Hsu Fengnian abruptly turned his head and saw a thin figure standing at the end of the alley. His mind raced as he quickly saw the person's face. He couldn't help but be dumbfounded. It was actually the delicate girl from the beef shop. She was holding a bamboo stick, her delicate shoulders trembling as she stared blankly at His Royal Highness, who was holding a knife. Hsu Fengnian didn't know whether to laugh or be fierce. It was very awkward. If it was the assassin's accomplice, he could just kill him. But this little girl was so harmless that she didn't give His Royal Highness a chance to make things difficult for her. She had already turned and ran away. Hsu Fengnian didn't intend to pursue the matter. She was just a pretty girl from a small family. It was already quite impressive that she wasn't scared out of her wits. How could she dare to gossip? Besides, no one would believe her, and even if they did, no one would care.
In Beiliang, if Xu Xiao wasn't the emperor who only lacked a nine-dragon embroidered robe, then what was he?
Hsu Fengnian found the little girl who lived in the temple. She was still fighting with the sugar-coated hawthorn with her small mouth. She probably thought the hawthorn was too sour, so she only bit off the rock sugar on the outside. She couldn't bear to throw away the rest, nor was she willing to eat it. She just stood there waiting for him. Hsu Fengnian didn't stand on ceremony and took the hawthorn, swallowing it in a few bites. He pulled the little girl to the beef shop three streets away and ordered three servings of soy sauce meat. The owner of the shop was still attentive. Hsu Fengnian didn't see the girl from the bamboo branch, who was probably called Jia Jiajia. When they returned to Prince Liang's residence, Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Before you go home, I want to show you something."
Miss East-West asked curiously, "What is it?"
Hsu Fengnian gently said, "The mysteries of heaven cannot be revealed."
The little girl curled her lips and said, "My father said that the mysteries of heaven are all lies."
Hsu Fengnian didn't think much of it and took her back to the residence. They first went to Wutong Garden. As soon as they entered the courtyard, he clapped his hands. When they heard the clapping, all the servant girls, including Sweet Potato, Green Ant, and Cucumber, stopped what they were doing and rushed out of the building. They piled up in the courtyard, chattering and laughing, all of them looking forward to it. Although the little girl had seen Sister Sweet Potato, when so many beautiful sisters suddenly appeared, she was still a little dazed. She only heard Hsu Fengnian say, "The rules are the same as before. Go. Go to the top of the mountain around this time tomorrow." The sisters burst into laughter, beaming with joy, and dispersed.
After Hsu Fengnian sent the little girl who was in the dark back to her residence, he walked alone to a music hall called "Chu Shu Bow Down". It was a five-story building. There were bells, drums, zithers, and cymbals in the hall. There were all kinds of instruments. There were more than ten great musicians and music officials, and more than one hundred and sixty little musicians. There were even more singers and dancers. These people were all raised by His Royal Highness for free. In the entire Liangdi, other than him, no one else could afford to raise this music hall. On the first floor, there was a large set of bells. There were as many as eight sets of sixty-five bells. The bell racks were two and a half meters high and were divided into three layers. They were arranged in a curved ruler shape, looking magnificent. The largest bell was as tall as a person and almost five hundred catties. This was the so-called "bell chime" that signified the height of wealth and rank. The bell chimes were here. The Liyang Dynasty followed the ancient etiquette. There were eight Sons of Heaven, six Dukes of Princes, four Marquises, and two Scholars. Therefore, the Beiliang Palace dance team could have six Sons of Heaven and forty-eight Sons of Heaven. Hsu Fengnian did not engage in honest work. For a period of time, he was obsessed with etiquette and music. He was most fond of the secular music of Shu, which was recognized as the most decadent sound in the world. He was also good at the Grand Chu music, which was praised by the sons of This Old Man. His Royal Highness was able to play all the courtesans in Liangdi, big and small, not just by throwing money at them.
The bell was the head of all the music.
Hsu Fengnian lightly tapped the bell to test the sound. He frowned. The casting of the bells in the Prince's Mansion was superb. The shape was vigorous, the thickness was appropriate, and the range was wide. However, they were only used a few times a year, so it was inevitable that there would be some deviation when the sound was changed. Half of the 60-odd bells in this group were made by him and Xu Weixiong. They were the most sensitive to the sound of the bells. If one were to say that Hsu Fengnian was idle, it would not be wrong to accuse His Royal Highness, who was born in a first-class noble family. Making bells was more time-consuming and exhausting than leading an evil dog and servant out on the street to molest a good girl. Was he really going to become a bell maker in the future? It was not only the bells. Hsu Fengnian also studied the sheng. Following his second sister, who knew everything, he improved the thirteen and seventeen movements to twenty-four and thirty-six movements, like the clear cry of a young phoenix.
Hsu Fengnian bent down and stretched out his finger to strike the bell. The sound of the bell was melodious and vigorous. When the sound weakened, he said softly, "Come out."
Killing two birds with one stone.
Yu Youwei, who had been upstairs all day, came down. After the Winter Solstice, it was a good day for the rhythm of the yellow bell.
She was wearing a snow-white fox fur coat, untainted by dust, slim and elegant.
Little Li walked in through the door. She had been tiptoeing and secretly following His Royal Highness to the music hall where Chu and Shu musicians bowed their heads.
She could barely be considered a girl next door who had just grown up, but in the Beiliang Palace where beautiful maids were everywhere, she really did not stand out. Even the dancers and singers who were kept as playthings by His Royal Highness could not compare to her. Fortunately, the little girl had not reached the age where she would consciously be jealous of others. She only wanted to be a carefree heroine in the Jianghu. She was ignorant and did not know how to compete with others.
The little girl giggled and jumped to Hsu Fengnian's side. She touched the big bell curiously and said with a look of admiration, "Hsu Fengnian, you know about this?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "I know a little."
The little girl said regretfully, "I'm far from it. My mother said that I'm tone deaf since I was young. It's worse than the chanting of the monks at home."
Hsu Fengnian joked, "I already learned about it when I taught you how to whistle."
The little girl raised her foot to step on Hsu Fengnian, but her foot was dodged. The little girl was unwilling to give up and began to chase His Royal Highness.
Yu Youwei, who was standing at the stairs, sighed softly, "This little girl is really brave."
After fooling around for a while, Hsu Fengnian saw Blue Bird standing at the door with an unnatural expression.
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