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- Chapter 212 Flying Star
Xiao Yuesheng's spiritual thoughts have never left their side. The scene in the Royal Medicine Courtyard, the five offerings of the Royal Medicine and every move of Su Muxi are all under his observation.
Although he is brave and fearless, after all, it is medicine dedicated to the Queen Mother. If someone really tampered with it, it would be a heinous crime and irreparable. It is completely different from his refusal to obey the imperial edict now. Even if he Although he was not afraid, it would be difficult to get close to Lizong, let alone influence him in a subtle way. This would go against his original wish.
Under the observation of his spiritual mind, the Royal Medicine Academy tested the medicine and carefully interrogated Xin Lengchen, who was in high spirits, and asked him to speak out his feelings without missing a beat.
It was proved that the elixir had no effect, so several people escorted her back to Cifu Palace at the same time, so that the Empress Dowager Yang, who was dying of illness, could take it.
"Brother-in-law, that piece of Fei Xing Yin is too difficult. I'm afraid I won't be able to play it!" Gu Lengqin sat in front of the wooden table in the center of the painting pavilion. Her posture was extremely elegant and demure. At this time, she raised her catkins and pressed the buttons again. Returning to the piano, he turned around and shook his head at Xiao Yuesheng behind him.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled. He held the steaming tea cup in his hand, closed the lid, put it back on the bench beside his legs, and said with a smile: "Come and listen to the music before talking."
He was able to do two things at once with ease. His mind was observing everything in the palace, and he was still talking and laughing as usual, and the women beside him were completely unaware of it.
They finished the snowball fight, each dripping with sweat. They went back to their houses to change clothes, and then went to enjoy the snow and flowers in the exquisite painting pavilion among the flowers.
Third sister Shen played the flute, Guan Panpan made tea, Gu Leng played the piano, and Cui Xueyu sang, chatting and having fun. Ordinary people would see them alone but not like them, but around Xiao Yuesheng, all the flowers in Lin'an gathered together. Enjoying their beauty up close is the ultimate pleasure.
"Leng Qin, let's give it another try!" Sanjie Shen, whose Yuxiao had been leaning on Tankou, sat next to Gu Lengqin. After hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, she turned sideways and nodded to Gu Lengqin, wanting to give it a try.
"Flying Star" is a piece of music passed down to the two of them by Xiao Yuesheng. It is extremely beautiful and moving, but this piece of music is too difficult and profound. Gongshangjiao Zhengyu has great ups and downs and is so majestic and strange that ordinary people can play it.
So he compromised and asked Shen Sanjie and Gu Lengqin to play together, thus reducing the difficulty by half.
Even though Sanjie Shen and Gu Lengqin have extremely superb musical attainments, even if the difficulty is reduced by half, they still cannot play the Feixing Yin completely.
Although Xiao Yuesheng cannot compose poems or lyrics, he can compose some music. She was quite competent, and some of the music scores played by the girls at Guanlan Villa were improvised by Xiao Yuesheng.
Although this song Feixingyin is difficult to play, it was deliberately done by Xiao Yuesheng. If Third Sister Shen and Gu Lengqin could not pass this level, they would not be able to pass it.
????????? Then he will also give up his desire to perfect, and he will no longer be able to play the small flying star, and they will not have the opportunity to see musical skills such as the Demonic Song.
Besides. This piece of Feixingyin has other mysteries, and it contains extremely brilliant internal skills. When they are completely immersed in the music score, the energy flowing in the body will gradually move with it, and it will automatically circulate without knowing it, and it will be in harmony with the meditation. There are different styles but the same purpose.
Gu Lengqin closed her eyes slightly, took two deep breaths, and then mixed her breath evenly.
After completely calming down, Fang raised his jade hands hanging on both sides, and gently plucked the slender green-white jade fingers, soft and nimble. The sound of the cong-cong piano rose slowly, flowing like spring water, and like a clear spring in a deep valley, tapping the smooth surface. of stones. Makes a crisp sound.
It is pleasant and refreshing, making people feel refreshed. All worries are gone.
Third Sister Shen also closed her eyes slightly and slowly raised the white jade flute to the sandalwood mouth. As the fragrance came out of her mouth, the long and ethereal flute sound came from nowhere. Unknowingly, it sounded in everyone's ears, and the faint sound of the cong cong was heard. The sound of the piano quickly merged into one.
The sound of the cong and the faint sound of the flute are like the warp and weft threads of weaving. One horizontal and one vertical, they together stretch a clear and spiritual picture in front of everyone's eyes.
In Cifu Palace, beast smoke curled up, and there was no sound in the palace. The gorgeous silk curtains were motionless, like an empty palace with no one around.
