After doing this, Li Muer continued to pretend to observe the things around her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 In the corner of the info pavilion is a three-legged incense burner, which is supposed to be something from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. As for the piano, Li Mu'er doesn't understand, but I've heard him say that the panel is exquisitely carved, the surface is smooth instead of paint, and the sound quality is very penetrating, so it is a top grade, and the piano that wants to come here is by no means a good product.

Today's bureau, very tasteful, at the intersection of the path derived from the pavilion, there are two dendrobiums, it is said that Qingluo Yuan and the teaching workshop discussed in the city specially selected one hundred and one people, each of the one hundred and one people will get two bamboo sticks, this piano, the book two bureaus, each of them can put their own bamboo sticks into the dendrobium, and the one with more bamboo sticks wins. A few days ago, in order to be eligible for those two bamboo sticks, there were some storms in Qizhou City.

In the first game, it was the qin, and Qingluo Academy, as the largest teaching workshop in Qizhou, naturally had her "heritage".

Zhao Ning'er, as an oiran, is even more outstanding. The melodious sound of the piano came out of the pavilion, the summer breeze caressed the white yarn, and the shadow loomed, although there was only the sound of the piano, everyone seemed to see someone dancing with long sleeves in the lake, with an elegant demeanor and dancing, like a dazzling butterfly.

Li Mu'er had no intention of appreciating it, her eyes looked through the white veil that was caressed by the wind, desperately searching for King Jing's figure.

Since King Jing has long coveted Zhao Ning'er, he will definitely come to cheer today. Where will he be? Will Morn come along?

Will he think of her?

She has a ghost on her side, but the bustard on the other side is happy, listening to the melodious sound of the piano, hoping that maybe this party will be won without waiting for the stupid girl's game.

It's a pity that things didn't go as planned.

After one song, everyone was still unsatisfied, and another song was immediately sounded.

If Zhao Ning'er's piano sound makes people feel like a spring breeze, then Yan Niangzi's piano sound is resentful, giving people a feeling of pity. Even Li Mu'er listened to the sound of the piano, and remembered a lot of things and thought of him.

There really isn't much truth to talk about in this world, too many things Li Muer thought was right, but it was obviously wrong. She thought it was wrong, but it was actually right.

She once wanted to stab him to death, but now if anyone wanted to hurt him, she would be the first to go up and fight with someone. She once thought that she was useless but could only take revenge, but now she is investigating and arresting people in Qizhou City, thousands of miles away.

Things are really changing.

Li Mu'er looked sideways at Zhao Ning'er, only to find that she also looked like she was crying. It was only when she got closer that she could find that she lowered her head, and her slender jade fingers gently caressed a sachet on her waist.

That sachet, Li Mu'er looked familiar.

is the same piano sound, one floats on the surface, and the other goes straight to the heart, in fact, there is no need to vote again, and make a judgment.

If you lose, you lose, Zhao Ning'er has no regrets, she has no certainty of winning this game, but in the next game, she has no possibility of retreating, she must win.

She took a deep breath, as if swallowing all the unwillingness and loneliness, and slowly stood up.

Li Mu'er made a gesture to follow out, but was grabbed by the bustard and motioned for her to be silent.

Nineteen vertically and horizontally, it is a game of chess, in fact, it is a fighting spirit, and the two of them lifted the white veil at the same time and walked to the intersection in the middle.

There was a chessboard and two boxes of chess pieces, and unlike the luxury in the pavilion, the chessboard and chess pieces were not expensive instruments. But whether it is a chessboard or a chess piece, it is all polished and extremely smooth, and it is obvious that it has been played with in the hands of countless people.

Zhao Ning'er consciously sat on Bai Zi's side and let go first. Yan Niangzi is not pretentious, both sides of the initial plate can't see much actual things, Zhao Ning'er is steady and steady, and Yan Niangzi is also step-by-step.

But in the middle game, Zhao Ning'er, who was even more powerful in chess, slowly showed her advantage, and Yan Niangzi only had the power to parry.

Rao is like this, Yan Niangzi's face is still calm. Because even if she loses this game, when it comes to the first game of poetry, she feels that she still has a big chance of winning.

Li Muer can only be regarded as a half-understanding of chess, Zhu Youzhu has taught her, but compared with his chess skills, she can only be regarded as a scratch of the surface.

The difficulty of playing chess, like practicing martial arts, does not dare to claim to be "knowing" without a few years of skill. Li Mu'er couldn't help but think that this Zhao Ning'er's chess skills are so superb, I don't know if she is the same as her, she was taught by her sweetheart?

Looking at Zhao Ning'er through the light veil, although this woman is a little more talented than other women in Qingluo Courtyard, her temper doesn't seem to be very good, and she is also a little selfish. The dignified Chen family is a great talent, how could he be "willing" for her?

The **** in this world is really the most unreasonable. It is the most difficult to explain the cause, and it is also the most difficult to achieve the result.

After a stick of incense, the defeat is present, and Yan Niangzi is not pretentious, and takes the initiative to admit defeat.

Winning one game each seems to be destined for the excitement of this rouge battle.

Zhao Ning'er, who returned to the pavilion, looked at Li Mu'er on the side, slightly worried. In this bureau of poetry and writing, it is difficult to say, and it is easy to say. First of all, the two sides each came up with a pair of pairs, asking to praise the romantic talents of the two workshops. Then the two of them each write a poem, which needs to be girlish feelings, and it is still a vote to win or lose.

Zhao Ning'er pretended to sit in front of several cases, while Li Mu'er stood aside, vaguely looking like she was grinding, but in fact she was the real main writer.

Li Mu'er seemed to think carefully, and quietly studied the ink. Strangely, the ink strip was faintly scented with a floral fragrance. As the ink is polished with water in the inkstone, the fragrance becomes stronger and stronger, and gradually wafts out of the veil and enters the noses of many people.

And Sun Zan on the shore, under Dai Shan's nod, suddenly opened the burden in his arms.

Countless colorful butterflies danced, and in an instant, they flew towards the pavilion where Li Mu'er was.

"Hey, look."

"It's beautiful!"

"No wonder you want to cover the veil, it seems that Qingluoyuan's mind is hidden here!"

"yes, it's full of gimmicks and eye-catching......"

Li Mu'er didn't care about the rumors outside, and saw flocks of butterflies surrounding here, and in the surprised smiles of Bustard and Zhao Ning'er, she wrote again and again.

………………

Not far away, in Tianxiang Building, there was a person who had been immersed in drinking and finally attracted his attention by the sudden change outside the window, and gently put his hand on his chest.

There was a box there, which was always against him, and always on him.

A few disoriented butterflies flew in by the window, and he sighed almost inaudibly, and reached into his arms to take out the box.

………………

As expected, when Zhao Ning'er and Yan Niangzi's poems were commented on by everyone, Zhao Ning'er won with a high vote.

Yan Niangzi was naturally unconvinced.

Zhao Ning'er, who was a defeated commander a few months ago, why did she suddenly have such talent?

Thinking of all the strangeness of today's gathering, Yan Niangzi was smart after all, and immediately became suspicious of the figure of another woman looming under the veil, and whispered a few words to the girl on the side.

(To be continued.) )