The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 320 Temporary rescue
The dancers in the Liyuan Song and Dance Workshop rehearsed a new dance, and there was an endless stream of people who came to watch the dance.

On this day, Luo Jiaojiao felt that her piano practice was almost done, so she came to Liyuan to find a master.

Qin Li rarely left the Liyuan, but since last night, he has never appeared.His piano boy doesn't know where he went?
The dancers on the stage are ready and waiting for the luthier.

The owner of Liyuan Song and Dance Workshop couldn't find Qin Li anywhere, so he had to send someone to invite his apprentices who had learned piano from him.But after they came, they all said that they hadn't learned the song, and the master scolded his mother angrily.

Luo Jiaojiao went to Fangzhu and said that she could play this piece, but not as well as the master.

The owner of the workshop grabbed Luo Jiaojiao's hand like a treasure and went to the backstage.

Just as the guests in the audience were waiting anxiously, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.The dancers showed their bodies and danced lightly.

While the spectators were watching with great interest, a gentleman standing behind shook his head and said: "The dancers dance well, but they can't play the qin very well. I'm afraid the person who plays the qin is a beginner!" "

"Look at what you said? Master Qin Li's piano skills are well-known, how could it be what you said?" Someone among the spectators answered.

"I dare say that the person who plays the piano is definitely not Qin Li! And the person who plays the piano must be a novice learning the piano!" The gentleman said firmly.

"How well does this piano play? How could it be played by a newcomer?"

"If you don't believe me, let the person playing the piano behind the scenes play another song later, and then you will know if I'm right?" The man's words made some spectators a little confused.Could it be that the person playing the piano is really not Qin Li?But a rookie who is just learning the piano?
After dancing to a song, the gentleman just now immediately contributed to order a well-known famous song "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

The tune pointed out that there was no movement behind the curtain for a long time.The man called out loudly: "Could it be that the person who played the piano just now can only play one piece?"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded behind the curtain.The sound of the song is sometimes high and sometimes low, playing a song "The meaning of high mountains and flowing waters rewarding bosom friends" is so soul-stirring that it makes people want to.

The Fangzhu finally let out a long sigh of relief.Her eyes fell on the gentleman who ordered the song just now.The man said several times: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Then he left quietly.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of Liyuan Song and Dance Workshop, he was captured by Jiang Yu who had been waiting outside the gate earlier.

Jiang Yu escorted the gentleman back to Liyuan.After Bo Langjun played a song, he won warm applause from the audience.

Luo Jiaojiao thanked Mr. Bo for his help, and then came to the back garden with him.

The owner of the workshop who was waiting there saw Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao coming, so he quickly saluted and thanked them.

Jiang Yu took the man to the back garden, and the owner saw the man who deliberately found fault and caused trouble and shouted sharply: "Where is Qin Li?"

"Yin can't understand what the master said!" Yin Langjun forced himself to be calm and authentic.

"If you don't say it now, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to speak again!" Bo Langjun squinted at Yin Langjun.

Yin Langjun only felt his neck go cold.He lowered his eyelids and saw that Jiang Yu's sword was already on his neck.

"You, you dare to kill people in broad daylight?" Yin Langjun's face turned pale, but he still yelled with his neck straight.

"I won't kill you! I'll just keep you locked up until I find Qin Li! But you will die!" Bo Langjun's face darkened.

"Say!"

Jiang Yu's hand was so strong that Yin Langjun fell to his knees with a "plop".

"If you don't want to die, just say it! Don't wait for Qin Li to be silenced, you will have no way out!" Bo Langjun's words shocked everyone present.

"Speak quickly!" Luo Jiaojiao ran to Yin Langjun's side anxiously and pulled his sleeves and shouted.

"He's in the secret room of the Sanwen Club!" Yin Langjun just took money from others to do things, and didn't want to risk his life.

"Fangzhu! This person is optimistic! Let's go!"

After Bo Langjun instructed the owner of the Liyuan Song and Dance Workshop, he took Luo Jiaojiao and Jiang Yu to the Sanwen Club to save people.

Jiang Yu knocked Yin Langjun unconscious, and then followed Bo Langjun to the Sanwen Club.

Sanwen Guild Hall is a gathering place for Pingcheng literati.The curator, Lu Xinping, is well-known locally.He was born in a scholarly family and liked to make friends through literature.

The three of Bo Langjun went straight into the clubhouse, and asked someone to find the curator Lu Xinping.

"I don't know why the three of you are here?" Lu Xinping didn't know Mr. Bo Lang, so he asked.

Mr. Bo Lang checked his words and expressions, and found that Director Lu had a calm face, and he could not tell that he was a cunning person at all.

"Where is your secret room? Someone reported that Qin Liqin master was imprisoned in your secret room!" Bo Langjun approached Director Lu and whispered.

"Ah?" Curator Lu was stunned for a moment, and immediately took Bo Langjun and the three of them to the study in the backyard.

When Director Lu opened the door of the secret room, Bo Langjun and the three saw the blood on the ground and the overturned teacup.

"Who else can open the secret room?" Bo Langjun frowned and asked Director Lu who was already stunned.

"Cousin Lu Qing." Curator Lu blurted out.

"Where is the back door?" Bo Langjun asked.

"There!" Curator Lu walked to the window and pointed to the backyard door.

Bo Langjun and the three looked in the direction of his finger, and the small door was half open before they could close it together.

"Jiang Yu! Chase!" Mr. Bo Lang ordered Jiang Yu.

"Yes!" Jiang Yu quickly walked out of Director Lu's study.

"Does he have another foothold?"

Bo Langjun looked at Director Lu's fair face turning blue from shock and continued to ask.

"About three hundred miles to the west, there is a Busan. He has a thatched hut halfway up the mountain."

"Take your carriage and take us to find it!" Bo Langjun walked out of the study first.

Curator Lu anxiously ordered his apprentices to prepare a carriage for him, and then he drove Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao to Busan himself.

"Are you sure Master Qin was taken to Busan?" Luo Jiaojiao cast out her doubts.

"Has he anywhere else to go?"

Mr. Bo Lang knew these literati too well.They only act according to their own momentary preferences, without any regard for the consequences.

"Will he kill Master Qin?" Luo Jiaojiao was very worried about Qin Li's safety.

"No! What the literati resent is the level of talent and learning, not the competition for interests. Qin Li should not be in danger of his life."

Mr. Bo Lang comforted Luo Jiaojiao.He also only guessed that Qin Li's disaster originated from his superb piano skills.It is not known whether there are other conflicts between him and Lu Qing.

The carriage stopped at the foot of Busan.The three of Bo Langjun walked up the mountain along the mountain road.

When they came to the thatched hut halfway up the mountain, they saw Qin Li playing the piano.Jiang Yu stood right behind him.

Lu Qing sat on the rock opposite Qin Li and listened to the music played by Qin Li with a flagon in hand.

What's happening here?Why didn't Jiang Yu arrest Lu Qing?Looking at this scene, Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Bo Langjun and Director Lu stopped to stare at Qin Li.Qin Li didn't look like a kidnapped person at all.He fiddled with the strings calmly, letting the clear melody flow out like a trickle under his fingers.

There is a breeze in the mountains, and the water is gurgling.The voiceless sound of nature subtly blends with the sound of Qin Li's piano, as if the sound of nature melts into the soul.

With a sound of "bang", a string of Qin Li's piano broke, causing his music to stop abruptly.

Bo Langjun and others, who were intoxicated by the sound of his piano, seemed to have just woken up from their sleep.

"Your Excellency, please be merciful!" Curator Lu lifted up his skirt, and knelt at Bo Langjun's feet.

(End of this chapter)