The same accompaniment, the same lyrics, the same voice.

The group of scholars and wealthy businessmen and officials downstairs still listened to it with great emotion and sadness, this is the heart of the men who visit the kiln!

After half a ring, the song was finished again, and Ning Zhiyuan said indifferently, "After an hour, that is, in the unitary hour, there will be a different song." ”

This is what Ning Zhiyuan has already thought of, the same song, if it is sung every day, it will inevitably be a little monotonous, but if it is alternate with several songs, it can be improvised.

Upstairs is a small room, it is Liu Ru is previous room, it is still the same magnolia, Ning Zhiyuan looked at all this, but their owner was no longer there, he was already in his own home, and a sense of pride surged in his heart.

"Ning Gongzi, someone is here." Outside the door, Mother Liu said that this was also one of their agreements, and Ning Zhiyuan wanted to hand over these songs to the person designated by Mother Liu.

"Come in." Ning Zhiyuan said lightly, what is the use of this kind of thing when the Ming Dynasty is about to die? He didn't care about that.

The door opened, and the three people outside the door entered the room, Ning Zhiyuan took a look, among the three people, one was Liu's mother, and the other he also recognized, but it was the woman who took the singer in Meixianglou that day, probably in her twenties, and a little girl carved in pink, who seemed to be only eleven or twelve years old, and he had never seen it.

"Are you going to let her pick up such a little girl?" Ning Zhiyuan was a little uncomfortable, but he wouldn't show more than obviously. So there is this question.

He couldn't do that much.

"That's not it, but it's just that Xiangjun has the best tunes, so let her learn Childe's masterpieces, and she was the one who was accompanying Childe just now, and we all let them debut at the age of fourteen." The older woman was stunned for a moment before replying, probably not expecting such a question.

The little girl's eyes also flashed inexplicably.

"Yes." Ning Zhiyuan suddenly felt that the older woman in front of him was much better than Mother Liu, probably knowing the name of the little girl in front of him, Xiangjun, is there anyone else besides Li Xiangjun?

And the facts of history also tell him that Li Xiangjun really has a mother who really cares about her, although she is in the Qinglou, this Li mother can marry for her.

"Yes, Childe, Xiangjun will play a song for you later, but he won't show his face." Mother Li continued, she felt that Ning Jieyuan, who was famous in Jinling, seemed to be different from other readers.

nodded, Ning Zhiyuan agreed, teaching anyone is teaching, and he is even more willing to teach Li Xiangjun.

Mother Li and Mother Liu withdrew from the room, leaving only the two of them in the room, Li Xiangjun asked a little mischievously, "Ning Jieyuan, is Sister Liu okay?" ”

This girl must have a face that is not inferior to Liu Ruyi when she grows up.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled naturally and said, "I will naturally let her live well, do you know her?" Also, Xiangjun, you can call me Ning Gongzi or Brother Ning, don't call me Ning Jieyuan. ”

"Well, then Ning Gongzi is fine." Li Xiangjun tilted his head and said, obviously not too entangled in this title, "Sister Liu and I have known each other for many years, I believe you will be good to Sister Liu." ”

Ning Zhiyuan nodded, didn't say anything, and directly hummed a new song, which was exactly what he was going to sing later, "Blue and White Porcelain", this time Ning Zhiyuan was not going to use the ancient song to accompani, but let Li Xiangjun play with his own tune, I have to say that although Li Xiangjun is still a child, he is still very good, and he will pop up the feeling he wants after a while.

He thought, Mother Liu is also a smart person, although she loves money too much, but she still knows that the husband is not guilty, and the truth of sitting on the wall, the thirteen green buildings by the Qinhuai River, if you don't find a strong partner, how can you develop smoothly?

Mei Xianglou is a good partner, Li's mother Li Zhenli has a wide range of contacts, and it can be seen from the last poetry meeting.

And after Li Xiangjun played the effect that Ning Zhiyuan wanted, she was alone in the piano, and from time to time she looked at Ning Zhiyuan who was making tea alone on the side of the board, her movements were so clumsy, how did such a person write such good poems, and how did she make such a special melody, she couldn't help but be a little curious.

Ning Zhiyuan began to pour tea into the teacup, the teapot was three or two feet away from the cup, and he saw that Liu Ru did just that.

"Poof~poof." Li Xiangjun laughed, squinting at Ning Zhiyuan, who was spilling water everywhere in front of him, "Young Master Ning, let's let Xiangjun come, Childe, you don't seem to be very good at fiddling with these tea sets." With that, he stood up and sat down opposite Ning Zhiyuan.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't appreciate it very much, he was still persistently pouring tea by himself, poured two cups, and put one cup in front of Li Xiangjun.

"I don't know how to make tea," Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile, "I have only drunk tea that has been brewed twice, you can taste it." ”

Li Xiangjun took a sip and said very honestly, "But it's very ordinary." ”

Ning Zhiyuan nodded, drank to himself, and said, "It will be fine in the future." ”

At the time, Ning Zhiyuan looked at the night and walked out slowly, while Li Xiangjun quietly followed behind and held the piano like a good baby.

The brisk prelude sounded under Li Xiangjun's piano, and there was an instant silence below, and Ning Zhiyuan sang along with it.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes, and the peony depicted on the bottle body is just like your first makeup, and I know what is going on through the window, and the pen on the rice paper is half shelved."

"The glaze rendering of the charm of the lady's picture is privately hidden, and your smile is like a bud waiting to be released, your beauty drifts away with the wind, and goes to a place I can't go"

"The sky is blue and waiting for the smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you, the smoke rises faintly, thousands of miles across the river, and the elegance of the previous dynasty is depicted in the book at the bottom of the bottle, just when I foreshadowed to meet you"

The guests below were stunned when they heard it, and they were already ready to be sad and sad, which tune is this? The mood is inexplicable, but it has become a little lighter.

"This combination of words and music is wonderful." Someone took a picture of the wine case, "Although it is different from the feeling of the previous one, it is also a different taste." He exclaimed, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively again

"Why didn't Ning Gongzi just teach Xiangjun the tune, and he didn't say the words with Xiangjun." Li Xiangjun snorted, his hand that was surprised for the first time almost shook off the strings, and he was to blame!

Ning Zhiyuan was a little surprised when he heard the little girl in front of him with some coquettish words, "Aren't you all just in a minor key?" I don't seem to have much effect when I say words. ”

"You hum." Li Xiangjun raised his head and said, "Anyway, next time you have to say it one by one." ”

"By the way, did you write that word to Sister Liu?" She thought to herself, such a straightforward word must have been written for her lover, and it must be Sister Liu.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled, didn't speak, let her guess.

This is not a love song in the first place. But it has the flavor of love songs.

When he returned home, perhaps because Liu Ru was in the house, Xing Yuan's little girl didn't run out and threw herself into Ning Zhiyuan's arms again, which made him a little unaccustomed, and suddenly remembered that Li Dingfang insisted on living in the military tent with more than 2,000 people, I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for me.

I looked at the progress of the glass as usual, and then Ning Zhiyuan thought, Li Dingfang thought about himself so much, should he be as Dingfang thought?

Cheered himself up, and Liu Ruyi's appearance appeared in his mind, and then Ning Zhiyuan resolutely decided to go back to his room and sleep.

With a little grievance, Ning Zhiyuan still lay on his bed, and suddenly he felt as if something was wrong