musicians of old

Chapter 387 The second movement The flowers in the field tell me (10): Appetite (two in one)

Marseille Negu?

Fanning raised his eyebrows, remembering that he had prompted the knight to investigate Miss Cuckoo Renilla.

"Let him wait for me in the living room for a few minutes, and you call Conductor Walter here first." He made arrangements.

"Okay." The spiritual sense could feel the housekeeper salute at the opposite side of the door.

Walter's footsteps came quickly:

"Teacher, what interesting things did you find in the exhibition room?"

"It's a task for you," Fanning said.

"Help me sort out all the written information here that has anything to do with the address 'Vienne' or 'Low Tizahi Paimia', and if I'm not sure if there is a connection, and as far as I know, this The exhibition hall is only a part of the materials displayed during the master's lifetime, you can go to other inner rooms or the second floor to find it."

"Okay." Walter had already looked at one of the pages with his hands up.

He thought that the teacher had discovered something worthy of musicology research.

"Remember to record the approximate location in advance for easy restoration, and don't mess up the master's objects during his lifetime." Fan Ning reminded, "Also, no assistants are needed, the three of you can sort it out by yourself."

"No problem." Walter was a little puzzled, but still agreed seriously.

Two minutes later, the villa will meet the living room.

The attendant poured two cups of prickly pear cactus sparkling cold drink. In addition to the crushed pulp juice, there are also lemon, purple sweet potato and some fragrant herbs. Its color shows a unique pink color. The bubbles were gurgling and churning.

"One of Miss Renilla's residences is located at No. 3 Lake West Road, Tizahi Pamiana, in the lowlands."

Masai Negu's straightforward words made Fan Ning narrow his eyes slightly.

Such a coincidence?Exactly the address on the empty envelope?

"Why is she eligible to live in Fox Lily Field?" Fanning asked.

"The person under the name of that residence is her teacher, Senesino, the music director of the Festival Grand Concert Hall." Masseinecourt explained.

"That's it." Fan Ning was stunned.

Senessino is also a troubadour who once won the laurels.

It's just that this plot seems a bit old-fashioned, um, it can't be said to be old-fashioned, or classic?For music history or art history.

"They live together here, and spend a passionate summer together?" Fanning asked.

Judging from the objective facts of ancient and modern times, ordinary people face more rumors or moral condemnation in the relationship between teachers and students. What can be regarded as "background knowledge of music appreciation" is only the privileged patent of great and above artists.

"It's not what you think." Masseynegu shook his head.

He drank the pink liquid in the cup until it bottomed out, leaving only a few slices of lemon and crushed purple potato:
"There's a group of people out there who regularly have parties, like tonight."

"Ah this?" Fanning's tone and expression became strange.

Are things so "pooly"?
"Our team of external mediators 'Guides' made some preliminary investigations, and all the parties in and out of Villa Renilla were women. As for Cenesino himself, he rarely visited here, and it seemed that he was simply providing high-quality meaning of residence."

You understand the order of narrative.Fan Ning slandered secretly, but he still felt that this sounded a bit strange, and continued to ask:
"Female? What female?" He began to flip through the map of the area in his hand.

Compared with the current former residence of Master Ton, this address is on the opposite side, at the western end of the outer suburb of Hubaihe Wilderness.

"They are all noble ladies or aristocratic girls who are of high class, have a large number of courtiers, and are fascinated by outstanding men in the fiefdom, not to mention Renilla herself, the charming and charming Miss Cuckoo, the daughter of the National Opera House , the daughter of Prince Eleanor, and, for example, the daughter of the Duke of Falla who is beloved by your brother Troy, who is the brother of your two precious students..."

"Aren't married and unmarried generally two different circles? There is still a slight difference between the private and public social interactions of nobles."

"You seem to understand quite well, but the result of the investigation is like this." Massai Negu stretched out his arm, beckoning the attendant to "have another drink", and raised his head with a look of "leisurely fascinated"——

"Frankly, I think my purpose in life is among them, how worth it to beat the damn 'court love' knight curse by marrying such a beautiful, rich, elegant and intellectual woman A future to look forward to! At the moment I am perhaps far from the easiest of them all..."

"Tell me about the 'seven layers of protection'." Fan Ning interrupted the other party's imagination.

"I can't confirm the relevant information at the moment, otherwise, according to the reward offered by the 'Guide', I have come to share the gold coins with you tonight." Massai Negu finally smiled embarrassedly.

