[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

The morning sun slanted on the face, and the breeze blew the branches and leaves of the willows.Bright twig flowers wrapped around the fence, spreading fiery red.

A Sheng was carrying a few baskets of newly woven bamboo strips and bamboo baskets, and planned to sell them door-to-door.Since the market is deserted and no one cares about it, it should be more or less possible to sell some of them if you find some wealthy families.

She knocked on a well-to-do gentleman's house, and an old butler opened the door.

Although the girl in front of him was poorly dressed and her thick ink-like bun was so clean that there were no ornaments, but she came from a poor peasant family at the bottom, but the calmness and elegance that greeted him made his eyes shine.

"Excuse me, old man, do you want one of these bamboo sticks?" A Sheng asked politely.

The housekeeper's eyes couldn't help but sympathize. In this chaotic and desolate year, even girls are forced to come out to ask for a living.

"Then I want two."

"Five cents apiece." A Sheng took the money from the old man, handed over the bamboo strips, and said goodbye to him, "Thank you for looking after the business."

She continued to walk on both sides of the street, and she could hear the faint sound of zither, flute and flute coming from the front, as well as the Qingyue singing that resounded like an oriole, and the lingering sound was faint in her ears.

This is a Yuefu teaching workshop, where several musicians are concentrating on practicing with kabuki, composing scores and writing lyrics, and occasionally there are graceful and moving dancers rehearsing dances with great interest.

Ah Sheng couldn't help standing outside the threshold, looking inside curiously.This is a world she has never been in contact with. The exquisite pipas and lyres on display, as well as the simple and simple xun, are an elegant place where people say that birds fly and fish gather in the deep.

A sharp-eyed woman in purple clothes caught a glimpse of A Sheng, put down the flute in her hand and walked over, smiled at her and said, "Miss, do you intend to join our band?"

A Sheng shook her head again and again, she had completely forgotten how to play the qin, so she came to this place to bring shame on herself, just to make up for it.

"But I can't do anything."

The woman grabbed A Sheng's arm, her gestures were friendly, and the smile on her face was as gentle as a peach blossom in spring, as if she had expected her to respond like this.

"It's okay, the little girl can teach the girl a skill."

She looked at A Sheng carefully, with an appreciative smile on her face.

"It's a pity that a girl is so beautiful and bows down to the farmhouse of the Tian family."

"I don't ask for any glory, as long as I can make my family live better, that's enough."

The woman in purple nodded, and then asked: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"My name is Bian Sheng, Sheng Xiao's Sheng."

"The little girl is the number one here, her name is Lanyue."

Lan Yue taught her how to play the lyre, Ah Sheng had a vague impression of it in his memory, and only remembered that someone had taught her patiently.

I don't know if it's because of what she has learned before, but she is actually very handy when she learns it again. The song of Gongshang is like a clear spring, bubbling among the tiny stones in the stream.

Living in Lefang has indeed improved a lot. Xiao Bing's face is rosy because of the nutrition, and his father's tuberculosis is not so serious because of the continuous supply of angelica to replenish Qi and blood.

There is a banquet in the government office today, according to the convention, the band where Ah Sheng is located should come and sing and dance.

There were two handsome men sitting at the table, pushing glasses and exchanging glasses, talking and laughing happily, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens, a group of maids carrying wine glasses and jugs were delicate and soft, and looking up, they were full of grace and temptation.

"That's Zhang Miao, the prefect of Chenliu, and the other man in black is the newly appointed Yanzhou Shepherd, Cao Cao." Lan Yue introduced to A Sheng in a low voice.

She looked up and saw that it was the man who bought her Pisces Pendant for two thousand baht last time.

He turned out to be the dominant Yanzhou Mu.

His demeanor is graceful and dignified, and his demeanor is full of free and easy joy of turning his hands for clouds and covering his hands for rain, and his star-like eyes imply a domineering look at all beings, which makes people shocked suddenly and arouses awe out of thin air.

And Zhang Miao, the prefect of Chenliu under him, even though he is also a handsome man, has disgusting lust and obscenity in his eyes. Looking at the beautiful Legies, they smiled strangely, slowly chewing a bowl of snow-white sheep. Fat, smacking his lips contentedly, I don't know if he is drunk for sex or delicious.

