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Gao Zunhui said in his heart: Forget it? It's not that I didn't find a violinist for you from Wazi, who tried one after another, and always said that it was not the right way? This was no choice, so I had to come to see Zong Yan! Who asked you to ask for the tune is also a "strange" word!

The girl thought for a while and said, "Don't be impatient, I'll persuade my father." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The girl is only a teenager, but she speaks in an old-fashioned manner.

Gao Zunhui stood up and saluted her seriously: "Thank you, girl!"

"Don't rush to thank me!, it may work, it may not work!" the girl said.

"It's always good to try!"

The girl nodded, shook the empty wooden plate in her hand, and motioned for Gao Zunhui to sit down: "You eat tea first, and I'll go and find out the wind for you!"

With that, he left again.

Gao Zunhui saw Chris's calm and relaxed look, and he was also helpless. He lowered his head to get the cup on the armrest of the stone chair, but he was stunned.

The tea cup is not a rare item, but the tea in the cup is the best. I saw that the tea ball had melted into the water, like a clear snowball slowly melting, and the bubbles that rose when making tea were squeezed one by one and hugged into a ball, but some snow-white pieces on the edge of the cup wall had not yet completely dissolved.

Gao Zunhui picked up the teacup, sighed, and said, "The little girl is too young to order tea, but it's a pity that this precious dragon and phoenix group tea!"

Chris took a sip and raised his eyebrows: "Picky, it's good to drink some!"

"This dragon and phoenix group tea is a tribute, and the official family will only reward a little bit to the emperor's relatives every year, and the important ministers in the court only get it occasionally! Even I rarely drink it, but I didn't expect to drink it here, it seems that it must be which prince 'honors' Zong Hao!"

"Isn't this the tea I drink every day!"

Gao Zunhui almost choked on a sip of tea, and said in his heart: Who can drink tribute tea in the palace every day like you? It seems that the most loser in this world is his niece!

The two of them were sipping tea, and Zong Qing ran to his father's piano room.

She didn't even look at the debris and broken strings on the ground, and she was obviously not surprised. She said directly: "Dad, there are people waiting to see you in 'Fengting'!"

"Murong Mo is here?" Zong Zhe suddenly thought, the time is not right!"Stinky girl, what are you doing? I know that he doesn't let outsiders enter the 'Feng Ting'!"

"Brother Murong himself said that if it was a man as beautiful as him, he could make an exception! So I invited someone in, by the way, and friends who came with him!" Zong Qing thought to himself: That son is not bad-looking, but it's a pity that he is far behind the eldest brother. That brother was born so handsome, and when the time came, he would be placed next to Brother Murong and tsk...... That's just ...... Fairy couple, born as a couple!

Zong Zhe asked, "Who are they?

Zong Qing replied: "Listening to their conversation, it seems that they are not here to ask to see Brother Murong, but to invite you to appear!"

"Oh?" "Knowing what kind of person I am and what temper I have, and daring to invite me, this is rare!" But he still said, "Your father doesn't want to see me, send them away!"

Zong Qing said, "No! You must see it!"

Zong Zhe sat on the ground, there was a long table in front of him, he brushed off the guqin fragments on the table with his big sleeve, and said upsetly: "If you don't see it, you won't see it!"

Zong Qing said in his heart: Since he came out of the prison of Kaifeng Mansion, his father has been so stinky, and it seems that he has been taught a lesson by the above because of the fierce fire oil. But it's useless to stay in the house, it's better to go and meet them, and you should be distracted.

"Then Qing'er will never cook for your father in the future!" Zong Qing crossed her hands on her hips, pursed her lips, and said angrily.

"Hey?" Zong Zhe sat up, slapped the table, and said angrily, "Stinky girl, you turn your elbows out every day!

"Who asked me to say it well, you don't listen!" Zong Qing did not show weakness at all.

Zong Zhe thought about it, this girl has always eaten soft rather than hard, so she immediately changed her face and persuaded: "Xiao Qing'er, be accommodating, I am really in no mood to appear for my father!"

"No way!" the daughter was very serious, and her tone was non-negotiable.

Zong Zhe was so angry that he couldn't help it, but seeing that his daughter could hang an oil bottle on her mouth, he sighed helplessly, and said, "Okay! I'm going to see it for my father!" But he was thinking in his heart: I only said that I would see it, and I didn't say that I would agree, and I would send them away in person, hum!

Zong Qing knew that his father was cunning, and he knew that it was hard at this time, and his father couldn't hold it on his face, so he was allowed to give it or not. So he said to him: "Dad, that big brother is really good-looking, if you can let him enter Brother Murong's drama troupe, it would be great!"

