Chapter 53: Vinegar
Autumn Water Pavilion
When the twilight rain stopped, she opened the sedan curtain and was greeted by the cold air, she tilted her head and looked at the signboard of the flower building, and finally came here again.
"Junior girl, please."
She bowed her head slightly, lowered her eyes and walked towards the pavilion, but she sensitively heard the word "Qingzhi", followed by a male quarrel.
Looking back curiously, sure enough, a few figures fell across the sedan chair.
The thug stopped the person from entering, and she raised her eyebrows to look at the troublemaker.
It turned out to beβYang Shu asked.
"I have something to find Qingzhi, you let me in!"
"Hmph, let's go, all the nobles who are here here today are nobles in the city, don't be an eyesore here!"
"Qingzhi and I are in love, it's something that my grandmother knows, why are you stopping me?"
"Hey, you scholar, you don't have a strong body and a strong mouth, the old man doesn't care who you are, there is no post today, no idle people are allowed to enter, if you don't want to be beaten, hurry up and get out!"
"A first-time girl?" The sedan chair man saw that the woman was stunned and urged.
"Let's go inside." She tucked her windswept cuffs and spoke lightly.
Every step was light and calm, although he did not look back, it was as if Yang Shuwen's depressed face was close in front of him.
"Well deserved."
The word fluttering lightly, rolled into the noise in the cabinet, the fine needle fell into the sea, and there was no trace.
The first floor was already full, and the people who sat down were all the children of nobles, and her heart sank and she looked at the palanquin.
"This, this Qingzhi girl has something to do for the little one temporarily, so ...... It was a little late to pick you up, but luckily the feast hadn't started yet. The palanquin man explained with a look of shame that he hurried back all the way because he was afraid that he would miss the right thing.
"I don't blame you."
The face hidden under the veil crossed a sneer, and despite the surprise of the palanquin, he walked inward to meet everyone's eyes.
This frost-colored silver thread kaleido-the-flower gauze skirt, although the plain color is a little more elegant, but under the hall where thousands of lights are hanging, it seems that fireworks are in the dark, live fish enter the water, and the whole dress emits a colorful flowing silver light, wrapped around the willow waist, and it is very good from a distance.
Sikong Yao's eye for picking clothes is so good.
The Qiushui piano girl should dress more elegantly and elegantly, so as to be worthy of the sound piano skills.
Not to mention that the face under the veil is beautiful and moving, and this silver dress can also attract a lot of eyeballs.
Ying Zhichu didn't care about everyone's eyes, and looked around to see where the maid was, she had to find the qin first, since she was forced to come late, presumably the phoenix string qin had been delivered first.
The aristocratic sons were dazzling because of her appearance, looking curiously, and even talking about it.
"Who is this girl, how come I have never seen it?"
"I heard that Mama invited a Chinese musician to participate in the competition, could it be this girl?"
"The woman who left the country is so good?! A little musician is stunning, and the princess of the String Moon who has left the country is not more beautiful than a fairy! β
"Girl, my son-in-law is invited."
The hearty and high voice is mixed in the noise, which is extremely clear, and the discussion is gradually fainting.
Ying Zhichu looked at the person who came suspiciously, it was a young servant, with a cute smile on his face, how could he not bear to refuse.
"Girl, please come with me."
She hesitated, following the servant's gaze to a private room on the second floor where the beaded curtain was hung, but she couldn't see who was inside.
"I'm sorry, I'm here to compete, and I'm looking for my piano."
She explained intermittently that she didn't know how to treat people with smiling faces in her life.
The servant smiled cutely, "You can leave such a small matter to the little one, the drunken song song is about to start, and the grandmother and the mother are all ready to prepare, the little one happens to be familiar with them, and they can mix in to find it for the girl, otherwise the girl herself is afraid that she will be in a hurry." β
"Thank you." Feeling that what the servant said was reasonable, she didn't want to push it back, and followed his guidance to the private room on the second floor.
Jinjia disciple, as soon as she glanced at it casually, she recognized many childhood acquaintances, fortunately there was a veil to cover it, otherwise she would be even more at a loss.
It's better to open yourself up and deal with a strange boy than to deal with a group of acquaintances who might recognize you.
A row of private rooms are hung with beaded curtains, but the beaded curtains are of different colors.
In the middle of the excellent position, hanging a pair of water-colored streamer bead curtains, at a glance is very bright and fresh.
The servant waited silently for her to open the curtain, and she remembered the phoenix string qin in her heart, and ordered the servant.
"My case is a dark purple one, you don't have to admit it."
"The little eyes are bright, don't worry, girl."
"Hmm." Not doubting him, she opened the curtain and entered.
The layout of the private room is elegant, and the small futons are all bamboo-colored, which blends in with the light green brocade robe worn by the men.
