Immediately, Qiao Yuqing and Liu Yuyang, accompanied by a beautiful maid, went to the second floor.
At this time, Ling Feng called the beautiful maid and said, "How do you charge for listening to the piano here?"
The maid said softly: "Each piano master charges a different fee. For example, our most popular Xueqin girl charges five hundred taels an hour. And the cheapest one is Mingyu, who only charges fifty taels."
Ling Feng took out a stack of banknotes, placed one on the table, and said calmly: "Then it's Miss Mingyu."
The maid looked strange and said, "Have you really decided to choose Miss Mingyu?"
Ling Feng asked: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"No, young hero, wait a moment!"
The maid put away the banknote, went to the counter to find change for him, and said, "Young hero, please come with me."
Ling Feng followed the maid to the westmost room on the second floor.
The maid bowed Yingying and left.
The room is not too big, and there are relatively few things. There are only a bed, a dressing table, and a rectangular desk with a Yaoqin on it.
In front of the desk, a beautiful woman in a plain white dress with waterfall-like black hair was looking at him. She must be Miss Mingyu, but the look in her eyes seemed very hollow, as if she had lost all her energy.
Miss Mingyu stretched out her hand, smiled slightly, and said: "Sir, please sit down!"
Ling Feng sat opposite her as instructed and asked, "Is Miss Mingyu blind?"
Miss Mingyu nodded and said calmly: "That's true. Master, do you regret choosing me?"
Ling Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "Why should I regret it? I just came to listen to the piano. As for whether the piano player is blind, what does it have to do with me?"
A smile appeared on Miss Mingyu's lips and she said: "Unfortunately, there are still a lot of common people in this world. Many guests left in a hurry when they heard that I was blind. Occasionally, a few of them were willing to stay and listen to me play the piano, but they just coveted my body. .”
Ling Feng smiled slightly and said: "Human nature is what it is. There is no need to be demanding of others, just be yourself. I believe that one day, you will meet a soulmate who knows how to appreciate you."
Mingyu smiled and said nothing, while her delicate jade fingers plucked the strings.
Ling Feng felt that he was not that close friend because he didn't understand the piano. He only knew that the sound of the piano was clear and the melody was soft and pleasant to the ear, but it did not blindly pursue the sad and melancholy mood like modern songs. As he listened, he gradually felt that his slightly impetuous heart had calmed down. Then he unsheathed his sword and began to practice swordplay. Since there is still nearly an hour to kill the opponent, why not seize the time to practice your sword.
Mingyu seemed to hear the sound of sword dancing, and the frequency of the five fingers plucking the strings became faster and faster, and the sound of the piano gradually became higher and higher, just like the sound of fighting on the battlefield.
And Ling Feng seemed to be infected by the music, dancing faster and faster.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Ling Feng also stopped practicing his sword, and when he saw it, he realized that the string was broken.
Ling Feng returned the sword to its sheath and said, "Is your hand okay?"
Mingyu shook his head, sighed, and said, "I just want to keep up with your sword dance, but I still can't do it."
Ling Feng smiled and said: "You haven't practiced martial arts, so naturally you can't keep up with this pace."
Mingyu smiled bitterly and said, "But now that even the strings are broken, I can't play the piano for you."
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Actually, I don't understand the sound of the piano either. The music is an elegant thing, and I am just a common person. Why don't you tell me a story."
Miss Mingyu was stunned and said: "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a nunnery in the mountain."
Before Mingyu could finish speaking, Ling Feng couldn't help laughing and said with a smile, "Who told you this story?"
Mingyu blushed slightly and said, "My mother told me this story when I was five years old. I can only tell this story."
"Where's your mother?"
"When I was five years old, I was killed by a thief."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it."
"It's okay. If you didn't mention it, I might have forgotten what my mother looks like."
Ling Feng smiled and said, "How about I tell you a story."
Mingyu smiled and said, "Okay!"
"In a distant time and space, there was a country called the Tang Dynasty. Master Xuanzang traveled west alone to seek the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures that could save all sentient beings."
Ling Feng told an adapted version of Journey to the West, and before he knew it, the hour was approaching.
