Zhao Qingyan hesitated for a moment, and said simply: "A friend of Bai Zhen and Mu Qinghan, the second young master of the Wen family, the painting boats you are going to are either from the Bai family or from the Wen family." ”

Zhao Baiyi thought for a moment: "So rich? Which Wen family?"

Zhao Qingyan sighed: "It's the Wen family in Jiangnan, the Wen family who claims that half of the industry in Jiangnan is his family." ”

Zhao Baiyi was full of surprise: "So rich, why don't I know?"

Zhao Qingyan asked rhetorically: "Otherwise, do you think it would be worse to be able to make friends with the Trojan Marquis Mansion and the Bai family?"

Zhao Baiyi said: "Those don't matter, just have fun, I don't care who those painting boats belong to." Do you have time?

Zhao Ji was stunned: "I, I'd better forget it......"

Zhao Shu said: "If you want to go, you can go, your homework is not bad these days." ”

Zhao Ji hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head and said, "No, I'm not very interested, thank you Second Uncle." ”

Zhao Baiyi was not depressed, and asked Zhao Qingyan again: "When are we leaving?

Zhao Qingyan thought for a while and said, "It's better to have an early time, go to play a few days ago, and then I'll go to the Trojan Marquis Mansion, where the second brother can wait for the Oiran to be selected." ”

Zhao Baiyi didn't want to be reluctant, and when he heard him say this, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, then leave in twenty-three days, I'll ride a horse, you take the carriage, okay?"

Zhao Qingyan calculated the time and said, "Yes." ”

Zhao Baiyi looked at Zhao Shu and teased: "It's a pity that the eldest brother can't go with us because he has something, it must be very interesting." ”

Zhao Shu said: "It's a pity. Well, just come back and tell me interesting things to make up for the regret that I can't go. ”

Zhao Baiyi smiled and said, "That's nature. ”

"Brother Mo. ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at Zhao Ying, who was tugging at his sleeve, and smiled slightly: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Ying's eyes were shining: "I just practiced a song recently, Brother Mo came to the palace, can I play it to Brother Mo?"

Zhao Qingyan hesitated and said: "This ......" If it was before, he would definitely not refuse. But at this time, how dare he go to the queen's palace to find Zhao Ying?

Zhao Shu naturally saw that he was embarrassed, and said with a light smile: "Brother Mo will promise Ying'er, she has worked hard to play this song for you." ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at Zhao Ying's expectant gaze, so she had no choice but to nod: "Okay, then I'll go over tomorrow, okay?"

Zhao Ying nodded happily: "Well, I prepared Brother Mo's favorite snacks, Brother Mo remember to come early." ”

Zhao Qingyan said: "I'll do it earlier." ”

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"Young master?" Ran Haoxuan helped Zhao Qingyan get out of the carriage, looking at his young master's side face as usual, he still couldn't help asking, "Are you going in like this?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at Ran Haoxuan, who had used an honorific title on him, in surprise, and vaguely saw worry in his eyes. The palace gate was in front of him, and Zhao Qingyan could only smile lightly: "I'll just go in by myself, you can wait for me here, or go back to the palace first." ”

Ran Hao opened his mouth to say something, but in the end it just turned into a very low voice: "Yes, I understand." ”

Zhao Qingyan carefully tidied up his neat clothes, turned over his horse, and shook the reins.

"Brother Mo!"

As soon as Zhao Qingyan got off the horse and handed the reins to the palace maid, his sleeve was pulled.

Zhao Ying looked up at him and said proudly: "Ying'er deliberately got up early today to wait for Brother Mo." ”

Zhao Qingyan habitually raised her hand and touched her hair, and realized that her hands were not clean, so she quickly took it down: "It's not too late for me to come, right?"

Zhao Ying rolled his eyes: "Well, it's not too late, but I've been waiting for an hour." So...... Brother Mo is still late. ”

Zhao Qingyan spread his hands: "Then what should I do? Ying'er said that she wanted to invite me to a snack, but I came empty-handed, what will I compensate you?"