The apricot-yellow silk bed curtains were draped in golden hooks on both sides. Empress Dowager Yang, who was lying quietly on the phoenix couch, had sunken eyes. Her face was pale and bloodless, and her hair was a bit whiter than the lace hair on her pillow. She frowned. She frowned tightly, showing the wrinkles on her forehead, and it was difficult to tell that she was the most elegant woman in the harem back then.
At this time, her pale, paper-like face gradually gained a bit of color, and was no longer as ugly as it was at the beginning. At this time, it took about a cup of tea to take the elixir of creation.
Lizong sat in front of the couch, with Concubine Jia sitting next to her. She was dressed in a simple and elegant Yue White House dress, quiet and dignified. Her soft, snow-white hand held Empress Dowager Yang's skinny hand, and she stared at Empress Dowager Yang's face.
When the two of them saw Queen Mother Yang reacting like this, they were both overjoyed.Zong hurriedly turned around and waved, stood up, and signaled Cheng Gaoyang, who was standing behind him and the leader of the five worshipers in the Royal Medicine Institute, to come over and help the Queen Mother to diagnose her pulse.
Concubine Jia also stood up and looked at Mrs. Yang and took a few steps back.
Cheng Gaoyang quietly approached the couch and sat on the embroidered pier where Lizong had sat. He just sat on the edge of the embroidered pier and stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse without any taboo.
He is an old man who has lived through three dynasties. He has a special status and does not have to hang a silk thread to diagnose the pulse or touch the phoenix body like ordinary imperial doctors.
After closing his eyes and concentrating for a moment, Cheng Gaoyang slowly opened his eyes, smiled and stroked his silver beard, slowly put down Empress Dowager Yang's skinny hand, carefully covered her with a brocade quilt, stood up and whispered to Lizong who was standing behind him. He said: "The pulse is gradually becoming calmer and strongerit seems that the Queen Mother is no longer in danger of her life!"
Lizong nodded, looked at Empress Dowager Yang whose brows were gradually relaxing with a happy expression, and whispered: "It seems that the Fortune Pill is indeed effective!"
Cheng Gaoyang nodded wordlessly and retreated behind Lizong. His red face had a complicated look on his face. He really didn't know what to say. Seeing that the Queen Mother was no longer in fear of her life and left the gate of hell, he was overjoyed and felt even more ashamed. The imperial medicine hospital's enshrinement was unable to save people, but they could only turn to the alchemists and Taoist priests for help. It was extremely incompetent!
Concubine Jia quietly sat back beside Lizong, holding Empress Dowager Yang's skinny hand with her jade hand, quietly waiting for her to wake up.
"Well" A voice that sounded like gasping or moaning suddenly sounded, which seemed quite abrupt and very clear in the silent hall.
"Queen Mother!" Lizong was overjoyed and hurriedly stood up from the embroidered pier and leaned close to Empress Dowager Yang. Looking closely at her slowly opening eyes.
"Officialfamily?" Queen Mother Yang's voice was dry, her eyes were still confused, and she looked at the person in front of her with some confusion.
Her eyes are as deep as ancient pools. Although she is old, they still retain their brilliance. You can see how moving she was when she was young.
"Don't worry, Queen Mother, you have taken the elixir. You will recover soon!" Lizong held Empress Dowager Yang's skinny hand tightly and said warmly.
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡ Your Majesty, there¡¯s no need to lie to me, I know my own health!¡ I¡¯m already old, and it¡¯s time to see your father!¡±
Queen Mother Yang raised the corners of her mouth, smiled weakly, and said lightly, with a sense of detachment in her tone. There was no hint of fear.
"Mother!" Lizong hurriedly interrupted her, shouted loudly and reproachfully, then lowered his voice and said warmly: "How dare I deceive you?! Who cured Lianrou's illness? , does the Queen Mother know?"
Although Princess Lianrou has a delicate constitution. She was terminally ill, but she was favored by Empress Dowager Yang. When she heard that her illness was cured, she was happy for a while.
Seeing Empress Dowager Yang nodding lightly.
With a smile on his face, Lizong said hurriedly: "Jia Sidao, the brother of the involved person, when I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the person was already dead and had died. I asked Mr. Zixu to take action, but he was still killed. Rescued!Mr. Zixu's magical power, the queen should know about it!The son has already begged a magic elixir from Mr. Zixu!"
"Oh?It's him!" Queen Mother Yang nodded slowly. The deep pool-like eyes gradually regained their vitality, and vitality gradually appeared.
After Princess Lianrou's exaggeration, the image of Wang Zixu has penetrated deeply into the heart of Empress Dowager Yang. However, due to the rules of the palace, she is not allowed to receive foreign ministers, so she has never had the opportunity to meet this fairy-like figure.
She originally wanted to meet him, but the admonishers at the Yushitai impeached him and falsely labeled the prince as a "demon" and a "demon". Of course she can't do whatever she wants. I kept sighing secretly that it was a pity, but I didn't expect that this time he would be the one to save me.
at this time. She gradually felt that her belly was warm and comfortable, as if a heater was placed in her belly.