Ling Feng put a one hundred tael silver note into her hand and said, "I'm leaving. This silver note is for you to repair the strings of the piano."
Mingyu didn't refuse, just smiled slightly and said, "Then be careful and pay attention to safety."
Ling Feng nodded and said, "Thank you, I will pay attention!"
When Ling Feng walked to the door, Mingyu suddenly said: "Will you come again?"
Ling Feng didn't look back and said with a smile: "Maybe."
A few minutes later, at the door of Qingyin Pavilion.
Liu Yuyang was accompanying Qiao Yuqing out.
Qiao Yuqing smiled and said: "Yuyang, how are Miss Xueqin's skills?"
Liu Yuyang squeezed out a smile and said: "The sound of Miss Xueqin's piano is like the sound of nature, and you will forget the customs when you hear it."
In fact, he was secretly feeling pain. The five hundred taels were gone before he could warm them in his hands. It seemed that he would have to find an opportunity to borrow more from his sister.
Qiao Yuqing nodded and said: "Yuyang, I feel your thoughts. Don't worry, I will prepare a note for you about the results of those Confucian courses. You will definitely pass."
Although the Chu State was founded by force, it does not mean that it did not pay attention to Confucianism and other state-governing strategies. Qinghe College attaches equal importance to both civil and military arts. If you cannot successfully pass the Confucian exam, you will not be able to obtain a warrior degree, let alone take the martial arts exam.
After hearing this, Liu Yuyang suddenly beamed and said, "That's how grateful I am to the teacher."
At this moment, on the crowded street, a young man in white clothes holding a sword walked slowly.
Qiao Yuqing's expression changed slightly because he sensed a strong killing intent. He immediately stared at the boy in white and said coldly: "Are you the killer invited by Peony Pavilion?"
"The soul of Miss Lian Yue asked me to say hello to you!"
After Ling Feng finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword, his inner strength gathered on his toes, and his sword intent was ready to strike.
Qiao Yu's pure energy quickly condensed in his palm, forming a layer of white palm energy, and shot it out suddenly.
This is the raging wave palm passed down from the Qiao family. The force of the palm is as powerful as the raging waves of the angry sea, and it is unstoppable.
Ling Feng tapped his toes and flew up quickly, avoiding the surging palm force.
Qiao Yuqing was about to strike out with another palm. At this moment, the terrifying vision of a surging river pouring from the starry sky and a boundless sword river suddenly appeared in his mind.
Immediately, Jianhe disappeared, and a long blue sword pierced into the shadow of his soul.
Qiao Yuqing screamed and finally woke up. Almost at the same time, a sharp sword edge pierced his heart.
As the sword edge was pulled out, blood spurted out from his chest and he fell to the ground. He could clearly feel the rapid loss of life bit by bit, but knew that it was irreversible.
At this time, Ling Feng took out a pink handkerchief from his chest and threw it down.
It is said that when a person is about to die, his thinking will be particularly clear and his mind will move very quickly.
At this time, the handkerchief fell in front of Qiao Yuqing's eyes, and a beautiful picture appeared in his mind. It was a love token that Lian Yue personally gave to him after he and Lian Yue met. The material of this handkerchief is not valuable, and there are only four short words embroidered on it, but it is as heavy as a mountain, because it represents a woman who has entrusted her life to him. The four words above are "until death do us part"!
But why would he cruelly kill a woman who loved him so deeply? He suddenly felt so regretful! How wonderful it would be if the years could be turned back!
At this time, Qiao Yuqing finally understood why the other party didn't pierce his heart directly and kill him with one blow. It turned out that he wanted to regret it!
Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back, and his vision gradually blurred, and he fell into eternal sleep.
As for Liu Yuyang, the moment he saw Qiao Yuqing fall, he concentrated his inner strength on his toes and ran away.
At this time, the pedestrians were frightened and ran away. I don’t know who reported the case, but police officers have already rushed over.
Ling Feng concentrated his inner strength on his toes and ran quickly to the alley next to him.
In the alley, a woman whose face was covered with silver gauze grabbed Ling Feng, jumped up, and flew up to the roof. After a few ups and downs, she disappeared into the distance.
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