Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Xie Xian was busy teaching but didn't know that someone was busy over there.

At the top of Xiangxia, in the Cui family villa, several strong pines with green branches drooped heavily. On the corridor of Heyan Pavilion, a young servant hurriedly walked by. Although he was walking quickly, his footsteps were silent. It turned out that he was a martial artist.

The door of the chess room was half open, and I could only glimpse a glimpse of the moonlight from the corridor. I thought my master was still there.

Qi Ya walked to the door, bowed and stood still, listening to the noise inside with his ears perked up. He breathed a sigh of relief that the eldest son of the Xie family was here this time, and he thought that his young master would only stick around for a cup of tea.

After a while, "Xie An'er is not a gentleman, can't you let me have one son?" A clear young voice sounded, and the waiter outside twitched his mouth.

"Cui Dalang, I gave in in the first three rounds."

The person who spoke was a young man in a long white robe. He sat upright, with his sash tied neatly. His hair was tied up in a crown on his head, revealing a widow's peak on his fair forehead. He acted like a spoiled child in front of his friend, but his expression remained unchanged.

Cui Jing didn't care about all that. Although her friend looked beautiful, she could make people angry every time she opened her mouth. "Didn't you promise to give it to me yesterday?" Cui Dalang slammed the chess table in front of him with his fan, with his legs folded.

The crown on his body made his posture a little stiff, and he regretted not going back to change his clothes. He thought that his poor performance this time was all due to the clothes.

Cui Jing, who had prepared an excuse in a minute, was still about to deny it, but he heard Xie An say, "I admit defeat to Qingque. You made the decision about yesterday. I make the decision about today." Yesterday's affairs were settled yesterday, and today's affairs can only be considered today.

Cui Jing was so angry that he fell backwards, Qi Ya held back a breath and shrank back with shaking shoulders.

"Well, you are the son of the Xie family." Seeing her husband was furious, Qi Ya interrupted and said, "My husband, a fast horse just came to report that Wang Sanlang and several noble families in Pingcheng are going to stay in the villa, and they are almost here." Cui Jing, who was about to change clothes...

Facing her husband's surprised gaze, Qi Ya continued: "He said he would come early to participate in the discussion at Jishang." Before he finished speaking, Cui Jing sneered.

"He is the only one who believes this excuse," Cui Jing leaned against the low table and scraped the tea leaves boredly, then took a sip, "Tell me who is so unlucky this time." Wang Sanlang's hobby was well known in the aristocratic circle. He only liked beautiful women with pleasant voices, but he would not dare to offend noble ladies from clans who had the protection of their families. This was all thanks to the handsome man from the Xie family in front of him, who gave him a severe beating. Although Wang Sanlang did not change his bad habits, he at least restrained himself.

"He has been chased here, he won't come from the river again, right?" Cui Jing was a little stunned.

Qi Ya paused and said, "It is said that Jiang Xin encountered a fairy playing music the night before yesterday, and said that he had never heard it before. It seems that all the noble families in Pingcheng are here." Qi Ya felt a strong gaze sweeping over his head and lowered his body even lower.

With a "pa" sound, Cui Jing didn't even bother to wipe the tea off his hands, his brows deepened: "That killer, he has forgotten the lesson from two years ago." Having said this, he paused and glanced at Xie An opposite him with some annoyance.

The young man opposite had no expression on his face, his long eyes drooped and no one knew what he was thinking.

Cui Jing threw his fan to the ground and stood up. "What a bunch of troublemakers. Let's tear down this broken house tomorrow." He turned around and glared at Qi Ya. "What are you standing there for? Go change your clothes."

After a while, Xie An found that the tea soup had gone cold. "Stop the ink and change the tea." The beautiful woman under the moon spoke softly, making the frost moon look desolate for no reason.

A waiter with a baby face and wearing black clothes came out from the dark and made tea quietly. He looked at Xie An and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Xie An just saw that when Qi Ya went out, Zhi Mo also received the news.

"About the second branch of the Xie family." If you think about it carefully, this might be the same thing that Cui Dalang said.

"Father hasn't given up yet?" Xie An frowned slightly.

"All the people of the family master were left in Kangjian. It is said that he only has a foreign affairs lady by his side. There has been no news in the past two days." Seeing the eldest son looking at him in confusion, Zhi Mo curled his lips helplessly. God knows how the people sent by the clan were delayed on the way. Only the foreign affairs lady arrived first. I don't know how an unknown maid got this job.

Qingdai: The nameless maid has offended you.

Looking at the stubborn Zhi Mo, Xie An curled his lips and said, "If you didn't even receive the news, then you are not one of us. What about the other branches?" Xie An didn't care about the affairs of the second branch. She was just an orphan, and no one believed that she could take over the Black Stone Guard. But my father's eating manners were too ugly, and I was afraid that he would be scolded by my grandfather again. The current eldest son Xie An thought.

Zhi Mo thought about it carefully, "It's just that there seems to be some movement from the third house. They said that there is an important guest on the Huai River, and the third house held two secret meetings on this matter. I can't get any specific information."

"Hmm? Distinguished guest, Huai River?" As if they had thought of something, Xie An and Zhi Mo looked down the cliff at the same time. It couldn't be such a coincidence.

In Xiannong Yazhu, Cui Jing stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at it carefully: "This one is too plain, and it looks the same color as Xie An's clothes. Change it." Qi Ya was speechless, as if he had brought this one for you.

