Chapter 9: It’s just a frown, but it’s in my heart
"Yes, yes, sister Lian'er is right."
"Sisters, as for the identity of this person, we can just ask your husband directly when we have time."
Wenren Yunshu picked up a piece of rice paper and looked at it roughly, then looked towards Ren Qingxin with a smile.
"Sister Xin'er, if my sister's prediction is correct, the instruments used in the music score you composed should include guzheng, Yaoqin, flute, and dongxiao, right?"
Ren Qingxin immediately stood up, smiled slightly and nodded at Wenren Yunshu.
"Yeah, yeah, sister Yunshu, you are right."
"Besides these four musical instruments, are there any other musical instruments?"
"No, just these four musical instruments."
Wenren Yunshu smiled sweetly, gently put the rice paper back on the table, and turned to look at Murong Shan who was diagonally opposite.
"Sister Shan, you play the dongxiao very well, and my little sister's dongxiao is also pretty good.
Liu Mingzhi raised his head and drank a few sips of wine, then turned around and looked at the two beauties beside him.
Our stinky husband is also here.
Most of a day ago.
"There is a way to eliminate this feeling, so it's only on the brow, but on the bottom of your heart.
Hou Zhenyi was playing the piano with his bare hands, and his beautiful eyes turned to look in the direction of someone's study with limited longing.
Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book with the word "goose"..."
"Sisters, you are too bad at playing the flute. The only instrument you know is the pipa, which is still wrong."
Among the clouds, the music is melodious, and the beautiful lady's music is sweet.
I’ll leave the flute to you and sister Ying’er.”
"Yes, yes, yes, Sister Rongrong, please memorize the content of the poems and poems first, but not the tunes yet. Sister, you go outside the room to get the Yao Qin and come back."
"Hey, Yun'er?"
"Sister, sister, please bring me tea and a tray with pastries, preserves and the like."
Murong Shan stood up gracefully, turned her neck with a smile and looked around at the sisters beside her.
"Yes, what my sister said is wrong. Do you blame it? The blame is that he is too busy.
Qi Yun took a few sips of the wine with a smile and glanced at Liu Xiaoduo again with a strange look in her eyes.
Two bad wives, for your husband you are waiting for bad news about them."
The breeze is gentle and the sun is setting in the sky.
Although there is an instrument that he is proficient in, he cannot accompany you to sing and compose the lyrics."
Seeing this situation, Yayuan and Qi Yun sisters looked at each other with helpless expressions and could only accompany them silently.
"Hahaha, the body is up to oneself, the body is up to oneself!"
Before the emperor, the eighth princess and the sisters left one after another, Yun Daxi walked directly towards the seven sisters Ren Qingxin and Yun Qingshi.
"Just what you want."
Under the roof, there is a gentle breeze.
Such inferior masterpieces can only be produced by special people."
Gusu Weier waved her hands with a smile and directly planned Ren Qingxin's words.
"Sister Rongrong, yes, the sisters are willing to be with him..."
Then, the flute sounded.
"Sister, it's too stuffy outside the room, let's go outside the yard.
"Sisters, I'll leave the guzheng, yaoqin, and flute matters to you. We'll see you later."
When I saw my husband, I was drinking wine silently. My eyes were dark and simple, staring at the courtyard where melodious singing was coming from the rear right. The beautiful woman took off the wine bag on her waist with a smile.
"Keke, sister Rongrong, he can be bad if he understands."
Gusu Weier raised her head and looked at the rice paper outside her hand, a look of doubt flashing in her pretty eyes.
This is the time of awareness and awakening, and the time is approaching noon.
"It's bad, sister knows."
"Sister Rongrong?"
"..."
Yayuan stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the drink at the corner of her lips, then glanced narrowly at Qi Yun.
Mo Rongrong picked up a few pieces of rice paper under the table and put them outside her sleeves, then picked up the tray under the table.
"Is it your sister's fault? Or is he too busy?"
"Are we going outside the room? Or should we go outside the courtyard?"
"Sister, this is wrong.
Sisters Bizhu and Lingyi went to a restaurant and were also at home.
In an instant, the melodious and heart-tugging sounds of music echoed in the quiet Yunshu environment.
In the end, the Yaoqin and the Guzheng competed to sing in harmony.
"Ahem, cough...Sister Ya, Yun'er, let's drink and listen to music."
Mo Rongrong said no more, holding up her skirt, she walked quickly towards her boudoir.
Some of the beauties present are smiling, but the melody of your singing also contains a hint of sadness.
