C45

Chapter 45 - The growing interest

"Thirteen, keep an eye on her." Yun Qianliang rubbed her glabella in exhaustion.

"Should I hand the culprit over to the Jing Zhao Mansion after capturing him?" Gu Shisan asked.

Yun Qianliang pondered for a while, then said: "Bring them back for questioning first, hand them over after receiving all the confessions."

Wen Meng was a restless person, if she did not have a handle on Wen Meng, then there would be an endless stream of troubles in the backyard, and she did not have the heart to fight with him again and again, so holding her in her hands was the best idea.

Gu Shisan retreated after receiving the order, and turned to look at where Gu Yicheng was hiding.

"Haven't you heard enough of the Prime Minister's corner?"

With that said, Gu Yicheng walked over with his hands behind his back, and sat on the sandalwood chair on his left.

"You think I'm lying?" Yun Qianliang heard his praise, and smiled: "There really is one, so if you dare touch my Cloud Water Pavilion's money, I'll definitely let you have it."

She had a strange hobby of marking money. Paper and money were convenient, and gold and silver were much more inconvenient. However, she was used to it.

"Do you love money that much?" Gu Yicheng looked at her curiously.

It was easy to understand why the poor loved money. It wasn't common for a rich girl like her to love money.

Yun Qianliang was slightly stunned, his eyes turned, and his curled up eyelashes flapped like butterfly wings.

The spies could not have weaknesses, but the lurking quest required a human's weakness. Only with a weakness would the enemy think that they could control it. Fishing required tools, and if the lurker was bait, then the human's weakness would be hooks with fishing lines.

Money was the most vulgar thing, but it was the easiest thing to lack.

For the corruption of money, it was simple and crude.

After approximately half a cup of tea's worth of time, her red lips had bent and her eyes were like crescent moons. Yun Qianliang revealed a bright and relaxed smile, as sonorous and forceful words jumped out of her red lips, "There is."

Gu Yicheng stared at the smile that was as bright as a flower, a faint light flashed in her eyes, shining like a myriad of stars.

Gu Yicheng felt that the young lady in front of him was finally no longer hiding in the fog, playing hide and seek. She parted the layers of white fog around her, and with the light of early summer, she stepped into the world.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a smile that carried the aura of a fire that could cause the world to tremble, as if she was about to overthrow all other living beings.

Gu Yicheng's tongue swept across his gums, the interest that surged in his heart making his heart itch.

"I am in a good mood today and have decided to help you." Gu Yicheng slapped his hand on the table and said, "Tonight, we will sing and dance as much as we can, let's drink and chat merrily. How about it?"

"Sure." Yun Qianliang was in high spirits as she magnanimously agreed.

Wen Meng would not easily believe her words, she had to wait and see before she could take action. Tonight, the Shengpeng Dance prevented her from escaping, so time was of the essence.

However, in order to protect Wen Meng, she used this move too stealthily, using the name of helping her. In reality, it prevented Wen Meng from finding the culprit, so as to remind her that she should calm her mind and not lose her composure.

Since they were going to exchange blows, she would accompany them to the end.

Wen Meng's character might not be as strong as Gu Yicheng's, she would definitely be able to hold on.

Yun Qianliang left the Qing Hu Tong with light steps and took her usual nap. She spent her afternoon practicing calligraphy and painting, passing away her free time.

The sun was waning, birds were flying back to the forest, the sky was completely dyed red, and the Gu Xiangfu's singing and dancing feast had just begun.

The song and dance feast was in the garden, surrounded by elaborate palace lights, and early beauties were dancing to the sound of the music.

Yun Qianliang used the Evening meal to delay them for a while, but by the time she arrived at the garden, it was already too late.

She led her servant into the light, which illuminated her beautiful face, adding to her charm.

Yun Qianliang usually did not care about dressing up, but tonight, she specially made some makeup for Ying Huanhuan and put on the Hundred Water Dress with the red plum embroidered on it.

Walking slowly towards her, her dress sleeves were like water, lightly rippling.

Yun Qianliang walked past the beautiful woman and arrived at the place where she was holding a wine jug and listening to music and watching dancing.

"I'm late, please forgive me." Her eyebrows slightly lowered as she spoke in a soft voice. Her expression was so gentle that it seemed as if it could be squeezed out.

"Qian Chao, this song and dance feast is for you, but you came late. I'm afraid you won't be able to make it if you forgive me." As if Gu Yicheng was drunk, he narrowed her eyes to look at the beauty in front of him.

Yun Qianliang smiled, then walked to his own seat, picked up her wine jug and cup, and once again returned to his seat.

"I will punish myself with three cups of wine. Is this acceptable?" Yun Qianliang asked.

"Yes, yes." Gu Yicheng said.

"Madam." Chun Hua worriedly called out softly, attempting to stop her.

Yun Qianliang waved her hand and poured herself a pot of wine. She downed three cups in one go, and in the end, upended the wine cup.

Gu Yicheng put down the wine jug and clapped in satisfaction, "As expected of this prime minister's wife, your alcohol capacity is extraordinary."

Yun Qianliang smiled and agreed, then walked towards her seat.

Wen Meng was playing the zither and singing very close to the seats in the middle. She heard Gu Yicheng's words very clearly, and when she played the zither, she couldn't help but misunderstand, causing the dancers to be at a loss. Fortunately, she reacted in time and did not stop because of her mistakes, and continued to play and sing, which the dancers immediately coordinated with.

