Prince Xian's Mansion. Three large gilded characters were hung majestically on the high wall and wide door in front. The accompanying servants saw that Meng Xinghe suddenly stopped moving. They did not lose their courtesy and still said respectfully: "Mr. Meng, please." ."
Even the servants are so kind. Even if this is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, there is nothing to be afraid of. Meng Xinghe smiled and said: "We are invited together. We are invited together." He said politely and already stepped through the door.
The guards and maids in the mansion were all dressed simply, but they were very polite. When they saw the servant in green shirt entering the mansion with a richly dressed young master, they bowed to greet him from afar. Meng Xinghe was a little flattered.
"Mr. Meng, please come this way. My master is waiting for you in the garden. I won't go in if you are young." The servant who led the way respectfully showed Meng Xinghe the way. Otherwise, if Meng Xinghe broke in as a stranger, he would have been surrounded by the same people around him. The buildings are so confusing that I can't find the north.
Meng Xinghe was not polite. Since the servant pointed out the way, he walked forward generously. Although he knew that it was the wise king who invited him to the dinner tonight, and he didn't know when he got to know this prince, Meng Xinghe was not flustered and behaved calmly. . He had a nice smile. There was no sign of any discomfort on his part. Instead, he felt as casual as entering his own home.
What is this? A paradise? Walking into the garden that the servant pointed out, pink petals were flying all over the sky, as if there was an unprecedented red rain. Looking around, one tree after another looked like peach trees in the sky standing in the garden. .I saw a tall square water platform in front of me from a distance. A mountain of flames was spitting out fire. It was burning the clear water in the pool, making a hissing sound, creating a mist like a fairyland on earth, and making the temperature of the entire garden not cold. Not hot but very warm.
I have never seen such a dreamy place. Meng Xinghe took two steps and saw a slim figure in the hazy smoke next to the pool containing the Flame Mountain. He was dragging a long aqua dress. There he was. Playing the zither near the pond, singing with a delicate voice. It is like an oriole and a lark. It is like the tinkling sound of a mountain stream. It strikes the hearts of people and shakes away the soul.
The jianjia is green, and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on one side of the water. I follow it to follow it. The road is blocked and long. I swim to follow it. I wander in the middle of the water.
The jianjia is desolate, the white dew is the mist. The so-called Yi Ren is on the water's mei. I follow it in shape. The road is blocked and I climb up. I follow it when I swim back. I wander in the water.
The singing sounds float into the ears like fairy music. The beautiful voice of the singer is completely natural. It touches people's hearts as if they were born.
Bang bang bang. Loud applause rang out. Meng Xinghe strolled up and said with a smile: "This Jian Jia played by the girl is just like Tianyin. Even a picky person like me can be deeply moved. I am so talented and latent in learning." .I can only use the word "good" to describe it. I can't find any other words."
Interrupted by this sudden voice, the singing woman suddenly stopped singing. She looked at Meng Xinghe and said in surprise: "Who are you? How did you come to Taoyuan?"
"Don't be afraid, girl. I'm a good person." Meng Xinghe honestly summarized his only advantage. He has already come to the woman. This woman is well-behaved and well-behaved. She is not inferior to the quasi-ladies in her family. She just looks weak. Seeing this strange man suddenly appear, Duo Duo immediately hugged her Qin and said, "What are you going to do? If you come even half a step closer to me, I'm going to scream."
"You know how to scream." Meng Xinghe sat next to the woman. He chuckled and said, "Scream. I'm listening to see if the sound suits my taste. Hey, don't stare at me. I'm serious. Don't you know? Screaming is also a science. Just like when you sing, it has high points and low points. Oh, no, it's high notes and low notes."
Meng Xinghe's appearance as a musician is quite similar. Only he could think of the connection between shouting and singing.
The woman blushed and said calmly: "Master, please respect yourself."
Meng Xinghe looked around and said, "Girl, are you the only one here?"
"Yes. I am the only one here in this Taoyuan."
Meng Xinghe has a big head. Just now, the servant said that his master was waiting inside, but unexpectedly a female came out. Could it be that she wanted to use her beauty to spy on me first? This trick is too poisonous. Why did she just fall in love with me? Meng Xinghe had a psychological foundation. He exposed the conspiracy and said: "By the way, as far as I know, the King Xian only has one daughter who is married. Could it be that the girl is the King's concubine?"
Haha. Meng Xinghe laughed in his heart. Let you mess with your foundation first. The conspiracy will naturally be self-defeating.
"You... I'll beat you to death, you scoundrel." The originally weak woman was teased by Meng Xinghe and lost all her restraint. She played the violin and wanted to teach Meng Xinghe a lesson.
"Xijia. Don't be rude." Before the woman could take action, she was interrupted by an old voice. Knowing that the person coming must be the wise king of this mansion, Meng Xinghe raised his eyes and saw an old man with white hair and a childish face in front of him. He came with strong steps. His thick eyebrows slanted into his temples. Although he was dressed in simple clothes, he did not lose the majesty of a king. He walked slowly, but a lot of pressure increased invisibly. Meng Xinghe's eyes were sharp. He had already recognized the old man who had been following him. The middle-aged man in question was the young man in green who seemed to be named Wei Ming who gave him the Langhao gold pen at the end of Mengjia Village that day.
