Chapter 7: The Cousin
"A little." Zhang Ronghua is modest.
Qing'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she found an opportunity for "revenge", and deliberately provoked: "Do you dare to try again?" ”
"Isn't it okay to touch someone else's things without the owner's permission?"
Qing'er hesitated, and then remembered that the guqin was Ji Xueyan's.
The chessboard is okay, specially prepared for them.
But the guqin is her private property, the body is made of a thousand-year-old dragon wood tree, the strings are dragon tendons, and the value is invaluable.
Just as they were about to say it, the prince and the others came around in a circle at some point and appeared behind.
Ji Xueyan said: "Don't break it." ”
"Miss Xie Ji!" Qing'er thanked her.
With permission, he stared at Zhang Ronghua closely, and his eyes seemed to say, if it is a man, he will compare again.
"Forget it."
"Young people should have the vigor of young people." The prince spoke.
Now there is no chance to refuse, Zhang Ronghua should go.
"Let you play first." Qing'er said.
"If I make a move, you won't have a chance."
"Then I'll have to wait and see."
Zhang Ronghua didn't shirk, walked to the cushion and sat down, there was a fresh fragrance on the cushion, as well as her unique body fragrance, mixed together, very good.
Ten fingers are stretched out and land on the strings.
Press the strings with your fingertips, and your fingers are agile and you play it.
The song is simple, the widely circulated "Early Morning" in the capital, different people play, different effects, but in his hands, it is almost noon at this time, and the artistic conception brought by the sound of the piano is as if the morning has just come, and the sound is beautiful and the artistic conception is more beautiful, which makes people immersed in it.
Although Ji Xueyan's piano skills are high, they are a little less hot, and they can't let people integrate into the artistic conception of the song, bringing an impact on the soul.
But Zhang Ronghua's piano sound has done it, flawless, without a single flaw.
Qing'er's piano skills are not even as good as Ji Xueyan, let alone compare with him.
It's a song.
Zhang Ronghua got up from the cushion, "It's ugly." ”
"I'm not as good as you!" Qing'er generously admitted.
"My piano skills are not very good, as long as you practice hard, sooner or later you will reach the level of mine."
I had lunch at the Taifu Mansion.
When the prince left, as the prince, his daily schedule was full, and he had a clear plan for when to do something.
led the team to send him back to the East Palace, the prince gave him half a day off, changed his clothes, and couldn't wait to rush to his new home in Suzaku Fang.
The deed is with Zheng Rou, and they said last night that they want to see what the mansion looks like.
On the 102nd, Zhang Ronghua knocked on the door, and the door was opened by a young man, dressed in a black suit, about the same height as him, but his facial features were relatively ordinary, his eyes were sluggish, and he didn't look very smart.
His name is Zheng Fugui, the only son of his uncle's family, and his name is combined with himself, which happens to be Ronghua Fugui.
Born with divine power, infinite strength, extremely strong talent for martial arts, learning everything quickly, he is already a ten-fold cultivator in the innate realm at a young age, and breaking through to the grandmaster realm is just around the corner.
Heaven opened a door for him and closed another.
A tendon, a bad brain.
As long as he treats you as a friend, no matter what is in front of him, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, he will be reckless in the past without hesitation, and in his life, there has never been the word "afraid".
But he listened to Zhang Ronghua's words very much and typed out.
"Cousin!" Zheng Fugui opened his arms and was about to hug him.
There was a step between the two, no matter what, he just couldn't step forward, and was stunned by the momentum emanating from Zhang Ronghua's body.
Bang!
Rewarding him with a chestnut, Zhang Ronghua said: "I don't like this set." ”
Put away the momentum.
Zheng Fugui resumed his actions and cried with a sad face: "I've worked so hard to cultivate, why am I not your opponent?" ”
"When you're trying, I'm trying. By the way, why are you here? ”
"Uncle said that the prince rewarded you with a mansion in Suzaku Fang, and I wanted to see what the mansion was like, so I came along."
"What about my father?"
"Uncle and aunt have gone back, let me tell you that they will keep the deed for you, and they will hand it over to your daughter-in-law when you get married."
"......" Zhang Ronghua was speechless.
Close the courtyard door.
Inspecting the mansion, three in and three out, the layout is decent, the front yard and the back yard are planted with expensive flowers and trees, the floor is gold bricks, and there is an artificial lake, with some ornamental fish, and there are rockeries on the side.
I watched it again.
Zhang Ronghua is very satisfied, the prince has made a bloody investment this time.
"Have you seen the Lake of Tranquility?"
"Not yet."
"Let's go! Go over and take a look. Zhang Ronghua greeted.
Jingxin Lake was built by the imperial court with a huge amount of money, and ordinary people can't enter it, unless it is a resident of Suzaku Fang.
Exit through the side door.
Within a few steps, there is the Meditation Lake, which covers a huge area, surrounded by lush and colorful flowers, and eight wooden paths that are erected on the surface of the lake to connect to the pavilions in the lake.
The water of the lake is clean and you can see the bottom at a glance.
The fish raised here are not ornamental fish, but a variety of edible fish, which make people spend their time fishing.
"That's beautiful, isn't it?" Zheng Fugui's eyes straightened.
Staring at him fieryly.
"Cousin Jiaolongwei is still short of people?"
"What do you want to do?"
"After entering Jiaolongwei, won't the prince reward the mansion?"
There was nothing wrong with that, and he could say it.
"Go get two fishing rods and eat fish at night." Zhang Ronghua said.
"What kind of fishing rod do you want? Eating fish is not easy? ”
Zheng Fugui took off his clothes and jumped in directly.
"Iniquity!"
Soon.
He caught a grass carp weighing more than a dozen catties, and the head of the fish was hammered by him.
"Go get the fishing rod!" Zhang Ronghua's face darkened.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zheng Fugui had no choice but to do so, put on his clothes, and took a little time to bring a pair of fishing rods and white noodles over.
Zhang Ronghua didn't care about him, it's so good here, wouldn't it be a pity not to fish?
I mixed the white flour with water to make a bait and caught it leisurely.
In the evening.
A pot of fish chowder was eaten by the two of them.
Zhang Ronghua said: "Don't go back yet?" ”
"I asked my uncle to bring a message to my father and stay with you for a while."
"Whatever you want."
Entering the master bedroom, the bedding is all new, the prince has considered it very well, sitting on the bed, Zhang Ronghua has cultivated the "Xuantian Treasure Jian", the best of the heavenly level, and he has been trained to the realm of almost Taoism.
But at the moment, there is no good practice, so I can only continue to cultivate and polish the true element.
The night passed.
Take a break today, and you can rest for another day.
Moved a chair and put it in the courtyard, facing the morning sun to read a book, the books are very miscellaneous and a lot, he is not picky in this regard, self-cultivation, and polishing himself.
Zheng Fugui also got up early, practiced boxing in the courtyard, like an idiot, didn't know how tired he was, and didn't stop until noon, when he was hungry.
"Cousin, let's go out to dinner! You move to a new home, I will have a treat today, celebrate, and go to the Tianxiang Building on Suzaku Avenue for a big meal. ”