"Story of Yanxi Palace" White Moonlight

"Story of Yanxi Palace" White Moonlight

Eleven & Master

"Lang Shining pays homage to the Empress." The saluting person had yellow curly hair, and two purple grape-like eyes were hidden in the deeply sunken eye sockets, and there was a sincere light in his eyes.

"Scholar Lang doesn't have to be so rigid and courteous." Rong Yin gently raised his hand, signaling Lang Shining to get up from the ground, "You just need to bow your hands."

"Thank you, empress," Lang Shining lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Rong Yin's holy face as the queen. Although he had seen the queen's face when he painted the jade statue for the queen, Lang Shining also knew that as a foreign minister, he should not look directly at the holy face of the queen. Yan's.

"I don't know what the empress is here to see me for?" A sincere smile appeared on Lang Shining's face. Although he had only met the empress once or twice, he admired the subtlety of the elegant oriental woman in her very much. beauty of.

What's more, this empress is approachable, kind-hearted, dignified and generous, and has a good reputation in many population centers.

In Lang Shining's view, the empress is a beautiful representative of oriental women, a fairy in oriental religions, and an angel of their Christianity.

"I heard that Scholar Lang is good at playing your western musical instruments. I wonder if Scholar Lang can teach me how to play this violin?" Lang Shining's peaceful and graceful demeanor also made Rong Yin very comfortable. Lang Shining is 50 years old, and Rong Yin talks to him like he treats himself the same as their elders.

"This..." Lang Shining was surprised when he heard this. This was something he had never heard of before. They came from a distant country, set foot on this vast land, and met the honorable emperor of the East to teach them their religion and appreciate the oriental culture. , but in the end he could only become the royal painter of the court.

Even as a royal painter, he has only taught princes and princes. He has never taught a woman, let alone the luxurious and graceful queen of the Qing Dynasty.

"Scholar Lang don't have to worry about other things, I just ask if Scholar Lang wants to be my master or not?" Rong Yin looked calm, not worrying about gain or loss, with a refreshing smile on his face.

"It's natural," Lang Shining felt the sincerity of Rong Yin's apprenticeship. She didn't come in a sedan chair to put on airs like a queen, nor did she call herself a bachelor.

Lang Shining thought this way, if he disagreed, he would violate the fine traditions of the Italians, and lose their frank and unique character.

He still had a secret but great fantasy in his heart, the queen empress took the initiative to learn their musical instruments, and this musical instrument could also be spread in the vast and boundless land of the East.

"Then apprentice Fucha? Rong Yin pays a visit to the master." Rong Yin heard that Lang Shining agreed to his request, and showed his humble, studious, innocent and stubborn temperament, and gave a sincere salute to Master Lang.

Lang Shining was very pleased. As he got older, his homesickness became more and more intense. What made him even more regretful was that no one could inherit his skills and had nowhere to pass them on.Now it is different, if these can be passed on to this empress apprentice, it will be enough comfort for him to be buried in this foreign land.

"Let me play the tune first." Lang Shining sat down stroking his beard, and motioned for his apprentice to play the violin, wanting to see if this apprentice's talent could pass on his unique skills.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mingyu, who broke free from the dumbfounded, hurriedly stopped her, and said with a rare sharpness, "Bold, how can the empress worship you as a teacher?"

Although Mingyu's tone was sharp, but she had a cute little face to reduce the power of the reprimand, Lang Shining smiled gently, "You little girl is strange, why can't the empress worship me as a teacher?"

"Yes..." Mingyu was dumb for a moment, but she quickly found a reason, "The empress is the mother of a country, she is very honorable, how can I worship you as my teacher? What's more, you are still a foreigner!"

"Mingyu!" Rong Yin had already set his posture. Seeing that Mingyu was still chattering, and even disrespected Lang Shining in his words, he couldn't help reprimanding him, but his tone was still gentle.

"Your Majesty," Mingyu wanted to say more, but was scared back by Rongyin's words.

What Mingyu is most afraid of is losing the empress, the empress will not love her anymore, so when Rongyin blurted out, "If you talk more, call Mingyu."

Although Mingyu retreated, her eyes were red and she glared at Lang Shining angrily, showing that she was not convinced.

Rong Yin put the violin on his shoulders, grasped the bow, and began to play out of tune. Rong Yin's performance now is all based on her heart. Her posture and methods are all imitative. Although it is not very standardized, she can finally play well. to the tune.

After the song was over, Rong Yin put down the violin, and her eyes were a little moist because she played as she pleased.She looked up, Lang Shining's eyes were frozen, his eyes were on the far west.

"I heard the breath of freedom and the sound of galloping." Lang Shining's eyes were filled with nostalgia, "I remembered the wheat valleys, vast pastures, and mellow milk in my hometown..."

"I never thought that the tune I randomly pulled out would be so praised by Master Gongzi." Rong Yin's eyes were shining with stars, shining brilliantly, she could hear Lang Shining's sincere nostalgia, and she also wanted to gallop freely in Girls' Generation!

"Although the song is skillful, it's more about sincerity." Lang Shining adjusted his mood and began to teach Rong Yin earnestly, "Your Majesty pours her heart into this song, so she can naturally produce a song that touches the heart."

"Master Lang, the Han people have a word called Bosom Friends Difficult to Find, and another word called Wangnianjiao," Rong Yin sighed sincerely, "I think this is enough to describe me and Master Lang."

