Mrs. Wu looked at the sword on Bai Wenyu's waist with surprised eyes, and asked softly: "Gongzi Wen, there is no need to be polite, the concubine looks at your waist with a sword, but is it a person walking in the rivers and lakes?"

Bai Wenyu smiled calmly and calmly, and replied calmly: "Mrs. Yu's question, the sword is a student's self-defense, and he is not a homeless Luobo Xiucai in his later life! Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

He was a talent early when he was a child and was known as a prodigy, but unfortunately his parents did not plan to let him participate in the township examination every three years.

Mrs. Wu looked him up and down carefully, except for her face being a little darker, she didn't like it, but she was indeed a weak talent, and there was nothing suspicious about it, so she nodded with some satisfaction, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where you want to go today?"

"I don't know when I am late, the ends of the earth, wherever I go, it counts. Bai Wenyu seemed preoccupied and replied helplessly.

"Brother Wen, why don't you go to Chuan'er's new home, let's live together?" You teach me horsemanship, and I teach you how to fight, okay?" Wu Chuan's little boy interjected heartlessly on the side, and later pretended to have a look full of expectation.

Mrs. Wu was in the middle of it, but she scolded with a smile in her mouth: "The children's family, if you want to break your mouth and talk too much, you know how to play, and you dare to teach people to fight, is it itchy? Your father knows, but there is no good life! However, there is some truth in the words of Wen Gongzi and Chuan'er. The concubine sees that the two of you are very close to each other, are you willing to go to this mansion and temporarily succumb to be Chuan'er's enlightenment private school, and this mansion will never treat you badly!

Bai Wenyu pondered it quietly, and felt that it was seriously unfavorable to him in the current treacherous situation in the rivers and lakes, and at present, he was temporarily hidden in the deep house of the official mansion and safely healed and practiced, why not do it? The idea has been decided, so he smiled and agreed: "It is better to be respectful, thank you Madame for your kindness to take me in, but there is a small condition in the late life, please forgive Madame." ”

Mrs. Wu was stunned and asked in surprise: "What conditions does Gongzi Wen have, just come through the pipe, Mrs. Ben will never blame!"

Bai Wenyu smiled faintly, and said brightly: "I live in your mansion in my later life, and I only teach Chuan'er to do my homework, please don't disturb the red tape in the house, and ask my wife to forgive me." ”

Mrs. Wu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Childe, in this case, don't worry too much, Mrs. Ben agrees, it's nothing?" Chuan'er, don't you kowtow to Teacher Wen soon!"

Wu Chuan's little boy was a little unhappy in his heart, he must have become a teacher, and he might be beaten at any time, so he looked a little hesitant.

"Come, little brother, your eldest brother Wen is still your eldest brother, usually your eldest brother, and you are your teacher when you do homework, but you have to be obedient, how about it?" Bai Wenyu reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said indifferently.

The little boy of Wuchuan suddenly had dark clouds on his face, and immediately danced happily, and was about to bend down and bow his knees, Bai Wenyu stopped him, took his little hand, said goodbye, and turned to walk towards his mount, his eyes turned, and he had no intention of glimpsing the lovely veins and eyes of the lovely child leaning against the curtain of the pink carriage window, as if he was nervously relieved, which made Bai Wenyu have a premonition in his heart, feeling that it was very inappropriate, and his face was a little unnatural.

This small number of relocation convoys, in a burst of shouting, the whole team continued to move forward. The little boy of Wuchuan naturally sat on Bai Wenyu's majestic horse, looking forward to Shenfei, and playing happily with Bai Wenyu, which also made Bai Wenyu's sadness and pain that he had nowhere to vent alleviate a lot and get some release.

Approaching dusk, the team had entered the city of Chengdu and arrived at the residence of the prefect Wu, and the prefect took Mr. Hong and a group of cronies, servants, and maids to greet him in front of the gate. The scene of seeing each other has its own touching scene of hugging and crying, and then there is a busy scene of people shouting and bustling, which will not be mentioned for the time being.

Before Bai Wenyu entered the mansion, he paid great attention to the big-shouldered Mr. Hong, and found that his temples were high, his actions were agile and powerful, and he guessed that he was a master of the house. didn't know that he was the hidden dragon.

When Mr. Hong introduced Mrs. Wu, his tiger eyes kept sweeping over Bai Wenyu's body, as if he wanted to find something suspicious. As a result, he got nothing, nodded politely to the calm Bai Wenyu, and ignored the inconspicuous black-faced young scholar, and went to take care of the affairs of the house.

Entering the mansion, Wu Zhifu, who doesn't care about family affairs, was born in Jinshi, has been an official for many years, and the official should be bigger and bigger, but unfortunately he was implicated with someone, and he was sent back to his hometown from the patrol of Jiangsu and Zhejiang to report on his work, and the official became smaller and smaller. Despite this, he is still open-minded and will never live on a vegetarian basis.

As soon as he saw Bai Wenyu, he fell in love, and the two of them talked very speculatively with their good friends for many years, the Four Books and Five Classics, the Way of Confucius and Mencius, and Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Bai Wenyu coped with it freely, knew everything, knew everything, and made the dignified prefect amazed by his genius, and he was greatly impressed, and he also sighed to himself. I can't imagine that this inconspicuous black-faced scholar, in the year of the weak crown, is proficient in so many worldly studies, if he devotes himself to the scientific field, he is the champion!

The prefect's residence is a rich Suzhou garden style, only to see the red pavilion carved building, hidden in the branches of the vast ancient banyan tree. The rockery stone forest is rugged, a path between flowers, a small bridge with a stone fence, traversing it, and the water of the source, drainage, and distribution makes people want to find the root and seek the source, and the interest is strong, and the mood is incomparably fresh and comfortable.