The hall was silenced by Cao Cao's cold and natural aura, he broke the calm, slightly closed his eyes and said slowly: "Where is your number one Legie."

Lan Yue hurriedly agreed upon hearing the words: "That's my daughter."

"Can you play Zheng Fengqin?"

"promise."

Playing the piano and plucking the strings, the sheng and flute make harmony.

The woman said to watch?The scholar said, let's go and see?Other than that, enjoy yourself.The Weishi and the woman, Yiqi joked with each other, and gave them peony.

The five-tone phase scale, the singing voice is ethereal, and the charm of each word is curling up.Under the night, the moon is bright and full, and the phoenix tree is full of Zhen Zhen, and the branches and leaves are rustling.

Asheng played absent-mindedly, and his mind was full of the scene in the poem. In March, during the Shangsi Festival, young men and women met by the Qinshui River and gave peonies to express their admiration.

The peony is as red as fire and as soft as water. It is the fiery heart of the innocent and pure girl.

She suddenly fell into a fugue, and her slender hands stopped plucking the strings in an instant.

Zhang Miao held the bronze wine cup in his left hand, and his cloudy eyes full of lust and desire scanned the audience.

Suddenly, he saw A Sheng who was in a trance, and couldn't help holding his breath.

It was the first time he had seen such a woman with picturesque features, her skin was like jade, and her almond eyes were bright and kind, and she had a charm that was as lively and beautiful as smoke.

In such a comparison, the few maids around her immediately lost their colors.

"The woman on the far right is so beautiful." Zhang Miao stared straight at A Sheng, and pushed a beautiful woman who wanted to pour wine for him to the side, and the latter staggered and screamed.

Ah Sheng suddenly withdrew his attention from the fugue, and unnaturally bowed his head and shrank his body when he heard the words, pretending not to hear.

Cao Cao was attracted by Zhang Miao's envious voice, and couldn't help but follow his straight gaze, and caught a glimpse of A Sheng at a glance.

Seeing that Cao Cao was also looking at him, Ah Sheng's expression became more cautious, beads of sweat dripped from his hair, and felt astringent on the skin shrunken by tension.

Zhang Miao couldn't help but approached her, and A Sheng took a few steps back in shock.

"Young lady, why are you so obsessive? The prefect is quite interested in you." These words were so blunt, which made A Sheng feel sick.

Even though she was a little scared, she couldn't help but said: "I'm really sorry, but unfortunately I'm not interested in the prefect."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

The musicians and kabukis present all looked at each other in blank dismay, secretly sweating for A Sheng.

In the panic-quiet atmosphere, the air seemed to stop flowing, and the orange-red candle shadows shook the wall, stirring everyone's emotions at the same time.

In this embarrassing atmosphere, abrupt laughter suddenly came from beside my ear.

"Ah."

It was Cao Cao who was laughing.

Zhang Miao was dissatisfied for a moment, seeing that it was Cao Mengde who couldn't help smiling, he could only twitch his mouth to suppress his anger.

"What does Meng De mean?"

Cao Cao remained calm, tapping the table with his knuckles lightly, making a dull and rhythmic sound.

He didn't say a word, but stared at Zhang Miao quietly with those bright but not angry eyes, which made the latter lose all momentum, bowed his head involuntarily, and dared not make another sound.

Zhang Miao just felt that he was making fun of himself, thinking that Cao Cao would be displeased by his rash behavior, so he could only laugh dryly: "I'm just making fun of you, why should Meng De take it seriously?"

"Is she something you can laugh at?" Cao Cao seemed to be sullen rarely, with displeasure in his tone, which made everyone tremble and uneasy.

In fact, he really wanted to say, is she worthy of making fun of her?

Although Ah Sheng didn't understand his help to her, she still looked at him gratefully, only to find that after she made eye contact with him, Cao Cao's pupils lit up, shining a light she had never seen before, like Sudden surprise.

He was obviously hesitating to speak to her, and the palm he was clenching with his fingers hurt, and the tingling pain suddenly penetrated into his heart, but he just bit his lower lip tightly, printing a thin blue-white line.

He has been unrestrained for so many years, but he dared not act rashly when facing Bian Sheng.