The Xiaoxiang Pavilion is always deserted, and the maid at the entrance is also listless.
Suddenly, a woman in beautiful clothes came slowly and lightly from the stone path between green bamboos.
His immortal-like appearance and erect posture made the maid jealous and ashamed, but also thankful and regretful. Because she didn't know if she was just passing by, the maid didn't say hello, but quietly straightened her body to avoid losing the dignity of a servant of the Duke's palace.
The woman walked around for a while, finally stopped, walked forward, put her hands together and saluted, and asked softly: "Is your girl here?"
The maid hurriedly returned the specious Buddhist gift and quickly replied: "Second grandma is serving a celebration wine for the second master. Our girl and Miss Zhen have gone to have a drink. I don't know when they will come back. If you want to find our girl, come back later." ."
In the Grand View Garden, everyone knows Miaoyu and has talked about Miaoyu. Not only because she is a Buddhist nun but has the appearance of a stunning woman, but also because although she is young, she is a person who is highly respected by all the nobles in the mansion.
Therefore, although everyone was surprised by her weirdness and isolation, no one dared to offend her.
When Miaoyu heard that Daiyu was not there, she stopped talking. After a bow, she turned around and followed the path she came from, and left the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
I randomly chose a road that was not the way back to Cucui'an, and walked and swayed aimlessly. I didn't know how far I had walked, and suddenly I heard the sound of the piano.
The sound of the piano is faint, deserted yet sad, which makes Miaoyu's soul certain. When I looked up, I realized that not far ahead was Lixiangyuan.
Without any hesitation, she jumped right into it.
Lixiangyuan has always been noisy, but when she stood out from the crowd and appeared in the courtyard of Lixiangyuan, the little actors who were diligently practicing their skills all looked at her.
Miaoyu doesn't like noise, let alone the little actors. The little actors seemed to know this, so they only glanced at her curiously, then ignored her and continued to do their own things.
Following the sound of the piano, she went to the side courtyard alone. Sure enough, in the pavilion in a corner of the side courtyard, Miaoyu found the owner of the sound of the piano - a famous prostitute he brought back from the south of the Yangtze River, whose beauty even attracted the attention of noble concubines.
Miaoyu calls herself Yaren, so she does not randomly appear to disturb her master's fiddle with the pine breeze. Instead, she stands behind a pot of crabapples and listens quietly.
The sound of the piano is clear, without a trace of noise, and the music is also very unique. Miaoyu searched through the memories in her mind, but could not find a suitable song.
Miaoyu is conceited. She thinks that she has studied all the famous songs in the world, and there is no reason why she cannot recognize them face to face. And being able to play unheard-of pieces until she didn't even realize it stopped, further proves that her attainments in the art of piano are indeed more than just touted by the world.
After the first song, the owner of the pavilion did not play the next song, but sat quietly in front of the guqin. The cold wind passing through the pavilion blew up a few strands of her long hair, but it could not blow away the lonely and desolate figure.
Miaoyu frowned slightly, relaxed her expression casually, and walked out from behind Haitang.
"What's the name of this song?"
A brief silence, "named "Guanghan Palace Song""
"Who did it and when?"
"This song was composed accidentally when I was on Zhongwu Mountain on the outskirts of Suzhou, watching the moon at night."
"Are you from Suzhou too?"
"No, I went to Suzhou to study art."
This time, Miaoyu fell silent. Having already entered the pavilion, she took a serious look at the famous Jiangnan prostitute in front of her for the first time.
Then, she had to admit that the woman in front of her with an identity that made the world disgusted at first sight, including her, actually had the beauty and beauty of the most beautiful woman in the world.
For the first time, she intuitively felt that there was actually a woman of the same age who could surpass her in appearance. The most important thing is that this woman looks so similar to her! She often looked at herself in the mirror and felt sorry for herself. When she looked carefully at the woman in front of her, it was easy to find that she was not just a resemblance to her in terms of facial features, but also a coincidence that she was both a stunning beauty and had the same look and temperament.
Miaoyu was in a trance. Not thinking about why the other person is so similar to her, but thinking about whether she could outshine the other person with her beauty if she were to put on the beautiful and fitting boudoir girl's clothes like the other person's. Or evenly matched?
When Miaoyu looked at Gu Qingyi in a daze, Gu Qingyi naturally looked at Miaoyu all over.
But she didn't say anything, and her expression didn't even change much. She just stretched out her hand to Miaoyu to sit next to her, and then started to play with the tea set next to her.
Miaoyu glanced at her complete set of tea sets and suddenly said: "He... they are very good to you. The style of your tea set should be made in Suzhou, but I have been in Suzhou for many years and have never seen it. Yes, I think it must be specially made and not available on the market."
Gu Qingyi's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he offered the tea cup in his hand to Miaoyu, and then replied: "These things are not a reward from the palace. They gave them to me when I was in Jiangnan, and they said they were from a century-old tea set. The hand of a noble family, the only one in the world.
I don’t know if what they said is true or not, but I’ve gotten used to it over the years, so I took it with me when I came to Beijing. "
Miaoyu heard her soft voice, with a hint of self-mockery, and suddenly understood in her heart that the woman in front of her was just like her, a person who couldn't help herself, so she suddenly asked: "You too... are you a prisoner? "
Although Miaoyu has been staying in the nunnery since she was a child, it is only in name. In fact, she lives a more noble life than most ladies in the world. Even the nunnery where she lives is just a different kind of spring boudoir courtyard built for her by her father.
