Chapter 318 Lanzhou Hong

[Well, continue to ask for red tickets~!]

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Princess Gaoyang accompanied Yin Defei and left the Xuanwu Hall to meet Li Shimin. Yin Defei also brought a dusty jewelry box to dress up, and wanted to change back to the glorious Empress Defei.

Qin Mubai did not stay much and left the palace first.

He doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for Yin Defei. All he knew was that after all, Yin Defei did not belong to Huguo Tianwang Temple or Dajiaoguan. For her, the Buddha's Taoism is just a resting place in a hurry on the journey of life, and it should not be the final destination. Maybe she is the grass that has been sticking to it for 3,000 years under the cobweb in front of the Buddhist temple, or the infatuated person who has been exposed to the sun for 500 years. She has her pursuit and the world. Anyone can deceive, but she can't deceive herself.

Tear off a disguised plain robe to continue her life as a German concubine, and complete her fate in this life... What is it compared with three thousand years of looking up and a thousand years of wind and sun?

This may be the understanding of Yin Defei.

Qin Mubai can never fully understand Yin Defei. Her heart may be the peace of a flower and a world, or the magnificent waves of the sea.

What does it matter? After reading the third mirror, the scholar will recover from his illness. Why is Qin Mubai entangled with the life of Yin Defei? He also knew that he was not a good man and a woman. He would not completely change his outlook on life and values because of the words of Master Qingshan, and he would not have an epiphany like Yin Defei, like Princess Gaoyang.

However, after all, my heart is also a little heavy.

It's not sad, it's not easy, it's just a kind of sink. It seems that the long-standing and frivolous heart has indeed settled a lot at this moment.

Men just need to settle down. Maybe Master Qingshan is right, Qin Mubai is indeed quite Buddhist.

Leaving the palace, just as the lights were on. Xishi Street is as lively as ever. This is one of the most prosperous streets in the world today.

And Qin Xian Pavilion is a pearl of the West City. At this time, there will be a gathering of the top poets and politicians and generals in Chang'an.

The imperial court is a big stage of history, directing the rise and fall of the world in Kyushu; Qinxian Pavilion is the gathering place of upper-class people in Chang'an, leading the Zhenguan Tang Dynasty to the extreme romantic. If you see the emperor's relatives dancing with Youling Xiaoer here, don't be surprised when the prime minister and the down-and-out official wine tasting paper.

If there is no such thing, it will not be Qin Xian Pavilion.

The towering and magnificent, it is not an exaggeration to describe today's Qin Xian Pavilion. When Qin Mubai passed by the door, he couldn't help but stop and watch.

There is no driver Xiao Er at the door who waits at the horse to pick up like an ordinary restaurant, and there is no second-rate warblers standing at the door with her breasts and breasts to attract guests. There is only a high-level jade statue - a woman with a hazy face, a golden hairpin and jade wrapped around her body, holding a pipa, a lotus finger holding an amber jade cup, and her eyes Half drunk and slightly smoked, vivid.

There is quite a drunken charm of the noble concubine.

On the brightly lit and crowd of people on Xishi Street, this statue almost stands on the street, standing out from the crowd.

It is said that this statue was made by a master who was a supervisor of the imperial court, all made of blue field white jade, and the gold and silver jewelry on the woman's body is also real; the amber cup in his hand was the emperor Li Shimin personally selected from his treasure pavilion when the Qinxian Pavilion was renovated and opened. A tribute treasure presented by the Nannuma Kingdom. Every morning, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, the people of Qin Xian Pavilion will fill the cup of Qin Xian wine in that cup to attract all kinds of immortals. Then in the middle of the night, this glass of wine will be taken down for auction, and the higher price will get it. Whether it is dust or half of the rain and snow, it will become a good collection, just because it has been drunk by immortals.

Seeing Qin Xian Pavilion again today, Qin Mubai has a feeling of the vicissitudes of life. I remember that when I first met Wu Mei Niang, Qin Xian Pavilion was also called "the first wine in the world", which was just an ordinary western wine shop. Three or four years later, the liquor sparrow turned into a phoenix. Qin Mubai himself, himself, from a young boy who had just entered the official career, has become a pivotal... "big man".

The corners of his mouth smiled lightly. Qin Mubai didn't understand the meaning of his smile. It was just a ghost. He walked towards the Qinxian Pavilion.

In Chang'an, it is not a small role that can enter the Qinxian Pavilion. On the road, there were all the eyes of attention and envy. Most of them were guessing that this young man, I don't know which prince's second-generation drand boy, or a talented official on this year's new list.

Qin Mubai had an idea in his heart. It was getting late. It should be a good idea to pick up the demon and "go home from work" together.

