Chapter 77 Who Wants Your Money
Yue Qingning smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly took the teacup and poured it herself, so as not to let the girl misunderstand.
"I wonder what song Childe wants to listen to today?" Zhuang Qing'er retracted her gaze, and her white and slender fingers like jade onions caressed the body of the piano, like a rare treasure.
Yuan Muxiu turned his face sideways and asked her softly, "What song do you want to hear?"
Where did Yue Qingning know what kind of music there was: "Girl, just pick what you like to play, it's not a secret, I'm not good at playing the piano, and I encounter some obstacles when practicing, so I want to come here to learn and find a feeling."
Zhuang Qing'er couldn't help laughing when she heard such a reason for the first time, but she didn't say anything, and after thinking for a while, she put her fingers on the strings and played slowly.
There is a rockery behind the Accord, behind which there is a waterwheel to send water to the top of the mountain, and then flow into the small pond below through a path carved out by man, and so on.
The sound of the murmuring water accompanied by the sound of the piano makes people feel calm and peaceful.
Yuan Muxiu picked up a book on the table, looked at the cover, and suddenly put the book in front of Yue Qingning, and pointed to the words on the cover.
Yue Qingning saw that the "Complete Book of Pharmacology" was written on it, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took it and looked at it.
Although he is familiar with pharmacology, most of the books he used to read were modern medical techniques, and the ancient books are also one of the few famous ones that have survived.
You must know that in the long history, how many doctors who have studied pharmacology have written books and theories, just to record the drug methods that save people's lives, and how many have been annihilated in the long river of history, and it is difficult to preserve them for future generations.
In this era, she has been busy, and she has little time to search for medical books that she has not read before, to see if she can gain something new.
Coincidentally today, she happened to have never seen this book before, and she flipped through it with great interest.
The sound of the piano, ancient books, and good tea can be called a rare leisurely and comfortable at this moment.
After Zhuang Qing'er finished playing the song, Yue Qingning just finished reading a chapter, and if she really saw something new, she hurriedly asked Zhuang Qing'er, "Does the girl have a pen and paper here?" I see a lot of good things in this book, and I want to take it back to study."
Zhuang Qing'er got up, walked in front of her, took the book from her hand and looked at the cover, a little surprised: "Childe knows medical skills?"
Yuan Muxiu interjected, and there was a bit of pride in his words: "This person not only understands, but it is not an exaggeration to call him a miracle doctor."
Yue Qingning smiled shyly, "Yuan Gongzi has won the prize." However, she is confident in her medical skills and not overly modest.
"This book is profound, it appears in the girl's Accord, could it be that Miss Zhuang also understands pharmacology?"
Zhuang Qing'er nodded: "Although I am not as proficient as Childe, but I understand a little, I can talk to Childe."
"Okay!" Yue Qingning was more interested in the important than the qin, so she discussed with Zhuang Qing'er the first chapter she had just read.
What is rare is that Zhuang Qing'er was able to pick up Yue Qingning's words, and the two talked happily.
After talking about a stick of incense for a while, the two of them already had a feeling of familiarity at first sight, and Zhuang Qing'er lost the coldness and strangeness she felt when she first met, and became a lot more friendly.
Yuan Muxiu coughed lightly on the side, Yue Qingning remembered the purpose of her trip, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I was so interested that I forgot that I came to learn the piano today, and asked Miss Zhuang to continue playing the piano."
"Actually, during the discussion with Childe just now, I suddenly thought of a method that might allow Childe to quickly improve his piano skills." Zhuang Qing'er held the pharmacology book in her hand and thought thoughtfully.
As soon as she heard that she had a way, Yue Qingning's eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled Zhuang Qing'er's arm and asked, "What method?" Would you like to ask the girl for advice?"
She forgot that she was now dressed as a man, and men and women could not kiss her, Zhuang Qing'er shrank back a little vigilantly and withdrew her arms.
Yue Qingning hurriedly scratched her head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, girl, I didn't mean to, it's just that this problem has been bothering me for a long time, and I heard that there was a way, so I couldn't hold back for a while."
Zhuang Qing'er smiled and didn't care.
"It can be seen that Childe is quite familiar with pharmacology, so it is better to make a song of common Chinese medicine, sing it along with the tune, and practice more, maybe you can make some progress."
Yue Qingning thought about it, it really made sense.
This truth is like singing, humming and humming, isn't there a melody?
She immediately searched in her mind for a piece of medicine that she often recited, and the rhyme was simple, so it was best to make it up.
"Can Childe make it up? If it's done, you can let me know, and I'll fill it in the song for Childe."
Yue Qingning told Zhuang Qing'er about the smooth passage, and told her that she would play the Qingping tune now to see if she could fill in the words into the Qingping tune.
Zhuang Qing'er sat in front of the piano, pondered carefully, and filled the time for half a pillar of incense.
"I'll play it again, Childe, listen well."
The sound of the piano is curling, clear and cold, just like Zhuang Qing'er's temperament. After playing the beginning, Zhuang Qing'er spoke softly and gently, smoothly and melodiously, like a warbler moving and clear.
I didn't expect it to be effective, Yue Qingning heard this, and a different feeling rose in her heart, as if it was different from hearing a simple tune.
After Zhuang Qing'er finished playing, she asked Yue Qingning, "Do you need to compose a song for Gongzi?"
Yue Qingning has a very good memory, and Zhuang Qing'er has already memorized the lyrics clearly once she plays it.
"No, can I borrow a girl's piano?"
