Ye Shuhua sat in the carriage and closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra silently. Others would not hear this small senior brother, but he had deep internal strength and heard it in his ears. He was slightly stunned. He opened his eyes and looked out the car. However, the two carriages had passed by, and he saw passers-by hurriedly walking on the street. He was not worried about the other things, and he never thought of someone to investigate. He smiled indifferently, closed his eyes and continued to recite the Heart Sutra silently.

But it was just a glance on the roadside, Song Ruoxi didn't care too much. When she returned to the Ji family, she was hugged by Mrs. Ji. After taking a closer look, she was still worried. She stared at Ji Yunzhen with a stern face and said, "Old Zhen, there are many people on the street during festivals. Why do you, the elder brother, take your sister out? You are kids, thick skin and thick flesh, and you can roll over, but your sister is a spoiled girl. What if you bump into it? "

Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Ji Er also stared at the boys with displeasure. Song Ruoxi also left the house in Guangling Mansion. Ji Yun was not very worried. She was about to help her son and nephew say a few words, but Song Ruoxi had already pouted and complained, "Grandma, brother, brother and the others surrounded me, and I couldn't even see the corners of others' clothes. I walked around outside and came back."

Hearing that Ji Yunzhen and others were very protective, Mrs. Ji showed a satisfied smile in her eyes, but said, "They are all bad people, which made my Xier wronged. Next time my grandmother took Xier to the street for fun."

"Well, grandma is the best!" Song Ruoxi snuggled in Mrs. Ji's arms and giggled.

Mrs. Ji glanced at the brothers and said, "You still know the importance of it."

Ji Yunzhen and others lowered their heads and held back their laughter.

Ji Chengxuan saw it, stroked his beard without saying anything. After waiting for everyone to chat for a few words, he suddenly asked, "Is the float good looking?"

"It looks good." Ji Yunli and Song Huai were young and had no brains, so they blurted out.

The three big ones looked at the two small ones helplessly. The wind was exposed too quickly, and they just wanted to cover it up. It was no longer possible. The "Family Rules" and "Disciples Rules" must have been copied and knelt down in one go. Ji Yunli pulled Song Huai's sleeves and knelt down. Song Huai was also clever and knelt on the ground knowingly.

Seeing that Song Lian gave her a wink. Knowing that something was wrong, Song Ruoxi quickly slipped out of Mrs. Ji's arms, walked to the side of several brothers and knelt down, lowered his eyebrows and pretended to be honest.

Mrs. Ji's sister-in-law's face was slightly dark, and even Ji Zhen's brothers and Song Sui were angry. Mrs. Ji coughed lightly and reminded Ji Chengxuan that it would be enough to punish the boys, so don't scare her granddaughter.

Ji Chengxuan glanced at his wife and said, "Ji Xiaosi, tell me what did you do when you went out on the street today?"

Ji Yunli honestly asked for confession.

Ji Chengxuan's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Xi'er, you can actually hear "The Voice of the River and the Tides"! How did you hear it?"

Song Ruoxi blinked his eyes and replied timidly: "I can hear it with my ears."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, lowered their heads and held back their laughter.

Mrs. Ji glanced at Ji Chengxuan and said, "Old man, look at what you are asking?"

Ji Chengxuan also knew that he had asked the wrong thing, so he coughed awkwardly, stood up and said, "Xi'er, go with his grandfather to the study."

Song Ruoxi stood up and followed Ji Chengxuan and walked out the door. The brothers kneeling on the ground thought they had escaped the disaster. They were about to breathe a sigh of relief when they heard Ji Chengxuan say, "Each person is punished by copying the "Family Rules" and "Disciples Rules". On the sixth day of the lunar month, I will check it, and I will stop it and be fined ten times more."

The brothers looked bitter. After all, they didn't want to do anything else except eating and sleeping these days, but they didn't dare to resist and responded in unison: "Yes."

When Ji Chengxuan took Song Ruoxi away, Ji Yunli said frowningly: "I thought that if my cousin Xi wins grandpa's favor, she can spare us. Who knows that grandpa is merciless and punishes so heavily."

"Sixteen years ago, a girl went to watch a float parade and was trampled to death. The late emperor was furious and issued an order to stop the operation for three years. For the livelihood of the flower farmers and flower merchants, he issued a new order to allow the float parade. After so many years, everyone has gradually forgotten it, but the old man and I will never dare to forget it for life. For fear of such a tragic incident again, you are strictly forbidden to go to Huachang Street to watch a float parade." Mrs. Ji said with tears in her eyes.

