"Your Majesty, are you killing a chicken?" Tang Ying covered her mouth and walked in, with crescent moons bent in the corners of her eyes.

Liu Bian rolled his eyes, pushed Jiao Weiqin aside, and hugged his head in regret. He regretted it now and shouldn't have agreed to Cai Yong to learn the zither. He was obviously not the material. After studying for a long time, he couldn't even play the first short section well. Not only did his brain become a tofu by the sound of the zither, Cai Yong's old face was almost thrusting, and he probably regretted it very much.

Princess Wannian followed closely, holding a little girl in her hand, Cai Yong's daughter Cai Yan. Cai Yan glanced at Liu Bian, then looked at Cai Yong with a blue face, and then guessed a rough idea.

"Did Your Majesty learn "Guangling Zhixue"?"

Cai Yong nodded helplessly.

"The song is as its name, and the ambition of this song is to stop. You can't use too much intention. Pick it at will and form a tune." Cai Yan walked to Liu Bian and bowed under him: "Your Majesty, the girl in the civilian... can you play a song for Your Majesty?"

"You are..." Liu Bian raised his head and looked at the little girl in front of him who was not very beautiful but very spiritual, and was stunned for a moment. "Cai Yan and Cai Wenji?"

"Your Majesty, the name of the common woman is Cai Yan, but he has no words." Cai Yan's face turned slightly red, and he pursed his bright lips, and was shy: "The common woman... is only twelve, and she is still waiting to be in the boudoir."

"Oh." Liu Bian's eyes were a little straight, and he cursed in his heart. He was a twelve-year-old, but the real little loli was. But why was her expression so calm between her eyebrows and eyes? She looked like a 20-year-old princess Wannian.

"Yeah!" Tang Ying coughed, awakening Liu Bian. Liu Bian quickly got up and gave the seat to Cai Yan: "You come and play."

Cai Yan was startled and stretched out his little hand to shake it: "Your Majesty's throne, how dare the young ladies sit down? Please give your majesty the young ladies, and the young ladies present the zither to your majesty."

Liu Bian was stunned, and as he met Tang Ying's gaze like a snatcher, he couldn't help but tremble. "Ah...ah, give me a seat, give me a seat."

A waiter took a seat, Cai Yan sat down, rolled up her sleeves, and exposed her little arms. As soon as her slender five fingers fell on the strings of the piano, Cai Yan's expression suddenly changed, and the shyness on her face disappeared, and there was a bit of solemnity.

A slight "ding" sound, "Guangling San" flowed out from Cai Yan's bright wrist fingers like a mountain spring. The hall was silent, no one spoke, and no one even gasped loudly, which really stopped naturally. Even Tang Ying's face was in a bad mood, and she held her cheek and thoughtful.

After playing the song, the knotted wrinkles on Cai Yong's face were smoothed down, Tang Ying's raised eyebrows fell, Princess Wannian's slightly frown relaxed, and even the depression in Liu Bian's heart was swept away. The eyes were bright, like a clear sky, clear water and blue sky; facing the sea, spring flowers were blooming.

No one applauds or praises, everyone is immersed in their quiet and peaceful state of mind, wandering around.

Cai Yan gently withdrew her hands, hid it in her sleeve, raised her eyelids and looked around, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile. In an instant, the solemn musician disappeared, and she became a twelve-year-old girl again, Yichen and Yixi.

Liu Bian held his cheek, half-squinted his eyes, calm and empty, and did not notice that he was facing Cai Yan, with a little lustful look, which easily reminded people of some kind of animal. When the Wannian Princess saw him, she pushed Liu Bian quietly and said softly: "Your Majesty, I will benefit greatly from talking about literature and art with Cai Yan. Can I keep her in the palace and accompany me to talk, chat, and gain each other?"

"Okay, okay." Liu Bian didn't think much, and immediately responded: "Mr. Cai, you have worked hard, so you have a few days off first, and then see what you want to do. Should you go to Dongguan to study history, or come to the palace to be a servant, and guide me to study and piano at any time? You have been away for more than ten years and I think you don't have a place to live in Luoyang, so why not just live in the palace. In this way, it will be convenient for Ai to interact with the princess."

Cai Yong had no choice but to agree.

Liu Bian said that he would let Cai Yong rest first, but once he came out of the sound of the piano, troubles immediately surged into his heart. Cai Yong was a literati, and he couldn't help with fighting, but his knowledge was good and the "Taiping Jing" that he couldn't understand happened to ask him for advice. Even the "Twelve Shapes of Huangdi" translated by Princess Wannian could let him read it again.

Although Cai Yan was only twelve years old, his knowledge was already extraordinary. He naturally became Cai Yong's assistant, snuggled beside Cai Yong, lowered his eyebrows and dizzy, and avoided Liu Bian intentionally or unintentionally.

In fact, Liu Bian really didn't pay attention to Cai Yan. In his opinion, Cai Yan was not a great beauty. In terms of youthfulness, she was not as good as Tang Ying; in terms of maturity and charm, she was not as good as the Wannian Princess. She was only twelve years old, and in later generations, she was the age of a primary school student. No matter how powerful he was, he would not have any thoughts about a primary school student.

But Cai Yan didn't think so. Although she was not old at the age of twelve, countless Han women got married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Moreover, she has been wandering around with Cai Yong since she was born, and her etiquette is inevitably a little relaxed. She has seen far more things than those women from aristocratic families who grew up in the boudoir courtyard, so her mind is naturally more lively.

Just now, Liu Bian wanted to give her the imperial throne, but she was a little surprised. Later, Liu Bian looked at her directly, how could she remain indifferent and had no reaction at all. Princess Wannian kept her in the palace, probably in line with the emperor's intention. She was a little proud and a little scared, and her expression was less natural.

"Sir, what exactly does this inner chapter of the Taiping Jing talk about, and what are these strange pictures?"

Cai Yong took a look: "It's a talisman, a Taoist talisman." He flipped over again, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are these...?"

Liu Bian took a look. But it was useless to see. He didn't understand either, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Cai Yong. "Sir... don't know him?"

"No, the word, I know it, but... the text, I can't understand it." Cai Yong's eyes were mixed with excitement and confusion, as if he had seen a treasure, and he felt a little eager to try it out, and he was almost rubbing his hands. "This... might be a curse."

"Mantra?" Liu Bian understood a little. Lu Zhi said that Zhang Jiao's secret technique is a talisman. Since there are talismans in this article, of course there are curses.

"Yes, if it's a mantra, it's simple. You don't need to know the meaning of these words, just know what sound it is. Mantras are originally a sound, not a sign."

Liu Bian nodded repeatedly. This sentence makes sense. As a curse, of course it is to make a sound. Who cares what he means?

"That sir... Niannian look?"

Cai Yong nodded, carefully polished it for a while, and tentatively made a few sounds. Liu Bian didn't understand, and Cai Yong read it several times in succession. Liu Bian felt it was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Cai Yan's eyes rolled and suddenly interrupted, "Dad, this is like a spell of a Buddha."

"The mantra of the Buddha?" Cai Yong felt something: "You mean, it is not the mantra of the Taoist sect in the Central Plains, but the mantra introduced by the Buddha?"

Futu? Buddhism? Liu Bian suddenly had lightning and thunder in his mind, and he suddenly realized. I pulled it away, and I said why is it so familiar? This is the six-character mantra.

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Chapter completed!