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In the Lexuan Pavilion in the capital city, there is a musician who is extremely skilled at playing the qin. He is famous for his two hands and his guqin.

People in the world said that the musician was a god-man, and the music he played was like mountains and flowing water, which was extremely beautiful.

The melody is even more magical, making people inexplicably want to capture every note.

The world called this musician Luo Xiaojun.

It's a pity that the title Luo Xiaojun is well-known far and wide, but no one knows what his real name is.

Disciples from aristocratic families came from thousands of miles to appreciate Lord Luoxiao's piano skills, and they were all amazed at him.

Some people even spread that Lord Luoxiao's zither sound can be used as a blind medicine, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the sound is enough to cure the disease, whether it is true or not is another matter.

However, Mr. Luoxiao played music for others after a battle of red gauze. No one was lucky enough to appreciate Mr. Luoxiao's prosperous face. Only some people said that Mr. Luoxiao should be a beauty based on his figure.

"Lord Luoxiao, not only is he skilled at playing the piano, but also has a beautiful figure, and his voice is like the sounds of nature! Many little girls have been charmed by him." The storyteller's voice resounded throughout the academy. , the sound fell, and there was a lot of applause.

"Mr. Luoxiao not only seduces the girl's soul, but also attracts many men." Amidst the clamor, one of the audience agreed.

Hearing this, the storyteller "hahaha" looked up to the sky and laughed for a while, and said: "Yes, this young master is right."

"It's all hearsay, is Lord Luoxiao really so magical?" Another person pushed forward and asked.

"God or not, you can go and see, after all, seeing is believing."

……

Near the noisy academy, a man in a dark red robe and a red gauze hat passed by the entrance of the academy, his footsteps paused, and he left slowly again...

"Hey, Mr. Luoxiao is back?" Just as the man entered, a woman stepped forward and said with a smile, "How is it? Is it lively outside?"

The man named Luo Xiaojun took off the bamboo hat and put it on the table.At first glance, this is really a peerless beauty!

The man smiled, stood by the table, poured a cup of tea, picked it up, put it to his mouth, took a sip, and said, "It's quite lively."

"However, don't you always like to be quiet?" The woman still had a smile on her lips, and said in a slightly provocative tone, "What? Today I just wanted to see the outside world on a whim?"

The man waved his sleeves and sat on the chair, said: "I really don't like it if it's too lively." Then he took another sip of the tea in his hand and said, "However, it's interesting to hear nonsense about yourself."

"Oh? Nonsense? I think their description of you is quite correct." The woman also turned and sat on the chair, "Excellent piano skills."

"It's not that, those people said that I not only seduce the girl's soul, but also attracted many men. This makes me look like a goblin." The man put the empty teacup on the table lightly, and said: "They don't know what I look like. Besides, am I such a jerk?"

After finishing speaking, the woman covered her sleeves and smiled, and said: "Yes, you are such a Huo Huo." After a pause, she continued: "It's a pity that they can't see the face of a Huo Huo."

"Sister Yu, don't laugh at me, I'm not that talented, they're just exaggerating the facts." The man said with a sigh.

"It's not that they exaggerate the facts, it's that you are too low-key." Du Yu said, looked at the incense plant on the stage, stood up, and said: "We will receive guests later, you go back first Room."

"En." The man made a sound in his throat, stood up and walked into the cabinet.

……

After the red gauze, she wore a red ancient dress, and her slender fingers jumped over the strings like dancing butterflies, plucking the strings with a rotating shaft, and the melody was melodious.

The red gauze can't stop his outward charm at all, and every note from the strings composes his beautiful image.

After a song, the strings were closed, and the sound of the piano disappeared instantly, but the lingering sound of the song still lingered in the room, which could not be calm for a long time.

"It really is the number one musician in the capital!" The man outside Hongsha put the wine glass on the table, paused, and then changed his words: "No, it should be, the number one musician in the world!"

"Thank you for your appreciation, but I'm just playing the piano in the pavilion, and I don't have such great skills as the young master said." Luoxiao Junqing behind the red gauze laughed and said softly.

"The voice is just as they said," the man in green clothes seemed to have not heard Mr. Luoxiao's words, and he still praised himself, "the sound of nature."

After saying that, he stood up, walked a few steps towards the red yarn, squinted his eyes, looked up and down at Luo Xiaojun through the red yarn, sighed, and said: "What a pity, what a pity. "

"What's the pity?" Lord Luoxiao asked with his hands resting on the strings.

Hearing this, the man laughed a few times and said, "It's a pity that I can't see Lord Luoxiao's prosperous beauty."

"It's flattering, not to mention you don't know what I look like, how can you say it's a 'prosperous beauty'?" Hearing what the man said, Luo Xiaojun laughed.

"Based on feeling." As he spoke, he took a few more steps forward, even up the steps, and continued: "Mr. Luoxiao, looking at your body shape, even your bones tell me that you are a beauty. Sheng With a beautiful bone and a mouth alone, it cannot be hidden."

