Peerless luthier

Zhong Yi watched Master Shi walking towards them. Master Shi was wearing Jinhe Yuan's master's uniform, not very tall, with a zigzag beard and piercing eyes.

Master Shi said: "Everyone, from now on I will take you to learn piano skills. Our floor is on the third floor, follow me up first."

Ten people followed Master Shi obediently, but no one dared to speak.

They were probably the first ones to go upstairs in all the groups, Zhong Yi thought: Fortunately, if they come to the highest floor, they will be exhausted just by climbing the stairs.

He went up to the third floor without saying a word. Opposite the stairs was the piano room. The lighting was very good. Twenty pianos were placed there quietly.The piano room is connected to a library, and an old man is sitting, holding hot tea in his hands and looking at them.

Shi Fuzi introduced: "This is Lao Shu. You are not allowed to borrow any books here. You can only read them inside."

A luthier said: "Old Shu is good."

They also shouted, Lao Shu smiled and nodded.

Master Shi motioned them to sit down in the piano room, took out light green playing cards from the paper bag in his hand and distributed them to them.

Zhong Yi took it to her hand and found it was a calendar.

Master Shi saw that they were all looking down, and said, "Every day with a green mark on it comes to class here, blue ones are self-study, yellow ones are exams, and red ones are holidays. There are marks on the lower right corner."

Zhong Yi looked at it. Today is February [-]th, which means a formal class.

Don't know what to say?

Master Shi asked them to go to the library, and each of them found out the books they had read within a month.They searched for books in the Library Pavilion according to his instructions.

Zhong Yi didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. After thinking about it for a month, he took a copy at random, but when he looked carefully, he was shocked: Isn't this book out of print?

Carefully flipping through the pages, raised his head to look around, a luthier approached him and whispered, "You found it too? The books here are treasures."

He motioned to Zhong Yi to look at it, and when he opened the last page of the book, it was stamped with the seal of "Royal Capital" - this is the printing factory of the Xigong Imperial Palace branch.

Zhong Yi nodded, thinking that she must not do something stupid and tear up the pages of the book.

After half an hour, Master Shi asked them to come out, and checked the books they had chosen one by one. Two of them didn't seem to meet his requirements—although they didn't quite understand his requirements, so they asked them to go to the book again. select.

He said: "There will be a class on February 25th, and you should practice more during this time." He turned around and made a gesture, indicating that they could leave.

Zhong Yi held the book and wondered: Is this gone?

Watching Master Shi go downstairs, Zhong Yi thought to herself: I should read a book for a while.

Most of them had the same idea as him, and seven or eight people stayed in the piano room or found a seat in the library to sit and watch.

Around noon, there was a gong beating outside, and Zhong Yi put down his books, planning to go to dinner.The rest of the people got up one after another.

When they went downstairs, they saw Yin Zizhong and Fu Sanyi standing at the door of Qinlou.

Zhong Yi asked, "Why are you here?"

Fu Sanyi's face was dark: "I'm looking for you to eat, and you won't be allowed in without a jade card. We've been waiting for a long time."

Zhong Yi quickly apologized, and then said: "Call me next time, I was reading at that time."

Yin Zizhong also turned dark.

Fu Sanyi said: "I shouted, I was scolded."

Zhong Yi was wondering when an old man carrying a broom walked past them and glared at them angrily.

Three people: "..."

After he left, Zhong Yi asked softly, "Who is he staring at?"

Fu Sanyi glanced at Yin Zizhong, and Yin Zizhong strode away: "Go to the south gate for lunch today."

The two caught up with him: "Why?"

Yin Zizhong said nonchalantly: "When I meet someone we can talk to, he invites us."

Zhong Yi was puzzled: "Brother Young Master?"

Yin Zizhong said: "I used to be considered an acquaintance, but now I just met."

Passing through the square to the south, Zhong Yi habitually looked to the west to see if there were any dormitories.

Fu Sanyi understood it, and said: "Of course there are also here, you see, the willow forest in the east is also there."

Zhong Yi asked, "Isn't it similar to where we live?"

Fu Sanyi shook his head: "I don't know, I went to the east side last summer, and there are quite a lot of people living there."

Yin Zizhong said: "We live in a cleaner place than them."

Zhong Yi nodded: "That's right."

After talking, he arrived outside the south gate. The street in front of him was wider than the street at the north gate. The north side stretched straight out, and there were snacks on the east and west sides.

Fu Sanyi narrowed his eyes: "I like Nanmen's snacks, and there is a family that makes delicious lo mei."

Zhong Yi asked: "Which one?"

Yin Zizhong walked casually: "Go this way."

The two followed him.

After half a stick of incense, Fu Sanyi doubted: "Why is this road so long?"

Zhong Yi showed a suspicious look: "Old Yin, you don't know... don't you know which restaurant it is?"

Yin Zizhong remained expressionless: "Of course he will scream when he sees me."

Zhong Yi: "..."

Fu Sanyi: "What if...he didn't concentrate on looking at the side of the road?"

Yin Zizhong stood still.

The two stopped.

On the street full of people coming and going, three handsome men with their own flavors stood on Nanmen Street, forming a beautiful landscape.

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded above their heads: "Hello! Yin Zizhong!"

The three of them raised their heads together, and a smiling man stood on the window of the restaurant and waved to them.

Zhong Yi glanced at the man in admiration.

Yin Zizhong nodded to the man, and whispered to the two of them when he went upstairs: "Because, I usually pay the bill."

Zhong Yi and Fu Sanyi looked at each other, why was it completely opposite to what they thought?

They coincidentally looked at Yin Zizhong's tall and straight back with sympathetic eyes.

This person seems to be very familiar with Yin Zizhong, his name is Ruan Pei, Wu Sheng, and Yin Zizhong's hometown, there seems to be a blood relationship.

