Huancheng Deep - Kapitel 36
"That's accurate!" Yu Zhou said in annoyance. He had clearly smelled Zhun's scent just now, but it had vanished in an instant. Next time she catches him, he'll definitely skin him alive. That greedy, lazy bird.
[Dynasty Storms: Songs That Failed]
"The unglazed porcelain is outlined with blue and white brushstrokes that go from thick to thin."
The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup.
The gentle scent of sandalwood wafts through the window, and I understand your unspoken thoughts.
The brush stopped halfway on the Xuan paper.
The glaze rendering of the lady's portrait is a private collection.
And your radiant smile is like a bud about to bloom.
Your beauty drifts away
Go to places I can't go
The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain.
And I'm waiting for you.
Smoke rises in wisps
Thousands of miles across the river
The bottom of the bottle is inscribed with Han Dynasty clerical script, imitating the elegant style of previous dynasties.
Consider this a prelude to my meeting with you.
The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain.
And I'm waiting for you.
The moonlight was scooped up
The ending was blurred.
Like the exquisite blue and white porcelain passed down through generations, it is beautiful in its own right.
"Your eyes hold a smile," came the melodious strains of the guzheng. The tune was melancholic, the male voice slightly hoarse, yet carrying a sorrowful tone. Yu Zhou stared blankly. This song… could it be…? Yu Zhou asked anxiously, "Lin Lie, who's singing?"
"It's the Emperor's male favorite, Ji Yuran." Lin Lie looked at Yu Zhou strangely; he had never seen his young master so nervous. Was there something wrong with the song? Everyone in Eurasia knew this song.
"This song..."
"This song is called Blue and White Porcelain. Everyone in Eurasia knows it. It was brought by the Holy Son a thousand years ago. However, there is only half of it." Lin Lie took out the sheet music and showed it to Yu Zhou.
"Oh," Yu Zhou's expression darkened instantly. So it wasn't the organization. But she still wanted to meet Ji Yuran. Her singing was so sorrowful and tragic; she must be a person with delicate emotions.
"Does Young Master wish to see Ji Yuran?" Lin Lie seemed to know what Yu Zhou was thinking.
"Perhaps... but what's with these male concubines?" Yu Zhou frowned. Shen Wuyue didn't seem to be someone who liked men. However, homosexuality wasn't common in Eurasia. But three years ago, the emperors of five kingdoms simultaneously decreed that men could also enter the palace. Suddenly, all the commoners were offering up handsome men as tribute.
"This Ji Yuran is the only male concubine Shen Wuyue has kept. It is said that he was once the number one talent in Gengyue Kingdom. However, Shen Wuyue hasn't visited him for a month, and now he's trying to attract Shen Wuyue's attention." His features bear a resemblance to the young master. Lin Lie didn't say this aloud.
"Ji Yuran? Lin Lie, investigate his identity." Yu Zhou's lips curled into a beautiful smile. He picked up the bamboo flute at his waist. The lower half of the blue-and-white porcelain melody slowly began to play, the guzheng abruptly stopped, and only the delicate sound of the bamboo flute could be heard. It slowly filled the Forbidden City. Everyone in the palace marveled at who had played the lower half of the melody.
Meanwhile, Shen Wuyue in the imperial study was also slightly surprised. Was it Ji Yuran? He was probably the only one in the palace capable of composing the second half of the piece. He hadn't expected the melody he was ordered to complete to finally be finished, and he hadn't seen him in a long time. It was time to go see him. Ji Yuran, too, listened in astonishment to the melody he hadn't been able to compose for three years. Who was playing it? He eagerly ran towards the sound.
Before everyone's eyes was a breathtakingly beautiful scene: a stunningly handsome young man, eyes closed, played a blue-and-white porcelain tune on a jade-green bamboo flute. His black robes fluttered, and suddenly, cherry blossoms drifted down from the tree, petals fluttering in the air. The young man was exquisitely beautiful. Everyone was mesmerized.
"White and blue koi fish leaped at the bottom of the bowl."
While copying the Song typeface signature, I was thinking of you.
The secret you've hidden in the kiln for a thousand years
Extremely delicate, like an embroidery needle falling to the ground.
The banana leaves outside the curtain were caught in a sudden downpour.
Door knocker tarnished
And I offended you by passing through that small town in Jiangnan.
In ink wash landscape painting
You were hidden in the depths of the ink.
The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain.
And I'm waiting for you.
Smoke rises in wisps
Thousands of miles across the river
The bottom of the bottle is inscribed with Han Dynasty clerical script, imitating the elegant style of previous dynasties.
Consider this a prelude to my meeting with you.
The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain.
And I'm waiting for you.
The moonlight was scooped up