Young Master Wu said: "It seems that the person who holds the qin, and the qin is famous all over the world, and he got married in a hurry." It is said that after a period of Qin Se and Ming, it is a pity that after five years of marriage, the Qin monk has not come out, so he was disliked by his husband's family and finally abandoned.

Later, he went to Jizhou and was saved by the owner of Baolin Building, and he was grateful to him, so he became a musician in Baolin Building, and would come to Baolin Building to perform every day. ”

Old Lady Wu sighed, "It's also a poor person." She pushed open a slit in the window and looked down at the stage.

On the stage, a slender figure is sitting upright on the stage, with a guqin in front of him.

The slender fingers plucked the strings lightly, and the sound of the piano rose in a curling tone.

Dressed in white and wearing a veil, only her delicate eyebrows and eyes were exposed, and the most special thing was that she had a cinnabar mole in the center of her eyebrows.

Those eyes were black and white, pure and transparent, as if he only had this guqin in his hand in his heart, and it didn't look like the wind and frost he had experienced as the little master of the Wu family said.

"Nice! Good! That's good! At the end of the song, Song Lingyue applauded without hesitation.

She was the only woman in the huge lobby, dressed in begonia red, with a pretty face, and she was cheering at the woman on the stage regardless of her manners.

"This is the girl of that family, there are no rules, and she is making a loud noise in the lobby." Mrs. Wu upstairs frowned, and there was a little more disdain in her sight.

Young Master Wu stretched out his head to look, but Mrs. Wu closed the window, as if she didn't want her son to see the unruly girl.

Song Lingyue downstairs couldn't care about this, so she took a peony flower from the vase on the table and ran to the stage.

"You play the piano so well, this flower is for you." Song Lingyue also borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, with the apprehension of chasing stars and meeting idols on her little face, for fear that the woman in white in front of her would not accept it.

Unexpectedly, the woman in white smiled, although through the veil, Song Lingyue could still feel that she was laughing.

The smile in the eyes of the shearer became more agile, and the red lips lightly opened under the veil: "If the girl likes it, then I will make an exception and play another song for the girl." ”

"Good! All right! Song Lingyue happily spun around in circles, "Sister, play another song." ”

"Dare to ask the girl what she wants to hear?" Niannu looked up at Song Lingyue.

This can turn Song Lingyue down, Song Lingyue has no research on the guqin.

So he said to Niannu: "The girl just needs to choose a song she likes." ”

Nian Nu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then nodded again and smiled, "Okay, then I'll play another song." ”

I saw Niannu sit down on the piano bench again, plucking the strings with his ten fingers, tinkling and clanging.

The sound of the piano is completely different from the previous "Yongle Song", and there is a little more sadness and sorrow in the piano sound, which makes people feel a burst of pantothenic acid in their hearts after listening to it.

Looking at the Niannu who played the piano again, it was also like being half reminded of the sad past, and tears were rolling in the black and white pupils.

The mournful sound played in the lobby, and for a while, the guests in the lobby who drank tea, ate snacks and chatted couldn't help but listen to this mournful tune.

Song Lingyue frowned more and more when she listened to it, and the sadness in this music almost overwhelmed her.

"Let's change it." didn't wait for this song to finish, Song Lingyue said that she wanted to change.

The fingers of the nannu who played the piano moved, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Many of the guests in the lobby were listening to the excitement, and Song Lingyue wanted to change it, which immediately caused several people to be dissatisfied.

"How can you say that you can change the sound of the piano?"

"That's right! We've all listened well! How can there be such a reason! ”

"Miss Niannu, keep playing!"

"Miss Niannu, play it! She doesn't want to hear it, we want to hear it! Bounce it! ”

Song Lingyue stood up and looked around the hall, and said with a smile:

"As far as I know, Miss Niannu only plays the piano once a day in Baolin Building, and the song she plays for Baolin Building has already been played. Now Miss Niannu is playing the song for me, and I say I want to change it, so naturally I have to change it. ”

Song Lingyue had a tough attitude and refused to give an inch.

The sons who were upset with Nian Nu glared at Song Lingyue angrily, but Song Lingyue was also a woman, and she was still a very beautiful woman, so they couldn't speak.

"Miss Niannu, please change it. I don't like this sad song. Song Lingyue said bluntly.

But it provoked a brocade-clothed boy on the side to let out a chuckle, pointed at Song Lingyue and said: "Look at you like this, you don't know how to play the piano, this song is played "Cherish Flowers", which is a love tragedy in itself, and it is naturally a sad sound of the piano." ”

"Cherish Flowers"? What's that? Song Lingyue frowned.

Seeing that she didn't even know this, the brocade boy laughed even louder: "Then I'll be a good newcomer and tell you the story of "Cherish Flowers". ”

Song Lingyue motioned for Xiao Er to bring a pot of tea over, and served two plates of dim sum.

The brocade-clothed boy looked at Song Lingyue's posture, but he was not afraid, stood up, cleared his throat, and said:

"A long time ago, there was a Xiucai surnamed Zhao, whose parents died early in a poor family, and the only thing that accompanied him every day was a white orchid.

Zhao Xiucai recites to the orchid every day, shares his heart with the orchid, and after a long time, the orchid actually has spirituality, and at night it will turn into a young girl, and the girl's name is Bailan.

