Chapter 26 Spring Breeze

Sanniang, do you know what is the most difficult thing to wash off when it is stained?

Don't know.

Blood.

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Walking in the sunshine of the bright sun, when you look up, you can see white clouds floating in the blue sky. The Tang Dynasty without industrial pollution is so beautiful and pure, like a girl who has not been desecrated.

Xue Chongxun was spotless. Not long after, he went to Wenyunzhai to steam it, washed his whole body several times, and changed into a brand new long shirt...

However, at this moment, he still felt a smell of blood on his body.

Sanniang next to her lowered her head and covered her eyebrows with her palms. She seemed to be very uncomfortable with the too strong light.

Xue Chongxun turned around and said: If you are often active during the day, you will get used to the blue sky and sunshine... Don’t worry about the official position. Except for Li Shouyi, no one dares to openly capture me, but Li Shouyi doesn’t know you, and I can refuse to admit it if someone recognizes you.

Sanniang remained silent.Xue Chongxun said again: There is nothing wrong today, let’s go to Shuiyun to see Meng Xiaoyu.

Is she very important to the husband?Sanniang finally spoke.

Xue Chongxun pondered for a moment, as if it was difficult to answer this question.

He suddenly remembered that there was a movie called "The Killer Not So Cold". The old man in the bar specializes in introducing the killer's job. Every time he appeared, he would laugh and play with a group of children.

Xue Chongxun thought about it before pondering: I found that when I was with her, it felt like this sky... the blue sky and white clouds were very warm.Don’t tell her about Xiao Heng, understand?

Sanniang nodded quietly and silently.

When they arrived in the water and clouds, they happened to be the one performing on the wooden tower in the hall was Meng Xiaoyu, and the song they played and sang was "Suka Blanc".

Xue Chongxun stood in the crowd and enjoyed her performance.

Meng Xiaoyu wore a white dress and looked pure, which won the audience's excitement and cheers.

She held the pipa in her arms, sang to the depths of her love, and played to the heartache. A tear was heard with one finger, but the audience was still cheering loudly.

Perhaps this kind of injury makes her look like a passionate beauty, or her tears look like pear blossoms and rain, which is particularly attractive.

People who watch singing and dancing spend money just asking for a word of pleasure, but Meng Xiaoyu is really sad.

A beautiful girl, a girl who cares about feelings, always suits the tastes of men. Looking at countless erotic poems describing beauty, you can see that the woman in the poem is either crying or sad, and she has never seen a laugh...

Most of the poems are written by men.

The brothel recognized Xue Chongxun at some point, hurried over and said with a smile: Look, what kind of noble man is here!

Xue Chongxun clasped his fists and said: No more expensive, no more expensive, I'm here to listen to Xiaoyu sing the song.It's okay, Sister Du is busy with you... By the way, why don't Xiaoyu take care of her for a few more days? Now is she going to the stage?

The brothel hurriedly said: Oh, I didn’t force Xiaoyu. She said she was fine. Besides, many of our repeat customers in Shuiyun like to listen to Xiaoyu singing.After raising her for a few days, she was not a good idea to keep her in the room, so she agreed to let her show up.After a while, she came down and asked her to accompany her husband alone... Cai'er, you take your husband upstairs to Xiaoyu's house and serve him.

A young lady came over and Xue Chongxun and others followed her upstairs.

The private room upstairs is much more expensive, but it is worth the money. You can see the programs on the table from the open windows, which is indeed much more comfortable than below.

After Meng Xiaoyu finished singing, she put down her pipa, stood up and bowed her knees to the people under the stage, gave a sweet smile, said something thankful, and then turned around and left.

The audience still felt unsatisfied and shouted to her for another song.

But after a while, another group of beauties came up, and their dresses were exposed, and their skin was faintly revealed. People became even more excited and never called Meng Xiaoyu to play again.

After a while, Meng Xiaoyu went upstairs, returned to her room, and saw Xue Chongxun, and was quite surprised and said: It's you...

Xue Chongxun nodded and said: I came back last time and I heard you sing the song, but unfortunately something happened. Today I finally got my wish.

Meng Xiaoyu's face darkened, but she still said reluctantly: I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet.

There was obviously not much happiness in her voice, but the tone was still crisp and unchanged, like a yellow oriole, and it had a bit of a Cute feeling.

It was an acquaintance I knew to save you. I don’t know how to do medical skills, so you don’t have to thank me.

Meng Xiaoyu sat down opposite the table. She was still wearing the white dress on the stage, and she had no time to change it.She glanced at Xue Chongxun and said: I haven't asked for the name of my benefactor yet.

Xue Chongxun said: No, we are just like this, it’s great... Your outfit looks very nice, making you look like a fairy in the sky.

Although she is in the dust, she is not old and girls like to listen to other people's praises. Meng Xiaoyu is no exception and immediately smiles: I don't dare to be it. People in the world dislike people like us... Don't you care?

Xue Chongxun said sincerely: Compared to me, you are purer than the spring water on the mountain.

It seems like you are such a bad person.

Meng Xiaoyu gave him a blank look, suddenly remembered something, sighed quietly, and shook her head and said, "I have said that to me before, but I still believe it."

Xue Chongxun was silent.

Perhaps she felt that she didn't have to worry about anything in front of Xue Chongxun, so she didn't hide her emotions. After a while, she was silent, she burst into tears again.

