By the time Mrs. Fang came back, it had been an hour. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Fu asked about the honor guard of Dingyuanhou's return, and Fang Pozi only said that Dingyuanhou was wearing armor and riding a horse in front, and fifty guards followed behind him, and nothing else.

The momentum of Dingyuan's return is very small, but she expected, the emperor's throne is updated too quickly, which is also a drawback, the current emperor will never reuse the previous emperor's cronies and favored ministers, naturally Dingyuan's Marquis Mansion can't get any benefits in front of today's saints.

At the beginning, the Holy Admiral transferred Dingyuan Marquis to Quanzhou to isolate him from the center of power, and now he has been transferred back, naturally the power structure during this period has been stabilized, even if Dingyuan Marquis is transferred to Changle Mansion, it will not help.

The status of the Marquis of Dingyuan is not as good as before.

It's just that she thinks of Lu Qingli again, Lu Qingli has lived in a simple house all these years, rarely asks about political affairs, and raises obscurity, probably because she is afraid that it will cause dislike to the current saint and cause disadvantage to the Yuanhou Mansion.

After two days, she changed her attention and took Su Zhao to the street with her.

She hired a carriage and sent the coachman to a small ready-to-wear shop in Changle Province, where she made a set of men's clothes and navy blue tunics according to her measurements, and black boots, which were a little larger than her feet, and stuffed with cotton cloth and the like to increase her height.

After waiting for everything to be finished, he returned to Yangqiao Lane, and after taking Mrs. Fang away, he took out the twenty taels of silver buried in the courtyard, put it in his arms, and when Mrs. Fang came back, he handed over Su Zhao to Mrs. Fang.

She put on the brocade robe alone, tied her hair in a jade crown, and rode the carriage to Fengjin Pavilion.

Fengjin Pavilion is not the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, nor is it lively at night, usually there are more people after noon or dusk, but most of the people who come are literati and scholars, and there are more partitions in Fengjin Pavilion, and it is relatively quiet.

As soon as she entered, a person who looked like a steward greeted her, saying that he was a steward, because he was dressed differently from the usual literati, wearing a shirt and pants, with a belt in the middle, but because he had seen many dignitaries and nobles, the momentum was not a problem.

The man greeted her, looked at her silently, and then gently hooked his lips, leaned over and said, "I don't know Lang Jungui's surname?" The contemptible man's surname is Lou, and he is the steward here. ”

As soon as she said this, she knew that this was the Lou steward in Yaohuan's mouth, and she knew that he was a man with means, otherwise it would never be possible to be like a fish in water among many dignitaries.

You must know that if two officials of the same rank take a fancy to a geisha at the same time, the competition between them is deep, and they can only rely on the skills of Lou Guan's peacemaker.

She didn't have much interest in Fengjin Pavilion before, but now she is very curious about who the person behind this Fengjin Pavilion is.

She looked at Steward Lou and nodded slightly, "My surname is Su." ”

Steward Lou received it casually, "Su Langjun, you should be here for the first time, we have several kinds of musical instruments here, I don't know which one Su Langjun wants to hear?" ”

She didn't really study music theory, but she remembered the lyre that day and said, "The lyre." ”

Steward Lou responded, and continued, "If you talk about the lyre, we have the best skills in three people, Qiruo, Bingning, Wei Ling, Qiruo is entertaining, Bingning and Wei Ling are left, which one does Su Langjun choose?" ”

Qi Ruo is the person selected by the commander of the crane capital, and he is entertaining guests at this time, except for the commander of the crane capital, he is a person whose official position is higher than that of the commander of the crane capital, so he naturally cannot afford to provoke him.

There was no Qiruo, the other two were the same, so she pointed at one casually, "Wei Ling!" ”

Lou Steward should be, so he instructed the little servant on the side, "Take this Lang Jun to Tianzi No. 1 Pavilion." ”

The little guy was short and a little wooden, and when he saw this, he walked up to her and made a gesture, "Lang Jun, please come with me." ”

She was in charge of Beilou, and followed the little guy to the second floor, Tianzi No. 1 Pavilion is in the innermost room on the left side of the second floor, there is a piano table on the left side of the room, which is used to place the lyre, and in the middle of it, there is a low table, a few short sides, but I don't know what is made of soft couch.

In addition, the screens in the house are all meticulously furnished.

The little maid stepped forward and poured tea and withdrew, she looked around the room, the furnishings were exquisite, but also simple, a moment of knocking on the door, she sat back on the low couch, and then said in a calm voice, "Come in." ”

The door of the house was pushed open, and a woman in a long colored dress came over with a lyre in her arms, first leaned over and saluted, then put the lyre down, knelt on the low couch, and lowered her eyebrows, "What song does Lang Jun want to hear?" ”

She thought for a moment, "Plum blossom three lanes." ”

Wei Ling nodded, his slender fingers rested on the strings, the strings were plucked, and the sound of the piano was in all directions, at first, the rhythm was fresh and bright, and then it began to rise and fall, and the melody became rapid, and then gradually stopped.

The faster the fingering, the more profound Wei Ling's skills are.

When the song stopped, she clapped her hands and praised, "Good tune." ”

Wei Ling leaned over and said in a soft voice, "Thank you Lang Jun for your compliment." ”

She didn't say anything, she just took a sip of tea, but how does this tea compare with tribute tea, she is used to drinking tribute tea, but this tea is not in her mouth, her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and this small action fell into Wei Ling's eyes.

In such a place, observing words and emotions is their most basic skill, Wei Ling saw Su Fu's calm demeanor and graceful expression, and knew that her identity was not ordinary, and she was more and more careful in doing things, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

The room was quiet, and the sound of the other room came, and the unique sound of the lyre came to her ears, the rhythm was rapid, and the momentum was magnificent, and she seemed to be interested, "What kind of song is this?" ”

Wei Ling lowered his head, a trace of displeasure between his eyebrows was hidden, and he still replied respectfully, "Hui Langjun, this song is an ambush on all sides." ”

"Oh? Who is the person who plays this tune? She continued.

"The person who talks about the song is named Qiruo, and the guest at this time should be the commander of the control crane." Wei Ling not only answered, but also said one more word, that is, he wanted to put forward the name of the commander of the control crane capital and ask her not to look for Qiruo.

Naturally, Wei Ling also has his own plans, if everyone goes to find Qiruo, then what about them, born in troubled times, at the end of the ninth rank, it can only be blamed for being born at the wrong time.

"This Qiruo seems to be very controlled, and the crane is commanded to make it loved." She couldn't help but say.

Wei Ling paused, and finally couldn't help but say, "A companion is like a tiger, a few days ago, Qi Ruo didn't know what to provoke the commander, and the commander ignored her for several days, but today she gradually eased up." ”

"It seems that you are really sisters, you know all these things."

Wei Ling smiled when he heard this, but he was silent again.

"Today, the Marquis of Dingyuan returns, and after many days of battlefield expeditions, I must come to this Fengjin Pavilion for recreation in the near future, your piano skills are not bad, I will definitely say a few more good words for you." She continued.

When Wei Ling heard this, she couldn't help but tremble, remembering the words she heard yesterday, she held back her fear, "Wei Ling doesn't dare." (To be continued.) )