When Jiang Rusong led the soldiers to leave, the whole street seemed to be quiet again.

The shattered door panels were neatly stacked at the entrance of the store, and the main hall was pressed with sand to extinguish the fireworks, and there was still an unpleasant smell of burnt paste.

On the roof directly opposite the Tingxian Workshop, two men sat on the ground, one wearing a black suit, and the other wearing a beige robe and an azure cotton coat.

It was Ling Jun and Wan Jingchu.

"Drama has to be a little bit of trouble to look good."

As he spoke, Ling Jun picked up the wine jar, poured a large mouthful into his mouth, and then bit off a whole piece from the rabbit leg in his left hand.

"No matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of dog bites, even if you have all kinds of skills, you shouldn't be so good with him and compete with force."

"Not to mention, your father's property is not suitable for basking in the sun."

"Just because he has a father with a knighthood, you don't want to fight with him for justice and fairness."

As he spoke, Ling Jun had already solved the rabbit leg he was holding in his hand, threw the bone into the street, picked up the jar, and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

"Why help me?"

Wan Jingchu seems to be a little uncomfortable, getting along with a "bold" person like Ling Jun.

In his hand, he held a jadeite-carved cup the size of a tea cup, and in the cup, about a third of the glass of wine was filled.

"It's not a help."

Ling Jun didn't mind at all, Wan Jingchu drank the wine as poison, he said as he wrapped himself in the roast rabbit in the oil paper, and tore off one of his hind legs.

"Yuan'er is my sister."

"She was careless and implicated you, and I, as a brother, naturally can't sit idly by."

Ling Jun knows Zhu Yaoyuan's sister better than anyone else.

She was originally a lively child, and she became like this because three years ago, the old lady who was ordered by the queen to be beaten to death because she was greedy for playfulness.

It was as if she had suddenly grown up in just one night.

It's like, it only took one night, and he completely forgot what carefree is and how to talk to his brother.

Etiquette.

Learned.

Steady.

Sagacious.

Be kind to people.

Versatility.

It seems that it only took a very short time for her to become a model for the famous ladies of the family to look up to.

However, she won't laugh anymore.

To be exact, I won't laugh heartlessly like before.

She made him feel distressed.

He would rather that she was like Zhu Ling, who didn't do her job all day long and caused trouble everywhere, but she could really laugh because she was happy, instead of, like now, she used laughter as a weapon and armor.

Now, he's got to protect them!

It's not like three years ago, I could only watch her, holding the old woman's corpse, crying and fainting in the snow.

He......

"She didn't implicate me."

"It's because I can't get used to hearing their plots, so that they can harm the princess by pickling methods, and insult them first."

Wan Jingchu paused slightly.

This is not the first time he has used the word "princess" to call Zhu Yaoyuan.

But this time, when he said these words, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"She competed with me."

"But there is no beginning and no end."

"That's not right."

Wan Jingchu has been living in Yanjing for two years.

But for him, who is obsessed with the art of the piano, this place is not much different from the mountain grass hut where he lived before.

He still gets up every morning, reads, practices swords, plays the piano, eats the three meals sent to the desk by the falling snow, wears the clothes, shoes and socks prepared for him by Jingyun, incense his mother's portrait, and then bathes and sleeps.

Although, as a rule, some dressed women came to discuss the art of the piano with him, he was not at all interested in their clumsy skills.

At first, I reluctantly dealt with them for a few words, but later, I simply told them, I play, you listen.

Until, I met Zhu Yaoyuan.

She is like a dragonfly, always able to "unintentionally" break through his pool of stagnant water, so that he can get a glimpse of the new possibilities of piano art.

Until now, he had always felt that she was inferior to him.

The subtlety of the rhetoric is due to coincidence, and even the fact that he gambled on the piano and won his "listening strings" was all due to luck.

But today, after listening to her play the half of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", his thoughts have completely changed.

She's hiding it.

She is not at all, she can't play the second half of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", she just, she just wants to find a reason to lose the piano to him and not take away his favor!

"Yuan'er's piano was learned from my mother."

"She plays well."

"But...... It's been a long time since I've heard her play......"

Hearing Wan Jingchu say that Zhu Yaoyuan was fighting with him, Ling Jun was stunned for a moment.

The so-called piano fighting can only be carried out by people with comparable skills.

And he seems to remember that three years ago, when Zhu Yaoyuan was a five-year-old child, his mother sighed that she was afraid that if she was a few years older, or encounter some setbacks, she would be able to fight with her.

