After solving Lin Pingzhi's incident, Zhao Wen left the room relaxed, do you expect him to sleep in the same room with two big men? Before leaving, I specially instructed Lin Pingzhi and Ling Hu Chong that if they wanted to leave, they didn't need to inform him.

The next day, today is the day when Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands. However, when it was almost eleven o'clock, Zhao Wencai Shi Ran got up from the encirclement of the four jade arms. After tidying up, they rushed towards Liu's mansion.

On a small stall next to Liu's mansion, Zhao Wen was eating wontons in a big gulp, and the craftsmanship of the ancestors was not covered. The location chosen by Zhao Wen is excellent, as long as someone comes out of Liu's Mansion, it is just right to see through. His purpose today is only the score of "Smiling Proud Jianghu", so just wait outside for Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang to follow when they escape. Although the score of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is of little use to Zhao Wen, and he doesn't understand music, this is a thought in many people's hearts, and it can also satisfy Zhao Wen's little collecting habit, after all, it is not difficult to obtain, right?

The waiting was the most grinding, and after a while, Zhao Wen couldn't stand it, so he had to chat with the stall owner. "My father-in-law's surname?"

The little old man said with a smile: "I don't dare to take the honorific title of son, the little old man is exempt from the noble surname Jiang." ”

"Jiang Lao's craftsmanship is first-class, no wonder the business is so good." Knowing that other people's business is good, they are busy to death, and you are still annoying others.

However, Old Man Jiang is not only optimistic by nature, but also sees that Zhao Wen is a Jianghu person, and he doesn't dare to anger him, anyway, he always looks happy, and he will answer all questions, "Look at what you said, Xiao Lao'er is now only left with this ancestral craft to live, and he can barely earn a dozen taels of silver all year round, only for his two grandchildren, but he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing." After speaking, he smiled with satisfaction, showing happiness.

The requirements of ordinary people are really low, wasn't it like this before? I don't know who to envy? Feeling a word, Zhao Wen continued to fart with Old Man Jiang, "Why does your grandson want you to raise him, what about your son?" ”

Hearing someone mention his son, Old Man Jiang suddenly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood, his face was full of red light, "The dog was a talent in the middle of the year last year, and now he is studying hard, preparing for next year's government exam!" ”

"Congratulations? I didn't expect you to give birth to a Wenqu star! ”

"Where, where... Childe, your little old man today is exempt from you. ”

"What's so embarrassing?"

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Time passed in the fart of the two, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. On the street in front of Liu's mansion, there was the sound of gongs and drums, and a pair of officials escorted an official over, and was invited into Liu's mansion by Liu Zhengfeng, and the scene of washing hands in a golden basin began.

Zhao Wen took the opportunity to end the conversation with Old Man Jiang, mainly because the more Old Man Jiang talked, the more he talked, and he regarded Zhao Wen as a New Year's friend, and talked endlessly, which made Zhao Wen break out in a cold sweat.

Soon the official took people away, and it didn't take long for a noisy sound to be heard in Liu's mansion, presumably a fight. Suddenly, several figures swept out of Liu's mansion and rushed out of the city, and at the same time, Zhao Wen's figure also disappeared from the stall, leaving only a piece of broken silver dangling on the table, and of course, there was a stunned old man Jiang.

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Zhao Wen followed a few people out of the city and came to a small valley, when it was late and the moon was in the sky. Zhao Wen quietly hid behind a big tree and observed carefully.

I saw three figures appear in front of Zhao Wen's eyes, two tall men are two men, and the short one is a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. It is Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan. Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang sat on the rock, one stroked the qin, the other played the flute, Qu Feiyan stood behind the person who stroked the qin, and it was Qu Yang who wanted to come to stroke the qin.

The sound of the piano sounds, peaceful and upright, and the rhyme of the piano is elegant and refined; The quiet and deep sound of the cave flute is mixed from time to time, which not only does not destroy the charm, but adds a more vividness. The flute and the song seem to be confiding in each other. The sound of the piano gradually became high, but the sound of the flute gradually deepened; The sound of the piano is sonorous, and the sound of the flute is gentle; The two tones are high and low, far and near, complementing each other and harmonious; The sound of the piano flute is unpredictable, but it does not change its tone and frustration, which is very pleasant. Gradually, the sound of the piano is low, the sound of the flute is high, the primary and secondary are reversed, and the desolation and sourness in the sound of the flute make people cry. Suddenly, there was a sharp sound, the sound of the piano stopped, and the sound of the flute also stopped.

As early as when they hadn't played, Zhao Wen told Zhao Fu to prepare for the recording, there was originally a waterfall here, Zhao Wen was also careful that the roar of the waterfall would affect the recording effect, fortunately, Liu and Qu were strong enough, and the sound of the piano and flute ensemble overshadowed the sound of the waterfall, but the two had been seriously injured before, and now they were playing with all their strength.

Next is the dying speech of this pair of good "bases/friends", the words are full of lofty and arrogant feelings, with a sense of loneliness of "everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober", of course, the curse of the Songshan faction is also essential. Come to think of it, they just want to retreat to the mountains and forests and live a "passionate" life, hindering you Zuo Lengchan (the head of the Songshan faction) What's going on, it's really a dog and a mouse.

Whenever there must be a villain at this time, one of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, "Big Songyang Hand" Fei Bin jumped out with a cruel smile, first beat Qu Feiyan half to death, and when he was about to carry out the final blow, he was stopped by Ling Hu Chong, who was hiding aside; Then, Fei Bin wanted to kill Ling Hu Chong, but was stopped by Yilin again; Then, Fei Bin wanted to kill Yilin, and was pulled by the erhu, and Mr. Mo Da (the head of the Hengshan faction, senior brother Liu Zhengfeng) with a miserable face was knocked out. Damn, why is the ending of the villain always so bitter/forced! You're going to kill one first, huh?

Zhao Wen left silently, just like when he came, without taking a single cloud with him. Ahem, it's far away.

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Early the next morning, Zhao Wen left Hengyang Mansion and went straight to the West Lake in Hangzhou, where he happened to study the proficient "Thousands of Miles of Solo Walking" along the way. After more than 20 days of day and night, Zhao Wen arrived at the edge of the West Lake.

Since ancient times, the West Lake has been a must-visit place for literati and ink writers, and the poems that praise it grab a handful, what "the sky and leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red in the sun", "the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy", "the willows and dark flowers are just right in spring, and the heavy lake fog disperses and divides the forest and sand"...... Zhao Wen has never been to West Lake in reality, and can only feel it from those poems.

At this time, he stood beside the original West Lake, took a deep breath, spread his arms, and faced the lake, "Ah! ……”

"Ahh,...h

"Suddenly I remembered that I had something to do, and it's not good to waste time here, it's not good." Zhao Wen bowed his head and turned to leave in a self-muttering manner.

Standing in front of the door of Meizhuang, Zhao Wen reached out and knocked on the door.

"Why!" The door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a servant leaned out and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Zhao Wen showed a harmless smile and said, "I heard that I can walk here, I want to come and ask him for something." ”

When the man heard this, his face changed, "You're in the wrong place!" "It's going to be closed.

Zhao Wen had expected him to be like this, how could he let him get his wish, and directly knocked him into the courtyard with a "backer", and he followed in.

"Shouldn't the host come out to say hello when the guest comes to the door?" Standing in the courtyard, Zhao Wen said in a loud voice.