The trip was fruitless. Accompanied by Hu Liniang, the two walked through the corridor in the pavilion and went to the front door.

Not far in front of them, a man in white was walking alone with a piano in his arms.

Ling Suwan's eyes widened suddenly.

On that piano, she saw the smell of paper and ink.

That was the smell of Wei Yikuan's body.

The man in white is thin and handsome, and has the temperament of a jade tree in the wind.

Seeing Hu Liniang, he stopped, stood with the piano in his arms, and nodded, "Boss Hu." ”

Hu Liniang nodded carelessly, "Ah Qing, how is it, the guests in the front yard are all scattered?" ”

"Yes." The man in white spared his words like gold, stepped aside and made way for them.

Ling Suwan hurriedly approached Lu Yuan and tugged at his sleeve.

Lu Yuan looked at it puzzled.

She quietly reached out and made a secret gesture to him.

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Seriously? This is a man!

Absolutely true! Ling Suwan blinked affirmatively.

Lu Yuan coughed dryly, walked up to Ah Qing, looked him up and down, and finally stopped at the piano he was holding, and said slowly: "This piano...... Not bad. ”

Hu Liniang said with a smile: "Isn't it, A-Qing's most precious thing is this piano, and she usually doesn't even let others touch it." ”

"That's it," Lu Yuan touched his chin, "I heard that Ah Qing recently composed a new tune, which is very good, so let's do it, Ye just happens to be free now, it is better to choose a day, so let him play a song, how about it?" ”

"Of course there is no problem," Hu Liniang said with a smile: "Why don't you go to the pavilion next to it, the view is transparent, the air is fresh, and it is suitable for drinking and listening!" Ah Qing, don't hurry up and prepare. ”

"Yes." Ah Qing bowed his head and agreed.

The pavilion is called Lanfang Pavilion, built on a pond, surrounded by red flowers and willow green, green trees are verdant, with gusts of wind, the sound of the piano is curling, it is really a unique scenery, very pleasant.

This pavilion is a place for those princes and dukes, dignitaries and nobles to drink and enjoy, but ordinary people can't enter.

Just as he was hearing the highlights, a voice disturbed Lu Yuan's interest.

"Who did I say, there is such a good Yaxing, it turns out to be Brother Xingzhi!"

Not far away, Wei Liang's round figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Why are you again?" Lu Yuan put down his wine glass and said in disgust.

This ugly monster is really haunting, and you can meet it wherever you go, which is really unappetizing.

"Brother Xingzhi, you're not right, it's the so-called one person to enjoy, it's better for everyone to enjoy together, why don't you come here to drink and not call me a little brother?" Wei Liang dragged his chubby body and forced himself next to Lu Yuan.

In the entire Jingshi, Wei Liang was not polite to anyone, but he was only convinced by Lu Yuan.

When he was young, Wei Liang was already a second ancestor who bullied men and women, and he gathered a group of idle gentlemen under his hands to fight cocks and walk dogs in the capital, doing many evils.

However, at that time, the circle of noble sons in the capital was all looking at Lu Yuan, the little son of the Dingguo Mansion, and Wei Liang and those people compared with Lu Yuan, they looked vulgar and unpopular.

Wei Liang was not convinced, so he was not afraid of death to provoke Lu Yuan, but who knew that he was beaten by Lu Yuan, fell seriously ill, and recovered for nearly a month.

Since then, Wei Liang has left a psychological shadow, and he easily does not dare to make a mistake in front of Lu Yuan.

"Stay away from me," Lu Yuan didn't give him a good face, "Ignorance, that's better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, hurry up and go home and read more books." ”

"Brother Xingzhi, it's not that you don't know, little brother, what annoys me the most is reading," Wei Liang cheekily poured himself a glass of wine, "But Brother Xingzhi, you are not righteous, I know that I am going to teach the boss of Mobaozhai a lesson, and when you turn around, you will arrest people in the prison of Dali Temple, causing me to run in vain, and I can't go down in one breath, and I still can't calm down." ”

"He committed a crime, so naturally he has to be arrested according to the law, what's the matter, I still have to wait for you to beat him up and let you lose your anger before I can arrest him?"

"Something's wrong? What happened to the guy surnamed Wei? Wei Liang was also curious.

Lu Yuan glanced at him, "I have no comment." ”

After speaking, he stood up, threw the ingot of silver on the table, and said to Ah Qing: "The song is good, I will reward you." ”

didn't care about Wei Liang, turned around and greeted Ling Suwan, and said lazily: "Little Tanzi, let's go." ”

At night, the Dali Temple is silent.

A black figure floated lightly from the courtyard wall, silently, almost blending in with the night.

Passing through the office in the front yard, the man in black came to the place where the Dali Temple prison was located.

Inside the prison, several oil lamps were lit up, and the light flickered on and off, which was quite eerie.

The night watchman was dozing off on his desk.

Recently, there are not many prisoners in Dali Temple, and they are all more obedient, there are few noisy and noisy people, and the jailers also feel relieved, and when they are quiet at night, they are easy to fall asleep.

The man in black was so brilliant that no one noticed it all the way.

Outside the prison, he took out a thin tube from his bosom and slowly blew into the door.

The smell of the tube was colorless, and I don't know what kind of medicine it was, and it wasn't long before the jailer snored loudly, and the prisoners in the prison fell asleep one by one.

Seeing that the effect of the medicine had appeared, the man in black walked in slowly, looked at the cells one by one, and stopped at the door of the cell where Wei Yikuan was being held.

He grabbed the lock with his bare hands, twisted it hard, and the lock opened easily.

Wei Yikuan sat against the wall, already asleep. He had only been in prison for a day, and he looked much haggard.

The man in black stretched out his hand and gently stroked Wei Yikuan's face, revealing his distress in his eyes outside the black mask.

He thought for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, bent over, neatly picked up Wei Yikuan, and walked out of the cell.

Even if he was carrying a person on his back, the steps of the man in black were still light.

The night was dark and silent. The man in black walked through the passageway, out of the prison door, and over the railing, and in front of him was the courtyard wall.

As long as they jump over this wall, they will escape from Dali Temple.

Everything went so smoothly.

Just when he was rejoicing, suddenly there was a fire around him, and a large group of Dali Temple officials held torches and came to him with a bee chrysalis, and the group surrounded him in the middle.

At the corner of the railing, Lu Yuan and Shen Yan appeared together.

"What a bold man, he dared to come to Dali Temple to rob the prison." Seeing someone robbing the prison, Lu Yuan didn't seem surprised, and he seemed a little interested.

Shen Yan on the side had a gloomy face and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The man in black was startled, but quickly stabilized his mind, and after weighing the trade-offs, he put down Wei Yikuan and raised his knife to prepare for battle.

"Take it." Shen Yan said coldly.

"Yes!" A group of officials responded in unison, showing their weapons one after another, and the generals were killed.

Originally, they thought it was a matter of nine out of ten, but Lu Yuan and Shen Yan only watched the battle from a distance with their hands in their hands, and waited to take down the man in black and interrogate them overnight.

Who would have thought that the martial arts of the man in black would be much higher than they expected. In the face of the siege of more than a dozen yacha, his sword skills were sharp, his tricks were weird, and he was desperate, but he did not fall behind at all, but several yacha who were weaker in martial arts were injured to varying degrees and were defeated one after another.