Yu Xinwu's eyes froze in this moment.

I saw that the woman was dressed in a plain white background and dyed with a light lotus lotus color thin silk coat, elegant and vulgar but seemed to be shrouded in a piece of wind and dust, like a fairy, that focused look made people feel that she no longer seemed to eat the fireworks of the world, which was intoxicating.

At a glance, Yu Xinwu looked flustered, but he couldn't help but see between her lowered eyebrows and the corners of her lightly closed mouth. There is such a beauty, if you can get it, what if you forget the world? The thought popped into his mind, and then grew like a weed.

"Blessed are you." An extremely cold voice sounded beside him, interrupting Yu Xinwu's thoughts suddenly, he looked back with some annoyance, only to see Sun Jin say in a cold voice: "You have to meet a master, ask for advice!" ”

The woman slowly straightened up, crossed her sleeves in front of her, and lightly opened her lips and said, "Ning Niang is playing from the beginning, please give me advice." ”

Sun Jin walked lightly to the door at this time, opened the door slightly, walked out sideways, and closed the door again.

In the huge piano room, only the silk like clouds and mist remained, Yu Xinwu who stood there in a daze, and Ning Niang, whose ten fingers were gradually getting better.

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, especially in the Taihu Lake Basin, the handicraft workshops and commercial economy were unprecedentedly developed, and the market culture also entered a stage of unprecedented prosperity. Thanks to Wanli and the courtiers, everyone was busy scolding and scolding, and they had no time to take care of anything else, so they left a relatively relaxed environment for the people. Countless ** gentlemen, wandering between the official career and the market, advancing is science, retreating is Fengyue, making the development of Qinglou to an unprecedented, ** out of a large number of women with extraordinary colors, gathered in Nanjing, Hangzhou, Suzhou and other prosperous places, high candles singing. Goolan tiles followed suit, and the Kunming District commented, sang, sold gold and silver, cooked uranium and lit fire, and won for a while! So much so that there is a saying in officialdom: It is better to be the commander of the Yangtze River County than to be too guarded by the ** river. It can be seen that this paradise has become a place of longing for many people!

Yu Xinwu's eyes closed. With the sound of Ning Niang's piano, his mind flew from this closed hut to the high mountain, between the flowing waters.

The music happened to play the part that Yu Xinwu heard when he entered the house, Ning Niang's hand stopped, and when she raised her head and saw his face as if she was elegant, she hurriedly dodged as if she had been struck by lightning, and looked at the lyre in front of her: "Just now the adult said that this paragraph should be a horn sound, Ning Niang understood what the adult meant, but there was no record on all the piano scores, and I hope that the adult will give advice." ”

Hearing this crisp voice, the deer in Yu Xinwu's heart galloped quickly in the forest, but he forgot to answer for a while, but opened his eyes and looked over.

The two of them happened to look at each other, but he suddenly felt a little numb in his scalp and immediately looked to the side. After recovering his mood for a long time, he replied with confidence: "...... It doesn't matter, you just need to turn the horn tone into a palace tone. ”

So the sound of the piano sounded again, and Yu Xinwu dared to look at the piano alone. He tried hard to control his emotions in his heart, but he couldn't control his eyes, and he couldn't move half a minute away from that piano alone. When he arrived at that place again, Ning Niang made a mistake again, and he came back to his senses.

"I'll play, you listen." He took a deep breath, walked over to the piano, and slowly exhaled his breath again, slowly putting his fingers on the strings.

In Ning Niang's heart, she hopes that time will always stop at this moment, and the man of her dreams will finally appear in front of her. But it's so unreal, so unreal. The unbearable past seems to have been forgotten, and she only hopes to be able to kneel to the side forever and listen to this man play "The Resentment of the Long Gate".

At the end of the song, Yu Xinwu raised his head, but suddenly saw the pair of talking eyes staring at him motionlessly, so he was also stunned.

After a long time, the two of them awkwardly withdrew their gazes. Yu Xinwu coughed lightly: "That's it, you still play, I'll give you pointers." ”

When Ning Niang played wrongly, Yu Xinwu also knelt behind her gently, stretched out her right hand and pinched her Qianqian jade finger, and put it in the right position, Ning Niang suddenly felt that her whole body was paralyzed, and she couldn't control her right hand, leaned back, and fell into Yu Xinwu's arms.

Neither of them spoke, and the sound of the piano stopped. Time seemed to have stopped at this very moment.

After a long time, Yu Xinwu woke up suddenly, let go of Ning Niang and jumped to the side, and hurriedly looked around, but Sun Jin was gone. He suddenly became alert and shouted, "Mr. Sun! ”

No one answered.

