"In addition, arrange for someone to contact Ning Ziran, Ning Ziran has refused to cooperate with us since Luo Jing died. A hint of depth flashed in An Yujing's eyes.

Ning Ziran is now the first person in Donglin Guo's opera writers, and it was Luo Jing who dug him up before, and changed his drama into opera to perform in the teaching workshop, but the venue was full, and his drama was almost guaranteed at the box office. It is precisely with Luo Jing's lyrics and songs and Ning Ziran's drama that "Jiehailou" can become the leader of the teaching workshop in just a few years.

Luo Qingge flicked his slightly curly long hair: "Leave it to me, I'll go find Ning Ziran." Ning Ziran is so obedient to Luo Jingyan, could it be that some of Luo Jing's kung fu is better?"

One sentence made An Yujing's eyes even more ugly, and he did suspect that when Luo Jing was with him, he got along with Ning Ziran.

"Okay, don't worry, my kung fu is no worse than hers. Luo Qingge was very satisfied with An Yujing's face, gave him a fragrant kiss, and went to Ning's house in a carriage.

......

Ning Mansion is located in a relatively remote place in Ningmo County, and there is only Ning Zhai's annex here, which is said to be because Ning Ziran does not like to be disturbed by others.

At this time, in the Ning house, a man half leaned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he was dressed in white and unstained, his body was slightly thin, with angular outlines, his skin was very pale, caused by not seeing sunlight all year round, his delicate facial features were as handsome as a girl, and his forehead bangs were as clear as Xiaoxi.

The first impression is that it is clean and clear.

The knobby fingers held an open book, and there were all kinds of books on the shelves next to it.

At this time, what he was holding in his hand was "Qionglin Spectrum", and his expression was slightly stunned, the style of lyrics and songs on it was too much like a person.

And when Luo Jing was still alive, he once said that he must write a poem for him.

"What do you think of the title?" asked the playful woman with a smile.

He raised his eyes to look at her, and said without joy or sorrow: "Is there any special significance?"

"Because Ziran is like a tree standing by the river. When we are far away from you, we always feel that you are as cold as a leaflet, but when you walk into your world, you will find that you are actually a clear and clean big child, like white dew, able to make people see the bottom at a glance, so clear, and so gentle. The feeling of being friends with you is like the pale leaves, the white dew is frost, you are my Yiren, on the water side. The woman laughed and captivated.

Ning Ziran frowned deeply: "But isn't Pu Jia describing women?"

"Hahaha...... Ziran also cares about these vulgar rites?" the other party let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

That scene seems to be close at hand, but at this time, it has been separated forever.

Why did Luo Jing die? Why did the family of three survive without a lifetime? Why did it happen to be the day An Yujing got the position of heir, why did it happen to be the day An Yujing gave the bride gift to Miss Cangjia? Why is everything so coincidental.

Although Luo Jing never said it, Ning Ziran could see that she liked An Yujing, and maybe even the two had a secret relationship, but because of their identity, they never showed it.

But now that Luo Jing is dead without explanation, Ning Ziran has no evidence, he just suspects, so he refuses to cooperate with "Jiehailou" again.

Anyway, the reason why he cooperated with "Jiehailou" was only because of Luo Jing, and now that Luo Jing is not there, the cooperation will be terminated.

On the contrary, it was this song that suddenly appeared "Water Dragon Yin, Pu Jia Leng", which made Ning Ziran think of Luo Jing at once, and it was really a magic barrier, maybe it was just a coincidence, right? But how do you feel that this poem is written for yourself?

The lyricist is Yuan Rolling, Yuan Rolling, Luo Jing, is it really such a coincidence?

"Young Master, Miss Luo Tingge is here and wants to see you. The maid walked in and asked.

Ning Ziran closed the book and said lightly: "I don't see." ”

It seems that he should find a time to meet that Yuan Rolling.

"The "Skynet Organization" Boss Long has just sent a message to remind you of the drama release meeting in seven days. The maid continued.

Ning Ziran hummed, not speaking, his mind was full of Yuan Rolling, "Water Dragon Yin, Pu Jia Leng", Luo Jing.

What is the relationship between them? Ning Ziran pondered.

"Nightshadow Pavilion", Council Chamber.

Yuan rolled through the account books in his hand, and Wu Guanfu, who was temporarily in charge of the account room, was reporting on the income and expenditure of the previous month: "As of this month, the income has increased by 12 points compared with the "Night Shadow Pavilion" last month, and by the end of next month, it is expected to rise to 20 percent. ”

That is to say, she has now overfulfilled the task, and she only needs to wait for the account books next month, and then go to her father to ask for an investment of 50 million taels of silver, and then she can do it drastically.

"You can prepare in advance, Qingqing's lyrics and songs are selling very well, let the lyrics and songs manager go to collect some suitable lyrics and songs, now that Qingqing is famous, there should be many lyricists who send poems to the "Night Shadow Pavilion", right?" Yuan Rolling asked, she is not a professional lyricist, it is impossible to write songs for Long Qingqing all the time, and she is not so powerful, it is good to write one or two lyrics and songs from time to time.

Wu Guanwu handed over a pile of information: "There are a lot, the wind management has screened some of them, this is the information." ”

In the past, there were no very famous musicians in the "Night Shadow Pavilion", and they couldn't get a high price, so naturally they couldn't buy good lyrics and songs.

But now that there is about to be an investment of 50 million taels of silver, the yuan is more confident.

was flipping through the information, and a family member was brought here by the girl of the "Night Shadow Pavilion", after the family said what needed to be reported.

Yuan Rolling's face changed again and again, and he said to Wu Guanwu: "Qingqing is injured, arrange a carriage for me, and go to the Qianzhou Xinglin Pavilion immediately." ”

When I hurried to the Xinglin Hall of the hospital, I saw a sea of people outside, and there were all kinds of people at a glance, what is the situation?

Yuan Rolling felt very strange, Long Qingqing was only a little famous now, how could so many people come over when he was injured?

In the bedroom on the top floor of the Xinglin Pavilion, I saw Long Qingqing sitting on the bed, with bandages on her arms, and her face looked fine.

It was Lu Jiangcheng, lying on the bed, with a splint tied to his feet and one arm hanging.

"What's going on?" Yuan Rolling saw the two of them and asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Long Qingqing's eyes turned red: "Third sister-in-law, I'm fine, my arm is just bruised, Brother Jiang Cheng's injury is more serious, and his thigh and arm are broken." ”

"My military advisor, this is really a disaster, that Luo Tiange bumped into us Qingqing, and Qingqing fell directly down the stairs. Fortunately, Young Master Lu was also beside him, and he was under Qingqing at a critical moment, otherwise the fracture would have been Qingqing. Lianyue said angrily: "That Luo Tingge, but he said that Qingqing bumped into it by herself, it's shameless!"

Lu Jiangcheng shook it with his other hand, which was still intact: "I'm fine, it's okay to raise it for a few days." It's a good thing I didn't hit the ground with my face first, otherwise I would have lost my job. ”

"Brother Jiang Cheng, even if you fall and are disfigured, the third brother will not fire you. Long Qingqing hurriedly said: "Really, the third brother is not that kind of person. ”

Lu Jiangcheng smiled: "Haha, you girl, I mean, I eat with my face." If you hit the ground first, you won't be unemployed. ”

Seeing that Lu Jiangcheng could still joke like this, Yuan Rolling breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was completely fine.

Just, what the hell is going on? How did it break a bone?