The Favoured Medical Princess

"Brother, Marshal, and Yu Yu, why are you all here!"

A light and familiar male voice came from the direction of the city gate with the sound of horseshoes. Yu Xiufan and Yuan Yuyi rode one black and one red horse respectively.

When the two approached, Yu Xiufan turned over and dismounted, and saw everyone in court. Yuan Yuyi was also generous. Only when she met with Qu Jiayue, the expressions of both cousins ​​were subtle.

After a few words of greeting, Yu Xiufan proposed with a smile: "It is a good idea to meet each other rather than meet by chance. Let's walk around and drink tea together!"

When the words came to his mouth, Yu Xiufan changed the word "liquor" to "tea", and there was a rush of joy in his heart: It was really God who helped him. Today he invited the original Yuyi to go to the Great Buddha Temple to incense, which was originally troubled. Will the original Yuyi go to which teahouse restaurant to sit and see if it will be a beautiful woman?

Thinking, Yu Xiufan's eyes shone brightly.

Liu Wugong and Yu Xiufan grew up wearing a pair of trousers from an early age. Just look at Yu Xiufan's appearance to know his thoughts. He also echoed and played drums, and everyone was surrounded by Xiao Yi and Mandarin Bai Hao. He walked vigorously towards Fengyun Tea House.

Qu Jiayue, who deliberately stepped behind, stared at the white back of the official language, barely suppressing the smile on the corner of her mouth. It seemed to be as graceful as usual, and only a pair of unusually bright eyes revealed her mind.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse personally welcomed everyone to the elegant seat on the second floor.

In the seat, there are also things left by the three sons Hua Hua, Qu Jiayue and others, with piano, chess, books, paintings, and tea. At this moment, the tea is already cold, and the shopkeeper has ordered Xiao Er to give the most honorable guests Good Longjing, and good snacks in the teahouse.

The air is filled with a touch of tea and incense, and the sound of wind blowing leaves leaves the window, and the atmosphere is quiet and elegant.

Yuan Yuyi glanced half a circle in the room, and her eyes fell on a piano in the corner. She raised her eyebrows thoughtfully and blurted out: "Is this the'Last Saint Voice'?"

"The original girl is so good-looking!" The Chinese girl responded with a voice, her pair of black eyes shining brightly.

"It turns out that this piano is a Chinese girl?" Yuan Yuyi walked to the piano, and gently tossed it on the strings, the piano sound became clearer. "Good piano, no wonder it can be used as a former piano!"

The girl saw that Yuan Yuyi was a piano player, and the smile on her lips was stronger. "Can the original girl have a try?"

Yuan Yuyi wrinkled her small face and said, "I will not give up my ugliness. My mother said, I am also a flower shelf, let me play what autumn style words are okay, this'big holy legacy' is a rare name Qin, the sound of the piano is beautiful and thick, but it's messed up in my hand"

Qu Jiayue's eyes flashed and Xiao Yinyin interjected: "Liu Shuang, you are too modest." Liu Shuang is the title of Yuan Yuyi. Qu Jiayue and Yuan Yuyi have not been close since they were young, and have always given each other their titles. Proportionate.

Qu Jiayue picked up a score on the case beside him and stepped forward: "I happened to find a remnant of Butterfly Sleepwalker. I just tried to recompose this remnant with Hua Hua and Chang Nu, but The first paragraph has not yet been completed. The Chinese girl and I already have ambiguity. It is better to let Liu Shuang show you how to do it for us?

Yuan Yuyi was also aroused a little interest. She looked at the music scores of Qu Jiayue and Huaniange, and Meiyu twitched slightly.

Before she spoke, she listened to the sound of "Zheng" and looked down, only to find that Xiao Xiaoyu didn't know when she came to the piano case, reached out her small hands and plucked the strings, then lifted her small face, Eyes stared at Yuan Yuyi: "Auntie, play the piano!" Play quickly to Brother Yu!

Xiao Yi ridiculed Xiao Xiaoyu with a smile and flicked it in his forehead. "You stinky boy is used to calling people!" Look at the stupid boy's proficiency. There must be no lesser calling him to play the piano at home. Listen to him!

Xiao Xiaoyu looked at his father grievously, he didn't do anything?!

However, Xiao Xiaoyu's words flashed Yuan Yuyi's spirit and laughed: "Yu brother said it right, you know it." She looked around the crowd and said, "Anyway, nothing is idle, everyone listens. , Maybe you can take advantage of each one."

Qu Jiayue's smile was even stronger, and he clapped his hands and said, "What a great idea, Liushuang! Then let me try the bomb first."

Qu Jiayue has always been very confident in her piano skills. She has no heirs, but she can stand out in the harem of the Western Night King. First, her appearance is outstanding, and secondly, because of her extraordinary piano skills, compared with those of the West. Ye's vulgar powder, I don't know how much to pick.

After Qu Jiayue burned incense and cleaned his hands, he went to the piano case and sat down. After trying the sound of the piano, he began to pluck the strings.

The melodious piano sounds melodious and wide, and Qing Yue is moving, and gradually becomes sad..

