(Replace the new chapter in a while) Jiang Liu's mouth couldn't stop shouting "Eh, eh", but he was not covering his hand on the ground, but his belly that had been suppressed by Wang Lu's.

Wang Lu smiled indifferently and sat in front of the couch with a folding fan.

Meng Fanrui smiled lowly, looked at the teacups on the couch and staggered, and asked with a displeased face, "Where's the tea!" ”

Shen Kang said: "There is. ”

This Meng Fanrui, who was born tall and big, but he made this kind of joke, he is really an iron man on the outside and a little public act on the inside.

Shen Kang's eyes rolled slightly, he raised his hand to pick up the crooked teacup on the couch, reached out and scooped a cup of river water in the river beside him, raised his hands, and said, "Uncle Meng, please." ”

Meng Fanrui was slightly stunned and said, "This is the tea you invited me to drink?" ”

Shen Kang lowered his eyes to look at the water in the teacup, and Nunu said: "As soon as Uncle Meng came, the sky fell apart, and even the teapot jumped into the ......river by suicide."

"Although this tea is a little lighter, it is indeed brewed from the pot of tea just now, Uncle Meng doesn't believe it, just taste it."

Shen Kang's timbre is beginning to take on the voice of a teenager, it is a wonderful sound, it blends between a child and a teenager, and with his pretended to be sparse at the moment, it is suddenly full of fun.

The point is... His serious nonsense is very convincing.

Meng Fanrui was thinking, is it really because he doesn't read much, so he hasn't heard of this truth?

However, I have heard of the term "Momei" before.

Isn't there such a poem: My family washes the inkstone pond tree, and all the flowers bloom with light ink marks. Don't let people praise the color, just flow clear and full of goodness.

The poem says that there is a plum tree next to the small pond where the inkstone is cleaned at the poet's house, and because of the water in the inkstone pond, the flowers on the tree are all dark and shaded......

Plum trees that have been watered with ink can change color, so how can a river with tea leaves become a river of tea, isn't it so hard to believe?

Meng Fanrui thought like this and reached out to take the tea.

Shen Kang raised his eyes slightly, no, it wouldn't be believed...... He looked at the big man like a hill, but he didn't expect him to be so pure... Pure.

The teacup was almost to his lips, Meng Fanrui suddenly turned his head and said to Wei Wurui: "Wurui, this tea is for you to drink." ”

Wei Wuyi smiled and waved his hand, and said, "This is the tea that the prince invited Uncle Meng to drink, and the villain didn't dare to accept it." ”

"What nonsense!" Meng Fanrui flashed a few times and came to Wei Wurui, looking at him with condescending eyes, as if to say: Boy! Drink it for Uncle Ben! Don't drink? Remember your broken arm?

Wei Wuyi smiled "hehe", took the teacup with both hands, tilted his head, and drank the "tea" in one gulp, the cool river water crossed his throat, which was refreshing.

Wei Wuyi raised his hand to wipe the water stains at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and praised loudly: "Good tea!" It's really good tea! ”

Shen Kang almost believed it.

Meng Fanrui no longer had any doubts, stepped to the edge of the boat in two steps, and said, "Boat man, where is the most pedestrians in the tea house?" ”

Shen Kang, Wang Lucao and others... Uncle Meng, you are so simple, and how much money are you lacking?

The captain smiled and said, "Fengyang Mansion, with its vast territory, is naturally a hundred times stronger than this Guide Mansion!" ”

"Good!"

Meng Fanrui stared at the water with a pair of bright eyes, and said: "Let Uncle Ben take a tea bath first, and then go to Fengyang Mansion to open a tea house for a few days to earn some silver taels!" Hahaha! ”

Before the laughter was over, he kicked his feet and threw himself into the river.

"Huh!" Shen Kang got up and tried to stop him, but he was sprayed with water.

