The sound of the pipa began to spread, and the sons and brothers in Xunfang Pavilion didn't pay attention to other things, and listened intently, until Yu Wenzhe entered the room, and the last note of Feng Qiuhuang's song fell.

"Alas, I finally heard the sound of Yinniang's pipa again, although it was played specifically for General Lin, but it was nothing, just be able to hear it!"

"Hahaha, let them come to listen to the music and have fun today, they have to change the day, how can they meet General Lin another day, let them regret going!"

"It's still the phoenix, the hidden lady has a deep affection for General Lin, the last time the phoenix had a feeling of desperation, but this time it felt a lot duller, but the love in it was not reduced, but it was more intense, but it just converged into the deepest part of the heart, if it broke out, then nothing could stop it, General Lin was so blessed!"

The discussion outside rang out, and Yu Wenzhe couldn't hear it, because there were only three people left in the room at this time.

Entering the house, Yin Niang sat on the wooden stool, holding the white jade pipa in her arms, playing with emotion, Mo closed the door softly, and disappeared from the previous frivolity, and her expression softened.

Yu Wenzhe looked at the Yin Niang sitting in front of him in a trance, even if he knew that she was not Cao Lianxin, he couldn't completely give up in his heart.

"General Lin, what's wrong with you?" Mo smiled softly and said.

"Sister, don't make fun of Mr.!" Yin Niang's voice was a little obscure.

"You girl, you're starting to turn your elbows out!" Mo smiled softly.

Yin Niang suddenly lowered her head and hugged the white jade pipa hard.

"Alas, girl, sing me a song......" Yu Wenzhe sighed, walked to the opposite side of Yinniang and sat down, his eyes full of struggle.

"What do you want to hear, sir?"

"Feel free to ......" Yu Wenzhe said softly, as if he had given up the insistence in his heart, the expression of struggle in his eyes gradually receded, and he was completely confused, and only the face in front of him was left in his mind.

The next moment, the crisp sound of the pipa sounded again, Yin Niang spoke, her voice was tactful and persistent, the tune was the tune of the water tune song head, and the song head of the water tune written by Yu Wenzhe for Cao Lianxin was sung.

Yu Wenzhe listened to it all night, and Yin Niang played it all night, and later, Yin Niang's voice had reached the point where she couldn't bear the pronunciation, and she was left to pluck the strings with her slender fingers.

As the sky grew brighter, Mo opened the door in the house, and the pity in his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

Maybe it was the sound of the door shaft turning that mixed some impurities in the sound of the pipa, Yu Wenzhe woke up as if he had woken up from a dream, and touched his cheek, which was a little wet.

"Girl, that's enough!"

Yu Wenzhe stood up and grabbed his hands that were still plucking the pipa, the fingers of these hands were already stained with blood, and they had been plucking the strings all night, wearing out Yinniang's fingers.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, already naked. How painful it would be to pluck those strings with her fingers with her tender fingers, and the hidden mother plucked it all night.

Yin Niang raised her head, her eyes were full of exhaustion, but her expression was very happy, listening to Yu Wenzhe's reproachful tone, she gently lay on Yu Wenzhe's arm, her hands were still on the qinxuan, and she slowly closed her eyes.

"General Lin, Yinniang is asleep, you can carry her to the bed!" Mo stepped forward and said softly.

Yu Wenzhe only hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hands, picked up Yinniang, and gently put it on the bed.

"Alas......" After Yu Wenzhe put down Yinniang, he sighed and shook his head slowly, the tenderness in his eyes gradually converged, and he returned to his previous clarity.

"General Lin, Yinniang is so persistent with you, won't you say something?"

Mo whispered looking at Yu Wenzhe's expression and said with a little regret.

Just looking at Yu Wenzhe's eyes, Mo whispered and knew that even after this night, Yin Niang still did not enter his heart.

"You know, she looks exactly like my wife, and even I sometimes have delusions, always thinking of coming over and seeing what Yin Niang looks like......

Yu Wenzhe sat down and said in a deep voice.

"You mean that the eldest lady of Cao Mansion looks exactly the same as Yinniang? No wonder, no wonder you always deliberately avoid it every time you see Yin Niang, you are worried that you will treat Yin Niang as a substitute for the eldest lady of the Cao family in your heart! ”

Mo whispered so smartly, he guessed his heart just by Yu Wenzhe's words.

Yu Wenzhe's deeds have long been known to the world, and perhaps those courtiers and officials are concerned about his contributions in Yinchuan.

The women in Chang'an paid attention to Yu Wenzhe's refusal of Li Jing's invitation for the sake of the eldest lady of the Cao family, gave up his great merits, and guarded the tomb of his beloved for three years, and after three years, his hair turned gray because of excessive longing.

"I was sixteen years old that year, wounded, and recuperated in a hut on Helan Mountain, until later, a lightning marten was found in Helan Mountain......"

