The bad emperor of Tang Dynasty

The two women, Xiaoyao and Jing'er, couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling at Li Shi's humor. They said that two young and beautiful women were clustered around Guo Nuan and Prince Li Shi, and the four of them sat on the grass to form a small team. Facing this scene, most of the men nearby were very jealous, and they all leaned towards Xiaoyao.

"Then what are you doing, Prince?" Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, so happy that her big Shuiling eyes completed crescent moons. Even though she grew up in the palace, Li Shi, who was used to seeing countless beautiful concubines and maids in the harem, said, He was also heartbroken.

This young singer is optimistic and reveals an elegant and mischievous temperament. It is said that this is hard to see in the harem of the deep courtyard, and it does not have a refreshing taste.

"Me, ahem, I am..." Li Shi didn't expect Xiao Yao to ask curiously. He was just about to speak when Guo Nuan, who was robbed by his brother-in-law and said that he was a married woman, was very depressed. Nuan he hurriedly interjected: "He is a super rich second generation who is waiting for his son to inherit his father's career,"

"Rich second generation, heck, you two are so funny,"

Xiaoyao smiled, but at the moment she didn't realize that some meddling literati were secretly showing off their skills, spreading rice paper brushes on the grass pavilion in the wild to depict the faces of women with frowns and smiles.

"Tsk tsk, that's right, that's right, I'm sorry, Brother Zhang." It was Qiao Yun who was watching the painter's painting of beauties in the pavilion. Although Qiao Yun has played with many women as a dandy, he has coveted this chic and fresh Xiaoyao singer for a long time. It's a pity that Xiaoyao is so pure in appearance, but her mind is much more sophisticated. Even though Qiao Yun spent thousands of taels of gold and tried all kinds of romantic tricks to coax girls, he just couldn't get Xiaoyao like he used to coax other girls, which made his heart itch all the time.

No, it was not easy for Xiaoyao to appear in public. He couldn't miss this opportunity. The artist he invited said that his painting skills were really good. With just a few strokes of ink, Xiaoyao's unintentional smile appeared on the paper in an instant. Come on, Quack, Qiao Yun decided to mount this portrait of Xiaoyao in a good oak frame and hang it on the head of the bed when he went back. Whether it is before closing his eyes and going to bed, or the first time he wakes up in the morning, he can see it The longing beauty.

However, when Qiao Yun was in the middle of lusting, he suddenly realized that Xiao Yao was chatting passionately with Guo Nuan and Li Shi, which made him so angry that his eyes were about to shoot fire.

"Xiaoyao, hey, can I sit here?" Wiping away the gloom on his face, Qiao Yun tried his best to squeeze a seemingly kind smile. As soon as he finished speaking, he stuck his butt between Xiaoyao and Guo Nuan without any hesitation. sat down.

"En," Guo Nuan thought that this kid was not pleasing to the eye, and he didn't agree with it. I didn't expect to be thick-skinned enough, \

"I have something to do first, I almost forgot about this party," Xiaoyao stood up the moment Qiao Yun just sat down, smiled at Guo Nuan, Li Shi, and Li Duan, and then drifted away. Qiao Yun couldn't help snorting at this neglect, he stared at Bai Yin at Guo Nuan, who was smiling slightly, and then he went to the grass crowd gathered elsewhere in anger.

At night, the brook is gurgling, with the bright white awns projected by the deep night sky and the bright moon, and the sparkling and swaying water waves. This was originally a fishing village on the outskirts, with flowing water, stone bridges, plus thatched huts, pavilions and pools, which look extremely beautiful.

A few scholars near the stream imitated the elegant behavior of the predecessors. They were wading with their heads down and placing the ignited terracotta bowl-shaped wine cups in the water. The colorful flames drifted down the stream one by one, bypassing the winding stream corners and grass vines on the water bank, and gradually merged into the big river.

"Master, look, there is someone putting wine lamps there, it's really beautiful." It was the first time that the maid Jing'er, who had worked in the palace all the year round, saw such an interesting thing.

"This is a poetry competition game played by Wang Xizhi of the Jin Dynasty at the Lanting River with many literati and inkmen. It has been handed down, and it is called Qushui Liushang," Li Shi picked it up, and was very familiar with such historical materials.

"Well, Wang Xizhi is a great calligrapher. It's a pity that the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" was lost after being overthrown by the former imperial palace. It’s hard to pass it on to the world to see its true face,” Li Duan nodded and sighed, saying that he has been copying Wang Xizhi’s copybook copied by later generations, and he has always been obsessed with the calligraphy of Wang Da’s calligrapher, but In recent years, a new star has emerged in the literary world. He created a kind of mainstream calligraphy that is different from the round and plump calligraphy of the Tang Dynasty. calligrapher.

