Chapter 50: Forty-nine

forty nine
The gradually hot summer day added a bit of restlessness to Yuanzhou City. The spring breeze once stood on the moat, but the summer breeze blowing from the river showed a different coolness.
Zhong Lishuo was wearing a thin blue shirt, tied with the same doomsdays as before, and led the young son Su He into the spring breeze once and for all.
"Aju." As soon as he got started, Zhong Lishuo saw Lin Mengdie who had been waiting downstairs for a long time. Zhong Lishuo bowed and saluted, and smiled: "Mr. Lin." Su He followed her with a graceful gesture, which was not the same shyness half a month ago.
Zhongli Shuo, a typical Yuanzhou nobleman, was teaching around him, and Su He quickly adapted to life in Yuanzhou. The so-called preaching by example is true.
Su Hexing gave a gift, and Lin Mengdie's eyes fell on him. It was like Lin Mengdie who saw Su He, and quickly bowed down, and met him with a gift: "I have seen my son."
"Is Shizi also interested in Quyi?" Lin Mengdie said casually, walking in front of them and taking the two of them to the third floor.
"Today's son, I have come to listen to the music of the gentleman." Zhong Lishuo led Su He, and behind them, Batul Randan, who had been guarding Su He, led a group of warriors to follow.
Zhong Lishuo said so, Yang asked with a smile, "Mr. Who are you?"
"You are the first one to come. Stay upstairs for a while, and we can start when the guests arrive." Lin Mengdie said, and led Zhong Lishuo to sit on a corner of the third floor lobby, Saying: "You and Seiko are sitting here. There are many nobles here today, and you can only arrange this."
Zhong Lishuo nodded and said, "I save it."
She said, Lin Mengdie told her a few more words, turned and went downstairs to receive guests again.
The third floor of Chunfeng once was mostly a place for dignitaries to hold banquets. Zhong Lishuo looked at the layout of the three floors, and saw that the rest of the place was elevated two steps except the entrance, and the low table was laid.跽 Guests sitting at the low table can look down at the vacant table in the center and take in everything they want to see.
This pattern is the same as that of the Jinguang Pavilion where foreign guests are banqueted in the palace. Zhong Lishuo was sitting in front of the case, waiting for Su Hejing's arrival.
After a while, everyone who was going to the appointment went upstairs one by one, and sat in their place under the guidance of the waiters in the building. Zhong Lishuo's position is not eye-catching, and the people who came came to talk to people they knew. Zhong Lishuo, who is not prominent among the crowd, quietly listened to them chatting, and guessed their identities one by one through their words.
This is really an interesting thing. The famous songwriters in Qing Dynasty, Zhong Lishuo are more or less familiar with their works. Looking at their faces at this moment thinking about the bold and free or tender and passionate in their music, there is a kind of unspeakable feeling.
Su Heduan sat next to Zhong Lishuo, saw a group of them chatting lively, looked up at Zhong Lishuo, and asked, "Aki, when will it start?"
"You have to wait for people to come together." Zhong Lishuo said, looking at Shizi, and looked at the enthusiastic people over there, saying: "Suppose I introduce these people . "
She said, and together with Su He, those who were recognized by her.
Not many people participated in this disclosure. They were all folks who loved Quyi. Only when the waiter read the name of King Yunzhong, Zhong Lishuo was slightly surprised. When will Miki come on such an occasion?
Thinking about it this way, I saw a young man in a white robe wearing a half-bundled jade crown, with long hair scattered behind his head, slowly coming up from the stairs. When he appeared, everyone in the room stood up and met with King Yunzhong.
The King of Clouds responded with a smile, and said with a smile: "You don't need to be polite. Today I and you are all listeners." He said, as Lin Mengdie went to the chairman together.
In the cloud, Wang Fengzi was elegant and slowly moved towards his position, but the light from the corner of his eyes fell around. When the sight of Zhong Lishuo's figure swept, he stepped a little, and turned his eyes on Zhong Lishuo, who was sitting in the corner.
Zhong Limu's gaze shifted, and he set his sight on Su He, who was short of Zhong Lishuo's shoulders, and smiled, "Is Shizi here?"
With Zhong Zhong's departure from the curtain, everyone's eyes fell on Su He. The young North Korean proton actually appeared on such occasions, which really made everyone curious about these non-political arts. Su He felt the glances around him, some uncomfortably wanted to move backwards. Zhong Lishuo noticed his little movement, reached out his hand against his waist, and gave a hand.
It seems that it is such a little support, but it has given Su He, who is so crowded, with great courage. He straightened his pole, raised a serious face, and said, "I've seen King Yunzhong. I heard that there is a sound of Qing Guo here today, so I followed."
