Watching Chen Miao deftly put all kinds of dishes in the basket on the table, and served a bowl of rice for himself, ye Qingyan said with a smile: "these dishes are to your taste. I'll order them casually!"
"I can eat anything. I'm not picky!" Chen Miao secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "is your this dish, a little more."
Two women, four plates of meat dishes, three plates of vegetable dishes, a soup and a heavy basket. Just now, Chen Miao was in the back kitchen of the inn, and could hardly carry them.
How long has it been since she ate meat?
Especially the monster meat, before she can only take advantage of the guests, in order to keep elegant, she did not dare to eat more, three is the limit.
"As much as you can eat."
"Well!"
Chen Miao can see that ye Qingyan is definitely rich, and she is not polite enough to eat a meal.
She put the rest of the food in the basket and returned it to the back kitchen of the inn. She went to shopkeeper Xu first and asked with a shy face if she could take the leftovers in the basket home. It was a pity to throw them away.
Shopkeeper Xu didn't embarrass her. He asked the assistant to help her pack and take it back when she left.
Chen Miao was a little happy when he returned to Qingyan's room.
There are two chairs in the pavilion. Two women have a rest in the garden pavilion for a while. Chen Miao looks at the roses in full bloom in the garden. She remembers manager Xu's advice: "does Miss ye like the melody?"
"Yes!"
"Next time I'll bring the pipa! When I have a rest, I can play the lute for girls. I'm very good at it
Chen Miao's talent is not top-notch, and only Pipa can handle it. He is a little confident.
"Why don't you play now?"
"What do you have here?"
"Well!"
With a wave of light Yan Su's hand, a Pipa appears in her arms. Chen Miao takes the pipa, and at a glance she can see the extraordinary craftsmanship of the pipa. Looking at the number of strings of the pipa, she says happily: "this kind of ancient Pipa is very rare now!"
Is it the most ancient style?
The leaf light Yan slightly thought for a while and asked a way: "how, can you play?"
"Yes, give me some time!"
Chen Miao plucks the strings, hears the sound of the pipa, and smiles.
The sound is much better than the pipa in her home.
Looking at Chen Miao fiddling with the lute, light Yan took out a false nail and gave it to her: "take this, or your hand will hurt!"
"Well!"
He put on his false nails and played a few notes on the string. Chen Miao said, "OK, I'll play it for you."
"Good!"
Ye Qingyan can hear that Chen Miao's Pipa is OK. She has worked hard in this aspect, and her talent is OK.
Besides martial arts, ye Qingyan's only hobby in her spare time is musical instruments. Her best musical instruments are guzheng, guqin and pipa.
In the palace of the state of Zhou, all kinds of top musicians gathered, and ye Qingyan also asked them for advice. Those musicians also gave him everything they could, without any privacy.
After all, musicians are in a very low position. They can't wait for them to make friends with Ye Qingyan!
Ye Qingyan's musical attainments are very strong, and only one or two old musicians in the Zhou palace dare to say that their musical attainments are better than her.
"How's it going? Does that sound good? "
Light Yan said with a smile: "yes!"
When I was about 20 years old, I could play the lute like this. It was really OK.
"It's just ok?" Light Yan's evaluation made Chen Miao a little disappointed. She thought she was playing well today. She looked at light Yan and asked in a low voice, "since Miss Ye has collected pipa, must she have a very good temperament?"
Light Yan corners of the mouth smile way: "still OK!"
Talking with Chen Miao, she felt very relaxed. In other words, after she left the state of Zhou, she felt a little relaxed.
In Chen Miao, she also saw her own shadow.
Of course, both of them should be lucky.
"Can you play it?" Chen Miao looked forward to it and asked carefully, "I want to hear it!"
"Yes!"
Ye Qingyan took the pipa without fingernails and played a popular song in the court of Zhou state.
Chen Miao looks at Ye Qingyan's face and her slender fingers playing on the string. The technique is strange and familiar. Listening to the unknown song, she is a little absorbed!
She seems to be in the palace, seeing the majestic Imperial Palace, as well as one by one dressed Kabuki
"How's it going?"
"Better than me!" Chen Miao said with sincere admiration, "what's the name of this song?"
"No name, the musician who taught me Pipa didn't say it!"
"Well! Should be a court musician! Listen to this song. It's magnificent. Ordinary people are not qualified to listen to it. "
"It should be!"After listening to the song, Chen Miao began to teach Ye Qingyan how to read. When they came back, it was almost dark and the words on the paper were almost invisible!
If according to Chen Hao's statement, it is the teacher who has been dragging his class to madness!
Ye Qingyan stood up and said, "it's very late now. I'll take you back!"
"No more!" Chen Miao thought of the food he was going to pack and refused. "Besides, it's not dark yet, and time is still in time!"
"Listen to me!" Light Yan looking at Chen Miao said seriously.
In the tone, there is an irrefutable overbearing.
"Well, good!"
Ye Qingyan takes the gauze and some submissive Chen Miao to the lobby. Chen Miao sees her husband Wang Xiucai standing at the gate of the inn!
"Miss ye, my husband is at the door!"
Leaf light Yan saw that young man to nod: "that you go over, I don't send you!"
"Well, thank you, Miss Ye!"
Light Yan slowly back, back to the shadow, took a look at the couple, back to the room.
In the dark, she didn't light the light.
"Light face!"
After a long time, inside the red blood sword, Chen Hao called.
"What's the matter, Lord Jianling?"
"I heard you play Pipa today. It's very nice. I have a song here I hope you can play it to me! "
"What tune?"
Ye Qingyan never dreamed that Jianling would make such a request!
At this point in time, shouldn't she be encouraged to kill?
"The language of pipa."
Pipa language?
Listen to this strange name, light Yan asks: "this song, shouldn't be made by Lord Jianling?"
"Yes, that's me!"
Chen Hao cheekily said.
Ye Qingyan probably knows the root of the red blood sword, and Chen Hao is too lazy to make up all kinds of reasons. It's better to say that he made up the music himself!
"Master Jianling, teach me!"
"How to teach?"
Chen Hao is a bit of a wax sitter. He can't write music.
Light Yan says: "hum to listen to also go to me!"
"All right!"
When Chen Hao hummed his first voice, ye Qingyan, who was holding pipa, couldn't help laughing!
"Be serious, be serious!" Chen Hao said unhappily.
"Well, I don't laugh!"
At the beginning, ye Qingyan still wanted to laugh, but she endured for some time. After listening to a few words, her face became serious.
She gradually distinguished the plaintive melody from the sword spirit's rough voice.
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