Sleeve the world, mourning melody

*

Word of mouth spread among the people in Beijing, and within a few days, two pieces of news related to the General's Mansion spread everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Not only common people, pawns and merchants are spreading the news, but the news spread like the wind to the upper class, famous families, families of generals, courtiers and dignitaries, even the silent palace, can't escape the whispers of the troublemakers.

He Yun received a report the first night, and Ling Sheng pretended to leave the palace the next day.

Sima Zi was sitting in the long corridor playing the piccolo, he was very surprised to hear that the girl came to report, before she stepped out of the corridor, the girl said 'the noble son who came to the door' had arrived in front of her.

Seeing her, Ling Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "The sound of the flute is far away, and I follow it from below. It's bothering me so much, so please don't blame me."

"Mr. Ling was joking, but the little girl can't describe it well. I hope you will forgive me."

Ling Cheng shook his head lightly, "Master, don't blame me as an uninvited guest for coming to the door without authorization." After looking down at her generously, he became curious about the rather weird-shaped piccolo in her hand.

"Young master, please come with me before entering the hall." Sima Zi calmly put the piccolo into his sleeve.

This piccolo is something she cherishes, and it is usually locked in the dressing table, but today she accidentally thought of playing it, never thought that it would be seen by outsiders.

And he is not someone else, but a king who controls the life and death of all people.

Ling Cheng paid attention to her actions, and felt even more curious, and joked: "This wooden flute is nothing but ordinary, it must be a blessing for it to be cherished by Miss."

Sima Zi smiled afterwards, "It's just an old thing, just keep it by your side for fantasizing."

Ling Sheng nodded, made way sideways, and walked back to the front yard with her.

*

Compared with Yueling's busy days, Yuelan is like a fish in water in Shilang's mansion, and her request is not in line with her wishes. Hearing about Yueling's departure from the mansion, Yuelan caught Yi Yan, who was busy before and after, and clamored to go back to the mansion.Her calculations are well thought out, even if her young lady refuses to agree, if Yi Yan releases him, the young lady will not blame her.After being tortured for a long time, Yi Yan, who always talked about him, had no choice but to step back and say that he would find an opportunity to go back with her to visit her.

As soon as the sedan chair landed outside the gate of the mansion, Yue Lan, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up and stopped the man in court clothes who was raising his legs, "Dare to ask Mr. Yi, do you have some free time today?"

Yi Yan couldn't help but laugh, this little girl really wanted her back, he paused for a moment, stepped out of the sedan door, and stepped aside, "Please enter the sedan chair."

Yue Lan shook her head in shock, "You're an official and I'm a citizen, and you're the master, how can I have the reason to occupy the magpie's nest?"

Yi Yan smiled brightly, "You also said, the guest is up to the owner, please."

Yue Lan took a step back and put on a posture of fighting to the end.Yi Yan had no choice but to take off her hat and hand it to her followers, and walked back with her.

*

It's not easy to go empty-handed when visiting in spare time, so Yi Yan and Yue Lan turned to the market.

Pedestrians on both sides of the street were talking about it, and Yue Lan heard the words "a girl from the scholar's house" and "brothers from the Yi family", she pricked up her ears and became more attentive, and said a few hasty words to Yi Yan who was whispering to her beside her.

When the two of them walked away, the discussion behind them became more daring, and some even said: "The two girls in the scholar's residence fell in love with the brothers of the Yi family..."

Fortunately, none of the parties involved was present.

*

Coincidentally.Sima Zi sent Ling Cheng out, and met the two of them who couldn't rest their hands face to face.Seeing Yi Yan, Sima Zi's heart tightened, and he seemed to glance around unintentionally, but when he didn't see that person, he couldn't help feeling lost while relaxing.

Without any scruples, Ling Sheng looked at the stunned man in court clothes from a distance, and said to the people around him in a deep voice: "Yi Qing came here in full dress, I think I have something important to ask you, so I'll take a step first for my brother."

"Mr. Ling, please go slowly!" Sima Zi hurried to catch up.

When Ling Sheng turned around, she was already approaching.Sima Zi raised his hand, generously took off the white jade bracelet on his wrist, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wrapped it up, handed it over, and said cautiously: "There are plums, but they are actually three."

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and took it with a smile, "Please wait for the good news."

Yi Yan's expression changed dramatically.

Yue Lan was at a loss, but also felt strange from the young lady's behavior to keep the offering, "What are they doing?"

Yi Yan bowed his head to signal, watched Ling Cheng leave, then turned his head, looked at the indifferent woman who had come in obscurity, and murmured in a sigh, as if explaining: "Flying on a branch to become a phoenix, I am so happy..."

The voice was clear and light, and Sima Zi suddenly stopped in his tracks. His eyes were empty, and the scene under the moonlight on the Shangsi Festival eight years ago flashed. A handsome girl with a nervous expression stared at her with clear eyes and asked softly: "Miss, do you like Phoenix?" ?”