The door of Qinxian Pavilion is actually closed. It seems that it is not enough to hide the prosperity and luxury of the world, which is not enough for ordinary passers-by in the West City to provoke.

When I walked to the door and was about to knock on the door, the door opened automatically.

"Organ?" Qin Mubai was also stunned.

The next second, a young woman in a pink skirt appeared in front of him, wearing a veil and dancing gracefully. Yunxiu spread in front of Qin Mubai, signaling him to step on her Yunxiu and walk in.

On the left and right sides, there is a row of "Xiao Er" with a beautiful face and men's clothing. They arched their hands and pointed inward, "Please."

Qin Mubai stood at the door and smiled.

Any woman in front of you can be regarded as the word "beaperme". But when too many "beautiful colors" come together, it will not look amazing. It will only remind people of... Jiuchi Meat Forest, Selling Golden Grottoes.

However, Qin Xiange will never run a skin and meat business. This may also be the brilliance of Wu Mei Niang.

"Lost" and "unable" are perhaps the most precious things in the eyes of most people. Women, and no exception.

Qin Mubai was stunned for less than three seconds. A figure passed in front of him and shouted, "If you don't enter, don't get in the way!"

The man was already half drunk. He staggered over Qin Mubai, took out two purses and opened them all over the world, mostly falling on the cloud sleeve of the dancer.

"Haha, didn't I come in again? Isn't it just money? What's the big deal!" He laughed wildly.

What was scattered was not ordinary copper plates, but pieces of polished silver cakes.

The two rows of women put down their hands neatly, and suddenly rushed up to catch the man and threw it out!

Kong Wu is actually powerful, obviously with martial arts!

The man was thrown upside down and fell on the open space in front of the gate of Qin Xian Pavilion, and there was a burst of laughter on the road, which was obviously commonplace. The dancer shook the sleeves in his hand, gathered all the silver cakes into the sleeves like magic, and threw them in the air. The rain, wine, gold and silver fell on the side of the man.

"Qin Xian Pavilion is not a place to hide dirt. You don't have to come again in the future!" The dancer girl took away the cloud sleeve and spread it out again, "General Qin, please!"

Qin Mubai smiled with interest and said, "Do you know me? Who is this man?

"To return to the general's words, the first thing for those who enter the Qin Fairy Pavilion is to remember the respect of the Wudong family and General Qin in their minds." The dancer woman crawled on the ground and said respectfully like a slave, "The man is the son of the servant of the Ministry of Ceremonies. After drinking, he will lose his sex and be a frivolous sister in the store, so he is no longer tolerated in the store."

"Interesting." Qin Mubai couldn't help laughing. Looking back, the half-drunk man got up without saying a word, picked up the silver cakes on the ground, staggered into the crowd and walked away, without swearing all the time.

Qin Mubai stepped on the woman Yunxiu and just walked in. Wu Yuanqing, the shopkeeper of Qin Fairy Pavilion and the brother of Wu Mei Niang, greeted her in person. He was surprised and flattered and said, "Mu Bai, you're really here!"

"Well, it's me." Qin Mubai smiled slightly, "It's well managed."

"Where, everywhere, it's all Mu Bai and Mei Niang's ability, and Qin Xian Pavilion has today's scene." Although he is Qin Mubai's wife and uncle, Wu Yuanqing is obviously a migrant worker's tone and tone. He smiled carefully and did not dare to lose a little courtesy.

"I'm just here to walk around. You can do your business!" Qin Mubai waved his hand to indicate that he didn't have to exaggerate. Many drinkers sitting in the Tang Dynasty enjoying large musicals and musicals have already paid attention to this side.

"Well... Mu Bai, please do whatever you want. Anyway, when he comes here, it's the same as home, hehe..." Wu Yuanqing was a little nervous and retreated obediently after salute.

Today, the lobby of Qinxian Pavilion is several times larger than before. What you can see is a stage up to a few feet in front of you. There are several women performing the Jiangnan green waist soft dance and playing silk bamboo elegant music. The fence under the stage is divided into many small compartments, and the drinkers sit and drink in twos and threes. Among them, there are also many familiar people from Qin Mubai, and there are also many people who are in charge of the four or five grades.

On weekdays, most of these officials have come to greet Qin Mubai. However, Qinxiang Pavilion is like a paradise. As long as you enter this door, you will be treated equally. As long as you can enter this door, even if you are just a down-and-out official, you can call him a brother when you see the prime minister of the current dynasty. Of course, the premise is that you are popular.

Therefore, many people in the hall raised the cup with a smile on Qin Mubai. Although they looked a little surprised and hopeful, no one came forward to get close. Everyone abides by their status as a wine guest of Qin Xiange.

