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The old man said, "Besides, you still have that 'shadow'?"

"Isn't there something wrong with Yin Chen, Dai Ying wants to help me do something else!" Chris said, "So, Daddy will help me take care of her for a few days." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I promise you, after these two days, I'll help you brew the wine that you mentioned before, that you haven't tasted!"

"Deal!" Hearing this, the old man's goal was achieved, so he naturally accepted it very neatly.

Seeing that their father and son were neither big nor small, Yin Chen couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, feeling a little unbelievable, but for some reason, he was faintly envious in his heart.

Now that Yue Yu'er has settled down, Yin Chen will not stay, and immediately leave and go to do his own business.

Chris also said goodbye to the old man, took Xiong Daiying back to the Gao family's courtyard, found Gao Zunhui, and the three of them discussed it carefully in the house.

Early the next morning, Xiong Daiying came to Chris, he took the initiative to leave, but did not say why, just said that he wanted to do something. Chris didn't say a word, and immediately agreed. After Xiong Daiying left, Chris, who was dressed as Ouyang Feng, was accompanied by Gao Zunhui and got in the car and went to Wazi in the west of the city.

Gao Zunhui, who was sitting in the carriage, looked a little unhappy, and looked at Chris several times to say something, but Chris only didn't know. Finally, Gao Zunhui couldn't help it, and said in a muffled voice: "Your shadow guard is spoiled by you! And the little girl next to you." The master is not the master, the servant is not a servant, there are no rules at all!

Chris shrugged, but smiled silently.

Gao Zunhui was angry, and his voice also raised: "As a shadow guard, you dare to leave your post without permission!

"Okay, my tall son......" Seeing that Gao Zunhui was really angry, Chris hurriedly laughed and said: "You said that he left his post without permission, but has he ever left me before?

Gao Zunhui thought about it and muttered, "That's ...... too"

"I think the reason why he took a leave of absence today is because he has some ideas of his own. Chris said in a calm tone, "First, if I go with you to visit the violinist 'Zongyun' today, under normal circumstances, I will not encounter any danger; Zong Xun owes Lord Xiaolan a favor to help you with the tall son, I'm afraid he won't agree. ”

Chris deliberately said the words "tall boy" very seriously, and then naughtily glanced at Gao Zunhui, and saw that his face was much better.

"And this third point is that Dai Ying knows, I don't want people to associate the two identities of Ouyang Feng and Lan Yuanxiao, so it's best to be careful. Seeing Zong Xun, it's better for him not to appear. Seeing Gao Zunhui nodded, Chris knew that he had listened, so he continued, "And most importantly, since I learned about the 'living dead' yesterday, I can see that he has been thinking about something. I think he must have thought of something that he must have thought of in person to verify if he was able to take a leave of absence today! I am very happy that he can bring it up. ”

"For the shadow guard, the most important thing is to obey orders, and don't need his own thoughts! You treat him so specially, how can he behave in the shadow guard?"

Chris suddenly asked, "Little uncle, do you know why he is called Xiong Daiying and not Dai Ying?"

"Why?" Gao Zunhui frowned slightly.

Chris told him what the sword had said that day.

"He has this identity as a son of the world, and he is an outlier in the shadow guard!" Cristians paused and said, "I didn't mention it to you yesterday, it's about Nanjiang's 'soul corpse', you should know now that Dai Ying has half of the barbarian blood, and he asked for leave today, most of the time to learn about the 'soul corpse'!"

"Understand, it's a huge capital, how can it be so easy to find Nanjiang people......" Gao Zunhui didn't finish speaking, and then he came to his senses, "Oh——, his father!"

Gao Zunhui looked at her and asked, "Since you know and encourage him to do this, do you want him to leave the shadow guard?"

Chris didn't speak, he remembered Jian's words in his heart, if he could really let Dai Ying ease the relationship with his father, recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and restore his identity as a son, it would not be a good thing! This may also be a little thing he could do for him before he left the Song Dynasty!

