"She was not sent to Tengzhou?" Li Yuanying turned to look at Chuntao and asked casually. It has been almost a month since I returned to King Liu. The head of Qinghe County... Mrs. Ya, if she has not gone to Tengzhou, has never made her presence felt in front of a certain person, and her behavior is a bit suspicious.
Spring peach Yingying bowed, her voice was as clear and elegant as the echo of a jade chime, and like the sound of a clear spring, and she said respectfully: "Mrs. Ya, I am a sericulture lover. I am diligent and thrifty by nature, and I gather the orchids to thank the gods. I am as heroic as the hibiscus." "
As the chief female officer of Prince Teng's palace, she can only make an impartial opinion about any lady, concubine, or beauty in the backyard, and she must not express her emotions or emotions, her likes and dislikes, and her joys and sorrows. Overflowing, so as not to affect the prince's judgment.
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Li Yuanying understood what Chuntao said, which was just to better appease the original nobles and people, telling them that the Tang Dynasty values you very much, and we do so with full sincerity and enthusiasm. We care to save you. We are not here for this barren and barren land. We just cannot bear to see you living in the old Japanese country where you were enslaved and oppressed. We want to lead you towards a beautiful and prosperous new life together...Look at Ma Zhou and casually He handed the inventory to Chuntao and said with a casual smile: "It seems that Princess Renping only has thirty maids for her wedding. The number of maids for the County Lord's marriage should not be exceeded. Tell Mrs. Ya that she can choose ten by herself, and you will select and evaluate ten more." Other related matters will be handled in accordance with this item."
Someone also needs to secretly remind Xue Shanggong not to rush into arrangements for the marriage of women from the old Japanese country, but also to consider carefully when arranging marriage partners to avoid borrowing seeds from happening in advance.
[In view of the general environment,
Ma Zhou sang softly, took the inventory, and left the dormitory.
"I want to go to the distant mountains and rivers, and I want to see the seagulls at the beach. No matter how hard it is, you are enough~" Erha and Asan, who were hanging by the window, looked at each other and sang in unison. "I like to see the corners of your mouth and the tips of your eyebrows. The white clouds hanging in the blue sky look like your smile. You look so beautiful when you smile."
The Silla maid playing music outside the window pressed the strings again and sang together Erha and Ah San's ditty. The tune was light and bright, just like the first cluster of new green and the first touch of pink blooming from the branches in spring.
Seeing the two parrots acting cute and crooked, Chuntao couldn't help but laugh and said: "Your Majesty, this song is so wonderful, it's really hard for them to remember it."
To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable looking at the two birds in such silence. The prince often said that things resemble their masters, and this is most obvious in these two people. It's just that the prince will not remain silent for so long in front of His Majesty. If I remember correctly, the longest record seems to be two days.
"Let Wei Sanyang train two more young birds, and only teach them songs suitable for little girls." Li Yuanying leaned on the soft pillow, rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said a little tiredly. If they had sang this song at that time, Little Baozi and Pheasant Slave would not have been taken away by Li Erfeng. There are not only Li Erfeng in Chang'an, but also the political affairs hall and the nine ministers of the three provinces and six ministries. The routine there is like an old sow wearing a bra, one after another; it is also like a silly bear's matryoshka doll. It is difficult for you to know it until the final reveal. How many sets are there?
I should continue to wander outside and be a lonely singer... With so many officials, guards, maids, and two noisy flat-haired men around me, it seems a bit difficult to be alone. Then be a noisy prodigal son, and become the prodigal son that both the eldest lady and the young lady of the Tang Dynasty long for, but can never get!
I wonder if I can meet a Cinderella who is so cute that I would like to be drunk forever and not wake up? There is a little bit of expectation. The premise is that it is better to change the name, learn from a certain Kang Mazi, and travel incognito?
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is very worried about you. You'd better stop thinking about ordinary and unremarkable things recently." Chuntao whispered at a volume that only the two of them could hear. The prince's extravagance is reflected in all aspects, and he performs many operas in his heart, otherwise he would not be able to sing Sister Lin and Wang Shi Baochuan.
Li Yuanying reluctantly nodded. He could only watch the boring days of beauties playing music and dancing. He would be bored if he didn't wander around... Tingtu came to the phone to open a new window for Du Che and the others. He could also contact Xiao Baozi at any time in Yangzhou. . Uh-huh, uh-huh, if you install a trumpet on the bamboo basket, you should let the lovely people of the Tang Dynasty experience it in advance. When the suona sounds, the whole play ends, and the song ends.
After the sound of the cloth, the whole village, young and old, waiting for the food to be served, walked and carried, followed by a white, hey, hey hey...
Chuntao: "..."
It seems that the slave said the wrong thing, which caused a very bad situation. The prince's expression at this moment, uh uh uh, is more terrifying than when he pulled out the tail feathers of a pheasant. The slave... the slave is going to find Li Weigong and the others!
"???" Li Yuanying looked at Chuntao's figure who seemed to be running away in confusion. She must have thought too much. He had already promised her not to lose her mind for the time being. How could she run away? Most likely it's because of internal anxiety. Alas, someone is always too soft-hearted and can't bear to see a beautiful woman frown.
Pulling over a piece of bamboo paper, Li Yuanying took out another pencil... using water washing method to improve the purity of graphite, and bonding clay with graphite to make refills with different hardnesses. Now they are only supplied to the three provinces, six ministries, Shaofu, and generals. Used by some people in the prison and Yunhe Mansion. The government stipulates that except for rulers and plans, pencil records are for reference only and cannot be used as evidence.
Regarding the history of suona, according to historical records in Yudu County, as early as more than a thousand years ago, drummers were held on the roads, going to and from people's houses, and never resting in the summer. What is the actual situation? There is a lack of relevant historical materials and ancient books to prove it. The local Hakka people do call suona artists drummers. During the Ming Dynasty, Qi Shaobao's Ji Xiao Xin Shu "Wu Bei Zhi" is traceable and has a precise name: Anyone who holds the trumpet is playing the suona. Wang Xilou, who was older than Qi Shaobao and had the title of Nanqu, also wrote about the emperor chanting the trumpet to ridicule the eunuchs in power, going and going under the river without a daylight: trumpet, suona, the tune is small and the tune is loud. The traffic of official ships is chaotic, and it all depends on you to raise your voice. When the army hears it, the army is worried, and when the people hear it, the people are afraid. Where can we tell what is true and what is false? What you see blows over this house and hurts that house. It only blows away the water and the geese fly away!
Maybe somewhere in the Tang Dynasty, someone is already playing suona, but he has been to too few places and has not seen it so far.
"Huh..." Li Yuanying let out a long breath. It is said that the early suona rod was two feet long and it was very difficult to blow. It was gradually shortened to seven inches. From then on, the sound was either passionate and loud, or mellow and sweet, or euphemistic and resentful... ...The player is so selfless and the listener's heart is pounding. He becomes the most beautiful girl in weddings, funerals and birthday celebrations. It establishes the status of the suona as the king of all kinds of musical instruments. I wonder what Li Erfeng would think when he heard the sound of suona.
After drawing the suona, I stretched myself and started talking on the phone. It was really a busy and fulfilling day~
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