Chapter 507
: Chapter 190: Partridge Flies
The sound of the flute was melodious and lingering. After counting and counting, it ended in silence.
"Ugh--"
A soft sigh, as if it had come from ancient times, penetrated the infinite reincarnation, and swayed gently in the pavilion and courtyard.
Several people were awakened by this unconscious sigh at the same time, only then did they suddenly realize that the sound of the flute had stopped early.Looking at each other, it seems that they both feel that there is something different about the other party, a lot less sophisticated, and a little more sincere.
Cai Yong's cheeks twitched slightly, and he looked at Liu Zhang with extremely complicated eyes. After a while, he gave a deep bow and said in a trembling voice: "In the old days, there was a saying about Han'e's song of circling the beam for three days. Yong thought it was nonsense. Hearing the song of the emperor's uncle today, the way to know the sound, can it be covered in more than three days? Hearing this song now, you can die." [
Cai Yong was delighted and praised here, his heart was like a tide, but he didn't know that Liu Zhang's emotions were affected, and it was infinitely stronger than what he felt.
He was not going well in his previous life, and he passed through thousands of years to attach himself to Liu Zhang after his death. Afterwards, he planned in every possible way and planned all day long. His heart was covered by the world like a rock. Today, by chance, First, he was broken by Cai Yan's song, and then he was triggered by his own partridge flying, which caused an inexplicable change. For him, it was simply a complete qualitative leap.
This is like a heartstring that has been taut all year round. Although it is still maintained at a peak state all the time, if it continues like this, one day it will suddenly break down inadvertently.At that time, don't talk about fighting for hegemony, you will lose your life without knowing how.
However, with what happened today, with the power of music, it not only melted away everything, but also brought his thoughts to a perfect place, completely solving the crisis.
At this moment, his face suddenly showed vitality, under his fair skin, there was a faint flow of fluorescent light, and his temperament suddenly became more stable.
Hearing Cai Yong's praise, he didn't play tricks like in the past, and he didn't say anything self-confident or too modest, so he just smiled lightly, nodded, turned around and sat down, took his own wine cup, and took a sip.Under the heart, I only feel a piece of clarity.
Cai Yan stared straight at Liu Zhang's face with infatuated eyes, his jade cheeks flushed like rouge dripping into the water.For a long time, my mood was as calm as a still water in a deep lake, but now I can't return to that stagnant nature, chaotic, and I don't know what I want to do.
"What kind of song is this, Uncle Huang? I asked myself that I have read all the ancient books, but I don't know much about it. I don't have any impression of Uncle Huang's song. I wonder if Uncle Huang is willing to tell you?" This gentle and watery woman is still as elegant as a chrysanthemum even when her mind is agitated, neither ill nor slow.
Liu Zhang looked at her softly, but suddenly he keenly caught the flash of shyness in her eyes, and suddenly felt that the sun was shining all over the garden, and it was shining in a different way.
"This song is called Partridge Flying. It's not an ancient song, it's just a folk tune. It's about the scene of partridge flying in the south of the Yangtze River. Sister Zhaoji was born in a wealthy family. It's common sense to know."
"Ugh--"
A soft sigh, as if it had come from ancient times, penetrated the infinite reincarnation, and swayed gently in the pavilion and courtyard.
Several people were awakened by this unconscious sigh at the same time, only then did they suddenly realize that the sound of the flute had stopped early.Looking at each other, it seems that they both feel that there is something different about the other party, a lot less sophisticated, and a little more sincere.
Cai Yong's cheeks twitched slightly, and he looked at Liu Zhang with extremely complicated eyes. After a while, he gave a deep bow and said in a trembling voice: "In the old days, there was a saying about Han'e's song of circling the beam for three days. Yong thought it was nonsense. Hearing the song of the emperor's uncle today, the way to know the sound, can it be covered in more than three days? Hearing this song now, you can die." [
Cai Yong was delighted and praised here, his heart was like a tide, but he didn't know that Liu Zhang's emotions were affected, and it was infinitely stronger than what he felt.
He was not going well in his previous life, and he passed through thousands of years to attach himself to Liu Zhang after his death. Afterwards, he planned in every possible way and planned all day long. His heart was covered by the world like a rock. Today, by chance, First, he was broken by Cai Yan's song, and then he was triggered by his own partridge flying, which caused an inexplicable change. For him, it was simply a complete qualitative leap.
This is like a heartstring that has been taut all year round. Although it is still maintained at a peak state all the time, if it continues like this, one day it will suddenly break down inadvertently.At that time, don't talk about fighting for hegemony, you will lose your life without knowing how.
However, with what happened today, with the power of music, it not only melted away everything, but also brought his thoughts to a perfect place, completely solving the crisis.
At this moment, his face suddenly showed vitality, under his fair skin, there was a faint flow of fluorescent light, and his temperament suddenly became more stable.
Hearing Cai Yong's praise, he didn't play tricks like in the past, and he didn't say anything self-confident or too modest, so he just smiled lightly, nodded, turned around and sat down, took his own wine cup, and took a sip.Under the heart, I only feel a piece of clarity.
Cai Yan stared straight at Liu Zhang's face with infatuated eyes, his jade cheeks flushed like rouge dripping into the water.For a long time, my mood was as calm as a still water in a deep lake, but now I can't return to that stagnant nature, chaotic, and I don't know what I want to do.
"What kind of song is this, Uncle Huang? I asked myself that I have read all the ancient books, but I don't know much about it. I don't have any impression of Uncle Huang's song. I wonder if Uncle Huang is willing to tell you?" This gentle and watery woman is still as elegant as a chrysanthemum even when her mind is agitated, neither ill nor slow.
Liu Zhang looked at her softly, but suddenly he keenly caught the flash of shyness in her eyes, and suddenly felt that the sun was shining all over the garden, and it was shining in a different way.
"This song is called Partridge Flying. It's not an ancient song, it's just a folk tune. It's about the scene of partridge flying in the south of the Yangtze River. Sister Zhaoji was born in a wealthy family. It's common sense to know."