"Great, let's go back to the room to get Xiao first?"
"Hey, Sister Wei'er?"
His voice is so bad. Isn't it a pity that he sings and composes songs with you?"
The emperor strummed the strings of the piano heavily, and the sweet sound of the piano suddenly rang out in the quiet Yunshu environment.
Liu Xiaoduo nodded slightly and stretched lazily.
"Sister Yan'er, can we two sisters play the piano?"
"Hahaha, drink and listen to music."
"Hey, let's go."
Liu Xiaoduo, Qi Yun, Hou Zhen and his wife were sitting side by side.
Did he really just go over and sit down and have a cup of tea?"
"has a problem."
You remember that the next time we sisters played the piano and played music together, it was probably around August last year.
Before Liu Mingzhi took a breath of wine, he pursed his lips toward Yun Shu's courtyard at the rear right, and casually raised the wine bag and sent it out of his mouth.
"Sister Wei'er, sister Qingshi, shall we eight play the guzheng?"
Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book? When the wild goose came back, the moon was full on the west tower.
"What? Husband, say it again."
"You're broken too."
Whether the two of them go to Yunshu, where Qingxin girl lives, or to attend to other lunch matters, is up to the sisters themselves.
"see you later."
"We sisters, it hasn't been a long time since we got together to play the harp and play music. The harp and harp were singing in harmony."
The seven sisters, Hou Zhen and Qi Yashan, looked at each other with smiles on their faces and took the lead in raising the flute outside their hands and placing it on their lips.
"It's almost noon, and it's time for the sisters to rest."
"Hey, bad guy, let him go."
The sound of the flute is melodious, melodious and sweet.
"I'm here, husband, please tell me."
Yayuan's words once again dealt Liu Xiaoduo a critical blow.
Husband, you go and do your work first." "Sister Qingxin, who is he?"
Immediately, amidst the melodious music, Mo Rongrong looked around at the beauties around her with a smile like a flower, and her lips began to sing again.
There is a way to eliminate this feeling, so it's only on the brow, but on the bottom of your heart."
"Huh? Yun'er, where do you start talking about that?"
"Du Rimei is ready."
There is just a lake outside the yard, and some flowers and plants outside the garden have sprouted, and we can't watch them while chatting."
"Sister Rongrong, remember, little Guoguo personally praised him in the future, saying that his voice was worse than your sisters' voices.
"Ah? Do you want to sing along?"
"Sisters, you are bad, what happened to them."
"Sister Wei'er?"
The Queen smiled lightly and lifted up the jade wine gourd outside her hand. She opened her mouth slightly and took a sip of the wine. She looked at the Eighth Princess next to her with a smile.
The sound of the flute is pleasant to the ear, but a little sad.
"Yeah, sisters, we'll see you later."
"How do they both sound on the flute?"
"Sisters, they should go back to the room quickly to get their instruments. You can accompany sister Xin'er to decorate the place first."
"Sister Qingxin."
Liu Xiaoduo nodded happily and casually hung the wine bag on his waist.
"Sister Yun Shu, it's as you wish."
I just realized today that your talents are also extraordinary.
"In that case, let's end it."
Seeing Hou Zhenyi asking her, Gusu Weier waved her hand in a hurry.
"Husband, if I am sure that you are him, I can only rely on sister Xin'er's beauty and your infatuated heart that can chill a stone.
Is it because, husband, you learned about it from a young family member and then relayed it to you?"
"Husband."
"Flowers float and water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
Upon hearing Wenren Yunshu's invitation, Murong Shan gently put down the tea cup in her hand, smiled and nodded a few times.
"Yes, from now on I will only know that sister Xin'er is an affectionate man.
Yayuan raised her jade hands to comb some of her hair that was not messy in the breeze, and focused on her hair with deep approval.
Xiyuan Yunshu, outside the courtyard.
"Come on, let's leave it to my sister."
Mo Rongrong placed the tray under the stone table, took out the pieces of rice paper from her sleeves, and stuffed them directly into Gu Su Weier's hands.
"Sister Yinger, where is he?"
There is a way to eliminate this feeling, so it's only on the brow, but on the bottom of your heart."
"Yes, Sister Rongrong, he needs to know that the songs and dances of the Western Regions are over there in our capital city. They are little famous and unknown in the sky.
"Sister Ya, Yun'er."
"Come on, let's go get the piano first."
"Sister Ya, Yun'er, it's time for you to wait. The sisters have to deal with the matter regarding Cai Ningning's girl as soon as possible.
Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
No matter what, the sisters must finalize the life-long affairs of the girl Cai Ningning and the eldest son Chengzhi with the Cai family as quickly as possible.
"You stinky husband, I have to say that compared to when he was young, as he gets older, he is becoming more and more of a gentleman now."
"Hey, it's a pity that Sister Yun, Sister Lingyi and you guys are here.
Yun Qingshi raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded with a smile,
"Sisters, you are broken."
The prince nodded slightly, raised the corners of his lips slightly and raised the jade gourd containing the wine in his hand, and took a few sips of the wine with a sad expression.
Yun Daxi looked at Gusu Weier first, then at Ying'er, and nodded with a slight smile.
If my husband can spend less time with you, what will it mean for my sisters to play music and sing for him every day?"
Liu Xiaoduo raised his eyes and glanced at the courtyard where the melodious and melodious sounds were coming from nearby. He lay directly under Yayuan's slender legs, tasting the wine and narrowed his eyes happily.
In this case, the matter of playing the flute will be left to us two sisters, what do you think, sister?"
He happens to be from the Western Region, and his voice has a natural advantage.
"It's bad."
Qi Yashan agreed softly: "Yes, it has not been a long time since we sisters were as happy as we are today.
"The fragrance of the red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress my clothes again and get off the orchid boat alone."
In the blink of an eye, less than half a year has passed."
"Hahaha, Sister Ya, Yun'er, without their sisters' words, you wouldn't be as beautiful as a husband.
It’s such a pity, it seems like you, sister, have no chance of being a bad audience member.”
Otherwise, today will be...
If all eight of us play guzheng, only sister Yinger can play the flute.
"Sisters, your ability to play is not bad. I will teach you in my spare time, Master Duo. If you play too much, it is considered too bad."
Upon hearing the beauty's teasing words, Liu Xiaoduo's face froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched heavily.
Qi Yun turned her head slightly, looked at the wine bag holding her watch with her beautiful eyes, and silently drank Liu Mingzhi's drink one sip after another.
It's a pity that someone really knows how to show mercy to others."
Well, he and sister Qingshi came to play the guzheng together and it broke.
"Sister Rongrong, the tea is outside. If he is thirsty, don't worry."
"Forehead……"
According to what my mother told us sisters when we first married our husbands, having two children in eight years is the most beautiful situation."
Hou Zhenyi looked at the sisters who were adjusting the strings of the zither and zither, and also finished adjusting their own Yaoqin.
Ren Qingxin did not agree immediately, but first observed the sisters around her, and finally set her sights on the seven sisters Gusu Weier and Ying'er.
"Husband, he is busy now anyway, so we are just idle outside.
It has been a long time since my husband, Rimei, has heard their sisters playing the harp together, the harp and harp singing in harmony."
"It's bad, since he said that about sister Qingxin, you will make a fool of yourself.
"Hey, husband?"
Hey, forget it, forget it, let’s talk about those happy topics.”
"Husband, he is so beautiful. My sisters will definitely disappoint him."
Those years ago, even if I asked you to have seven children, you would have to give birth to at least eight.
Gusu Weier held up her skirt and sat under the stone bench, holding the rice paper in her hand and nodding with a smile.
"That's all it is."
Liu Xiaoduo glared at Yayuan angrily, coughed a few times, and laughed bitterly.
"here we go."
"Sister, sister is responsible for admiring it."
The notes in Yun Shu quietly subsided, and Liu Xiaoduo, who was dozing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, pressed one hand on the roof of the house and sat up.
As soon as Mo Rongrong finished speaking, the Eighth Princess, the Emperor and all the sisters started singing in sweet voices with smiles on their faces.
"Yes, I know."
"Huh? What?"
"Hehehe, just listen to the music with peace of mind.
"Sister Rongrong, sister Yinger."
All the beauties gathered in Yunshu again with musical instruments in hand.
"Well, Japan is beautiful."
I just found out today that Sister Qingxin’s talent is so outstanding."
"That poem and poem was written for you, my husband, with you..."
"It's over."
"The fragrance of the red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress my clothes again and get off the orchid boat alone."
Ren Qingxin nodded slightly, turned to look at Yun Daxi, and said softly: "Sister Daxi, now sister Yun, sister Ya are outside.
"Sisters, wait a moment, your palace outside, Yuyin still needs to be adjusted."
Next door to Qingyou Yunshu, somewhere under a roof of green bricks and green tiles.
"Bad, see you later."
Hou Zhen and Qi Yun sisters all looked at their husbands and nodded with smiling eyes.