Beauty Sihuanian

Chapter 101

The grades in the afternoon were not good. Ever since No.19 broke a string on a pipa and was said to be an anti-dog, 20, 12, and [-] seemed to make mistakes. No. [-] No. [-] A [-]-year-old girl was so frightened that she dared not do anything on stage. After hastily playing two sections, she was invited off the stage, without a single flower, and left crying sadly.

"No.20 three please."

When Song Yuxi came to the stage on the 22nd, she had already been waiting in the gauze curtain area. After hearing the order, she walked onto the stage. Holding a huqin in her hand, she slowly climbed up the steps. The colorful butterfly ribbons fluttering in the wind, she looks like a fairy that I want to ride the wind, and I see her beautiful face, Zhong Ling is beautiful, and her cheeks are full of fresh lychee. A ray of clear spring came out, clear and full of vitality, coupled with the magnolia-colored pleated skirt with blue background on her body, after sitting down, the whole person was like a carved young leaf, flawless in white jade, Looking forward to flying.

In the middle of the yellow tent, a plump and elegant woman in a bright yellow phoenix robe asked the maid at the side, "Whose family is this girl?"

The female maid thought for a while, and then replied: "Ms. Hui, she is a concubine from the Song family of Duke Zhenguo's mansion. She was raised outside the mansion, and she was an outhouse of Duke Song. She only recognized her ancestors and returned to her clan after a year. "

Empress Feng Shi nodded and said: "The appearance is so beautiful, it is indeed rare in the world, it is a pity that this background."

The female servant knew that the empress was the most important of the distinction between concubine and concubine, she bowed her head and said in agreement: "What your empress said is that if you are a daughter of a concubine with such a face, your future will be limitless."

Feng Shi pursed her lips and smiled, and stopped talking.

I only heard a long and distant tone coming from the empty stage. The sad tone immediately attracted the sleepy and drowsy people in the afternoon. No one thought that such a beautiful little girl would choose the tone of huqin An instrument that is too sad, and it is hard to imagine that a girl who looks like she is in her teens has such profound skills to play the huqin. It's like an old man sitting in the desert in front of the desolate city gate where the yellow sand is flying, using this desolate tone to tell his life of wandering and helplessness. The fire that started, after burning, was devastated and ashes flew.

The tone is so desolate and desolate, with its neighing and solemnity. In this bustling city, there are BMW carvings everywhere, Qiang pipes for love, smoke willows and bridges, singing and dancing to promote peace, how can one often listen to such a sad tune, as if it can arouse the sadness in people's hearts, It makes people have to be quiet.

Song Yuxi closed her eyes and felt the melody pouring out of her hands. This song was based on her own feelings when she was living in Beijing. She sat on the city wall and thought up the song. She named this song "Remnant The ruins of the city, just like her mottled life, until she returned to the capital and entered the Dingguo Houfu as a concubine, she still likes Huqin, remembering that the other concubines in Dingguohou's Because of this, she laughed at her, but she broke the jar, thinking that anyway, the old master has no affection for her, and it is useless to please him no matter how much she likes, and then she just didn't please him, and played the huqin in the backyard all day long , It's been a few days since An's birthday, so Huqin still has good memories for her, carrying her sad and good memories.

Xiao Qiyu was sitting in his tent with a cup of tea in his hand, but he couldn't drink it anyway. How could this girl think of playing such a sad and sad song, so that he could see her out of his sight in the previous life Afterwards, it was one thing for him to hear about the turbulent days he lived, but it was another thing for him to experience it himself. Everyone present seemed to be listening attentively, but he should be the only one who could understand it. Behind her huqin tune, there are hidden sorrows.

At this moment, he once again hated himself why he didn't discover his heart earlier, why he waited until she died before looking for her, why he didn't take her under his wings early and protect her properly, her smile was so beautiful , arrogant and domineering, but also true and lovely, but he watched her step by step towards demise...

All the people stopped communicating, stopped moving, and quietly listened to the distant tune echoing in the field, feeling very delicate.

After Song Yuxi finished the last note, he slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was no longer mottled city towers and yellow sand all over the sky, but green curtains of wind and green fragrance.

Slowly stood up from the seat, and walked down the steps with the huqin in his arms.

(End of this chapter)