There was no way, Ji Chen had no choice but to tell Emperor Zhengde about the cause and effect, Emperor Zhengde nodded after hearing this, and said: "Well, reading that your move is really for the public, I won't pursue it, but you must not reveal my identity, and call me Huang San'er according to the old rules." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Your Majesty, I have to call you a master, the minister doesn't dare to call you that, and you will use this name to treat my sin again, it will not work!" Ji Chen was aggrieved.

"Okay, it's cheaper and cheaper, get up! I didn't expect you to come to this Fengyue place, I think it's very interesting, if you dare to resist the order, I will punish you to stay in Fuyue Tower forever! "Emperor Zhengde pretended to be ruthless.

"......" Ji Chen was speechless.

In fact, what Emperor Zhengde is most interested in now is that Wu Xian is actually the son of a military minister, and he has not seen him for many years, not only his appearance has changed, but even his temperament is different.

Speaking of which, Wuchen is a military background, and the martial arts in the memory of Emperor Zhengde are still arrogant and arrogant, with good skills and a strong physique.

Unexpectedly, the goodbye Wu Xian looked even weaker than the weak scholar, and this change was too fast and unexpected.

Ji Chen and Emperor Zhengde deliberately lowered their voices and chatted here, but Wu Xian next door was not idle.

Now that everything has been decided, it's time to practice the guitar to find a feel, in fact, in his previous life, he was just a student who had just taken the college entrance examination, for clubs, bars, pubs...... The impression is only at the level of television.

Now that he is painting cats and tigers, he is not very sure how good the result will be, but since he is ready, and while helping the Hu sisters and brothers, he can also let these girls find a new way in life, he is still very happy.

Touching the familiar strings, Wu Chen thought a lot, but he couldn't remember what happened to him before, and sighed silently, his fingers plucked, and the strings made a crisp sound, vibrating in the resonance box, and hitting the sound beam on the bottom plate back and forth.

The mellow timbre that was as crisp and delicate as flowing water and full of air came out, and Emperor Zhengde and Ji Chen, who were exchanging information, were suddenly stunned, is anyone playing the piano? Why is this sound so full, it is not at all like the tone of a plucked instrument that you listen to on a daily basis.

The penetrating sound of the acoustic guitar instantly spread throughout the second floor of Fuyue Tower, and the song was like a ripple stirring on the calm surface of the lake, spreading out in circles, and the doors were opened one by one from near to far, and the girls stopped what they were doing.

"Master Wu has a new song again, ah, it sounds so comfortable!"

"Yes, Master Wu's songs are always so special, it's good to listen to them every day."

"Master Wu sings well, every time I listen to it, it's so moving!"

"Let's just think about it, you see Hu Zhengyuan, who is always inseparable from Master Wu, and it makes people jealous when they look at it."

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The sound of the guitar was soothing and crisp, spreading from the second floor to a hug as people talked, and finally, even the construction workers stopped what they were doing and looked up to find the source of the music.

Lan Que'er came out of the room of the original strong son in the backyard, leaned against the door frame, looked up at the window of Wu Xian's room on the second floor, her eyes were complicated, and suddenly a flying knife pierced the door frame above her head, and there was a secret letter inserted on it.

He solemnly took down the secret letter, glanced at it, sighed, frowned, and turned back to the house.

Wu Xian was very satisfied with the customization of the modern cheongsam, although Hu Zhengyuan felt that this uniform was too unetiquette, but his eyes were shining, and his eyes never left the pink cheongsam specially made for him.

Finally, all the works were completed, and after spending more than 19,000 taels of silver, everything was ready, and after a simple celebration banquet for all the people of Fuyue Tower, the time for the reopening of Fuyue Tower was set for the next night.

The relationship between Huang San'er, Qiangzi and Ji Chen has developed very rapidly, and now the three of them have lived in the same room...... You know.

Sanniang is very worried, although Fuyuelou's business situation was not very good before, it was finally barely able to maintain, but now that so much has been invested and such a big change has been made, it is still unknown what will happen in the future.

"To be honest, Master Wu, do you have confidence? Why do I feel a little bit of a suspense in this matter more and more? "Sanniang is already a little drunk.

"Actually, I don't approve of the stinky boy's doing, but his father is rich, so I want me to say stinky boy, you should discuss with your father first, and see how to fill the deficit in the future." Ji Chen's cool words are very in place.

"Actually, my brother-in-law is impulsive, we have a few thousand taels of silver left in our hands now, if it is placed in an ordinary person's house, it may be regarded as a huge fortune, but it can be put on the expenses of Fuyue Building, I am afraid it will ......" Qiangzi is also worried.

"Childe, don't worry, I'm ready, no matter whether I succeed or fail, I will share it with you." Hu Zhengyuan's words were very firm, but it sounded like she didn't have much confidence.

"I think other people, a lot of porridge is a pot of things and things, Li Zuo'er used to have few words and a female baby's mouth to make a wide range of human beings, and now I don't do Zuo Si'er, in case I lose the class?" Even Lan Que is a little unoptimistic.

"Didn't you say it earlier, the money was thrown in, and what do you want me to do? All of them are an afterthought, eggs are used! Wu Xian's words were dissatisfied, but his tone was full of indifference, and even a little confident.

"Okay, remember to work hard tomorrow night, let's do it and see!" This is the last sentence of this celebration banquet, which was contributed by Wu Xian.

It's a man and a woman at night, all drunk, and the only one who is sober is probably the Pixiu on the new cashier in Fuyue Building, who didn't close his eyes all night, and if he closed his eyes, it would be scary.

The next morning, no one came out of the house, and everyone either slept in bed with their heads covered or got together to talk, and didn't seem to mind much about the success or failure of the night.

However, there was a strange tense atmosphere permeating the entire Fuyue Tower, and everyone was absent-minded in everything, even those who slept couldn't sleep well.

As the sun sets, the whole city of Suzhou is covered with a layer of blood-red remnant sun, the pedestrians on the street are gradually decreasing, and thousands of households are smoking, as if there is only Fuyue Tower, which has just begun to be lively.

Busy everywhere, Fuyuelou seems to have endless things to do from top to bottom, but people don't have anything in their hands at all, everything has been arranged, and it's strange that some people are busy.

Huang San'er was assigned to logistics by Wu Xian, and he was in a group with Qiangzi, mainly responsible for the deployment and coordination of various materials, and Ji Chen was responsible for the records of various entries and exits and the verification after the end of work.

Sanniang brought a group of girls who didn't have to perform to the door, lit firecrackers, smiled smartly, and waited for the invited guests and distinguished guests to come to the door.

As the night deepened, Lan Qi'er did not obey Wu Xian's arrangement, and hid in the backyard, fiddling with a cloth bag and a jar, the cloth bag occasionally squirmed, and the smell of the jar was so strong that even the crickets in the backyard disappeared without leaving a trace.