Even if, in the past three years, Zhu Yaoyuan's perception has not been refined, and it has not surpassed their mother Concubine Li, this Wan Jingchu, a commoner, no, it should be said, is the son of a killing maniac, even when he was young, he grew up in the mountains, and he devoted himself to practicing the piano......

Could it be that they are fighting "Ambush on All Sides"?

If you talk about entering the song with murderous spirit, the momentum of Broken Nian Lou is indeed unparalleled, even if Zhu Yaoyuan loses, it is not surprising.

"What are you fighting for?"

In everything, there is a preconceived idea.

Ling Jun asked, but in his heart, he had already decided that Zhu Yaoyuan admitted defeat halfway because he chose the wrong piano song.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix."

"I didn't play as well as her, but she only played half of it and refused to play it again."

Wan Jingchu is a person who realizes later.

In his concept, the qin music is the qin music, and there is no other meaning.

"My mother said that the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" can only be played to one person for a lifetime."

Listening to Wan Jingchu, the song that Zhu Yaoyuan fought with him was "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", Ling Jun held the hand of the wine jar and paused slightly.

The wine with the aroma of osmanthus also spilled a few drops because of this.

It seems that he needs to find a time to talk to Zhu Yaoyuan.

If she really pleases this Wan Jingchu, he needs to make plans in advance and try his best to fulfill her.

If...... She is just a child's heart, with the mind of playing, and this nonsense with Wan Jingchu, he has to teach her a good lesson, so as not to cause her to ignite**......

Wan Jingchu is the young master of the Broken Mind Building.

As far as he knew, this Broken Nian Building, in the ranking of the rivers and lakes, was only two times lower than the Celestial Gate, and if it was only about the killer organization, it was even more deservedly the second major sect.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

If Zhu Yaoyuan is "wanted" for playing this young master of the Broken Nian Building, it means that he, as a brother, will not be able to protect his desperate situation!

"So, what do I have to do to be lucky enough to hear her play the whole tune?"

Listening to Ling Jun say that his mother had an explanation, this "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" can only be played to one person for a lifetime, Wan Jingchu suddenly felt that his heart was "bright".

This kind of "brightness", which he had never experienced in his previous life, made him happy inexplicably.

"There are some things that you might as well ask her yourself."

"Although I am her brother, it is inconvenient for me to make decisions for her."

Glancing at Wan Jingchu's reaction, Ling Jun suddenly felt his heart tighten, and secretly said "not good".

Wan Jingchu is a "chick" who has never experienced it, and he doesn't understand what kind of thoughts he has about Zhu Yaoyuan, but he has tasted what it is like to have a heart trap.

This girl, really, really......

"Then I'll go ask her."

Wan Jingchu hesitated slightly, and then, looking up, he drank the small half of the wine that had been pinched in his hand for most of the night.

The wine is fragrant, but spicy in the throat.

Wan Jingchu, who had never drunk alcohol, choked with tears in his eyes by this small half glass of wine.

"This thing is obviously so unpleasant, why are so many people obsessed?"

Looking at Ling Jun in confusion, Wan Jingchu's face, which was slightly fairer than ordinary people, was a light peach color at this time.

"Practicing the piano is hard, and you often wear out your fingers, why, you haven't given up?"

Ling Jun did not directly answer Wan Jingchu's question.

He smiled and looked at the wine jar in his hand, facing the direction of Jiangnan, and slowly raised it, as if he was drinking with Liu Qingxin who was far away.

"Jean can calm down."

Wan Jingchu didn't know what special significance Ling Jun's actions were.

But out of respect for Ling Jun, he was still serious and answered the question.

"Wine is also acceptable."

Ling Jun took a sip of wine, turned to Wan Jingchu with a smile, and looked at him.

"The piano can tell people."

Wan Jingchu still did not give up, and continued to emphasize to Ling Jun that practicing the piano is different from drinking.

"Wine is also acceptable."

Ling Jun was still smiling, as if he had seen Liu Qingxin's low eyebrows and smile far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Jean hurts."

Wan Jingchu obviously did not agree with Ling Jun's statement.

He doesn't understand wine, and he doesn't understand people's hearts.

"Wine is also acceptable."

Ling Jun took a deep breath and drank the remaining wine in the jar.

The wine ran down his neck and seeped into his neckline.