"Well, besides Mr. Wang's calligraphy, Li also admires Guo Nuan, the captain-in-law of Princess Shengping, and Guo Banshou's "thin gold body"." Li Shi brought up the topic, and Li Duan wandered in thought, squatting He hugged his knees on the grass and raised his head slightly, he couldn't help sighing when he looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"Ahem," Guo Nuan almost fainted. It's a good thing Li Duan didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, the word "Guo Banshou" broke out. After he went to the Western Regions, it has been a long time since he heard this in his ears. , Guo Banshou, Guo Banshou, Guo Banshou, Half Beast... Guo Nuan doesn't like this poetic name at all.

"Chuck,"

Li Shi and Guo Nuan coughed dryly at the same time, almost choked by Li Duan's emotionless expression. As for Jing'er, she also laughed softly. Afterwards, I found out that the person who looked up to him turned out to be Mr. Guo sitting next to him. What a ridiculous thing, it was so interesting.

Jing'er held back her smile, squeezed out her pink cheeks, and said to Li Duan who was fascinated by the sigh:

"Mr. Li, my young master is actually very good at calligraphy,"

"Oh, it turns out that male brother Guo is also very good at calligraphy. I want to ask for a lesson when I have time." Li Duan's eyes lit up when he heard Jing'er's words.

By the way, Jing'er jokingly made a joke, which scared Guo Nuan into a panic. If you are out of help, you don't want it. Scholars, especially poor ones, must be sincere when making friends. The kidnapping had to use a pseudonym, and Li Duan would be annoyed if it was exposed. Wouldn't it be easy for him to misunderstand, Guo Nuan used a pseudonym to look down on him and not consider him a friend.

While Guo Nuan and the others were chatting, a desk was placed in an open space at some point, and Xiao Yao was setting up the guqin with the help of the maid. Flowing out intoxicating notes.

"Ah, Xiaoyao is going to play the piano, be quiet and quiet," when Xiaoyao made a move, the literati and poets who were sitting in twos and threes on the grass quickly buttoned up their clothes with their breasts exposed, and those who were a little drunk and stunned hurriedly Staggeringly plopped into the stream to take a cold bath, some climbed ashore and sat listening to Tianle, as for those literati who intended to show off some literary talents, all of them shook their heads and shook their necks to write some romantic verses, they also immediately shut their mouths and said Respect to Miss Xiaoyao.

"She looks really good at playing the piano," Jing'er looked at Xiaoyao showing off her piano skills in an instant. As soon as the master made a move, she could tell the depth of the piano in just a few moves. Yao's admiration, but as a musician and court lady who has worked in the court for more than ten years, Jing'er is also one of the best musicians in the palace band, but unfortunately her guzheng was trampled by a nasty skinny man in the Taoist temple. With the arrogance of a professional in the field, Jing'er is also a little eager to try Xiaoyao's performance on stage.

Xiaoyao focused on playing the piano, playing, picking, hooking, and wiping. The piano art is extremely skillful, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, which is amazing.

After singing, Jing Er saw that Xiaoyao inadvertently played the most difficult twisted strings, overtones, and chords, and chords, especially during the transition, spanning several ultra-wide ranges. There is even a flash of super blowing in the flute.

"Oh, not bad," Li Shi, as the crown prince, has the most top tutoring team in the country. He has dabbled in poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is not bad in all aspects. Facing Xiaoyao playing the piano and popping skills, he I also saw a lot of respectable content.

Xiaoyao played the piano, took up the three strings, swept the wheel, added half picks, twisted again and again, when performing a series of complicated and difficult skills, she didn't look at the strings at all, but raised her head and asked Guo Nuan with a smile :

"I know you have a flute, wouldn't it be a pity not to show off your skills, let's play a piece together, will you know 'Sunset Xiaoge', Mr. Guo?"

"Eh..." Guo Nuan still dabbled in the style of the old Yuefu songs in Chen Sui Dynasty, and Guo Nuan still knew the "Sunset Xiaoge" composed with the poem "Moonlight Night on the Spring River".

The poems are beautiful and beautiful, with a sense of far-reaching, empty and deep pictures. It sounds like exaggerating the sentimentality of parting. Guo Nuan still prefers to play some lively tunes, but the vocal music played by the hole flute is mixed with a touch of vicissitudes And melancholy, is it possible that the silk and bamboo material can still blow out lively and festive tones like Ode to Joy? Even if Guo Nuan can play heavy metal with a bamboo flute, he can't.

"He can play the flute, haha, Xiaoyao, you think highly of him too," Qiao Yun couldn't help feeling jealous that Xiaoyao had always liked to talk to Guo Nuan. This was the woman he was aiming for, and the others had a good idea.

The euphemism is like a song, and the embarrassment rises suddenly. Xiao Yao glanced at Guo Nuan who was blowing the flute in the wind, and couldn't help smiling. This guy has a flute pinned to his waist. She was sitting next to Guo Nuan just now. Take a closer look at the occasion.

Sounding leisurely, lyrical and moving, a beautiful suburban meadow on a good day gradually deepens at night....

Before leaving, all the scholars had dispersed, and when boarding the boat, Xiao Yao approached Guo Nuan and said with a smile: "Idiot, do you know Guo Nuan? What is your relationship with him? I am a distant relative of the same clan."

"En..." Guo Nuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to speak,