Chapter 31 But I don’t know who that woman is?

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In the evening, in the small courtyard hall.

In the impression of these junior sisters, this is the first time for Master to sit seriously in the hall, and several junior sisters all seem a bit timid...

A little cook, although she already knew that the woman who suddenly appeared was her uncle's master and a scholar, she still couldn't help but look at this woman out of curiosity.

This woman is also so beautiful! She was so beautiful that even the little cook, who was a woman, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of herself.

From today on, Ning Jiushao will no longer cover his face!

In Zhu Ping'an's view, such beauty is actually a kind of protective color.

A person's beauty has always been an advantage. People are always willing to think the best of people with unparalleled beauty...

There is a saying that the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at deceiving. In fact, it is not that she can deceive, but it is easier for people to believe when a beautiful person deceives, while it is difficult for an ugly person to win people's trust when she deceives.

Human beings are often such creatures that are easily guided by the senses. No matter how rational a person is, they still cannot get rid of this, only in depth.

Let Ning Jiushao, a beauty, go and deceive people...

Today is Zhu Ping'an's cooking. The little cook is just helping out and learning from her.

Zhu Ping'an was pouring wine, while Ning Jiushao actually drank. He often drank in the past few years, but he stopped drinking in these years...

In the past few years, I drank it to relieve my sorrows. Every time I drink it, I always have peace with me. Over the years, Ning Jiushao said that wine was bitter and stopped drinking.

Whether it's sorrow or suffering, it's all in Ning Jiushao's heart.

I wish you peace. In the past few years, I didn’t drink because I knew I was growing taller. In the past two years, I drank from time to time just for my own entertainment. I was alone and could only raise my glass to the moon.

In fact, they are not happy.

After the wine was poured, I raised my glass to wish you peace: "Master, please!"

Ning Jiushao said nothing and only raised his cup. He knew that he was particularly happy to wish peace today.

As for whether she was happy or not, she didn't know... maybe... it was a little bit, it came out of nowhere...

After a glass of it went down my throat, today's wine seemed not bitter...

She knew what her disciple Zhu Ping'an wanted to bring to her...

I wish you peace and quiet. At this moment, he stopped saying any strange words and gave orders from left to right: "Eat, eat, eat, and check your homework in the evening!"

Several junior sisters started to eat, and the children from Bahua were even more slurping and snoring...

He continued to drink without persuading him. As long as Ning Jiushao's cup was empty, he would continue to drink peace. He was happy anyway, so he kept drinking. Today's drink was for happiness...

I even want to have a nice drink...

But the scene was inappropriate, and Zhu Ping'an suddenly realized what he was missing, missing those three or five friends...

After all, there is a feeling missing, and I can’t feel bold...

Let’s have a small drink with Master...

Unexpectedly, the master had a clear mind: "You drink your own drink..."

Wish you peace and don’t talk, this is not about drinking...it’s about the atmosphere!

With the master around, the little girls didn't dare to say anything or play tricks. They all just kept their heads down while eating, even the most naughty Bahua.

It also shows what kind of image this master usually looks like in front of everyone.

After finishing the meal, everyone sat down to do their homework. Even the little chubby Dunbahua sat motionless in his seat, pretending to write a few words from time to time...

The little cook cleans up the mess...

Zhu Pingan said: "Master, can you play a song on the top of the mountain?"

"Okay..." Ning Jiushao agreed happily!

You still have to drink to liberate your nature.

A long table, a guqin, a seat, and a woman!

The sound of the piano begins!

I wish you safe and standing aside, looking up at the universe, looking down at the categories... The moonlight is spreading, the stars are twinkling...

And I wish Ping An shook his head...

After finishing the song, Zhu Ping'an spoke softly: "Master, play "Nine Shao" again."

"Jiu Shao" is the name of ancient elegant music. It is said that the music of ancient saints, when the music sounds together, a phoenix comes to the ceremony, and all the beasts lead the dance! "Jiu Shao" also says that the song of the Nine Virtues in ancient times is where the king's way flourishes.

This is also the origin of Ning Jiushao's name. Ning Jiushao has loved music since he was a child and has already mastered it! But I let it go for several years...

Together with "Jiu Shao", it can make people feel calm and make people feel pure and kind!

I wish you peace. I am tipsy and my mind is swaying to the music...

This moment is so good!

After the song ended, Ning Jiushao stood up slightly: "Come here! Let's see if you make progress!"

Zhu Ping'an nodded, sat directly over, touched the strings of the piano, and said: "The song of drunken madness is called "Drunken Madness"!"

Ning Jiushao thought for a moment...as if he had never heard of it!

I have never heard of it, this is a unique song brought by Zhu Ping An!

The strings start slowly for a few beats, and then suddenly open wildly... It seems like there is madness, there seems to be worry, it seems like there is also joy, and it starts and ends...

The strings even made a "clanging" sound when playing!

After drinking, Ning Jiushao seemed to hear a sense of freedom and ease. His mind was less depressed and more comfortable!

There are people walking in the mountains and forests, more than one person. Their footsteps are slight and silent. They are close, but they dare not come near, as if they are afraid of being disturbed...

Looking far away, I can see the pair of figures on the top of the short mountain, and I can also hear the music floating in the wind.

Apparently there is someone on Jiugong Mountain who has very good hearing and can hear these sounds, but cannot hear them clearly. He can only go down the mountain to hear them clearly...

Old man Qingwei frowned while listening, several disciples of Qingwei listened intoxicated, and Princess Zhao Baimeng was very curious.

Curious Zhao Baimeng asked: "Master, I didn't know that my uncle is so good at music, and his music is so free and easy!"

Qingwei nodded: "I used to hear some, but rarely in recent years..."

Apparently Qingwei often did this kind of "eavesdropping" in the past.

"But I don't know who that woman is? She is also a master of music, which is rare in the world. The music of the two comes and goes like gods!" Zhao Baimeng asked again.

Qingwei, a smart old man, only said: "Just ask him yourself..."

Zhao Baimeng didn't ask too much, but he thought too much... He just thought that Master Qing'an was such an elegant person! The same goes for people who come and go!

Wish you peace on the low mountain, how could you not know that there is someone not far away? He didn't care, it was nice to see.

Ning Jiushao turned his head slightly to feel something, and then looked at Zhu Ping'an. Seeing that Zhu Ping'an didn't care, he sighed slightly...

Zhu Pingan said softly: "Teach them to listen and see. If they see too much, they will get used to it..."

Ning Jiushao nodded... She knew this was the truth. Now that she came out of the cave, she should feel at ease...

"Okay, that's it for today..." I wish Ping'an a little louder, also saying that I want to listen to the people in the forest, the concert is over, everyone should go back to their homes.

Qingwei looked at it from a distance for a few more times, then turned around and said, "I'm back, no need to linger, it seems there will probably be more in the future."

Several people were obviously still unfinished, and Zhao Baimeng even looked back while walking.

Under the moonlight, a woman picked up the piano, and the man disappeared with a chair in one hand and a few feet in the other...

(As soon as I posted the description, my collection suddenly dropped. I really wanted to cry without tears... Sigh... I don’t know if such a big change is right or wrong! I’m so worried!)