Ji Zhen sighed and said, "That unfortunate girl is your uncle's only daughter. When she heard about her death, your uncle committed suicide by hanging himself on the beam that night. Your uncle couldn't afford to get sick, and he left after delaying for a month."

"The grandson knew his mistake." Several brothers knelt down, and were afraid, glad that there was nothing wrong with Song Ruoxi when he was squeezed out, otherwise they would be ashamed of their whole life without the punishment from their elders.

"Forget it, I won't mention those sad things on a happy day." Mrs. Ji wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I know you love Xi'er too. Seeing that she was detained in the house all day long, she was so bored that she took her out for fun while she was having fun. This is the brotherhood of your brothers for her. But in the future, you should be careful and don't let her make any mistakes. Do you know?"

"Grandma (grandma), when we take my sister (sister) out in the future, we will make arrangements and never let my sister (sister) make any mistakes." Several brothers kowtowed.

"You are all sensible children, get up." Mrs. Ji said.

"Thank you grandma (grandma)." The brothers kowtowed again before standing up.

Seeing that Mrs. Ji had a hint of sadness on her face, her eyes turned slightly and asked with a smile: "Mom, I heard a funny joke before. Do you want to hear it?"

"Let me tell you, if it's funny, there's a reward." Mrs. Ji knew that her young daughter-in-law would be active and said in accordance with her words.

"That's right..."

Everyone in the room heard Mrs. Ji Er talk and joked. Ji Chengxuan took Song Ruoxi into the study, "Xi'er, last time you said you like playing the flute, you can play a song for your grandfather today, okay?"

"Grandpa, I didn't bring the jade flute out, I want to borrow the flute from my grandpa." Song Ruoxi said with a smile.

Ji Chengxuan took out a bamboo flute from the square cabinet and handed it to Song Ruoxi. Song Ruoxi crossed the flute to his lips and exhaled gently. He tried the sound. The tone was clear and it was good flute. A song "Perridge Flying" sounded melodiously, with a beautiful and delicate melody, smooth and relaxed.

At the beginning, four long notes are used to express the flying state of the partridge. The middle section uses breath control, and through the contrast of strength, the partridge is vividly depicted in a vivid way, the partridge is sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes high and sometimes low, and soaring indulgently. At the end of the music, it uses lighter and lighter virtual tremolo to give people the association of the partridge flying towards the sky and flying farther and farther away.

The melodious and lyrical slowness and smooth and lively quick-pitched music make the music layered and contrasting sounds, tremolo, and gifts. Even Ji Chengxuan may not be able to play so well when he was fourteen years old. Ji Chengxuan was ecstatic. He liked music and his children and grandchildren. Except for Ji Yunxiang and Song Lian were also interested in music, everyone else was a good person, holding a flute as a fire drum, and was deeply regretful that no one could inherit his mantle. He didn't expect that his granddaughter would not only play the guzheng well, but also played the flute better, but also read various music scores. He could even hear the biases like "The Sound of the River and Water", and suddenly felt comforted and praised loudly: "Okay, play well, I deserve to be my granddaughter of Ji Chengxuan!"

Seeing Ji Chengxuan so happy, Song Ruoxi was also very happy and said with a smile: "Xi'er's grandfather likes the song. Can grandfather spare his brother and brother this time for the sake of this song?"

Ji Chengxuan looked at Song Ruoxi with a stern face and said with a smile in his eyes: "They should be punished if they do something wrong. Xi'er's pleads, grandpa will not allow him."

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned slightly, "Grandpa really doesn't allow it?"

"Really not allowed."

Song Ruoxi frowned and sighed, "In the future, Xi'er can only be trapped in the room and acts as a stupid partridge, and she will never be able to blow such a clear and pleasant sound of flute again."

Ji Chengxuan's smile was even stronger. This girl was worthy of being Yun'er's daughter. She threatened people and was ingenious. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you afraid that they won't take you out to play in the future?"

Song Ruoxi nodded pitifully.

Ji Chengxuanlang smiled and said, "With grandfather here, they dare not take you out for fun in the future."

"I don't want them to be forced to take me out reluctantly by their grandfather." Song Ruoxi said with a pout.