Ever since she was revealed, she would secretly help Xiucai pick up water, chop wood, wash clothes, make breakfast, and then return to the orchid every night when the first rays of sunlight shined on the horizon.

At first, Zhao Xiucai thought that the neighbor next door was kind enough to help him, but later he realized that something was wrong.

Finally one night, Zhao Xiucai pretended to be asleep and found the girl who was playing clothes by the well.

The girl was as elegant as an orchid, and her appearance was beautiful, which made Zhao Xiucai fall in love at first sight.

For three days, the maiden always appeared at the time of the child and disappeared when the first rays of sunlight appeared in the hour.

Every day, the girl chops wood, carries water, dresses clothes, and carefully waters the orchids on the windowsill.

Zhao Xiucai was gradually attracted to the girl, and unconsciously fell in love with her.

The white orchid was originally transformed by an orchid, but her cultivation was not high, and she could only appear for six hours a day, but because she was also full of admiration for Xiucai, she met him day and night.

The relationship is getting stronger, and Xiucai doesn't want to part with Bai Lan for a moment, and wants to marry her.

Bai Lan told Xiucai that if he could water the orchid with the blood of his fingertips for 100 days in a row, she would agree to marry Xiucai.

That Xiucai was naturally full of promises.

Bai Lan was overjoyed, and she became more and more attentive to the show.

Seeing that Xiucai couldn't afford rice paper when he was studying, Bai Lan used her own flower essence to brew honey and let Xiucai sell it in the bazaar in exchange for silver to buy rice paper and pen and ink.

Seeing that Xiucai's house was dilapidated, he hurriedly went into the mountains to find a century-old ginseng and asked Xiucai to sell it and renovate the house.

Bai Lan sacrificed herself wholeheartedly for Xiucai, and watched with joy as Xiucai's weak body gradually strengthened under her conditioning.

Since having Bai Lan, Xiucai doesn't have to worry about any chores every day except for reading, but Bai Lan is getting haggard day by day, and her only thought is to complete the 100-day period, transform into an adult, and marry Xiucai forever.

Xiucai went out to travel with his classmates and met a taxi by chance. The Taoist priest said that Xiucai's eyebrows and eyes were covered with dark clouds, and he was afraid that he was worried about his life.

The Taoist priest pinched his fingers and asked Na Xiucai, something wrong had happened at home recently, and he had met someone who was wrong.

That Xiucai told the Taoist priest about Bailan, and the Taoist priest said to Xiucai with a solemn face: If you are not of my race, your heart is different, and when tomorrow comes, you will suffer a great disaster.

Xiucai panicked and begged the Taoist priest how to crack it, and the Taoist priest gave him a talisman, plus a silver shovel, and told him to use a silver shovel to eradicate it when the time came. ”

The boy in brocade picked up the teacup and took a sip, looked around, and saw that everyone was looking at him, and his heart was proud.

"Go on." Song Lingyue didn't care about that, holding her chin and motioning for him to continue.

The boy in brocade touched his hoarse voice that had been talking for too long, I really don't know how those storytellers managed to speak for so long and their voices could stand it.

With a gentle voice, he continued:

Xiucai took the amulet and the silver shovel back, and saw that Bai Lan was sewing and mending his clothes under the light in the house, and the shadow was reflected on the window paper, which was very beautiful.

But when Xiucai took a closer look, he found that the shadow reflected on the window paper gradually turned into a swaying orchid.

Xiucai's mouth was bitter, and he suddenly felt that what the Taoist priest said was true, so he couldn't help but stand in two places, worried that the Bailan in the house would harm him.

When Bai Lan saw him coming back, she hurriedly got up to welcome him into the house, and when she saw that he had a bad complexion, she was concerned again, but Xiucai was afraid to avoid her, and only said that she was tired.

Bai Lan didn't doubt that there was him, and waited for Xiucai to fall asleep before returning to the flowers to rest, but she didn't know that Xiucai was not asleep at this time.

When the first rays of sunlight shined through the window lattice, Xiucai, who was lying on the bed, also opened his eyes, he quickly rushed to the window sill, raised the silver shovel given to him by the Taoist priest, and dug out the orchid roots on the window sill.

The orchid swayed and Bai Lan's panicked sound sounded, but Xiucai cut off the roots of the orchid with a silver shovel regardless of force.

At the moment when the orchid root broke, Bai Lan also let out a heart-rending scream, and rolled out of the orchid with a pale face, revealing its original form.

And Xiucai also revealed his true face, it turned out that it was not Xiucai who came back last night, but a Taoist priest who used immortal methods to hide his figure.

The Taoist priest was about to correct Bai Lan on the spot with a treasure weapon, and Xiucai, who had been hiding outside the house, finally couldn't help but rush out, begging the Taoist priest to show mercy and spare Bai Lan's life, he believed that Bai Lan was not harmless to people's hearts.

But the Taoist priest didn't listen, drove Xiucai aside, and used a staff to wipe out Bai Lan's spirit.

When Xiucai reacted, there was only one white orchid left on the ground with scattered petals.

Xiucai let out a roar of collapse, carefully hugged the white orchid in his arms, and cried.

His tears fell on the white orchid petals, and they emitted a ghostly light as if calling him.

Xiucai was overjoyed and hurriedly replanted the white orchid back into the pot, and the flower had little life again.