Zhao Ying tugged at his sleeve and walked towards his yard: "Brother Mo will give me a song on the piano in a while." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled and asked, "Fuqin, is it so simple?"

Zhao Ying half-turned her head, and Ying Ying smiled: "Ying'er wants to hear Brother Mo play the piano, but I haven't heard it for a long time." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled and let her pull her sleeve and walk quickly.

"Here, drink it all. Zhao Ying took advantage of Zhao Qingyan's hand washing, took a porcelain bowl from the palace maid's hand and handed it to him.

Zhao Qingyan took it, looked at the sticky porridge cooked, and said curiously: "Isn't this porridge?"

Zhao Ying nodded: "Yes, it's porridge." The eldest brother said that you have always used breakfast late, and you must come here without eating anything when you come to me. So let me cook some rice porridge and wait for you to come over and watch you drink it. ”

Zhao Qingyan stretched out his hand to put the porridge aside: "I have already had breakfast in the house......

Zhao Ying didn't plan to listen to him shirk, so he walked directly to the guqin and sat down: "I'll play the tune, you drink the porridge, don't leave it." ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at the porridge, and secretly touched his stomach again, so he had to agree with a wry smile: "Okay, I'll just drink it." I scooped a spoonful and tasted it.

Zhao Ying lay on the piano and looked at Zhao Qingyan without blinking, and suddenly asked, "Seventh brother, is Sister Mu beautiful?"

"Huh?" Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment, "You mean Mu Qinghan?"

Zhao Ying nodded: "I heard that Sister Mu is the most beautiful woman in the rivers and lakes, isn't she?

Zhao Qingyan put the half-raised spoon back into the bowl, thought for a while and said, "It should be, I saw her ten years ago, she is a beautiful embryo." But the rivers and lakes are the most beautiful, I don't think so. ”

Zhao Ying let out an "oh" and laughed again: "Anyway, I'll see you soon." ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at her funny: "Why are you so happy? Wasn't it because I was going to get married yesterday?"

Zhao Ying looked around and found that there was no one else around, and this time he whispered: "Big brother said, after Sister Mu comes, I can say that I want to go to Sister Mu to play, and then go to Brother Mo." In this way, I don't have to wait for Brother Mo to come to me, and I can also go to the palace to find you. ”

Zhao Qingyan was really stunned: "This is what the imperial brother said?"

Zhao Ying smiled: "Yes, the eldest brother also said that if the queen mother does not agree, he can intercede for me." I just went to the Qi Palace, and I didn't go around, so the queen mother shouldn't refuse again, right?"

Zhao Qingyan said: "Since the imperial brother has promised you, Niangniang will naturally not refuse." In order to prevent her from continuing the topic, she deliberately turned her gaze to the piano: "Didn't you say that you want to play a tune for me?"

Zhao Yingbian flattened his mouth: "I can't play well, and I don't want to play anymore." ”

Zhao Qingyan put aside the porridge he had drunk, got up and walked in front of Zhao Ying, picked up the piano sheet and glanced at it, and asked with a surprised smile: "Hu Ji eighteen beats?"

Zhao Ying blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled lightly: "It's nothing, I just think this piano song is quite difficult, and I am a little surprised." ”

Zhao Ying said dejectedly: "It's already difficult, I've been studying for more than two months and there is still no improvement...... Obviously planned to play it to Brother Mo. ”

Zhao Qingyan flipped through the sheet music, then closed it, and asked with a smile, "I'll teach you?"

Zhao Ying was puzzled: "What do you mean by teaching me?"

Zhao Qingyan said: "I can play this song." Although my posture of stroking the piano may be a little different from yours, the difference is not too big. ”

Zhao Ying immediately stood up and gave up his position: "Is it okay to use my piano?" He moved a low stool and sat on the opposite side, waiting for Zhao Qingyan to start with an expectant expression.

