Playing the piano in one of the crossings is like a different person

Fu Siqin was standing at the door of "Zhumengju" with Qin in his arms. He was not as lucky as Fu Ningyu and met Gong Mengzhu directly, so he could only stand at the door and shout to the attics inside, "Everyone Mengzhu, I Just play here?"

The door was not far from the attic, and Fu Siqin somehow felt like the Miao people were singing duet folk songs, and couldn't help laughing.It's just that there doesn't seem to be an echo from the opposite mountain, and it seems that he doesn't like him very much.

Fu Siqin shook his head with a smile, and sat down at the door.Played the piano.

Cloudy, flying.The wind is coming, whistling.The setting sun, the ancient city walls, and corpses everywhere.The deep sound of the piano sounded, presenting a tragic picture.

The sound of drums, the sound of footsteps, and the sound of shouting and killing sounded, low and high, and it was life and death in the collision.Thinking of the war in Gucheng, countless people left and died.The numbness on the soldier's face, patience.kill!Kill all enemies!kill!Protect your family!kill!To survive!

The fingers are constantly changing various fingerings on the piano. It is obvious that they are just sitting cross-legged on the ground, but they seem to be charging forward; they are clearly in the quiet bamboo forest, but it makes people feel murderous and cannot look directly.

The window of the attic on the lake opened quietly, revealing a blue figure.Gong Mengzhu stood by the window, listening to the faint sound of the piano coming from the door.

Han Meixin had disappeared, and a figure in red appeared on the small pavilion in the lake.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly at the highest point, as if a bow and arrow shot straight into people's hearts, shocking.Until the arrow was inserted into the trunk, it still left the echo of the trembling tail.

"I invited him in!" A word came from the pavilion on the lake, but Gong Mengzhu frowned slightly and remained silent.Frowning beauties are reflected on the surface of the lake, arousing affection for no reason.

Knowing that this was tacit consent, Han Meixin looked at Fu Siqin who put away the piano and got up, and smiled sweetly, "Why didn't you come in, young master? Do you really want me to invite you?"

Fu Siqin looked at Han Meixin and smiled silently.

Seeing this, Han Meixin pursed her lips, and said, "You are so boring." But with a slight smile in his eyes, he walked towards Fu Siqin, and then saluted Fu Siqin, "Please, my lord!" Come with me."

Then Wei Wei took half a step ahead, and introduced the plants and trees in the courtyard, as well as the interesting things that happened while walking.

"That bluegrass is said to be of rare and precious quality. Someone gave it to Sister Mengzhu, but Sister Mengzhu left it in the courtyard casually, and lived without realizing it."

"Did you see that small fan-shaped pavilion? That's 'sit with someone'. My sister put it up with the poem 'with whom? Bright moon, cool breeze, me'."

On one side is the pleasing scenery, on the other side is the gentle voice of the beauties, and there are also romantic and interesting stories and historical allusions.

Inviting Fu Siqin into the attic, Han Meixin sat at the table, staring at him.Gong Mengzhu glanced at her, raised his hand to make tea for Fu Siqin, and asked softly, "I don't know where and how you want the little girl to perform?"

"At the banquet entertaining Fu Guo. Sword dance." Fu Siqin took the tea, thanked him, and said with a smile.

"I heard that you still want me to play the piano, but after the performance, what will our sisters get?" Han Meixin looked at Fu Siqin and asked with a smile, but got straight to the point.

"I don't know." Fu Siqin shook his head.

Han Meixin's beautiful eyes drooped slightly, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes seemed angry or resentful, "Young master, this is really true, it's a good plan."

Fu Siqin remained silent, looking at Gong Mengzhu, "I don't know what Mengzhu's opinion is?"

Seeing that Fu Siqin passed her directly to ask Gong Mengzhu.Han Mei bit her lip unwillingly, and said nothing.

Gong Mengzhu looked at Fu Siqin, "Little girl, remember, there is a dance supervisor in the Ministry of Rites."