He supported himself with one hand, glanced at her tight waist, and spoke coolly.
"Sit."
The veil bulged slightly, small folds, and it was her rapid breathing in a panic.
But when he was young, he could act, so his eyebrows and eyes were as usual, and his left foot moved slightly to turn away, but he forced himself to calm down and sit on the futon.
She wrapped up her hastily exposed wrist and felt the man's glare coming.
"Childe is good~" She greeted first, longing in her heart that he didn't recognize herself.
Qi Liangzheng pushed the sake that had been cold for a long time between her fingers, "Drink it." β
She covered her veil, but her eyes were full of doubt, "Why?" β
"You don't drink, what are you doing in here?"
The cold tone showed a slight anger.
Didn't he treat her as a 'wine girl' in Qiushui Pavilion?
She was stunned with her cooperation, and slandered in her heart: The gap between this attitude and the front and back is too big~!
No way......?
Does Qi Liangzheng treat women and men so differently?
"I have a cough today, and I don't drink easily." She blinked and made up a lie, and then with a hint of reluctance, she made a regretful expression that she desperately wanted to drink but couldn't drink it.
"Huh-"
Qi Liangzheng disdained to expose it, and closed his eyes slightly.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him carefully with side eyes, and realized that he was dressed differently than before, less feminine, more fresh, bright and handsome.
Sure enough, men in the world love to find soulmates.
Even Qi Liangzheng's ice cube is not exempt from vulgarity.
"Wow~"
The bead curtain sounded softly, and the servant held the piano case, and said with a smile: "Girl, take a look, the little one is not wrong." β
"That's it, thank you."
The servant did not dare to bother her, so he put it on the table himself, smiled kindly, and bent to withdraw.
Before and after, I didn't look indiscriminately at the room.
Ying Zhichu opened the piano box, stretched her eyebrows, this piano is the one that Sikong looked at at the house, she looked at the body of the piano, saw that there was no bump, and her heart was gradually satisfied.
"It's really like it."
A cool sneer floated from her ears, and her eyes were hastily puzzled.
"Childe, what do you mean?" Puzzled, he asked, and his heart was inexplicably panicked.
"You won't ...... Do you want to compete with this fake? β
He was interested, and looked at her with a sword eyebrow.
Ying Zhichu was stunned, what was he talking about!
False...... product, this piano is actually a fake?
Fingers inadvertently fell scratches on the piano case, and she raised her voice slightly to justify, "Impossible! β
The panic then dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, he regretted a little.
Sikong Yao's lofty demeanor came into mind, and she shook her head in surprise.
Looking at this qin with complicated eyes, he asked lightly, "How does Childe know that this qin is fake?" β
She knew she was asking nonsense, but that's all she could ask.
She can't tell him that I'm the male pet who went to your house in the middle of the night to steal the piano and didn't steal it, and gave you a thousand taels of medicine money?
He glanced at the piano with disgust, but did not reach out to touch it, "This layer of cinnabar plated on the outside has not yet been half a month, and this piano was temporarily created in the past half a year." β
She smelled the words and sniffed closer, and sure enough, there was a slight smell on the body of the piano, but it was masked by the aroma of the piano case, and it was not easy to notice if she didn't look closely.
I had an answer in my heart, the corners of my lips were slightly raised, and I explained softly.
"Childe is wrong, this piano is not a fake."
Qi Liang saw that she refused to admit it, so he laughed out loud, "Oh? What evidence do you have that this is not a fake? β
"I am a musician from the country, I had the honor to play Yale in the palace, the little clown technique into my emperor's blue eyes, he gave me this piano, what the son said is not true, all because of the dim lights, the son ...... Look away. β
She looked at him with a smile and whispered the last sentence intimately, for fear of slapping his face.
The fingertips hung down on the small table, as if the whole body was calm and composed, but the heart was undulating.
I only hope that when I move out of the backer of the emperor who has left the country, Qi Liangzheng can turn a blind eye.
She didn't know what Sikong Yao's move meant, but she had no choice, and she had to argue with her.
He waited quietly for her to finish, leaned over to her, and chuckled lightly with thin lips, "You really don't know the height of the sky, leaving the emperor in front of me, do you want to die?" β
She leaned a few inches sideways and said vaguely: "I don't understand what Childe means, Childe is probably eating too much wine, so it is not appropriate to stay here for more ......"
The slender fingers pinched her jaw, and waited for her to cry out in pain before she said coolly, "Do you know who gave me the phoenix string qin in my hand?" β
"......" His fingertips pressed slightly, and she was silent, forced to listen to him.
"It was given by the princess of strings who left the country, so ...... Whether your identity as a musician is true or not, I will know at a glance! β
After speaking, he let go of her, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands angrily.
was originally threatened through the veil, but he still acted like this, and he really disliked her to the point that he couldn't do it.