The small stone bridge and the path lead directly to the family house in the backyard, and the shrubs and vines on both sides stretch out in an orderly manner, if it is not the winter season, the courtyard will be full of flowers, ancient trees, birds chirping, and green water dingdong flowing. It is bound to attract maids and maids with flowing sleeves to and fro, frolicking, and smiling like flowers chasing butterflies and moths among flowers.

Bai Wenyu lives in the place where the prefect's back house meets the front hall, close to the courtyard wall, and is a mahogany side house with a glazed tile roof and two lattice windows below.

In the first few days, the house was newly moved, everything was waiting to be done, everyone was busy and tired, and there was no time to pick up and drop off. Because of Mrs. Wu's explanation and care, no one paid attention to the newly arrived Mr. Black-faced Private School, and even the naughty and naughty little boy Wu Chuan did not come to trouble him.

On this day, it was the fifteenth moon night, a round of bright and bright cold toads, hanging high on the top of the dark tree, layers of white scale clouds like veil, reflecting the silver moonlight like haze. The night breeze blows slowly, and the treetops gently shake their heads and rustle.

Bai Wenyu meditated and healed, sat in the bed, thinking of the destroyed home, the murdered parents, Qiao's father and daughter, and the ancestors and grandchildren of Huangfu Sheng, his heart cramped, causing emotional irritability, he couldn't help pushing the door out, moved into the courtyard, and walked towards an octagonal pavilion on the rockery that overlooked the whole house.

He walked with his hands in his hands, his white Confucian robe fluttering, his sword hanging from his waist, if it weren't for the complexion on his face, he looked dark and ordinary in the snow-white moonlight, and that super-earthly natural temperament would be seen by others, what kind of shocking would it be.

Stepping into the pavilion, there are already pioneers, look around, but find that the front is close to the mahogany railing, a horizontal frame of an antique ancient string piano, sandalwood is just burning, I don't know who is so Yaxing?

He looked around, waited for a while, but never saw anyone come, on a whim, on a whim, why not turn the "Twelve Immortals of Tian Lai Gangyin" left by another person into the guqin playing?

This strange thought made his blood run wild, and his emotions were so excited that he forgot where he was? Thinking of doing it, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he hurriedly sat down in his clothes, and saw that the guqin was an ordinary palace product, and he could only play ordinary music, although he was a little disappointed, but it was still better than nothing. Calm down your mind, first adjust the string test a few times, and then slowly start the tone, stretch your fingers and play, the mysterious music symbols of the first two styles of the immortal score continue to flash in your mind, and gradually your mind enters the void.

But in the quiet night sky, the sound of the piano rises slowly, a string of pleasant and refreshing fairy music, cutting through the vast moonlit night sea, there is a small boat with white sails, quietly leaving the beautiful shore of his hometown, swaying, sailing towards the boundless world. The blue sea breeze whispers, and the stars in the sky shine brightly, like a beautiful hazy girl, blinking with deep and boundless starry eyes, which makes people intoxicated!

After a while, the wandering wanderer of the rivers and lakes, in an instant, walked into a flower-filled valley gorge, echoing in the sky like the song of kingfishers, and the flying murmur of the little swallows, this is a spring-like hometown night moon, a lonely wanderer, lonely wandering in front of the old wooden window swaying by candlelight, outside the song like the sea......

The sound of the piano gradually alarmed the entire prefect, which was originally a noisy and troubled scene, and they were all immersed in a solemn silence for a moment.

Everyone in the sound of the piano, each of them has a sense of life, whether sad and happy, or happy or not, have put down the things in their hands, and coincidentally came to the garden, standing quietly in the melting moonlight, looking up at the top of the rockery as if fascinated, looking at the white-clothed figure sitting on the piano in the octagonal pavilion.

Bai Wenyu didn't feel that he had no intention of playing the first two forms of the immortal score, it was so shocking, how could mortals resist the power generated? How many times had they heard the sound of the piano in the sky?

Outside the small pavilion, the sound of the piano is like the wind, blowing through the slender shadow that came at some point. The coquettish and focused eyes reflect the endless heart-warming Qiuhong. She unabashedly looked at the black-faced young man in front of her, feeling that he was so chic and charming, especially the supreme wisdom light flashing in the eyes of the sword eyebrows, which made her haunted by her dreams! It made her beautiful eyes burst into tears, like a trickling stream, dripping down her pink and delicate face! As if the person in front of her was the person of life and death she had been looking for through thousands of years!

Suddenly, Bai Wenyu played up, Shu fingers changed suddenly, from the two-style horn sound of the Gangyin Immortal Spectrum to the three-style "Cuckoo Wangui Crying Blood" sign, faintly heavy killing opportunities, bloody and sometimes hidden. Unexpectedly, the sound of the qin was interrupted, and the guqin could not withstand the true power of his fingers, and the strings were broken, and the people who listened to them were shocked, and immediately woke up in their dreams, and their hearts returned to the mortal world.

How did they know the magic and power of the "Twelve Immortal Spectrum of Heavenly Sounds", which is a miracle created by an alien advanced civilization, skillfully using the energy elements in the air to kill people in an invisible stunt with sound. When the master plays this master, the mind is naturally immersed in the sound of the piano, and the true power in the body is also injected into the notes, and it increases as the scale gradually strengthens. Therefore, even if ordinary people obtain this immortal spectrum, they will sigh with admiration and can't bounce up.

Fortunately, the guqin played by Bai Wenyu was an ordinary guqin, otherwise, he didn't know how many people he would kill.

Bai Wenyu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw other people's guqins inexplicably destroyed in his own hands. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that there were many people at the foot of the mountain watching their jokes, and it was inevitable that they would be flustered and a little overwhelmed.

"Hehe!" A crisp and pleasant smile came from his face, which startled Bai Wenyu.