Yu Wenzhe was completely caught up in the memories, and told the feelings buried in his heart, from the first time he saw Cao Lianxin, until Cao Lianxin fell into the tributary of the Yellow River.

He had been suppressed for too long and needed someone to confide in, because he could not carry a heavy yoke to conquer the Turks.

It's just that he has never met someone who can be worth talking to, until this time, looking at Mo Qingyu's calm face, Yin Niang's dependence on her, there was a sense of trust and closeness in his heart.

Mo whispered and listened quietly, until Yu Wenzhe finished speaking, looking at Yu Wenzhe's reddened eyes, his heart trembled, revealing a trace of complicated affection.

"You are really a seed of infatuation, Yin Niang's vision is good, when you see it, you must come back to accept Yin Niang, this child is as stubborn as you!"

Yu Wenzhe said for a long time, the sky was already bright, Yu Wenzhe looked at Mo Qingyu's appearance, and nodded subconsciously.

Then, he picked up the brush next to him, spread a piece of rice paper on the table, and began to write.

After a while, the paper was covered with neat small characters, Yu Wenzhe blew it, dried the ink, and handed it to Mo Qingyu.

"Huh? What is it? Mo Qingyu took it and looked at it in front of him, his expression changed violently.

"Is this also a song, written for the hidden mother? No, these words are majestic, and they are also used in the description of war in the Book of Songs, brotherhood is deep, and women can't sing the emotions in it! ”

Mo whispered's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was reluctant to let go of the paper when he grabbed it with both hands.

"It's what men sing! Military Song! Whispering girl, can you send someone to the left striker's camp and teach them this song? ”

Yuwen Zhe said.

"Can a man still sing? It's really interesting, so why don't you sing it first? ”

Mo whispered incredulously.

In this era, women sing a little tune to please men, and men are chanting poems and lyrics to show themselves, and I have never heard men sing.

Yu Wenzhe didn't know how to write tunes, and even if he wrote them, no one could understand them, so he had to hum them quietly.

Yu Wenzhe hummed softly, and Mo whispered's gaze kept lingering on his lips and eyes.

"How's that, can you remember it once?" Yu Wenzhe asked.

"Well, I remember!" Mo whispered and bit the corner of his lip and said.

"That's good, then I'll take my leave!"

Yu Wenzhe stood up, the door had been opened, Yu Wenzhe walked outside, Mo Qingyu followed behind, and the two walked all the way to the outside of Xunfang Pavilion.

"Whispering girl, I want to redeem that peony girl, I wonder if your pavilion can agree?"

"Peony doesn't have this blessing!" Mo shook his head softly and said.

"How?"

"Yesterday, after Tang Meng said those words, Peony ran to the third floor and fell headlong, so I didn't appear in front of you so late."

Mo whispered in a somewhat bitter voice, in this era, the life of a prostitute in Qinglou is the least valuable, even if Peony dies, he will die in vain, and no one will seek justice for him.

"That's it, whispering girl, farewell!"

Yu Wenzhe shook his head, turned around and walked in the direction of Cao Fu, some people and some things, even he can't change them, unless he can change the whole society.

Mo Qingyu looked at the back of Yuwen Zhe leaving, and a trace of doubt flashed, "What is the relationship between Yuwen Chongji and him?" ”

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Yu Wenzhe returned to Cao's mansion and saw Xiaohuan standing outside the gate angrily, and as soon as he walked to the door, Xiaohuan pounced on him and asked Yuwenzhe.

"Young Master Zhe, counting me, there are five in the family, and you still have to go to the land of fireworks, and you haven't returned overnight!"

Xiaohuan pouted, looking resentful.

"Count you?" Yu Wenzhe glanced at Xiaohuan's body and said.

Xiaohuan is only two years younger than Cao Lianxin, and now she is seventeen years old, the girl developed relatively early, and the age of seventeen years old is already convex in the convex place, and the concave place is concave, and she is very mature.

"Young Master Zhe, when it was still dawn, a group of soldiers sent a lot of bottles and cans of things, and also brought His Majesty's dictation, so that you can experiment in your own mansion and don't go to other places!"

Xiaohuan endured his shyness, ran towards the backyard after speaking, and when he reached the place where he was about to turn the corner, he turned around again, "Young Master Zhe, the old lady knows that you will not return overnight, you can ask for more blessings!" ”

Yu Wenzhe shrugged his shoulders and returned to his small courtyard.

Sure enough, a large pile of bottles and cans and some instruments and tools were stacked in the corner.

Wang Dahu watched from the courtyard, but he was far away, and there was a hint of fear on his face, even if Yu Wenzhe squatted on the ground and began to check, he refused to get closer.

Yu Wenzhe fiddled with it, first moved the things to the house, and began to match them little by little.

Having learned the lesson of the last time, Yu Wenzhe only configures during the day and rests at night, and will definitely not fight with the lamp, if Wang Dahu accidentally knocks over the candle again, I am afraid that he will not have such a good life to escape.