Chapter 10 Variation

Listening to Jian Yaxu in the building around, from this end, there are neat hook railings on both sides, and the four-corner wind lamps are hanging high, and the three short ones are arranged in a semicircular shape.

Rong Yu led her in, and there was a piano in front of the mat. There was someone in the pavilion, two little girl in a bun and a well-dressed beauty bowed down on the side.

The dress-up beauty wears a nearly transparent gold sweater, and her chest arms ** have a large area of slender white and plump skin. Wearing a graceful peony silk flower on her bun, her eyebrows are red, and her charming appearance shows that she is a singer.

Rong Yu turned around and said, "Wait here for a moment, and I'll send those two people and come over. We haven't seen our nephew for ten years. Let's have a good talk about the past.

He is very gentle, but I don't know why he made her shrink. He thought that she was probably scared after experiencing those things. The child was pitiful and most of her life was ruined at the beginning. He especially remembered to see her for the first time, when she was only five years old, sitting timidly on the swing, with two small hands holding the rope tightly, and a sobbing face, which was so lovely.

He sighed and said softly, "You seem to be very afraid of me. What's wrong? I'm your uncle. If you have something to say in your heart, just tell me that we are close to each other. Don't make trouble.

Bu Nuonuo said yes and said with a smile, "I often hear my mother mention my uncle, who leads a 500,000 army and is famous. I'm not afraid, I'm just in awe."

Rong and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. The girl was very good at talking. She was obviously afraid and insisted on awe. He doesn't dwell on this, and it will be fine as soon as he is familiar with it for a long time.

"Eat some fruit and listen to the song first. I'll try to come here as soon as possible." He told him to go to the other side of the railing.

Bu Nuan stood in front of the door and was bored. The singer came up and said, "My name is Wan. Miss, please take a seat. How about I play and sing a song for Miss?"

Bu Nuan squeezed his lips and smiled, "Let's talk about it later when the general comes."

The Wan girl's eyes flowed and said, "Isn't Miss Chang'an?"

Bu Nuan nodded, "I heard that you are from Youzhou. Youzhou sings well, and the Xue family is the most famous."

"The singing tone is not much different. The two actors in the Xue family have their own talents. They are held by the dignitaries in Luoyang City, and their thighs are thick, and the name will ring." Miss Wan smiled again and said, "Miss is the noble relative of the general, which is really disrespectful! The general's reputation was thunderous. I only thought he must be a little old before, but I didn't expect him to be a young descendant.

Bu Nuan just smiled and didn't say anything. But any handsome and high-ranking man will always make people look sideways, and uncles are popular for girls.

She leaned against the railing and looked out. The market was very lively, but it seemed that the whole city was under martial law. After standing for a while, she saw several teams of soldiers in armor shuttled around.

When Miss Wan saw that Bu Nuan was gentle and had no temper, she was more casual. She looked along her sight and muttered, "After all, it was the princess's son-in-law. This is really huge. I heard that the envoys of various countries blocked Danfengmen Street."

Bu Nuanqi said, "Why are all foreigners asking for marriage? Isn't the son-in-law selected in the Central Plains?

Wan's face is full of sarcasm, "Foreigners don't understand the inner market, and the people in the Central Plains are monkey spirits. Even if the princess is as beautiful as a fairy, who dares to marry? Don't you think the green cloud has a roof?"

Bu Nuan said. When she was in Luoyang, she heard her father say that since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, most of the princesses have been spoiled, and most of them are luxurious**/yi doing everything. The son-in-law dared not come out in front of the princess, and sighed that this industry was a physically and mentally devastated errand. Therefore, if he or his son was a five-grade official, he or his son should get married early to prevent accidents. This is also a great spectacle of the Tang Dynasty.

"The Second Holy Council will marry the princess to a wild land?" It's a long way from Tibet and Uigu. Queen Wu has only one daughter. Are you willing to marry far away?

Miss Wan covered her mouth and smiled, "Hid you see the Taiping View in the Daming Palace? The princess became a monk, but her practice is still in the palace. She really regards those princes and envoys as fools!"

