Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 121 I Can't Understand A Song of Lovesickness

Liu Mo Nong listened to the other party's face-to-face praise, two blushes appeared on his white jade-like face, as if two spots of rouge had been put on, and the blush was slowly spreading.

The mood improved greatly, Liu Mo Nong drank a few more glasses with Su Chen, and the alcohol surged up, like a drunk imperial concubine, her cheeks were all red, she looked charming and charming.

At this moment, Liu Mo Nong, with charming eyes, fully displayed the demeanor of the brothel Huadan, as if born with a charming bone, every frown and smile is full of charm.

Su Chen's heart was moved when he saw it, but it was purely a man's impulse to look at a woman, and the relationship between them was not deep, and there was no love between men and women.

After looking at each other for a moment, Su Chen looked away guiltily, coughed and said: "Well, I'm full after drinking and eating, the weather is going to change outside, I should go back."

It was rare for Liu Mo Nong to be in such a good mood, so naturally he refused to let him go, and suggested: "Will you go after drinking the tea made by Mo Nong and listening to a piece of piano music?"

"This..." Su Chen hesitated, but seeing the sincere eyes of the beauty, he couldn't bear to refuse, and said with a smile, "I will stick to my wish, I dare not go against it!"

Liu Mo Nong smiled lightly, and ordered Xiao He to clean up the table. She got up and led Su Chen to the window corner on the east side of the outer hall, where there was a table for playing the piano, and utensils for boiling water and tea.

"Sir, please sit down!"

After the two sat down, Liu Mo Nong stretched out his scallion-white jade hands, and began to skillfully roast, grind, and Luo tea.

First use charcoal fire to boil the water in the soup bottle to a second boil, then Liu Mo Nong rinses the teacup with boiling water to preheat the teacup, and his fingers are as light as clouds and flowing water.

When starting to make tea, she puts the tea leaves in a cup, pours in a little boiling water to make a paste, this step is called paste.

Afterwards, Liu Mo Nong rushed into the boiling water while hitting the soup flowers with a tea whisk, and a scent of tea immediately dispersed with the heat.

There is a poem written by Pi Rixiu in the Tang Dynasty, which records how to make tea: "Xiangquan is mixed with milk, and it is boiled like pearls. When you see crab eyes splashing, you can see fish scales at first glance. It is suspected that the pine is raining, and the pasta is afraid of green smoke. Still put it Lek Zhongshan, you will never be drunk for a thousand days." Since ancient times, brewing tea and drinking it has been regarded as a very pleasant and beautiful thing.

When Su Chen smelled the fragrance of tea lightly, he immediately felt refreshed. At this time, the wind outside the window was blowing in, making the whole room cool and refreshing. With the fragrance of tea, it added a sense of freshness.

"Young master, please drink some tea!" Liu Mo Nong held a jade teacup with a joyful smile on his cheeks, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Thank you!" Su Chen held the cup with both hands, smelled the aroma of the tea lightly, then tasted it and drank it, praising: "Not bad, the taste is sweet and moist, good tea!"

Liu Mo Nong grinned, picked up the piano with both hands, put it in front of the table, and prepared to play the piano for Su Chen.

Immediately, the melodious and ethereal sound of the zither sounded, pleasant to the ear, elegant and quiet, gradually floating in the entire attic and small courtyard.

"No one deserves this kind of treatment!" Su Chen thought to himself.

While drinking tea, he admired Huadan playing the piano, and he couldn't help feeling: These days, the luck seems to be overwhelming!Is this the standard equipment for traversers?

Although Su Chen didn't quite understand what kind of piano music it was, but he also felt that the other party's piano skills were superb, and he didn't need you to understand any tunes, so he could pull you into the sound of the piano, and his mood fluctuated along with the tune, and his artistic conception became beautiful.

Gradually, he closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and listened closely.

"Ding ding dong, ding ding dong, ding ding dong..."

The sound of the piano is like flowing water, the rhythm is fast and slow, and each sound still has an unfinished aftertaste, which makes people look forward to and taste it wholeheartedly.

At this time, Liu Mo Nong's jade hands were dancing on the strings, her figure was quiet and elegant, completely immersed in her own state, like a fairy playing the piano, elegant and light.

"Crash!"

Unknowingly, spring rain has started to fall in the courtyard outside, falling on the dripping tiles on the eaves and the leaves of the sycamore tree, making different sounds of raindrops beating.

