The bamboo forest during the summer solstice is lush and lush. When you are in it, the hot summer is isolated and the heat will disappear.

Zhu Xiu walked along the path paved with dark green bamboo and wood and walked deep into the bamboo forest. There were lush bamboo forests on both sides. Even the sky above her head was covered by bamboo leaves. She could only see the clouds floating in the blue sky through the gap.

The wind blows by, and the bamboo leaves sway and rubbing, making waves of "sweet" sounds.

Another pipa music came from the depths of the bamboo forest.

The sound of the strings of the pipa is sometimes high and high, sometimes low and gentle, sometimes like jade beads walking on the plate, and sometimes like birds and orioles singing happily.

Zhu Xiu was stunned and couldn't help but stop. Only the famous line from the King of Poetry was left in his mind: "The big string is as loud as the rain, and the small string is as sharp as whispers."

Zhu Xiu appreciated this Pipa song with a changeable tune, full of emotions and extremely infectious power. He blushed and his heart beat faster and he took deep breaths to stabilize his mind.

"Ahem~"

Zhu Xiu coughed lightly, walked towards the Liucun Pavilion, which was located deep in the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Xian, wearing a moon-white outer shirt and a light blue underwear, sat upright under the pavilion, holding the pipa slanted, and was concentrating on adjusting the chords, as if he had not noticed Zhu Xiu's arrival.

"......Miss Zhou..."

"Shhh~ don't talk!"

Zhu Xiu opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment, so he had to sit down helplessly and watch Zhou Xian fiddling with the pipa seriously.

The pipa in her arms is made of paulownia wood, with two small characters engraved on the tail: Burn the groove

I think this is the imperial burning pipa that Zhou Xian went to the palace several years ago to celebrate Li Jing's birthday, perform his acting and play the pipa, which won Li Jinglong's heart and thus received the reward.

The name of burning the trough is probably based on Cai Yong's Jiaoweiqin. After all, the Jiaoweiqin is also made of paulownia wood...

Zhu Xiu was thinking randomly, staring at Zhou Niangzi's cheek.

It was a face that everyone would envy and envious when they saw it, with delicate skin, delicate facial features, beautiful contours, and everything was presented in the most perfect way.

Zhu Xiu looked at him foolishly, and a few green and yellow bamboo leaves fell from the front of him and remained indifferent.

Zhou Xian fiddled the spindle and played another song.

Zhu Xiu thought it was also very nice, and it was somewhat similar to the tune just now, but there were some subtle differences, but it couldn't be said.

"Which of these two songs do you think is better?"

Suddenly, Zhou Xian turned his head and smiled cutely.

Zhu Xiu was stunned and hurriedly said, "The two poems are nice! The first song is more radical, and the second song is more soothing and gentle."

Zhu Xiu was pretending to comment.

"Haha, it turns out you really don't understand the rhythm." Zhou Xian chuckled, revealing a row of white teeth, and a shallow dimples at the corners of his lips.

"This is the same song." Zhou Xian's shining apricot eyes were a little more cramped.

"Uh~" Zhu Xiu was stunned and looked disbelieving, "But why does it sound completely different?"

"Because I played the music score backwards." Zhou Xian laughed and couldn't help but giggle. The evil man suddenly looked surprised, and his somewhat embarrassed look was really interesting.

"Ahem~"

Zhu Xiuqiang pretended to be calm and said seriously: "If you have a specialty in your profession, it is impossible for a person to learn all the knowledge in the world. Besides, I have never said that I am good at music."

Zhou Xian said curiously: "But all the poems and essays I know are proficient in music. Mr. Xu and Master Han are all masters. His Majesty the Emperor can even teach the choreography, compose music, and rehearse of the Fangdian Dance Class alone. Even Prince Anding is a master of piano! "

Zhou Xian’s implication is very obvious. You, Zhu Xiu, can write poems and articles, but why don’t you understand the rhythm?

Zhu Xiu's old face was blushing. If he hadn't had his face thick enough, he would have burned red and hot.

Even if I tell her now, I not only don’t understand music, but also don’t understand poetry and prose. It is the greatest academic progress to be able to learn to read ancient Chinese characters in the past few years. I am afraid that the little lady will not believe it.

On the contrary, excessive modesty will only attract the contempt of the young lady.

After all, Zhu Wencai's poems and essays were highly recognized and even sought after by the two great masters of "Han and Xu".