This is only the first part of Butterfly Sleepwalk, and soon the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. The others in the seat also had some meanings. The five sons of Liu praised: "Qu girl is really outstanding!"

Yuan Yuyi glanced at Qu Jiayue, a complex flash in his eyes.

"The ugliness." Qu Jiayue stood up gracefully, blessed everyone, and returned to his seat.

Then, it was the girl's turn. The beginning of the tune was the same. After two melody, it began to be a little different, the tune was ethereal, vivid and smooth.

When the Chinese girl closed her hand, there was silence in the seat, until Xiao Xiaoyu clapped her hands, very appreciative.

Yuan Yuyi pondered and wondered, no wonder they couldn't argue, and it was better to say which one was better. Different people have different understandings of the piano music. Both of these sections are well written, in line with the original mood of the piano music.At first, it sounded that the tune of Qu Jiayue was more vivid, and it left a deeper impression. Compared to this, it seems that this section of the Chinese girl was more bland, but it was dull and tasteful, leaving a lasting charm

The two have their own strengths, but

"It's better to be a Chinese girl," Yuan Yuyi said honestly.

Qu Jiayue's smile stiffened, took a deep breath, and barely said gently: "Liu Frost, why?"

Yuan Yuyi pinched her chin and muttered, "I can't say anything"

Qu Jiayue pursed her lips and said straightly: "Liu Shuang, you have to let me lose a clear one?" Then, she looked at the official white in front of her right and got up to bless her, "Marshal Wen Wu" Shuangquan, omnipotence, can you advise Mingyue?"

For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on the mandarin who is drinking tea.

Guan Yubai put down the celadon tea cup in his hand and said, "Can you lend me a look at the remaining spectrum behind?"

Qu Jiayue saw that Mandarin Bai seemed to be making the decision for her. With a happy expression on his face, he quickly presented the original residual spectrum.

After the official Mandarin Bai flipped through the residual spectrum, he stood up and walked to the Qin case. The Chinese girl sitting behind the Qin case guessed something and hurriedly got up and gave the piano to Guan Yu Bai.

Guan Yubai randomly tried the sound of the piano, flicked the strings, a string of piano sounds escaped under his fingers, as high as the sky, ethereal and free

With his shot, the other two piano masters immediately showed extraordinary results.

This "Sacred Voice of the Great Saint" has life in his hands

After the sound of the piano stopped, the girl could not help but blurt out and said: "Floating and deified." She suddenly felt that this piano was really a violent thing in her own hands.

"Your father is nice!" Xiao Xiaoyu clapped in his father's arms and clapped again.

"I see." Chang Huanwei said thoughtfully on the side, "Hua Niang's score is too smooth, and Qu Niang is too aggressive. This is the first segment." There are seven endings in Butterfly Dream Travel. The section of Qu Jiayue's bomb was too tragic and sad, so it shouldn't be in the first section.

Chang Huanwei clearly talked about tunes, but I don’t know why, Qu Jiayue always felt that the other party seemed to point out that he was too aggressive.

"Marshal," Hua Hua raised her eyes to the official Chinese language, her eyes scorched, and she was blessed and said, "Please forgive me for taking the liberty, can I finish this butterfly sleepwalking?" If this score can be completed, it must be another one. Qu shocking song.

Whoever thinks that Mandarin Bai has not spoken yet, just listened to Xiao Yi directly refused: "You find the residual spectrum, try to figure it out yourself!"

Mandarin Bai Fei glanced at his right hand quickly, but only for a while, his fingertips were trembling.He quietly put his hands in his sleeves.

Xiao Yi has always been sharp-eyed, and has taken this scene into his eyes. He carelessly hugged Xiao Xiaoyu and said: "It's time for nasty kid to take a nap. Let's go, Xiaobai."

These two characters, who are said to be the same in Nanjiang, dare not be stopped by others, and sent them out of the Yazuo courteously, and always watched out of the teahouse.

Poor Xiao Yu didn't even have a chance to object. When he reacted, the food in a room had already gone away from him. He looked at his father pitifully and said, "Dad, cakes and fruit!"

"Look at your point!" Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly and said unkindly, but he swept all the snacks and snacks from the dim sum shops on the street all the way. Poor bamboo can only be obedient. Helping to get those food boxes, he was almost overwhelmed by those food boxes, and the place he had drawn a lot of funny eyes.

Walking all the way, buying all the way, also extended the original less than one incense to half an hour, the little guy was completely satisfied.

By the time the father and son returned to Bixiaotang, the sun had begun to slant west, and Nangong Yue was re-planning the dowry list for Xiao Fei in the small study.

After knowing that Yan Xijun needed to keep filial piety for a year, Xiao Fei came to Nangong Yue to discuss with her whether to cross over with her, first of all to make a relationship with the sisters below.

Nangong Yue naturally knew that Xiao Fei's words meant that she was willing to wait for Yan Xijun for a year.

From the perspective of Nangong Yue, a woman marries once in her life. In fact, as long as she chooses the right person, what does it matter if she marries early or late? In another year, Xiao Fei will be seventeen, which is the best time for the girl's body and mind , Enough to conceive healthy children.