Yu Xinwu walked quickly to the door, and was about to open the door, but Sun Jin happened to walk in and said: "My lord, the difficulty of "Changmen Resentment" is very high, many people in Suzhou and Hangzhou can play it, but they can't play it. Playing this piece has to be born from the heart, and we have all tried it, but without exception we can't play it. Today, the real person arrived, and after pointing out the contemptible girl, the contemptible still has a lot to ask, and I just went to invite a few other piano masters, I don't know if the contemptible person has this blessing? ”

Hearing what he said turned out to be these words, Yu Xinwu was greatly surprised, and the vigilance in his heart suddenly decreased by half, and the sense of bosom friend rose again: "Mr. Sun, I take the liberty of asking, what kind of difference are you doing in the Weaving Bureau?" ”

"I usually discuss some new patterns with the weaving masters," Sun Jin said with a smile, "The main thing is to talk about business with merchants from other cities." ”

"It's a pity ......" Yu Xinwu glanced back with a little regret, and Ning Niang, who was looking at him stupidly.

"It's the contemptible person who forgot to explain to the adult," Sun Jin knew what he was thinking, "Her name is Ning Niang, my niece." My eldest brother and sister-in-law died early, so I had to take her with me and teach her some music and piano skills. The heart is high, I don't want to get married, and I can't be wronged by her when I'm idle, and after 20 years, it has become a heart disease. ”

"It's rare to ......" Yu Xinwu nodded, and immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he changed the topic and said, "Let's return the silk thing!" ”

Ning Niang was still looking at the tall back with broad shoulders stupidly.

When the two of them walked to the door, Sun Jin suddenly turned his head, glanced at Ning Niang deeply, and said calmly: "Think about the guidance of the adults and practice slowly!" ”

On the roof of the piano room, Zhu Yidao looked at Ning Niang, who was still in a daze, with interest, and then looked at the two people who had already walked away. It's useless to be a scholar, but Fenghua Xueyue is a good hand!

On the edge of the canal wharf in Hangzhou, Qin Mi looked at the scenery in front of him refreshedly, with large boats and small boats, black and white sails, entering and leaving and docking in an orderly manner. After more than 1,000 years of operation, the network of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal has formed a part --,of life here.

His gaze shifted from the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to the Caoyun wharf, where there are rows of merchant ships loading and unloading, endless streams of transporters carrying goods and merchants in a hurry, sure enough, I am a heavy tax place in the Ming Dynasty, a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River!

It's just a pity, when Qin Mi turned his head to look at the bustling crowd and those buildings on the street, he felt that there was a ** shadow under the courtyard of the mansion, and there were blood and tears under the red candle lanterns, these were not the result of the hard work of the people, people only saw the wealth and prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River, but never thought about their lives.

"When will the grain ship open?" Qin Mi asked a transporter carrying a bag.

"Generally, it is the end of the hour to the beginning of the hour, and the market is about to open! If you want to hurry, go now! The transporter replied with an indifferent expression.

Just as he was walking towards the grain market, there was a sound of running behind him, and when he looked back, some officials and soldiers ran over, holding not only steel knives but also fire guns! What is this for? He thought to himself, confused.

"Hurry up! It's the dozen or so grain boats on the left! Surround them! Don't let them run! A cross-knife officer shouted loudly, directing the crowd to run forward, knocking over countless transporters and goods, and paying no attention to them.

Qin Mi's face suddenly became solemn, and he decided to follow along to see what was going on.

The soldiers were really good at catching the boat, first pulling the cable of the boat, and then a dozen soldiers with firearms opened fire on the mast, and the sail canopy was broken and immediately floated down. Then several soldiers jumped onto the boat, pointed their knives and guns at the people on the boat, and shouted: "Come out for Lao Tzu, kneel down on the dock!" Don't move anyone, otherwise Lao Tzu's gun won't recognize people! ”

The people on the boat reluctantly stepped off the boat and onto the docks, but none of them wanted to kneel.

Suddenly, all the firearms were aimed at them, and the team officer said sharply: "Kneel!" ”

A soldier ran up to him and whispered a few words in his ear, and his eyes immediately turned to a cargo ship by the dock, where the people neither came out nor knelt, but did not know what they were thinking.

"Listen over there! Go ashore and kneel down at once, or you will be executed for rebellion! The officer's face turned blue, and he strode over and said in a loud voice.

The people on the boat, you look at me, I look at you, there is no opinion, and gradually some people kneel.

"Don't kneel!" A man got out of the cabin and shouted to everyone: "We haven't broken the law, why should we kneel?!" "It's Wang Da Niu.

"Take the leader, kill him!" The officer gave orders to a few sergeants beside him.

Wang Daniu suddenly jumped onto the dock in a few steps, and shouted to the silent crowd: "Folks! We are the victims of the disaster in Chun'an, Chun'an has been hit by the disaster, and the big guys have nothing to eat! People starved to death every day, and we scraped together some money to buy food, just to go back and save lives! Big guy, tell me, which crime did we commit?! ”

The dock suddenly became noisy and full of discussions. The team officer was stunned, isn't this big guy *, and he still knows how to incite the masses who don't know the truth?! He roared, "Catch him for me!" But he did not dare to shout again to open fire and kill.

So the surrounding soldiers reacted and ran over, ready to grab the big man. But one of the soldiers didn't listen to the order, and fired a shot in a panic.

"Bang!" The loud sound of fire suddenly rang out, and the dock suddenly fell silent.

Qin Mi gritted his teeth and watched all this.