The moon is bright and there are few stars, and the night breeze is slightly cool.
In the tent, the candlelight swayed gently, reflecting two ever-changing figures. One moment they were far apart, but the next moment they merged together, and they separated at the same time, as if they were frightened or shy.
Looking at beauties under the lamp, beauties are even more enchanting. Cai Yan's temperament is somewhat cold. He usually gives people the impression that he is elegant and quiet. He is beautiful when he is beautiful, but he is a little less charming, making it difficult for people to get close to him.
It is hope that gives rise to respect, and one does not dare to blaspheme.
However, under the candlelight, the cold jade face was slightly hazy, and the originally loose skirt also appeared to be more slender. The red dark clothes set off the slender white neck. In addition to elegance, it turned out to be a little more elegant.
Very sexy flavor.
Wang Yu was satisfied with most things in the Han Dynasty, but he didn't like the sitting posture. For people who are not used to it, kneeling and sitting is really a very torturous posture. Although Wang Yu's endurance is extraordinary, he
I still prefer to sit and see fewer people.
But at this moment, he didn't have any thoughts to worry about it. There was only one thing that bothered him, and that was what appropriate topic to talk about.
"The wind seems a bit strong..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wang Yu felt something was wrong and wanted to go back and slap himself. Isn't this nonsense?
However, besides nonsense, he really didn't know what to say?
Is it the attack on Hulao Pass, the intrigues with the princes, or the plot against Gongsun Zan? These things are interesting to talk to Fatty Jia about, but talking about them to a girl is just a disgrace.
I don't understand the things that Sister Cai is interested in. The music is definitely not good. I can copy a few poems. However, the Han Dynasty paid limited attention to poetry, even if it was like the Tang and Song Dynasties, it would not be possible.
During the day, Kong Rong's words were still in my ears. Sister Cai's talent and learning may not be much worse than Kong Rong's. If she wanted to discuss it in depth, she would be blind.
"Brother Wang, I heard that you recited a poem in the Chinese military tent today, which seems to have the meaning of parting and encouragement, right?" The beautiful lady's soft words, with a bit of the flavor of a water town, sounded very pleasant in the quiet night.
However, Wang Yu's head was sweating a little.
I was really afraid that something would come my way. I just dropped my schoolbag to enhance my tone and leave a deeper impression on others. Why did retribution come so quickly?
Wang Yu could smile at thousands of people and look at thousands of troops with cold eyes. However, under the gaze of those eyes as clear as autumn water, he felt a lot of pressure.
Fortunately... I was prepared in advance, otherwise I would really be embarrassed.
"The separation from my sister was too hasty last time, and I didn't have time to say goodbye. Yu always felt regretful in his heart. On the way to Suanzao, when I recalled the feeling of farewell that day, a song suddenly appeared in my mind..."
"oh?"
A flash of light flashed in Cai Yanmei's eyes, and there was a bit of joy in her tone, "Is it the same as last time? Although Wang's brother's song is not in tune, it has a good artistic conception. Last time's Gai Xia song was even better among the heroes.
It’s heroic, but what’s rare is that it also contains a bit of lingering and gentle meaning. No wonder the original song is called Farewell My Concubine... Could the meaning of this song be the feeling of parting?"
"Exactly, the title of the song: Farewell..."
Compared with copying poems, copying music is less stressful. If you listen to real Confucian scholars, you may be scorned, but Miss Tsai will accept all comers. It doesn't matter if it doesn't fit the tune, or if it's out of tune, as long as the artistic conception is good and it can trigger inspiration.
After listening to it, she will modify it herself to make it a piece that fits the music style of this era.
Otherwise, why is he the God of Music?
Because of Cai Yan's ability, Wang Yu was already considering whether to compose some military music. Military music has a very positive effect on motivating people and enhancing cohesion, but it may be difficult for future generations of military songs to resonate.
Ancient poetry can be considered, anyway, what is needed is artistic conception...
However, this brought the problem back to its original point, and Wang Yu had a headache.
"The grass is luxuriant, the flute plays melodiously, the sun sets in the west, and the pavilion bids the evening off..."
In fact, the song Wang Yu hummed was a bit out of tune, but Cai Yan still understood the artistic conception of the original song. Her starry eyes were half-closed, and her pretty face was filled with a leisurely and fascinated look, and she looked so focused that Wang Yu was also impressed.
A moment of intoxication.
"What a farewell song. Brother Wang, your musical talent may be higher than that of my little sister." The main melody of the tune was very short and ended quickly. Cai Yan opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes sparkling, reflecting
The candlelight became a little brighter.
Wang Yu is ashamed. It is difficult to say whether the music of later generations is higher or lower than that of the Han Dynasty. However, art always has something in common.