Zong Zhe scolded in his heart: Where did you come from, bastard, my family Qing'er deceived me to say good things for you!

"Really good-looking?" he asked.

"When Dad saw someone, he understood what Qing'er meant!"

Zong Zhe had no choice but to get up, straighten his clothes, and walk towards Fengting. As soon as he entered the courtyard, the mild and fragrant air came to his face, and Zong Zhe felt that his spirit was immediately refreshed, and he felt that his feet were stepping on the carpet paved with red maple leaves, and the rustling sound made when he walked, and his mood was a little better. I secretly said in my heart: It doesn't seem like a bad thing to come outside, it's much better than being embarrassed and not being able to think of anything in that piano room!

Zong Zhe deliberately cleared his throat.

The two men heard the noise and got up from the stone chairs.

When he saw the man in his head, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Welcome to the young man Gao, I don't know what your Excellency is doing with Xiaomin?"

Chris felt that although Zong Zhe called himself "Xiaomin" at the moment, his tone was not inferior at all, and he did not feel humble and cowardly on the fire that day.

Although he is called "Your Excellency", Gao Zunhui does not have the slightest intention of being treated kindly. However, he had already thought that he would be treated coldly by this, but he was not hypocritical, so he quickly took the thing out of his sleeve and said, "This time it was recommended by someone, I hope Mr. Zongyun will take care of it!"

Zong Qing saw it, walked over quickly, took the things, and handed them to his father.

It was a letter and a jade pendant.

The jade pendant is the token that Zong Zhe gave to Lord Xiaolan a while ago.

He quickly opened the letter, and after a cursory reading, he knew what was going on. However, he said unceremoniously: "Xiaomin gave Lord Xiaolan this jade pendant, but I just promised to help him do whatever 'he' wanted, but I didn't help Gao Xiaogongzi fulfill his wish." ”

Zong Zhe admitted that he owed Xiaolan a favor, but he did not sell the face of Gao Xiaogong.

Gao Zunhui thought that if he sent the letter, Zong Zhe would definitely be able to agree, but he didn't know that he came with such a hand, and the words behind him suddenly choked back. In a short period of time, the famous Gao Xiaozi was choked twice in a row, and his face was very embarrassed.

Chris looked at his strange expression, couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

Zong Zhe noticed Gao Xiaogongzi's back, and when he stared at it, he was taken aback. Opposite was a man in his twenties, dressed in a Western costume, a red skullcap with a lock of white silk tassels hanging from the top, a brown tight tunic embroidered with gold thread, a cloak with short sleeves and a short hem on one side, sleeveless and long hem on the other, wide bloomers with ox blood, and boots embroidered with gold thread like a blouse. An ornate ox-blood-colored belt clung to his waist, and a small, sharp scimitar was stuck in his belt.

Now it is not difficult to understand the attitude of the daughter just now, this person's face is handsome and abnormal, his eyes are vigorous, his nose is straight, and his teeth are as white as pearls, which is even more conspicuous under the charming smile.

If you are in the Western Regions, this figure is not very tall, but it is very well-proportioned, and his hands and feet are very delicate, but he looks like a southerner.

Chris didn't make a mistake today, he put on a traditional Western Regions costume, and the inner height shoes on his feet also increased slightly, and the scale was exquisite, in order to be clearly different from Lan Yuanxiao.

However, Zong Zhe was even more unhappy, and reprimanded: "Where did you come from? Qing'er, send off guests!"

The smile on Chris's face froze suddenly.

Gao Zunhui stepped forward and said, "Sir, don't you care about the relationship between 'Lord Xiaolan' at all, and don't talk about it at all?"

Zong Zhe had a cold face, and was about to blurt out: "If it weren't for Lord Xiaolan, I would have driven you out a long time ago!"

When the words came to his lips, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zong Qing hiding behind the corner door and making sign words: "Today, I won't cook for you!"

In front of outsiders, her daughter will never give herself face, pretending not to see it at this time, but she doesn't know what will happen later.

Zong Qing continued to move, "Dad, you're fooling! I don't even listen to what they're going to do!"

At this time, Gao Zunhui seemed to notice something and turned his head to look.

Zong Zhe said in his heart: Not good!

