Guqin becomes a beauty

One day, early in the morning, there was a knock on the door outside the piano shop.

Cheng Lian came over to open the door with a yawn, and saw a handsome and tall boy in black standing outside the door.

The young man looked at him, sized him up slightly, and then smiled, his voice clear and clear, like mushrooms after a spring rain, "You are my senior brother, Mr. Cheng Lian."

Cheng Lian's eyes widened slowly, shaking, "Nie Zheng?"

"it's me."

He suddenly turned around and shouted into the room: "Master! Master, Junior Brother is back!"

There was a sudden commotion in the inner yard, and everyone opened the door to look out, but they were overwhelmed by the unfamiliar atmosphere and dared not approach.

Rao Liang squeezed out of the crowd with a fit of getting up, frowning his beautiful brows. When he saw the young man at the door, he narrowed his eyes and felt a little familiar.

It was Nie Zheng who caught the most beautiful person at a glance, his eyes opened slightly, the corners of his eyes turned up unconsciously, his lips moved, and he smiled at him with neat white teeth, "I finally saw you again—— "

"Huh?" Zhou Liang frowned deeply, looking puzzled.In the next second, I saw myself being pulled into my arms by a big hand, and my head was buried tightly, "Huh??——"

A juvenile's joyful voice came from next to his ear, "Thank you!"

"Thank you, thank you... what are you thanking for?!" Rao Liang struggled to break free from his arms, "Who are you, crazy-sick!"

Cheng Lian was also a little dumbfounded, and coughed twice, "This is Master's second apprentice, that is, my junior disciple—Nie Zheng. Xiao Nie, this is Zuoliang."

"I know!" Nie Zheng stared at Zuoliang without turning his eyes, with a trace of oppression in his focused eyes, "I will never forget it."

When Rao Liang heard the name, he was also stunned.He thought of that thunderstorm night, and he heard the story of a silly boy who avenged his father...

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted abruptly, Rong Zun was wearing a snow-colored robe over his inner jacket, his long hair was scattered, and he walked out in a hurry, and when he saw the young man at the door, he stood still.

Nie Zheng raised his eyes slowly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his black eyes looked at him deeply, "Master, I'm back."

Rong Zun walked up to him step by step, stretched out his hand to gently touch the boy's neat short hair, and smiled slowly, "It's good that I'm back, it's good that I'm back."

Cheng Lian's eye circles were a little red, and he wiped it away with his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, junior brother, for being promoted to the god position."

Everyone present felt that he was filled with chivalry and a strong fighting spirit, which made people want to submit when they got close to him—the coercion of the God of War.

……

Ling Xing didn't come back from get off work at noon, and when he saw the boy in black surrounded by the crowd, he stopped in his footsteps, and gradually frowned.

Nie Zheng sensed it, raised his eyes, saw him, and smiled slightly, "Long time no see, Brother Sanbao."

Ling Xingwei frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Master."

"..."

The astonishment on Nie Zheng's face succeeded in pleasing him.He put down his briefcase, walked up to Rong Zun, and kissed him on the forehead like an oath of sovereignty, until he clicked, but still made the boy stare away.

His finger pointing at Ling Xingwei trembled, and he turned his head to ask Cheng Lian for confirmation, "Brother?!"

"Well..." Cheng Lian nodded sadly.

"..." The three views of the young man were broken, and the fighting spirit of the god of war dissipated immediately, and the whole person seemed to be a wilting carrot standing in front of the table.

Lu Qi patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Take your time, just get used to it."

"Master..." Nie Zheng raised his head, glanced at Ling Xingwei unkindly, it was completely the expression of his master being gnawed by a pig, "Brother Sanbao is good-looking, but he is too immature! How long have we been looking for him to run away from home for such a small matter! I’m afraid he didn’t come back before I died, right?”

Ling Xingwei snorted coldly, "That's better than someone, it's really mature enough to assassinate the king of a country after learning the skills of a three-legged cat."

"You...!" Nie Zheng raised his voice and raised his head to argue with him, but was persuaded by Cheng Lian.

"Okay, okay, junior brother just came back, and Xingwei hasn't eaten yet, let's chat while eating."

Cheng Lian made the lunch, and the God of Cookery has joined the cooking department of the Ministry of National Heritage, taking a group of people around to taste delicious food every day, "playing" so much that he seldom goes back to the guqin shop.

Nie Zheng put a spoonful of crab soup into his mouth, smacked and sighed: "Delicious! Brother's cooking skills are really good." Then he remembered it very much, "I also miss the meals made by the God of Cookery."

Seeing that he was intoxicated by eating, Cheng Lian cheerfully helped him pick up some food again, "If you like to eat, eat more. Master Chef is on a business trip. When he comes back, Master will invite him to come and have a gathering."

"Heh." Ling Xingwei sneered with a shrimp ball in his mouth.

This guy used to have a sweet mouth, but after so many years, his skills are getting better and better.In just a short while, Cheng Lian, who had just met, was bribed into obedience.

Looking sideways at the expression on Rong Zun's face, he saw that there was no extra praise except gentleness and kindness, and his mood improved a lot.

Rong Zun waited until he was almost done eating, and asked in a warm voice: "Xiao Nie, let me tell you about yourself."

Nie Zheng put down his chopsticks, straightened his face, and said: "After I died, I was enshrined by the local people by accident. Although the power of faith is weak, it can still maintain my spirit. Later, when Brother Sanbao The "Nie Zheng Terrace" was built for me, and more people came to worship. I heard from them that they only knew about such a place because of the strengthening of protection and promotion of heritage protection."

Having said that, everyone's eyes turned to Ling Xingwei.The latter looked like he had nothing to do with him, and his face was still full of disgust, and he picked up the shrimp balls in his mouth with chopsticks.