It turns out that the wise king is Muzijia of Chang'an. Meng Xinghe suddenly realized that Muzi is Li. Isn't Muzijia the Li family? In Chang'an, except the royal Li family, who would dare to give away such precious things easily.
Everyone saw the old man in the sedan. Meng Xinghe didn't pretend to be confused. He smiled and said: "I thought it was the gentleman who was so enthusiastic. It turned out to be Mr. We parted ways in Taoyuan that day. It has been several months. Who knows that Mr. actually lives in Chang'an? Wang Sun, I am really a high achiever."
Associating with smart people means you don't need to talk. The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "With your talent, I am the king. Now that you have come to Chang'an, I know why you can't show your kindness to the landlord."
The wise king said it politely. Wei Ming, the attendant next to him, had already ordered the maids to prepare wine and food. Everything could fly in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water. It was simply a table of delicious food.
"Sir, please take a seat." The wise king greeted Meng Xinghe politely. He held a wine glass carved from ivory and poured a glass of wine for Meng Xinghe himself. He said: "This wine is produced in Gaochang. The locals call it luminous wine. Its color is like blood. It is moist and sweet when you drink it, which is different from the fine wines from the Central Plains. Please try it, sir."
This is wine. Paired with a goblet made of pure white ivory. This is clearly an advanced enjoyment. Meng Xinghe said politely: "Your Majesty, please go first. Guests are welcome."
"Haha." The Xian Wang laughed happily and said: "Xijia, this is my husband. He is the capable person that my father often mentioned to you. In terms of talent and learning, the only person in the world who can compare with him is probably the calligrapher Du Shang. Darling, this gentleman is the only one who can admire me. You are proficient in piano art. Why don't you show off your skills in front of him? It would be a blessing if you could get her guidance."
"You are Meng Xinghe, Mr. Hualiu of Taoyuan." The woman in green didn't seem to believe that the man in front of her was the capable person that the King Xian often mentioned. Unexpectedly, he was less than twenty. He was born so young. It's really too This was surprising. She thought that Meng Xinghe was at least over 60 years old. Who knew that he had misjudged her. She shook her head and said, "Sir, please give me some advice."
There was a sonorous sound. The sound of the clash of gold and gold was heard. The woman in green played the piano and sang. A famous song slowly floated out.
The cicadas chirp in the empty mulberry forest. In August, Xiaoguan Road.
Out of the plug and back in again. Yellow reeds are everywhere.
We have always been friends and guests. We all grow old in the battlefield.
We have always been friends in peace and quiet. We all grow old in the battlefield.
A rather sad and beautiful song comes from the song called Xi Jia. Paired with the grape wine I am drinking now, it really feels like I am drowning in the desert.
Okay, okay. Meng Xinghe clapped his hands one after another and said: "The princess is worthy of the word "proficient" that the prince said. If I have to find fault with this song, I can only say some insignificant things. If the girl replaces the harp with a frontier fortress The effect of the Qiang flute is probably better."
Although he only said one sentence, it surprised the woman in green. When he was playing the piano just now, he could think of this without even looking at her. It seems that this person does have some ability.
"Sir, the Minister of the Ministry of War, the Minister of Rites, the Emperor of Dali Temple, and Master Du, the Minister, have come outside." The wise king was drinking wine and playing the piano in the peach garden. He was in high spirits when a servant in Tsing Yi suddenly ran in from outside the garden and reported urgently.
The wise king smiled lightly. "Let them come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, four people in court clothes walked in from outside Taoyuan. The leader was Du Ruhui, whom he hadn't seen for several months.
Du Ruhui originally had a very mature face, but when he saw Meng Xinghe and Xian Wangzuo chatting and laughing at the same table, his face suddenly became gloomy.
"Mr. Du..." Meng Xinghe was the first to break the silence. But the Xian Wang next to him smiled and asked: "Mr. knows Du Shangshu."
"We know each other. We know each other very well." Meng Xinghe did not shy away from suspicion. In addition to participating in the scientific examination, Meng Xinghe came to Chang'an to meet Lao Du.
Such a frivolous person didn't know how to salute in front of all the adults. He really didn't know the etiquette. Seeing Meng Xinghe's playful smile, the other three adults mostly scoffed. Du Ruhui was okay. He just smiled and said: "Brother Meng. Long time no see. You have changed a lot."
Meng Xinghe did not understand the meaning of Du Ruhui's words. The Xian King answered: "Let four adults come here today. In addition to discussing the extermination of the remnants of the Taiping Sect in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, there is also an important happy event to be announced. This is The king has betrothed his daughter, Princess Xijia, to this young master."
The Xian King announced this shocking news. Except for Du Ruhui, the other three adults were already filled with hatred. However, due to the power of the Xian King, they could only hold back. However, their views on Meng Xinghe were not much better.
Bang Dang. Meng Xinghe's wine glass fell to the ground. Princess Xijia next to her turned red with embarrassment. She immediately covered her face and walked away.