Almost at this moment, the clear, agile voice of Yueqin was heard in the distance—it was Kuang Lu's whim, stroking the qin in the empty courtyard.

Bianying and Jiagu Heng didn't speak again for a while, and the two listened in silence, only the burning thread of the incense was still slowly sinking in the room.

……

In the courtyard, the young man who always appeared with Kuang Lu hid in the dark with the pillar, but his eyes were staring at the tea room where Fang Ying was.

At the end of the song, the old man put down the Yueqin and turned his head sideways in the direction of the young man, "Qing Xiu." ”

Qing Xiu glared at Kuang Lu, "...... You old man, aren't you blind, how can you see me everywhere? ”

Kuang Lu smiled, "You are here again Mr. Fang, have you done your homework?" ”

"It's done early in the morning, I wanted to show it to my husband......"

Qing Xiu frowned and glared at the tea room with some annoyance.

Today, Qing Xiu did not have a bamboo flute hanging on his waist, and he held a puppet in each hand, with black eyes in his left hand and red eyes in his right hand, which looked a little old.

"When will that horned monster come out," Qing Xiu stomped his feet impatiently, "why does he keep holding on to Mr." ”

Kuang Lu said softly, "Every time he comes, he has to have a long talk with Mr., you go to rest, and send your homework to Mr. tomorrow morning." ”

"Every time?" Qing Xiu jumped up and ran to the old man's side, his originally gloomy face instantly became innocent, and he showed a flattering look, "So, do you know this person?" ”

"I don't know each other, I've just seen it."

"Who is he? Why do you have to talk for a long time every time you see a gentleman? ”

Kuang Lu smiled, but did not answer, the pair of eyes that had long been distracted looked ahead, holding the hand of Yueqin, and plucked the strings again.

Qing Xiu was about to step forward to make a fuss, but the door of the tea room behind him suddenly opened.

"Sir!"

Qing Xiu immediately let go of Kuang Lu's hand and ran to Fin Ying's side, and when he was still a few steps away, he suddenly saw Jia Gu Heng standing behind Fin Ying.

Jia Gu Heng was still immersed in the conversation between Fang Cai and Fang Ying at the moment, the contemplative face looked strange and cruel, and Qing Xiu instinctively stopped at Fang Ying's side, hiding behind him and looking at this monster.

"Kuanglu." Bleed Ying called out to the old man in the courtyard.

The old man got up.

"You take Jia Gu Heng to the guest house," said Blemish softly, "tell him what we're doing and what we're going to do these days." ”

"Sir!" Qing Xiu jumped up again - he wanted to get Flaw's attention so much, if it weren't for Mr. Flaw's hatred of being reached out to touch him the most, he would have grabbed Flaw's sleeve and shook it repeatedly.

Blemish lowered her head, "What's wrong." ”

Qing Xiu raised the two puppets in his hand high, "I thought of a solution today!" I can double the distance between two puppets, and I'd like to show you in person! ”

"It's too late." Blemish looked at him, "Tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow morning—"

Blemish shook her head again, "At night." ”

Qing Xiu was almost ready to put the sentence "What is the matter with Mr. Flawed tomorrow morning?" When I asked, I shuddered - Mr. Blemish didn't like to be chased for such a question.

He forced a smile, "Okay, okay, I know...... I know. ”

Not far away, Kuang Lu also listened to this conversation with a complicated expression, and he heard Jia Gu Heng's footsteps and slowly walked to him.

"Please lead the way." Jia Gu Heng said.

……

Under the dim candlelight, Jia Gu Heng listened to Kuang Lu's narration while flipping through the roster—except for the subset of scriptures and histories, he liked to read this kind of thing the most.

These rosters contain the names, official positions, and short biographies of most of the noteworthy people in Luoyang.

Jiagu Heng didn't care about the latter two, his gaze quickly swept over the list of names, like a diner reading a recipe.

By the time Kuang Lu finished what he had to say, the roster in Jia Gu Heng's hand was almost turned to the last page.

"Did Mr. Jiaya see a name you liked?"

Jia Gu Heng raised his eyes and glanced at Kuang Lu, and his gaze fell back to the book, "My husband doesn't need to call me sir, just call me Jia Gu Heng." ”

Kuang Lu laughed, "Okay." ”

Jia Gu Heng clenched his left hand into a fist, propped his cheek, and continued to turn back page by page, "There are no special names, they are all too ordinary, or too weak - in comparison, I prefer your name." ”

"Kuang Lu, Ayu, Qing Xiu......" Jiagu Heng called out to his companion who he saw in the Defective House tonight, and licked the corners of his lips with an extremely peaceful expression, "Well, it's all good,"

Although Kuang Lu heard the shallow praise in Jia Gu Heng's words, the old man couldn't help but feel a chill behind his back.

Jia Gu Heng closed the roster, threw it into the messy pile of books on the side, and took out another new roster and began to flip through it.

He whispered, "I originally heard that there was a musician named He Kui in Luoyang, and I wanted to take his name on this trip, but Mr. wouldn't let me touch him—has my husband ever seen this person?" ”

"Like you, a couple of sides."

"What kind of person do you think he is?"

"It's hard to say."

"Hmm......" Jia Gu Heng let out a meaningful moan, but his eyes never looked at Kuang Lu again.

The quality of the names in this roster is much higher than that of the previous ones.

Xingzhen - catchy is catchy, but it is too upright to name these two words.

Yi Shu - Not bad, but he only used a name with the same "Yi" a few days ago, and he doesn't want to use this word for the time being.

Turned another page.

Ji Ran......

Tsk, like a woman's name.

"It's not too early, so you should rest early." Kuang Lu got up and went to clean up the roster that had been thrown away by Jia Gu Heng, "You have to leave here before dawn tomorrow, and you don't have much time to rest." ”

"Bothered." Jia Gu Heng casually closed the roster and planned to return it to Kuang Lu - but at the moment when the pages flipped over, a name fell into his eyes like a spark.

He quickly withdrew his hand, and quickly flipped the roster to the page where it had just been.

Du mocks.

Mocking wind.

Jia Gu Heng suddenly felt a buzz in his head—this feeling, just like when he first heard the name He Kui, goosebumps broke out all over his body, and some kind of mixed greed, joy, and thirst for killing churned.

Oh, the so-called lost east, harvested mulberry elm, probably refers to this situation.

……

The next morning, when she woke up, the three people who had visited yesterday had already left.

He got up and went down as usual.

Although he had refused Qing Xiu's request to come over in the morning yesterday, he didn't have anything special to do this morning—at least not at the moment.

In such a leisure moment, he still prefers to be alone, and then think about some useless little things.

Like, will she come today.

Since yesterday, she had an intuition that Feng Yan would visit today-yesterday, someone from Feng's mansion came to the door and said that Feng Yuandao had obtained a few koi fish and planned to send them to the mansion in person today.

This was a relatively natural opportunity to meet, and if Feng Yan really wanted to continue the previous conversation, she should have seized it.

After washing, Bin Ying raised her left hand and looked at her left arm in the sunlight - there was a restraint mark on it that was exactly the same as Feng Yan's right arm.

"Sir." Ayu's voice came from not far away, "Someone is knocking on the door outside. ”

Bleed Ying stretched out her hand and smiled and loosened her shoulders, "Got it." ”

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