Zige looked back, and unexpectedly saw Liu Yuzhang standing against the door, with an indistinguishable expression on his face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was dressed in the same dark blue beard as he had seen him on the street, with tight sleeves and a muscular figure, and he stared at her fixedly.

"It's An Ge who is rude, I've seen General Liu." Zige lowered his eyelids, restrained his playful look, and replied politely.

Liu Yuzhang didn't answer, Zige's eyes fell on a piece of jade pendant on his waist, and he was slightly startled. The three of them were silent for a moment.

Ten years have passed, Liu Yuzhang is no longer the boy who follows Zige and obeys his words, and his previous contacts with him are too risky and easy to be seen. Zige's current plan is still to use Lu Junyi as a guarantee first to implement her identity as Lin Ange, but in the face of Liu Yuzhang, she can only make a mistake, let him think that he is just not angry with him, and he just has a deep friendship.

"Yuzhang, since you are feasting and drinking in my house today, don't limit yourself to too many courtesies." Seeing that the atmosphere was deadlocked, Lu Junyi took the lead in speaking, "Xiao An is the pianist I invited to play the music, and I will take her to try the sound, and you can sit in the hall first." ”

Liu Yuzhang nodded, and Zige lowered his head and walked out with Lu Junyi. Before going out, Lu Junyi added a sentence without seriousness: "Prince Mu and the county lord have also arrived, and they are having refreshments in the back room." ”

"Got it." Liu Yuzhang's dry voice came from behind, as if he had just been forced to swallow a mouthful of mung bean cake, but he didn't have time to drink.

Lu Junyi led Zige to the side compartment, although the sparrows inside were small, but they were complete, and the two opposite collapses were covered with thick sitting carpets, long tables and snacks, and incense, coping with the green bamboo forest outside the door, looking at it and giving birth to Zen.

Zige raised his eyes and looked around, showing an admiring smile, which fell into Lu Junyi's eyes, he also smiled knowingly, sat down comfortably, and pointed to the cushion on the side, signaling Zige to sit down.

"It's a place where I spend my days drinking and chatting with my best friends, and the layout is clean and simple, so I don't have to worry about anything else." He took a sandalwood box from the shelf behind him and said with a smile, "I have studied the damaged part of the score before, and it is slightly different from what you thought before. ”

When Zige heard this, he was interested: "Oh? Then I'll have to ask Junyi for some advice. ”

The two servants entered the house and put Lian'er's piano on the table. Behind him, a person came uninvited, leaning against the door and looking at the two silently.

Catching a glimpse of the brocade of his costume and a round face that resembled Lu Junyi, Zige immediately knew the identity of this person. Presumably he is Lu Junyuan, the second son of the Marquis of Qinghe, who once handed over the name card to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"An Ge has seen ......" She was about to get up and salute, but Lu Junyi raised her sleeves to stop her.

"Second brother, this is Miss Lin Ange, the pianist of today's Yale Club."

Lu Junyuan nodded, as if he already knew Zige's identity. "I just happened to pass by in front of your house, so I came in to have a look. Don't let me sweep your Yaxing. ”

He sat down beside Lu Junyi, well-dressed and with a straight face, Lu Junyi glanced at Zige, bowed his head lazily, and motioned for her to continue.

Zige played the strings with his hands, and the mountains and rivers in the house rang in unison for a while.

This piano score is called "Yangchun White Snow", according to legend, it is the Spring and Autumn Period of the Jin Dynasty famous master Shi Kuang, although it is played with the guzheng, in fact, it is composed by combining the performance style of pipa and martial arts, so it is somewhat obscure, it is not a music that people can appreciate. In addition, there are many incomplete segments between the scores, and Zige pondered in the house for a long time before he barely came up with a coherent song, and he was not very satisfied. Therefore, when she finished playing the song, she was quite surprised to see Lu Junyuan with a smile on her face.

"The girl's piano skills are really good." Lu Junyuan heard it and praised loudly, but Lu Junyi frowned slightly.

"Do you think the song lacks the sense of flowing water that it should have?" Zige couldn't help but open his mouth to ask questions, Lu Junyi pondered for a moment, took the pen and ink, and made two slight changes to the score transcribed by Zige.

"What do you think of this?"

Zige looked over one by one, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened. What he changed happened to be the most difficult place before the song, but now he feels natural and smooth, and the six words "the song is wrong, Lu Langgu" is true.

"This matter of playing the piano is also a fan of the authorities, and the bystanders are clear. Sometimes, from a different perspective, it may suddenly become clearer. Lu Junyi turned his face sideways and stared at her with a soft expression. Zige looked at him and smiled, and was about to say something, but someone pushed open the door of the wing room with a smile, and a cold wind poured in, and Lu Junyuan on the opposite side straightened his back for a while.

"What are you guys playing? Why didn't you call me? Alone outside with my brother, I was about to suffocate to death. ”

Lian'er grumbled sharply, her eyes wandering around the room, and then she sat down casually next to Zige.

"I've seen the county lord, and below is Lu Junyuan, the second son of Qinghe Marquis Lu Lun, and the pawn official Lu Junyuan." Lu Junyuan suddenly got up and saluted Lian'er in a proper manner. Lian'er's expression was slightly stunned, and she also got up and saluted him. Zige and Lu Junyi also had to stand up, and the four of them readjusted their seats before finally sitting down, but the atmosphere was not as relaxed and comfortable as it was at the beginning.

"A few days ago, the eldest brother handed me a name post, I wonder if the county lord has seen it?"

Lu Junyuan smiled kindly, Lian'er turned her inquiring gaze to Zige, and when she saw Zige bowing her head slightly, she replied: "See, Lian'er thanked Lu Gongzi for his kindness first." I don't know if Childe is going to take the literary exam or the martial arts exam? ”

The family of the Marquis of Qinghe has practiced ritual music for generations, and the family has a family history, and the eldest son and the second son are also civil officials in the court, and they can only participate in the literary examination if they want to come. Although Lian'er's words were a little ignorant, Lu Junyuan still patiently replied: "The family has always valued literature over martial arts, and if you are not talented, you can only take the literary test." ”

"Oh, the literary exam...... That's good, too. Lian'er didn't seem to be interested, and she answered a little absent-mindedly, Zige knew that she must have remembered Liu Yuzhang again, and the martial arts test he never showed up to participate in.

"Are all the guests outside?" Lu Junyi asked suddenly, and Lian'er shrugged her shoulders.

"The big room seems to be almost full, and it's just me and my brother and ...... in the room General Liu. Her tail note unconsciously brought a little shyness, Zige squeezed her eyes at her, and was lightly punched by her under the case.

"This time, the Yale Club entrusted the blessing of the county lord, and some famous artists who don't often move around on weekdays have also posted to visit." Lu Junyi picked up a snack and said casually, "Even the King of Chengjiang heard about it, and he talked with Empress Fang yesterday, and Empress Fang rewarded some dim sum today, saying that they are all the county lord's favorite food." ”

Empress Fang was probably afraid that her meaning would not be known to Mu Lixuan, so she specially sent the pastries to the Yale Club. Presumably at this time, Mu Lixuan was sitting in the back room, tasting the same pastry, and his heart was as mixed as a song.

Zige looked at the inconspicuous Dingsheng cake on the five-color food plate, and his heart was tense again. She lowered her head and took a piece and gently put it in her mouth, the slightly drunken plum wine and the sweetness of the bean paste now have a different taste.

I wonder what will happen to this Yale Club with different minds today?