Fu Siqin smiled and said nothing.

Gong Mengzhu looked at Fu Siqin, his eyes were calm, so he didn't ask any more questions, "Please don't worry, my lord."

Fu Siqin nodded, and handed over the score in his hand, "Ten days later, the envoy will enter the palace, and there will be a banquet in the evening. I hope everyone in Mengzhu can take care of me."

Gong Mengzhu took over the score, "Naturally."

Fu Siqin looked at Han Meixin.

Han Meixin looked at Fu Siqin sadly, "Since my sister has agreed, why are you asking me?"

Fu Siqin looked at Gong Mengzhu, who nodded.

"Then please everyone, Meixin, send me out." Fu Siqin said to Han Meixin with a smile.

Han Meixin supported her frail and boneless body with one hand, "Come with me." A person walked ahead and led the way.This time, she was silent all the way, and walked quickly to the door. Before Fu Siqin could thank her, she disappeared.

Fu Siqin shook his head.On the surface, Gong Mengzhu lowered his stature extremely low, asked questions that should not be asked, and never violated taboos that should not be violated. Even if it was a title, he was arrogant and arrogant in his heart, setting himself extremely high .On the surface, Han Meixin is dissolute, and her every move is captivating, but inside she has a straightforward temperament, expressing her emotions in every move and every word.

Of these two, I don't know who is more popular.Past Han Meixin biting his lip unwillingly, Fu Siqin thought, it must be Gong Mengzhu.

After leaving Rumengfang, Fu Siqin felt much more relaxed.Last night, Fu Ningyu said in a letter to him, "If you ask someone who doesn't know, just smile and don't say a word. People in the brothel, after all, are in the smoke and dust, and they will not dare to ask more." When I was doing it today, although I looked calm on the surface, In fact, I was still a little apprehensive, I didn't expect that Fu Ningyu really hit the mark.

Really, thinking of Gong Mengzhu's indifferent temperament, Fu Siqin sighed, what a pity.

"Finished?" A voice came from above.

Fu Siqin looked up, but it was Xiao Yi who was leaning against the tree with a storybook in his hand, and winked at him, "How is it? It's not bad." Then he read in a drawn-out voice, "My Fair Lady , the gentleman is so good—"

"Though it's like a cloud, I think about banditry." Fu Siqin returned with a smile.Picked up a stone under the tree and threw it towards Xiao Yi.Xiao Yi dodged him.

"Not coming down yet." Fu Siqin shouted and walked forward.

Xiao Yi jumped down with a smile and followed behind him, his eyes filled with joy.

"Do you want to go back to the Ministry of Rites?" Xiao Yi asked from behind.

"I'll take a rest today." Fu Siqin shook his head.

"He wants to come back?" Xiao Yi continued to ask.

"No." Fu Siqin stopped, looked at Xiao Yi with a smile, and seemed to see through his thoughts, "Is there a place you want to go? By the way, I remember going back home after getting married and asking me to accompany you Go home?" Fu Siqin suddenly thought of this.

Xiao Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say yes!Then you accompany me back, and I will introduce my second brother and second brother-in-law to you.But remembering that his father and Fu Ningyu had met, he closed it again.

"Not this one? Did I guess wrong?" Fu Siqin asked with a smile seeing that Xiao Yi was silent.

"I've already gone back." Xiao Yi smiled and shook his head, skipping the topic, "It's the Taoist priest, he's back, and we just got together. There are also some friends in the capital who will probably be moved by the news. Go together? I'll introduce them to you." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"The Taoist priest who cooks the best chicken?" Fu Siqin's eyes lit up.

"That's right! It's still in the ruined temple. I guess there are quite a lot of people here tonight, and they all come by name." Xiao Yi couldn't help but shake his head when thinking of those foodies.

"The name of the pheasant?" Fu Siqin joked, "Then I must go and see tonight." He also wanted to see what Xiao Yi's friends were like, they must be very interesting.

