Chapter Twenty-Four: Who Touched My Piano?
Along the way, the two of them had their own thoughts, and neither spoke. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć When I arrived in the village, I went back to my room, and the basket with the tomatoes was left in the yard at random.
Li Dai is also at a loss now, he was full of hatred for his mother, but since Zheng Rong said that sentence, he actually remembered from time to time that his mother was kind to him when he was young, the children's songs he sang during naps, and the dense stitches... He even began to find reasons for her, perhaps she also had a last resort.
Zheng Rong was somewhat influenced by Li Dai, and she also missed her modern parents a little, as for Erya's parents, Zheng Rong had no impression at all. Lying on the bed tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, looking at the moonlight shining in through the window, the thought flashed into the space. Zheng Rong still remembered the note he had left in Wangchun Pavilion before, and walked directly along the river in the direction of the pavilion when he came out of the pool.
Around the pavilion there is still only a white expanse in addition to the lotus pond, Zheng Rong walked up the steps, Zheng Rong first saw the piano on the stone table, she walked two steps quickly to the stone table, and saw a note under the piano, which reads "Zhiling Shangxian". Zheng Rong was shocked at first, is there really a god in this world?! Look at this generous space, as well as the magical Sun Moon Lake water, the most important thing is that I have come from modern times to ancient times, what reason is there not to believe it?! Besides, fairies are better than monsters, so Zhengrong also understands why he has come so many times, and he has not met half a person in the space anymore, probably because people don't want to see us.
Putting away the note, Zheng Rong stretched out her little hand and touched the piano, she really hasn't touched the piano for a long time, although it is rude to touch other people's things without other people's permission, but she has slept in other people's Moon Palace, and used other people's jade bottles, it seems that it makes no difference whether she touches the piano or not. With a snap of his fingers, the strings made a crisp sound, "It's really a good piano." Zheng Rong praised.
With this sound, Zheng Rong naturally sat down in front of the stone table, put his hands on the strings, made a starting gesture, and then his fingers plucked like clouds, and a song "Fisherman's Q&A" was played out like this. The more Zheng Rong played, the more focused he became, and the sound of the piano became more and more melodious......
Song Zizhou has been in retreat in the space for a long time, and since he discovered so many military books, he seems to have opened the door to a new world, and he can't wait to live in it all day. On this day, he was holding a copy of "Guiguzi" and reading it intently, only to hear the sound of a piano in his ears, which was wonderful, and the aftermath lingered, and he refused to disperse for a long time. It's been quiet in this space for a long time, and any sound is very clear.
"It's so good, who's playing the piano?" Song Zizhou closed the book, followed the sound of the piano and walked over, watching a little girl on the Wangchun Pavilion seriously playing the piano she had placed in the pavilion, but she was not angry, she raised her feet and went up the steps to the pavilion, stood still behind Zhengrong, hugged her chest, leaned on the pillar, listened quietly, and did not bother. When the song was over and Zheng Rong closed his eyes and reminisced, he said softly: "Did you move my piano?" ā
Zheng Rong opened his eyes, looked back, and saw a young man in a crescent moon white dress, with a jade crown on his head, and a delicate face...... Only then did Song Zizhou see his face, his cheeks were a little baby fat, his hair was tied, he was wearing a brown short, and a rustic atmosphere rushed towards him......
Judging from the previous handwriting, this kid must be a little girl, strange is strange here, her master must not be a nobody, and to play such a piano sound, it must take more than ten years of practice, and this little girl looks like she is only four or five years old, strange, really strange! Could it be that he is a vocal genius?! There was a hint of interest in his eyes.
Zheng Rong looked at this young man dressed as a rich boy, did not ignore the interest in his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?!" ā
Song Zizhou pointed to the note on the stone table, "Didn't I tell you everything." ā
Zheng Rong glanced at Song Zizhou, and then looked at the note on the table, and knew in her heart that this must have been teased, although she had never seen the immortals, how could the immortals be like this?! His face is good-looking, yes, but it's still far from being a fireworks!
"Wisdom Spirit?" Zhengrong asked.
"Huh?"
"Sounds amazing, so you're going to turn a stone into gold? I've never seen gold when I'm so big! With wide eyes open, he looked at Song Zizhou with a childlike face.
Song Zizhou was stunned at first, turning stones into gold? Then he smiled, what's so difficult about this, the last thing I lack is gold, sir. As a prince, he has his own monthly salary, but he has never been out of the palace for eight years, and he really has a lot of money to spend.
"You go, pick up a stone for me, remember not to pick up too big, too greedy spells will not work." Song Zizhou commanded.
Zhengrong ran down the pavilion, picked up a goose warm stone from the river, and ran back again, "Shangxian, Shangxian, do you think it's okay to be so big?" ā
Song Zizhou looked as big as five taels of gold, so he nodded, took the stone in his hand and turned it upside down, and with the other hand, he quietly took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, pretended to make a decision, opened his hand holding the gold, looked at the worship on Zheng Rong's face, smiled and handed the gold to her, "You and I must be fated to meet here today, this can be regarded as a meeting gift for you." ā
Zheng Rong smiled in his heart, this stupid lack really gave me a gold ingot, listening to Song Zizhou's words, I feel that it makes sense, meeting is fate, not to mention meeting in space, this is no longer ordinary fate, tilting his head and looking at Song Zizhou, "Then I want to give you a meeting gift?" After that, I looked in my sleeve pocket, and it was empty. Zheng Rong also blushed, these words have been said, why do you have to send something, thought about it, lowered his head and removed the purse tied around his waist, took out the change inside, and put it in his sleeve pocket. Song Zizhou watched her series of actions, the corners of his mouth twitched, I also gave her ingot gold, and I couldn't even bear to give her a few copper plates..... Zheng Rong handed the purse to Song Zizhou, Song Zizhou looked at the kitten embroidered on it, and felt a little similar to the girl in front of him, so he reached out and took it.
Seeing Song Zizhou accept the purse, Zheng Rong put the gold in his arms with peace of mind, laughing at the thief. Song Zizhou grew up in the palace since he was a child, his sisters all looked like they were flying, as if they didn't care about anything, the first time he saw such a greedy girl, he felt cute and tight in his heart, and pinched the purse in his hand, this stupid girl, I'm afraid I don't know that the purse can't be given away casually......