But the sound of the rain outside the window, being restrained by the sound of the piano, seems to be contained in it, this kind of piano skill has reached perfection.

The melodious sound of the piano spread, and the guests who were drinking in the Xiangyun Pavilion heard it one after another. They were all attracted by the music, stopped eating and having fun, and stood in front of the window lattice, quietly listening to the sound of the piano floating from the backyard.

In the corridors of the eaves, the aisles near the windows on the floors, and the stone pavilion in the backyard, there were people standing quietly, listening to the sound of the piano.

Downstairs in the promenade, Mama Sang sighed softly. As someone who came here, she could hear the affection contained in the sound of the piano.She had never seen Liu Mo Nong make such an invitation to any man, stay in the boudoir to drink and communicate, and even played the piano alone, even playing the passionate piano music.

"What kind of evil is this?" Sang's mother groaned in her heart, worried that the head of the family, Hua Dan, whom she worked so hard to promote, would be abducted by a doctor.

After the song was played, Liu Mo'nong's face was rosy, and she just expressed her heart and feelings, which felt wonderful. She looked at Su Chen affectionately, a little bit shy.

Because Liu Mo Nong expressed his admiration through qin music, and conveyed the message of the girl's affection to Su Chen, it can be said that a piece of lovesickness expresses his heartfelt love.

It's a pity - Su Chen doesn't understand ancient qin music, he just thinks it sounds good, but he can't understand what the specific qin sound is expressing, what kind of lyrics and minor tunes.

After opening his eyes, Su Chen stretched out his thumb to Liu Mo Nong, and praised: "Tall, it's really tall!"

"That's it?" Liu Mo Nong was stunned. She originally thought that if she expressed herself with the sound of the piano, she would be caught by this great talent, and her heart would be connected with each other. After listening to it, he would stand up and hold her hand, saying Say some romantic words, and then... two people tell each other words of love and love.

Gradually, it is possible that the clothes will be less...

But at this moment, Su Chen praised two words of "high" incomprehensibly, without showing any emotion at all, but simply praised the sound of the piano, which ruined the artistic conception.

Could it be...he pretended not to understand, in order to reject her lovesickness?Liu Mo Nong was guessing what the other party was thinking.

As for the fact that the other party really doesn't understand, Liu Mo Nong directly denied this point. Su Yixuan is so talented, how can he not understand the affection in this song?Believe it or not, she doesn't believe it anyway!

Thinking of this, Liu Mo Nong couldn't help but feel a little bit lost, and the smile that was on his face just now disappeared a lot.

Seeing the beauty's expression changed, Su Chen thought to himself, did this woman play the piano and express her thoughts?I just wanted to say goodbye.

"Well, Miss Liu, I've had tea, listen to Qin, I'm going back home, I'll come to see you next time!"

Seeing that Su Chen was in such a hurry to leave, Liu Mo Nong confirmed his guess in his heart that he was... deliberately alienating her and rejecting her.

"Young master, please go ahead!" Liu Mo Nong was in a low mood, feeling somewhat inexplicably melancholy, since the other party didn't want to stay here any longer and wanted to leave in a hurry, she didn't want to keep her anymore.

Those who can keep him are pretending to be stupefied and stupid; if they can't keep his heart, it will be in vain!

Maybe it's because they are not in love with each other.

Liu Mo Nong got up gracefully, walked to the corner, and on a wooden stand, took out an oil-paper umbrella, handed it to Su Chen who was about to go out, and said, "It's raining, use it to cover the rain."

"Thank you, then I'll go first." Su Chen smiled sincerely, took the oil-paper umbrella, opened the door, stood under the eaves of the second floor, looked at the entire courtyard and Xiangyun Pavilion complex, all under the mist and rain, The river in the distance is like a horse, and the rain is gurgling, and the love for the water town in the south of the Yangtze River is stronger in my heart.

In addition, after listening to the melodious piano sound just now, it seemed to arouse his interest in music, and he couldn't help humming a Chinese style song of later generations, and chanted in a low voice as he walked downstairs:

"Sky blue is waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you!"

"Cooking smoke curls up, thousands of miles across the river—"

"The Han Li written on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty."

"Just when I foreshadowed to meet you..."

Liu Mo Nong stood at the door of the room, looking at Su Chen, who was tall and straight and facing the wind, holding an oil-paper umbrella, humming a special tune and leaving, but the content of the lyrics made her stunned on the spot. His heart became revived again: Who is he waiting for? Is he waiting for me?

(End of this chapter)