Ji Chengxuan reached out and flipped a book on the desk, took out a piece of yellowed paper from it, and smiled and said, "Xi'er, if you can play this song out, grandpa will promise to spare them, remember them and remember your love, and willingly take you out for fun."

Song Ruoxi took the piece of paper and looked at it, and was stunned. It was actually a stick of scribble. Unexpectedly, there was a bad luck like her before her.

"Can you blow it out from the Xi girl?" Ji Chengxuan asked with hope in his eyes.

Song Ruoxi looked up at him and asked, "Grandpa, can you play this song?"

"Although my grandfather knew this was a song, it's a pity that my grandfather couldn't blow it out if he didn't recognize those strange symbols." Ji Chengxuan was not afraid of losing face and admitted in front of his granddaughter that he would not play this song.

Song Ruoxi was slightly surprised. He thought Ji Chengxuan would make excuses, but he didn't expect that he was so open-minded and respected his grandfather sincerely. He said, "Xi'er once saw this symbol in a "music score" in Jinglian Temple. Xi'er used his own understanding to replace these symbols with music scores that I can understand and blow them out. Master said that it was so meaningful, so why don't Xi'er blow them to you with a trick."

"You blow it and listen." The light in Ji Chengxuan's eyes dimmed slightly.

Song Ruoxi looked at the music score carefully and smiled indifferently. This senior did not leave any heavy traces in history. He left behind this song called "Lowkey". Is it telling latecomers to be low-key?

"What do I love for a low-key person? Is it happy to be in the audience and I will never be paid attention to... Ask you what you can do with high-profile? Is it useful even if it makes a sensation for a few seconds? If you don't know what I sing? Keep high, please ignore me. You have seen me, but haven't seen me. I'm quite vague. I can't remember clearly. I don't want to be arrogant. I'm too lazy to become famous..."

"This song is dull and has no artistic conception." Ji Chengxuan was disappointed. When he got this score that day, he thought he had obtained some wonderful music, but he didn't want to wait for it for many years, but this was the result.

"It's the Xier that didn't blow well." Song Ruoxi lowered his head. Modern popular songs are too straightforward and do not have the melodious charm of ancient music. This is the difference between ancient poetry and oily lyrics. Ji Chengxuan didn't know the lyrics, so he naturally felt that this song was too dull.

"No, Xi'er, this song is not something you didn't play well." Ji Chengxuan laughed. He was good at music and could hear the song was very smooth. Whether Song Ruoxi really understood these symbols, blew them out, or made them up at any time, it showed that his granddaughter was very talented in music. "Xi'er, in the future, you will stay for a few days every month, and my grandfather will teach you eight sounds, okay?"

"Okay, thank you grandpa for taking the time to teach Xi'er's Bayin in his busy schedule." Song Ruoxi looked up at him and smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, can Xi'er go and tell her brother and brother, can grandpa give them some mercy?"

"You weird little girl, grandpa will take you over, and it's time to have lunch." As soon as Ji Chengxuan finished speaking, Mrs. Ji sent someone who invited her grandparents and grandchildren to have lunch into the yard.

When he arrived at the main hall, Song Ruoxi told the good news that everyone was extremely surprised except Song Huai. Mrs. Ji who had been sleeping with Ji Chengxuan for decades was the only one who could get Ji Chengxuan to take back the punishment in the past fifty years.

The clever Ji Yunli turned her eyes and made up her mind to please her cousin in the future and use Song Ruoxi as his amulet.

After lunch, Song Sui and Ji Yun took the Song Lian brothers back, while Song Ruoxi stayed. One was to accompany Mr. Ji, who had not yet disappeared, and the other was to talk about the music with Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji tomorrow to celebrate Princess Shunshu's birthday.

Mrs. Ji Er is not qualified to attend such a banquet, and Mrs. Ji Er was able to go to the Flower Festival that day, which was due to Jiang Yan's mother's relationship. Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Ji Er are good friends in the boudoir. Mrs. Sheng Yu mainly treated Jiang Yan's elder brother. Mrs. Jiang was unable to go when she was sick, so she begged Princess Sheng Yu to post a post to Mrs. Ji Er, asking Mrs. Ji Er to help her see her.

This incident made Princess Sheng Yu, the grandmother, feel very unhappy and didn't want to agree, but then I thought that if she chose someone, Mrs. Liang Ji Er dared not refute it, so she followed Mrs. Jiang's wishes.

