Xiaoxiang Pavilion is always deserted, and the maid at the entrance is also listless.
Suddenly, a woman in beautiful clothes came slowly and lightly from the stone path between green bamboos.
The maid's face was as beautiful as snow, and her posture was erect. When the maid saw her, she felt jealous and ashamed, but also felt regretful. Because she didn't know if she was just passing by, the maid didn't say hello, but quietly straightened her body to avoid losing it.
The dignity of the servants of the Duke's government.
The woman walked around for a moment, finally stopped, walked forward, put her hands together and saluted, and asked softly: "Is your girl here?"
The maid hurriedly returned the specious Buddhist gift and quickly replied: "Second grandma is serving a celebration wine for the second master. Our girl and Miss Zhen have gone to have a drink. I don't know when they will come back. If you want to find our girl, come back later."
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In the Grand View Garden, everyone knows Miaoyu and has talked about Miaoyu. Not only because she is a Buddhist nun but has the appearance of a stunning woman, but also because although she is young, she is a Taoist person who is highly praised by the princes in the mansion.
Therefore, although everyone was surprised by her weirdness and isolation, no one dared to offend her.
As soon as Miaoyu heard that Daiyu was not there, she said no more. After bowing, she turned around and followed the path she came from and left the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
I randomly chose a road that was not the way back to Cucui'an, and walked and swayed aimlessly. I didn't know how far I had walked, when suddenly I heard the sound of a musical instrument reaching my ears.
The sound of the piano was faint, deserted yet sad, which made Miaoyu's spirit calm. When he looked up, he realized that not far ahead was Lixiangyuan.
Without any hesitation, she jumped right into it.
Lixiangyuan has always been noisy, but when she stood out from the crowd and appeared in the courtyard of Lixiangyuan, the little actors who were diligently practicing their skills all looked at her.
Miaoyu didn't like making noise, and she didn't like the little actors even less. The little actors seemed to know this, so they only glanced at her curiously, then ignored her and continued to do their own things.
Following the sound of the piano, she went to the side courtyard alone. Sure enough, in the pavilion in a corner of the side courtyard, Miaoyu found the owner of the sound of the piano - a famous prostitute he had brought back from the south of the Yangtze River, whose beauty even attracted the attention of noble concubines.
Miaoyu calls herself Yaren, so she doesn't randomly appear to disturb her master playing with the pine breeze. Instead, she stands behind a pot of crabapples and listens quietly.
The sound of the piano is clear, without a trace of noise, and the music is also very unique. Miaoyu searched through the memory in her mind, but could not find a suitable piece.
Miaoyu is arrogant. She thinks that she has studied all the famous music in the world, and there is no reason why she can't recognize it face to face. And being able to play unheralded music until she doesn't even know it stops, further proves that she is above the piano.
His achievements are indeed not just praised by the world.
After the first song, the owner of the pavilion did not play the next song, but sat quietly in front of the guqin. The cold wind passing through the pavilion blew a few strands of her long hair, but it could not blow away, leaving her lonely and desolate figure.
Miaoyu frowned slightly, relaxed her expression casually, and walked out from behind Haitang.
"What's the name of this song?"
A brief silence, "named "Guanghan Palace Song""
"Who did it and when?"
"This song was composed accidentally when I was on Zhongwu Mountain in the suburbs of Suzhou, watching the moon at night."
"Are you from Suzhou too?"
"No, I went to Suzhou to study art."
This time, Miaoyu fell silent. Having walked into the pavilion, she took a serious look at the famous Jiangnan prostitute in front of her for the first time.
Then, she had to admit that the woman in front of her with an identity that disgusted everyone in the world, including her, actually had the most beautiful appearance and beautiful face of any woman in the world.
This was the first time she intuitively felt that there was actually a woman of the same age who was better than her in appearance. The most important thing was that this woman looked so similar to her! She often looked at herself in the mirror and looked carefully.
Looking at the woman in front of me, it is naturally easy to find that she is not just a resemblance to her in facial features, but also a coincidence that she is both a stunning beauty and has the same look and temperament.
Miaoyu was in a daze. She wasn't thinking about why the other person was so similar to her, but she was wondering if she could change her appearance into the beautiful and fitting boudoir girl's clothes like the other person's.
Overshadow the opponent, or evenly matched?
When Miaoyu looked at Gu Qingyi in a daze, Gu Qingyi naturally looked at Miaoyu all over.
But she didn't express anything, and her expression didn't even change much. She just stretched out her hand to Miaoyu to sit down next to her, and then started to play with the tea set next to her.
Miaoyu glanced at her complete tea set and suddenly said: "He... they are very good to you. Your tea set should be made in Suzhou style, but I have been in Suzhou for many years and have never seen it before."
Yes, I think it must be specially made and not available on the market."
Gu Qingyi's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he offered the tea cup in his hand to Miaoyu, and then replied: "These things are not a reward from the mansion. They were given to me when I fell to Jiangnan, and they said they were from a century-old tea set.
Handmade by an aristocratic family, this is the only one in the world.
I don’t know if what they said is true or not, but I’ve gotten used to it over the years, so I took it with me when I came to Beijing.”
Miaoyu heard her soft voice, with a hint of self-mockery, and suddenly understood in her heart that the woman in front of her was just like her, a person who could not help herself, so she suddenly asked: "You too... are you a prisoner?"
