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Su Zizhan and the others were in a terrible mood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I originally thought that the rare sky was cloudless during the Qingming Festival, and I was going to come to the West Lake to enjoy the flowers and fish, but I didn't expect that a sudden downpour was coming halfway, and all the people present who did not have umbrellas were drenched in soup in an instant. If it weren't for the Huxin Pavilion nearby, I am afraid that after returning home, everyone would be cold and bedridden.

But what is even more surprising is that some of them actually want to take away other people's oil-paper umbrellas.

The scholar who was caught red-handed by Chen Zhongqing was called Qin Shaoyou, his family was a famous textile and silk merchant in Hangzhou, who was originally uneducated and unskilled, and with the friendship of his parents and excellent silver taels, he was a vassal and elegant mixed into the middle of this group of literati, but his conduct and cultivation were not smashed out of gold and silver, and after Chen Zhongqing exposed the matter of stealing the umbrella, he immediately showed his stuffing, showing a surprisingly vulgar side.

", what is a lack of virtue. I just want to borrow this girl's umbrella, and I didn't steal it, why is it so ugly? ”

Qin Shaoyou, who was dressed luxuriously, not only did not take care of the loss, but took a step forward aggressively, pointed at Chen Zhongqing and scolded, "Besides, Lao Tzu Qin Shaoyou has money, I paid for this broken umbrella!" ”

With that, he took out a handful of broken silver from the hidden pocket in his arms and threw it on Song Wanwan's body, and several of the broken silver smashed into her forehead and pipa strings impartially, making a sharp and piercing sound.

Broken silver spilled all over the ground, Qin Shaoyou held his head high, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm disdainfully, "It's really damn bad." ”

The quarrel attracted everyone's attention, and even the fortune teller who was wiping his hair on the side stood aside to watch the excitement, hehe, hehe

Song Wanwan, who had been expressionless all the time, spoke, her voice was not loud, but it just overshadowed the sound of the rain beating on the jade plate, "I won't sell the umbrella, you can pick up the money." ”

Having a peaceful temperament does not mean that she has no fireworks.

Song Wanwan's retort aroused Qin Shaoyou's temper, so the object of the confrontation shifted from Chen Zhongqing to the female pianist, "What kind of temper do you blind man play, just you blind girl, no one will accept it if you sell it to the Qinglou!" If you are willing to give you silver, you can afford to look up to you, don't be ashamed. ”

Song Wanwan just sat like that, biting her lip and reddening her eyes.

Scolding prostitutes-prostitutes is a great shame for a girl.

She didn't do anything, there are few people in Hangzhou who don't know the wealthy Qin family, and she is a girl, and she doesn't dare to offend the rich son.

The atmosphere became solidified, and both sides were at a stalemate.

At this time, a fairly handsome scholar stood up and planned to break the siege, and he opened his mouth to explain for Qin Shaoyou, "In Xia Su Zizhan, this girl, my friend is not thoughtful, I specially apologize to him, and please bear with me." In this way, we will not return the umbrella to you, what do you think? ”

The conversation was quite knowledgeable, but the other party's attitude of understating and wanting to cover up made Chen Zhongqing unhappy, he had been observing the actions of the four people on the side, Qin Shaoyou had no one to stand up when a big man bullied a little girl, and he hated the hypocrisy of these scholars.

"It can't just be left at that."

At this time, Chen Zhongqing stood up and stood in front of this group of brightly dressed Hangzhou scholars, but it was a pity that he took refuge outside, missing a noble son's fresh clothes and angry horses, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like an ordinary person. People rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and sure enough, half of this kind of thing like Yushu Linfeng still has to be smashed out with money.

Song Wanwan felt that someone was standing in front of him, and was about to speak, but she heard Chen Zhongqing whisper to her, "Don't panic, with me, they don't dare to do anything." ”

Don't panic, she raised her head and "looked" at the hero who was protecting her in front of her, although she didn't know what it looked like, but at this moment, Song Wanwan's uneasy heart calmed down.

Chen Zhongqing said with a smile, "Under Chen Zhongqing, what this Qin Gongzi did has also been seen by everyone, regardless of whether he is stealing or not, and the scholar is not ashamed, okay, even according to what this son said, he can not care about it, but he does not apologize for scolding people and prostitutes, this matter is not over." ”

After speaking, Chen Zhongqing flicked his sleeves and made a gesture of unrelenting.

Su Zizhan was stunned, he didn't expect Chen Zhongqing's reaction to be even more aggressive than the person concerned, and he didn't know how to round the field for a while. Qin Shaoyou showed a swaggering posture and asked him to apologize, but there was no door.

