In the middle of the night, the Canglang Garden, which had been noisy all night, gradually quieted down. The guests who participated in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info have left here one after another at this time and returned to the mansions of each family.

In the Wangshan Tower in the courtyard, Xiao Jing was sitting with his forehead propped up.

Socializing is the most tiring thing in the world, and now he is a little exhausted.

When the servant saw this, he brought a bowl of warm tea.

He took it and immediately took a few sips, and then he felt much more comfortable.

At this moment, Lu Kang and Wei Chengmou walked in.

"It's finally signed." Lu Kang sat down as he spoke, and the paperwork in his hand was also placed on the coffee table.

Wei Chengmou, who came differently from him, sat down at the bottom of him.

As soon as he sat down, Wei Chengmou also said: "Now that it's done, I can finally take a breath." ”

After saying that, a smile appeared on his tired face.

At this time, a servant brought tea to the two of them.

The two of them didn't care much at this time, so they both opened the lid and drank it all.

Xiao Jing then asked softly: "Those grain merchants have signed?" ”

"It's all signed." Lu Kang replied and put down the tea bowl, "I don't know what the situation is on Ziyu's side?" ”

"My burden is lighter than yours, and the Qiao and Xie families have agreed." After Xiao Jing finished speaking, he said to the servants beside him, "Go, change all the tea." ”

Then, according to his instructions, a servant brought new tea for the three of them.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the servant inquired about Lu Kang.

After Lu Kang nodded, the servant sent the paperwork on the coffee table to Xiao Jing.

Although there are many families in Suzhou, Xiao, Xie, Qiao, Lu and Wei are among the leaders. If his five families agree to the matter of raising grain, no one from the other families will dare to object. And the three of them represent three of the five, and the Xiao and Qiao families have a marriage, and the Xie family alone is naturally not easy to oppose this matter.

Therefore, the most troublesome thing in this matter of raising grain is still those grain merchants.

And now, these people have been cleaned up by Lu Kang and Wei Chengmou.

Since ancient times, there has been a general principle, that is, the poor do not fight with the rich, and the cheap do not compete with the noble.

These businessmen are all people who know how to reason, so they naturally understand this truth, and in the face of the power of the Assassin's Mansion, they have no choice but to admit it obediently.

After reading the paperwork, Xiao Jing exhaled, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

It's just that this incident is over, but there is another thing in his heart.

When he was busy, he had forgotten about Wei Jue, but now that he was free, he remembered the article again.

After taking out the paper from his cuff, Xiao Jing unfolded it in front of him and read it carefully.

At this time, his mood was different from Fang Cai.

After reading it this time, I felt that this article was loud, so I nodded again and again.

Seeing him like this, Lu Kang felt strange, so he asked, "What is Ziyu looking at?" ”

"An article." Xiao Jing said, looked at the two of them and asked, "You two, are you interested in having a look?" ”

He asked, and Lu and Wei became interested.

Seeing the two of them nodding, Xiao Jing handed the article to the servant and forwarded it to the two.

When the two of them read the article, Xiao Jing closed his eyes and pondered in his mind.

After a while, he opened his eyes and saw Lu and Wei both frowning, sitting there silent.

And the article was placed alone on the desk between the two.

"Two, what do you think of this article?"

His questioning brought Lu and Wei back to their senses.

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say." Lu Kang said, smiling bitterly.

Wei Chengmou's face was also full of bitterness, he sighed and said, "Hey, this article is telling the truth." ”

After hearing this, Xiao Jing asked again: "Two, can you know who wrote this article?" ”

"The handwriting of this article is peculiar, and the idea is even more special. These articles are only seen in my next life, and I really don't know who wrote them. Lu Kang said, shaking his head.

After listening to this, Xiao Jing looked at Wei Chengmou and said, "What about Brother Wei?" ”

Wei Chengmou immediately replied: "I, like Ji Ning, am also seeing this article for the first time, and I don't know the person who wrote it. ”

"Oh, that's weird."

Xiao Jing said, frowning.

When Lu Kang saw it, he asked, "What's strange?" ”

"The person who wrote this article has a deep relationship with Brother Wei, Brother Wei, don't you really know?" After Xiao Jing finished speaking, he looked at Wei Chengmou with a puzzled expression.

As soon as he said this, Du Kang also turned his head to look.

Wei Chengmou listened, frowned, picked up the article, and read it carefully for a while.

But in the end, he shook his head: "This handwriting is so peculiar, it is indeed the first time I have seen it here." ”

"That's it, that's it." Seeing that he denied it, Xiao Jing didn't ask, but said, "The person who wrote this article, I have invited him to the backyard, two brothers, would you like to meet with me?" ”

"Since it is fate to see it, it is naturally willing to do so." Du Kang immediately agreed.

Xiao Jing bowed slightly when he heard this, and then asked Wei Chengmou: "What about Brother Wei?" ”

Wei Chengmou also nodded: "Of course I want to see it, this article is so sharp, I really want to know which old man wrote it." ”

"In that case, please come with me."

With that, Xiao Jing stood up and led the two of them out of here.

It was pitch black outside, with only a few lights illuminating the way.

The sad wind of the autumn evening blew from the water, taking away all the wine on the three of them, and the spirit of the people also returned.

In a short time, the light reached the fragrance garden.

As soon as he entered the hospital, the dark fragrance of laurel wafted over, and then the sound of the piano also wafted over.

When he heard the sound of the harp, the lights stopped.

In that half-drunk and half-awake state, they were brought into a fantasy by the sound of the piano, and there seemed to be a mountain and flowing water in front of the three of them.

With the rhythm of the piano, the flowing water in the dream rushed down from the high mountain and finally merged into the deep pool of the mountain stream.

"Three alleys of the high mountain flowing water piano, a bottle of bright moon and clear wind wine. After getting drunk, Qu Hulin lay down, and there is no need to talk about honor and disgrace in this life. Mu Rong's half-que poem slowly came out of Lu Kang's mouth, "Good song, good song, the niece of the world, this song of mountains and rivers really has the style of Boya back then." ”

Xiao Jing listened to his beautiful words, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu is overrated, the voice of Boya, the swan song of the ages, if the little girl can be half a point in her life, it will be her creation." ”

After saying that, thoughts flew in his head.

Mountains and flowing water are the song of bosom friends, and when he saw his daughter playing this song in the inner room now, he guessed a little bit of his daughter's thoughts.

"What Brother Lu said is true, Ziyu is too modest." Seeing that the two of them opened their mouths, Wei Chengmou also said, "The niece of the world can have this piano power now, presumably because of her talent, and she may not be able to become a contemporary female uncle in the future." ”

After saying that, he laughed.

Xiao Jing also followed, showing a smile: "I hope so." ”

His daughter Xiao Minyue has been staying at home since she injured her leg.

This little lady who lives in the inner room all the year round has no love for other things, but has a soft spot for this piano art, which is also a manifestation of affection for things.

As a father, Xiao Jing knows this very well, so he has this wish now.

At this time, the sound of the piano was still the same, and the three of them stopped talking.

They stood there, quietly listening.

Under this bright moon, beside the laurel, the crystal clear lake water is flowing quietly, and the touching sound of the piano, such as crying and complaining, drifting far away, is really the moon and the evening flowers.

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