"I have never doubted the accuracy of your guidance, but they are all powerful and powerful, and Miss Renilla is also a knowledgeable person, so I can't go too deep into the matter at once. In the past two days, I just pretended to be a lot of suitors. One, investigated some preliminary information on the periphery..."

"Actually, this type of private salon exclusively for women is very common in high society. It is nothing more than dinner, bathing, nursing, entertainment, flower arrangement, art talks, and finally talking about women's private affairs in the fragrant boudoir... This is outsiders. There is something mysterious and evocative in my imagination, but I don’t think the mystery is to be broken at the right time? You seem to know this well in the music works of Senessino. I’m not sure that guy’s creative inspiration is From an interview or from a collection..."

"That's the end of tonight's cool drink." Fan Ning stood up the next moment.

"By the way, on top of this, I will add a personal question for directions, and help me find out which one is the best for cranial drilling surgery in Southern China."

"...Do you still need a hole in your head?" Masai Negu felt confused.

"You go to Luna and ask for 250 pounds of gold coins, as an advance payment for investigating Renilla and consulting this matter." Fanning said and felt that he couldn't remember how much money he had deposited with Luna, " Forget it, I don’t know if I have so many more, you should go to Walter for it.”

"...Actually, this folk custom is the most popular in my hometown, the Paradogos Islands." Masai Negu was still sitting on the sofa and thinking seriously, "If you are really in a hurry to become a master, I will help you to inquire further. People like you can drill the best holes if you really want to, and you can’t be fooled by street stalls, but I still think it’s better to make holes for others than to make holes yourself..."

"Mr. Steward, prepare the car and take the guests back to the city-state."

Fan Ning's figure in the next moment had disappeared directly outside the door.

The fragrance is still strong in the summer night, the warm wind is flowing around, the frogs are singing in the sea of ​​flowers, and the stream is gurgling.

Fanning walked to the lake on the side of the villa, and took a step straight towards the water.

A large piece of turf with flowers and mud and stones was torn directly from the shore, carrying his figure across the lake and disappearing into the night.

The turf flew close to the ground at a very high speed. After nearly half an hour, Fanning saw a long string of sparsely spaced lights in the night and their swaying reflections on the surface of Lake Naiga.

He continued ignoring the path, across the lake.

After a few minutes, he saw a magnificent three-story villa with a relatively large area.

The curved road ahead was full of carriages and a few cars on which the guests' coachmen, butlers or drivers were taking a nap.

"It doesn't seem appropriate to break in directly. Today I mainly come to find out about the situation..."

"But if it's a more intimate women's salon..."

There was still a distance, Fan Ning looked at the guards standing on the steps, and after thinking for a while, he made a half circle and approached a wall and shutters at the back end of the first floor of the villa.

He invoked his spiritual sense and held his breath for a few seconds before taking out a vial.

A pinch of silver elixir powder was thrown into the air, and then was gently brushed into the window by the invisible air current brought by the change of heat and cold.

The next moment, the purple streamer of extraordinary strings randomly drew two rectangular patterns on the wall, Fan Ning stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and pushed open the door formed by the force of disassembly.

In a small and tidy room, the gas lamps were fully turned on. A maid with handsome features was leaning on a chair, her head drooping and sleeping soundly. The elixir powder with sleeping effect was enough to keep her from waking up for three hours.

In front of her was a large table, piled with jade-white porcelain plates, and further ahead there was something like a steam oven. Through the glass, one could see stacks of steaming towels inside.

Looks like a prep room for banquet cleaning supplies.

Fan Ning stared at the sleeping maid, whose color, line and perspective relationship was quickly mastered spiritually, and then he began to sketch the silhouettes of six mysterious paintings related to the "fountain in the painting" in his mind.

From the external demeanor to the spiritual breath, in just a few breaths, "Scheler" turned into another "maid" who was exactly the same, and the sleeping girl rose out of thin air with the whole chair, and was directly moved to the The corner of the room, and was wrapped in thick curtains.

Fanning thought for a while, and opened the steam stove in front of him.

A large cloud of white smoke rose up.

He took the tongs and began to stack hot towels in other empty porcelain plates according to the small part of the pattern that had been arranged.

Then, he pushed the three-story trolley and unscrewed the door.

The walls of the corridor are painted in bright orange, and the large beach oil painting at the end of the field of vision is illuminated by the crystal chandelier on the top. The maid who delivered the food converged.

Nearly [-] "drunk bird" tea wood pigeons were roasted brown and brushed with honey. The coconut crab claws and crab shells in the huge dinner plate were fragrant, and the snow-white tender meat and fat crab paste were rolled...