His immature voice was very powerful, Zhong Li curtain was slightly frightened, and then he chuckled: "So, today Shizi is also a listener. Shizi has such thoughts and wants to come and live well in Yuanzhou, so good."
It is indeed the best way to integrate into the literati and writers.
Zhong Li curtain fell, and set his sight on Zhong Lishuo. It seemed that he had noticed this, and Zhong Lishuo looked back and nodded with him, saying hello. Knowing that the other party had noticed that his bell was leaving the curtain, somehow he felt happy. He wanted to say something more, and remembering today's occasion, he was not good enough to stop.
When everyone was seated, Mr. Cheng Wen, who was in charge of the disclosure meeting, stood in the pavilion and addressed the crowd, saying, "Everyone gathers once a year in the spring breeze. This year is still the same as in previous years. You all come up with your own new songs to evaluate. Then in accordance with the rules, let Mr. Sun come first. "
"Come here." Mr. Sun came to the hall holding his pipa and said: "Old and consciously this song is my best work in recent years, I will give you a lot of fun." After finishing, Sun The gentleman also snorted and sat cross-legged holding the lute.
The fingertips fell on the strings, and the moving melody overflowed from the lute. Needless to say, the disclosure will begin in this song.
The so-called disclosure meeting is just a banquet for Yuanzhou City and other Quyi people gathered together. Every spring and summer, these talented people will gather together in the spring breeze for a while, playing their latest tunes for each other.
It was just a small party started for fun, but never wanted to continue for many years. Lin Mengdie joined the disclosure meeting only two years ago. At this moment he deliberately sat beside Zhong Lishuo and said: "This disclosure meeting is not only the song of Emperor Zhaodi, but also everyone's new works. "
"Um." Zhong Lishuo nodded, listening all the way, his fingers fell on his lap and beating gently, moved by these wonderful voices.
This is a song dedication conference, and also a meeting of confidantes. After Mr. Sun's song, Zhong Lishuo saw everyone speaking, pointing out the meaning of the song. Zhong Lishuo likes this kind of atmosphere very much, but because of her status, she didn't intervene, and only listened to everyone's opinions.
Zhong Lishuo thought that if she had a chance in the future, she would also like to take part in the disclosure meeting.
After Mr. Sun's music, one gentleman started playing the piano. The gentleman's original style is magnificent, but this new song is lingering.
After the song, everyone on the table said that the people who played the piano were still thinking about spring. Mr. Tanqin snorted, saying that he was still in the spring, and returned to the table holding the qin.
The atmosphere was getting stronger. By the time of Lin Mengdie, it was the last song, and the atmosphere reached its peak.
I had greeted everyone before and said that the song was a pleasant surprise, Lin Mengdie was invited by everyone. Lin Mengdie smiled and said a little in the laughter: "Don't worry, just come."
He said, holding shakuhachi in his hand, and left the seat.
Lin Mengdie was sitting in the crowd, holding the shakuhachi to her lips, and a whisper sounded quietly.
It was as if on a clear afternoon, the breeze was blowing, and a young teenager stood in the sun, blowing a farewell song by the river.
He seemed to be talking about all the things worth remembering in every ordinary day. Tell the listener that everything is fine for her, but she will miss you after leaving.
Shallow, warm, with a sorrow.
Zhong Limu's time was caught by this warm shakuhachi, and time seemed to return to the palace in the cloud in his ten years.
The boy taller than him stood in the sun, watching the clear sky playing this tune, as if looking at a distant place that could never go back. This song has been heard countless times when Zhong Li was still young. Zhong Lishuo once played countless tunes in his ear, and now it sounds in his ear again.
He remembered the appearance of Zhong Lishuo playing, and now looking at Lin Mengdie on the stage, tears overflowed his eyes unconsciously. It's not just Zhongli Curtain, everyone who is immersed in the song is moving and thinking about the parting of the song. In the repetitive melody, in the gradual tune, this piece came to an end without knowing it.
After Lin Mengdie finished the song, Zhong Lishuo, who had obtained a confidant, sighed, and could not help but applaud him. Everyone is still immersed in the warm and sad charm of this song, but a soft question was asked from the audience: "Where did Mr. Lin get this song?"
For unknown reasons, everyone looked at the questioning bell from the curtain and wondered, wasn't this song done by Lin Mengdie? They thought this way, but saw that Yun Zhongwang's face, which had always been romantic and handsome, became rare and serious.
The author has something to say: 好像 I seem to have been closer for one month in a row. For my hard work, can the cutie give me two points.
(Actually, I've been in a bad state recently, but I can barely change it.) 2k novel reading network