Chapter 209: Wenhui Banquet 5
As Mr. Su spoke, he immediately took back the captured chess pieces and set them on the plate.
Zhong Ling has no objection to this.
Zhou Yizhi on the side pressed the chess pieces and said, "Let me play with Xiao Shuyu." ”
Just now, Mr. Su was addicted to chess, how could he let it, he pushed Zhou Yizhi and said with disgust, "You go aside, what kind of fun, I haven't had enough with Shuyu." ”
An old man and a young man were arguing, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded.
When it first sounded, it was gentle and slow, like the tinkling sound of gurgling water under the bridge, and then the notes accelerated one by one, and the tinkling sound of the spring water turned into the sound of a rushing river. wa❈p.fen✮gsh❃ug✺✪fo
Although Zhong Ling doesn't know much about music.
But she felt it instantly when it sounded good and vivid.
Zhong Ling raised his eyes, but only heard the sound of the piano and did not see the person playing the piano, trying to hear where the sound of the piano came from.
It is like a drizzle hitting plantains, and it is silent from afar, and it is still in my ears.
Seeing Zhong Ling's appearance, Zhou Yizhi covered his cheeks with a fan, and whispered to Zhong Ling's near ear, "Don't look at it, this is the sound of my aunt playing the piano, she won't show up, and the sound of the piano also represents this meaning, that is, to announce the official start of the Wenhui banquet." ”
Zhong Ling heard the subwoofer retreat, but his eyes moved slightly because of the other party's words.
His aunt?
Didn't his aunt mean that she was a mother-in-law?
The mother of the wandering lady is in this garden at this time?
Zhou Yizhi didn't know what Zhong Ling was thinking, but he could probably guess a little, he smiled and whispered, "You guessed right, it is my aunt who moves the world." ”
Zhong Ling wanted to ask, didn't his aunt say that she was not in good health?
But Zhong Ling didn't talk much in the end, but listened carefully to the sound of the piano.
The sound of the piano began to change from just now, and it was like a few clear cries when Gu Hong flew by, and then after being knocked down, someone seemed to sigh gently......
Completely bring people into the atmosphere of the lone hung being shot down
There was silence in the garden, and no one was talking, all of them were listening to the performance with their eyes closed.
Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
Zhou Xiuqi, who was sitting over there, stood up excitedly, did his daughter have an accident again? Zhou Xiuqi was about to rush over to take a look, when the sound of the piano sounded again.
This time, the sound of the piano is not stubble.
A few minutes later, the not-so-ornate but touching performance finally came to an end.
Except for the Zhou family, everyone almost forgot about the accident in the middle, and they all said with a look of unfinished business: "Mrs. You's song is really as wonderful as ever." ”
"The sounds I've heard before are overshadowed by this song."
Zhong Ling listened to these various exclamations, and subconsciously looked around, but still didn't see any trace of You Buyu.
Then she thought about it and said that his parents didn't like him anymore.
How could he come to such an occasion?
After all, she had enlightened him like that.
Then Zhong Ling stopped thinking about it.
After admiring this side, there are scribes who are good at music and rhythm and start fighting, you play the piano, I play the flute, and this side is playing a Xun, and the atmosphere is hot again.
Zhong Lingzheng was looking at it, and was pulled back to his senses by Zhou Yizhi next to him.
"What will you do? Go join one. ”
Zhong Ling coldly refused, "I don't understand the law." ”
While the two were talking, a voice suddenly sounded behind Zhong Ling.
"You are Zhong Shuyu."
Zhong Ling looked back and saw that it was an uncle about thirty or forty years old, not dressed as a scholar.
Although that face looked a little haggard, standing there was still a jade tree facing the wind, which showed the appearance of his youth.