The moment she saw Leng Qing, who was wearing heavy makeup, Mother Hua gasped and said in her heart: I knew that this girl was stunning, but I didn't expect that she would be so beautiful that even she, an old man who has been rolling in the red dust for decades, will be tempted!!

After sighing, Mother Hua ordered someone to lead Leng Qing, who was dressed as a bewitcher, to the fourth room on the left side of the staircase on the third floor.

Standing in front of the door of the wing room, the little maid who led Leng Qing reached out and knocked on the door, and a crisp voice sounded: "Master, a few days ago, you told your mother to find you a fresh reliever, and it happened that there was a new beauty in the building, so my mother sent a slave to send it to you." ”

Listening to the maid's words, the corners of Leng Qing's mouth twitched: She was forced! She has nothing to do with this Wanchun Building! O God! Please send a lightning bolt to kill her!

After a moment of silence, a deep voice came from the room: "Bring in." ”

"Yes." The little maid respectfully agreed.

Stretching out her hand to push open the door, the little maid turned sideways and said to Leng Qing: "Girl, please!" ”

Glancing at the little maid with her hands down, Leng Qing calmly raised her legs and walked into the room.

Leng Qing had only taken a few steps into the wing room when a slight sound of the door closing behind her.

You don't have to look back, Leng Qing can guess that it was the little maid who closed the door from the outside - is this afraid that she will run away?

Standing four or five steps from the entrance, Leng Qing looked around.

On the left side is a gray wooden wall, on which hangs a picture of a lady bathing, in which the woman is slender, fair-skinned, and bare-backed, making people reverie.

On the right, there is a large green gauze tent that is layered and gently swaying with the breeze.

Other than that, Leng Qing didn't see anything else in the wing.

Come to think of it, the so-called "distinguished guest" should be behind the swaying green gauze tent.

"Do you know how to play the piano?" A languid and magnetic man's voice rang out from behind the layers of green gauze tents.

Hearing this, Leng Qing frowned - there is more than one person in this room!

Thinking about it, Leng Qing still replied: "Yes, but not fine." ”

It's just that I've been learning the guqin for ten years. Leng Qing silently added in her heart.

"That's it, come in, play a song for me first. The master is a little tired, so use the piano sound to relieve the fatigue of the master. The languid voice continued slowly.

"Yes." Leng Qing agreed as softly as she could.

Picking up the layers of green gauze tents, Leng Qing walked in slowly.

Leng Qing picked up the green gauze tent and walked inside, thinking to herself: No matter what happens next, you must be calm, absolutely and absolutely calm! Don't ruin yourself!

When Leng Qing lifted the last layer of green gauze tent, what appeared in front of Leng Qing was a fine white gauze of the same size as the wall hanging two meters away.

There was a round tea table behind the white veil, and a man was sitting faintly behind the tea table, and behind the man, there seemed to be a person standing.

In front of the white yarn, there is a long table with a five-string guqin and a bench for the person who plays the qin to sit.

Leng Qing sat down very consciously on the bench in front of the long table where the five-stringed guqin was placed.

Raising his hand to gently caress the strings of the five-stringed instrument, a long-lost sense of familiarity instantly surged to Leng Qing.

Lowering her eyes and quietly looking at the five silk strings, her slender and white fingertips lingering on them, Leng Qing felt that her thoughts were about to be a little unclear.

How long has it been since she touched a guqin? Seem...... Ever since she found out about the Mongolian language and the beast, she hasn't touched the guqin! It's been almost half a year!

"What tunes do you know?" The fluttering sound pierced through the veil.

After a long time, the lazy voice sounded again, but it pulled back Leng Qing's somewhat fluctuating thoughts.

Plucked the strings at random, a few Qingyue's tones sounded, and Leng Qing replied honestly: "The most familiar is "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", the most proficient is "Mountains and Flowing Water", and the favorite is "Guangling San", I don't know which one Gongzi wants to hear?" ”

seemed to think about it for a while, and the lazy voice slowly sounded: "Although "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" and "Mountains and Flowing Water" are both famous songs in the world, I have heard them more than 100 times. It's the song "Guangling San" you said...... I've never heard it before, so you can play "Guangling San" to me! ”

"Okay." Leng Qing agreed indifferently.

Ten fingers resting lightly on the strings, waving their fingers to pluck the strings under the fingers, a vigorous and touching song, the more you listen to it, the more impassioned the piano music flows out of Leng Qing's fingertips.

At this moment, Leng Qing doesn't think about anything, doesn't think about the modern life in her previous life as far as she is now, doesn't think about those people and things, and doesn't think about ...... Can she live well and live a stable life in this life?

At this moment, Leng Qing was only completely intoxicated with the guqin song she played.

"Guangling San", also known as "Guangling Stop", that is, the ancient "Nie Zheng Assassination Han Wang Song", is the late Wei Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms, when the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest" spiritual leader Ji Kang's favorite guqin song, is also famous for Ji Kang.

There have always been two theories about the content of "Guangling San".

One is the tragic story of Nie Zheng avenging his father and assassinating Queen Han during the Warring States Period.