Close your eyes lightly, and when you open them leisurely, the nostalgia in your eyes is cut off.

Lifting her eyes and smiling lightly, she called Yue Lan over, "A distinguished guest comes to the door, why don't you invite anyone into the house, what are you doing standing outside the door?"

Yue Lan came to her senses, teased and invited Yi Yan to join her.

Sima Zi looked sadly, the two who were talking side by side, looking at each other and smiling, seemed to make up for their faded and old verdant time.

The autumn wind rises and blows over the cheeks, shattering the sense of loss and nostalgia, stepping into the house, looking at the more empty and prosperous courtyard in front of you, lowering your head, silently following the sound of talking and laughing.

The Yangtze River flows forever, so people's hearts are changeable.She is no longer the ignorant girl who dared to express her opinion to her sweetheart, who threatened to pursue freedom and despise power.

*

Yi Yan talked and laughed with Yue Lan, and waited for Sima Zi to come into the hall, exchanged some greetings and said goodbye with an excuse.

Going back to the mansion and meditating all the way, the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, so Yi Yan turned to the general's mansion to discuss with Yi Mo.

Today, there are two surprises for Yi Yan, one is that she saw outside the scholar's mansion, the two people who he thought were irrelevant to each other said goodbye; Ink, her reaction.

The two sat opposite each other in the stone pavilion, and Yi Mo poured tea for his younger brother with his own hands. Hearing this, his expression was calm, "I met him once."

Yi Yan was almost rolled down his throat by the hot tea, and he looked impatient, but he still lowered his voice, "Where did you meet Eldest Sister?"

"A chance encounter at the market."

Yi Yan thought for a while, "It was rumored by the people on the street that you invited Miss Yue into the mansion before?"

Yi Mo stared at him for a while, as if digesting that the cunning man in front of him was her refined younger brother, and finally nodded to confirm.

Yi Yan put the teacup aside and begged her to recount what happened that day.

After the siblings told each other about their experiences, it was almost noon.Yi Mo looked at the sky, and hurriedly instructed him carefully before the meal: "To put it bluntly, it's just a secret matter between the palace and the wealthy family... Whether it's sincere or expedient, it's not right for you and me to ask too much. Just be careful with your words and deeds.”

Yi Yan nodded knowingly, stood up and looked sideways, just in time to see Yue Ling who was walking quickly across the corridor, and sighed softly, "It's always a happy event for a noble daughter from a family to enter the palace. For some reason, Miss Sima wants to chase her away at this time." out of the house."

Yi Mo stood up, "Maybe it's a kind of security."

The siblings looked at each other, and they communicated with each other without speaking.The palace is deep, and behind the monstrous power, who knows what kind of danger it is?

*

It is God's will, and he is merciless when teasing people, and he can't wait for changes day and night.

Three days later, the emperor's imperial decree was issued at the court, and before the court was dismissed, people who could see the imperial list in the streets and alleys spread the word - His Majesty the emperor wanted to be a queen.

Unlike those in the same court who sighed or sang loudly, Yi Yan looked calm from beginning to end, and after he went down to court, he sent his entourage and bearers back to the general's mansion.

Holding the bright red gift box in his arms, Yi Mo stood upright outside Zhumen's door, turning his head to look when Yi Yan approached.

"Waiting for me? Brother also heard?"

Yi Mo nodded, "The people in front of the imperial court are making noise in the city, so they can't be confused."

Yi Yan gestured to the long box in her arms, "I think the scholar's mansion is full of guests now, it's very boring... Can the elder brother accompany the younger brother to choose the gift?"

Yi Mo nodded again, motioning for him to go together.

The two boring gourds rarely get along, chatting impromptuly along the way.

Yi Yan asked: "What treasure are you planning to give, elder brother?"

Yi Mo glanced at him, "Where is there a treasure, it's just a picture of Baifu."

Yi Yan's eyes were glued to the long box, "Who wrote it in hand, should you treasure it?"

"It's Daoist Xuanchong who has "Shanhe Zhi" in his book. I heard from the marshal that he hit it off with Daoist Xuanchong when he was sent to the Western Regions, and they were inseparable." Yi Mo looked down at the long box in his arm, His eyes darkened, "This was originally a farewell gift from the Taoist priest to the Marshal. Later, during an autumn harvest battle, the Marshal gave it as a reward to boost morale..."

The commander in Yi Mo's mouth is General Li Shengli, the Marquis of Dingbei and the uncle of the former Dynasty, who she has supported and supported.

Yi Yan patted his eldest sister on the shoulder to comfort him, needless to say what happened later, it must be that Yi Mo was skilled in soldiers and horses, and won the honor first, after that, he won the favor of General Li and was able to rise to the top, right?

During the conversation, he was already in front of the antique shop, so the topic stopped there.