Chapter 24 The cuckoo doesn't croak

"The visitor is a guest, and Princess Qinghe, why are you in a hurry to leave?" Duguyu wore a long blue dress with pure white thin Qiu and slowly walked from the side road next to the yard to the middle.

Ling Yue looked sideways slightly: "I'm afraid I'll disturb this elegant flower banquet here."

"What is this? Everyone knows that Murong Lingyue is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and dance is unparalleled in the world. I am very grateful to you for being invited to come." Dugu Yu's beautiful face is more fresh and refined in the moonlight. Her exquisite and small facial features have the charm of not eating human fireworks, but the aggressive eyes make people feel that this woman is not as gentle and charming as she looks. Sure enough, it was what Ling Yue thought, and Duguyu's next words were obviously a little sarcastic: "I heard from the people in the palace say that you became a fool because you fell off the carriage, but today when you came with this strange instrument, you must be ready to present a song for the princes and nobles. Since you have been prepared, don't How about letting us see your piano skills?"

"Yes, since it's all prepared, isn't it a pity if you don't give a song? But I don't think that the strange instrument can play any good tune, it's just a pretentious performance. Zhu Chi said with oil on the fire.

When Li Rongrong saw that Duguyu and Zhu Chi were both helping themselves, she was suddenly a little confident: "Well, it's a princess. If it's hard to say, it's just a subjugated slave. How dare you be arrogant here."

Ouyang Wan turned his head slightly and lowered his voice and said to Xia Wuchen, who didn't know what he was thinking, "Is this Li Rongrong too much?"

"Exessive?" Xia Wuchen quietly looked at Ling Yue, and then landed his eyes on the misty teacup on the table. "In the final analysis, this flower banquet itself is a place to divide partisan forces, and it has nothing to do with too much."

"You are really heartless. Fortunately, you still like him."

Xia Wuchen gave Ouyang Wan a white eye: "If you talk nonsense again, I will throw you to the Ministry of Criminal Justice and let the old fox Mei Nianfa concoct you well."

Just as Xia Wuchen and Ouyang Wan whispered, Ling Yue turned around and took the old erhu from Liu Ye's hand and walked to the center of the courtyard at an extremely elegant pace: "Duguyu, since I'm the guest you invited, please prepare a stool for me."

After a while, the family took the stool to the courtyard. Ling Yue looked up at the cold moon hanging high in the sky and was quietly blooming its thousand-year-old luxury. The moonlight swayed like water, mixed with orange candlelight, leaving spots like water marks on the wall.

In everyone's waiting, the deep melody is euphemistic, and the deep melody is like a mountain spring winding from the valley, flowing slowly: "The heart is as cold as a spring, and the Xiaofeng blows the moon; in the world, the sweetness and bitterness are always like the moon shadow in the sky. Last night, there was no moon, sighing that the spring water drowned your heart; thinking that Xianyue once, it was miserable and sad. The fame and wealth are like smoke, and the flowers fall like a canopy. How many evil grievances have been met everywhere in this life; but there is no hatred, and it is still hatred after the vicissitudes of life. It can be complained that the moon is full and the rich family banquet, and the moon lacks the moon for half a lifetime of tenderness; the sparkling light carries beauty, and the pink jade body is old. Looking at the moon and again, I don't know that there is a wonder in the world; I only ask the haggard and loss of the wind and the moon, how can I feel sorry for people who are starving to death; now I have tears under the moon, and there is no place to find in the spring; after years of past events, it is difficult to say a few words, the moon is curved and the spring is empty, and there is no way to heaven and earth. Who has pity on my menstruation, wind and rain, the wind and rain are staggering and the moon is hazy; looking up to the sky, it is difficult to see the moonlight, but when I bow my head, I feel that the spring is cold; spring is cold and summer is cold, autumn and winter are also cold; when the spring is cold, I don't know the world is sick,"

Ling Yue closed her eyes, and what came to her mind was the blind man who fucked the erhu and saw all kinds of things in the world. Although she has felt that it is extremely wonderful to sit in the magnificent hall and play the piano since she was a child. But when she was ten years old, when she overheard the song pulled by an old man by the roadside, hot tears fell down without warning. She didn't know why she cried or the song the old man played at that time, but after that, Ling Yue learned erhu and learned it for ten years, but from beginning to end, she only played one song, the song that made her cry when she was ten years old - "Erquan Yingyue".

When everyone was immersed in the slowly flowing tune and had not recovered, they only listened to the melody suddenly change and rose up and down in an unstoppable posture: "Moon cold has not solved the old and poverty; it has always been the ups and downs of good and evil. The clear light pierced the moon cloud, and the sorrow fell to the ground, and the wind and rain blew away. In ancient and modern times, the same dung covers the sadness. The sound of the spring hits the sky, and the water passes away and comes back to life; people want a round of always fullness, and a hundred years of people are different and months are the same; Pan does not distinguish Huangquan Wonderland. The defeated Liu Canhong can soar, leave a day of hatred, and see through the old and dead heart.

After Qu Bi, Ling Yue slowly opened her eyes with tears in her eyes. She looked up and tried not to let herself cry. For a long time, Ling Yue slowly stood up and found that everyone looked at her quietly, and her eyes had changed from contempt to pity. It was precisely this kind of pity that made her angry. Xia Wuchen, sitting not far away, noticed a slight change in the expression on Ling Yue's face and knew that the exotic princess was angry. Unlike the previous arrogance and arrogance, it was a very dangerous anger.

"Wonderful." Duguyu patted the jade hand to show her praise for Ling Yue's piano art, "I didn't expect that there would be such a wonderful song in the world. I don't know what the name of this song is, but it has a reason?"

Ling Yue did not answer Duguyu's words, but looked at her coldly.

In the awkward silence, Xia Wuchen said lightly, "The spring is cold, and the moon is cold. Looking at all the world with cold eyes, this song is really unique."

Ling Yue looked sideways at Xia Wuchen in a thin ink cloud long shirt, and suddenly seemed that something was throbbing in her heart. Xia Wuchen also looked at Ling Yue with clear eyes. Somehow, he felt that the woman in front of him was like the cold moon hanging in the night sky, sometimes cold and sometimes surprising. But more often, it is a cloudy and sunny circle that people can't figure out.

Just as the two looked at each other, Ouyang Wan pretended to cough a few times: "Cough, when do you two want to see? I want to go back to the palace and take my time to see enough.

Ling Yue and Xia Wuchen looked away at the same time. In order to alleviate the adverse impact of Ouyang Wan's words, Xia Wuchen smiled dumbly: "It's the first time I've heard such a beautiful song, hey..."

"Can I ask you a question?" Ling Yue took a few steps closer.

Out of courtesy, Xia Wuchen also stood up: "Princess, please."

"How about if the cuckoo doesn't slew?" Ling Yue once asked Xia Kang about this question. Xia Kang's answer was to wait, but at this moment, Ling Yue was eager to know how the seemingly light seventh prince would answer.

"Tease it, wait, kill it." The light wave swayed, and Xia Wuchen said quietly, "If the cuckoo doesn't cry, I will try my best to tease it. If there is no way to tease it, then I will wait until the day it crows, but during this period I will give it three things."

"Which three things?"

Iron whip, hammer and dagger. If you don't tame it, use an iron whip, and if it doesn't work, use a hammer. If even the hammer is useless, it's useless to keep it. It's better to kill it with a dagger.

Ling Yue smiled and said, "Fortunately you are not a woman."

"The seventh highness of our family is a dignified man. How can he be a woman?" Ouyang muttered.

No one knows that Xia Wuchen's answer is the same as the woman who ascended the throne.