Nie Zheng laughed lightly, and said to Rong Zun: "Brother Sanbao said to me on the day the ancestral hall was completed, 'If you still want to see him, keep going.' It is precisely because of his A word of encouragement, I became more convinced that I must wait until the master came back, and I started to practice diligently against the clock, absorbing the power of human faith...Here, I still want to say thank you to Brother Sanbao."

"Xingwei is always hard-spoken and soft-hearted, but now he looks like he doesn't like to talk to me, but he is very good at encouraging his junior and junior behind his back." Cheng Lian's eyes were soft.

Ling Xingwei shuddered, and frowned, "Who said that was encouraging you? Don't take yourself too seriously."

That sentence, I just heard someone say it a lot, so I said it naturally.

As for what Nie Zheng would think - he couldn't control it.

Rong Zun pursed his lips and smiled, without revealing the awkwardness of this person, he continued: "Then Rong Sanbao is not the only one you should thank."

"I know!" Nie Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly, he turned to the direction of the beam, and said word by word, "Thank you, Liang Liang."

"Liang...? Cough cough——Liang Liang?!" Zuo Liang was choking on his own saliva, coughing, finally stopped, and raised his head with difficulty, "Who taught you to call that!"

Nie Zheng looked innocent, "At that time, that's what Master called you, Liang Liang—your name."

Zuoliang immediately blew up and scolded a lot of people, but seeing that Nie Zheng didn't listen at all, his voice gradually quieted down... swallowed it back.

Seeing that he stopped arguing, Nie Zheng smiled again with eight white teeth.

"Okay, Liang Liang, let Xiao Nie continue talking first, and you can decide on the address later."

Rao Liang was annoyed when he saw Rong Zun smiling, and gave him a hard look.Simply close your eyes and ignore anyone, but your ears are still working.

I heard Nie Zheng Qingyue's voice say again: "What I have experienced is nothing more than so many things. After the completion of the training period, I did not expect that I would finally be promoted to the position of God of War."

Rong Zun's eyes moved.

"By the way, master! When I was accepting the inheritance of the previous God of War, the God of War asked me to tell you a word..."

"What?" Rong Zun sat up straight, with a rare gleam of hope in his eyes.

"He asked me to tell you that he will not pursue the matter of you not playing the piano for him before the expedition. He is not such a stingy god. He also asked me to tell you that when you go to see him one day, he will If the one who pesters you to play the piano for him still wants to keep hiding, then don’t give him a chance to meet and live a long life.”

Ling Xingwei frowned, and said with a grin: "Does he think I'm dead?"

Nie Zheng turned his head, "Brother Xingwei, Lord God of War also said that he has disliked you since a long time ago, and if you accidentally die, he will teach you a lesson."

Ling Xingwei choked up, "I want to teach me a lot, and I don't care about one more!" Rong Zun originally had a faint sadness in his eyes, but he laughed aloud when he was provoked like this.

Ling Xingwei lowered his head and continued to mutter, "Without conscience, I don't know who sealed [-] monsters back then. Although it was necessary for work, it can be regarded as indirectly avenging him."

Nie Zheng answered naturally, "It's the harmonyism of the new era. I learned it during the training. Back then, Minister Ling held high the banner of harmonyism, carrying various talismans of "democracy, civilization, and freedom" given by the teacher at the training office. Just post one, and thousands of demons will disappear in an instant, and all demons will not be able to escape—Minister Ling is the number one person advertised by the training department."

"Fuck. Those old pedants below will put gold on their faces too much?" Ling Xingwei cursed in a low voice, "It's shameless to take everything on yourself? Although the law stipulates that after the founding of the country, it is not allowed It’s fine, but can you respect some historical facts?”

He got up and walked outside, "No, I have to apply to the country for reorganizing the training department for this year's congress! What kind of good gods can such an unrealistic training policy teach?!"

"If you slander me again, they won't be able to get training subsidies for the next five years!" The angry back gradually drifted away.

Nie Zheng turned his head and looked helpless, "Master, what should we do? If brother Xingwei really doesn't approve the subsidy for the training department, those teachers may make a big fuss. By the way, they have introduced several new students this year. He is a young demon, and it is said that he has a good pen, and he plans to co-author a book "The Legend of Ling Xing", which will be a must-read book for those who come to participate in the training."

""The Legend of Ling Xing"?" Rong Zun raised his head, "Why don't you write a copy of "The Legend of Rong Zun"?"

"The teachers said that the master's age is too old, and they dare not make mistakes casually. The only God of Cookery and Yugu who know the master in the world are too lazy to say more. They don't have enough basic information. But they also said that they will be in the biography of Minister Ling. You are mentioned in great length, Master, and you are promoted as a role model for the ancient gods to work in this world."

Rong Zun snorted softly, "Let them write well." He turned around and walked lazily towards the backyard.

"Master?"

He took out a small card out of nowhere and shook it backwards, "See? The country, in recognition of my great contribution to the Guqin cause, specially invited me to be one of the cultural executives of the congress. Vote veto. If they write it well, I'm not going to let them go without a subsidy."

"Yes, Master." Nie Zheng smiled, watching the man in white disappear with a gentle look on his face.

He also turned around and walked away with straight steps.

Rao Liang opened his eyes and blurted out, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Go to work. I'm working part-time at the Ministry of National Security." His eyes softened, "Would you like to visit my office?"

The beautiful young man hesitated for a while, but immediately raised his proud eyebrows, "Just go, whoever is afraid of whom."

Nie Zheng waited patiently for him to come up to him, and opened the car door for him.

I thought to myself, this era is really good, these people are all together again.

There was even a surprise.

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