The Favored Medical Princess

"Big Brother, Marshal, and Brother Yu, why are you all here!"

A brisk and familiar male voice came from the direction of the city gate along with the sound of horseshoes. Yu Xiufan and Yuan Yuyi rode two horses, one black and one red, respectively.

When the two came close, Yu Xiufan got off his horse neatly and greeted everyone. Yuan Yuyi was also generous, but when she greeted Qu Jiayue, the expressions of the cousins ​​were a little subtle.

After exchanging a few words of pleasantries, Yu Xiufan suggested with a smile: "There is a saying, meeting by chance is worse than meeting by chance, let's go for a walk, let's drink...tea together!"

When the words came to his lips, Yu Xiufan abruptly changed the word "wine" into "tea", and he was secretly happy: God helped him, today he asked Yuan Yuyi to go to the Great Buddha Temple to offer incense, and he was worried Asking Yuan Yuyi to go to a teahouse or restaurant to see if it would be an abrupt beauty, now it's all over, let's go with the flow.

Thinking about it, Yu Xiufan's eyes sparkled.

Fifth Young Master Liu and Yu Xiufan grew up wearing a pair of trousers, one could tell what Yu Xiufan was thinking by looking at his appearance, and they also echoed and beat the drums, and the crowd surrounded Xiao Yi and Guan Yu Baihao He walked to Fengyun Tea House in a mighty manner.

Qu Jiayue, who deliberately took a step behind, stared at Guan Yu's Bai Qichang's back, barely suppressing the smile on her lips, she looked as elegant and calm as usual, only a pair of unusually bright eyes revealed her thoughts.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse welcomed everyone to the elegant seat on the second floor in person in fear.

In the private seat, the things left by Mr. Hua, Qu Jiayue and his party were scattered, such as piano, chess, books, paintings, and tea. Good Longjing, as well as the specialty dim sum in the tea house.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of tea and incense, and the rustling sound of leaves blown by the wind can be heard outside the window, making the atmosphere quiet and elegant.

Yuan Yuyi scanned the room for half a circle, her eyes fell on a piano in the corner, raised her eyebrows thoughtfully, and blurted out: "Is this the 'Great Sage's legacy'?"

"Miss Yuan has really good eyesight!" Miss Hua responded, her black eyes shining brightly.

"So this violin belongs to Miss Hua?" Yuan Yuyi walked to the side of the violin, and plucked it lightly on the strings.

Seeing that Yuan Yuyi is a piano player, Miss Hua smiled even more, "Ms. Yuan, do you want to give it a try?"

Yuan Yuyi wrinkled her small face and said: "I won't show my ugliness. My mother said that I am just a showman. It's okay if you let me play "Autumn Wind Ci". It is a rare and famous Qin, the sound of which is beautiful and deep, but it was ruined in my hands..."

Qu Jiayue's eyes flashed, and she interjected with a smile: "Liu Shuang, you are too modest." Liu Shuang is Yuan Yuyi's title, and Qu Jiayue and Yuan Yuyi have not been close since they were young, and they have always used each other's titles commensurate.

Qu Jiayue picked up a piano score on the desk next to her, stepped forward and said, "I happened to find a fragment of "Butterfly Dreamwalking", just now Miss Hua and Miss Chang and I were trying to recompose this fragment , but the first paragraph has not been completed yet, Miss Hua and I have already had ambiguities... How about Liu Shuang, how about you take a look for us?"

Yuan Yuyi was also aroused a little interest, looked at the scores written by Qu Jiayue and Miss Hua, and frowned slightly.

Before she could speak, she heard the sound of "Zheng" from the piano, and looked down, only to realize that little Xiao Yu had walked to the piano case at some point, stretched out her small hand and plucked the strings, then raised her face, Looking at Yuan Yuyi with burning eyes: "Auntie, play the piano!" Hurry up and play it for brother Yu!

