Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Artist is Exquisite
Pei Qing's eyes were dull, and he walked in the direction of the pavilion step by step, Pei Yongyuan, who was originally intoxicated by the sound of the piano, suddenly dragged Pei Qing's clothes when he saw this, and pulled it back hard, his round belly trembled, and the outstretched arm was thrown away by Pei Qing heavily, Pei Yongyuan's body fell backwards as if he had lost his center of gravity, fortunately Zhao Yucheng held it in time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Pei Yongyuan shouted angrily: "What are you going to do?" ”
Pei Qing still walked forward stupidly, his eyes staring at the woman in the pavilion, how could he forget those beautiful eyes, he would not admit it, this must be the Qixi girl, the Qixi girl he thinks about day and night.
Zhao Shuxuan looked at everything in front of him silently, deliberately retreated to the outermost periphery, and watched these people's every move. Pei Yonggui, who was closest to her, was as calm as her, standing with his hands in his hands, calm, and the smile on his face was faint, but it was an indescribable feeling, as if he was waiting for a good show to begin, and he was a bystander under the table.
"Tanabata girl." Pei Qing called softly again.
The woman in the center of the pavilion covered her face with a light veil, although she couldn't see her face, but she was amazed by looking at it from a distance. It is not an exaggeration to use the color of sinking fish and geese, and closing the moon and embarrassing flowers.
"Stop!" Pei Yongyuan's face flushed, pushed Zhao Yucheng away, and grabbed Pei Qing in a few steps. "How many times have you cleaned up the mess?"
Pei Qing flicked his sleeves, turned his head and glared, his face was full of violence, and his eyes burst out bloodshot, as if he was silently announcing that no one could stop him today. Pei Yongyuan was obviously frightened by his son's reaction, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything after all, and the hand that grabbed his clothes slowly let go, and sighed deeply.
The sound of the piano was ethereal, and suddenly the woman screamed, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, only to see that in the center of the pavilion, the woman's veil was removed by the man on the spot, and the light veil flew into the air with her hand and slowly fell.
Pei Qing froze in place, looking at the woman in disbelief, motionless.
Seeing this, Pei Yonggui, who had never spoken, smiled softly, if he listened carefully, there was a sense of satisfaction in this laughter, and he said in the direction of the pavilion: "Nephew, why are you still interested in my tea house artist?" ”
This sentence was asked to the people in the pavilion, and after Pei Qing opened his eyes and confirmed it repeatedly, he dared to believe that the woman who played the piano was not the person he thought about day and night, but her eyes were slightly similar.
Pei Qingyi grabbed the woman's arm and shook her body violently, with uncontrollable anger in his voice. The woman was already thin and weak, so she couldn't help him shake a few times. "Why? Deliberately tricking me, isn't it? ”
The woman was so frightened that tears fell from her eyes, and she quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Childe, childe, Linglong doesn't know what mistake she made?" ”
At some point, several men who looked like little servants ran in and stepped forward to drag Pei Qing.
In the distance, Pei Yonggui pointed to one of the little maids and ordered, "You, take the Linglong girl down to rest." After speaking, he touched the jade wrench on the thumb of the other hand with one hand, and slowly turned around, with a chill in his eyes.
At this moment, the light yarn just fell in front of Pei Qing's eyes, he took the light yarn in a daze, put it on the side of his nose and smelled it, his face was unconcealable loss, and he said stupidly: "It's not you." ”
Pei Yongyuan saw Pei Qing's obsessive state, and sighed again, he couldn't understand how he could think about it, how the Pei family had such an unfilial son, but he was still a single seedling, and he couldn't get rid of it, just like a leech that could only suck human blood, and one day he would suck the blood on his body dry.
The breeze was blowing from the surface of the lake, and the air was filled with strange smells, and Zhao Shuxuan's watery eyes looked extremely gloomy at the moment, as if she was thinking about something.
It's such a difficult thing, but now that I look at it, everything has become easier.
The role of Pei Yonggui appeared in a really timely manner.
Zhao Yucheng looked at the embarrassing scene in front of him, coughed lightly, turned his head and smiled and said to Pei Yonggui: "Master Pei Zhuang, how can there be no tea when you come to the tea house?" ”
"Yes, yes, the little general will sit down and rest first, and I'll go see what these subordinates do." After speaking, Pei Yonggui raised his hand at the little guys again, and the little guys stepped back and walked out behind him.