Xue Chongxun hurriedly took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Meng Xiaoyu sobbed, peeling her shoulders and twitching: All vows are fake, everything is fake!He said that the family could not accept a actor from the family. What did I ask for? It’s just that they are not a noble family. How could they be like many rules?What is the difference between a concubine and a slave? I didn’t ask him to pay for it. Did he treat him badly when he was a slave?Why does he want to do this...

Sanniang, who was beside her, said coldly: No matter how good or bad you are, your heart is like a poisonous snake, such a person will kill you...

Sanniang!Xue Chongxun turned around and drank her. No need to say much. Didn’t I tell you?

Meng Xiaoyu wiped her tears with Xue Chongxun's handkerchief and said: If she weren't an actor, wouldn't she be treated like this?

No, everyone is the same.Xue Chongxun said lightly.

She cried for a while and suddenly said: Sorry, Mr. Lang is here to listen to the music, and you shouldn't be unhappy. What do you want to listen to?Or Jiaofangqu?

Xue Chongxun thought for a while and said: Listen to something happy... I think your voice is suitable for singing a song, I will write it to you.He followed him to the desk, picked up the pen and dipped it in a little ink to prepare to record it.

When he lifted his pen, he realized that it was very difficult to translate the song into Tang music scores. The music scores that he often used at this time were basically instrumental scores, such as pipa, qin, etc.

Xue Chongxun is from a noble family and has received a good education since childhood. He is a master of Six Arts, but it is still a bit difficult to temporarily translate a tune into a musical instrument score.

When Meng Xiaoyu saw Xue Chongxun grabbing his head and thinking hard, she said: Just talk about the name. I know more songs. I don’t know the name and I know what it is.

Xue Chongxun smiled and said: This song is not fashionable, and few people know about it. I won’t write it anymore, I will teach you to sing it.

Meng Xiaoyu glanced at Xue Chongxun's dark appearance. She really didn't look like a person who could sing. She forgot about her sadness for a moment and couldn't help laughing out loud. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her sleeves and said deliberately: "My husband, just write down the lyrics, and then sing them again. I can remember the tune, but the lyrics are not easy to remember.

So awesome?Xue Chongxun really didn't know that Meng Xiaoyu was deliberately making him look ugly and funny, and he was amazed seriously.

Meng Xiaoyu tried her best to hold back her smile, looked at Xue Chongxun's black face, and nodded.

OK, I sing.Xue Chongxun looked at Meng Xiaoyu innocently, then looked back at Sanniang, and even Sanniang, who had always been indifferent, had a smile on her face.

His mood became better at this moment, and life seemed to have suddenly become full of bright sunshine.

Xue Chongxun really started singing: ...Youth is inseparable from the world, rouge is stained with ashes, and the long-lost tears nourish your face...

His voice was too thick, just like a man holding an iron bracelet, but singing the morning breeze and waning moon on the willow bank... But the five notes are still full.

Hehe... He just finished singing, Meng Xiaoyu couldn't help it anymore and smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth.

Xue Chongxun blushed and said: My voice is not very good, but the song itself is fine. If you sing it, it will definitely be nice, although the song is a little older.

Meng Xiaoyu was still holding Xue Chongxun's handkerchief. She hid it in her handkerchief and smiled: What a strange sound method. I have never heard of this. How come I get old?

Xue Chongxun hurriedly said: This song has been around for a long time. As you said, because the composition is strange and different from the world, there are fewer singers... Do you really remember it?

Meng Xiaoyu nodded: I learned this very quickly, otherwise I would be busy with so many songs. Now I will sing it to you. Please tell me if there is anything wrong.

Xue Chongxun sat upright with great anticipation and looked at Meng Xiaoyu with concentration. He looked like a primary school student who had been in school for the first time, and as if he was listening to Buddhist teachings and Zen.

Meng Xiaoyu picked up the pipa slowly, her movements were elegant and gentle, and then she held it in her arms and sang it in real time. Her crisp and pure voice was very pleasant...

When she sang the word "Spring Breeze", her voice was gentle, a little coquettish, a little pure, full of emotion, full of love. Xue Chongxun felt endlessly, and she really felt like the sound of lingering in the mountains for three months.

Xue Chongxun made a good judgment. Her pure voice is indeed suitable for singing this song.

After the song, Xue Chongxun was really stunned. Looking at Meng Xiaoyu's face for a long time, he really didn't believe his ears. A girl in the Tang Dynasty could sing so well, as beautiful as a fairy music, as if she was even more powerful than the greatest musician...

It was not until Meng Xiaoyu was embarrassed to be seen and a blush appeared on her face that Xue Chongxun came to her senses. He said in a daze: I can't say it's OK...

Meng Xiaoyu raised her mouth: Where did you sing the wrong song?

Xue Chongxun shook his head: If I describe it well, it would be a blasphemy to the fairy music.

Meng Xiaoyu's face turned red in an instant, and her shy smile made Xue Chongxun feel that the whole world was full of flowers.She said sincerely: Thank you, I feel much better now.

Xue Chongxun thought for a while and said: Somehow, I was so happy to see you smile, as if it was worth it if you laugh at me. Suddenly, I understood why King You did not hesitate to play with the princes for the sake of the beauty...

You, your mouth is really not simple, you are very good at coaxing women.

Xue Chongxun shook his head and pointed at Sanniang and said: You ask her, am I a sweet-mouthed person?

Sanniang stood without expression and stood still.

Xue Chongxun said again: Xiaoyu, I will take you to a place.

Where to go?Meng Xiaoyu asked curiously.

Chenghuang Temple... I have a friend who likes to go there very much. I don’t understand why she feels very good every time she goes there, maybe you will be the same.