After greeting them, they began to talk nonsense. Yin Zizhong and Zhong Yi occasionally listened and ate, and Fu Sanyi naturally chatted with him. ignore.

After the meal, Ruan Pei went downstairs in a friendly manner, and Ruan Pei boldly took out his wallet: "Check out!"

Zhong Yi poked Yin Zizhong and whispered in his ear: "It seems that you don't have to pay this time."

Yin Zizhong paused when he took out the money, he was noncommittal, and put his hands down, intending to let Zhong Yi and Fu Sanyi appreciate it.

The shopkeeper fiddled with the abacus enthusiastically, and said with a smile, "Guest officer, it's three taels of silver."

Ruan Pei nodded, shaking the purse, Ding Ding Kuangkuang poured out a few copper coins: "Huh? Why are there only a few copper coins?" Then he felt around his body.

This voice fell into the ears of the shopkeeper, and his courteous smile suddenly turned into a sneer: "Guest officer, this little money is not enough."

Ruan Pei touched his body for a long time, then looked back at the three of them.

Three people: "..."

Yin Zizhong took out the money with a natural expression. Zhong Yi and Fu Sanyi saw each other and hurriedly said, "No, one or two per person."

The three of them got together, and when Ruan Pei saw it, he chuckled and secretly put the copper coins back into his purse.

After leaving the restaurant, Ruan Pei was still talking and laughing happily, this time even Fu Sanyi ignored him, he felt bored, touched his nose, and left beforehand with an excuse.

The three of them didn't mention Ruan Pei any more along the way.

In the afternoon, Zhong Yi saw Yin Zizhong going out with a sword in his hand, and said he was going to practice.

Zhong Yi sat at the desk and opened the "Qin Lun" that Zhu Wen had given him before. He remembered that there were a few pages missing, so he wrote down the page numbers and prepared to go to the piano building.

Zhong Yi went to look at Fu Sanyi, and found that the guy was practicing calligraphy seriously, not to mention, his writing was really good.

Went to the piano building, showed the jade plaque, went up to the third floor, and entered the library.

Seeing that all nine people had arrived, Zhong Yi rubbed her nose, found "Qin Lun" and carefully read the contents of the missing pages.

Reading is a pleasure, especially when no one is bothering you.Zhong Yi didn't realize that it was already dark until Lao Shu reminded them to light the lights in the afternoon.

Startled suddenly, imagining the cold wind, Yin Zizhong and Fu Sanyi stood at the bottom with dark faces, watching the scene on the third floor sadly.

He stood up quickly, put the book back and hurried downstairs.

On the first floor, sure enough, Yin Zizhong and Fu Sanyi looked at him with dark faces...

Zhong Yi stepped forward in embarrassment: "Sorry, sorry."

Yin Zizhong tugged on the fur cape on his body, and said expressionlessly, "It's okay, I just arrived."

Fu Sanyi chuckled.

Zhong Yi's hair stood on end: "Sanyi, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Sanyi gave another "giggle" smile.

Yin Zi weighed him up and said, "I guess he's frozen and his teeth are chattering."

Zhong Yi: "..."

In order to express his apology, Zhong Yi specially ordered a shrimp during the meal.The three gathered around the table, listening to the "cracking" firecrackers outside while eating.

For a while, no one spoke.

The next day, Zhong Yi went to Qinlou to read early in the morning, and Yin Zizhong also went to Wulou early in the morning. Fu Sanyi said that he would have relatives to visit him today, and told them to return to Xiheju when they heard the sound of the gong at noon.

When Yin Zizhong and Zhong Yi pushed the door in at noon, they saw Fu Sanyi looking at the water basin with his buttocks pouted.

Zhong Yi said: "Sanyi, what are you doing?"

Fu Sanyi made a booing gesture to let them come over.

They walked over and found two tortoises in the water basin, quietly in the sand, with only some shells exposed.

Yin Zizhong said: "Do you raise turtles?"

Fu Sanyi smiled "hehe": "The family brought it, and kept it for fun. By the way, go to Yutai Restaurant quickly. My father booked a table for us when he left."

Zhong Yi asked, "Where's your father?"

Fu Sanyi said: "Going back, he came home from another place and happened to pass by Jinhe City."

Fu Sanyi's father was in business, and his family was fairly well-to-do, so Zhong Yi tried not to be shocked when a large table of dishes was displayed in front of them.

Yin Zizhong frowned: "If you can't finish eating, it's a waste."

Fu Sanyi has already started eating: "It's okay, I will have the New Year's Eve dinner here tonight, and my dad has already ordered it."

Zhong Yi hesitated and said, "It's not that good, I..."

"Ouch!" Fu Sanyi interrupted Zhong Yi, and gave him a dissatisfied look: "I said, it's fun to have a meal together. This year, everyone can't celebrate the New Year with their families. Let's just celebrate the New Year!"

Therefore, Zhong Yi spent New Year's Eve together with Fu Sanyi and Yin Zizhong in Jinhe City. On that night, Jinhe City's fireworks kept blooming in the night sky, and the streets were full of reunion and celebration. Zhong Yi sat beside them, thinking of himself home, sad, but not particularly sad.

In the next few days, Fu Sanyi watched his tortoise hibernate every day, Yin Zizhong danced his sword every day in the open space in front of Xihe Residence, and Zhong Yi practiced the piano and read books in the piano building.

Until one afternoon, Yin Zizhong entered the door with a sword in hand, looked at Zhong Yi who was copying the copybook at the desk, and said, "Zhong Yi, your brother is here."

Zhong Yi was startled, the brush stopped, and the ink was dense.

Looking back at the person smiling at him by the door, his heart jumped with joy, and joy bloomed in his eyes.