Shantou Mountain after the snow is the favorite of many people. The disciples of the mountain owners usually put on the top. In fact, most of them are young people in their twenties and twentys. Qin Chuan came all the way and could not see dozens of snowmen, many of which were strangely piled up and could not guess what.
There was a snowman in it but he did it very well, his waist was slim, and his shoulders were thin. Although the man who made it did not sculpt the facial features, he already showed his graceful attitude.
Qin Chuan stretched his neck and looked back frequently. He was suddenly hit by something in the back of his head. The cold snow water was flowing down his neck, and she was trembling with a cry.
“Keep up, what are you looking at everywhere?”
Fu Jiuyun beckoned in front of him, and he also pinched a snowball in his hand, striking her head. Qin Chuan secretly gritted his teeth, followed by a small broken step, and smiled and explained: “Master, look at that snowman … that’s really pretty.”
Fu Jiuyun smiled and said, “I can’t see you as a little handyman. He has a good eye.” He looked at the snowman and looked back at Qin Chuan. He looked up and down again and said, “That’s what I did. “
Qin Chuan exclaimed: “It turned out to be done by an adult! The little one said that the snow piling technique is not something that ordinary people can do. Placing a snowman can make the taste of a country with heavenly fragrance. Master Yunyun is good! That snowman has no facial features, is the adult not finished yet? “
Fu Jiuyun didn’t answer immediately, glanced at her lightly, and after a moment, said: “Beauty is really illusory, so far I haven’t seen her true face. Simply let her be a faceless person.”
Qin Chuan seemed to be unaware, and nodded and said yes. For a time, the two were speechless. They walked across a small garden with snow, and the sound of silk and bamboo floated in the face. The tune was only subtle and melodious, but it was melodious and gentle. The yearning intention, forget the bitter cold.
Qin Chuan seemed to be fascinated and muttered, “This is Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song …”
“You have some knowledge,” Fu Jiuyun carried his hands on his back and stepped forward. “The Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song is a group dance song performed by the master of the Eastern Great Yan Guo Musician. With a pipa, I wonder how many amazing dancers are in the world. “
Qin Chuan grinned twice with his lips in his mouth, and said softly: “Yes, there is not necessarily one out of 100 people who can rebound the lute.”
“It’s really clear what I know.” Fu Jiuyun touched her head. “Could it be that Xiaochuan’er had been a dancing girl?”
She quickly shook her head: “Small clumsy, how can I go dancing! It’s just … but the small hometown is Dayanguo. I was lucky to have seen Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song when I was young …”
Fu Jiuyun silently touched her head for the second time, her voice softened: “The Great Yan Kingdom is gone, and Xiaochuan’er has suffered a lot.”
Qin Chuan did not speak. At that time, the sound of the bamboo was close to our eyes, pouring out from a delicate palace. Fu Jiuyun walked to the front door of the hall and looked at it with a probe. There was a clear voice, a cold flash of light, and a small flying knife shot at his eyes. He caught it and threw the crystal-clear knife into his hand and smiled bitterly: “Green, lighter. Almost killed me.”
There was a girl in green, a lotus face, very beautiful and handsome, looking at him with a smile: “What wind is blowing you? I heard a few days ago that you grabbed a peripheral handyman and became more and more nonsense. Now. “
Fu Jiuyun shook his head: “I just asked Lisuo’s handyman to do some cleaning and cleaning work, rumors spread quickly.”
“I believe you are the ghost.” She smiled, but the next moment was full of breeze, snatched the knife in his hand and retracted it into her sleeve, and said, “What are you doing here today? See rehearsal?”
Fu Jiuyun said with a smile: “Come to give a handy job, she can do very well, you just do what you want.” Then he waved to Qin Chuan. Qin Chuan originally saw that the posture was wrong, and he fled to a safe place. He glanced at the excitement, but he could n’t help but pull himself to nodded and went out to salute: “Little Qin Chuan, I have seen the young girl.”
Qingqing looked at her slightly, frowning a little in disgust.
“… It’s her?” She asked Fu Jiuyun, he nodded, and Qingqing smiled: “That’s all, your guy with a high eye will see this kind of stuff, and it’s not credible than the sky collapsed. Nine Yun, we haven’t seen it for a long time. Originally I had a kid named Jiang tonight, but if you come, I will push him. “Having said that, the look was already very charming.
Fu Jiuyun smiled faintly: “Since I have made an appointment, why should I push it off. I have something to do recently, you can have fun yourself.”
After talking, she took her arm out of her hand and patted her head: “I still have something to say. I’ll say goodbye. This child stays here to work today. You should urge him not to tell her to be lazy, let her not leave here. Take a step in the hall. I’ll pick someone up at night. “
Qingqing is not entangled, and directly promised: “Okay, then you go, if you are free, remember to come to me.”
Qin Chuan immediately understood that he was using the excuse of doing coolie to trap himself here. But when I look back carefully, I don’t know what flaws he has exposed. How did he find out?
Of course no one would tell her the answer. Fu Jiuyun Shi Shiran left and was busy with his own affairs. Qingqing faced, pointing to the peach blossoms in the hall and commanding: “What are you stupid? Go and clean up!”
As soon as I entered the door, the warm breeze came to my face. There were dozens of young ladies in the hall or standing or sitting. The long sleeves were meandering and the buns were enchanting. They were rehearsing the Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song. Qingqing stood at the forefront, holding a golden lute in her arms, and her jade fingers were like shuttles, stroking thin strings. The lute was hugged or lifted by her, and sometimes she was turned upside down, sometimes upside down, but the sound was pure but not scattered, dazzling.
The tune became brighter and more cheerful. The golden pipa in the green and blue hands seemed to turn into a golden butterfly, wearing flowers and slamming, and suddenly fell to the ground. The pipa lifted her back behind her. With a sigh of relief, I couldn’t bear to spit it out.
