" Man Yao said lightly and sighed slightly, "It's a pity that Jiaqin is hard to find. It is said that there are only three Yueluqin left in the world, but it disappeared more than 20 years ago!"

Xi Yujiao smiled and said, "My sister is really blessed! There are indeed three Yueluqin in the world. One of them is said to be in the palace of Didan, but the other is nowhere to be found, but the third is far away in front of the sky.

Several people brushed at her, and Xiahou Chen's eyes were a little interested. Yueluqin, who had been admired for a long time, was close in front of her. Man Yao's eyes showed bright light and asked urgently, "I don't know where it is?"

She was a little proud and said word by word, "If I guess correctly, the third Yueluqin is in Yun Yuexuan!"

"Do you mean that the princess has a Yueluqin?" He Yurong couldn't help raising his voice.

Xi Yujiao nodded, glanced at him, was silent, put away her sarcastic smile, and said lightly, "Don't forget who the princess's mother was. Her piano and dance skills are the best in the world. She can be said to be the first woman in the world with tens of thousands of good music and dancing in the past 20 years. She is the owner of the third Yueluqin. Of course, the princess naturally inherited Yueluqin.

The meaning is very clear. Good songs are like Man Yao. If you don't know the existence of Xiao Yiyan, you are ignorant. Man Yao bit her lips slightly. She only knew Yue Luqin, but she didn't think about the whereabouts of Yue Luqin. Now Mingqin is close in front of her, and she yearns for it. She unconsciously glanced at Xi Yujiao and was surprised by her understanding of Yueluqin.

He Yurong looked at the faces of several people and whispered, "Why don't you go to Yun Yuexuan to see the demeanor of Yueluqin now?"

Xi Yujiao shrugged her shoulders and only hummed softly. He Yurong covered her mouth with her hand and said nothing.

Lin Wan played a round: "Yueluqin is a rare good piano in the world, and it is also a thing of the princess's mother. The princess is very precious, and there are many opportunities in the future. There is no need to be in a hurry."

Man Yao pulled the corners of her mouth and nodded with approval, but her heart was a little disappointed. It was a pity that such a good piano fell into the hands of Yin Pianxuan.

After a rest, several people dispersed. Xia Houchen stopped Lin Wan: "Where has she been?"

She smiled and said, "I don't know who the prince is asking?"

"Do you know who I'm asking?" If she comes forward to say good words, there is no need to say, she is all under the cover for Yin Pianxuan, and it is not the first time he has been fooled.

Lin Wan coughed and said unnaturally: "Today is the market. The princess went out for a walk."

"Wan'er probably knows better than me when she goes to the market or Yanyufang! I am very puzzled. Why do you defend a woman like Yin Piaoxuan everywhere?

"The prince laughed. Although the princess is a little obedient, she is a real temperamental person. Everything she does is due to her temperament. There is no need for a concubine to protect her." She smiled and asked, "My concubine is also a little puzzled. Why did the prince neglect her?"

Seeing Xia Houchen's tense face and silent, she politely left.

He sat lazily and his eyes were a little blurred: the first time he saw her was not on the wedding day, but two years ago, in Yanyufang.

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Yanyufang is the second brothel in Kyoto. The pavilions and pavilions are built by water. The corners of the eaves are stacked, the corridors are detoured, the stone bridges are lying horizontally, the weeping willows are Yiyi, the green and the delicate flowers shine on the water. The fragrance is overflowing, elegant and quiet.

"There is wine tonight and I'm drunk tonight!" Wen Jiyao drank a glass of wine with satisfaction and looked intoxicated.

He was quite dissatisfied with Wen Jiyao's drinking at Yanyufang: "When does Mr. Wen need to go to Yanyufang to buy drunk?"

"Drunk in the smoke and rain workshop, better than decades in the world!"

Xia Houchen took a sip of wine and sighed: "It's a little exaggerated!"

Wen Jiyao didn't think so and was busy pouring wine into his glass: "Is it okay for you to accompany me?"

While the two talked and laughed, they suddenly heard a noise in the hall of Yanyufang and looked at each other. They came out of the elegant seat on the second floor and looked down at the hall. They saw a middle-aged man with a fat brain dragging a maidservant who was light and rude, but felt bored. He was about to return to his seat and continue drinking. A dazzling red appeared in his eyes: a woman about 16 or 17 years old Zi, wearing a gorgeous red gauze skirt, with a charming face and a seductive posture.

"Yo, uncle, how can you be embarrassed with a maidservant?" She judoed softly and shook in front of the man's eyes: "Master, if the sisters in Yanyufang don't like the uncle, why don't you accompany the uncle? The old man is romantic and handsome. I don't know if the slave family has the honor to have a few drinks with the uncle?

A charming eye passed, and the middle-aged man had no resistance in an instant. He was fascinated and said, "Okay, okay, little lady, please sit down!"

She sat leisurely next to the middle-aged man and drank a few cups. The middle-aged man fell drunk to the ground. Not long after, she saw a handsome man in white holding her waist and leaving, and the fat middle-aged man was carried out.

Wen Jiyao shook his head with a smile: "It's better to meet than to be famous!"

Xia Houchen frowned: "Why, do you know each other?"

"I've heard!" He nodded: "A look at Kyoto, there is no one else, Yin Xiaoting, the second son of the prime minister, and Yin Pianxuan, who is a red and white man and a woman."

"Yin Xiaoting and Yin Pianxuan?"

"Exact! The two have always been unrestrained by etiquette and often go in and out of Yanyufang.

He took a deep breath: "I heard that Prime Minister Yin has a woman who loves red, but is she?"

Wen Jiyao smiled and said, "Yin Pianxuan doesn't love deep and noble purple, soft and bright yellow, doesn't love clean and elegant white, doesn't love gentle and warm pink, and loves warm and enchanting red. The clothes she has worn since childhood are all dark colors, without exception."

He snorted: "Vulgar!"

Wen Jiyao smiled and said to himself, "I don't know if it's sad to marry her?"

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Xia Houchen sighed slightly, and now he knew whether it was happy or sad to marry her.