In addition, there are delicious barnacle soup, shiny steak and lamb chops, sea fish sashimi piled up in hills, assorted fruit cakes, and a whole charcoal-grilled parchment served in two dining cars. Ladogos tortoise...

It's not that Fan Ning has never seen the scenes of high society holding extravagant banquets, but seeing this scene tonight, he always felt that there was an indescribable sense of disobedience.

The delicate laughter of the women had already been caught far away. After following a group of maids and waitresses through the corridors, he finally saw more than a dozen ladies and girls having dinner in the banquet hall. Wearing a cool and fashionable evening dress, but the usual banquet etiquette was not followed in physical and demeanor, because there were no men present.

The table was already full of delicacies and delicacies, and after this wave of refills, it became a little more crowded. The ladies and girls pushed glasses and exchanged glasses while blushing, chatting about gossip that is rarely heard by others on weekdays, or Pairs of long legs that are clean and flawless, or in silk stockings of various colors, overlap and sway leisurely under the table.

Fanning walked up to Renella, who was wearing a red off-the-shoulder collar dress, and handed her a hot towel.

"Thank you, Lillian baby." Renilla leaned over and picked up a strawberry a little far away from the dining table, and put it directly in front of Fanning's lips. Feeling dizzy.

...Do you not pay attention to master-servant etiquette at all?Fan Ning almost showed an expression of "it's okay", because he saw other guests and maids sharing food while chatting and laughing. Although the latter is the only one in terms of conversational interaction, they are already a little mingled mean.

There is no warning from spirituality, ordinary food, even very high-quality and fresh.

Amidst the scent of strawberry and nail polish lingering around the tip of his nose, Fanning bit the fruit that Miss Cuckoo sent to his mouth, and the juice overflowed from the crevices of her fingers.

If there is no problem with food, what is the sense of disobedience?

"How many gifts did Lilian receive on behalf of Miss Cuckoo today?" A young round-faced beautiful woman next to her asked, her voice was soft, and her eyes seemed to be covered with tenderness.

Fanning naturally didn't understand why, so he made a gentle and polite smile.

"No matter how many pieces, let her use the ones she likes." Miss Renilla handed over another strawberry.

"You don't even look at it yourself now." Another blue-eyed girl with wavy blonde hair curled her lips.

"Compared to commodities exchanged for gold pounds, can't more heartfelt letters or love songs taste pure love?" The round-faced beautiful woman was still eating rapidly when communicating, "The son of Baron Trevelyan has already He wrote me love poems for a hundred days in a row, oh, and that silly boy named Troy from the Mixin Chamber of Commerce, I have been waiting to share with you what kind of songs he will sing."

"Why are your admirers so elegant? Oh my god, I keep receiving some obscene things recently." The blue-eyed girl sighed.

"Come on, no matter what the gift is, they have different thoughts in their hearts." The lady with short ear-length hair and a lace shawl on the opposite side moved the seat far away, one diamond high-heeled shoe fell to the ground, and the other hung lazily. At the tip of my toes, my legs turned up and slowly circled in the air, "When I was enjoying the cool on the tower in recent nights, the young master of Lord Stacy's family always stood on the lawn and recited love songs, the style of Master Ton's songs It's all very restrained, but what I'm sure of is that when he sang to me, he was thinking about sleeping with me, if he had the right to take off my dress and socks."

"Hee hee hee"

The soft teasing voices of the women are like chirping birds in the forest.

These high-class ladies with many "court love" relationships chatted unscrupulously in the private circle about food and appetite, about their courtiers, and about the various gifts with love and desire, including flowers. , perfumes, jewels, poems and love songs, and presents tightly wrapped in pages of despair as sticky as blood.

As the fragrant wind swirled around, Fan Ning quickly presented hot towels beside each dining table.

While listening to the twittering and chatting, his peripheral vision kept scanning the delicious food on the table.

Suddenly, Fan Ning seemed to have found the source of the sense of disobedience.

There is indeed no problem with the things on the table.

But the appetites of these women seem to be extremely strong.

At this time, Renilla snorted and stretched her waist: "If everyone has enjoyed enough, let's start to enjoy the wonderful bath and care! Connie, take a few people to prepare dried flowers and bath wine and essential oils”

"Okay." The personal maid named Connie bowed slightly and retreated.

"Everyone, please follow me." Renilla led the way ahead, then turned around and gave orders to Fanning who was holding a towel clip:

"Lillian, you guys go get your bathrobes."

(End of this chapter)