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"It's ...... anyway"

When she came back from the street that day, the girl of the Bai family, Bai Shuangran, asked for her life with the saint and wanted to go back to Jiangnan.

The emperor asked the reason, but it turned out that he was looking for the master. The master who taught the art of dyeing and chopping the qin was not young, and he had recently become ill, and he was afraid that the craft would be lost, so he planned to hand over the craft to the white frost dyeing as soon as possible.

For the sake of his daughter, and also to thank the pianist for his skills to make the white frost dye save his daughter, Li Jing plans to invite the pianist to Jingzhao City, find a good identity in the Taiji Palace, and enjoy the lucid.

Unexpectedly, the person sent was rejected by the violinist, but what he said was reasonable: the climate in Jingzhao City is different from ours, especially in winter, it is very dry.

"Well, it's a good inheritance, so let's ask the white girl to go back."

In the previous dynasty, there were some people who believed that they were high-ranking scholars who looked down on these witch doctors and musicians, but Li Jing always respected anyone who lived by his own ability, and the craftsmanship of this violinist was also quite admired by Li Jing.

"This craft really can't be easily lost, since the girl from the Bai family has inherited this inheritance, she can't easily betray this responsibility."

Calling the white frost dye to the palace, Li Jing told him these words, and asked him again, saying that he would not live up to this inheritance.

At this time, it was the white frost dyeing that was in trouble, at that time, I heard that the master was suffering from the wind and cold, I was afraid that the master would be so sick, so it was impulsive, and at this moment I thought of Her Royal Highness Princess Taiyuan, and I felt that I felt a little sorry for this monarch who cared about the people......

"Your Majesty, I still have a little junior sister, even if I don't go back, Master's mantle will still be inherited."

White frost said that he couldn't bear it: "I'll still accompany Her Royal Highness the princess." ”

In the face of his daughter's affairs, the emperor is also selfish, and it has been a lot of struggle to be able to make up his mind to leave the white frost.

But now that he has a plan, there is no possibility of changing the hexagram again, "Master is also a master and a father, even if you abandon this aspect of inheritance, your master is sick, you should take care of it." ”

"Lan'er, you can rest assured, whether it is the so-called lucky star or the ups and downs, it is all fate." Li Jing stood up with a smile and helped up the white frost dye who bowed down, "If Lan'er can have any more problems, it will be irresponsible for me as a father." ”

"Go, when the time comes, I will pass on your master's skills, and when I abdicate, whether it is the musicians in the palace or the piano skills of my nephews in the next life, I still count on you to teach."

The meaning of Li Jing's words is very clear, not only allowing Bai Shuang to return to Jiangnan to continue to inherit his master's skills, but also promising the position of the royal nephew and piano teacher in the future.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Where may I not understand the white frost dye, I am grateful to His Majesty for his sainthood.

— Gangnam? Suhu County—

There is little rain in Jingzhaocheng in late spring, but there is a lot of rain in Jiangnan. Different from the showers and thunders in Jingzhao summer, the rain in Jiangnan and the people in Jiangnan are gentle: endless, moisturizing things silently.

Jiangnan, where it doesn't rain, is also covered with a veil in the air. This veil runs along the skin, as if being licked by a pleasing raccoon slave or puppy, but it is cool.

After staying outside for a long time, I felt that tiny droplets of water condensed on my body, and the original beauty was a little bored.

Got off the carriage and returned to this long-lost world, feeling a sense of familiarity different from Jingzhaocheng, and the white frost stained a little trance for a while.

Although Bai Frost Dye's father Bai Lanting is also a native of Jingzhaocheng, since he was born, he has been living in Jiangnan with his parents, holding the position of an imperial businessman, doing business for Da Li, and he may not be able to return to Jingzhaocheng for three or five years......

But this Jiangnan, this Suhu, Master's piano hall is the most familiar place for white frost.

"Master, the unscrupulous apprentice is back with frost." Knocking on the door, the white frost dye didn't know how the master was now, and he was quite worried.

"Senior sister, senior sister." The little junior sister ran over to open the door, about seven or eight years old, her hair was pulled up loosely, her little face was slightly pointed, and there was a bit of meat, she should have been fed very well by the master, and she took off the latch on tiptoe and looked out along the crack in the door, which was very cute.

"Senior sister, you're finally back, Master and I are always talking about you!"

Looking at the little junior sister in front of him, Bai Shuang Ran's heart was warm, he rubbed his senior sister's head, raised it and hugged Lao Gao, different from the mature etiquette on weekdays, in front of the little junior sister, Bai Shuang Ran's smile added a bit of sincerity.

In front of the little sister and the master, Bai Shuang Dye never had to hide any of his emotions, and he could add a little bit of earthly emotions to his indifference to fame and fortune on weekdays.

"How is Master's illness, have you been learning the piano with Master recently?"

The little sister is an orphan adopted by the master, and the person the master likes died in the war, but in fact, she and the little sister are more like her own children to the master......

"Master is getting better."

"Senior sister, Master has been talking about you, and now that you are back, Master's illness should be better."

The little junior sister is not particularly good at speaking at this age, and she doesn't know the words that sound moving, and it is already very good to be able to express her meaning clearly.

But the simple and innocent language is often the most touching to people's hearts, and when Bai Shuang listened to it, his heart became more and more sour - he took care of Her Royal Highness the princess in the Taiji Palace for the country, but he didn't take care of the master, and he should have planned earlier.

"But the master said, the senior sister went to the palace, yes...... It is to do good deeds, that is, to protect Her Royal Highness the Princess, so Master told me not to write to disturb you. ”

"But Master is sick, so I secretly asked Senior Sister to write a letter to Senior Sister who you hired to take care of Master."

In fact, Bai Shuangran knew that the letter was definitely not handwritten by his father, and it was probably because of Master's sweetheart, who had always put the country first......

No matter how much the junior sister and the girl who took care of the master imitated the master's tone, they couldn't imitate it.

But when His Majesty came to the master, it was definitely impossible for the master to confess the little junior sister's fabrication of the letterhead, which led to the situation later.

"Senior sister...... You can't blame me, do you? ”

"Frost-stained, cough...... Now that you're back, let's come into the house. The master in the room heard all this clearly, and now he didn't plan to blame himself with the little apprentice.

In fact, Master is not very old, and he has only passed the age of confusion. But perhaps it is the sorrow of the early death of his sweetheart, Huafa is better than Qingsi.

Xu has been indifferent to fame and fortune for a long time, and there is no ravines on the face of the master dyed by white frost.

Pull up your hair in a bun, you can still see the delicate appearance of the year. Looking closely, the hoarfrost-dyed temperament reveals a bit of indisputability and refinement similar to that of the master.

If there is no lively little junior sister, the entire Erqin Pavilion is probably no different from the Immortal Hall and the Xianshu Palace.

"It's been a long time since you've played the piano, right? If you want to listen to the teacher, what is left behind now? ”

Master Frost's illness should indeed be much better, and he can already stand up and walk around......