The young man leaning on the pavilion pillar frowned, a little disgusted and disgusted by Chen Zhongqing, who was killed halfway. Seeing that Su Zizhan couldn't handle the other party, he also took a step forward, brushed the green silk stained on his forehead to the back, and joined this war of words, opening his mouth in a snarky tone, "Little belly chicken intestines, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, isn't it just a broken umbrella?" The gentleman doesn't move his hands, I see that this girl is also a pipa artist, and she happens to have a lot of research on vocal music in Xia Cao's string family, and I want to learn from the girl, if I win, the umbrella belongs to us, and you will shut up for me! ”

Only the man standing on the very edge looked at the situation in the pavilion with cold eyes, closed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

Cao Peixian's words added fuel to the fire, and instantly made the atmosphere in the pavilion become a sword and a bow. Even the fortune teller who watched the excitement couldn't laugh.

The rain is getting heavier.

Chen Zhongqing half-narrowed his eyes, vaguely remembered something, and said, "You said your name is Cao Peixian?" Cao Zhengxin, the pipa head of the Guangling faction, is your ......? ”

Cao Peixian, who didn't know that he was in trouble, smiled proudly, he nodded and said, "It's my father." ”

Chen Zhongqing remembered the man who came to the door a year ago and wanted to have a relationship with his second uncle Chunqiu but directly ate the closed door, which happened to be the head of the Cao family in Hangzhou, and he sneered in his heart. Even your father didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the left Cao Shilang of the household department, which onion are you Cao Peixian?

Chen Zhongqing took the pipa from Song Wanwan's hand, and he turned around and asked, "What if you lose?" ”

Cao Peixian seemed to hear a funny joke, he was already the unsurpassed realm of Hangzhou's national players, except for a few seniors in the family who had reached the pinnacle, how could he lose to an unknown blind girl.

"I'm not going to lose."

Chen Zhongqing shook his head, he didn't want to give up like this, "If you lose, it's not as simple as saying sorry, you have to kowtow in front of her and apologize before leaving." ”

Cao Peixian narrowed his eyes, endured the anger at the corner of his mouth, took the pipa, and sat down. Begin to pluck the strings and twist the strings.

The sound of silk and bamboo overshadowed the rain curtain, with the grace of Jiangnan music.

He wants to use a song "Six Units" to beat the crowd.

Like the surprise brought by the neon dress, the six began to sing and dance, and the rhythm of the slow board. Cao Peixian's solid foundation in summer and winter in winter is unexpectedly amazing, as a family of music schools, he has been exposed to much more than others since he was a child, so that at his age there is no other. The seniors in the family have a first-hand immortal guide and a solid foundation, although it is still a little less popular at this time, but it will be able to rank among the masters in a few more years.

Su Zizhan, who was standing on the side, listened to Cao Peixian playing "Six Units" with admiration, originally he was a little reluctant to Qin Shaoyou's bullying, but the unrelenting behavior of the scholar in front of him also made him very displeased, and he wanted to teach the other party a good lesson through Cao Peixian's hand.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he won.

After the end of the song, even the fortune teller sitting on the side was stunned, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As the only outsider in the pavilion, he looked at everything that was happening with cold eyes.

Cao Peixian returned the pipa to Song Wanwan, and sarcastically said bitterly and sarcastically, "The tone of this pipa is dull and frustrated, and sure enough, if it is not a high-quality instrument, it can only be sold and begged in the street pavilion." ”

Chen Zhongqing frowned, Song Wanwan's mood fluctuated, and he was afraid that he would not be able to perform his previous level as scheduled.

So he stepped forward, took over Song Wanwan's pipa, stared at Cao Peixian with calm eyes, and said, "Miss Song is inconvenient to learn from you now, so I will do it for you." ”

Cao Peixian raised his eyebrows and said mockingly, "Is she afraid?" Do you want someone to do it for you? ”

"No, you don't need her to do anything at your level, I'm enough. If you lose, I'll kowtow to you thirty times! ”

Chen Zhongqing stared at him, and the words were sonorous.

"Okay, if you have the ability, I'll wait to see you kowtow thirty heads!"

Song Wanwan wanted to speak, but was quietly stopped by Chen Zhongqing. She lowered her eyebrows, thought about it for a while, and knew what Chen Zhongqing was thinking, she said with a wry smile, "Childe, what's the matter, the slave family is just a geisha, not worth it." ”

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chen Zhongqing sat in his place calmly, regardless of the hazy smoke and rain outside the pavilion, and the black canopy across the rivers and lakes. Take a deep breath and get better. The fingers plucked the strings, and the sound of the pipa was like a spring thunder, exploding layer upon layer, and the horses were neighing.

In an instant, outside the small pavilion within a square inch, it was as if it was wrapped by thousands of troops, and the momentum was compelling. Even Song Wanwan, who has always been as plain as water, also looked surprised.

The layman joined in the fun, the insider watched the doorway, as soon as Chen Zhongqing made a move, Cao Peixian's face changed instantly.

"Master Cao, this is what you asked for."

"This song is called "Huaiyin Pingchu".

Chen Zhongqing paused and said word by word, "Also known as, "Ambush on All Sides." ”