Li Jia sat in front of the bookcase, holding the hand of the brush for a moment, obviously his mind was no longer on this, he bit the tip of the brush and laughed stupidly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He still remembers Du Shi Niang's smiling eyebrows and eyes that night, and in the dim candlelight, his sturdy figure was reflected on the screen window, which looked mottled and blurred.

"Young master, it's time to rest."

The scholar outside the door knocked lightly, and the crisp voice came into his ears, and Li Jia came back to his senses from the confusion and said to the door: "It's here, you can rest first!" ”

"Yes, young master."

Hearing the footsteps of the scholar getting farther and farther away, Li Jia lowered his head and exclaimed, a few drops of black ink on the rice paper were blurred, free and easy, like a Danqing ink painting.

He frowned slightly, put down the brush in his hand, and flipped through a few sheets, but it was all soaked. He rubbed the corners of his eyes, crumpled the tainted rice paper, and placed it on the foot of the bookcase. patted the head that became a little wooden, drove away those messy thoughts, took a deep breath, slowly put back the indulgence, calmed down, took a piece of rice paper again, and the hand holding the brush reached out, elegantly dipped in the ink that exuded a faint fragrance, the tip of the soft wolf pen fell, and a vigorous and powerful handwriting appeared on the white rice paper, and the movements were smooth.

Li Jia walked on the narrow street, shook the folding fan in his hand, and hid the thoughts and thoughts in his heart in a more distant place, when a gentle and melodious pipa sound came, and he raised his head and looked carefully left and right.

I always felt that something was not quite right in this place now, and after a while, he reacted, the expression on his face stiffened for a moment, he hesitated, and those three words appeared clearly in his mind.

Department of Teaching.

Li Jia picked at the bridge of his towering nose, and after abandoning his earlier rules, his skin naturally became thicker, and he rubbed it vigorously, as if he could rub a lump of mud on it.

He followed the sound of the piano all the way, and looked at it, it was actually the Yanyu Pavilion where he and Liu Yuchun had come that night, and couldn't help but secretly admire, this place is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I am afraid that only the reincarnation of Zhong Ziqi can be comparable to it.

I can't wait to think of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Yin" in my mind: I still hold the pipa and half cover my face, the shaft plucks the strings three or two times, there is love before the tune is formed, the strings cover the sound and thoughts, as if I am suing my life, I want to continue to play the letter with low eyebrows, say the infinite things in my heart, gently twist and slowly wipe and pick up, at the beginning of the six years after the neon dress, the big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, the small strings are cut like a whisper, the noisy cut is wrong, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate......

He sighed, and pulled a passer-by in a good mood and asked, "Do you know who this pipa is?" ”

"It's Du Shi Niang of Yanyu Pavilion......" The passers-by showed a look of disdain in their eyes, on the one hand, they were disgusted with this kind of rich boy who spent all their days drinking, and on the other hand, they hated the kind of foxy-looking demon girl.

Li Jia automatically ignored her disdain, and the dappled sunlight hit his angular face, and he smiled, his expression soft. The fist clenched and bowed his head: "Thank you!" ”

"Mom, there's a guest coming."

The little guy habitually bent down slightly, stopped in front of a woman dressed in fancy clothes, and whispered. The woman stopped the command in her hand, and glared at the little guy with some impatience: "It's good to say hello when you come, I didn't see that I was busy ......"

"But he wants to see a girl." The little guy said in a hurry, I was really afraid that she would slap her and slap herself to the sky.

The woman covered the corners of her mouth and grinned a few times, shook the pink handkerchief in her hand, and picked at the bright red nails: "Okay, then let's see who wants to see my cash cow." ”

Li Jia held a folding fan in one hand and gently patted the palm of his hand with the other, pacing back and forth in place.

After a while, he saw a middle-aged woman twisting the waist of a water snake walking over, followed by the little maid just now, and after a closer look, he found that it was the old bustard who was on the stage that night.

"But ...... this son?" The old bustard stared at Li Jia up and down, nodded, and couldn't help but raise a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, fortunately, it was not crooked melons and cracked dates, and the girl in their family was not something that anyone could afford to climb. She turned her head slightly, but her eyes still fell on Li Jia, and asked meaningfully.

"Exactly."

"Oh? I heard my little four say that the son wants to see his wife? ”

Li Jia was stared at by the old bustard, rubbed the goosebumps on his body without a trace, and nodded curtly.

The old bustard snorted and raised his eyebrows: "That son should know that our concubine never sees people easily." ”

Li Jia didn't understand the meaning of her words at first, and was stunned for a while, before slowly taking out a few silver tickets from his wide sleeves and handing them over: "Are these enough?" ”

"Enough, enough......" The old bustard's eyes lit up, revealing a greedy look, snatched the silver ticket, put his index finger into his mouth, twisted his saliva, and counted the tickets triumphantly, looking like a small person in the market.

"Little four, go and report to the girl, and take this master up."

"Okay, Childe, please." Xiao Si walked towards the stairs and made a gesture of invitation to Li Jia.

Walking up to the attic, Xiao Si found an empty wing, pushed the door in, and poured him a cup of tea: "Son, take a break first, and the little one will go and report to the girl, so that she is ready to take you over." ”

Li Jia rubbed the teacup repeatedly, he took a sip of tea gently, and waved his hand to signal him to hurry over.

"Girl, mom asked you to prepare, there is a son who wants to listen to the girl sing." Xiao Si knocked on the door expressionlessly, he already had a strong immunity to this kind of thing, and he became insensitive, and he would never be like at the beginning, always with compassion.

The sound of the pipa in the room stopped abruptly, Xiao Si put his ear to the door, heard the sound of rustling from inside, took a few steps back, and stood there quietly with his head slightly bowed.

After a while, I heard the sound of the door opening, and Du Siniang walked out.

"Let's go......" Her voice was a little low, exuding a thick sadness and helplessness.

Li Jia stared at Du Siniang who was standing at the door, slowly stood up, and almost knocked over the tea. He hurriedly cleaned it up, scratched his head helplessly, smiled awkwardly, like a hairy boy, discarded his usual steady maturity, and his handsome face was slightly red.

Du Siniang looked at his stupid appearance, covered her mouth and laughed a few times, she was so cute and cute, she looked like a little girl. He was dumbfounded, as if he was stupid.

"Childe, please be seated."

Du Siniang closed the door lightly, walked to the table and sat down.

Li Jia struggled for a long time before he said: "The contemptible person's surname is Li Mingjia, and the word comes first." ”

"The little girl's surname is Du Mingyu, and she ranks tenth in this courtyard, so they all call me Shi Niang." Du Shi Niang smiled at him, followed her example, and said delicately.