Chapter 43: Xiao Lebai

Everything in front of me seems to have slowed down, everything seems to fall into nothingness, only the sound of the piano is real, with soothing joy, with cleansing purity.
All this is brought about by the sound of the piano.
The durian ended in one song, but no one noticed that the sound of the piano had stopped, and people's minds were still immersed in the music. They had never heard such a music that soaked their souls.
Durian got up, bowed to the crowd under the high platform, then turned and slightly bowed towards Xiao Lebai on the side of the high platform, then he walked slowly down the high platform.
Then, applause sounded behind him.
Then, someone began to whisper about, who is this boy? He was originally standing in front of Yama's wooden shed, so he is Yama's person? When did a demon king like the emperor get such a pure lotus attendant?
Xiao Lebai sat in an inconspicuous place on the side of the high platform. He was dressed in a snow-colored shirt, with silver patterns embroidered on the neckline and cuffs, and an aquamarine jade pendant hanging from his waist. There was wind on the high platform, and the snow-colored clothes danced like clouds.
He looks very good-looking, this kind of good-looking does not mean his appearance. To say that his appearance is not so good, he has long eyebrows and thin eyebrows, a straight nose and a broad mouth, barely called mediocre, not stunning, nor annoying.
This good-looking refers to his temperament, he is proud, gentle, bright as the moon, and elegant as the wind.
There is always a gentle smile in his slender eyes.
However, such Xiao Lebai refers to his sober state, which is rarely seen by ordinary people. Just because he is rarely sober, because he is addicted to alcohol like his life, and is a veritable alcoholic.
Where there is wine, there may not be Xiao Lebai, but where there is Xiao Lebai, there must be good wine.
He always carries a wine gourd with him, and there is always good wine in the gourd. He is not drunk crazy when he is drunk, but composes music, plays music, and composes poetry.
The few popular songs he made were all composed by him while drunk.
Dayu people are so happy, so happy today. He doesn't care about his loneliness and pride, nor his alcoholism, but adds to his grace.
At present, the court ritual music is controlled by Taichang Temple, which is divided into two workshops, namely Si Le Fang and Si Wu Fang. Silefang is divided into the music club, the drum club, the music club, and the drum rack club. There are 1,500 musicians.
Xiao Lebai is the head of Silefang, the fourth grade official residence.
At this moment, he was holding an exquisite wine gourd in his hand, squinting a pair of durians as he walked down the stage. He looked up and drank the wine in the wine gourd, and there was a little drunk in his sober eyes. The temperament is no longer gentle and windy, but a little more arrogant and arrogant.
He followed the durian with a slightly sullen gaze, and saw a shadow of a figure sitting in Yan Yu's wooden shed.
The figure was dressed in a red dress, just like the unexpected Xia Cai in the sky, more gorgeous than the rouge plum blossoms on the branches. Xiao Lebai's gaze stayed on the figure for a moment, slowly raised the wine gourd, and took a sip of strong wine on his back.
"Good wine!" he said slowly.
"Da Si Le, please also discuss with the musicians about the one who won the first place in the end." Lijing Mansion Yin Menghuai asked.
In Meng Huai's eyes, Xiao Lebai, the music official, was undoubtedly making some extravagant pleasure all day long to win the emperor's favor. He was expensive because of favor, and he was undoubtedly a jester. But this jester has no intention to be the one who can most speculate about the holy will.
At the moment, there are three people who are most promising to win the first place, one is Su Wanxiang, the other is Princess Zhaoping, and the really powerful young man who came out of the Hades' shed that Hengkong killed.
Who can come to the top? Meng is really grateful that this problem has nothing to do with him.
Xiao Lebai held the wine gourd, pointed at the musicians behind him, with a bit of drunkenness, and said slowly: "Miss Su is exquisite in piano skills, and Princess Zhaoping's flute sounds are moving, but they are not as good as the music of that young man. His music should wash people's hearts in this way. "People are drunk, but they are not drunk. There is no hesitation. He ordered the durian that played the best.
Naturally, the rest of the musicians only looked at Xiao Le's white horse.
Since then, the annual Snow Praying Festival has come to an end, and the winner is the durian, which is unknown in the field.
At this moment, people have learned that durian is Qin Jiu's attendant, and the attendant's piano skills are already like this, so I don't know how high the master's piano skill is? It's just a pity that I have never heard of it.
Although Yan Yu had already expected that if the demon girl's attendant had no real talents, the demon girl would not let him go out to show off. But he really didn't expect that this kid's piano skills are so high, it seems that the four masters, I am afraid they will change again.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise, without a trace of anger on his face, and even the smile on the corners of his lips deepened.
"It's worthy of being Jiuye's attendant. The training is really excellent. This king has been wondering why the Jiuye finds a boy who has no power to bind the chicken to serve as an attendant. But it turns out that he still has such a magical effect. Be pampered."
Durian won.
If it wasn't for Qin Jiu who insisted that he win, he definitely didn't intend to win.
At this time, he was feeling guilty and felt sorry for Miss Su and Princess Zhaoping. Hearing what Yan Yu said, he felt that he had described himself as Qin Jiu's male favorite, and he was even more unhappy, and said in a low voice, "I was not trained by her."
Yan Yu smiled calmly and said, "Presumably Jiuye's piano skill is higher."
"The prince's guess was wrong. I only listen to music, not play." Qin Jiu said lightly, "Isn't the prince annoyed? My Lian'er defeated the prince's beloved."
Yan Yu smiled faintly, a pair of drunk and non-drunk eyes gleaming brightly, "Ms. Su is a person with indifferent heart. It will be annoying." He squinted his eyes and finished, his thin lips twitched lightly, a bewildering smile.
"It turns out that the prince and Miss Su have the same heart. So, the prince should consider my talents carefully. The prince and Miss Su are truly a perfect match. Don't miss it. I have disturbed the prince for a long time today, so let's leave." Qin Jiu pursed his lips. Smiled, got up and said goodbye.
After Qin Jiu got up, Yan Yu arbitrarily stretched out his arms and stretched the pillow behind his head, lazily raised his eyelashes and looked at Qin Jiu's back, with a graceful smile on the corners of his lips, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He said, "Jiuye go slowly! This king still thinks that the two of us are the perfect match, please consider it seriously."
Qin Jiu looked back and smiled and said, "I must consider it seriously, and I also ask the prince to consider it seriously."
She walked out of the wooden shed slowly, she knew that Yan Yu would look for him sooner or later.