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Chapter 35: Music Controls the Heart

There was just a autumn rain, and the air was slightly cool, cooled through the gorgeous summer flowers, awakening the broken gold on the branches of the osmanthus tree.

There is an eight-angle pavilion in the imperial garden, and a thin curve flows through the front of the pavilion. It is also very comfortable to enjoy the scenery of the autumn imperial garden from the pavilion.

Wen Wenlan walked leisurely in the courtyard, Guan Yu followed Wenlan with a black face and a small step behind him, and without hesitation, he directed the little eunuch quickly to the stone bench in the pavilion to cushion it. When Wen Wenlan walked past the stone slabs on the stream, the little eunuch retreated one after another, and Wen Wenlan could just sit on the soft and comfortable stone bench.

Guan Yu saw this scene and cursed in her heart without saying "slaveness".

It seemed as if he could sense what Guan Yu was thinking, and he glanced over without saying a word. Guan Yu accepted it openly, and his face remained unchanged.

"Sit." Wen Wenlan pointed to the stone bench opposite her. It was not covered with soft cushions. It was soaked in the autumn wind, and it was cold and hard. "Just here, play a song for me."

Guan Yu's face looked cold and alienated, but she had already accumulated anger.

The garden in Jiuqin Hall was too small, and it was no longer enough for him to practice piano. He planned to come to the Imperial Garden to try it. He finally made up his mind to walk out of Jiuqin Hall, but he met Wen Wenlan.

I have always believed in heaven and not believing in my own crown jade. I secretly swear in my heart that I must read the calendar next time I walk out of Jiuqin Hall.

After pressing his temperament, Guan Yu walked to the stone table and did not rush to put down the piano. Xiao Weizi carefully spread it on the stone table with a piece of plain silk, smoothing the folds, and then retreated to the side.

Wen Wenlan's gaze paused on the plain silk for a while. It was Helian silk from the former Zhou Dynasty. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Helian silk was one of the very precious silks of the Zhou Dynasty. According to historical records, Helian silk was a tribute to the hometown of Empress Taizong of the former Zhou Dynasty. It was once every ten years. As a result, this legendary treasure was used by the crown jade to mat the piano.

There were only two Helian silk pieces in the Southern Dynasty, one of which had already followed his father to enter Yong'an Mausoleum, and the other part was used to wrap his sword when he was alive. Now it is in the Taimiao, and the rest is in the Fengtian Hall.

The reason why Wen Wenlan recognized Helian Juan at a glance was that every time she went to Taimiao, she would stay alone with the sword for a while, so she was deeply impressed.

However, how could Guan Yu have Helian silk in her hand? How many things did he bring when he entered the palace?

Guan Yu slowly untied the bag that was tied to the piano, and slowly placed the piano on the Helian silk, lifted his robe, and sat down on the stone bench with a solemn expression, just like the last ceremony performed by a priest when he was presenting the will of heaven.

Guan Yu's fingers gently slid across everyone's ears with a pleasant voice, crisp and melodious. As Guan Yu's fingers plucked and stroked, Wen Wenlan seemed to see a magnificent picture of a general siege.

The soldiers of the six armies were dressed in black armor and arranged neatly to a remnant city surrounded by a lingering war. The neat and complete handsome flag stood proudly in the bloody storm, infusing the most solid power to the soldiers of the army. In front of the formation, one man stepped on the black horse, and the cloak was rushing in the wind, raising the general's iron blood and killing decisively.

The broken city tower trembled out of the strange road in the bloody setting sun. On the city tower, a young man dressed in princely costume swept over the soldiers under the city coldly. He raised the sword in his hand, and the bright red sunset shone on his face, marking the decisiveness.

The general under the city raised the dragon soul gun in his hand, and the soldiers rushed forward shouting and killing. The general also rode his horse up. The young man on the city tower looked contemptuous and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"boom--"

Fires were flying under the city tower, and thousands of people including the jumping team, the pioneers and generals were all buried in the flying sand and rocks, and the blazing fire.

"Zheng——"

Guan Yu suddenly pressed the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Wen Wenlan suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly felt that her heart was grabbed by someone. She suppressed her rapid breathing, and the violent "beat" heartbeat echoed in her ears.

She looked at Guanyu with a fierce look. She closed her eyes at some point. Guanyu took advantage of her relaxing vigilance and attacked her with the sound of the piano. If he had just changed into a more fierce song, he would probably have died.

She smiled coldly, could she still thank him for not killing?

However, the picture just now was very real, so real that he could almost see the faces of the general and the boy. She carefully recalled every scene in the picture.

Hei Mingju, Dragon Soul Gun, Feihuo... Wen Wenlan suddenly had a bad premonition. She didn't see the words on the flag of commander clearly, but she vaguely remembered that the gray and black dust on the plaque on the city tower could not block the word "Hangcheng".

This was the Battle of Hangzhou three years ago. The eldest princess princess Bai Wuyan died in battle. The seventh prince of the former Zhou Dynasty who stayed in Hangzhou was captured and entered the palace.

Wen Wenlan was sure that Guan Yu deliberately let her see the last scene of the Battle of Hangzhou, but why?

With his eyes fixed on Guan Yu, Wen Wenlan whispered a few words in Busy's ear, nodded repeatedly, and quickly left the pavilion and disappeared into the imperial garden.

"Come on, what else do you want me to see?"

Wen Wenlan's mouth raised an unknown curve.

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Guan Yu's identity came out: the seventh prince of the former Zhou Dynasty.

Bai Wuyan was killed by Guan Yu with flying fire. Why did Guan Yu let Wen Wenlan see this scene? Why?

By the way, the emperor wished to follow the previous book, and the dynasties changed. The Zhou Dynasty of the Ling family was gone. Before the fall of a dynasty to a new unification, it would definitely experience a chaotic world.

It was not the Southern Dynasty that destroyed the Zhou Dynasty, but in a strict sense, it was the Northern Dynasty.

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