Xiao Yi snatched little Xiao Yu away in a funny way, and played on his forehead, "You brat, you are used to calling people around!" Seeing how proficient this brat is, he must have used his mother to play the piano a lot at home. Listen to him!

Xiao Xiaoyu looked at his father aggrievedly, he didn't do anything? !

However, Xiao Xiaoyu's words gave Yuan Yuyi a flash of inspiration, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu is right, you will know after a while." She looked around the crowd and said, "Anyway, there is nothing to do, everyone listen , maybe we can learn from each other's strengths."

Qu Jiayue smiled even wider, clapped her palms and said in agreement, "Liu Shuang, you have a great idea! Then let me play it first."

Qu Jiayue has always been very confident in her piano skills. She has no heirs, but she can stand out in the harem of King Xiye. Firstly, it is because of her outstanding appearance; Ye's vulgar fans, I don't know how much they stand out.

After burning incense and cleaning her hands, Qu Jiayue walked to the piano table and sat down. After trying out the sound of the piano, she began to pluck the strings.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded, melodious and broad, clear and moving, gradually becoming sad...

This is only the first paragraph of "Butterfly Dreamwalking", and soon the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the others in the private seat were also somewhat unsatisfied. Mr. Liu Wu praised: "Ms. Qu is really excellent at the piano!"

Yuan Yuyi glanced at Qu Jiayue, and a look of complexity flashed in her eyes.

"You're showing your ugliness." Qu Jiayue stood up gracefully, blessed everyone, and returned to her seat.

Then, it was Miss Hua's turn. The beginning of the melody was the same. After two melodies, it began to be a little different. The melody was ethereal, vivid and smooth.

When Miss Hua stopped, there was silence in the private seat until Xiao Xiao Yu clapped her hands "papapapa", which was very flattering.

Yuan Yuyi frowned and thought, no wonder they were arguing, and it's hard to say which one is better. Different people have different understandings of the qin music, and the two sections are well composed, in line with the original artistic conception of the qin music.At the beginning, it seems that Qu Jiayue's tune is more vivid and leaves a deeper impression on people. In comparison, it seems that Miss Hua's tune is a bit dull, but it is light and flavorful, leaving an aftertaste ...

Both have their strengths and weaknesses, but...

"Ms. Hua's is better..." Yuan Yuyi said honestly.

Qu Jiayue's smile froze, she took a deep breath, and said softly, "Liu Shuang, why?"

Yuan Yuyi pinched her chin and murmured, "I'm a bit hard to say..."

Qu Jiayue pursed her cherry lips, and said seriously, "Liu Shuang, you must make me lose clearly, right?" As she said that, she looked at Guan Yubai on the front right, got up and blessed, "Marshal Wenwu Shuangquan, omniscient, can you teach Mingyue something?"

For a moment, all eyes were on Guan Yubai who was drinking tea.

Guan Yubai put down the celadon teacup in his hand, and said, "Can you lend me the remaining score?"

Seeing that Guan Yubai seemed to be making decisions for her, Qu Jiayue was overjoyed, and quickly presented the original fragmented score.

Guan Yubai flipped through the broken score, stood up, and walked to the piano case. The girl Hua who was sitting behind the piano case guessed something, and hurriedly got up and gave the piano to Guan Yubai.

After Guan Yubai tried the piano sound casually, he flicked the strings, and a string of piano sounds escaped from under his fingers, as high as the sky, ethereal and free and easy...

As soon as he made a move, the other two piano masters immediately produced something extraordinary.

This "Great Sage's Voice" is considered to have life in his hands...

When the sound of the qin stopped, Miss Hua couldn't help blurting out: "Flying into a god." She suddenly felt that the qin in her hands was a waste of money.

"Father sounds good!" Xiao Xiaoyu sat in his father's arms and clapped his hands again.