Meng Fanrui is worthy of being a "character" who has been kicked into the sea, and his kung fu to float in the water is really not shallow. As soon as he arrived in the water, he floated and fell like a flying fish, and I saw him stretch out his arms and open the water, which made him look very chic.

Wang Lucao laughed and said, "If you don't agree, you will be willful, Uncle Meng is really stylish." ”

Shen Kang laughed with him, didn't care about the splash on his face, sat down, and said, "Ah Shu!" Hold the piano! ”

Shen Kang doesn't like to practice the piano the most, but today he has Yaxing who plays the piano? Liu Shu gave up his hand, entered the low shed, and after a while, he took the piano case out.

Shen Kang took out the piano, and did not wait for Liu Shu to put it on the piano table, lit incense, and raised his hand to pluck.

"The timbre is beautiful, the pitch is accurate." Wang Lu said: "Although it is not common for you to practice the piano, this piano is good." ”

Shen Kang sat at the water's edge, dressed in a light green robe, bowing his head slightly, and his thin clothes flew with the river breeze. The fifth emblem of the piano is facing the heart, raising his hand to caress the qin, with a clear and cheerful smile on his lips, and between the light hooks and slow twists, a series of pleasant and beautiful sounds flow from his fingers.

The Marchand River is convenient, and the mountain shadow is reflected on the water surface, and the water is rippling.

In the early spring, the green curtains of the mountains are stacked, like the appearance of a girl covered with a thin veil smiling gracefully, long and long. Flocks of unknown birds on the horizon sprung up from among the trees, swept over the top of the hill and flew low over the water.

Shen Kang's piano skills are not very good, but in such a scene, in such a mood, it seems to be very appropriate.

Wang Lucao felt deeply touched in his heart, nodded slightly, looked at Yumo, Yumo nodded, and got into the low shed.

At this time, Jiang Liusu had already changed his clothes, and he was also stunned when he heard this, and said, "Shen Kang is playing... The mountains and rivers of the northern faction. ”

Wu Yang replied: "I heard that the high mountains and flowing water of the Northern School are composed of four songs: "Qin Yue", "Wind Shakes the Bamboo Forest", "Luan Ling Quiet Night", and "Shuyue", also known as "Four Duanjin". ”

Jiang Liusu smiled, nodded, and said, "When the piano master was teaching, you were dozing off, but I didn't expect it, but I remembered it." ”

Wu Yang hung his head in shame and did not answer.

Jiang Liuxuan continued: "In the past, the pianist played this song, but it was not as elegant as the rhythm of Shen Kang's play today, with a timeless aftertaste, and quite a "towering mountains, flowing water" style. ”

Jiang Liuxuan got up suddenly, laughed and walked out of the low shed, and sang: "There is a gentleman, take heaven and earth as a day, ten thousand periods as a moment, the sun and the moon as a barrier, and the eight wildernesses as the court. There is no line, there is no room, the curtain is on the ground, and the indulgence is as it is. If you stop, you will be obsessed, and if you move, you will carry the pot, only the wine is the business, and you don't know the rest? ......”

At this time, Yumo brought the piano box, Wang Lucao personally opened the piano box, put the piano on his knees, his face was cheerful and clear, and his fingertips touched the strings, which was to match the sound of Shen Kang's piano.

Shen Kang's piano sound shifts his fingers and changes the tone with a virtual tone, and the rhythm appears and disappears from time to time, like the top of a high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist.

Wang Lucao's piano sound is clear and clear, lively and smart, its rhyme is melodious and melodious, like flowing clouds and water, and then coupled with Jiang Liu's recitation......

Everyone closed their eyes and listened, only to feel that the mountains are surrounded, the flowing water is clear, as if placed between the mountains and the flowing water, such a perfect ensemble, it is difficult to find in the world.

Shen Kang's heart was happy, and the music on his fingertips was also more open with the change of mood, he turned his fingertips and played the music with the fingering method of "rolling, whisking", and the tune turned like a dragon soaring for nine days, whistling the color of the sky.