The streets were too narrow for horse-drawn carriages to pass, so they got out of the carriage and walked. Soon, Chris regretted coming with Gao Zunhui so swaggeringly. originally wanted to keep a low profile, but as soon as he entered the Hualou of Wazi, he didn't walk a few steps, and countless people came forward to greet Gao Zunhui, including guests who came to play, as well as pianists, musicians, and singers in the Hualou...... Of course, there is a large group of Qinglou women who are dressed up in flowers, warblers and swallows.

Gao Xiaogongzi is a famous high-roller in this flower building, and today there is a beautiful man who looks better than Pan An, and this group of women surrounded at once, some secretly sent Qiu Bo, and some simply hooked their shoulders and backs, and the laughter and warblers were not lively for a while.

Chris was taken aback, this is not Flower Street Willow Lane, why are there so many guests?

Seeing that Chris looked like he couldn't resist, Gao Zunhui smiled and waved his hand to drive away the group of women.

When the crowd dispersed, Gao Zunhui looked at Chris, who was a little embarrassed, and laughed: "There are a lot of secret prostitutes in the tile, who made your appearance too attractive!"

Chris glared at him and said, "I went to invite the music and dance master for Dill before, it was all arranged by you, I came to this tile for the first time, how do I know that this is the case!

"It's over!" Gao Zunhui said triumphantly.

Chris hated: "In the future, I must ask Uncle Zong to find you a powerful lady and take care of you well!"

Gao Zunhui threw an exaggerated wink at her and said, "If I marry Tao Tao, I am willing to guard only my lady and never spend all my time drinking! Why do you say you are my niece?"

He hadn't made such a joke since the first meeting, and Chris was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded, "You...... You give me a dead stay!"

Gao Zunhui may have been deliberately angry that time, but now he is saying this, but it is also mixed with a bit of casualness. He really feels that he is very comfortable now, and he doesn't want to marry an ordinary woman who can only live and have children, and only revolve around his husband all his life. He stared at Gao Taotao, watching her excitement to see something new, and sometimes his eyes inadvertently flashed with brilliance that even he didn't even notice!

"Little uncle!" a crisp voice "woke up" Gao Zunhui, and he quickly followed with a smile on his face.

They continued down the alley, and the more they walked, the fewer people came, and at last they barely touched a passerby. In the deepest part of the tile, there is a courtyard. Beyond the courtyard wall, you can see that the courtyard is planted with luxuriant maple trees, it is late autumn, the maple leaves have turned crimson, the ground is full of fallen leaves, and even the ditch next to the road is full of red maple leaves, like a "red rain".

There were a few piano sounds from inside the courtyard wall, as if a drop of spring water was dripping into a deep pool, empty and quiet. However, this soft voice did not last for a moment, and suddenly became very sharp and harsh, as if the sound of iron needles scraping on the stone slab, which made people restless to hear.

Chris was about to cover his ears when the sound of the piano became melodious and soothing again, as if he was caressing the softest fluff of a sheep's belly.

It's a pity that after a few notes, I can't hear anything.

"Now you know why there is no one nearby, right?" Gao Zunhui spread his hands and said helplessly, "Zong Xun is Murong Mao's special pianist, and it is hard to find a lot of money to listen to him play, but no one wants to listen to him practice, this is the reason!"

Chris touched his ears and smiled wryly: "This is a piano practice?

"Zong Xun is very talented among the piano masters, so he is proud of his talents, and he is not very easy to deal with, I really didn't expect that 'you' could make him owe you a favor......

Chris thought back for a moment and said, "I think he's pretty easy to get along with!"

"Zong Xun is easy to get along with, are you sure we're talking about the same person?" Gao Zunhui deliberately pursed his lips, then rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I agreed to help you so easily, it's not that I'm afraid that you won't be able to handle him!"

Chris showed an expression that was even more exaggerated than that of the little uncle: "Do you have such a meritorious expression? It is very difficult to explain the matter first, as if you have helped a lot!"