This may also be the atmosphere exclusive to Qin Xian Pavilion. When you get here, don't play big, and no one has to be arrogant. Drink the same wine and listen to the same song, and treat each other equally. The son of the servant of the Ministry of Ceremonies broke the rules and would be swept out of the house like garbage.

Qin Mubai is secretly funny: What makes Wu Mei Niang so creative and "domineering"? Qin Xiange is more arrogant and arrogant than me!

A woman, Xiao Er, walked to Qin Mubai, bowed her hand and asked, "What does General Qin want?"

"Find a clean pavilion for me to sit down and drink some tea." As Qin Mubai said, he naturally walked upstairs and ordered, "Oh, call the demon to sit with me."

In the eyes of the woman's second, there was a frightening look, but after a moment, she regained her tranquility and gently arched her hand: "General, please follow me."

Naturally, Qin Mubai didn't know that it was almost impossible to ask the demon to accompany him in person in today's Qinxian Pavilion. Maybe she just showed consternment out of habit, but Qin Mubai tasted a middle meaning from her look, and it was not difficult to understand why Li Yuanchang, the king of Han, was obsessed with demons.

Men have a desire to conquer. The more they reject an unattainable woman, the more they have the desire to push her down. This may not have much to do with the woman's own beauty. Li Yuanchang stared at the demon, perhaps it was such a kind of psychology.

Later, she took Qin Mubai to an elegant pavilion on the second floor, with the name "Three Immortals".

"General, this Accord is rarely opened once. The owner said that it can only be opened if she comes in person or the general comes." Xiao Er said, "What's more, the three fairies of Qin Xian Pavilion gather in this room once a month to learn from each other's music. At this time, it is the day of the grand ceremony of Qin Xian Pavilion. The three fairies will perform on the same stage once and play the pipa music taught by the general himself. The people who can enter the Qinxian Pavilion on this day... There are no more than 200 people in Chang'an.

Qin Mubai thought of a person inexplicably and asked, "Has the King of Han ever been here?"

"He comes every time." Xiao Er said, "And it's the closest seat to the stage. For this reason, I don't hesitate to turn against my son-in-law and quarrel with my son-in-law. As a result, both of them were bombarded.

"Oh..." Qin Mubai smiled indifferently, "It's okay. Go ahead!"

"Yes..." Xiao Er retreated.

Qin Mubai walked into the room. In fact, the spring in the room was still the same as when he was the first wine in the world before, almost unchanged. The ordinary yellowed board wall and the old couch, the seat where I held the demon and taught her to play the pipa hand in my arms is still there, and I can vaguely imagine the seat and scene at the beginning.

"Mei Niang is really kind..." Qin Mubai couldn't help smiling and smiled gently. The fragrant jade face of Wu Mei Niang came to his mind.

"I haven't seen you for a year. I don't know how she is now?"

Qin Mubai just sat down and heard the familiar footsteps from far and near. It was the demon whose eyes had lost his brilliance but could still walk lightly.

"Third brother!" The demon entered the door with a surprise in his voice, "Why are you here today!"

In front of the guests of Qin Xian Pavilion, as one of the three fairies and entrusted by Wu Mei Niang to take power, the "demon" is the posture of a fairy without a trace of fireworks. But in the face of Qin Mubai, she is always humble and respectful.

It's like the grass that has been looking up under the cobweb in front of the Buddha.

The demon came alone, holding a teapot in his left hand and a small food box in his right hand, hooked the door with his back, and walked straight to Qin Mubai.

Qin Mubai has been very puzzled that her eyes can't see at all. Why can she always distinguish the direction at the first time?

"Demon, are you happy?" Qin Mubai said with a smile.

"Of course. It's rare for the third brother to come once!" Yao'er replied with a smile. While pouring tea for him, he put on a few fresh fruits and exquisite snacks. "Have you had dinner yet? Would you like some wine and vegetables?"

"No, I'm full." Qin Mubai squinted and smiled, "I'm just here to pick you up and go home."

The demon's hand was stagnant, and the tea almost overflowed.

"What's the matter? Is it unexpected?"

The demon bit his lip and smiled slightly: "A little. Do you want to listen to the music?"

"Do you have any new songs recently?" Qin Mubai picked up the tea and took a sip and asked.

"Yes! I just want to ask the third brother for advice. After saying that, the demon got up, took a pipa hanging on the wall, and said, "Third brother, this is the pipa you used when you taught me how to play music when we first met on that day."

Qin Mubai smiled and said, "If there is any new song, let me listen to it."

"Good. This song was created by me. I'm sure... It's not very good. Don't make fun of it. The demon sat down in front of Qin Mubai with the pipa in his arms, stroking the string face with his bare hands, as if caressing his lover, and whispered, "The name of the song is Lanzhou Hong. It's a song that I spent a year compose by myself..."

"Lanzhou Hong?" Qin Mubai couldn't help laughing, "Good song title."