"Friends, friends," Lang Shining repeated the word between his lips and teeth, and suddenly laughed, "He who knows me is a pleasant voice! The culture of the Han people is extensive and profound, this is really a good word."

"Did Master Lang also like riding horses when he was in his hometown?" Rong Yin recalled Lang Shining's description of his hometown, and suddenly became curious. She was really curious about the West, the world beyond the sea.

"Yes, the horses in our family are just as rebellious as yours here, but in our horse farm, the grass is green and green and the mountains are everywhere, and the horses can run freely, stretch their hooves, and release their nature..." Lang Shining came to the Qing Dynasty when he was young, and he speaks both Chinese and Manchu fluently, and his attainments in Chinese are extremely deep. Xiyang Ranch told him to speak like a poem and a fairyland, and even Mingyu who was sulking at the side was fascinated by it .

"If I have the chance, I really want to go to your Western countries to experience it." Rong Yin felt regretful and sighed.

But she knew that in this life, it would be difficult for her to leave the Forbidden City again.

Sometimes Rong Yin would also hate that God gave her a chance to do it all over again, why didn't she go back to her childhood.But just thinking about it, having this opportunity is already a favor from the heavens, let alone asking for anything else?

What's more, she can abandon Hongli, but she cannot abandon her lovely child.

Rong Yin smiled helplessly, shook her head and sighed, she is already content with her life now, she only wants the baby to be born smoothly and grow up safely and healthily, she is content.

"Master Lang, as usual this year we want Mulan to fall? Ah, I ask the emperor to allow you to go with me. Although the scenery of Mulan paddock is different from your hometown, it has a unique flavor. You can also ride your horse freely to relieve the pain of longing for each other." Rong Yin's tone was concerned, without any sense of giving or rewarding, as if it was just a homely game.

Lang Shining's eyes were a little moist. In this foreign land, few people talked to him so kindly. His colleagues were jealous of him, the emperor appreciated him, his servants respected him, and outsiders feared him and regarded him as a different kind.

"Master Lang, let's start today's teaching." Rong Yin smiled slightly, as before, even though the world's people are not old, even if she is deeply hurt, she is as pure and kind as when she was young.

Lang Shining calmed down, picked up the musical instrument at the side, and started teaching, teaching the Western violin to the incomparably noble Qing empress and his student.

An hour later, Lang Shining finished his teaching, and he was very respectful and kind to Rong Yin. He was very satisfied with this student.

After Lang Shining gave some more instructions, Rong Yin bid him farewell, Mingyu pouted and hugged the violin, and followed Rong Yin three steps away, and when he left the Ruyi Pavilion, he complained like a series of firecrackers with a small mouth , "Mother, why do you want to worship a foreigner as a teacher, with a head of yellow hair, what do you say, he is not of my race, his heart must be..."

Mingyu repeated the word "must" several times, but couldn't hold back the words after that. Finally, she was out of breath and muttered, "His heart must be black! It's blacker than ink."

Rongyin laughed softly, and reminded Mingyu with a smile, "That means his heart must be different." After saying this, he taught Mingyu softly and kindly, "Mingyu, you have to remember, this sentence is right It’s not right. There is also a saying that even though it is my kind, its heart is also different.”

Mingyu seemed to understand but didn't understand, her eyes as pure as glass were full of doubts, she blinked and asked Rong Yin, "Why is this statement neither right nor wrong, right is right, wrong is wrong, there is no such thing as both right and wrong."

"Ha," Rong Yin suddenly chuckled, now she really doubts how Mingyu survived in this palace, it really is a fool's blessing.

Rong Yin patiently explained to Mingyu, "This world is not black and white, there are grays, Mingyu, why do you think the emperor loves me so much?"

Seeing Rong Yin's suddenly serious face, Mingyu leaned the fallen violin on her shoulder, and replied without thinking: "Of course it's the emperor's love for the empress!"

Rong Yin shook his head lightly, "No, if there is no such a smart and lovely son-in-law as Yong Lian, if there is no virtuous and virtuous son of this palace, if there is no deep and noble Fucha family behind this palace, the emperor's love for me will be pitiful. Now, what he loves most in his heart is the Supreme Power and the people of the world."

Mingyu still didn't understand, and said speciously: "What the emperor loves is exactly what the empress has."

"Yeah..." Rong Yin sighed slowly, she is not a fool, nor is she a little princess living in innocence, so she naturally knows that love cannot be pure and flawless.However, when everything faded away, why couldn't Hongli give her a little sincerity and love.Why did Hongli put dignified manners in the first place?Why didn't Hongli tell her to be relaxed and free?

"Mingyu," Rongyin suddenly turned her head and looked at her solemnly, "When you have what you have and what you pursue, you must firmly grasp it, but Mingyu, you must never hurt others, Especially the one who treats you sincerely."

"Well," Mingyu nodded firmly, almost swearing to the sky, "Mingyu remembers my mother's teachings."

"Mingyu, tomorrow you will make some cheese for Master Lang and send it to the Ruyi Pavilion." Rongyin suddenly smiled mischievously, and walked two quick steps towards Mingyu.

Mingyu kept complaining, "Mother, you know that I don't like that Western painter..."

Rong Yin couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, but his smile was still there, and he comforted her, "Just do it, you have been with Master Lang for a long time, you should know that he is an interesting and kind person."

Seeing Rongyin's footsteps getting more and more excited and almost jumping up, Mingyu sighed helplessly, the empress seemed to be getting more and more jumpy.