"It's good if my sister likes it, because I thought of you on the road and felt blessed for a moment. That's why I came up with this song. Speaking of which, this song belongs to my sister..."
Although he had paid great attention to it, Wang Yu's words were still a bit too straightforward. Fortunately, this was the Han Dynasty, rather than the Southern Song and Ming Dynasties with strict etiquette, so women were not subject to so many restrictions. And the two of them were engaged.
It's not too disrespectful to be disrespectful.
"Yes." Cai Yan lowered his head and responded in a low voice. From the bright red on the snow-white neck, Wang Yu could glimpse a bit of his daughter's heart, and the atmosphere in the tent also became a bit ambiguous.
the taste of.
After a long silence, Cai Yan raised his head again and asked softly: "Does Brother Wang know that his father is going to Luoyang?"
"Know."
Cai Yan said quietly: "My father has an upright temperament and doesn't know how to adapt. He almost angered the late emperor that day... Now the world is in chaos, and Luoyang City is a crucial place. If my father goes there rashly, the future will be really unpredictable... Even if there is no Luoyang City,
However, the powerful people in the city may not have a good attitude towards my father, so my little sister is very worried."
Wang Yu felt confident that he had passed the final hurdle, was recognized, and officially became Sister Cai's support.
This woman was extremely smart and had a clear understanding of the current situation and her family's situation. Therefore, she made a tactful request to try to prevent Cai Yong from entering Beijing.
However, what his father said was very clear. Because of concerns about Cai Yan, Cai Yong was still hesitant at first, but once the relationship between the two parties was finally confirmed, the old man no longer had any worries and he had no hesitation in following the imperial edict and went to Luoyang.
If you want to stop him, it's useless to just rely on the other person's goodwill. You have to have something practical that can help the old man's obsession with compiling history.
"Don't worry, sister, I have heard my father talk about this matter and have drawn up a plan. I will help implement it when the time comes. Before that, we have to try to delay my uncle's schedule. This matter is not difficult,
Well, tomorrow I will lead the army to the west and attack Hulao Pass. When the war breaks out, my sister can persuade me to temporarily delay my uncle..."
"Then, what if father wants to take a detour or the war is over?"
"If I win, something will happen to Luoyang. At that time, even if my uncle wants to go, he won't be able to go." When talking about the battle, Wang Yu immediately found his mood, showing his domineering attitude: "Hu Zhen, Hua Xiong, but
Don't worry, my dear brother, I will surely capture your brother. When he returns home, he will formally propose marriage to your uncle and marry you."
After saying it in one breath, Wang Yu felt very relaxed.
That's the right thing to do, then what are you doing to your mother-in-law and mother? Since you like it, just marry it. It's not too late to take it home and enjoy it slowly. Why put the flowers outside for those toads who don't know whether to live or die to covet them?
Compared with Wang Yu's domineering display, Cai Yan lowered his head and said nothing, and the blush on his face became more intense.
Wang Yu was not in a hurry and sat as steady as a mountain, waiting for the reply.
For a long time, the sleeves moved slightly, and a pair of bright hands brushed the strings, and an ancient rhyme came out spontaneously. The sound of the piano was lingering and graceful, and there seemed to be indescribable feelings contained in it.
The music was very beautiful. Even though Wang Yu didn't understand the music, he could still hear some of the artistic conception, but he was a little dumbfounded. It is very elegant and romantic to express feelings through music, but if the listener can only say that it sounds good, it would be a bit disgraceful.
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He doesn't know how, but he also knows that at this time, he should respond appropriately.
Zhen raised his head slightly, a smile flashed in his bright eyes, and then turned into a wisp of tenderness, gently tying in Wang Yu's heart. The next moment, his red lips opened slightly, and a song as beautiful as nature sounded leisurely.
"The phoenix comes back to its hometown like a phoenix, and travels around the world to seek its phoenix..."
Phoenix seeking phoenix?
Wang Yu didn't know the music or the lyrics, but the wording of the words was not profound and he could understand it as soon as he heard it.
The answer is already obvious. The beauty's understanding has also dispelled Wang Yu's worries. The next thing to do is to quietly appreciate the moving singing and piano music, and feel the unique charm of Cai Wenji, whose reputation has been passed down through the ages.
"The phoenix is here, the phoenix is here to live with me, and I have to entrust her to be my concubine forever.
Friendships are harmonious and hearts are harmonious. Who knows how to meet each other in the middle of the night?
Both wings are rising and flying high, and I feel nothing but sadness."
From this moment on, and until eternity, this charm will never wither, and will be exclusive to you from beginning to end. Is there anything more intoxicating than this?
The melody of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty was not necessarily about fighting for supremacy on the battlefield.
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