"How troublesome are you to inquire about him in this tile?" Gao Zunhui pointed angrily at her and said, "Let me give you an example! Usually, in order to see the 'Hanlian Fairy' through his connections, there are more people lining up to invite him to dinner. A rich merchant invited him to eat a meal, and he spent a hundred taels of gold. I heard that he likes to eat oxtail, and he wants to cook ninety-nine eighty-one fires, pursuing the kind of texture that melts in his mouth. Everyone knows that he is good at this mouthful, and every time he is invited to dinner, he has this dish. Once this dish was served, he just took a bite, then threw down his chopsticks, snorted coldly, turned around and left. Later, everyone learned that this time the kitchen did not cook according to the "eighty-one fires". The chef thinks that if you burn one less or one more, it will be rotten, and who will be able to taste it? Unfortunately, the owner of this treat was directly blacklisted by Zong Yan. The two things I told you are just a drop in the bucket! Although Zong Hao is so deliberately making things difficult, everyone also admits it, who made them want to befriend Murong Mo one by one......

Chris pouted and said, "I don't want to make friends with Murong Mo! I'm just asking Zong Hao himself to compose and play!"

"Anyway, let's see the opportunity to act in a while! Of course, it depends on whether your 'Little Blue Lord' face is enough!"

Chris nodded, the two stepped forward, and Gao Zunhui patted the knocker.

After waiting for a long time, I heard the sound of brisk footsteps, which was someone answering the door.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, but there was no one to be seen.

When Gao Zunhui and Chris were feeling strange, they suddenly listened: "Wow!

The two were startled, and when they looked down, the door was opened by a half-human-tall female doll, with a round and chubby face, and her childishness had not been taken off.

She stared at Chris's face and exclaimed with a smile, "Big brother, you look so handsome!"

Gao Zunhui glanced at Chris with a smile, as if to say: Look, even the female doll is fascinated by you!

At this time, the girl had already turned her head to look at Gao Zunhui, and immediately showed a disappointed look. Gao Zunhui was embarrassed when he saw this, and even the words he was about to say were choked back.

Chris was amused by the freckled female doll, and said kindly, "Little sister, we want to see Mr. Zongyang!"

The girl said, "You want to see my father?"

Gao Zunhui asked, "Are you Zong Yan's daughter?"

The girl nodded and said, "Then I'll take you in!"

When she entered the door, the little girl did not bring the two into the main hall of the house, but walked along the wall around the courtyard, and walked to the backyard, and passed through a corner door, and in front of her was a small clearing surrounded by rocks, and several seats were dug out of the rocks for people to sit on. There are several maple trees growing in the courtyard, and the red maple leaves are slowly falling in the wind.

"You guys take a seat first, I'll go find my daddy!"

Gao Zunhui casually found a stone chair and was about to sit down, but heard the girl stop: "That can't sit!"

Gao Zunhui looked left and right, the one he chose was no different from other stone chairs.

The girl said again: "That's Brother Murong's chair, he doesn't allow others to sit on it, and my father doesn't dare to sit on it!"

Gao Zunhui said in his heart: It is said that Zong Hao has a strange personality, but in fact, the most eccentric is his master Murong Mao!

Chris found the place, although it looks basic, but it is very comfortable and you can enjoy the beautiful maple leaves.

The two sat down next to each other, and Chris said softly, "The chair you were going to sit on just now is probably the best place to enjoy the maple here!"

Gao Zunhui ran behind the stone chair, half-squatted and looked at the surrounding scenery, and said: "Indeed, presumably if Murong Mo is on an autumn tour, this courtyard must be a place where he often stops to enjoy the maple blossoms, it seems that this is not a place where any guest can come." ”

What had been a peaceful landscape suddenly sounded like the strings breaking, followed by several loud noises that sounded as if something had shattered.

After a few moments, the girl appeared, and seemed to be worried about them.

"What," Gao Zunhui asked, "is it Mr. Zong Yang who refuses to see us?"

"No, no, my dad didn't make a song, he was angry with himself! My dad used to do that!" the girl held a wooden plate with two cups on it. While placing the cup on the armrest of the stone chair where they were each sitting, he explained: "However, you are in a bad mood now when you meet him, and I am afraid that what you asked for today will not be easy!"

Gao Zunhui and Chris looked at each other, and Gao Zunhui's eyes said very clearly: "Look, I said that he is difficult, right? Even his daughter said that!"

Chris didn't care about anything, and said: "This matter is just fate, don't take it too seriously." If Mr. Zong Yang doesn't accept us, forget it, let's find another violinist!"