Old Mrs. Song will also attend this banquet. Ji Yun is worried that the old lady will be fucked and will take Song Ruoxi with her. She is even more afraid that Old Mrs. Song will do something bad and make her regret it. If Mrs. Ji is asked to take Song Ruoxi to the banquet, even if Old Mrs. Song is angry, she will not say much. After all, Old Mrs. Song is just his legitimate grandmother, but Old Mrs. Ji is his grandmother.

Song Ruoxi took a nap and was taken to the study by Ji Chengxuan and told him the rhythm for most of the afternoon. In the evening, his expression was depressed, which scared Mrs. Ji very much. He thought she was sick and almost ignored the New Year's Day, so he wanted to take a post to invite the imperial physician to come to her to treat her pulse.

Song Ruoxi hurriedly persuaded him: "Grandma, I'm not sick, don't disturb the imperial doctor. I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine when I wake up. I promise to get up tomorrow and I'll be full of energy again."

Although Mrs. Ji was worried, she saw that Song Ruoxi was tired and had nothing wrong with anything, so she asked the maids to serve Song Ruoxi to sleep. She sat by the bed for a while. She heard Song Ruoxi's breathing sound very calm. She knew that she was not sick, but was just tired, so she ordered the maids to serve her well and get up to find the culprit who was tired of Song Ruoxi.

"Old man, if you make Xier tired and sick, I will burn your study room with a fire." Mrs. Ji roared sharply as soon as she entered the study room.

Ji Chengxuan was shocked, squeezed the music score in his hand tightly, and asked anxiously: "Is Xi'er sick?"

Mrs. Ji didn't want to scare the old man, and said, "Xi'er is not sick, but she's tired. Old man, Xi'er is a sweet girl, not your rough-looking children and grandchildren. What do you want to teach her? Take your time. If you force her out of illness, what should you do?"

"Shu'er, don't bother, today I discovered that Xi'er has a very talented musical talent. She was so happy that she forgot about her form, and she would never do this in the future." Ji Chengxuan said with a smile.

"Does Xuanlang want to teach Xi'er Bayin?" asked Mrs. Ji.

"Not only that, I also want Xi'er to write a famous song like "The Crane in the Forest" that has been passed down through the ages." Ji Chengxuan, like a jade craftsman who discovered the uncensored jade, vowed to carve the uncensored jade into the best.

Mrs. Ji was shocked. Song Ruoxi was a woman in the boudoir. How could her boudoir work be spread? But seeing Ji Chengxuan's joy, it was not easy to pour cold water on him. The two had been married for decades. Mrs. Ji knew that he had not thought deeper and was cold for a few days. When he slowly came back, the matter was over and said, "It is a good thing that you are willing to cultivate Xier, but Xier is the daughter's home. When you teach her, you are not allowed to be cruel or punish him. If you make her sick or in a bad mood, you can't try to teach her any music."

"I know this, I will definitely teach Xi'er softly and not scare her. Don't worry so much." Ji Chengxuan was completely immersed in the joy of finding the successor of the mantle, and he didn't hear the accent of Mrs. Ji's daughter's house.

"It's not too early, so the old man should settle it early, I'll go back to the room first." Mrs. Ji kept Song Ruoxi and lived with him, so Ji Chengxuan had to sleep in the study.

The next morning, Song Ruoxi was woken up by Xiangxiu, dressed up, and came out to see Mrs. Ji, and saluted: "Xi'er greets grandma, grandma, good grandma."

Mrs. Ji reached out to support her and said angrily: "You child, you don't need to tell grandma these false rituals."

"Grandma, did Xier quarrel at you last night?" Song Ruoxi asked with a smile by holding Mrs. Ji's arm.

"You are so good, you didn't quarrel with grandma. You slept much more honestly than your mother." Mrs. Ji smiled.

Song Ruoxi asked curiously: "Does my mother like to move around when she sleeps?"

"She was stable after a quarter of her sleep. She rolled around in the bed. When she fell asleep, she rolled to the other end and went to sleep in the morning." Mrs. Ji told her granddaughter about her daughter's childhood scandal. "Once, she slept in the bed in the day, rolled down from the bed and kowtowed her head..."

"Old lady, eldest lady, second lady and eldest young lady come to pay their respects." The maid's announcement interrupted Mrs. Ji's words.

After the daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law were invited to rest, everyone sat down for breakfast, and Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Ji took Song Ruoxi to Princess Shunshu's mansion to the banquet.

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Chapter completed!