"I understand." Chang Huanwei said thoughtfully from the side, "Miss Hua's composition is too smooth, while Miss Qu's...is too radical. This is the first paragraph..." "Butterfly Dreamwalking" There are a total of seven sections plus an ending, and the section played by Qu Jiayue is too intense and pathetic, and it should never appear in the first section.

Chang Huanwei was clearly talking about the tune, but for some reason, Qu Jiayue always felt that the other party seemed to be implying that she was too radical.

"Marshal," Miss Hua raised her eyes to Guan Yubai, her eyes were burning, and she said again, "Forgive me for taking the liberty, but can you finish playing this song "Butterfly Dreamwalking"?" It is a stunning song.

Who would have thought that before Guan Yubai could say anything, Xiao Yi directly rejected him: "You guys are looking for the remnants of the genealogy, figure it out for yourself!"

Guan Yubai took a quick look at his right hand, but after playing this part, his fingertips were already trembling slightly.He quietly put his hands into his sleeves.

Xiao Yi has always been sharp-eyed, and he had already taken this scene into his eyes, casually picked up Xiao Yu, and said: "It's time for the brat to take a nap, Xiaobai, let's go."

These two are uncompromising figures in Southern Xinjiang, and the others did not dare to stop them. They respectfully sent them out of the private seat and watched them all the way out of the teahouse.

Poor little Xiao Yu had no chance to object at all. By the time he realized it, the whole room of delicacies had gone away from him. He looked at his father pitifully and said, "Daddy, cakes and fruits!"

"Look at how promising you are!" Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly, and said it bluntly, but he went all the way and swept away all the snacks and snacks in the dim sum shops on the street. Naturally, the poor bamboo can only be obedient Helping to carry those food boxes, in the end, he was almost overwhelmed by those food boxes, and many people laughed at him wherever he passed.

Walking all the way, buying all the way, also extended the journey of less than a stick of incense to half an hour, and the little guy was completely satisfied.

When the father and son returned to Bixiao Hall, the sun had already started to set, and Nangong Yue was redrawing the dowry list for Xiao Fei in the small study.

After knowing that Yan Xijun needed to keep his filial piety for a year, Xiao Fei came to find Nangong Yue and discussed with her whether she should go ahead of herself and make engagements to her younger sisters first.

Nangong Yue naturally knew that Xiao Fei's implication was that she was willing to wait for Yan Xijun for a year.

In Nangong Yue's view, a woman only gets married once in her life. In fact, as long as she chooses the right person, it doesn't matter if she marries early or late. In another year, Xiao Fei will be seventeen. , but also enough to conceive a healthy child.

For this reason, Nangong Yue specially called Xiao Rongxuan and Xiao Rongying, and told them that Xiao Fei's marriage was still under consideration, and it might be decided later.Both girls said they were not in a hurry.

Nangong Yue also expected this point, Xiao Rongxuan promised Fang Shilei, it is estimated that Xiao Rongxuan herself hoped to delay it for another year; Xiao Rongying is not very old, wait another year, talk about marriage as a princess , she will only be more happy.

According to Xiao Yi, these things are nothing at all!

Since the marriage was delayed by a year, Nangong Yue planned to add some more dowry to Xiao Fei on the basis of the original one.

It turned out that the dowry set by the Zhennan Prince's Mansion was 1 taels of silver for the concubine's daughter and 1 taels of silver for the concubine's daughter. Now Nangong Yue has added another [-] taels to each, and is adding to the list with great interest, preparing to send people to Jiangnan for a visit. Going to buy some more jewelry and buy some new fabrics.

She was drooping her eyes and pondering, when she heard Xiao Xiao Yu's clear voice: "Mother!"

Immediately after was the sound of picking the curtain, the little guy rushed in. He hadn't seen his mother for a long time, he hugged his mother's arm affectionately, and thoughtfully avoided his mother's high bump abdomen.

After acting like a spoiled child, he put on the appearance of a big brother again, put his ear on her abdomen, and asked, "Mother, is sister good today?"

