Chapter 217 A song of love, dance again

On the third day of November of the first year of Xianheng, the first snow of this winter finally fell. It was not big, that is, it floated around dusk for a while, coating the earth with a layer of light white, but the sky suddenly became much colder and froze. The pedestrians in the streets and alleys were almost extinct. Even if there were, they could rub their hands and hurried home in a hurry. The traveler, the noise and prosperity of the past in the city of Yutan were actually stirred into desolation by this sudden cold life, but there is another scenery in the palace. However, listening to the music, there are endless light songs, graceful dances, and a school of songs and dances. All of this is only for the arrival of one person - Li Xian, the King of Tang Dynasty!

Li Xian arrived in Yutan before and after today's application. The reason why he arrived so late is not exactly the need for rest and recuperation, but Li Xian subconsciously is not willing to meet Fu Jianxiong, a cheap father-in-law. Although he knows that he can't avoid this barrier, he also knows that Fu Jianxiong plays an important role in the situation of the Tang Dynasty to stabilize Anxi. It works, but the awkwardness in my heart is not changed by my will. After dragging the mushrooms for a few days, I just arrived in the city of Yutan. This time, I was warmly invited into the palace by Fu Yaxiong. It was inevitable to receive the banquet.

In addition to receiving the wind and washing the dust, not only Li Xian, the main guest has to attend, but also Li Jinxing, Jiang Ye, Li He and other military generals. In addition, the big and small dignitaries on the Yutan side, the huge hall is full of people and lively, especially as soon as the wine is drunk, a group of killing men is even more happy. From time to time, he fought with Yutan's side to accompany guests and drank, which was also regarded as the joy of the host. The only thing that seemed to be incongruous was Li Xian himself. Even if Li Xian was always smiling and did not refuse the toast of others, he felt that it was obviously not integrated into such joy. Such a situation appeared. But it made Fu Yuxiong see it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

In Fu Yuxiong's view, the key to whether his Yuchi family can sit firmly in Han is Li Xian. If he really doesn't serve Li Xian well, the fun is not small. However, he is not familiar with Li Xian. In the case that he can't grasp Li Xian's pulse, he dares not do it randomly. After a few times of drinking, he saw Li Xian. Always indifferent, he had to play the last trump card - but when he saw Fu Yuxiong waving his hand and calling a close servant to his side, he whispered a few words, even though he saw the close attendant hurried into the apse.

"Zhang, Zheng, Zheng..."

As soon as a song and dance stopped, all the people in the hall were taking advantage of the fun to drink. There were a few strings, and the spirit of killing rose up, which attracted everyone's eyes in an instant. However, I don't know when I saw a figure sitting behind the bead curtain on the side of the hall. Although I couldn't see the face clearly, my figure was faintly discernable, and I didn't wait for the crowd. When people came to their senses, they heard that the sound of the strings suddenly turned into a hurry. The tragic atmosphere in the sound of killing rose loudly. Listening carefully, there was a national disaster, and the artistic conception of the oppression of the great enemy. A feeling of the same hatred for the enemy arose in the hearts of all people. However, the tune turned, and the sound of the strings was as soft as water, lingering and sad, just like a wife sending her husband to join the army. The confusion of reluctance makes people The heart is sad, and the sound of the string changes again. In the sound, the power of the battle array and the fierceness of the military affairs suddenly appear. In a moment, the sound of strings roars, like ten thousand horses galloping, and the scene of chasing and annihilating the remnant enemy is floating in everyone's hearts. It makes people's blood boil. It is stirring, and the sound of the string gradually stops. In the small and inaudible place, it is suddenly it is the sound of joy, like a hero. Triumph, thousands of people celebrate, the song is over, the hall is full of silence, only the lingering sound.

"Good song "From the Army, good!"

Others only felt that this song was exciting, but Li Xian, who was proficient in rhythm, heard all kinds of clues, and was deeply moved by this person's piano skills, and couldn't help but shouting.

"Okay, wonderful!"

"Wonderful, rare, rare!"

"Okay, okay!"

......

Since Li Xian has drunk, all the people in the hall dare not say anything. No matter whether they understand or not, at this moment, they can only shout loudly, and for a moment, the hall was full of applause.

"Your Highness is wrong. The little girl is ashamed. I don't know what your Highness think this song is good. Please give me some advice."

After the applause, a pleasant voice in the bead curtain sounded gently, and it seemed that Li Xian was coming to take the exam on the spot. As soon as he said this, he was stunned. Even Fu Zhaixiong was also a little dumbfounded. Did he have the intention to dissuade him? It was really inconvenient to do it in front of everyone. He had no choice but to shake his head with a wry smile and simply listen to it. Let it go.

What's better? This question is not easy to answer. Because the artistic conception in the piano song can only be understood, it is very difficult to say. If you really want to explain it clearly, it has to be an article from the boss. Obviously, it is not suitable to talk about it on such occasions. However, with this, it is difficult to beat the talented Li Xian.

