"Drink-drink-drink-drink-"

Early the next morning, Ye Xianglun was disturbed by the sound of running in unison, and when he went out to look, he found that it seemed to be a team of patrols heading out of the palace.

After absorbing the elements, it seems that it is also time for me Ye to say goodbye!

After tidying up his bags, Ye Xianglun took out a piece of blank paper and wrote the desk in the room.

And this poem is written by Miss Wan's song "Chrysanthemum Terrace".

After the score was written, Ye Xianglun blew the ink that had not dried, and after the ink was completely dry, he carefully folded the score.

The house where Miss Wan was located was heavily guarded by a group of guards, and there were several soldiers standing outside the courtyard gate, as if waiting for the owner of the courtyard to give orders.

"Mr. Ye!"

Several generals had seen Ye Xianglun and Lord Wanjun in the palace, and when they saw Ye Xianglun's arrival, they stepped forward to pay respects.

"The princess can be in Sheyu?"

"The county lord is meeting with the two gentlemen of Taoism and Confucianism, does Mr. Ye want to go in?"

"Oh, the two old men are too!"

Ye Xianglun stepped into the courtyard curiously, and when he walked to the door of Miss Wan's house, he happened to see two old men walking out of the hall door.

"Mr. Ye, isn't it also here to say goodbye?" After the two old men saw Ye Xianglun, they stepped forward to greet him.

"Could it be that the second elder also wants to say goodbye to Qu Wan?"

"Mr. Ye may have heard the rumors too, now that the war in the south is coming, we have to return to the country!" The Taoist old man arched his hand and said with a sad face.

"Alas...... The old man's hometown of Nanye may also be in the midst of war. The old man shook his head, and said with embarrassment, "If Mr. Ye's "Chrysanthemum Terrace" can resound in the chaos of war, I think the generals of various countries who supervise the war will also be moved by the artistic conception of the song after listening to this song, resulting in no war will!"

"Yes, the old man came to Quwan this time, and the biggest gain was to hear Mr. 's masterpiece "Chrysanthemum Terrace", if Mr. travels to Nanye and Dan one day, don't forget to visit the two of us old immortals. "The Taoist old man is heroic.

"The two gentlemen are knowledgeable, and Ye Yiqiu is also deeply educated by the second elder! If he can see each other again in the future, he will definitely invite the second elder to listen to "Chrysanthemum Terrace" again!" Although Ye Xianglun and the two old men do not have too deep friendship, in the banquet dispute, when they were slandered by Wu Mu, the two old men often stood up for Ye Xianglun, and now when they parted, he did not feel good about the two old men.

"Mr. Ye, go in, Lord Wan is busy with military affairs, if she doesn't go in, I'm afraid she won't have time to entertain Mr. Ye!" After the old man finished speaking, he deliberately shook the money bag on his waist, for fear that Ye Xianglun would not understand, and winked at Ye Xianglun again.

Seeing the abnormal performance of the two old men, Ye Xianglun didn't understand it for a while, and while he was thinking, the two old men had already stepped on the green notes and disappeared into the courtyard.

"Little brother, don't forget the parting appointment, I'm still waiting to listen to your song "Chrysanthemum Terrace"!" The voices of the two old men disappeared into the distant sky.

Ye Xianglun shook his head and smiled, and stepped into Miss Wan's house.

"Is Mr. Ye also here to say goodbye?" Hearing someone enter the hall door, Miss Wan put down the pen and paper in her hand, and looked up at Ye Xianglun.

"Now that Miss Wan knows, Ye won't say more polite words!" Ye Xianglun finished speaking, and took out the music sheet from his arms.

"Hehe, sure enough, they are all flying separately when the disaster comes, unlike those two who have been verbose for a long time, isn't it just for this reward!" said Miss Bi Wan skillfully crossed the account, took out a bag of coins and handed it to Ye Xianglun.

"Is this ......," Ye Xianglun asked inexplicably.

"Isn't Mr. Ye staying so far just for these rewards?" Miss Wan asked with a knowing expression on her face.

After Ye Xianglun heard this, he suddenly had an epiphany, no wonder the two old men patted the money bag and winked at themselves when they left, it turned out that they were prompting themselves to ask for payment. The images of the two sanctimonious old men collapsed in Ye Xianglun's heart in an instant.

"I'm just here to say goodbye, not to ask for a reward!" Ye Xianglun thought about the empty orchestra pit after being absorbed by himself, and I am afraid that he has accepted the reward in advance.

"Also, this thing was given to Miss Wan by Ye when he was leaving!" After speaking, Ye Xianglun put the score in his hand on the bookcase, turned around and walked out of the hall door.

"You ......"

Seeing that Ye Xianglun didn't accept his "remuneration" and walked straight out of the hall door, Miss Wan was a little surprised and stunned.

"Mr. Ye......"

Out of the hall, when Ye Xianglun was about to walk out of the courtyard door, he was suddenly stopped by Miss Wan who walked out of the hall door.

"This score is ......" Miss Wan slowly walked up to Ye Xianglun, opened the sheet and asked leisurely.

"This is the score of "Chrysanthemum Terrace", if Miss Wan doesn't dislike it, please accept it!" Ye Xianglun said casually.

"This ......"

Miss Wan had mixed feelings in her heart, this "Chrysanthemum Terrace" score was copied from Ye Xianglun's fingers day and night, in order to get this score, she even thought about sacrificing hue, but she never expected that in such a way, she finally got what she had been watching from Ye Xianglun in this way, and she was speechless for a while.

"If Miss Wan has nothing else to do, Ye will leave!" Ye Xianglun saw that Miss Wan was silent for a long time and did not speak, so he took the initiative to resign.

"Sir, please accept this bag of coins, this is what Mr. deserves!" After speaking, Miss Wan stuffed the bag of coins into Ye Xianglun's hand.

"Okay, Ye will accept it. Ye Xianglun thought to himself, it just so happens that money is tight now, don't be in vain.

After taking the money bag, Ye Xianglun turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate, looking at the back of Ye Xianglun leaving, Miss Wan stood for a long time and sighed leisurely: "Even if you add ten more bags of coins, it is not enough to buy this peerless score!"

After leaving the city gate, Ye Xianglun spread out the sketch in his arms, the closest orchestra pit from here is the Deng country in the southwest, the Deng country has a vast territory and rich products, it is a famous rich country in this area, touched the money bag on his waist, Ye Xianglun was ready to set off for Deng country.

"Finally left Quwan!"

The strings were plucked, the whole notes lingered, and Ye Xianglun stepped on the dark golden whole notes and went straight to the sky and clouds. Looking at the vast field of vision under his feet, Ye Xianglun felt much happier in his heart.

Rummaging through several cities along the way, until it was about to get dark, Ye Xianglun finally came to the southernmost city in Quwan Kingdom-the border city.

After a brief rest in the border city, early the next morning, Ye Xianglun continued to march in the southwest direction with full notes.