Yue Qingning was able to remember it so quickly, which made Zhuang Qing'er a little surprised, and sat down next to Yuan Muxiu after giving up his position.
Yue Qingning sat in front of the piano, took a deep breath, gently put her hand on the strings, and played.
She knew that the five tones were incomplete, and she didn't sing as gracefully as Zhuang Qing'er, so she changed her method and read it out.
When she sang, she didn't seem to be able to hear how she was singing, and she only concentrated on recalling every medicinal herb in the lyrics.
After playing the song, she withdrew from her thoughts and looked at Yuan Muxiu with anticipation.
Yuan Muxiu applauded, with an appreciative smile on his face: "Using this method to play is indeed a lot more advanced than before."
With a sigh of relief in his heart, Yue Qingning became happy, but suddenly felt a little strange: "Did Yuan Gongzi hear me play the piano before?"
When she practiced the piano, she was in the Yewang Mansion, except for Mama Su and the people in the mansion, there were no outsiders.
The only time an outsider touched the qin was in Jingsheng Building, but Yuan Muxiu lived in the palace, did he also go?
Yuan Muxiu's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal: "Gongzi played the piano in public that day, and I was also present."
I see, Yue Qingning didn't think much about it, and was immersed in the joy of progress.
"Thank you Miss Zhuang for teaching me how to practice the piano, I will definitely practice more when I go back. The hour is almost up, and Miss Zhuang is resting, so she will take her leave."
Night has fallen, and he has been in the music studio for too long, if he doesn't go back, I'm afraid it will arouse Chu Hanye's suspicions.
After speaking, he also bowed to Yuan Muxiu and prepared to leave with Bihuan.
"Childe, please take this medical book with you." Zhuang Qing'er took the "Complete Book of Pharmacology" on the table to Yue Qingning, with a gentle smile on her face.
"That's embarrassing." However, Yue Qingning still wanted this book very much in her heart, and there were many things in it that she had never read before.
Originally, I thought that I wouldn't have time to copy it, so I asked Bihuan to go to the bookstore to find it and see if I could find the same model.
"I've already finished reading all of this, so Childe doesn't have to be polite."
Zhuang Qing'er said so, and Yue Qingning was better than obeying her fate respectfully, and happily took the book from her hand.
Yuan Muxiu also got up and prepared to send Yue Qingning away.
Suddenly, there was the sound of squirming footsteps outside the Accord, and Yuan Muxiu raised his head vigilantly and looked at the wall.
A black figure flashed in, and Yuan Muxiu subconsciously blocked in front of Yue Qingning, but Zhuang Qing'er couldn't react for a while, and was held hostage by the man in black.
"Miss Zhuang!" Yue Qingning saw that the situation was dangerous, and let out an exclamation, and was coldly glanced at by the man in black.
"Don't shout! If you shout again, I'll kill you!"
He pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist and pressed it against Zhuang Qing'er's neck.
Zhuang Qing'er had never seen such a scene, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she looked at Yuan Muxiu helplessly.
"You...... You put the knife down, and you have something to say!"
Seeing that the beauty was coerced, Yue Qingning was distressed. The last time she and Chu Hanye encountered an assassination, but at that time, when he was by his side, Yue Qingning was scared but relieved, and always felt that Chu Hanye could protect herself.
But now that he is not there, Qin Zhi has also been arranged by her to accompany Shui Xiang, she said that she stayed in the shop in the afternoon, and it is estimated that Chu Hanye did not arrange additional secret guards to watch her.
She looked at Yuan Muxiu in front of her, her slender eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes looked at the man in black vigilantly.
I've never heard anyone mention whether Yuan Muxiu's kung fu is good or not, and I can't tell it.
Yue Qingning felt that it was better to be cautious, not to act rashly, and to appease this person's emotions first.
"What do you want? Money?" If it's money, it's easy to do, although it's reluctant, but compared to the safety of life, what is this silver?
The man in black glanced at Yue Qingning with disdain, and his voice was fierce and rough: "Who wants your money!"
It's over, don't you want money, wouldn't you rob the sex!
Yue Qingning remembered that he was now dressed as a man, and the villain should not attack him.
Isn't that village girl going to suffer!
Sure enough, in the next second, the gangster turned his gaze to Zhuang Qing'er and looked up and down with squinting eyes.
"Don't be afraid, Miss Zhuang, I'm here for you today." The hand holding Zhuang Qing'er tightened, and he touched her twice restlessly.
Zhuang Qing'er has always been high and proud, how can she bear this humiliation, her eyes are full of tears, which makes people pity, and even her voice trembles when she speaks.
"I...... I can give you money and a house, enough for you to marry a good girl, let me go!"
The man in black was not interested in the slightest, and his hands became more and more excessive.
"I don't want other women, I want you! I've been here for so long, and every time I hope you can take a fancy to me, let me also go into this Accord and listen to you play music, that's enough! But in the past two years, you've never looked at me squarely, and I can't stand it!"
It turned out to be a fanatical fan of Zhuang Qinger, but I didn't expect my feelings for idols to be so deep, crazy deep.
Zhuang Qing'er closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Yue Qingning hurriedly pulled Yuan Muxiu's sleeve and asked anxiously in a whisper, "What should I do, Yuan Gongzi, I can't let him hurt Miss Zhuang!"
To provide you with the fastest update of the great god Hua Qingzi's "The Sweet Medical Concubine of the Remnant King", in order for you to see the fastest update of this book next time, please be sure to save the bookmark!
Chapter 77 Who Wants Your Money to Read for Free.