After saluting, he moved his gaze to Lin Baibai, "This brother can serve His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, and he is also very talented in thinking about it, can he dare to ask his brother for advice?" ”

Pack...... The intrigue of men who are not men?

As soon as his voice fell, the others naturally followed suit, Lin Baibai resisted the urge to scratch his ears, and said with a smile, "The slave just relied on a face to enter the eyes of the son, what talent can he have, it can't compare to the elder brother." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The waiter was a little surprised, but she didn't expect her to admit so brazenly that she was climbing the bed with a face, and laughed dryly, "Why should my brother be modest." ”

As soon as she wanted to say that she was not modest, her hand was pinched by An Wanyi, and she changed her words, "Since this is the case, the slave will be ugly, but the slave is careless, and he didn't bring a musical instrument with him today......

Zhongyong Marquis said: "What do you want, Ben Hou asked someone to fetch it." ”

"There's no need to be so troublesome, if this brother is willing, just lend me your lute."

"It's the honor of a slave." The little waiter handed her the pipa and retreated to the prefect of Fuzhou in small steps.

Lin Baibai held the pipa and saluted, tuned the tone, the original delicate and soft momentum changed, and it actually revealed a bit of fierceness, ten fingers to the string, and the Zheng Zheng tune poured out.

Zhongyong Marquis was born in the military, she voted for it, and played the first famous song, "Ambush on Ten Sides", the pipa sound is sharp, and the tune of Ambush on all sides itself is fierce and high-spirited, shocking.

With the sound of Zheng Zheng, everyone seemed to have watched a magnificent show, the two armies faced each other, camping, generals, plating, marching, ambushing, fierce battles, defeat, and death.

The ambush on all sides in the future will end here, and Lin Baibai naturally has to add a little more, otherwise he will be interrupted if he dedicates a song to a general and sings about others dying on the battlefield? So she connected the original song's string of triumph, competed for merit, and returned to the city victoriously to continue.

As soon as the tune stopped, the murderous aura on her face immediately disappeared, and Ying Ying bowed, "The slave is ugly." "Return the pipa to the little waiter, and return to serve behind An Wanyi.

Everyone was shocked by this song, and the deepest feeling in this was probably the loyal and brave marquis and the hussar general, both of whom unexpectedly rewarded her with a lot of eyes, her eyelids were vertical, and she looked proud and not frightened.

After that, it was time to praise each other, eat and drink, the banquet was over, Lin Baibai followed behind An Wanyi and was about to go back to wash and sleep, and a subordinate of the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion chased out with a wooden box, "Prince Xiaolin, this is what our Hou Ye gave to Prince Xiaolin." ”

Lin Baibai opened it and saw that it was a pipa, bent his legs slightly, and said, "Thank you Hou Ye, the slave likes it very much." ”

It's also aggrieved to say, after there is no force value, there are more salutes, when she was smiling and proud of the rivers and lakes, who needs to salute? Well, when people get old, they always think about the past.

In the carriage, An Wanyi stared at the pipa for a long time, and suddenly said, "Do you like it?" ”

Lin Baibai paused, "If you like it or not, if you give it to others, you must always show joy." ”

An Wanyi straightened his legs, leaned his back against the wall of the carriage, and turned his head to look at her with a complicated expression, "You say, if the Marquis of Zhongyong asks this son if he wants you, does this son want to give you to him?" ”

Looking at his expression, if Lin Baibai said he was willing, it was estimated that he would have to pounce on her and strangle her.

"Childe said that he laughed, I am not a traitor in the house, where did I get a gift." Lin Baibai plucked the strings, and there was a crisp sound, "I thought that attacking people and attacking hearts, in my pocket, where is it good to never forget?" ”

An Wanyi saw her hand from her face, "Fenghua Caoyun sent his family back to his hometown to worship his ancestors yesterday, but he unexpectedly encountered a mob of bandits, and Caoyun was killed on the spot." ”

Cao Yun Envoy? It seems to be the person from the family who framed this body in the first place.

Lin Baibai blinked, leaned on the wall of the car and changed his seat to kneel, "Gongzi and Sheng Wen have great kindness, Sheng Wen is willing to be a sharp blade in the hands of Gongzi, and cut through thorns and thorns for Gongzi. ”

An Wanyi chuckled, "Don't forget your words today." ”

"Please wait and see."

"Since Lin Shengwen is dead, from today onwards, you will be called Shiqin."

"Xie Gongzi gave the name."

On the second day, Lin Baibai painted a picture of the general, in which the city was ruined everywhere, the ruins were broken, the walls were broken, the dark clouds were surging, and the desolation was desolate. The spear of the loyal and brave marquis flashed coldly, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, his silver armor flashed, and his battle robe fluttered like blood, like thunder in the sky, lighting up this oppressive battlefield.

Lin Baibai is still confident in her own painting skills, and she used some modern skills and careful calculations to make Zhongyong Marquis handsome and domineering in the painting.

She did this on purpose, after all, she wanted to be loyal to Yonghou, not to be a confidant and friend with him.

After her observation, Zhongyong Hou should be a straight man, but now she wants to break him crookedly, in fact, it is not crooked, but she wants to hook up with him as a disabled child.

A song of slaughter on all sides of the ambush wants to make him feel like a bosom friend, and she wants to slowly let his feelings for her change from a bosom friend to a confidant, and then to a bosom friend.

can't be in a hurry, but you have to hurry, because An Wanyi will return to the capital in less than two months, the sky is high and the sea is far away, how can she hook up.

After installing the painting, she asked Shi Jian to help her find someone to send it over, and emphasized that she must let Zhongyong Marquis open it and take a look, and the things sent by nobodies like her generally can't reach the master's hands, so it will be in vain.

Shijian turned his head and went to An Wanyi's yard with the painting, An Wanyi spread out the painting, looked at it for a long time before he told him to put it away, and instructed in a complicated mood, "You run a trip, hand it over in person, just say that you have a close relationship with Shiqin in private, you happen to be passing by, so help him piggyback, if Zhongyong Hou asked about Shiqin's identity, he said that he was free, and he was saved by Ben Gongzi outside, he was grateful for Ben Gongzi's life-saving grace, and stayed to serve Ben Gongzi for a few years." ”

The sword also has a head and a face here in An Wanyi, and he can naturally send the painting to the hands of the Marquis of Zhongyong in person, when the Marquis of Zhongyong spread out the painting, he also froze for a while, compared to the ancient abstract painting, her painting is both real and meaningful, and it is actually very easy for people to be shocked by things that have not been touched, but the hand of the Marquis of Zhongyong slightly took the line of extremely delicate inscription on the side, "This is the word painted and inscribed by Gongzi Xiaolin?" ”

The sword should be.

Marquis Zhongyong thought about Lin Baibai's appearance, and thought to himself, her people and characters are delicate and soft, but the painting and piano sound are iron-clad, and she is really an unpredictable person.

(To be continued.) )