The Zheng was handed over to the luthier, and the date for taking the piano was made, and a group of girls left the piano workshop, got on the sedan chair and prepared to return to the palace music workshop. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All the way, Su Shou was thinking about what Mu En and that person were doing when they came to Gong Le Fang. Remembering the last time Qin Mei was depressed for a long time because she couldn't enter the palace to perform, she couldn't help but wonder if she needed to tell Qin Mei the identity of that person. But thinking of what Mu En whispered to her, she was a little uncertain. If that's what that person meant, he really had to keep silent. But thinking of Qin Mei's urgent desire to enter the palace to meet him, he felt that if he didn't say it, it would be very cruel to Qin Mei...... What the hell should I do? It's a dilemma to say no, not to say it.

That's it, all the way, she just thinks like this, hesitates so much, and is so dull. Before I knew it, I walked back to Gong Le Fang.

Walking to the door of Gong Le Fang, Qin Mei suddenly remembered the gray-clothed person before, and unconsciously looked at the place where the person was standing just now. Who is this man? Why do you always feel familiar? It's weird. Forget it, don't think about it if you can't think of it.

"Sister Qinmei, do people want to hear you play the piano" Yan Bing grabbed Qinmei's hand as she walked, pouting: "But, how do you know that the strings will break!" ”

Qin Mei came to her senses, patted Yan Bing's head, and said, "You little flower intestines, okay, go back and play the piano for you!" ”

As he spoke, he went back to his courtyard with the others.

Back in the courtyard, Yan Bing asked Sushou Ningxiang to help and moved another zither out. Set it up in the yard, clapped his hands, and turned out to be the hot tea handed by Yu Bing, took a sip, and said with a smug smile: "Fortunately, I was smart at the time, and I asked Mrs. Xi to move the two kites over." Otherwise, I won't be able to listen to Sister Qinmei sing today! As he spoke, he urged Qin Mei to play the piano and sing to her.

Qin Mei couldn't resist her, shook her head helplessly, and smiled and asked Ning Xiang to wrap a paddle around her.

"What do you think?" Qin Mei asked Yan Bing.

"I love my sister's playing!" Yan Bing squatted on the ground, lying on Yu Bing's lap without any image. This expression and this posture are almost like a wagging little tail, like a pleasing puppy.

"You still don't believe you when you say you're a puppy, you see, you're a dog!" Caiyun patted Yan Bing's head with the embroidery work in her hand. Everyone laughed.

"Okay" Qin Mei thinks about it, the weather is good today, let's sing you a brisk song! As he spoke, he plucked the strings and tried the pick in his hand.

She put down the tea cup in her hand and wiped her hands with a handkerchief; Caiyun put down the embroidery work in his hand, sorted out the silk thread at hand, and put it back in the dustpan; Yan Bing got up from her sister's lap, dusted off her skirt, and obediently sat down beside her sister. Everyone looked at Qin Mei quietly, quietly waiting for her music to play.

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"Hey, it's really a pot that can't be opened!" Mu En scolded himself fiercely in his heart while walking forward behind Emperor Mingjing. Knowing that he doesn't like the red nobleman, why do you still stand up in front of him? Oops! That's really blocking yourself, isn't it? No, Emperor Mingjing walked forward angrily, and he didn't know where he was going.

"Old Mu" Emperor Ming Jing asked in a calm voice, "Where is this?" ”

Emperor Ming Jing was in a good mood, but he was blocked by a word he didn't want to hear, and he was a little uncomfortable. I just walked when I saw the road, turned around when I saw a bend, and I didn't know where I went. I had no choice but to ask Mu En, who was behind him and was more familiar with this place.

"Huh?" Mu En, who had only been thinking about it all the way, raised his head, looked at the surrounding arrangements, thought about it, and replied, "Holy Lord, it should be almost to the south courtyard here." ”

"South Yard? What is the South Courtyard? Emperor Ming Jing asked angrily.

"The south courtyard is ......" Mu En was about to say something, when suddenly, he heard the sound of a piano in the distance. The sound of this piano is melodious and free, and the atmosphere is tactful. It's impressive.

"What kind of instrument is this?" Emperor Ming Jing listened for a while, but didn't understand. Asked Mu Endao.

"Hmm...... It seems to be a kite. Mu En replied uncertainly; Well, it should be. However, there are only a handful of people who can play the Ming Dynasty, how can they hear it here? ”

The two were discussing when they suddenly heard a pleasant singing accompanied by the sound of the piano. The two looked at each other and walked together towards the source of the sound. I am very curious about who made such a melodious sound and such a beautiful singing.

"A smiling flower

Think about a change in your life

At the end of the day, what does it matter if you win or lose?

The sun and the moon grow and disappear

It is difficult to be rich and expensive for a long time

Looks older than last night

Put a word width between the eyebrows

Who doesn't taste the joy and sorrow

The sea can't be walked all day

Grievances and grievances are hard to calculate

Yesterday is not something you can forget today

The waves are surging and insignificant

The bird of youth flew away

Even if it is a wandering wind through the ages

The wind is sluggish and the people are insignificant

Happy knife grass in the mountains

The taste of love and hate wafts ...... the wind"

Listening to this melodious tone, Emperor Ming Jing and Mu En had already come to the door of a small courtyard with white walls and gray tiles.

"What a 'one word width between the eyebrows'! What an open-minded woman! Emperor Mingjing stroked his palms and sighed.

"I play the piano well, and I sing well!" Emperor Ming Jing recalled the tune just now, as if the discomfort in his heart had been driven away by this beautiful song. "Who is this girl?"

Mu En thought about it, looked at the small courtyard again, and said with some uncertainty: "Hmm...... I thought it was ...... Be...... Qinmei girl. ”

"What?" Emperor Mingjing paused for a moment, recalling the girl who had a relationship with him in the palace music workshop just now, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"Such a good tune, such a good voice, such a good girl......" Emperor Mingjing sighed. Pity...... It's a pity ......" As he spoke, Emperor Ming Jing shook his head and walked towards the door of the small courtyard. Mu En hurried to follow.

Walking to the door, Emperor Ming Jing beckoned to Mu En and shouted, "Old Mu! He pointed to the courtyard wall on the side, listened to the laughter of the girls in the courtyard, pointed to himself again, and whispered: "You, are we considered 'outsiders outside the wall, and the beautiful women in the wall laugh'?" ”

After speaking, both of them laughed, and Emperor Ming Jing motioned to Mu En to knock on the door, "This time, we, the laymen outside the wall, are going to meet the beautiful woman in the wall!" ”

In the courtyard, Ning Xiang said to Yan Bing with a smile while removing the pick piece for Qin Mei: "Miss Yan Bing, you learn from the master every day, when will you be able to learn to be like the master?" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" Yan Bing peeled the melon seeds in her hand and said, "This girl is very smart, Ning Xiang, don't look down on me!" ”

It made everyone laugh again.

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Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The knock on the door sounded like a blow to the heart of a nobody. As if she had thought of something, she suddenly turned around in panic, and stuffed the tea cup she had prepared for Qin Mei into Caiyun's hand standing next to her, and she didn't even notice that the tea soup was spilled. Glancing at the people in the courtyard, he ran to the door.

There is a feeling that outside the door is Mu En and that person! If it were them, Qin Mei's heart would have come to an end. But if it was them, would they blame Yan Bing for the previous collision? She stood at the door, her hand on the latch, turned her head a little hesitantly, glanced at Qin Mei, and then at Yan Bing. Thinking about it, compared to Qin Mei's wishes, Yan Bing is not important! So, with a horizontal heart and a move of the hand, a "squeak" sound, and the door was opened.