Jiu Li listened to Yinghua's chanting and whispering, the quiet river rippled, and she seemed to be able to feel Yinghua's joy and sorrow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Actually, I have been locked in a stone until I was rescued by my son-in-law many years later." Compared with the ups and downs of other people's lives and vigorous experiences, Jiuli's not short life experience can be summed up in a few words.

Yinghua's eyes widened, obviously not expecting someone to be worse than her: "I long expected that you were not an ordinary person, you are the same as Zhuyin Gongzi, you all have a temperament that is different from ordinary people, and there are no strong emotional ups and downs." ”

I won't talk about the determined face that has not moved for 10,000 years, but anyone who sees it can see a few big words on that face. But Jiuli didn't expect Yinghua to have such a discerning eye and be able to understand his extraordinaryness at once.

Later, Jiuli asked Yinghua why he could see that he didn't have strong emotional ups and downs, and Yinghua explained that after all, he was a person who jumped out of the stone, how could there be so many trivial feelings, have you ever seen a stone have feelings. Jiu Li was angry, and instantly felt that he used to think that Yinghua was smart and sick, Yinghua was not smart, but too smart, too smart to be able to simplify all complicated things. Sometimes there is no boundary between being smart and being stupid.

Jiuli was staring at the surface of the river when he suddenly heard Yinghua shouting, stood up and pointed eagerly to the other side of the river.

Jiu Li hurriedly looked over, as the night was getting darker, the crowd on the other side of the river gradually dispersed, only a few couples gathered together to whisper and murmur, and there was nothing special about it after a careful inspection.

But Yinghua beside her seemed to see something, her whole body was trembling with excitement, and she took Jiu Li's hand: "I saw Brother Changqin!" ”

Jiuli was shocked, and before she could speak, she saw that Yinghua had stepped on the river and flew to the other side of the river, Jiuli hurriedly followed her, but when she got to the other bank, where was the shadow of Changqin.

Yinghua stood in place disappointed, and Jiuli sighed: "Maybe it's a mistake." Changqin is in Yanshan, how could he come here. ”

Yinghua didn't believe that she could be wrong, she clearly saw a man in white standing on the river bank just now, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yinghua was emotional, and after a long time, she finally turned around and wanted to leave. Jiu Li called Chen Gu, who was hiding in the shadows, and asked him to escort the princess back to the palace.

Returning to the palace that day, Xuechen told Jiuli that they had found traces of the Phoenix Fang owner. Xuechen said that she and Yunpan heard a few people talking in the market yesterday, saying that there was a singer named Qingdai in Biliuyuan, the largest song and dance studio in the capital of Beidi Kingdom, recently.

Xuechen deliberately went to Biliuyuan with Yunpan, but he didn't expect the housekeeper inside to say that Qingdai only came out to play the qin on the fifteenth day of each month, and when she stroked the qin, she covered her face with a veil, and no one has seen her true face so far. Remembering that the owner of the Phoenix Workshop is also sitting behind the screen, not letting people see her face, all kinds of similar features make it very suspicious that she is a phoenix.

Jiu Li didn't have much interest in the mysterious Phoenix Fang owner. Originally, when they heard that the owner of the Phoenix Workshop was so unfathomable, they thought that she had something to do with the blood curse, but later they found that there were not many people like Phoenix in the Beidi Kingdom, and even Yinghua could indulge in the illusion of memories by playing a few songs casually, not to mention Changqin, and also paid attention to what the owner of a small town did.

But Xuechen felt that the phoenix was not simple, because she was not particularly sure that Qingdai was the phoenix, so she had to try her best to persuade Jiuli to explore the truth with her.

So on the fifteenth day of this month, Jiuli and Xuechen wore men's clothes, curled their hair high, dressed up as two handsome young men, and sat in the compartment of Biliuyuan, just waiting for the Qingdai to come out and play the qin.

"There are a lot of people here, are they all people who come to listen to Qingdai Fuqin." Jiuli observed the surroundings while eating melon seeds, Biliuyuan was different from ordinary song and dance workshops, and the people who came here for recreation were all well-dressed, and their gestures revealed the etiquette of the nobles, obviously some high-ranking officials and nobles.

But there are also unruly sons, presumably because they have some money and power in the family, so they don't care about others. No, in the west compartment, a man in a wide brocade robe, crossed Erlang's legs, and Jiao'er Lang fanned his fan for a while, and a beautiful maid on each side pinched his legs and pounded his shoulders. Brother Gongzi's eyes looked impatiently at the warm-up dancers in the field, and finally couldn't help but grab the placket of a maid next to him, and shouted: "Haven't you eaten, pinching your shoulders like tickling, swept the uncle's Yaxing, get out!" ”

The maid was so frightened by his drunkenness that she knelt down and made amends to him with tears in her eyes, and the boy became more and more annoyed, and raised his foot and kicked the maid to the base of the wall. Someone had already run to find the owner, and after a while, a middle-aged woman dressed in fancy clothes greeted her, poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to Brother Gongzi: "Yo, Second Master He has arrived, the little girl in the workshop is ignorant and offended Second Master He, and I ask you to take care of it." ”

"You Biliuyuan is becoming more and more ignorant of the rules, Qin Ji plays the brand to the sky, and even the maids don't serve well, haven't you lived too peacefully in the past few years?"

"Second Master He, look at what you said, our Biliuyuan is all taken care of by Second Master He on weekdays, how dare you be disrespectful to you." She rolled her eyes, knowing the reason for his tantrum, and said, "Qingdai is dressing up, you also know her temperament, she won't come out if she doesn't clean up, but I can't let you wait in a hurry, I'll go and urge her." ”

The people who came to listen to Qingdai stroked the piano were more or less dissatisfied with her strange nature of stroking the piano once a month and refusing to show her true face, and every time they discussed that the next time they saw her, they would teach her a good lesson, and asked her to come out every day to play the piano. But the strange thing is that every time I listen to her stroke the piano, I feel refreshed, all the unhappiness is swept away, I obey Qing Dai's words, and I forget the words of the lesson.

Not long after the owner left, the sound of the piano sounded in the hall, clear like a mountain dingdong stream, soft like clouds in the sky, gentle like a girl in the south of the Yangtze River with a jade finger to caress your face. Second Master He immediately dissipated his anger, leaned back in the chair with his eyes squinted, and smiled to appreciate the sound of heaven. The other commotions in the hall also fell silent, and for a moment the only sound in the entire Biliuyuan was the sound of the piano coming from nowhere.

Jiuli and Xuechen looked at each other, Xuechen's spiritual power was already strong, so naturally he would not be easily controlled by the sound of the qin, and Jiuli had a good grasp of the mysterious and unique rhythm of the qin since he learned the piano from Yeshu, and now he is safe and sound when he hears this demagogic sound.

Jiuli and Xuechen both saw the Fuqin woman hidden behind the screen in their eyes.