One said that South Korean Minister Yan Zhongzi and Prime Minister Xia were tired of having a vendetta, and Nie Zheng and Yan Zhongzi were friends, and Nie Zheng assassinated Han Xiang for Yan Zhongzi, which embodies a story of "the soldier dies for those who know it".

In short, no matter what the story of the guqin song "Guangling San" tells, since Ji Kang was unjustly punished, "Guangling San" has actually become a peerless guqin song.

Leng Qing felt that the modern "Guangling San" that had been sorted out had changed its original tune in some parts, and it was impossible to be the "Guangling San" played by Ji Kang when he was alive.

When he was still studying and studying history, there were so many literati and celebrities in the long river of Chinese history, but Leng Qing loved Ji Kang, the spiritual leader of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest in the late Wei Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms.

Because of Ji Kang's detachment from nature, Ji Kang's idea of acting casually, as well as Ji Kang's life proposition: "Thin Zhou Kong instead of Tang Wu", "Yue Mingjiao and let nature".

At that time, it was precisely because of her love for Ji Kang that Leng Qing would learn the five-string guqin, especially "Guangling San" the most proficient.

At that time, because of their love for Ji Kang, Sima Zhao and Zhong Hui, who laid the foundation of the two Jin Dynasty, became the only two ancients in the long history of China who made Leng Qing angry when he heard it, and he was eager to cut it with a thousand knives -

Because Ji Kang was framed by Zhong Hui and died at the hands of Sima Zhao.

At that time, because of his love for Ji Kang, Leng Qing also wrote a poem in memory of Ji Kang, the name of which is "Remembering Uncle Ji's Night".

Poetry cloud: "The black clouds are surging to cover the sky, and the thunder and lightning are shocking to anyone's heart." The wind and rain are coming, the candles are swaying, and everyone caresses the qin and whispers. The style is outstanding Uncle Ji night, and a song of Guangling will be passed down forever. ”

The writing may not be very good, but this concise and smooth seven-word poem is full of all Leng Qing's respect for Ji Kang.

If this accident did not let Leng Qing come to this Tiancheng Continent, but let Leng Qing go to the late Wei period of the Three Kingdoms when Ji Kang was still there, so that Leng Qing could meet Ji Kang, whom she had always respected, that is, Leng Qing would take a knife to Ling Chi herself, and Leng Qing would be willing.

At the end of the song, Leng Qing was still intoxicated with the song "Guangling San" she played, and missed Ji Kang, a writer, thinker, and musician of the Three Kingdoms Wei Dynasty.

It wasn't until she heard two powerful applause that Leng Qing came back to her senses and remembered her current situation.

"Not bad! The music is powerful and touching, and the more you listen to it, the more impassioned it becomes. And from the music, I can really hear that you love this music very much, girl. I wonder what the meaning of this piece is? Who did it? The languid voice said slowly.

Speaking of Ji Kang, Leng Qing immediately talked eloquently: ""Guangling San" is a tragic story of a chivalrous man who avenged his father and assassinated Queen Han and killed himself, and it was the Three Kingdoms that pushed "Guangling San" to the pinnacle of qin music...... I don't know who wrote it by a literary scholar in my hometown. ”

Leng Qing wiped a cold sweat in her heart, so dangerous! She almost said the words "the end of the Three Kingdoms Wei", but fortunately, the brakes were timely.

"Oh." The man uttered a faint monosyllable and stopped talking, picking up the flask that was in his hand and began to pour himself a drink.

Listening to the sound of pouring wine over and over again, Leng Qing's mind turned sharply, thinking of any way that could help her escape tonight's catastrophe.

After a long time, when Leng Qing thought of N solutions, but rejected them all one by one, the lazy voice suddenly asked, "How did you get here?" ”

Leng Qing was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the owner of the voice meant.

However, the owner who was holding that voice still had a trace of pity, Leng Qing kidnapped her one by one, and then jumped into the backyard of Wanchun Building in a panic when she fled, was knocked unconscious from behind, and then was forced to pick up by Hua's mother.

During this period, Leng Qing naturally hid the tragic experience of the man wanting to insult her.

Leng Qing feels cold just thinking about it now, let her say this experience again, forget it! Don't be disgusted with her.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you weren't as vulgar as the powder in this building, but I didn't think that you were a lady of a house!" After listening to Leng Qing's words, the lazy voice sighed like this.

Leng Qing didn't know what the other party meant, so she just kept silent and waited for the following.

"Do you want to get out of here?" The lazy voice suddenly asked Leng Qing.

Leng Qing was stunned for a moment, and wanted to think deeply about what the other party meant by asking, but then thought about it, no matter who the other party is, it is better than staying in a green building!

So, Leng Qing asked rhetorically, "Can you take me out of here?" ”

After a moment of silence, the lazy voice slowly sounded: "I can take you away." However, in exchange, I will not send you back to Zhufu, and you will sign a deed of sale with me, the content of the contract is that you voluntarily sell yourself to me and be my personal maid, and the time for selling yourself is three years, and after three years, I will return your free body. ”

After listening to the man's words, Leng Qing's pupils instantly widened, and she sat there a little stunned not knowing how to react.