"What? Do you want me to see your appearance?" At this time, the man was already close at hand, and he was still moving forward, as if he was about to lift the red veil in the next second.

"My lord, please stop." Mr. Luo Xiao said in a neutral tone.He raised his head slightly and looked at the man in front of him through the red gauze.

After saying that, the man really stopped according to his words, but he didn't speak, he just lowered his head and stared at Luo Xiaojun, with a slight smile on his lips.

Lord Luoxiao looked straight ahead again, and stopped looking at that person, and said calmly: "It's a big taboo to go to my music stage, don't you know, my lord?"

The man bent down and said in a low voice, "Why don't you know."

After a pause, he continued: "Three days later, it will be King Shangwu's birthday. I wonder if Lord Luoxiao will give me the honor to come and play the music?"

Then, he straightened up and added, "Price is not a problem."

With that said, he walked back to his seat, sat down, took out a bag of money from his pocket, weighed it, and put it on the table.

Mr. Luo Xiao bowed his head, flicked his slender fingers on the qin, and the qin issued a few tones, expressing his agreement.

"The carriage is ready for you, are you sure you don't need to send some people there?" Du Miao asked loudly while sitting at the front desk.

"No need." Lord Luoxiao shook his head, lowered his head, put on the red gauze hat, put his sandalwood guqin on his back, and said, "This time I went to King Shangwu's palace, and it's not a big deal. Can."

With that said, Mr. Luo Xiao turned around and pushed the door of the pavilion open, and was about to go out.

Sure enough, there was a carriage outside the door, but it didn't seem to be the one Du Miao had prepared, because a person got out of the carriage.

Looking up, this person is no stranger to Mr. Luo Xiao, after all, he met him three days ago.

"Why are you here?" To be honest, Mr. Luo Xiao really didn't expect this person to appear here at this time.

The man walked up to Mr. Luo Xiao, and said very gentlemanly: "I'm here to invite our nobleman."

"Noble person?" Lord Luoxiao said, "I'm really just a little luthier who was lucky enough to present music on King Shang Wu's birthday, so I can't be called a noble person."

"Okay." The man quickly gave in, and said, "The little luthier, I accidentally persuaded a carriage to leave just now. To apologize to you, I invited another one and picked you up personally. .”

Then he walked back to the carriage, opened the curtain, and said, "Please, Mr. Luoxiao."

Mr. Luoxiao sighed in a low voice, nodded, walked to the carriage, and got on the carriage.

The man followed suit.

After the man explained a few words to the coachman, the carriage drove up with a burst of whipping and horse crowing.

"Tell me, why do you wear a red hat?" The carriage drove a certain distance, and the person sitting in front of Luo Xiaojun suddenly asked.

"I like red." That's a really easy answer.

"You don't want to tell me your name, so what should I call you?" The man said, "It seems too alien to call you 'Luoxiaojun' all the time."

"We don't seem to be familiar with each other." Luo Xiaojun closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

"How come? I've been listening to you play the piano for nearly half a year." The man's voice obviously raised a bit, "Why are you unfamiliar?"

"In the past six months, I haven't played the piano for you alone."

"But I only listen to you playing the piano alone."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Luoxiao was not given a chance to speak at all, and the man said again: "So, what should I be called?"

"It's up to you." Luo Xiaojun opened his eyes, but he didn't look at that person, and spit out two words.

"Then use the name I've always wanted to call, 'Little Goldfish'." After a pause, he continued, "You know my name, just call me Ah Qing."

5,

King Shangwu's palace was really bustling, with all the great families coming to add to the fun and presenting countless gifts.It is not an exaggeration to describe the palace as a sea of ​​people at this time.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.

Xiangqing first jumped out of the carriage, opened the curtain, and stretched out his hand, intending to help the man in red in the carriage: "Come on, little goldfish."

But who knows, Mr. Luoxiao ignored Xiangqing's outstretched hand, got out of the carriage by himself, and said, "Thank you, but I'm not as delicate as you imagined."

Xiangqing smiled, and took her hand back in embarrassment.

To be honest, he was quite disappointed: "Why does the little goldfish still call me son?" The words he said were pitiful, and it made people feel a little... coquettish?

Luo Xiaojun's Adam's apple twisted twice, wanting to speak, but in the end he kept silent.

The man named Xiangqing in front of him said that it was a lie that he had no impression of him. Mr. Luoxiao remembered him, and he had been listening to him play the piano since half a year ago. Well, it should be considered a friend, right?

Xiangqing would come every few days, asking him to play the piano by name every time.

It was very strange, Xiangqing was clearly a customer, and he came to listen to him playing the piano many times. He shouldn't remember when he came and how many times he came, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that he remembered it very clearly.

It's amazing!

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Exceeding expectations, it was decided to have 5 articles in a chapter, with a total of about [-] words.