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Zhang Jian listened to the melodious sound of the piano, his face was slightly stunned at first, then surprised, and finally completely immersed.

He is from a clear stream, and has also emulated the style of celebrities, proficient in music, and even once composed his own music, today at first glance to listen to Su Qingnu playing the phoenix, only to feel that the essence of this song is fully displayed, the charm of the Chu Ci body and the freshness and brightness of the music house in a furnace, the fingering is skillful, tends to be mellow, the sound of the piano is like a storm when it is rapid, when it is slow like a whisper, when it is not in a hurry, it is like a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, it is really worthy of everyone's two words.

At the end of the song, the hall was silent.

Su Qingnu got up and saluted everyone, and then he had to choose a guest to stay and talk about poetry and music according to the rules.

Su Qingnu looked around, and then said softly: "The problem of the slave family is actually very simple, there is no need for everyone here to compose a poem, this phoenix is a guqin song, there is an allusion in it, and there is a poem of resentment, I don't know which guest can recite it?"

As soon as Su Qingnu's words fell, Zhang Jian in the private room had already gotten up and pushed the window, chanting: "After a farewell, the two places hang each other." Although it is March or April, who knows five or six years. The lyre is played without intention, the eight-line book is not transmitted, the nine rings are broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion wants to be pierced. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, all kinds of helplessness to resent. I can't finish a thousand words, and I am bored and rely on the column. Chongjiu ascends to see the lonely goose, and the moon is full in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. In the middle of July, I burned incense and asked the sky, and in June, everyone shook my heart. In May, the pomegranate flowers are red like fire, and they are watered by gusts of cold rain. In April, the loquat is yellow, and I want to be upset in the mirror. In March, the peach blossoms drift with the water, and in February, the kite string is broken. Oh, Lang Ya Lang, I wish I would be a man for the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man. ”

Su Qingnu looked at Zhang Jian and said with a smile: "Then today I will invite this guest to talk about poetry and rhythm with the slave family." ”

Xuanyi, who was in another private room, closed the window that was only pushed open by a gap, and said softly, "The fish has taken the bait." ”

Yujia got up and said, "Then let the ghost Ding prepare to do it, and remember not to disturb Miss Su then." ”

Xuanyi nodded silently and turned to leave the place.

After taking a few steps back and forth in the room, Yujia said softly, "Someone." ”

A sword qi volley hall swordsman quietly pushed the door in.

Gojia commanded, "Go and ask the lords of the Imperial Envoy and the Political Envoy to come over, and say that they will be invited to drink flower wine." ”

The swordsman respectfully complied and hurried away.

Mikazu sighed again, reaching out and gently rubbing his brow.

When I used to kill people with a sword, can I only do these unseemly things now?

Then there is not much left of his own kendo.

Sometimes, he is very envious of the young master, because his determination is firm, it is rare, the young master has always understood what path he should take, and he will never damage his sword heart for some inexplicable reasons, and now his sword path cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, and he stepped into the realm of earth immortals at a young age, and he is expected to become another great sword immortal who has reached the top of the world in this life.

Look at yourself again, you have been living for decades, and you are still a small human immortal realm, and the royal armor can only smile bitterly and be speechless.

On the other side, Zhang Jian came to Su Qingnu's room under the guidance of the old bustard before.

There is no extravagance, there is an ordinary carpet on the ground, a light screen that copies the "Spring Map", separating the inner and outer rooms, not far from the screen is a seven-stringed yaoqin with a broken pattern of the snake's belly, and there is a small table for two people to sit next to it, and the tea sets on the table are all available, which is not precious, but exquisite.

Zhang Jian sighed in his heart, this Su family is really unusual, and his good feelings are even greater.

Su Qingnu took the initiative to speak, and talked about the Chengping Ceremony, which is the most talked about in Shilin today, quoting the scriptures, and the head is the Tao, which made Zhang Jian more and more impressed, and at the same time regretted in his heart, such a talented woman was reduced to such a dusty place, which was really tyrannical.

Zhang Jian sat opposite Su Qingnu, watched her skillfully and skillfully fiddle with the tea set, and asked, "Miss Su, have you ever seen the Chengping ceremony?"

Su Qingnu nodded lightly and said, "My son-in-law has a collection of one hundred copies of the Chengping Canon, and I used to borrow and read them when I had nothing to do. ”

"Your son-in-law?" Zhang Jian said suspiciously: "This Chengping Canon has just been written, and even in the imperial capital, there are few families that can have as many as 100 volumes, and it is already very decent to have a few volumes, so it is difficult to ...... it."

Zhang Jian suddenly remembered something, and hesitated: "Your son-in-law is ......"

Su Qingnu smiled and nodded, "My son-in-law's surname is Xu." ”

Zhang Jian's face changed slightly, after all, he was a figure from the officialdom of the imperial capital, no matter how dull he was, he finally noticed that something was wrong, from the deliberate dedication of the old bustard before, to the Xu Gongzi in Su Qingnu's mouth, and this Fanghua Pavilion was originally the property under the name of Xu Gongzi.

The new political envoy felt a chill on his back.

Su Qingnu asked softly, "Lord Zhang seems to be uncomfortable, why is his face so bad?"

Zhang Jian couldn't care about Su Qingnu's name for himself, and got up suddenly, about to leave this place of right and wrong, but when he opened the door, he found that there were already young and strong men standing outside, led by a thin man with gloomy eyes.

The thin man smiled and said, "Lord Zhang, where are you going?"

Zhang Cheng calmed down and said calmly: "What are you talking about? What did you do bad things and leave, will you Fanghua Pavilion change to be a robber?"

The thin man said hesitantly: "Su family is our Fanghua Pavilion honored guests, I didn't expect Lord Zhang to look dignified, but his heart is so unbearable, he actually wants to be strong, I might as well tell you the truth, Su family has already been combed by our son, if you don't give an explanation today, you don't want to walk out of the door of Fanghua Pavilion." ”

Zhang Jian's face turned red, and he said loudly: "When will I exceed the courtesy by half a minute? ”

The thin man smiled and said: "Don't yell at me, it's useless, we've checked your roots, from the political envoy of the second grade, this is a feudal official, and he was still a noble Hanlin born before, it is even more amazing, but if this matter is spread, the adult's name will not be kept, and then what will the colleagues think of the adult? ”

Zhang Jian's eyes were red, and he turned his head to look at Su Qingnu, but suddenly found that the woman had turned around and gone behind the screen, and could only see a vague silhouette.

The thin man narrowed his eyes, and his tone gradually became cold, "I might as well make it clear, there is Lan Xiangye above the adults, and there is also Han Xiangye above us, no one is worse than the other, if the adults come to the river to be promoted and make a fortune, then we naturally don't interfere with the river water, but if you come to find someone who is not happy, then don't blame us for not letting the adults make you happy." ”

Zhang Jian's face was complicated and uncertain.

The thin man sneered, adding the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, "To tell you the truth, the adults of the Political Envoy Department and the Inspectorate are drinking downstairs at this time, as long as I say hello here, they will come up, and then the adults will be full of mouths, and how much can they tell?"

Zhang Jian's face changed suddenly, and he said dejectedly: "Say, what do you want to do?"

"Please make a note. The thin man commanded softly: "Pen and ink are waiting." ”

Half an hour later, Zhang Jian walked out of the brightly lit Fanghua Pavilion in despair, and no longer had the same vigor as before.

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