To be honest, as soon as he saw Gao Xiaogongzi, Zong Zhe didn't want to listen to the aftermath at all. Who is Gao Zunhui? Everyone else thinks he is an idle boy and a playboy on the Fengyue field. Zong Zhe knew a little about Gao Zunhui's secret actions in private. This person is not bad at all in their profession! Just by relying on his connections with various spy organizations, he can extend his tentacles extremely deep and spread his network extremely widely. He didn't spend a penny to build his own intelligence network, but he could find out a lot of news, how could he not make Zong Zhe deeply jealous? It is better to be careful when dealing with this tall young man, he can't wait to sweep him away quickly!

As soon as there are many words to say, there will be many actions, Zong Qing has no intention of restraining at all, and continues to gesture: "I don't even know what the big brother is called?"

Zong Zhe scolded in his heart: Stinky girl, do you want to kill your father by using such a set of sign language that is obviously only understood by secret agents?

Yes, others may not be able to understand it, but Gao Xiaogongzi is afraid that he will soon be able to detect it. Zong Zhe was helpless and shouted, "Wait!"

As soon as he said these two words, Gao Zunhui turned his head and saw Zong Qing making an extremely ugly grimace. frowned, wondering in his heart that this father and daughter were the same.

Zong Zhe's attitude suddenly changed greatly, and said, "Forget it, I'd better listen to what the two of you have to do first......

Chris said in his heart: Mr. Zong is really weird-tempered, he had to drive us away one second, and he let go the next second, which is really incomprehensible.

At this time, Gao Zunhui was already extremely unhappy, but she could only say patiently: "This time, in order to support a Qinglou woman and act in a play, I want to ask Mr. to compose a new song for her, it would be better if I could accompany her personally!"

Zong Zhe's eyes flashed, and he said in his heart: Hold the Qinglou woman? Is this set still less in our industry? It seems that Gao Xiaogongzi has taken action and wants to cultivate eyeliner himself!

He pointed at Chris and asked, "What does that have to do with the people of the Western Regions?"

Gao Zunhui said: "This name is Ouyang Feng, and the woman in the Qinglou is his sweetheart! ”

Zong Qing said in his heart: It turns out that his name is Ouyang Feng!

Chris stepped forward at the right time to clasp his fists and salute, and said, "In Xia Ouyang Peak, although he was born in the Western Regions, he is a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Zong Zhe looked up and down, and said in his heart: This person is really a rare beautiful man, and he has a fight with Murong Mao, it should be said that they have different styles and temperaments. It's a pity that his Western Regions dress can't highlight his appearance, if he changes into a costume and acts in the same play with the "Hanlian Fairy", it will definitely make the people of the capital fascinated.

Zong Zhe glanced at his daughter again, and suddenly had a plan, and said, "Let me promise, but there is one condition!"

Chris and Gao Zunhui glanced at each other, wondering in their hearts what kind of unruly conditions they would have.

Zong Zhe said: "This Ouyang Gongzi, if you agree to participate in the capital tour of 'Shuangzhuzhai' next year, then I will also agree to your request this time!"

"Me?" Chris was dumbfounded, pointing to his nose. Xindao: I can't sing, what kind of international jokes are I making?

Zong Qing was secretly happy when he heard it: Daddy is good, this trick is unexpected.

Chris asked seriously: "How many shows will this so-called tour of Beijing take, how long will each show take, and what will I do?"

Zong Zhe said: "Naturally, it will not be difficult for the son......"

When encountering this kind of thing, Chris was not polite at all, and said resolutely: "If you don't make these things clear, I will never agree." ”

Zong Zhe was a little surprised, the other party did not give in. He was just trying to satisfy his daughter's desire to keep this person, and of course he also wanted to make some fuss with this handsome man, but it was just a fleeting idea, and he didn't have any actual ideas, so he didn't have any specific requirements.

He spread his hands and said, "It seems that there is no need to continue talking." ”

"Of course it's necessary!" Since the other party was relieved, Chris would never let it go. She is a businessman, you can ask for a price, I can sit on the ground and pay back, everything can be discussed, hehe!

She gave Gao Zunhui a look, and Gao Zunhui immediately took out a few pieces of paper from her arms and sent them to Zong Zhe, saying, "This is the contract for this performance, please take a look at Mr. Zonghui!"

"Contract?"

Zong Zhe took the pieces of paper, read the first few articles, and was shocked, he had never seen the style of this contract document, but everything was detailed, and the details should be listed clearly.

It says that I am invited to be a musician to compose, and the music requires "gothic style"? I am also a leading figure in the music industry, why have I never heard of it?

He looked up and asked, "What is this 'gothic'?"

Gao Zunhui was about to answer, but was stopped by Chris, she said: "It involves trade secrets, forgive me for the inconvenience." At the end of the contract, there was a confidentiality clause, and if the gentleman signed it, he could know the details of the performance in full. ”