Xiao Xiaoyu's cute and caring look made Nangong Yue's mouth slightly curled up, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Sister is as good as brother Yu." Nangong Yue coaxed two of them at once, and the little ancestor in her belly seemed quite satisfied, and kicked her lightly.

The little guy also felt it, and exclaimed excitedly, "Mother, Dad, sister is greeting me!"

Xiao Yi, who followed his son into the room, had a handsome face that was so dark that it was about to drip ink. Hearing this, he no longer cared about settling accounts with his son, and couldn't wait to lean on Nangong Yue's stomach.

Seeing the father and son's heads, one big and one small, sticking to her belly, one left and one right, the smile in Nangong Yue's eyes grew stronger.

It's a pity that the little ancestor in her womb was also naughty, so the father and son waited for a while, and there was no more movement.

However, the little guy is also unwilling to give up, insisting on waiting for his sister to play with him again, Nangong Yue sat down on the beauty couch beside her, and let the sleepy little guy who still refused to close her eyes snuggle up to her side .She patted him regularly, trying to put him to sleep without a trace.

"Where did brother Yu go to play with foster father today?" Nangong Yue asked with a smile.

"Anxing Village..." Xiao Xiaoyu yawned, talking about what he had seen and heard in Anxingzhuang, talking about veterans, fields, and fish ponds... Naturally, it was inevitable to mention that Mr. Hui and " Rebellious ministers and thieves" or something.

Nangong Yue pursed her cherry lips slightly, and couldn't help frowning.

Of course Xiao Yi, who was leaning on the beauty's couch, heard it too, and with the same casual expression, he said calmly: "Xiao Bai also told me about this just now."

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth curled into a sarcasm, "Everyone is so loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but I haven't seen them join the army for Dayu and go to battle to kill the enemy. It seems that the so-called loyalty to the emperor is nothing more than that! There is no need to teach this kind of person badly." Children, taught one by one pedantic."

Xiao Xiaoyu looked curiously at his father and then at his mother, his eyes narrowed into a line from sleepiness.

Xiao Yi calmly took advantage of the little guy's yawning to help him adjust his posture, let him snuggle into his arms, and patted him on the back a few times.

After playing for a long time, the little guy finally couldn't resist the call of the sleepy bug, and fell asleep snoring.

Seeing Xiao Yi skillfully coaxing their little guy, Nangong Yue's eyes became softer, like Wang Chunshui, she took a small thin quilt from one side and covered the little guy on her body.

The little guy smelled the familiar smell on the little quilt, let out a sigh, pinched the corner of the quilt contentedly, and fell into a deeper sleep.

Nangong Yue gently shaved the little guy's sideburns behind his ears, and said: "A Yi, this kind of black and white person who never bends down is not a problem."

As she said that, Nangong Yue's eyes flashed, and her tone became meaningful, "I'm afraid that some people will think that they will 'bear the burden of humiliation' and stay in southern Xinjiang to 'mistaken their children'."

Originally, the Confucian way of Confucius and Mencius is based on loyalty to the emperor. If someone intends to instill some pedantic and ignorant ideas into those blank children through teaching, I am afraid they can do it without anyone noticing.

Xiao Yi was startled, and then narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, what Ayue said was not unreasonable.

"I'll discuss this matter with Xiaobai later...it's not a big deal." Xiao Yi said as he sat up, stroking Nangong Yue's cheek with his slender fingers, and said lightly, "It's not a big deal to use your life on the battlefield. The fighting of Bo is also coming, but it's just some pedantic literati!"

Now that he's on guard, he won't let someone take advantage of it.

Southern Xinjiang is located in the frontier, and there have been wars and chaos for many years. Protecting the country is naturally the most important issue. It can be said that for hundreds of years, southern Xinjiang has tended to emphasize martial arts and despise literature. Now the situation is stable. In the long run, they should also carefully consider the issue of "reading"!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!