"Lord, please borrow the piano."

Li Xian did not answer the woman's question directly, but arched his hand to Fu Yuxiong with a smile and made a request.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment, someone, pick up the guqin!"

Seeing that Li Xian seemed to intend to answer this question in a piano tone, Fu Zong was so interested. He nodded with a smile and raised his tone and ordered. The attendants who were waiting beside him hurried to pick up a guqin and put it on the children in front of Li Xian.

"Good piano!"

As soon as Li Xian saw this guqin, it was dark and simple and generous. Obviously, it was not a modern thing. He gently dialed a few times, and a series of crisp sounds jingled, and the sound was condensed and did not disperse. He couldn't help shouting. After that, he didn't care how others reacted. He sat up straight and stroked his hands on the piano. A song "From the Army" has suddenly sounded.

"I don't see you, the end of the Han army, the weak crown capt capt please. Don't you see that the class is far away, and the unique light horse urges the battle. The man should be in serious danger. How can he let the Confucian crown mislead this life..."

Li Xian played and sang while singing. His voice was not so beautiful, but it was better than the vigorous. The singing was full of ambition and excitement. Although the Tang generals in the hall had never heard this word, they hummed with the beats one after another. The sound was getting higher and higher. At the end, they stood up together. He roared and made the strongest sound.

In the excitement of the song, the bead curtain moved, and a thin figure flashed out from the inside. However, I saw that this woman was dressed in white and had a thin veil on her face. She couldn't see her true face clearly, but a pair of blue eyes were as deep as the sea. Between the two willow leaves and eyebrows, she was heroic, holding a three-foot green peak in her hand. As soon as she moved, she had been The song dances, and the sword light is full of time, the waist is as soft as willow branches, the water sleeves flutters like a fairy, the movement is like thunder, and the quietness is like a virgin. It is really a dance in all directions, like a nine sunset, as delicate as the emperors, like thunder and a thunder, just like a river and a sea condensed clear light.

"Okay, Your Highness is powerful!"

"Your Highness, it's wonderful!"

"It's better to sing and dance!"

......

In a moment, the song and the dance also stopped. Jiang Ye and others were all people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic. They could make a lot of noise, shouting, slattering their feet, and roaring.

"Is this answer satisfactory?"

Li Xian ignored the noise of the generals. He just stroked the strings, looked at the woman in white standing with a sword with a smile, and asked indifferently.

"Your Highness has a good piano, good music, good ambition, my concubine is impressed, and let me dance for Your Highness again."

The woman in white held a sword to Li Xianfu and answered, and then stood up straight. With a smile, she immediately turned into the bead curtain. For a moment, the music gradually rose. The bead curtain trembled, a shadow floated out with a pipa in her hand. The two water sleeves fluttered, and the veil was swirling down. On the ground, a beautiful face was revealed. There was no flaw in the white jade-like melon seed face. The tall nose bridge with a fresh cherry mouth gave people a stunning beauty. Not to mention that others were dumbfounded, even Li Xian, who was used to beauty, was also dazzled for a while.

"The greens are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Yi people, on the side of the water, trace back to it, and the road is long. Travel back to it, just like in the middle of the water..."

The woman in white did not care about the amazing eyes of others at all. She danced with the music and sang while dancing, which was different from the previous sword dance as fierce as a fire. At this time, the dance showed the woman's softness and euphemism. On one side, the tenderness was infinite. At the sight, the heart of love and compassion couldn't help but rise, and In the drum and dance, the beautiful woman has arrived in front of Li Xianxi. In the last turn, she raised her bare hand gently and took the opportunity to copy a wine bottle in her hand. At the end of the song, it happened to be the posture of serving wine.

"Your Highness, please drink this bottle."

The woman in white did not hide her love for Li Xian at all. A pair of big blue eyes looked at Li Xian without blinking, and her red lips opened gently and said crisply.

"Ah, okay, lonely, just drink alone."

Although Li Xian has never lacked female popularity, in fact, he is always passive emotionally. At this time, his old face couldn't help but turn red when he was made by the woman in white. Some of them stood up at a loss and rubbed their hands awkwardly. Some of them didn't know how to deal with it. Then they looked at the woman in white. Finally, she persisted and had no choice but to stammer and reply. She reached out to pick up the wine bottle in the woman's hand. With a gentle touch of her fingers, the woman in white looked like an electric shock. Her body trembled and her heart panicked. The previous courage to toast suddenly faded away, and her face turned red and twisted her thin willow waist. With a soft shout, the man ran back to the bead curtain as if he had escaped.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

"Drink, Your Highness, drink quickly..."

"Hahaha, Your Highness is blushing!"

......

When the generals of the Tang Dynasty saw this, they were all afraid that the world would make trouble. At that time, they made Li Xian blush, but there was nothing they could do with these guys. They had no choice but to look up and drink all the bottle of wine, which immediately caused a loud noise...