At this moment, he no longer seems to be the formidable "evil star", but a prodigal son who only hopes to be able to be with him, to fight the world, to see the fall, and to count the clouds.

"I don't understand you."

Wan Jingchu pursed his lower lip and said honestly.

"Don't say it's you."

"Even I often can't see through what I am."

Throwing away the empty wine jar, Ling Jun flew off the roof, walked slowly, and walked towards the front hall of Tingxian Fang, which had lost the smell of burnt paste.

……

Hearing that Tingxianfang was burned, the four people who lived on the second floor of the shop were abused and killed, and Zhu Yaoyuan, who was holding a plate of pear blossom cake and preparing to sell to Emperor Longqing, froze in place.

Her eyes suddenly hurt very much, as if the next moment, she would be blind.

She would never see the man who was as gentle as jade again.

He's dead.

She died because she didn't think about it.

He died of humiliation.

She should have thought that a villain like Mu Defeng would definitely be angry with innocent people after being run by her, she, she......

"Yuan'er?"

Emperor Longqing, who was instructing Jiang Rusong to deal with Mu Defeng's affairs, raised his head and moved his tired neck.

Coincidentally, his gaze was not bad, and he met Zhu Yaoyuan, who was stunned in place.

Zhu Yaoyuan is the one who worries him the most among all his children.

However, nothing is absolute.

Could it be that as Mu Changzuo, the prince of Qianguo, said, Mu Defeng killed the owner of the musical instrument workshop because he was jealous and unwilling to give up his heart to others?

Zhu Yaoyuan is only eight years old.

Even if a woman who grew up in the harem will be more "sensible" than ordinary people's ladies, she should never be, at such a young age, she will teach and receive it privately.

But looking at her performance at this time, what Mu Changzuo said seemed to be not credible at all......

"Father."

Hearing Emperor Longqing call his name, Zhu Yaoyuan immediately came back to his senses, saluted him, smiled at him, and walked to him.

"Yuan'er, do you know the owner of this listening to the string workshop?"

Emperor Longqing is an emperor who cherishes feathers, and he will not like it, and his daughter has a scandal with others.

His words were very subtle, but the tone was serious and fearful.

"Back to my father's words, Yuan'er knows."

Listening to Emperor Longqing's tone, Zhu Yaoyuan understood that someone had chewed the root of her tongue with Emperor Longqing.

In this case, denying it will only cause Emperor Longqing to be angry, and the result of Emperor Longqing's anger is that all her words after that will be regarded as sophistry.

The smartest way to deal with it now is to tell the truth.

Of course, it is to avoid the important and trivialize, and pull as many others into the water as possible, to tell the truth.

"Moving around a lot?"

Seeing that Zhu Yaoyuan didn't show any flustery, Emperor Longqing was a little unsure.

He wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and asked Zhu Yaoyuan again.

"It's not very secret."

Zhu Yaoyuan wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little displeased with Emperor Longqing's statement.

"I've been to the instrument shop three times."

"There are two times, with Brother Ling, and once, with Miss Yan of the Dingguo Mansion, Xu Wanyu."

Zhu Yaoyuan thought about it "seriously", lowered her head, wrenched her fingers, and "detailed" with Emperor Longqing about her three experiences of going to Tingxian Fang.

"The first time, probably in late June last year."

"Yuan'er was invited by Mrs. Changfang of the Chengguo Mansion to attend the birthday tea party of the old lady of the Chengguo Mansion."

"After the tea party, Yuan'er plans to go to Brother Lingjun's house, pick some hibiscus and come back, and decorate the tea table for her mother."

"Before leaving, Miss Xu Wanyu's carriage of the Dingguo Mansion broke the axle, and she was a lady who had not left the cabinet, and it was not suitable to wait for a long time at the gate of the Chengguo Mansion, so she sent her back to the mansion by the way."

Yuan'er thought that Suo was a royal in-law, and in ordinary times, the relationship was also good, so she responded to her plea and let her get into the car.

Zhu Yaoyuan said unhurriedly, and from time to time, he would stop and "reminisce", as if he was going to do his best to restore the scene for Emperor Longqing.

"Passing through Fang City, Miss Xu Wanyu of Dingguo Mansion said that some time ago, her piano broke the strings, so that the maid was sent to her father to listen to the string workshop repair mark tuning, operator, it should be able to take it, that is, after passing by, she simply took it back to the house, so that her ears would be at the root of her ears and avoid her mother's semi-noise."