The demon's face turned a little red, and her fingers trembled slightly, and accidentally hooked out an abrupt note.

"I'm in a bad mood. How can I play such a good song?" Qin Mubai smiled and said, "Demon, are you worried?"

"Ah? ...No!" The demon was suddenly a little surprised and panicked and muttered, "Can the third brother know before he heard it... What kind of song is this?"

"I'm just taking the risk to guess." Qin Mubai said, "Hong, is it Hong who wrote the book of Hongyan? Lanzhou? There is no need to explain. This should be a song that you miss for the expeditionary soldiers, right? Poor Wuding riverside bone is still a person in the dream of a spring boudoir. The family is out on an expedition, and the wife and children are leaning on the door and looking forward to their hearts. Isn't that the feeling?

"The third brother is so smart..." The demon lowered his head shyly and muttered, "It seems that I don't have to play this song. Anyway, I can't surpass the artistic conception of the third brother.

"Bounce." Qin Mubai smiled slightly, "My own song, expressing my true feelings, is the best song."

"Uh-huh..." The demon answered, took a deep breath and calmed down, and played leisurely.

Qin Mubai carried the tea and listened quietly.

To be fair, the objective evaluation of this song "Lanzhou Hong" from the tune of the movement is indeed unable to surpass the two soft and rigid songs of "Spring River Flower and Moon Night" and "Overlord Unloading Armor". Lanzhou Hong, at the beginning of the early part, there is the wind of martial arts music, which is impassioned and magnificent. It should be a grand scene of the army's expedition; the middle part is a transition, with the coexistence of sonorousness and softness, which has the meaning of strength and softness.

This reminds Qin Mubai of the scene when he just left Chang'an for Lanzhou and missed his family. At the banquet in Lanzhou for the first time, many people were drunk, the distant flute sounded in the night sky, and many soldiers burst into tears... This scene was vivid in my mind.

Qin Mubai raised the teacup in front of his mouth and stopped. Completely fell into the music style.

The closing article is a typical sad song of lovesickness. Obviously, it depicts the family members who lean against the door and look forward to it, and they are worried about the soldiers who are fighting outside.

lingering, far-reaching, affectionate and strong.

Qin Mubai couldn't help casting his eyes on the demon's face. Under the soft candlelight, she can only count her beautiful face and distracted eyes, and she can never connect her with the beautiful country. However, the hot and sincere affection hidden under her elegance made her bright and touching.

If there is really a "bosom friend" in the world, Qin Mubai can be sure without hesitation that he is the friend of the demon. At least at this moment, he is.

He heard the continuous friendship contained in her song and silently watched with selfless selflessness. Maybe she has never looked up romantically and persistently under the cobweb in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, and told the Buddha about her full of wishes and infatuation. She is more like a dog-tailed grass that grows on the roadside and is inconspicuous or even a little humble. In summer, it dances with the wind and reflects the red flowers, and in winter, she sleeps in the snow and returns to the dust.

Her loneliness and arrogance, the wind doesn't listen, the flowers don't ask, Chang'an doesn't understand; her loneliness and persistence are always just buried deep in her heart, and have nothing to do with wind and snow.

When it was just a song, Qin Mubai understood her.

At this time, there was a sudden silence around. The large-scale songs and dances outside the Accord seem to have stopped. The high atmosphere of calling friends seemed to be cold in an instant, and the whole Qinxian Pavilion was actually quiet.

Everyone coincidentally looked at the inconspicuous room at the right corner of the second floor, which seemed a little shabby and incompatible with the whole luxury restaurant.

Look up.

"Okay--" Suddenly, a stormy wave of applause and applause broke out in the whole restaurant, which shocked the world inside and outside the building. People on the streets of the West City looked at it in surprise. They saw that many people who could not enter the Qinxian Pavilion stood under the west wall and stretched out their necks, looked up at the window with the pipa sound, and clapped their hands desperately. They were so intoxicated.

The crowd is almost boiling.

Qin Mubai gently put down the teacup and looked at the demon with a smile.

The demon's expression was a little cramped, blushing and his head lowered.

"You have surpassed me, demon." Qin Mubai smiled and said, "Did you hear that? I didn't see him, but the whole Chang'an cheered for you!"

The demon hugged the pipa in her arms, as if she was afraid that it would be snatched away. She gently bit her lips and said in her own voice, "Even if it can touch a city, what's the use? After all... I still can't touch the heart of God. Because I'm just a mortal."

Qin Mubai looked at the demon and squinted and smiled.

At this moment in his eyes, the demon with slightly red eyes and gray pupils was more touching than the drunken noble concubine who drank with the immortals outside the building.

Sparrow becomes a phoenix?

Such a thing is not just a legend.