One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 112
Woke up early in the morning and practiced loneliness.

In the courtyard, Yuan Zhao held his sword and sat on a pile of round stones beside him in a daze, without any desire to practice sword.Luo Yan, Wu Xi and others who came to practice with each other looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Princess, what's the matter with you?" Aunt Tortoiseshell, who was watching from the corridor every day, couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Ah?" Yuan Zhao's train of thought was disturbed, he was stunned for a moment, looked back at the tortoise shell, and shook his head, "No."

"Then what's wrong with you? Luo guards and the others have been waiting for a long time." Tortoiseshell pointed to the guards.

Oh?Yuan Zhao raised his head in astonishment, and saw everyone looking at him worriedly, only then did he remember this, and said weakly:
"If you don't practice today, what should you do?"

Unprecedented thing ah!The sky is falling?The princess who has always been diligent has learned to be lazy? !This is the straight male thinking of Dong Tang, Jin Shui and Shi brothers.

The female guards had more colorful ideas than theirs, first drove the male guards away, Luo Yan, Wu Xi, Lian Shang and others surrounded them together.After all, Wu Xi is the fiancee of the seventh son and a relative of the princess, so he is most qualified to express his concern:

"Princess, do you have any thoughts about Na Meng—the second young master?"

There is a long sound behind the word Meng, and the intention is obvious.

Ok?Yuan Zhao was baffled by everyone's enthusiasm for gossip, and said, "Why should I have thoughts about him?" She was only 9 years old, what was going on in these people's minds?Don't you have any normal thoughts of being healthy and motivated?
"I heard that he is very talented..." Lian Shang has lived in the capital for a long time, so he is the most qualified to describe it to everyone.

"Hey," but Yuan Zhao was not interested in the rumors, "don't hear about it. There are many famous people in the world. It is because he occupies the power of the Meng family that he is known to the world. You have lived in the capital for a long time and have never seen the world. A teenager admires him."

Pfft, the four maidservants Lian Shang and Zhi Lan wanted to vomit blood, while Aunt Huobi turned her face away and snickered.

What I like most is to see the little princess with a mature face teach those who are older than her, and describe it to my wife in turn, so that she can have a good time too.

"The situation in our dynasty is undercurrent. I don't know how many romantic and trendy people are just around the corner, trying to enter the court to show their ambitions. The one or two outstanding young people in front of us are in their infancy. How do you know if they will be exhausted in the future?"

It's too early to say they're brilliant.Just like her, if it wasn't for her embarrassing status, her legend would have spread all over the world. How could she get weak scholars like them?Tch~.

"Jiang Lang is out of talent?" All the girls looked puzzled, "Who is Jiang Lang?"

Yuan Zhao: "... a foreigner, young and intelligent, old and witty exhausted, reduced to mediocrity."

The difference is that in the dream it is Jiang Lang, but in reality it may be Meng Lang or Feng Lang.Oh, all the girls suddenly realized that it really is their own little princess who can create words casually, no wonder they look down on the second young master Meng.

"The princess, what are you bothering about?"

Don't worry about love, don't worry about livelihood, the ups and downs of the family's honor and disgrace are temporarily beyond her concern, what else can make her a nine-year-old girl worry?
"Actually, it's nothing." Seeing that everyone was worrying with her, Yuan Zhao thought for a while, and said truthfully, "I seemed to be woken up by a dream this morning...but I forgot what I dreamed of!"

Amazing!An unprecedented phenomenon!
It's just a matter of changing clothes, and when the change is finished, she won't remember it, as if she has lost a particularly important memory... There is a strangeness that is different from the past, which made her look so radiant, but she couldn't lift up her sword .

However, this is very serious to her, but it is very common to others.

"It's normal," Luo Yan couldn't help laughing, "I also often dream, and I forget it when I wake up. I remember a few details occasionally, that's all, I can't remember anything else."

"Yeah, I often do that too..."

