The sound of the piano can remove impatience and impatience, calm the mind and enlighten wisdom, and calming the mind can generate wisdom.
Burning incense and playing the piano in the Nuan Pavilion is very artistic!
The pipa is suitable for music with bold and bold rhythms and ups and downs. Wang Wei believes that in order to play Yu Lunpao's pipa music well, it should be played next to a waterfall, and the intensity of the waterfall hitting the rocks can be used to push the music to its extreme. .
Princess Yuzhen promised to let Li Sixu listen to Wang Wei's Yulunpao playing. Wang Wei chose to play next to the waterfall. The person wearing a brocade fur and holding the pipa upright had the appearance of an immortal like Yushu Zhilan.
As his fingers hit the strings of the pipa, there was the sound of golden drums, the sound of swords and crossbows, the sound of men and horses, and the shouts of armed fighting.
Along with the waterfall water hitting the rocks, the sound of pipa suddenly brings people into the battlefield situation.
The sound of the duel between the two armies shook the heaven and the earth, and the roof tiles were flying down, making people excited when they heard it, and then frightened...
While dining at Nuange, Li Sixu also felt that Tai Le Cheng Wang Wei had an aristocratic appearance and graceful appearance, which was different from Li Linhuai, a handsome man with a masculine look.
But a gentle and elegant man burst out with such amazing power when he played the pipa, which made Li Sixu stunned. Seeing his fingers hitting the strings and almost turning into a shadow, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Sisi felt the surging fighting spirit in the sound of Tai Lecheng's pipa."
After Li Sixu pointedly said, she raised her little head and looked at Li Linhuai: "Sir, does Tai Lecheng like Aunt Yuzhen? Will she marry Aunt Yuzhen?"
Li Linhuai was still feeling the sonorous neighing of war horses in Wang Wei's pipa. Li Sixu suddenly asked him this, making Li Linhuai's expression froze.
He was helpless: "Princess, Princess Yuzhen has become a monk and practiced Taoism."
"But Taoists can form couples."
Li Sixu said matter-of-factly: "Although Aunt Yuzhen is a few years older than Tai Lecheng, Aunt Yuzhen is very well-maintained and looks like a pretty girl, which matches Tai Lecheng very well."
Li Linhuai almost choked at her words and said earnestly: "Princess, your thoughts are very dangerous. Princess Yuzhen and Tai Lecheng are close friends."
"Oh, are you a confidant?"
Li Sixu was quite interested: "Sisi and Queen Hairpin also want a confidant like Tai Lecheng."
"Princess!"
Li Linhuai said dissatisfied: "Children are not allowed to think randomly."
Because Li Linhuai's mother had a good relationship with Princess Yuzhen, she broke off their love after knowing that the princess had escaped into Taoism.
After watching too many struggles in the palace, the eldest princess, who is as transparent as jade, may never get married in this life.
Li Sixu's eyes were fixed on Tai Lecheng who was playing the pipa without blinking, but Li Linhuai couldn't hold it back.
He asked: "When the princess grows up, do you want to find a confidant who can play the piano and sing poems?"
"maybe!"
Li Sixu was still immersed in the sound of the pipa and replied subconsciously: "It's okay to have a confidant like your lord. After all, Sisi has to travel around the world to practice medicine. It's good for your lord to protect Sisi. It's good to play the zither and sing poems, but it seems that lords are better than others." Tai Le Cheng should be more practical."
What nonsense?
How do you call it more practical?
But for some reason, Li Linhuai felt that it was helpful for the little princess to talk in such a mess, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Li Sixu suddenly sighed heavily.
Listening to the pipa carefully, what are you thinking about?
Li Linhuai asked with concern: "What's wrong with the princess?"
"Sisi is worried about Aunt Yuzhen!"
Li Linhuai didn't know why she sighed so?
Li Sixu sighed: "There is fighting spirit in the sound of Tai Lecheng's pipa, which can be insinuated that he actually has ambitions. Under the appearance of Yushu Zhilan, he actually has a heart to make achievements."
"As for Aunt Yuzhen, she grew up in the palace. She has seen too many struggles in the palace and the emperor's ruthlessness. She wholeheartedly yearns for the way of gods and transcendence."
Li Sixu hit the nail on the head: "My aunt will not give birth to children like other women in this world for Tai Le Cheng, and Tai Le Cheng may not give up going to the court and displaying his ambitions for my aunt."
Li Sixu tugged on the corner of Zuowei Shilang's robe and pointed to the red plum tree on the cliff.
"Sir, Sisi wants that flower!"
Li Linhuai didn't know what she meant, but he still jumped up and picked off the plum blossom she wanted growing on the overhanging wall.
"This red plum is beautiful, take it back and put it in a vase!"
She muttered: "If you have flowers, you have to break them off. Don't wait until there are no flowers and branches!"
Li Linhuai: "..."
In the next two days, in addition to visiting the park and enjoying the scenery, Li Sixu also played a piano at Princess Yuzhen's insistence.
Princess Yuzhen and Wang Wei were both shocked by Li Sixu's piano skills, thinking that no matter how smart she was at her age, she would never have such a skill.
But Yu Jieyu said proudly: "Sisi is a little fairy, Sisi is very powerful."
Thinking of the movable type printing technology that changed the market price of books, Princess Yuzhen nodded in agreement.
"My little niece is indeed extraordinary!"
Except for summons from the palace, Wang Wei has been living in the outer courtyard of Yuzhen Temple. When he has free time, he also teaches Li Sixu to play the pipa.
Two wonderful days passed like this!
On the day of the Lantern Festival, as night fell, Li Linhuai rode into the city, left the horse in the inn stable, and appeared on the bustling street with Li Sixu.
At this moment, there was a sea of people outside Changfu Gate.
Although he had seen many scenes describing the Lantern Festival in Tang poetry and Song lyrics of the past dynasties, Li Sixu was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.
"Wow!"
Li Sixu tugged on Li Linhuai's sleeves and pointed to the lantern outside Anfu Gate: "Isn't this too spectacular?"
The lamp wheel outside Changfu Gate is about twenty feet high. Tens of thousands of lamps are hung on it, decorated with gold and jade, making it look like a cluster of flowers.
Like fiery trees and silver flowers, illuminating the streets.
There were crowds of people everywhere on the street. Even though she was accompanied by the tall Li Linhuai, she still felt like she was drowning in the sea of lights.
"Sir, this is so close to the imperial city."
Li Sixu looked at the high palace wall: "Can we enjoy the Lantern Festival on the tower?"
"Of course I can. The Emperor and the people will enjoy the Lantern Festival together."
Li Linhuai pointed to the height of the city tower: "Every year at the Lantern Festival, His Majesty will take the concubines, princes and princesses from the palace to climb the city tower to watch the lanterns."
"From the top of the tower, you have a sweeping view."
Li Linhuai looked at her with a smile: "It's just different from swimming in the sea of lights with the little princess."
"Although it's nice to enjoy the lanterns at the city tower with the royal brothers and sisters, Sisi would rather go to the lantern festival with the adults!"
Li Sixu raised her little head and looked at the tower. She could vaguely see little ant-like figures in the distance. She didn't know if her father or her royal brothers or sisters were among them.
"The lights on the street are too bright, I can't see my father and the others!"
As the night fell completely, there were more people on the street, and there were also gorgeous women and girls singing. Li Linhuai was afraid that the crowd would scatter the little princess, so he hurriedly held her tightly, regardless of the etiquette. With his hand, he led her forward.