Therefore, like other young ladies from aristocratic families, she is not deeply involved in the world. She thought that even if the woman in front of her fell into prostitution, she probably did not do so voluntarily. Maybe, like her, she was a fallen official.
Gu Qingyi raised his head and glanced at her, as if he could read her mind. However, she just shook her head and had no intention of elaborating.
Miaoyu realized that it was presumptuous, and the two of them looked at each other in silence.
Miaoyu sipped the tea thoughtfully, while Gu Qingyi slowly brewed new tea. After brewing another cup, Gu Qingyi said: "I used to come here a lot during the quiet night, and heard the sweet music of the piano on the southwest mountain, so I guessed that it was you.
We have a chance to meet each other today. I wonder if Qing Yi is lucky enough to ask her sister for advice in person. "
Gu Qingyi's words stunned Miaoyu. Although she had known about Gu Qingyi's existence for a long time and had heard people commenting on how similar this woman was to her, like sisters, she was still concerned about the other person's identity and did not know it.
At this time, listening to Gu Qingyi's tone, it seemed that he knew her quite well.
She felt a little ashamed in her heart, and Miaoyu didn't want to be in front of her again, so she said: "I just heard my sister's fairy voice, so I don't dare to ask for advice. However, I do study music scores in my spare time, and I am also good at playing the piano. It's just a matter of attainment." It's hard to compare with my sister.
If sister doesn't mind, I would be willing to play a piece for her and ask for her advice. "
If anyone familiar with Miaoyu is here, they will be very surprised. Miaoyu is an aloof and self-proclaimed person. I have never seen her speak to others so politely, let alone call them sister!
Talk less about foreign words. Miaoyu stood up and quickly changed places with Gu Qingyi.
As soon as Fang laid his eyes on the guqin in front of him, Miaoyu could tell that it was extraordinary. Touching it with her fingers to try, Miaoyu couldn't help but ask: "Sister, this piano?"
Gu Qingyi smiled and said: "Since I got this piano, my sister is the second person to touch its strings."
Miaoyu suddenly felt that the strings on her fingertips became thicker. Take a deep breath and quietly play your favorite song that you are also best at.
Accompanied by the light music of the piano, two stunning women with similar temperaments and bumpy life experiences became friends through the music of the piano. Even the cold wind outside the pavilion became weak at this time, and was completely isolated from this elegant room.
Finally, some common people couldn't see others doing elegant things, so a maid interrupted the sound of the piano and barged in.
"Girl, someone just came to send a message, saying that Mrs. Marquis invited four girls to go to the mansion to perform with the ladies and ladies."
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, Miaoyu frowned deeply, her face full of displeasure. Gu Qingyi's expression remained as usual, and he did not look back, and his pleasant voice was heard outside the pavilion.
"I understand. Just tell them I'll be out in a minute."
Miaoyu said: "Didn't you say that Marquis Zhenyuan invited you to join the palace to teach young actors and gentlemen? Why do they still let you perform?"
"Anyway, we are free. Besides, my wife asked us to perform there. We are rewarded every time, so why not do it."
Miaoyu didn't notice the difference that Gu Qingyi called Sister Feng "Madam" instead of calling her "Mrs. Hou" or "Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou" like her.
She was just a little angry, "With a character like my sister, would she care about their small monetary rewards?"
Gu Qingyi did not argue with her incomprehension and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to talk about piano with my sister today, but now it seems that we can only make an appointment next time."
Seeing Gu Qingyi starting to put things in order, Miaoyu could only get out of the way silently, but she had no intention of helping. After standing aside for a while, she suddenly asked: "Did she bully you?"
"who?"
"Mrs. Zhenyuanhou!"
Seeing Miaoyu's concerned look, Gu Qingyi gritted his teeth a little, and suddenly smiled in his heart: It turns out that she is not that ignorant of the world.
Gu Qingyi didn't think much about it, only thinking that Miaoyu was concerned about her situation, so she said: "Madam, why did she bully me? Not only did she not bully me, she didn't even bully others. Although Madam, she invited us to perform in the house, but she also But in our spare time, let us go over and accompany her to relieve her boredom.
Even when she was performing, she was very kind to us and never meant to humiliate her. We are all very grateful to her. "
Miaoyu said: "Don't be deceived by her. People in their own house say that she is a powerful person. Especially those who offend her, most of them will not end well."
"She is a madam. We don't dare to offend her, and we can't offend her, so naturally we don't need to be afraid."
"I'm afraid you have already offended her."
Miaoyu's face turned red inexplicably as she spoke, and she stopped talking only halfway through her words.
Gu Qingyi didn't seem to understand what she meant. He glanced at Miaoyu and suddenly said: "I heard someone say that my sister is eighteen years old. I am one year younger than her. If she doesn't dislike it, from now on, I call you sister, so sister, please call me Qingyi."
After saying that, regardless of how Miaoyu responded, she bowed and left the pavilion with Canyue in her arms.
(End of chapter)