The sound of the zither was melodious and gentle like flowing water.

The song was sweet and melodious.

The dancers' figures were enchanting, their waists slightly twisted, and their arms were nimble as they rotated gently.

At the end of the song, the dancers stood in a row.

Gu Yicheng straightened his body and called Wen Meng forward.

"Wen Meng, play a tune that the Madam likes. If you please the Lady too much, I will reward you." Gu Yicheng threw a flirtatious glance at Yun Qianliang.

Usually, she would only play the zither and sing for him, she could be considered his soulmate. But tonight, she would be inviting him for a feast, and without a doubt, he would treat her as a entertainer for fun.

Wen Meng forced out a smile, bowed and asked: "I wonder what songs Madam would like to hear?"

"If it's a tune I like, I'm afraid Miss Wen Meng won't be able to play it." Yun Qianliang opened her mouth and a clear aroma wafted out.

"Although Wen Meng is not as good as the court musician, Wen Meng is definitely not an ignorant person. As long as Madam can explain it, Wen Meng can try."

Yun Qianliang shook his head and poured some wine into a silver wine cup that was embedded with gems. He placed it under his nose and took a light sniff.

"This wine is cool and beautiful because it has been brewed for a long time, and because it has been buried in the soil of the wine field. This is its entire life." "And you …" Yun Qianliang paused, his eyes that were as clear as the vast sky stared straight into those eyes that wanted to compete with her, "Your song contains arrogance, unwillingness, jealousy, and grievance, and you have broken the original taste of the song to the point where it makes people not satisfied listening to it. Lady Wen Meng, tell me, how can you play such a play that is filled with passion and drive me crazy? "

Yun Qianliang's words landed on the floor and directly pierced into their hearts.

It was clearly a gentle and fair evaluation, but it felt like a knife was stabbed into Wen Meng's heart.

Wen Meng pursed her lips, staring fiercely at Yun Qianliang, she squeezed out three words from between her teeth, "I didn't."

"In terms of playing the zither, I might not be as skilled as you, but in terms of listening, I'm definitely an expert among them. In the tune you played just now, you made three mistakes, and you even made five mistakes in the high and low notes and rotations. Am I right?" Yun Qianliang asked lightly in return.

Wen Meng was speechless. She had indeed been disturbed, but she had to admit her fault in front of Yun Qianliang.

"Madam probably doesn't understand the zither, so she mistook it for mistakes and mistakes." Wen Meng quibbled.

Everyone said that the direct daughter of the Yun family was just an idiot, she did not understand the zither at all.

Hearing this, Yun Qianliang did not get angry at Wen Meng's mockery and instead laughed.

Yun Qianliang stood up, walked to the place where the guqin was placed, and sat down on the low chair.

The zither made a single sound, a simple tune.

Immediately after, Yun Qianliang strummed every string on the zither once, and the combined sound of the strings once again sounded out. Only then did she stop his actions that seemed as if he was trying to cause trouble.

Yun Qianliang exhaled, imitating Wen Meng's posture previously, she placed both of her hands on the guqin, and used her fingers to lightly stroke the strings of the zither.

This was the first time Yun Qianliang had touched a zither, and his playing techniques and finger techniques were unfamiliar to his, so her melody was very slow and intermittent. Although the sound was still lacking in quality, at least the tune that she had played was no different from the one Wen Meng had played before.

After the last note ended, Yun Qianliang retracted her hand and asked: "Master, is this the song Miss Wen Meng played just now?"

"Exactly." Gu Yicheng replied, his smile becoming more sincere.

"Miss Wen Meng, you also said that I do not understand the zither, but just by listening to me, you can reproduce your melody, do you think that I would hear wrongly?" Yun Qianliang pretended to randomly pull a few strings, and it did not seem to be in tune, but it was actually a bit ear-piercing, "Are these the wrong places?"

Wen Meng's face became even uglier, but she arrogantly raised her head, refusing to admit it.

Yun Qianliang laughed and stood up to leave the guqin.

Originally, she had no intention to argue with Wen Meng, but looking at her arrogant demeanor, her stomach full of evil intentions started to stir up, purposely causing Wen Meng to lose face in front of everyone.

"Tonight, I owe it to the prime minister to set up this song and dance feast for me, but unfortunately, I'm just an embroidered pillow. I really can't understand these elegant songs and dances, so after disturbing the prime minister's feast, I'll punish myself." Yun Qianliang walked back to his seat and straightforwardly punished himself with three cups of wine.

"Continue." Gu Yicheng waved his hands, allowing Song Wu to continue.

Gu Yicheng got up and sat beside Yun Qianliang, supporting his head with her hands, a pair of intoxicated eyes filled with interest. She turned his head to look at the person who had drunk her heart's content and laughed: "Qian Qian Qian, you thought that this apricot wine was good to drink, so you found a reason to drink the penalty wine."

"Why do you have to expose me if you want to see through me?" Just as she was about to speak, her wrist was grabbed by Gu Yicheng, and in the next moment, her hand was snatched away, and all the good wine was poured into Gu Yicheng's mouth.

"You have too much strength after drinking this wine, so drink less." Gu Yicheng smiled as he held onto the wine cup that she had used before.

Yun Qianliang rolled her eyes as she was unwilling to speak directly.