Guqin becomes a beauty

Within two days, Rong Zun's criticism really came down.

The people in the whole guqin shop gathered around, reading the punishment warnings to him in turn.

Rong Zun was nestled in the innermost part of the kang by himself, no one could coax him, he drooped his head, and kept muttering in his mouth: "It's a shame, it's a shame now... I think that the ancient gods of my generation were actually defeated by today's young people." It was criticized and written out, how many people should see it..."

Ling Xingwei kept comforting, "Rongrong, you are now a civil servant of the country. There are only superiors and subordinates. Regardless of age, any civil servant who violates the regulations will be publicly criticized."

"Who am I doing this for! You white-eyed wolf!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I'm going to fight with Xie Chengwei and accept criticism with you."

Rong Zun sat back down, looking hopeless.

Ling Xingwei winked at Chenglian, and Chenglian came over with a plate of washed strawberries.

"Master, this is from the opposite door boss Zhang, it's very sweet."

"I have no appetite to eat..."

Ling Xingwei sighed, "Don't be sad. That report has only been posted for a week, and people are criticized every day, and everyone can't remember who belongs to whom."

"What?! Still going to be posted?" Rong Zun's head popped out of the quilt all of a sudden, "Where is it posted?"

"It stands to reason that it should be posted to the Ministry of National Heritage."

Seeing that Rong Zun's dejected whole person was about to melt, Ling Xingwei hurriedly said: "I have asked Xiao Xu to post it in my office, and now only I can see it."

"Really?"

"Well." Ling Xingwei pulled him out of the quilt, "This is the first time for you. When I first joined the company, I received no less than ten criticisms a year, and I got used to it."

"How could you do this?" Rong Zun opened his eyes wide, and laughed again, feeling much better all of a sudden.

He reached out and took the strawberry and took a bite, "It's quite sweet."

Ling Xing didn't see him slowing down, got off the kang, put on his coat, "Eat it slowly if it tastes good. I'm off to work, and I won't come back for lunch."

"Why didn't you come back?" Rong Zun sat cross-legged on the kang, biting a strawberry in his mouth.

"A meeting. The International Classical Music Revival Committee has a long-term cooperation project with us, and some of their revival methods can also be used as a reference for the promotion of traditional Chinese music in our country." Ling Xing did not button up his coat, "This time it happens to be from our country Gu Tan, the violinist, is also the principal of the International Philharmonic Orchestra, and the Ministry of National Heritage intends to invite him to participate in this year's New Year's Eve concert and perform with the master of Chinese music."

"I want to go too."

"Where are you going?" Ling Xing didn't stop.

"Go to the New Year's Eve concert."

"You also want to perform on stage? You used to...don't you hate playing the piano for others the most?" Thinking of Rong Zun in the past when he heard that someone came to Penglai again, he felt bitter and hated, and wished he could pretend to be sick. Just want to laugh.

"Occasionally you can change." Rong Zun hugged the quilt.

Ling Xing didn't look at him seriously, and suddenly understood that this person was always unwilling to move when someone came to beg him, but now that no one comes, he feels lonely again.

"Why, can't you?"

"Of course." Ling Xingwei smiled slightly, and picked up the briefcase, "You can do whatever you want, and I will explain in detail when I come back."

"Wait~I~come back~" Jiuxiao suddenly learned to scream at the top of his voice, and was knocked by Ling Xingwei with his bag, "Ouch! My lord, he hit me!"

Rong Zun raised his eyes lazily, "Are you happy to let me know?"

Jiu Xiao covered his head and fell silent.

Before Ling Xing left, Rong Zun threw the critical paper under the bed.After thinking about it for a while, I took it out again, crushed it thoroughly and destroyed the corpse.

"Okay." Rong Zun smiled, the matter was finally over, and the piano shop returned to normal.

***

The negotiation between the Ministry of National Heritage and the Classical Music Revival Committee went smoothly, and Chief Gu has also agreed to participate in the New Year's Eve concert organized this year.

So at the end of the year, Ling Xingwei became busy again.

This year's New Year's Eve concert is led by the state and jointly organized by the Ministry of National Heritage and the National Musicians Association.

Ling Xingwei came back at night and said he was going on a business trip for a week.

Rong Zun was rubbing Bai Jie's head, his mouth flattened, "Are you taking me?"

"Not this time, and it's basically a meeting every day, there's nothing fun about it."

"Really don't bring it?"

Ling Xingwei came over, imitated his appearance, and rubbed on the top of his head, "I will take you out to play again after the Chinese New Year holiday."

Rong Zun didn't say anything.

When he left on a business trip the next day, Rong Zun turned his head and glanced at the people in the piano shop one by one. Everyone felt an ominous premonition.

"Sambo is on a business trip, we shouldn't be idle."

"Master, you won't want to..."

"Let's go on a trip!"

"Travel, travel?!" His mind changed so fast that everyone couldn't react.

Cheng Lian asked cautiously, "Master, where do you want to go?"

"Xia Yi."

"Xia Yi? Where is that?" Jiu Xiao tugged at his brother's sleeve curiously, and Chun Lei shook his head.

Cheng Lian thought for a while, "Master, are you talking about Yuzhou? Once Yu was conferred the title of Bo Xia here, and Yu's son Qi established the first Xia Dynasty here. Gradually, we have the prosperity of our future generations."

With clear eyes, Rong Zun nodded.

Back then, I heard about the grand occasion of feasting on the feudal princes at Juntai.