"Mr. Xie has fair skin and looks good in moon-white," Qi Ya explained, looking up at her husband with wheat-colored skin, so she should just stop making things difficult for herself.

"I can become white by putting on powder!" Cui Jing has a first-rate ability in misinterpretation.

"I shouldn't have mentioned Wang Sanlang just now. That kid is always doing bad things. He hasn't learned his lesson from the Luo Xianniang incident last time. I'm so mad at him. If his elder brother Kang Jian hadn't come back, I would have let him die." Cui Jing pulled off his clothes in annoyance and changed back into his daily dark blue robe barefoot.

"The Third Young Master Wang just loves to play, and he didn't do anything excessive." Qi Ya followed up on the words. No matter how bad he was, he still had to clean up the mess. The three families of Wang, Xie and Cui in Jingzhou supported each other, and his son, the eldest son of the Xie family, and the eldest brother of the Third Young Master Wang, Wang Yunzhi, were collectively known as the Third Young Master of Jingzhou. His son had to take care of it for the sake of his good friend.

Cui Jing paused as he was arranging the jade button. “He didn’t do anything bad, but he praised him so much that he was plucked away by the people above.” Luoxianniang was originally a Qingqin player. Two years ago, she sang a piece at Xiangxia that was praised as "The Moon is Bright and the Fairy is Falling". This comment was given by none other than her good friend Xie An. At that time, Xie An became famous for his music and was praised for his beautiful appearance, with a graceful demeanor and fairy-like appearance. He was sought after by many noble ladies.

Xie An and Luo Xianniang knew each other through music. He saw clearly that Luo Xianniang had already fallen in love with his friend, but Xie An did not show any reaction. Later, Wang Sanlang made a bet with others and made Luo Xianniang the best in music. When Luo Xianniang left, Xie An was not in Jingzhou. When he came back, Luo Xianniang had already become a concubine in the palace of King Xuan of Kangjian.

After Wang Sanlang came back, he apologized. Xie An sat in Xiangxia Villa for a whole night. After that, the people of Jingzhou rejected Kang Jian's band, and Wang Sanlang was ordered by his elder brother to go back to Pingcheng. It has been more than a year since we last met.

Let's not talk about what Xie An thought about Luo Xian at that time. If he wanted to take her as a concubine, no one would say anything. But when I asked him for a long time, Xie An just said "I make friends with the zither, nothing else." No one would believe it. If there was nothing else, why would you sit there all night? And this year, the long side is almost moldy, and I haven't seen Xie An play a song again.

I saw it all, and I sighed every time I stopped Mo and wiped the long side.

Today is also strange. Wang Sanlang finally went back to Jingzhou under the pretext of chatting, but he came here again to chase the zither player. Let's see if he can become the second Luoxian this time. This year, my good friend's music is too high and unpopular. Anyone would feel a little pity for him. e=(′o｀*))) Alas!

Cui Jing was worried, while Wang Sanlang was very nervous. He thought that he would not be beaten if he brought so many people back this time. He still felt pain in his bones when he thought about the last time he was beaten by his elder brother. On that day, Luoxian and Kangjian, King Xuan asked for them, but Jizi kept coming up to him, and he could not stop her.

He had spent the past six months hanging out in Pingcheng, being praised by others, and had set off in a rush to pursue a piece of music. Now that he had calmed down in the carriage, Wang Sanlang began to feel that the cushion was a bit hot on his butt. But when he thought that this was truly an unprecedented new piece of music, he felt full of fighting spirit again, and suddenly remembered what the poor boy said this morning that he could clearly see that it was a beautiful girl.

I feel a little fed up. I hope there won't be another Luoxianniang. The previous one was almost beaten to death by my eldest brother. If this one is beautiful, I can just keep her in my house and ask her to play music for me every day. By the way, my mother wrote to me yesterday saying that I can keep a maid. Except for the main wife, the family won't care about the others. How many can I keep? Oh, I have so many beauties, it's hard to choose.

Wang Sanlang's thoughts had already flown to the horizon.

In the following ox carts, Gou Xin was excited. He was originally a farmer's son. With his intelligence, he was noticed by Wang Sanlang who participated in the discussion. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to climb up, so he volunteered to become a retainer. The local clans in Jingzhou have always looked down on the literati circle in small places like Pingcheng. Now they can follow Wang Sanlang and enter Xiangxia Villa. Several people are very excited. That is the place where the third son often holds elegant gatherings in the legend. It is a holy place for Jiangbei literati!

Xie Xian lay on the side of the boat and looked at the surrounding scenery. The cliffs on both sides were eroded by water and wind, forming layers of concave terrain. Any voice was amplified by reverberation. She admired the ingenuity of nature. Xie Xian calculated how many days she could stay. This kind of terrain depends entirely on luck.

A perfect ancient live sound amplifier. Although the location is a bit dangerous, the audience is well-informed and enthusiastic about music. Now the band has what it needs, except for a boat.

Xie Xian looked at the stone path artificially carved along the hundred-meter-high cliff in front of her, which zigzags all the way to the top. A dock was specially built at the bottom of the cliff, with several small boats floating leisurely. Two long cables were stretched tightly, which could only ensure that the small boats stayed next to the original ecological sound system for fear that they would be carried away by the turbulent current in the narrow gorge.

A few piano sounds could be heard in the distance, and Xie Xian was stunned by the desperate attitude of the music fanatics. Awesome.