Bu Nuan sighed deeply that when things could not turn around, this was the only thing a parent could do for their daughter! She lowered her head and felt quite lonely. Even the heavenly family had no choice but to do it. How much effort did it take for her to complete this matter?

Leaning on the porch pillar, he raised his eyes for a while and looked across the overpass. At the other end was the elegant room of his uncle's banquet. The bamboo curtain on the door drooped, and the sound of men eating wine and guessing came from afar. Lan Sheng was the one who smiled the most. His voice was unique and easy to distinguish. She thought that he was really an easy and happy person. Except for quarreling with Zhixian, he seemed to be carefree for the rest of the time.

The weather was fine, and the large tank stocking water in the yard downstairs was illuminated by the sun, reflecting dazzling light. Bu Nuan narrowed his eyes and smiled. Lan Sheng was obviously easy-going, but he was not angry with Zhixian. Two free people meet like enemies. There is really fate in the world. People who are predestined will meet no matter how far away they are. Even if they meet every day, they will inevitably look at each other.

The warm wind is weaving, and I feel a little sleepy after sitting under the shadow of the sun for a long time. This is really a rare good place in the wine pool meat forest. No matter how many diners there are, they can't disturb the quietness here. My uncle is probably very faceless in Chang'an. From the second grade, he holds military power in his hand. I'm afraid that even the first class will have to make concessions three points.

Everything is good, but it's too harsh. She held her chin and thought in a trance. Although he also whispered, he couldn't explain the reason. She was just afraid of him. This feeling is unprecedented. In fact, she and Xia Jia Jiulang also loved to walk horizontally before their marriage. Now the hero has walked a narrow road, and his arrogance is not so arrogant that he suddenly falls into the dust.

"Miss, look, the general has seen the guests off." Wan stood on the side for a while, and the other end was finally finished. When it was time to show her fists and feet, she couldn't hide the excitement in her tone.

The cloth warmed up and looked, and Rong Yu said goodbye to the two jiedushi on the high platform. The wine flag hunted and hunted, and the purple satin under the sunlight was full of a thick halo, which made his face more and more like pearls like jade.

Miss Wan said, "I just arrived in Chang'an yesterday, and most of the officials and nobles in the city don't know each other." Pointing to Lan Sheng and asking, "Who is the prince wearing a folded towel?"

Bamboo branches and robes for half a month, coupled with the unrestrained appearance of Luo Tuo literati, Lan Sheng is so eye-catching that it is dazzling everywhere.

Bu Nuan said, "I also arrived in Chang'an yesterday, but I happened to recognize that man. His name is Lan Sheng, and he is a general of Yunhui."

Miss Wan was stunned and said, "It's really strange. I have traveled south and north. I have seen a lot of generals, but I have never seen such a handsome general. Chang'an is really rare. Sure enough, he is outstanding, and the good appearance of the sergeant of the Tang Dynasty has grown to those two.

Bu Nuan smiled, "That's what I said!"

Rong Yu and Lan Sheng turned around and came here. One was irretriusive, and the other was more lazy and casual. As they walked and chatted, they didn't know what they said. Their eyes fell on Bu Nuan and smiled peacefully.

Gradually in front of Bu Nuan, Lan Sheng took two steps. Seeing Miss Wan on one side, he was afraid that he would find such a bad person. He hurriedly said, "Today is to wash the dust for Nuaner. I just entered the Taoran winery and heard that there was a team of talents in Youzhou who are good at blowing, playing and singing, and specially invited them to help them."

rong yu does not say whether it is possible or not, and he raised his robe to listen to the elegant order. Lan Sheng lowered his head and asked Bu Nuan, "What did you just talk about?" I told you to wait for a long time and finally let go of those two taverns. I see you have been standing on the porch, afraid that you will be impatient to leave!"

Bu Nuan saw that his cheeks turned red, and expected that he probably drank a lot. He only said, "No, come out smoothly. Why don't you go in and have a rest? Do you want someone to make tea?