The limbs and bones were gradually surrounded by this melting water, feeling indescribably soft and comfortable, as if they were immersed in warm water.
Seeing Queen Mother Yang squinting her eyes and saying nothing, Lizong asked with some worry: "Queen Mother, how do you feel?"
"It's very comfortable!" Queen Mother Yang still squinted her eyes slightly, feeling the warmth and softness all over her body. She had never tasted this kind of complete relaxation.
Seeing that Queen Mother Yang¡¯s rosy complexion had returned to normal, and her voice had unknowingly become energetic, Concubine Jia smiled sweetly and said, ¡°It seems that the Good Fortune Pill has taken effect!¡±
Lizong nodded and looked at Empress Dowager Yang, who had her eyes slightly squinted and seemed to be sleeping, and relaxed physically and mentally.
Although Empress Dowager Yang was not his biological mother, she was nothing less than a gift to him. Her ability to sit on the throne had a lot to do with Empress Dowager Yang's support. When Du Zong died suddenly and left no edict to pass on the throne, Yang The Queen Mother directly announced in front of her soul that Lizong was promoted to the throne.? position.
"Guanjia, let Mr. Zixu come over, I want to thank him properly!" Queen Mother Yang, who seemed to be about to fall asleep, suddenly said, still closing her eyes slightly, as if she was immersed in a wonderful world.
"This" Lizong was stunned, a little dumb, and replied with a wry smile: "Queen Mother, Mr. Zixu has already left."
"He has already left Can the officials invite him over?" Empress Dowager Yang opened her eyes, her eyes that were originally like a deep pool became even more profound and moving, making Lizong unable to refuse.
Lizong¡¯s crown-like face still had a wry smile, he stretched his arms behind him and waved his hands.
Behind him, Su Muxi, the five enshrined monks in the Royal Medicine Courtyard, quietly exited the hall and waited in the side hall outside.
"Empress Dowager, my son has offended Mr. Zixu last time because of the Yushitai. Judging from his appearance, I'm afraid he has no intention of coming back." Lizong held the Queen Mother's hand, shook his head and sighed, with a look of dismay on his face. upset.
Lizong once again deeply realized the importance of Wang Zixu through the critical illness of Queen Mother Yang.
"Compared with his own life, the admonishing officials at Yushitai simply did not mention it directly, but he made a stupid move.
"Could he dare to resist the decree?" Empress Dowager Yang opened her eyes and frowned.
"To be honest with my mother, the imperial edict is of no use to him!" Lizong put down Empress Dowager Yang's hand, stroked his beard, and shook his head, still with a faint bitter smile on his face.
Empress Dowager Yang did not show any surprise, but just nodded, with a look of understanding on her face, and said warmly: "Elite people and strangers mostly rely on their talents and are arrogant. It is understandable that they do not obey orders. There is no need for officials to force it. Please take care of it." It is right to subjugate them with love."
"What the Queen Mother said is absolutely true. Although Mr. Zixu did not obey the imperial edict this time, he still sent the elixir. I am also very grateful!"
"My son should be like this. As the king of a country, you need to have an open mind to accept all rivers, and then the world's talents will gather in front of your tent!" Empress Dowager Yang was already full of energy at this time, and she was full of energy. She could not tell that she was just In front of a cup of tea, she was still a dying person.
"Okay, okay!" Xiao Yuesheng praised with a chuckle while stroking his palms. He was extremely satisfied with the two people, Gu Lengqin and Shen Sanjie, who were playing the violin with their jade hands and playing the jade flute slowly.
"Feixingyin", although the two of them were a little reluctant, they were barely able to sing it coherently. It only took less than a month, which is extremely rare. It can be seen that the two people's musical attainments are average.
Xiao Yuesheng's applause and admiration woke the others from their intoxication, and the clear and sweet praises kept pouring in to Third Sister Shen and Gu Lengqin.
Only Xie Xiaolan had a thoughtful expression, as if she was thinking carefully. When Xiao Yuesheng was passed on to Shen and Gu, he had already learned the flying star guide and tried playing it, but he couldn't get it out.
The deeper her internal strength is, the greater her resistance to Feixing Yin will be. It is more difficult to learn than Third Sister Shen and Gu Lengqin.
Xiao Yuesheng has told Xie Xiaolan not to try to play Feixing Yin again. Feixing Yin must be played by someone who has never practiced martial arts. If not, it may go astray and become a demon, and the inner strength will be exhausted. In the worst case, life may be in danger.
Xie Xiaolan has felt that the song Feixingyin seems to have a confusing effect on the mind, making people indulge in the beauty of Feixingyin, but there is nothing unusual about it, as if they are having a dream. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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