I thought that the little princess was worrying about what happened yesterday, but I didn't expect it was because of a dream.Everyone was relieved, and they talked about their own similar experiences to comfort the little girl's mood.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

Geniuses are really lonely, and her situation is completely different from theirs.Of course, you don't have to stress this point with them.Otherwise, they would coax her to agree with her like a child, saying every word in vain.

At the same time, the male guards who were eavesdropping in the corner also dispersed.

The princess doesn't need to practice with them, they have to report to Steward Ji and train with other adult guards.But they had just walked a few steps when they saw Steward Ji rushing over:

"Princess, His Highness the Crown Prince has a reward, hurry up and greet him outside the palace."

With a word from Guanshi Ji, he hurriedly turned over the maidservants in the courtyard, quickly dressed up the princess, and changed into a brand new white dress with green branches embroidered on the right.She came to escape the summer heat, and there was no formal dress in the temple, so she could only wear ordinary clothes.

Even though she was wearing regular clothes, it still made her look full of energy. She came to the temple and knelt down to receive a long wooden box sent by the internal officer.The body of the box is carved with exquisite patterns, painted by colored lacquer, red and black, bright and bright, symbolizing wealth and auspiciousness.

The internal officials didn't stay for long, and left after delivering them, not to mention drinking tea soup, and even unwilling to accept her tip.People outside may not know how poor Dingyuanhou's Mansion is, but how can people in the palace not know?
I received her reward today, and one day she will go to the palace to face the saint and reward him with a ten feet of red. I don't know if the reward is enough to buy a coffin.

Besides, this gift from His Highness the Crown Prince... ah, I feel bad luck after thinking about it, so I slipped away.

After seeing off the internal officials, Yuan Zhao opened the lacquer box and took a look, huh?Slightly surprised:
"Qin?"

A five-foot-long piano with a pitch-black tinge of green.The body of the piano is flat and long, but it is not heavy, about four or five kilograms.There is no name on the body of the piano, but the word "Green Smoke" is engraved on the box, which is quite in line with the color of the body.

"Green smoke?" Yuan Zhao looked at the name and was quite satisfied, "It seems to be not bad."

After finishing speaking, he looked up, only to find that Ji Wu and Aunt Tortoise had weird expressions, as if they had a toothache that could not be cured.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhao closed the box amusedly, and was hugged by Lian Shang, "Is there another allusion to this piano?" And it's ominous?

Seeing her asking, Tortoiseshell and Ji Wu looked at each other and sighed.

It turned out that the first owner of this piano was Yuan Zhao's uncle Bei Yuesheng, yes, the tyrant's.During the reign of the tyrant, the world-renowned violin maker was in Beicang, and he sent someone to invite him to make a peerless violin for himself.

Use the best luthiers, choose the best materials, and be able to produce unparalleled timbres.After the production is completed, well-known literati and qin players are invited to listen to the elegant sound and verify whether it is unique in the world.

After confirming that it was a rare and good violin, the tyrant immediately invited the luthier builder, praised him fiercely, and promised to reward his family with a lot of money.

Then, the luthier cut his throat on the spot.

The qin master's blood was splashed on the qin, and the tyrant was very satisfied, and said to the literati and qin players who were so frightened that their faces turned pale:
"Since he is Wushuang, he should prevent any latecomers from following him. He was able to build a peerless piano for me in this life, which is really due to the virtues accumulated by his ancestors."

It is rumored that for those who have the Dao of great luck, green smoke will rise from the ancestral grave, which means that some ancestors have attained the Tao and become immortals.

Therefore, the name of this piano is: Green Smoke.

"He was a lowly man, and he was fortunate enough to build a good piano for me. After his death, he would become a fairy." The tyrant laughed.

No one will be left alive to prevent future generations from obtaining his true biography.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

She has a thousand foul words, and she doesn't know whether to say them or not.

(End of this chapter)