Does Chu Qianqiu play tunes?

Of course not.

So why is he so confident?

Because his wife can play.

If my wife will, it doesn't mean that he will too.

"Lady, I need a new song for my husband."

Chu Qianqiu smiled and agreed to listen to Yuxuan's maid, while contacting Master Li, who was still working in Linghu City.

Master Li was once an Oiran cultivated by Yihong Academy, and her martial arts belonged to the bottom of the Hehuan Sect, and her martial arts cultivation was just for a better body, to be able to sing and dance, and to move the Quartet, so as to earn a lot of gold and silver for Yihong Academy.

But it is undeniable that her cultivation in piano skills is enough to compare with Tingyuxuan's top brand.

The strategy of cultivating Oiran in Yihong Yuan is to compete with Tingyuxuan in the high-end market, so that he can get rid of the low-end market of buying and selling skin and meat, and enter the high-end market.

It's just that this process has not yet been realized, and it was cut off by Chu Qianqiu.

"Is the master pinching flowers and grass in Fengzhou again?"

"Be careful, Sister Huang is unhappy."

Master Li covered her mouth and smiled, since she killed Tan Xiaoyu, her mental state has become more cheerful, and occasionally she will make jokes about the master, and the corners of her mouth are slightly hooked from time to time, seducing all beings.

She has become more beautiful than before, and her whole body exudes a charming aura, so that when Chu Qianqiu was in Linghu City, she often hugged her and refused to let go.

"Begging for a beating, I'll fly back for my husband in a while, and teach you a hard lesson."

"When my husband first learned the piano from you, I blamed you for not teaching you well."

Chu Qianqiu was a little moved, but he couldn't go to Linghu City to find her to enjoy it now, so he pretended to keep a straight face and said viciously.

Master Li couldn't help but glance blankly when he heard this:

"A few days ago, when the concubine was teaching the master to play the piano, was the concubine unwilling to teach?"

"It's obvious that the master is too lazy."

Chu Qianqiu would occasionally let loose his bones, such as asking Master Li to teach him to play the piano, which was essentially hugging each other, listening to his mother play the piano while moving his hands and feet.

Naturally, this piano art cannot be improved.

"It's always right to be a husband, hurry up and teach your husband to play the piano."

Chu Qianqiu walked to the piano room where he listened to Yu Xuan and hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, the lord is always right."

Master Li said with a smile, and then returned to his piano room and played a song [Luanfeng and Ming] for Chu Qianqiu.

"This song, will the Mengqin girl who listened to Yuxuan hear it?"

Chu Qianqiu asked with some confusion.

"Don't worry, my lord, this is written by the concubine for the lord recently, and no one knows."

Master Li laughed in a low voice, and that watery tenderness made Chu Qianqiu feel a little more compassionate.

He closed his eyes in the piano room of Tingyu Xuan, and his fingers danced with the movements of the master and the lady.

Chu Qianqiu doesn't need to know piano skills, he just needs to draw gourds in the same way, and he will follow how the lady plays.

For a martial arts master, the control of the body has long been meticulous, and playing the piano is a simple thing.

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It's much more difficult to just let them play as if they were playing, but it's much harder to develop new tunes and create them.

Chu Qianqiu played the piano leisurely, the tune was smooth and tactful, like a woman pouring out her deep love for Lang Jun.

"Strange, how does this song look like a woman playing?"

"Could it be that this Mr. Wan learned his lover's tune?"

Miss Mengqin's phoenix eyes were brilliant at first, and then she felt a little strange.

Because this is not like the style played by men, the strength is a little too feminine, and the feelings are full of love, but it is more like admiration and worship.

It doesn't look like the masculine man in front of him did it.

Chu Qianqiu, with the strength of a martial arts master, wants to perfectly reproduce the movement played by Master Li, which is not easy, it is even more perfect than a tape recorder.

The whole process is all skill, no emotion.

The feelings that flowed from his fingertips did not belong to him.

After the song was played, the girl was silent for a long time, and then said in her lark-like voice:

"Mr. Wan, it's okay."

"This song Luanfeng and Ming, with deep affection, the little woman is ashamed of herself."

"Miss Mengqin praised it falsely."

Chu Qianqiu smiled and said, without the slightest shame of asking his wife to fight on his behalf, his wife's strength is his strength.

"The little woman is willing to meet Mr. and invite him to come and have a good time."

Miss Mengqin is not as down-and-out and generous as Miss Mengqin, but she is carefully selected, and she must be happy with herself.

……

Listen to Yuxuan, comfortable fasting

"Mr. Wan, are you visiting today, do you want to hear the little girl play the piano, or do you have something to ask?"

The Mengqin girl wore a veil on her head, she was more cautious and careful than when she was in the Governor's Palace, and she seemed to be guarding against Chu Qianqiu.

After all, he was a first-time visitor, and normally the guests that Miss Mengqin would meet were either world-famous Tianjiao figures, or guests who listened to Yuxuan's most distinguished guests.

The wealthy businessman Wan Dai dressed by Chu Qianqiu is far from qualified.

It's just that Chu Qianqiu's confidence and generosity inadvertently revealed couldn't help but make Miss Mengqin make a judgment.

He was not a businessman, but a man who ruled the lives and deaths of many people.

This Mr. Bandai is just a disguise.

"I'm here to listen to music, but I'm also here to ask questions."

"Miss Mengqin's music is a priceless treasure, how can there be any reason not to listen to it."

Chu Qianqiu clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

"I wonder what song Mr. wants to hear?"

Miss Mengqin nodded, and did not rush to ask the other party what was the matter, neither side was in a hurry.

"Night boats."

Miss Mengqin was slightly stunned, this song is very sad, except for the governor of Fengzhou and another Langjun, almost no one will come to order this song.

"Can't you play it?"

"Absolutely."

Miss Mengqin answered and began to whisper.

……

"Fame and fortune are exhausted, right and wrong."

"The red dust does not provoke in front of the door, the green trees are suitable for the corners of the house, the green mountains are making up for the lack of the wall, and the bamboo fence hut is even better." (Note 1)

……

For some reason, the girl played it deep and began to cry.

Tears fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, Chu Qianqiu quietly listened to the music of the Mengqin girl, without saying a word.

He looked at Miss Mengqin, a little strange.

This is not the sentimentality that a woman of her age should have.

Chu Qianqiu handed over a handkerchief, and Miss Mengqin did not take the handkerchief, but got up and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wan, the little girl lost her temper."

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Wan, please speak up."

As if she had made up her mind, Miss Mengqin didn't detour anymore and asked bluntly.

"It's okay, ruthlessness may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband."

"Let Miss Mengqin remember the sad thing, but it's not Chu's."

"Chu?"

"Yes, in Xia Chu Qianqiu, we met for the first time." Chu Qianqiu regained his appearance and said with a smile.

"Are you Chu Zhongwu? The person Duan Lang was talking about? ”

The girl blurted out involuntarily and quickly covered her mouth.

"Oh, dare to ask Miss Mengqin, who is this Lang?"

Chu Qianqiu didn't expect this unexpected joy.