[Ran^文^Library][]. []. [com] Bianjing Imperial Palace, inside the Imperial Garden. (Ran Library (7764))

Flowers are vibrant, colorful, and fragrant.

In a pavilion surrounded by colorful flowers, a girl in white is holding a flute and practicing carefully on the score.

Listening to the intermittent but crisp rhythm of the flute, the girl had clearly seen the way.

"Good, good!"

There was a burst of admiration, and a young man in a gorgeous dress entered the gazebo.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

When the palace maid beside Ling'er saw the visitor, she immediately bowed down and saluted the man.

The person who came was none other than the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Huan, who is currently the Yin of Kaifeng Mansion.

"Brother Huang, you're here......"

Ling'er took the flute away and smiled at Zhao Huan with some embarrassment.

"Xiao Qi, why are you suddenly interested in the flute?" Without waiting for Ling'er to speak, Zhao Huan nodded approvingly to Ling'er and said, "But this song has just been sung in Bianliang recently, and it is rare that you can play the flute so accurately when you just learn to play the flute!" ”

"What? This song has recently been sung in Bianliang? Ling'er was a little surprised.

"Yes! This song is called "A Thousand Miles Away", didn't Miss Li perform in Jinmingchi a few days ago? Zhao Huan said, and sat on the stone bench in the pavilion casually, "It was the song that was sung for the first time in Bianliang that morning, according to the Five Emperor Uncles, the singing that day can be described as extremely amazing and sensational, and there are many people on the official road next to Jin Mingchi who stopped to listen!" ”

"It's a pity that I didn't follow my father to listen to it that day......"

Zhao Huan looked regretful, as if he had missed something big.

After hearing this, Ling'er's big eyes turned with a complicated gaze, and after a while, she raised her eyes to look at the sky in the distance, her small mouth pouted slightly, and her face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there was a little resentment.

On the day Master Li sang in Jinmingchi, Ling'er naturally learned about it from the newspaper, but she didn't have the heart to listen to it because she was separated from Wu Zhi.

Thinking about it now, Wu Zhi had to pass through Jin Mingchi when he left, and it happened that Master Li sang a farewell song like "Thousands of Miles Away" at that time, which is definitely greasy!

………

"Xiao Qi, you don't know that it's spread outside?" Zhao Huan saw that Ling'er was speechless, so he asked again.

"I haven't sneaked out of the palace in the past few days, how do I know ......," Ling'er pouted.

"I want to deceive your royal brother again......"

Zhao Huan looked at Ling'er dotingly, and then took advantage of Ling'er's distraction to take the lyrics in front of Ling'er, and laughed: "Then how did you get this lyrics?" ”

"Give me back!"

Ling'er saw Zhao Huan snatching the lyrics, and immediately nervously reached out to beg for it. It stands to reason that it's just a lyric, and Ling'er doesn't know why she's nervous.

"Huh?"

Seeing Zhao Huan staring at the lyrics and suddenly having a puzzled face, Ling'er couldn't help but stop.

"How?"

"No, the handwriting of this lyric ......"

"What's wrong with the handwriting?"

Ling'er crossed her arms and asked leisurely.

"The handwriting of this lyrics, and I yesterday... In the hands of Miss Li, I saw that the handwriting of the original lyrics was exactly the same! Zhao Huan frowned and pondered.

It turned out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Dynasty was the same as his father, and they were all fans of Master Li.

"Brother Huang, you must be dazzled......"

Ling'er glanced at him, and then took back the lyrics from Zhao Huan's hand without saying anything.

"Strange... The lyrics in Master Li's hand are signed, but you don't have this one, it's really strange......" Zhao Huan stared at Ling'er with puzzled eyes, and then said with a somewhat flattering smile: "Xiao Qi, you tell the imperial brother, where did you get this lyrics?" Could it be... Do you know Mr. Fang Wenshan too? ”

"What? You say the author of this song "A Thousand Miles Away...... Is it also Fang Wenshan? Now it was Ling'er's turn to widen her eyes and wonder, "Is it Fang Wenshan, who wrote the previous "Hair Like Snow" and "Chrysanthemum Terrace"? ”

Those two songs have been popular in Bianjing for a long time, and Ling'er naturally knows it.

