Qinchun Garden is the largest garden outside Chang'an City. The scenery inside the garden is charming, and it feels like a small Jiangnan when the flowers are in bloom in spring and summer. There is a very large pool in the center of the garden called "Qinchun Pool". There is a large platform in the center of the pool. In the center of the platform is a large pavilion. The top of the pavilion is huge, almost covering the entire platform, and around the pavilion are many Seating areas separated by bamboo curtains. This platform can protect you from the sun on hot days and rain on rainy days. There are also rockeries and small bridges in the pool, which make people feel relaxed and happy. Therefore, it is often chosen as a good place for gatherings by literati and elegant people. Talented and beautiful ladies can sing here. I write poems, drink and talk happily, and feel at ease.
Standing at the entrance of Qinchun Garden, Yingping stopped. Feeling the excitement coming from inside, he still hesitated. The little girl's words have been stuck in his mind these days. He doesn't want to leave any bad impression on Zhi Tang. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the little girl recognizes him?
"Huh? Where are we?"
Just when Yingping was hesitant, Ye Changshan looked around and asked in confusion, Yingping was in a state of disbelief along the way, as if he were stepping on clouds. Naturally, where should Yingping go? Wherever he goes, I'm afraid he won't have any doubts if Yingping leads him to the Yellow River.
"This is Qin Chun Garden."
"How did we get here?"
Looking at the confused Ye Changshan, Yingping remembered the idea he had just had in the rouge shop, and he said: "Inside later, you can read whatever I write."
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"Don't ask, just do it later."
"Can…"
"But what? I just helped you so much, just think of it as returning a favor to me."
Ye Changshan was stunned for a moment, and then his face felt hot again. Yiyi pretended not to hear and turned around to kick the pebbles at her feet.
"This matter is settled. Everything will be under my command later."
Seeing that Yingping's expression was serious, as if he was about to direct a war, Ye Changshan couldn't resist, so he followed Yingping to Qinchun Garden.
Arriving at the gate of the garden, a man dressed as a servant came up to him with a smile and asked politely: "Miss Gongzi, which academy do you guys come from?"
Yingping didn't think too much, so he reported the college where Yiyi was studying at that time and said, "We all come from Hualu College."
"Oh? Do you have any invitations from Miss Tang or other invitations?" the boy asked with a smile.
"Invitation?" Yingping wondered, does this tea party-like gathering still require an invitation to enter?
Seeing Yingping's appearance, the young man didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "It seems that the young master has no invitations."
"There are so many people inside...don't they all have invitations?"
"Hey, of course that's impossible."
"That…"
Before Yingping could finish speaking, the boy pulled out a bamboo slip from behind like a magic trick. The bamboo slip was so exquisite that it gave people a feeling that the ancient style still existed. Just listen to the young man say: "We still have some private seats here, if the young master wants to go in and meet friends..."
Seeing the boy winking constantly, Yingping smiled and asked: "How do you get this invitation?"
Seeing that Yingping was so awake, the boy smiled even more happily. He raised his spirits and introduced: "Of course it's to see if you have real talent! Look at the few people I just kicked out. You don't know the word Douda? How many of you still want to come to this arty place? Bah! But if you have real talent and knowledge, then we will naturally write your name on the invitation."
"True talent and learning? How to define it?"
"Hey...then...it's up to you then?"
Seeing the young man smiling so flatteringly, Yingping shook his waist intentionally or unintentionally, and the crisp collision sound of silver ingots came from the purse, which made the young man's eyes go straight, and he quickly echoed: "Master, As soon as I saw you, you had an extraordinary temperament, and you must be a man full of knowledge and knowledge!"
Yingping smiled slightly, ignored the boy's flattery, and continued to ask: "Then are all the invitations the same? Is there... no difference between them?"
Listening to Yingping's question, the young man's face suddenly became serious and respectful, and he said: "Young Master indeed has a sharp eye! That's right! There is a big difference in this!"
"oh?"
"That young man who just entered, Nuo - that's the one!" The boy pointed at the back of the white-clothed man who had gone in before and said, "With the talent and learning of that young man just now, I will only give him a C waits for the invitation, and he can only stroll around in the outer garden."
"What about the other grades?"
"If you're in class B, you can enter the inner garden. If you're in class A, you can stroll around Qin Chun Pond."
"Hmm... what about those small pavilions next to Qin Chunting?"
"Hehe, then I'll get an invitation from Jiajia." The boy said proudly.
"Hiss—" Yingping took a deep breath. He deeply felt that the big boss of Lan Qiufang did have quite a business acumen. But at this time, he had no intention to study the big boss. Now he just wanted to go in quickly and said: "Then... look at my talent, how can I be worthy of an invitation?"
"Then...it depends on how much 'talent' you have demonstrated?"
"This 'A-level' invitation...how much 'heavy' talent does it require?"
"To be honest, one hundred!"
Oops! Good guy, Lan Qiufang really knows how to do business. Is this just a loss and a profit? I'm afraid you can make a fortune by selling your location, right?
Seeing that Yingping seemed to be frightened by the price, the boy quickly added: "Don't look at this hundred, this first-class invitation is not something ordinary people can receive. Look at Mr. Su, and Chen from Fenghao Academy." Young Master, Young Master Huang...are all among them!"