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Although Miaoyu has been staying in the nunnery since she was a child, it is only in name. In fact, she lives a nobler life than most ladies in the world. Even the nunnery where she lives is just her.
It was just a different kind of spring boudoir courtyard built for her by her father.
Therefore, like other young ladies from aristocratic families, she was not deeply involved in the world. She thought that even if the woman in front of her fell into prostitution, she probably did not do so voluntarily. Maybe, like her, she was a fallen official.
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Gu Qingyi raised his head and glanced at her, as if he could see through her thoughts. However, she just shook her head and had no intention of elaborating.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Miaoyu realized that she was presumptuous, and the two looked at each other in silence.
Miaoyu sipped the tea thoughtfully, while Gu Qingyi slowly brewed a new cup of tea. After brewing another cup, Gu Qingyi said: "I used to come here when the night was quiet, and I heard the sweet music of the piano on the southwest mountain.
, I guessed in my heart that it must be you.
We have a chance to meet each other today. I wonder if Qing Yi is lucky enough to ask my sister for advice in person."
Miaoyu was stunned by Gu Qingyi's words. Although she had known about Gu Qingyi's existence and had heard people commenting on how similar this woman was to her, like sisters, she was still concerned about the other person's identity and did not know it.
meeting.
At this time, listening to Gu Qingyi's tone, it seemed that he knew her quite well.
She felt a little ashamed in her heart, and Miaoyu didn't want to be in front of her again, so she said: "I just heard my sister's fairy voice, so I don't dare to ask for advice. However, I do study music scores in my spare time, and I am also good at playing the piano. It's just a matter of attainment."
It's hard to compare with my sister.
If sister doesn’t mind, I would also be willing to play a piece for her, and I’d like her to give you some advice.”
If anyone who is familiar with Miaoyu is here, they will be very surprised. Miaoyu is an aloof and self-proclaimed person. I have never seen her speak to others so politely, let alone call someone a sister!
Don't talk about foreign things. Miaoyu stood up and quickly changed places with Gu Qingyi.
Just when Fang laid her eyes on the guqin in front of her, Miaoyu could tell that it was extraordinary. She touched it with her finger to try it, and Miaoyu couldn't help but ask: "Sister, this is the zither?"
Gu Qingyi smiled and said: "Since I got this piano, my sister is still the second person to touch its strings."
Miaoyu suddenly felt that the strings on her fingertips had become thicker. She took a deep breath and quietly played her favorite and best piece of music.
Accompanied by the light music of the piano, two stunning women with similar temperaments and bumpy life experiences made friends through the music of the piano. Even the cold wind outside the pavilion became powerless at this time, and they were completely isolated from this elegant room.
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Finally, some common people couldn't see others doing elegant things, so a maid interrupted the sound of the piano and barged in.
"Girl, someone just came to send a message, saying that Mrs. Marquis invited four girls to go to the mansion to perform with the ladies and ladies."
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Miaoyu frowned deeply, her face full of displeasure. However, Gu Qingyi looked as usual and did not look back, and the sweet voice was heard outside the pavilion.
"I understand. Just tell them I'll be out in a minute."
Miaoyu said: "Didn't you say that Marquis Zhenyuan invited you to join the palace to teach young actors and gentlemen? Why do they still let you perform?"
"Anyway, we are free. Besides, my wife asked us to perform there. We are rewarded every time, so why not do it."
Miaoyu didn't notice the difference that Gu Qingyi called Sister Feng "Madam" instead of calling her "Mrs. Hou" or "Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou" like her.
She was just a little angry, "With a character like my sister, would she care about their little monetary reward?"
Gu Qingyi did not argue with her incomprehension and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to talk about piano with my sister today, but now it seems that we can only make an appointment next time."
Seeing Gu Qingyi starting to put things in order, Miaoyu could only get out of the way silently, but had no intention of helping at all. After standing aside for a while, she suddenly asked: "Did she bully you?"
"who?"
"Mrs. Zhenyuanhou!"
Seeing Miaoyu's concerned look, Gu Qingyi gritted her teeth a little, and suddenly smiled in her heart: It turns out that she is not that inexperienced in the world.
Gu Qingyi didn't think much about it, only thinking that Miaoyu was concerned about her situation, so she said: "Madam, why did she bully me? Not only did she not bully me, she didn't even bully anyone else. Although Madam, she invited us to perform in the house, but she also But in our spare time, let us go over and accompany her to relieve her boredom.
Even when she was performing, she was very kind to us and never meant to humiliate her. We are very grateful to her."
Miaoyu said: "Don't be deceived by her. People in their own house say that she is a powerful person. Especially those who offend her, most of them do not end well."
"She is a madam. We don't dare to offend her, and we can't offend her, so there is no need to be afraid."
"I'm afraid you have already offended her."
Miaoyu's face turned red inexplicably as she spoke, and she stopped talking only halfway through her words.
Gu Qingyi didn't seem to understand what she meant. He glanced at Miaoyu and suddenly said: "I heard someone say that my sister is eighteen years old. I am one year younger than her. If she doesn't dislike it, from now on, I call you sister, and sister will call me Qingyi."
After saying that, no matter how Miaoyu responded, he bowed and left the pavilion with Canyue in his arms.