Chapter 362 Qing Yan Qin Ji

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After leaving the venue, Wei Jing returned to Nanjing at the end of the year. The Sima family arranged for Wei Jing to live at the intersection of the Qinhuai River and the Yangtze River. At that time, it was a golden area with dense residents and prosperous commerce.

Wei Jing stayed in the most inconspicuous ordinary hotel, neither luxurious nor simple. What was special was that it was right next to the famous "Qingyan Building", one of the sixteenth floors in the world.

These sixteen floors are all officially established as "national brothels", and there are official prostitutes inside. They were originally used to receive foreign guests and businessmen.

At that time, "prostitutes" mainly entertained guests with singing and dancing, that is, they performed arts rather than selling their bodies. However, there were also many people who engaged in selling their bodies privately.

Wei Jing wandered around the city of Nanjing for a few days. Not only did he not find anything, but the martial arts people he met were also local sects. This made Wei Jing panic. There are still nearly three months, how should we spend this time?

Wei Jing still found nothing that day. It was already late at night when he returned to his room, and the Qingyan Building where he indulged in singing and drinking gradually became calmer.

Although Wei Jing had been running around all day, he was still not sleepy at this time. Just when he was lying on the bed and trying to fall asleep, a faint sound of the piano came into his ears.

This geisha who played the piano played a lot of music for many days, and Wei Jing listened to it all for free. It was because her room was closest to Wei Jing that Wei Jing could listen to the music.

If it is an earlier time, the geisha can be heard playing mostly common songs, and ordinary guests will listen to songs such as "Good Night Guide" that describes the beautiful scenery on a good night;

If she were a direct customer, she would probably ask her to play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" to express her feelings; what about "Three Plum Blossom Lanes" and "Drunken Madness"?

Maybe they are some pretentious "talents" who want to attract the attention of beautiful women, but they must first pretend to have noble aspirations. Thinking of this, Wei Jing secretly laughed. How could anyone think of coming to a brothel to show off their noble aspirations?

At first Wei Jing didn't pay special attention to it. He listened to the piano anyway and slept when he was tired. However, a few days later, Wei Jing, a neighbor, discovered that this geisha only played the piano. He had never heard her sing or dance, and rarely listened to her talk. Nine of the lines were spoken by the guests, and every late night when the guests had dispersed, she would always play a piano piece that Wei Jing had never heard before, and it was the same now.

This piece is slow and long at first, gentle and gentle, sad but not sad. In the middle, it highlights a more melodious melody, but it is not abrupt, but has a lingering meaning in response to the original soft piano sound.

This was the first time Wei Jing listened to this piece of music seriously. As he listened, he thought: "At first it was a refined and gentle woman playing the piano, but in the middle there was a sword, dancing with the music."

Perhaps Wei Jing loves swords and has only practiced swordsmanship since he was a child. He has learned only half-heartedly in other martial arts. Therefore, when the strange sound comes out in the middle, his first thought is the sword.

In the second part of the music, the brisk melody gradually disappeared, and finally became silent, leaving only the soft tone at the beginning, playing a calm and subtle melody alone. When Wei Jing heard this, he felt sad and couldn't help but want to ask: "Then I don’t know where the sword went?”

For several nights after that, no matter how tired Wei Jing was that day, he would always roll out the window and jump lightly to the roof of Qingyan Building, which was also directly above the geisha's room, and the geisha was always there. Late at night, when no one is around, this unknown piano music is played.

That day, Wei Jing jumped up to the roof as usual, but before the song was finished, it began to drizzle. Wei Jing thought to himself: "There is no piano to listen to now."

Just as he was about to return to his room, he heard the sound of the piano suddenly stop, and the player playing the piano said at the same time: "Young master, if you don't mind, please come in and listen to the piano."

Wei Jing was startled: "My sneaky skills are really useless, and someone discovered me?" While feeling ashamed, he thought that the girl was so happy to invite him, if I run away again in fear of crime, wouldn't that mean that I am a good person? Is it "dislike"?

After Wei Jing hesitated for a moment, he opened the window and climbed into the room. I saw a young geisha playing the piano on the table, bowed and said, "Master, have you been caught in the rain?"

After listening to the piano for several days, I finally got a glimpse of the real face of the piano girl. I saw a pair of eyes as pure as water, a beautiful and fair face with oval seeds, slender and slender hands playing the piano, and long hair as long as snow, as if she was sitting alone in a bamboo forest in a white shirt. Fairy.

Based on the music of the piano and a few conversations between guests in the past few days, plus the fact that she was a famous geisha, Wei Jing had guessed that this girl was probably a beauty, but he didn't expect that she was so beautiful.

At this time, Wei Jing was caught, but the other party expressed concern, feeling quite embarrassed, and said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay! Can a few drops of rain make the eavesdropping thief faint? Girl, thank you for your trouble. .”

The piano girl smiled and said, "Young Master is just listening to the piano, not a thief. Please feel free to take a seat."