"Yes! Except for Mr. Fang Wenshan, who else can write such a good song? Zhao Huan nodded.

Hearing Zhao Huan's confirmation, Ling'er immediately lowered her head and was silent, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.

At this time, Ling'er remembered in a trance that when she broke into Fanlou's room that day and saw Wu Zhi sniffing her clothes obscenely, after sitting down, Wu Zhi seemed to have read herself a few lyrics, and his name was ...... It's "Hair Like Snow"!

At that time, I also ridiculed Wu Zhi because of the sentence "Prosperous is like three thousand flowing waters, I only take one scoop to love to understand"!

It's only strange that Ling'er has been busy with the birthday of Concubine Murong in the palace recently, and she was haunted by Wu Zhi's imminent departure, so she didn't pay attention to this.

The author of the song "Hair Like Snow" is Fang Wenshan, and the author of the song "Thousands of Miles Away" that Wu Zhi gave to himself is also Fang Wenshan...... And the two lyrics were sung by Master Li after Ling'er saw them first.

Ling'er Lan has a wise heart, and after thinking about it for a moment, her heart is already like a mirror.

It's no wonder that a mysterious and very talented Fang Wenshan suddenly appeared in Bianjing recently...... Fang Wenshan, Stephen Chow...... Xingxing, you like to use pseudonyms!

After snickering for a moment, Ling'er carefully put away the lyrics, and then looked meaningfully in the northeast direction of the palace, and a smug smile rose on the corner of her mouth.

"Xiao Qi, you must know Mr. Fang Wenshan just like Miss Li, right?" Seeing Ling'er's expression, Zhao Huan's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he approached Ling'er with a smile, and continued with a flattering and pleading tone: "Introduce the imperial brother!" ”

When it came to Master Li, Ling'er twisted into a "eight" character when she showed her eyebrows, yes, Wu Zhi not only gave her the lyrics, but also gave it to Master Li, which made Ling'er's heart can't help but be filled with jealousy.

"I don't know any Fang Wenshan!" Ling'er pouted, and said to Zhao Huan a little willfully: "There is no such person in Bianjing at all!" ”

After speaking, Ling'er lowered her head and left the pavilion in a hurry.

"Huh? Little Seven, Seven Sons, Royal Sister ......"

Seeing Ling'er leave without looking back, Zhao Huan only had a helpless face.

Ling'er held the flute, although she was jealous and scolded Wu Zhi for being a big radish, but she was still in a very happy mood, and at the same time, Ling'er was secretly thinking that she must go to meet Master Li another day to see if her singing is as good as the legend.

Ling'er's jealousy is very characteristic of ancient women, she has no jealousy for the three ladies in Wu Zhi's family, and even respects her, but it is understandable to be jealous of Master Li, who let her know Wu Zhi first.

However, this kind of vinegar is also very light, and Ling'er is more curious, curious about the attitude of the legendary Master Li, who is not salty to anyone, towards her stars.

Ling'er is very smart, she doesn't think that Master Li is so cold to Wu Zhi.

………

After a few days of hurrying, Wu Zhi's team finally stepped into the Shandong territory.

The land of Qilu is the root of Wu Zhi, here, there are branches of Proud Building in any decent county, Wu Zhi rushed to live in the store, but it was like inspecting the branches.

Without exception, the shopkeeper of each branch was shocked and trembling after learning the identity of Wu Zhi, and now Wu Zhi is famous in Bianjing, and his reputation and talent are quickly spread all over the country, and it is blown very well inside the proud building, and every employee of the proud building is proud of Wu Zhi.

In the past few days, the purple swelling on Brother Yun's face has completely disappeared, and he has regained his youthful and angular appearance.

However, the disappearance of the wound mark does not mean that there is no injury, and this shame is still engraved in the hearts of Wu Zhi and Brother Yun.

Now, Wu Zhi's team came to the door of a hotel.

The signboard on this hotel does not say "Proud Building", but "Cross Slope Hotel".

The hotel of Mr. and Mrs. Zhang Qingsun Erniang.

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