Lan Sheng couldn't accept it, and he was secretly happy. He really saw the right person! Her cultivation can be seen at a glance. She subconsciously distanced herself from people, but even so, she was much more delicate and softer than those rich and dignified young ladies.

"No, this wine is nothing." Hanging behind her, he led her into the elegant room and turned around and said, "What are you best at? Tell our lady to order a song."

Bu Nuan sat down and smiled and said, "I just listen, I won't order it. Miss Wan, do whatever you want!"

Wan's bewd and softly said, he glanced at the two men who were drinking, and a charming flower bloomed at the corners of his mouth. Yuna knelt in front of the piano rack, hooked her fingers and sang melodly:

What's the night? In the middle of the boat. What day is it today? I have to be in the same boat with the prince!

Shame is good, and there is no shame. My heart is stubborn and I know the prince.

There are trees and branches in the mountains, and I say in my heart that you don't know!

Bu Nuan lowered his eyes and sighed, this woman is so bold. Is she showing love? Looking at Lan Sheng and Rong Yu, the two people turned a deaf ear and dipped their chopsticks in wine and lined up on the table. Wan's enthusiasm was like a glass of water splashing into the sand and suddenly disappeared.

After a song, the two slowly clap their hands. Bu Nuan looked at their lazy appearance, which was really a pity for Miss Wan.

Uninvolutedly, Bu Nuan said hurriedly, "First of all, I will also sing."

The two people on the seat turned their faces to look at her. She smiled and said, "My mother and I have seen the Mulian Transformation in Liyuan once, and I remember it roughly. If you can't play Liu Qingti, it won't be difficult for me to play a ghost.

Lan Sheng stroked his palm and smiled, "Well, let's go back to the play. Wan girl sings Liu Shi, and Nuan'er and I will play for you, okay?"

Several people are excited to hold the reed plate, and nature do not participate, only hold their cheeks and watch.

Bu Nuan put on a mask with a little shyness, and her figure matched the face of the evil spirit. She said to her face and Fu, "Don't laugh, uncle. Nuann'er will give her uncle a pleasure."

Rong Yu leaned to paint Jin Xiaoji, and his face was also tolerant. He nodded and said, "Good filial piety. I also listen to the changes sung by my family."

Bu Nuan turned around and motioned to Lan Sheng and said at the head: Yan Jun sent me a group. Ten ghosts saw nine ghosts, and the golden bridge that did good deeds left. He was worried about doing evil. He suffered in his previous life and suffered in this life!

That whispered little voice is really not suitable for acting as a ghost. Lan Sheng heard it and laughed, but still sang with his hands together: The little Mulian monk came from Xianshan and was ordered by the master to visit my mother Liu Shiqingti. Seeing that it is already the capital city in front of him, the labor officer asked the big ghost on behalf of Xiaosheng.

Bu Nuan waved his hand: Yan Jun blames him, but the kid can't afford to be offended.

Lan Sheng put on a kind-looking headgear and took a step forward, stretched his sleeves and sang: It's convenient.

The variation is an extremely exaggerated action form. The kid shakes his shoulders and spreads his hands: it can't be convenient.

Lan Sheng heard his heart jump up. Everywhere she was lovely, and her slender and white fingers jumped off. He stared infatuatedly and only felt that he had lost his soul and was hopeless.

The Mulian monk negotiated fruitlessly and muttered a spell. The kid rotated around and said cowardly and humbly: Wait a moment, these ghosts, now there is a Mulian monk looking for his mother, Liu Shiqingti.

Wan put on the old woman's wear. The corners of the mask's eyes were drooping, and even the corners of her mouth were drooping. She began to sing with a sad face: I couldn't help but be happy to hear a word. It turned out that it was Xiaojiao'er looking for her mother...

Bu Nuan's face is hot, and the kid's eyes are two small holes, which tightly cover the perspective of both sides. She hid behind Nuo's face and finally dared to look presumptuously. The whole world was only the capacity to sit on the mat. The spring plate in his hand unconsciously stopped, and then the narration of the coming and going was cloudy.