Zheng Zhengjin returned to the pavilion, took out the piano given to her by Li Xueyan, played the strings under the night, and then started playing. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was sinking into the beautiful scenery of blue and white porcelain,
The sky is blue waiting for the mist and rain, and I am waiting for you
The smoke from the kitchen is rising thousands of miles across the river
The Han Dynasty writing on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty
Just think of it as foreshadowing my meeting you
The sky is blue and waiting for misty rain, but I am waiting for you
The moonlight was salvaged and fainted and the ending
Like the blue and white porcelain passed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful by itself
Your eyes are smiling
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Li Xueyan, her maid, and Li Junxian, who had not yet gone far, couldn't help but stop. After all, not everyone can sing this fairy-like tune.
The next day, early morning,
A light rain last night wetted the surrounding flowers and leaves. Zheng Zhengjin stretched out from the bedroom and slowly came out of the room. He couldn't help complaining in his heart, "Made, the bed is as hard as a cement road, and all the bones in his body are uncomfortable."
I then got up and went to the pavilion. Although it rained lightly last night, the weather was still bad. It was so hot that Zheng Zhengjin felt like it was going to rain heavily.
When we arrived at the pavilion, the piano was still in its original position.
Originally, two maids wanted to serve him to bed last night, but they were rejected by Zheng Zhengjin. Damn, those two little girls were probably only a little older than Li Lizhi now. He was I really can’t do it. Too brutal.
Regarding this matter, Zheng Zhengjin couldn't help but complain about Li Er in his heart. He remembered that Changsun Wugou seemed to have married Li Er when he was thirteen years old. He should be arrested and convicted first.
Then take out the breakfast milk, bread, etc. from the space, and eat your breakfast first.
Li Junxian quickly found Zheng Zhengjin, so when he came to the pavilion, he sat on the railing beside it and observed the fish in the lake without saying anything.
Zheng Zhengjin pretended to open his schoolbag, took out a bag of bread and a box of breakfast milk, handed it to Li Junxian and said: "Li Junxian, come here for breakfast."
Li Junxian looked at his hand The bread and breakfast milk in it were a little numb. He had now determined that Zheng Zhengjin's schoolbag was a treasure chest, and he could take out anything. In short, it was very magical.
"Thank you." Li Junxian thanked him politely.
Zheng Zhengjin smiled: "You have learned to be polite."
Soon, Li Xueyan and her maid also arrived at the pavilion,
Zheng Zhengjin said: " Sit down and have breakfast." She then pretended to take out bread and breakfast milk from her schoolbag, one for each of Li Xueyan and her maid.
You know, the food in the entire Tang Dynasty is relatively scarce now,
After finishing breakfast in a graceful manner, Li Xueyan asked, "I wonder if you can teach me the music?" Although she was quite proficient, she had never heard of Zheng Zhengjin's kind of playing.
Zheng Zhengjin smiled and nodded, and couldn't help but sigh: "Miss Xueyan still knows the goods, unlike Commander Li, who is just a piece of wood. Very boring."
Li Jun Xian was inexplicably grabbed. As he was eating bread, he raised his head, glanced at Zheng Zhengjin, and stopped talking. Keep eating the bread.
Almost two meals were served in the Tang Dynasty. Basically, noon and evening. You must know that eating breakfast can be regarded as a luxury for Li Junxian.
Zheng Zhengjin replied that he agreed with Professor Li Xueyan, which made Li Xueyan very happy,
So Zheng Zhengjin asked Li Xueyan: "Can you read and understand the music score?"
"Yes." Li Xueyan nodded firmly. So Zheng Zhengjin took out a piece of A4 paper from his schoolbag, handed it to Li Xueyan, and said: "You should familiarize yourself with the score first, and then play."
Li Xueyan looked at the score and felt numb, so She asked: "Sir, is this music score?"
The music score said 12345321, but she couldn't understand it at all, so she was very depressed.
Zheng Zhengjin felt numb now. Damn it, this is the Tang Dynasty now. Not to mention the music score, even the Arabic numeral 12345 seems to have not yet spread to the Central Plains.
"Which, can you compose the music? My music score may be different from the music score you understand. If you can compose the music, I will play it once, and you will look carefully behind me, and then see if you can Compose this song?" Zheng Zhengjin could only ask the next best thing.
Li Xueyan also said with some guilt: "I'll try my best." She can only play, how can she compose music.
Zheng Zhengjin thought she could really compose music, and then he started to play the strings. The crisp guzheng sound was like big and small beads falling on a jade plate, and he remembered it with a tinkling sound.
A string of notes combine to form a piano sound every second, which is refreshing.
Li Xueyan stood next to Zheng Zhengjin. When she heard the sound, she had forgotten whether she should compose the music. At this moment, she looked at Zheng Zhengjin's onion-like fingers, tracing the strings and playing the piano sounds every second. She couldn't help but indulge in it.
Even the wooden-like Li Junxian couldn't help but fall into the music of the piano.
And Li Xueyan's maid looked at Zheng Zhengjin who was sitting on the stone bench playing the piano with starry eyes.
After playing a song, Zheng Zhengjin asked Li Xueyan, who was in a daze next to him: "Can you compose music?"
Li Xueyan was startled when he heard this, lowered his head guiltily, and then said: "Young Master is really good at playing the piano, but this little girl doesn't." But she said it somewhat confidently.
Li Junxian looked sideways at Li Xueyan and muttered in his heart: "If you can't, then you can't. Why do you act so confidently?"
When Zheng Zhengjin heard this, he sighed and said: "It doesn't matter, If you don’t know it, you can learn it slowly.”
In the pavilion, a gentle breeze blew by, and the faint fragrance of a woman filled Zheng Zhengjin’s breath. Zheng Zhengjin couldn't help but take a closer look at Li Xueyan.
It is really hard to imagine how such a delicate little girl managed to live in Tubo. Not only that, this girl also led the local people in Tubo to innovate and reform, leaving her name in history.
"The young master's way of playing is very strange, but it sounds very pleasant to the ear." The maid next to Li Xueyan interrupted suddenly and said with a blushing face.
Zheng Zhengjin spoke suddenly, looked at Li Junxian and said: "General Li, you can go to the door to greet the guests. Your master is here."
Li Junxian raised his head and looked at Zheng Zhengjin in surprise. Zheng Zhengjin nodded slightly,
Under the suspicious eyes, Li Junxian stood up, saluted, and then quickly left the pavilion and headed for the gate.
After Li Junxian left, Li Xueyan and her maid looked at Zheng Zhengjin in surprise. This place was at least two to three hundred meters away from the gate, not to mention that there were buildings in the middle blocking the view.
But Li Xueyan didn't ask any more questions. She felt that Zheng Zhengjin was not an ordinary person, and it was normal to know this. Because of this, her admiration for Zheng Zhengjin has reached a new level.
Zheng Zhengjin wanted to find a combination, but he thought it would be a bit difficult. The system was a great favor to him. Otherwise, he would have only dared to hide in the deep mountains and forests for the rest of his life.
(End of this chapter)