If you talk about poetry, verses, lime chants, quail sky, gifts to friends, snow fu and other pearls, I am afraid no one dares to question whether Zhu Wencai has real talent and knowledge.

Zhu Xiu said calmly: "It is said that no Taoist is perfect. I am grateful to my teachers and have learned from ancient times and the present. I do not understand music, just because I am not interested in this Tao."

Zhou Xian frowned and said, "Don't you like music?"

"Ahem~" Zhu Xiu asked for help and said, "I don't like to devote myself to research, but I like to listen to others playing. The pipa played by Ehuang is even more of my favorite."

Zhou Xian pouted, his eyes turned and gave him a blank look in anger.

"This song is the famous "Nichang Yuyi Song". Unfortunately, the music score is incomplete. I filled it myself, but I was still not satisfied..."

Zhou Xian plucked the strings of the pipa in depression.

Zhu Xiu said: "It is rumored that there are eighteen pieces of music scores of the Nishang Yuyi Song, which is the pinnacle representative of the Tang Dynasty's palace music. Most of the music scores have been lost after the Anshi Rebellion. What you get should be just the fragments of it, and the ends are cut off, so it lacks coherence when playing."

"My father asked Mr. Xu to find the broken score, hoping to find it..." Zhou Xian was full of expectations. She wanted to do her best to restore the song of the Nishang and the Feathered Yi, so that the glory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty would be reproduced in her pipa song.

Zhu Xiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ehuang, I will ask friends from the north to help me find out whereabouts of the music score."

Zhou Xian's apricot eyes flashed: "I heard that the broken score in my hand was obtained from Chang'an, Jingzhao. Chang'an is the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, and he will definitely retain many palace music scores."

Zhu Xiu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao Hui, the old friend of Jingzhao, is my old friend. When I prepare a book and send it to Chang'an, please help me pay attention."

Zhou Xian's eyes burst into joy and expectation. Although Chang'an has been burned repeatedly, it is also the most likely place to find the lost music score.

The Liucun Pavilion suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding bamboo forests came swaying sounds under the sound of the wind.

Zhou Xian stroked the pipa, dazed and dazed, as if he was worried.

"You... won't go back to Kaifeng?" Zhou Xian asked suddenly.

Even she herself didn't expect why she asked this question, her cheeks were instantly flushed.

Zhu Xiu smiled a little far-fetchedly, but his tone was as frivolous as ever: "If you stay, Ehuang will promise to marry me?"

Zhou Xian was very embarrassed and blushed: "Who, who wants to marry you? Not ashamed!"

"My uncle had already talked to me about the marriage just now, and my parents' orders have already been given. The matchmaker's words were that His Majesty, the emperor of your country gave me a marriage. If Ehuang doesn't marry me, I'm afraid it won't be right?" Zhu Xiu teased him deliberately.

Zhou Xian was both ashamed and shocked, stamping his feet and angry: "Father, how could his father be so hasty?"

She thought Zhou Zong had really negotiated a marriage with Zhu Xiu on her back. She was so embarrassed that she almost couldn't help but run away and went to ask her father for a clear question.

Her mood was very complicated. On the one hand, she didn't want to make a marriage early, and on the other hand, she was not disgusted with Zhu Xiu.

Even she herself didn't know. Since when, she had no slight resentment towards the "big evil man". Even when she was angry, she scolded Zhu Xiu as a big evil man, which was more like a flirting.

Zhu Xiu looked at the beauty in front of him, and his eyes gradually became extremely gentle.

"Ehuang, if one day I go back to Kaifeng, would you like to go with me?" Zhu Xiu asked in a low voice.

Zhou Xian was stunned and said blankly: "Why do you want to leave? You are not... you are not promised to stay..."

Zhu Xiu smiled reluctantly: "I mean if. After all, I am a minister of the Northern Dynasties. The Emperor of Great Zhou has been kind to me. My subordinates, friends, and brothers are all in the north, and there is everything I cannot give up..."

Zhou Xian looked at him in shock, his expression gradually calmed down: "I understand, you actually don't want to stay! You... will still go back after all!"

Zhu Xiu was speechless and hoped to say, "Would you believe me and follow me?"

Zhou Xian lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "I, I don't know..."

She stood up and ran out of the Liucun Pavilion with the burning pipa in her arms, and walked through the bamboo forest. She ran very fast, and her back looked a little panicked.

"Oh~"

The bamboo forest was filled with a sigh, and a sigh came from the pavilion.
Chapter completed!