Zhao Qingyan looked at his nails and confirmed that the problem was not big, so he sat down, plucked the strings and tried it, and then asked Zhao Ying: "Then I'll start?"

Zhao Ying nodded again and again: "Hmm!"

Zhao Qingyan recalled the tune slightly, and then wiped the fingers of his right hand, and the eight fingers plucked the strings as lightly as if they were alive.

The sad and tactful sound of the piano poured out from his fingertips, and Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes, taking away all the expression in his eyes. The expression on his face was focused and quiet, immersed in the sound of the piano, but not driven by the sadness in the sound of the piano.

The piano is used for self-cultivation, and when many people stroke the piano, their demeanor and expression are very different. The same is true for Zhao Qingyan. But what he has changed is not temperament, but self-confidence. When his fingertips touched the strings, he became focused and confident, and the piano in his hand became one with him.

Zhao Ying knows very well what kind of person her seventh brother is. Zhao Qingyan's "non-contention" is manifested in many aspects. It's not so much that it's indisputable, it's that there's no interest. Only what interests him, he will be serious and focused, and strive to be flawless. Zhao Ying had only seen him interested in three things: the piano, the mechanism, and the medicine.

For some reason, Zhao Ying always felt that her eyes, who loved to laugh very much, would not smile, and they would always be as silent as a stagnant haze, like ink that could not be dissolved. In the face of Qin, although he rarely has a smile on his lips, there is a trace of a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Zhao Qingyan's appearance and temperament are very good, and they are attractive.

Zhao Qingyan's piano skills are also superb, and there are few people who can compare with Bianliang.

And Zhao Ying likes to watch him play the piano.

Because, when he looks at the piano, the ink in his eyes will spread out, revealing a heartfelt smile. At this time, Brother Mo is the most beautiful, gentle, and happy.

Zhao Ying smiled secretly, and then looked at the end of the song, Zhao Qingyan, who flicked the strings with his left hand and gently suppressed the remaining sound, looked up at himself and smiled slightly: "How is it?"

Zhao Ying smiled slyly and asked, "Really, why do I think Brother Mo's piano skills are a lot unfamiliar?"

Zhao Qingyan was stunned and asked, "Is it? I didn't even notice it myself." ”

Zhao Ying blinked and said, "I have a way to know if Brother Mo is rusty - you play it again, and memorize the words while playing." If it's all right, you win. ”

"Recite it again?" Zhao Qingyan smiled, "What if I can't memorize it?"

Zhao Ying pointed to the porridge that had cooled down: "If you win, you don't have to drink the rest of the porridge." If you lose, heat up the porridge and fill it up. ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled slightly bitterly: "Then let me think about it first, right?"

Zhao Ying said with a straight face: "No, start now." What if you really remember?"

Zhao Qingyan reached out and touched her head, and let her be: "Okay, let's start now." But ah, if I can't memorize it, I can't add more porridge. ”

Zhao Ying tilted his head: "Well, okay." ”

Zhao Qingyan groaned slightly, still wiping the strings, popping a few tones, and then whispering: "I didn't do anything at the beginning of my life, and after I was born, Han Zuo declined." The heavens are unkind, and the earth is unkind, so I am at this time. The road is in danger, and the people are in exile and mourning together. The smoke and dust cover the wilderness, and the ambition is obedient and righteous. Who should I sue if I am disgusted and insulted? ”

The prolonged cough had made his voice hoarse and he could not speak loudly. Therefore, his voice is definitely not very good, and it is not suitable for singing with the sound of the piano. But chanting without singing is not a problem for him. With a hint of hoarseness, the voice is very soft, accompanied by the sound of the piano, which is surprisingly beautiful.

Zhao Ying, who was intoxicated by the sound of the piano, and Zhao Qingyan, who was focused on stroking the qin, didn't notice when there was another person outside the house.