At the Beginning, I Scolded the Fairy Gate, I Really Want to Die

Liu Sanyuan looked at the green bamboo's tender hands.

But he shrank back abruptly, stuffed the rolled up poems into his arms and hugged him, and said with a wry smile.

"Ms. Green Bamboo, is this inappropriate?"

The reason why he rushed home so anxiously was because he was worried about encountering obstacles.

A pair of town's national poems is written, and the person who is worried is like a crucian carp who crosses the river.

That is to say, there are fewer people competing in the Chunfeng Tower, and he may not be able to get it if it is changed to another place.

Now that I was lucky enough to get it, I naturally wanted to "drop the bag for peace."

But unfortunately, something went wrong.

Luzhu is not scary, but the people behind her are scary.

"Master Liu, are you serious about taking a half step back?"

Green Bamboo said with a smile, and there was no lack of narrow-mindedness in his eyes.

"Girl Green Bamboo, gentlemen don't take advantage of others."

Liu Sanyuan tried to struggle.

"I'm just a girl, I'm not a gentleman."

Green Bamboo said.

"This writing was given to me by Brother Ye."

"Then you can also give it to others."

"Ms. Lvzhu, what do you want this poem to do? You are not a scholar?"

"Liu Master, don't pretend, you know in your heart that it is not me who wants this picture, but my Miss."

...

Liu Sanyuan's expression was stiff.

This is what I'm afraid of.

Although he is the son of a prime minister, he is not as good as Xiao Qianqian in terms of status and background.

Others don't know the details of Xiao Qianqian, don't he still know?

This woman is not only the head of the secret spy department, she is in charge of countless spies, but also a major practitioner who has shown excellent spiritual talent since she was a child.

The most important thing is that she and her Majesty today can be said to have grown up together, with deep emotions, just like siblings.

Even boldly think about it, now that His Majesty has not yet established his post, maybe that position is reserved by Xiao Qianqian.

In his opinion, it is not entirely a lie to tell Ye Ning that Xiao Qianqian is a big-shot woman.

Are there any big men in the capital who are bigger than the emperor?

"If Miss Xiao likes this painting, I can lend it to him for appreciation, but... I have to pay it back."

Liu Sanyuan was really hard to give up, said eagerly.

"Come on, this piece of poem is dedicated to your majesty after my Miss received it, and he also knows how much your majesty pays attention to Lord Ye...How could your majesty miss such a national poem? Could it be Liu? The son is going to grab something with your majesty?"

Green bamboo has sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

The rhetoric left Liu Sanyuan speechless.

"Never mind."

He smiled bitterly, and reluctantly took out the lyrics.

Give it to Green Bamboo.

The eyes are full of nostalgia.

Alas, I haven't covered the heat yet.

Lvzhu got something and didn't check it. As soon as his figure flashed, he disappeared.

It can be seen that she is also a great practitioner.

...

Lu Zhu returned to Chunfeng Tower quietly, as if he had never left.

Follow the secret passage back to Xiao Qianqian's room and stand on one side of the room nicely.

She saw Miss's hanging curtain and smiled.

Miss started again.

Every man who meets her must have this experience.

Xiao Qianqian smiled faintly at the dim figure opposite the curtain.

Putting his hands on the guqin, he began to play slowly.

"Play the piano?"

Ye Ning was a lover of ancient culture in his previous life. Calligraphy, poetry, and rhythm are all involved.

But the attainments are not high.

Seeing Xiao Qianqian playing the piano now, I feel a little bit curious.

This piano music of another world may have some charm.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully.

The sound of the piano curls up, but it is extremely sweet.

Xiao Qianqian's piano skills are extremely high, and every note reveals extraordinary vitality.

In Ye Ning's feeling, it seemed to see a gurgling stream.

That stream is melted by thousands of notes, the water is not in a hurry, the water channel is also very gentle, and the water flows down, endlessly.

This is very subtle.

But Ye Ning listened to it for a while, and it was always in this tune.

This is a bit boring.

The flowing water gurgled away, revealing peace and harmony, which could have calmed people down.

But it has always been like this, repeating a tune, but the calm heart has become restless again.

To know that music, its composition is inherently complicated.

In terms of playing the piano, intonation is the minimum.

Superb skills and perfect performance are all bonus points.

But these are not the most important, the most important is the piano score.

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and no matter how good a piano player plays mediocre music, it is difficult to give people an unforgettable feeling. At best, it is just a show of skill.

In truth, Xiao Qianqian's piano music is not rubbish, but to a certain extent, it is actually quite subtle.

But the difference is the same.

At first it was a stream flowing, and then that stream was flowing all the time.

There are no twists and turns, no changes, and gross?

There is no room for imagination.

In terms of artistic conception, it has also fallen behind.

Before he knew it, Ye Ning frowned.

Although separated by the curtain, both Lvzhu and Xiao Qianqian are practitioners.

They can naturally see Ye Ning's look through the curtain.

Seeing him frown, Xiao Qianqian's piano sound stopped abruptly, and her brows frowned.

It's just that she didn't speak.

Instead, Lu Zhu asked with a puffed cheek.

"Young Master Ye, how do you evaluate my Miss's song "Flowing Water"."

Ye Ning replied without thinking.

"What did you play?"

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