The waist is bent and bent, and the person has risen from the ground and started to turn. From slow to anxious, the long-sleeved dance like a cloud turns into a green circle. The pink peach blossoms are scattered everywhere, like rain and snow. Allusions to flowers.
Qin Chuan suddenly shook his head and sighed. At the next moment, the tone became messy, and Qing Qing sadly dropped the gold lute on the ground, angrily said: “What bounces the lute! It’s really embarrassing!”
The female disciples around came to appease, Qingqing was angry, and Jin Pipa was smashed into two by her.
Next month, Baihe Dragon King came as a guest. He heard that the Dragon King was also a good-looking elderly man. He also raised many handsome young men and women, and divided them into many departments, specializing in singing and dancing. In order not to fall behind, the disciples of Xiangtoushan rehearsed the Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song. However, the final rebound of the pipa was too difficult to succeed, and Qingqing played the wrong three times in a row, naturally anxious.
“I don’t believe that someone can finish this broken song!” Qing Qing was sweating, and although he was short of breath, he looked pitiful. A female disciple next to him said, “How come nobody can finish it? The son Qi can finish this Dongfeng peach blossom song, precisely because the nationals of Dayan can finish the dance. I have seen it a few years ago. … “
Before the words were finished, someone outside the door said with a smile: “Yes, some people can finish the dance, and the person who can finish the dance is still a princess.”
After speaking, the hall walked into a group of people, headed by Xuanzhu, who had spoken earlier, a maidservant behind her.
Qing Qing froze on the spot and said lightly: “Oh, who am I to say? It turned out to be the majesty of the princess! The princess of the majesty is naturally very powerful, is it that we wilderness people can compare?”
In front of the disciples inside, Xuan Zhu was not as arrogant and indifferent as when facing the chore. She actually carried a smile, Shi Shiran did a good fortune, saying: “Sister Qing laughed, the maid talked nonsense, why not General knowledge with her? “
Qingqing don’t cut her face, pretend to laugh with others, but she doesn’t give her half of her face. The female disciple who had spoken by her side clapped, “That’s right. I saw the little princess of Dayanguo a few years ago! I heard that she had just turned 13 that year and jumped on the balcony. Qu Dongfeng Peach Blossom, I am looking at … hehe, ashamed, and stupid. Since then, no one can ever make Dongfeng Peach Blossom as wonderful as the little princess. “
Qingqing immediately turned her head and asked with a smile: “Hey? That was the destroyed Dayan Kingdom? Dayan Kingdom’s little princess? Xuanzhu, you seem to be Dayan Kingdom’s princess too? That little princess, wouldn’t it be you? “
Xuan Zhu’s face was indifferent, and her voice was also faint: “Ashamed, I’m just a princess in Dayan’s many princes, how can I get God Ji? But now Dayan is gone, and it’s useless to talk about the past. Why should Qing Qing expose her scars? ? “
Qingqing smiled slightly and walked over to help her to the hall. She said softly, “Just make a joke, don’t take it seriously. Since Xuanzhu is here, I naturally want to prepare for the guest of the Dragon King next month. I know I can’t dance. Finish, why do n’t your sister try her hand? ”
Xuan Zhu smiled and said with a smile: “What skill can the little girl have? Just recently, she always smells Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song, which inevitably evokes the meaning of homesickness. If you don’t jump well, Sister Qing will never make a joke.”
Qingqing gritted his teeth and retreated to the periphery, waved the female disciples to play music, Xuan Zhu took off the black gown outside, but inside was a water-red dress, holding a spare gold pipa, out of thin air, it was seven points more charming.
Qin Chuan shrank behind the crowd, watching her expressionlessly waving her sleeves and flicking. Xuan Zhu has always been a victorious person, and he never refused to be crushed. In order to compare Emperor Ji’s Dongfeng Peach Blossom, he practiced dancing and vomited blood. If a person would rather die than admit defeat, always trying to display himself in front of others by all means, it would never be comfortable. Xuan Zhu has not changed no matter before or now.
Everyone in the temple was attracted by Xuan Zhu’s graceful dance posture. Qin Chuan took advantage of the unexpected situation and climbed out of the palace with light hands and feet. She didn’t think Qingqing would be kind enough to let herself go out to relieve herself.
Climbing and climbing, and finally reached the entrance of the temple, Qin Chuan crept up and looked back, everyone was busy looking at Xuanzhu, no one ignored herself, she turned around and walked away, somehow she almost hit a person and was surprised In two steps, I was about to kneel down to pay guilt, but listened to the man whisper: “This is the place for singing and dancing rehearsals. How can the peripheral chores be here?”
Is the voice of Zuo Zichen.
Tan Chuan paused for a moment, and slowly knelt down: “The little one has seen Lord Zichen. It is Lord Jiuyun who ordered the little one to clean up the debris here and teach the adults to be more careful when practicing dance.”
“Get up.” He took a step forward, “Since packing up the debris, why should I leave?”
Qin Chuan obediently got up: “Drinking a lot in the morning, I was going to go.”
Zi Zichen was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: “Wait, you … raise your head.”
Qin Chuan only felt that the heart in his chest started to beat wildly again, and no sound could be heard in his ears. She slowly raised her head and fixedly looked at Zuo Zichen. His eyes were closed, and long, thick eyelashes cast a subtle shadow on her cheek. Yes, she blinded his eyes back then, but now he can see things again, is it because of the magic law of cultivation?
Zuo Zichen has not spoken for a long time. Although his eyes are closed, Qin Chuan can clearly feel that he is looking at himself. After a while, he suddenly asked, “Girl, have we seen … before?”