Seeing that the other party didn't ask about his identity or why he came, he didn't even know where to start. After he calmed down, he sat on the floor and said, "Thank you, miss. I'm really offending you for coming to harass me at midnight. I'll introduce you to you." Apologize." Then he bowed and asked, "May I ask when the girl noticed it? I think that my self-restraint skills are pretty good, but how could I know that under the eyes of the girl, my secret was still exposed?"

Qin Nu said: "About eight days ago, well...it was also the middle of the night, and I was about to go to bed after finishing a song, when I heard bursts of snoring coming from the roof..." Then she sighed softly. In a tone of voice, he deliberately glanced at Wei Jing and said, "It must be that I don't play the music well, and I'm just about to ask the young master for advice."

Although his expression was reproachful, it was more like making a harmless joke to relax himself. Wei Jing couldn't help but think to himself: "As expected of the geisha from Qingyan Tower, she really knows how to please people."

Wei Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you know that on the first day? I went to many places that day, and I was really tired."

The piano girl said: "Yes, I didn't hear any snoring for the next few days, and I also know that the master comes to listen to the piano every day..." Then she smiled and said: "The master is not a guest of Qingyan Tower at this time, so there is no need to be so reserved. "

He must have seen that he had not been to the brothel very often. If he was a familiar visitor, he would not look restless. Wei Jing blushed, and felt that if this topic continued, it would only be possible. Not wanting to make a fool of himself again, he said, "My surname is Wei, and my last name is Jing. Do you dare to ask the girl her name?"

The piano girl pondered for a while and then said: "Young Master Wei can just call it Nujia Yuqin, which means it is a piano made of elm wood. Most of the people in the building and the guests are like this."

I saw Yuqin's voice was soft when she spoke, and when she bowed and saluted, she was reserved and restrained. Even her rare smile was just a slight upward turn of the corners of her mouth. Apart from the guqin in front of her, there were still some freshly removed headdresses and buns on the table, and only the remaining hair on her face was Light makeup makes her look more beautiful.

Wei Jing felt that everything about the woman in front of him was so delicate and elegant, but her answers revealed firmness and determination, and she was gentle but not fragile. This was how Wei Jing felt about Yu Qin at this moment.

"Then let's call her Miss Qin." Wei Jing thought that elm trees had the ancient meaning of gathering wealth and keeping wealth. Miss Qin's employer gave her an elegant name, but it reflected the wishes of a philistine.

Yuqin nodded and said: "So, Mr. Wei has been listening to the piano for days. Can you pick up any clues?"

The sound of the piano is a rare pastime these days. If you listen to it too much, you will inevitably criticize it in your heart. Therefore, Wei Jing did not need to think too much and answered: "The piano girl describes everything from "Liang Xiao Yin" to the "Yangguan Santie" which describes the beautiful scenery of the good time. , the cynical "Drunken Madness", various piano music with different moods can be performed brilliantly, and it can be said that every note is missed, which is admirable. But...how should I put it, it always feels a little unnatural."

Wei Jing thought for a while and added: "However, that does not mean that Miss Qin's piano skills are not good."

Yuqin said: "Young Master Wei is so complimentary. It was the issue that was brought up by the slave family first. Young Master Wei can speak frankly. There is no need to worry about whether it is good or bad." After saying this, he smiled slightly to show his encouragement.

Wei Jing remembered that he had suffered a lot of "please tell the truth, but you got angry" in the past. However, Miss Qin didn't seem to be following this routine, and then he said with confidence: "The songs I just mentioned seem to be The piano music of "entertaining guests and entertaining guests" was not Miss Qin's original intention. It is only late at night when no one is around that the piano music becomes soft, melodious and touching."

After a pause, he continued: "To be honest, this piece of music that is very popular with me, but I can't name it, is because I'm not good at it."

After listening to it quietly, Yuqin sighed vaguely and then shook his head and said: "This piece of music is just a random composition in the slave's leisure time. It has no title. It is neither light and cheerful nor impassioned. Most of the guests I didn't like to hear it, so I didn't show my hand. If Mr. Wei can be called out by name, I don't know how to repay this kindness?"

Wei Jing cupped his hands and said, "Miss Qin is a talented person. She can compose such a piece of music casually. I don't dare to name it randomly."

Yuqin said: "Young Master Wei, you are too polite."

At this time, since Wei Jing entered the room, the time had exceeded the length of this piece of music. Yu Qin usually played this piece of music and only played it once a night. Wei Jing saw that Yu Qin was tired, so he stood up and said, "It's already late. , I won’t disturb the girl’s rest today.”

Yuqin nodded and said: "Thank you for your kind words today." After saying that, his jade hands gently moved, and the unknown music played again. Wei Jing said: "Farewell." Then he climbed out of the window and jumped back to the room.

After returning to the room, Wei Jing was tossing and turning, always thinking about the adventure he had just had: "Miss Qin didn't leave anyone behind, nor did she seem relieved. Before she left, she played her own song, not a "response song." Then Do you mean you welcome me to come again?"

Then I thought: "When Miss Qin saw me visiting a brothel at night with a long sword hanging on my waist, she was neither afraid nor curious. Is it because she has such an indifferent temperament?"

After some random thoughts, he murmured: "Next time...next time...well..."

Finally fell asleep.