He also wanted to see what the first country that Da Mao and Er Ya had desperately protected and the first country they established after they grew up was like.

"But why don't you tell Xingwei first? He must be worried if you go out alone..." Cheng Lian worried.

"Who said I have to go out alone?"

"Then you..."

Rong Zun looked around and pointed his finger, "Wu Liang, you go out with me to relax."

"Me?" Rao Liang didn't expect to be pointed out, and raised his eyebrows lazily, "I don't want to move."

Rong Zun said: "Okay, if you don't go, I'll take Cheng Lian there. It's your turn to be the housekeeper in the guqin shop."

According to the regulations of their piano shop, everyone has the opportunity to take turns to rest. Although Cheng Lian takes care of a lot, he also needs to have a vacation. When he is away, the remaining few pianos will be housekeepers in turn.This time it happened to be the turn around the beam.

"I do not want!……"

Compared to going out, Zuo Liang was more lazy to take care of things, so he could only stare dryly, and under Rong Zun's smiling gaze, he turned around angrily and walked away.

……

After deciding on the destination, Rong Zun excitedly prepared to break through the boundary wall from the towering phoenix tree in the backyard. According to the regulations of the Ministry of National Heritage, going from here to other places is not considered as random use of spells.

He doesn't have enough money for fines, so he should save a little if he can.

But before he reached the backyard, he was stopped by Cheng Lian.

"Wait a minute, master! You are not going to another time and space this time, but to this world. According to the regulations, you cannot leave here!"

"Is there such a rule?"

"There are some!"

"Xing Wei is not here, he doesn't know what I did." Rong Zun said as he was going to continue walking.

Cheng Lian hurried forward to stop him, earnestly saying, "Master...you have just been criticized by the order, and now you want to violate the rules again, isn't it embarrassing for Xingwei?"

Rong Zun stopped and paused for a while, "Then what should we do?"

"I just checked. It takes six or seven hours to drive from Beijing to Yuzhou. Most people now choose to take the high-speed rail."

"What is a high-speed rail?"

"It's also a means of transportation, bigger than a car, and much faster."

"That's good." Rong Zun nodded, "Woliang and I will take the high-speed train to go there."

Next, Cheng Lian and a few people in the piano shop began to study together how to do this high-speed rail, how to buy a ticket, and how to buy it?

They waited until Rong Zun became impatient, and they didn't figure out why.

Zhuo Liang gloated, "It's good, it's not that I won't go, but I won't be able to go! It's gone, everyone, let's go back and rest."

Hao Zhong scratched his head anxiously, and said to Cheng Lian: "Brother Cheng Lian, why don't you call that Mr. Xu under Minister Ling and ask?"

As soon as Cheng Lian heard the name, his face immediately pulled down, "Why do you want to call him! My lord said, I can't let Xing Wei know."

"We are asking Mr. Xu, and it has nothing to do with Minister Ling!"

Cheng Lian was still unwilling, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, he couldn't bear the bell and Jiao Wei's pleading, and took out his phone with a straight face.

In order to make it easier to find Chun Lei, Jin Jing bought him a mobile phone, but Jiu Xiao always snatched it to play, so he simply gave everyone in the piano shop a mobile phone.

"Hello? Mr. Cheng Lian?" Xiao Xu was obviously very surprised when he received the call.

"Cough, that..." Cheng Lian opened his mouth to hear the voice on the other end of the phone, still not used to it.

"If you have something to say slowly, it's okay."

Xiao Xu's voice on the other side was very gentle and patient, much more pleasing than when we first met and forcibly dragged him to that ghostly place in the training office.Cheng Lian gradually relaxed. He was a well-spoken scholar, and he said clearly: "That's right, our lord wants to take Zuoliang to Yuzhou, can you buy a ticket for me?"

"Master Rong is going to Yuzhou?!" Xiao Xu was so surprised that he looked up at the handsome man sitting opposite him on the train.

Ling Xingwei raised his eyebrows all of a sudden, looked at him with deep eyes, raised his finger, and signaled him to continue asking.

"Hey, hey... I'm listening." Xiao Xu swallowed, "Do you know why Master Rong is going to Yuzhou all of a sudden?"

Cheng Lian naturally refused to tell him that his master was going to play, and said sternly: "Master has his reasons for going, so don't ask so many questions."

Xiao Xu looked at Ling Xingwei again as if asking for help, Ling Xingwei waved his hand, and there seemed to be a moment of loneliness in his lowered eyes.

"Okay, okay, I see. Just Mr. Rong and Mr. Zhouliang, right? Well, I'll have someone deliver the tickets... Mr. Rong is in such a hurry? Well, it's okay, it's just today Set off……"

Xiao Xu said yes, hung up the phone, raised his eyes, "Minister..."

Ling Xingwei covered his forehead with his hands, looking a little helpless, finally let out a breath, and said weakly: "Go and make arrangements for him, ask Yuzhou to send a car to pick him up at the train station, he can go wherever he wants Accompany you all the way."

"Yes."

Xiao Xu made a few more phone calls, and after making arrangements, he still couldn't help asking: "Boss, do you know what Master Rong is going to do? What's so special about Yuzhou?"

Ling Xingwei looked out the window, and after a long time, he said lightly, "Nie Zhengtai is in Yuzhou. After all, he still cares about that person in his heart."

The author has something to say:

Haha, Gu Xiaotan is here to play~ Looking forward to his New Year's Eve concert, I wonder if Brother Ye will come www