Xiao Yi nodded, smiled and followed Fu Siqin.

On the day of returning home, he ordered all the gifts by himself, loaded two full carts, and returned home in a mighty manner.There was also a lot of gossip, but he didn't care.The person he just, simply didn't want to be with him was Fu Ningyu.

The two walked side by side on the busy street.Fu Siqin looked at the bustling market, listened to the yelling, bargaining, and the sound of wheels, and felt all this quietly.

"Let's go now and play along the way, and we can get there just before dark." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Fu Siqin turned his head to look over.

"Walking forward from this street, along the embankment and out of the city from the east gate, you will pass the busiest market, the most famous restaurant, the river embankment with pink willows and green flowers, and the gardens full of flowers, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the sunset glowing on the river. Finally, there is a neat crop field along the way, a piece of green young crops are cut into pieces by the yellow field..." Xiao Yi looked at Fu Siqin, the meaning is self-evident.

Fu Siqin didn't stop, looked forward, and said with a smile, "Sometimes I really doubt that you are the roundworm in my stomach, why can you guess my thoughts clearly." He understood that Xiao Yi had been in Fengdu all year round, I am so familiar with these scenes, I am afraid I have seen them all.Now I suddenly brought it up, but I wanted to take him for a while.

"That's right." Xiao Yi nodded with a smile, and pointed at himself with a fan, "It's okay to play a song if you know the pianist."

Fu Siqin couldn't help laughing at his playful appearance, "Then guess what I'm thinking now?"

Xiao Yi sized him up seriously, then nodded, "You're thinking now—Singing is really my best friend!" He laughed while talking later.

Fu Siqin shook his head, "I'm thinking—" Then he put the qin in Xiao Yi's arms, "This qin is really heavy, if only Fangge would help me recite it!"

Xiao Yi hugged the qin, saw Fu Siqin smiling happily, laughed too, and teased, "Isn't it just a qin! Even if you come up, Siqin, I can hug it!"

Seeing that this guy was getting more and more outrageous, Fu Siqin tapped his head lightly, "Still leaving?"

"I'm going to see my friends, but you are more anxious than me." Xiao Yi walked casually, with a smile on his face.

"That is, food is more important after all." Fu Siqin nodded solemnly.

Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing, stepped forward to grab Fu Siqin's hand, and dragged him forward. "Let's go, hurry up. Let me tell you, there is a shop in the east of the city that sells excellent roast duck."

"Are you trying to feed me first so that I won't rob you at night?"

"Eat or not?"

"eat."

……

In the dark night, a temple hidden in the mountains is lit with yellowish lights.The cool wind blows gently, and the trees make a "whistling" sound.

A seductive fragrance came from the ruined temple, accompanied by a crackling sound.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the door opened.

A Taoist priest was squatting next to the fire, and with a movement of both hands, he broke the firewood thicker than his wrist into two halves with a "click" and threw it into the fire.There are two iron bars standing beside the fire, and a wooden stick is placed between the two iron bars. On the wooden stick is a fatty roast chicken.The grilled chicken has been roasted to a golden brown and is exuding a tempting aroma.

"I knew you kid would come, if you don't come in, if you don't come in again, I will start the old way!" A handsome Taoist priest squatted without caring about his appearance, and said rascally.

After waiting for a long time without any movement, the Taoist priest smelled blood in the air, and the smile on his face restrained a little, "Are you injured?"

Still no answer.

The Taoist finally turned around, and a cold light fell on him.

The author has something to say:

"Going out of its east gate, there are women like clouds. Although they are like clouds, I think about banditry." —— "The Book of Songs: Going out of its east gate"

It roughly means that when I walked out of the east gate, there were many women, but none of them were my sweetheart.

small theater:

Juli Xiaoyi: Don't talk about a piano, I can hold the piano and you can walk like flying!

Weak Chicken Fu Siqin: ...I won't let you "hug".

Author: Return my pure-hearted son!