The three of them were chatting, and they seemed to be giving advice to the world's talents.
Zhao Baimeng suddenly walked over, with one hand in front and one behind his back, walking in all directions, he was really a handsome young man.
"Uncle, I'm afraid something is wrong today, especially at night. Uncle, you must not leave here!" Zhao Baimeng obviously guessed something, but he couldn't guess the details, so he came to remind Zhu Ping'an.
He also gave a way to deal with it. As long as you don't leave here, there won't be any problems.
"Well, okay..." Zhu Pingan nodded.
In this way, Zhao Baimeng was relieved, but he also warned: "Uncle Master, you must not come out of this door!"
After saying this, Zhao Baimeng moved away.
Many literati were racking their brains to answer the question asked by Mr. Da, and they were also discussing and communicating with each other. There was no need to write immediately. After all, it was still early and there was plenty of time to carefully consider every word.
In the main hall, one or two people were called in from time to time to introduce their Qilin son to each other to many elders.
I wish Ping An is waiting for someone to take action.
Today, although Zhao Baimeng came to remind him, Zhu Ping'an couldn't do what Zhao Baimeng wanted. Instead of guarding against thieves every day, it would be better to catch them all in one go, lest many enemies gather together in the future and become more difficult to deal with.
It seems that today, someone will let Zhu Ping'an out of this door, and that will be as they wish.
In the main hall, men came in and out, and not long after, a woman came in again from the back door...
There were also some sounds of music coming from the main hall, and the younger generation performed for the elders. They were all ladies, so naturally they were different.
There is also a man who has just left the main hall and is listening outside the door. No one can be seen, but it is good to listen. He wants to know more about what kind of person his future wife is...
A woman's status determines many things, such as Zhao Baimeng, no one said anything when she appeared in public, or Erhua, she is a chess master, and she is different from a woman. When she sits on the table, someone will come up to her and pay her respects. A person of etiquette.
In the side courtyard, there are women from various families who are also amusing themselves, one is composing poems and another is writing lyrics, and they are even drinking, having some Fei Hua Ling and so on.
Not for a moment, the chess game started, on the table in the courtyard, on the long table in front of the chess master. This chess game had been arranged long ago, and there were two people, one old and one young.
The younger one comes first, the one with the best chess skills among the younger generation in Luzhou, and the older one is his master. The outcome is not important, the important thing is this exchange.
Of course, if the chess master loses, then the chess game can also become important.
Chen Hao was watching the game from the side, not nervous, smiling all over his face, obviously full of confidence, only looking at the young man opposite the chess master scratching his head.
A lot of people gathered around, rushing to see the chess master.
Not long after, the young man stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Chess Master, for your advice!"
Chen Hao is laughing!
When the old man came back, Chen Hao put away his smile and reminded him: "Mr. Ye, I am Mr. Wang of Huaixi, who is very famous. He also taught at Weiming Xuegong Chess Academy. He was also Professor Xie of Weiming Xuegong in the past. I once learned chess from an old gentleman.”
Ye Yixiu kept his expression serious and just stood up and said: "Old sir, please!"
"Thank you, you are already far better than me. I am old and mentally weak. Today I just want to see the power of the chess master, not to talk about victory or defeat! Please, chess master!"
The old man would say, can he not want to win? That being said, it doesn't matter if you lose, but you'll be overjoyed if you win.
The chess game started here, and Zhu Ping'an's expression was not very good over there. This little yellow hair finally found an opportunity.
But then he thought about it, after all, he Zhu Ping'an couldn't stay with Erhua all his life. Erhua was now a big shot in the scene, and it would definitely be like this in the future...
This is also what I wish you peace and joy in seeing it come to fruition! Fans have to be die-hard fans!
In the crowd of women in the side courtyard, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded...
After listening to Zhu Ping'an for a while, Wei Wei smiled, "Drunken Madness" is here!
After only a few syllables, the whole place fell silent, because the sound of the piano was so extraordinary that it enveloped all directions. This was intentional by everyone in the music industry.
There are all people with great insight present, that is, there are very few people in the world who know how to use music to enter the Tao. This is also a powerful thing. With a single song, it can move people's hearts and souls, and it can kill people invisible.
Such a person's combat power is also extraordinary. He can face the enemy head-on, but he is very capable of doing evil things secretly. The music played by him is the best enjoyment in the world.
Ning Jiushao has this skill, and Zhu Ping'an actually learned it.
"Drunken Madness" has started, everyone is pricking up their ears, but the chess game is still going on.
In the main hall, Qi Li, the prefect of Luyang, had already asked: "Sir, who is this? There has never been such a person in Luzhou!"
Mr. Da had already closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and whispered: "Swordsman Ning Jiushao, the master of Qing'an Zhenren! Although I know this person's ability, this is the first time I have heard it with my own ears... He is truly the best in the world! No wonder he can do it!" Let Master Qing'an treat you like this!"
"Master Qing'an is so lucky!" Qi Li said slowly.
Mr. Da didn't speak, he just closed his eyes and listened. It was rare for him to enjoy it like this a few times in his life.
But someone came and said, "Mr. Da, how about... inviting this great musician to come into the main hall and play a piece of music?"
Mr. Da waved his hand slightly: "It's so... rude! A peerless beauty, don't be rude, she is loved by Master Qing'an. She is young. If you, an old man, provoke me, I'm afraid they will be angry... Haha... Then it will be difficult to resist. ah!"
Qi Li immediately said after hearing this: "Hearing this is enough, don't stir up trouble! That Qing'an master is no better than ordinary people, he has the reputation of being invincible at the ninth level!"
When everyone heard this, they all nodded. In terms of combat power, no matter which family or sect they were from, most of the people present were good. But when it came to the recent ninth-level invincibility of the ancestor Qi Xia, the leader of the sword owl, there was still no need to really form any grudges. .
The rivers and lakes and the court are not very clearly divided to begin with, and the forces of all parties have always been intertwined.
But after the song ended, the small courtyard next to him was filled with exclamations and applause.
"I never thought this sister could be so smart! Sister, come up and sit down!"
"Sister, I've been neglecting you a moment ago. Please take a seat."
"I just want to say that this sister has a peerless appearance. I was a little bit dismissive of her just now. Please come quickly!"
Although Ning Jiushao was serious about his words, he stood up and moved forward, sitting in front of his head. Suddenly...he also smiled slightly and spoke: "Sisters, Feihua Ling just now, I can also answer a few words..."
"Okay, okay, whose turn is it? Don't keep my sister waiting..."
"I'll pick up, I'll pick up, Luohua Shui Wuxin...it's my sister's turn..."
"The image is nothing like yesterday..."
"Well done, sister! Very good!"
"Sister, do you have that piano score just now? It's really beautiful. My sister is also good at it, so I must keep a copy..."
"Yes, I'll meet you later!"
"I still don't know my sister's surname..."
Ning Jiushao is different and changing.
The chess game outside is still going on, Chen Jiazi's eyebrows are already stretched, and the momentum of the chess game is between Chen Hao's eyebrows.
But he saw a man walking in quickly, walked straight into the main hall, bowed and said, "Mr. Huaixi, the King of Huaixi invites Mr. Chess Sage to come into the palace for a talk! The chess game has been prepared, please give me some advice!"
I wish you safe ears and clear eyes, and your heart knows that it is coming!