Hearing these names, Yingping's expression couldn't help but become wonderful. He looked at the boy, and the boy looked at him.
However, in just a short moment, Yingping shook his head and crossed his fingers. The young man understood the idea and hurriedly leaned over, handed the pen to Yingping, and then respectfully presented the bamboo slips in front of him.
Yingping picked up the pen and wrote the word "Zheng" gracefully, then took out a banknote from his sleeve and tucked it under the bamboo slip.
The boy felt the banknote under the bamboo slip and quickly put away his smiling face, replaced by a look of awe. He looked at the word 'Zheng' left by Ying Ping, as if he was admiring the original works of the Hongru people. He gave a thumbs up and said: "Young Master is really like everyone. The word is black and big. It shows that he has real talent and learning." man of!"
Yingping smiled and said nothing, raised his head and signaled to lead the way. Seeing this, the boy walked in front to lead the way for Yingping and the other three.
…
Xiao Yuan had a hint of numbness and exhaustion on her face, and she dragged her somewhat heavy body back. The sun was shining brightly today, and it would be too much for anyone to stare at such strong light for half a morning.
Seeing Xiao Yuan coming back again, Zhidang pulled her down to his side and asked eagerly: "Is there any? Have you seen it?"
Seeing the eager look on the young lady's face, Xiao Yuan thought that he had recognized the wrong person. Why was the young lady who always dealt with things indifferently so excited today? Is that person really that magical?
"Miss, I'm thirsty." Xiao Yuan said helplessly. At this time, her mouth was dry and she just wanted to pick up the teapot and drink for a while.
Zhi Tang quickly took the tea cup from the table and handed it to Xiao Yuan, as if she were a girl.
Xiaoyuan took the tea cup and took a few sips, then wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve boldly, and finally uttered three words under Zhi Tang's expectant eyes -
"Didn't see it."
Zhi Tang was still unwilling to give up, so she asked, "Didn't you really see it? Could it be that there were too many people and you didn't see clearly? Or maybe he changed his clothes..."
Hearing the question from Grandma Zhitang, Xiao Yuan was very impatient and replied: "I really haven't seen it! I have seen the people in the garden coming and going several times, and there is nothing even remotely similar." …”
Hearing Xiaoyuan's reply with such certainty, a trace of disappointment appeared on Zhi Tang's face. He had spent so much effort and so much talk in front of the big boss to hold such a 'Qinyuan Elegant Party' today. , whose ultimate purpose was to see if she could lure out the mute who was playing the piano that day, but the result she got now was that she didn't even see anyone, so she was naturally extremely disappointed.
Seeing the disappointment on the young lady's face, Xiao Yuan felt a little unbearable, and of course more puzzled. Ever since the mute escaped from Lanqiufang that day, the young lady asked herself to inquire about the whereabouts of the man. However, in the past few days, she had traveled all over Chang'an and visited all the music studios, but she had not found any information about the mute. It was as if that person didn't exist in Chang'an City.
well! The same goes for the young lady. She has been possessed since that day. She was always indifferent and indifferent, but she seemed to be in a state of neglecting food and drink. It was as if she had changed into a different person, as if...as if...as if there were no emotions or desires in the sky. Fairies take on the emotions of mortals.
Xiao Yuan originally thought that after a while, the young lady would forget about it. Unexpectedly, what was even more exaggerated was that in order to find this mute, the young lady actually organized an unprecedentedly grand 'Qinyuan Elegant Party', which almost All the famous talents and beauties in Chang'an City were invited. For the purpose of this conference, the young lady turned Mr. Su away and refused his invitations several times. If Young Master Su knew about this, he would probably go crazy...
What is so special about this mute? What makes the lady so persistent?
After a rest, Xiaoyuan once again recalled everything she had just observed. Suddenly a detail appeared in her mind. Although this detail may not be of much help to the person they are looking for, it is better than any hope. Not strong.
"When I came back just now, I found that there was a seat in the northeast corner of Qinchun Pool. When I came, I lowered the bamboo curtains around it, so Xiao Yuan didn't see the people in that seat clearly."
Zhitang looked up at Xiao Yuan, then slowly lowered his head.
"Miss, is that mute really so... so special?" Seeing the lady's dejected look, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Zhi Tang sighed softly. She walked slowly to the window and looked at the pedestrians coming and going in the garden. She said softly: "You don't understand... that piano sound... not everyone can understand..."
Xiao Yuan was confused after hearing this. She tried her best to understand what the young lady said, but she still couldn't understand it. She shook her head, swaying the pigtails on her head from side to side, and muttered: "I think Mr. Su is quite good, he is good-looking and knowledgeable, and now he is so infatuated with the lady... Even if he... Even if he can't reveal the matchmaker's true marriage, it's still... not a loss..."
When it comes to Mr. Su, Xiao Yuan's face is full of infatuation.
Seeing the innocent look of the little girl who didn't know much about the world, Zhi Tang smiled helplessly and said to himself——
"Even if you have a lot of talent and a lot of good ideas, people in this world are just stuck in their skins..."