For this reason, Nangong Yue specially called Xiao Rongxuan and Xiao Rongying to tell them that Xiao Fei's marriage was still being watched, fearing that it was too late.Both girls said they were not in a hurry.

At this point, Nangong Yue had also expected that Xiao Rongxuan had given it to Fang Shilei. It is estimated that Xiao Rongxuan himself hoped to drag on another year for a year; Xiao Rongying was not very young. , She will only be more willing.

According to Xiao Yi, these things are nothing at all!

Since the marriage was a year late, Nangong Yue planned to add more dowry to Xiao Fei on the original basis.

The original dowry set by the King's Mansion in Zhennan was 20,000 daughters-in-law and 12,000 silver for daughters-in-law. Now Nangong Yue has added 12,000 to each, and is adding to the list happily. Take a trip, get some more jewelry, and buy some new fabrics.

She was thinking about it, and heard Xiao Xiaoyu's clear voice: "Mother!"

Followed by the picking of the curtain, the little guy rushed into the room far and wide. He hadn't seen his mother for most of the day. He embraced his mother's arm affectionately and avoided the tall and uplifted mother intimately. abdomen.

After being coquettish, he put on the appearance of a big brother and put his ears on her abdomen. He asked, "Mother, is your sister good today?"

Xiao Xiaoyu's lovely and intimate look made Nangong Yue's mouth slightly curled, and a shallow smile was drawn on the lips.

"Sister is as good as Brother Yu." Nangong Yue coaxed two at a time, and the little ancestor in her belly seemed to be quite satisfied, and kicked her gently.

The little guy also felt it and cried excitedly, "My mother, father, and sister are saying hello to me!"

Xiao Yi, who followed his son into the house, was already so dark that his face was almost black, and he was about to drip ink. After hearing the words, he couldn't wait to settle the accounts with his son, and could not wait to get to Nangong Yue's stomach.

Nangong Yue's eyes grew stronger as he watched the heads of his father and son sticking to his abdomen one by one.

It is a pity that the little ancestor in her belly is also naughty, so that the father and son waited for a while, and there was no movement.

However, the little guy is also unwilling to wait for his sister to play with him again. Nangong Yue has no choice but to sit on the side of the beauty's bed, and the little guy who is tired but still refuses to close his eyes snuggles beside himself .She patted him regularly, trying to snooze him without a trace.

"Where did our brother Yu play with my uncle today?" Nangong Yue asked with a smile.

"Anxingzhuang" Xiao Xiaoyu was yawning, while talking about what Anxingzhuang saw, veterans, fields, and fish ponds, it was inevitable that Mr. Hui and the "chaotic thief" were mentioned. of.

Nangong Yue pursed her lips slightly, frowning.

Xiao Yi, who reclined on the beauty's couch, of course, also heard it, still the casual expression, and said lightly: "This matter Xiaobai also told me just now."

Xiao Yi's mouth outlined a ridiculous arc, "Every one is so loyal to the patriots, but he has never seen them join the army to kill the enemy for the sake of Dayu. It seems that the so-called loyal monarchs are nothing more than that! Children, they are all pedantic."

Xiao Xiaoyu looked at his father curiously, and then looked at her mother, her eyes narrowed into a line.

Xiao Yi helped him adjust his posture without letting the little guy yawn, so that he snuggled in his arms and patted him lightly a few times.

The little guy who had been playing for a long time finally couldn't resist the call of the sleepy worm, and fell asleep with a grunt.

Seeing Xiao Yi coaxing their little guy skillfully, Nangong Yue's eyes became softer, just like Wang Chunshui, she took the thin blanket on one side and covered the little guy with her body.

The little guy smelled the familiar smell on the quilt, and with a loud bang, squeezed the corner of the quilt with satisfaction, and slept deeper.

Nangong Yue gently handled the scattered temples on the cheek of the little guy behind his ears, and then said: "Ai, this kind of black and white, never-minded and bent down is not a problem."

With that, Nangong's eyes flashed, and his tone became meaningful. "I'm afraid that some people think they're'bearing and shameful' and stay in South Xinjiang to'mistake children'."

Originally, the Confucian Confucianism was built on the basis of loyalty. If someone intends to indoctrinate some vain and foolish ideas to children like white paper by teaching, I am afraid they can do it without knowing it.

Xiao Yi was stunned and squinted thoughtfully, and Ayue was not unreasonable.

"I'll discuss it with Xiaobai later." Xiao Yi said as she sat up, her slender fingers gently stroked Nangong Yue's cheek, and said lightly, "Fighting with life on the battlefield Fighting is here too, but it's just pedantic literati!"

Now that he has been on guard, he will not let some people take advantage of the loophole.

South Xinjiang is located in the frontier. After years of war, the protection of the homeland and the country is naturally listed as the most important issue. It can be said that for hundreds of years, South Xinjiang has a tendency to emphasize the importance of military affairs. Now the situation is stable. For long-term development, they should carefully consider the issue of "reading books"!