I became an exiled convict after we got married

Chapter 38
In the past few days of the new year, although the temperature has warmed up, young girls like Wan Jinlan and Xiao Sirui are still wrapped up quite thickly when they go out. Most of them are wrapped in coats and skirts with capes.

However, the woman who was dancing on the flower boat was dressed very coolly, with a large area of ​​white skin exposed, and the veil wrapped around her body looked very thin.

Like Xiao Sirui, the girls poked their heads to look at the flower boat opposite.

The younger Shen Qiongzhi opened the window wider, and commented with piercing eyes: "That waist is really thin and soft."

Xiao Sirui's eyes sparkled: "I guess I've never had enough to eat."

Shen Xingyu said: "Men like this, they are required to do this, why is no one because we women like it..."

The words are not finished, but several people understand.

Xiao Sirui gave her a pinch: "You are engaged, how dare you think about these things."

Wan Jinlan joked with a smile: "You mean you can think about all these things without being engaged. I can't tell that Sister Sirui is well-behaved on weekdays, but your thinking is quite..."

Xiao Sirui came to pinch Wan Jinlan again, "I told you to talk nonsense, see if I don't tidy you up today."

The girls talked and laughed, played and romped, ate snacks and drank tea, and admired the dance on the opposite side.

In the end, the dancer hadn't finished dancing when she was embraced by a man with a big belly and drank a cup of wine.

The following scenes were not suitable for the girls to watch, and the boat sailed again.

When the boat reaches the center of the lake, the sound of silk, bamboo and wind music from all directions sounds very noisy. After passing this section, there are fewer boats around.

Everyone heard a mournful piano sound like weeping and complaining.

It's okay if you don't pay attention, but when you pay attention to listen, Wan Jinlan's whole body is not well.

"This is not a fragment of "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun". Why is it like a dead husband?"

Xiao Sirui burst out laughing, her shoulders trembled as she laughed.

Sister Wan's words were really interesting, and her descriptions were really apt.

Obviously this piece expresses the deep feelings of broken mountains and rivers and the sorrow of heaven and earth, but this piano player forcibly plays out the sad, delicate, sticky, sticky, sad and tactful daughter's feelings.

"The cold river and the moon are cold, the Milky Way is fierce, and the water and clouds are reflected in the Linghua mirror..."

The gentleness of that voice made Wan Jinlan's skin crawl.

On the great festive day of the Shangyuan Festival, who played this deadly tune?
No, it's not that the music is going to die, it's that the playing and singing are going to die.

Wan Jinlan endured and endured, and simply sat in front of the piano and fiddled a few times.

Some days I didn't play the qin. After getting familiar with the qin under my hand, I played "Cold River and Moon Cold" along with the sound of the qin over there.

It's sad and wan over there, and there's some anger here, and it sounds crisp and sonorous.

Xiao Feng returned to Yangzhou City last night. This time, he has made significant progress in privately investigating the matter of Yan Yin.

The governor of Yangzhou must have received some news, otherwise he would not have been on guard in the past, and now he invited him to visit the lake and talk about things with hospitality.

The atmosphere in Yangzhou's officialdom and shopping malls is really not very good. When discussing important matters, they even invited someone to play the piano and sing.

After he came, he didn't say a few words about the business, but the other end sang first.

He didn't play the piano at all, and his voice was really good, but the stickiness made his scalp tingle, and he wished he could run away from the scene.

Just like that, the governor of Yangzhou asked him how he sang with satisfaction and complacency, how about this, can he really not hear it?
"I can see the fishing rod in the distance, and the shadow is lightly cast, and the sheep fur is narrowly placed under the fence...

Using the moon as a matchmaker, pointing to the sky as a witness..."

Suddenly, an angry, high-pitched but tuned piano sound floated into everyone's ears. The singer was affected by the sudden emergence of the tune, and suddenly changed his tune.

Xiao Feng shook his head faintly: "Master Zhou, the actor you hired is not yet ready for kung fu."

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, the actors who sang and played the piano on the deck with the cold wind blowing through the bead curtain even played the piano wrongly.

The one playing the zither like a war seems to have won a battle, and from the sound of the zither, one can hear the meaning of pursuing victory.

Mr. Zhou was a little annoyed, actors still couldn't get on the stage, and they could still make mistakes in playing the piano and singing a song.

He originally wanted to praise this talented actor, so he took advantage of the opportunity to give someone to King Qi tonight, and he could say a few words for him then, how is it going now, people think you are really not good when they listen to your piano So, how can I love you in my heart?

Also, who over there doesn't know good and evil, dare to spoil his good deeds?Talking about Qin is like a quarrel, how can it make people feel half charming!
Master Zhou saw that the actor simply stopped, and said with some anger: "What are you doing? Why not continue."

When Yeling heard the sound of the qin from over there, she hesitated, stopped playing the qin altogether, and followed the sound of the qin in the wind to harmonize her voice.

"When the world is turbid, I will be clear, when people talk, I will wake up, with a romantic heart, only rely on poetry to control the leader, obey the sky and obey the order..."

Because the sound of the piano is vast, with the free and easy atmosphere of the sky so high that the birds fly and the sea is wide enough to let the fish leap, it is not as sad as what Youling herself played before, so when she sings in harmony, it is not as mellow as before, but rather A lot more masculine.

The sound of the piano and the voice were inexplicably harmonious, much more pleasing to the ear, Xiao Feng slightly closed his eyes.

Wan Jinlan didn't hear the piano sound over there again, and simply finished playing the two verses "Wanli Chengbo" and "Shadow Contains Vientiane" after "Cold River and Moon Cold".

This actor is quite adaptable, and she no longer sings the song as if her husband died.

Unknowingly, the two boats got closer and closer, and the sound of the piano seemed to ring in my ears.

Xiao Feng looked at the approaching boat through the window, and the first thing he saw was the logo representing King Guangling.

After Wan Jinlan finished playing, she got up, and met Xiao Feng's gaze.When she turned her head, she saw a woman dressed in cool clothes sitting on the deck of the opposite boat.

This woman should be the actor who played the piano with her earlier.

Wan Jinlan glanced at Ye Ling, turned her head without a word, snorted in her heart, "It's quite enjoyable", and went back to the cabin.

All her thoughts were expressed on her face, and in someone's eyes, it made his expression freeze.

The two boats passed sideways, and Xiao Feng's patience was exhausted.

"Master Zhou, in this cold weather, I don't want to spend the whole time here with you, face, I have given it to you, and the account book that I want, will you give it or not?"

Obviously Xiao Feng's expression can be said to be ordinary, but Master Zhou shuddered when he met his ancient and calm eyes.

Mr. Zhou likes to do these detours when doing things, and when he suddenly meets someone who is straightforward, he smiles all of a sudden and doesn't know what to say.

He felt helpless, logically speaking, those good colleagues and rich men of his had already attacked the king more than once, but this man, he was destined to die!

With a stiff smile on his face, he began to sell the actor outside the bead curtain: "It's cold and the night is cold, why don't you let Yun'er accompany you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Feng got up and interrupted him, "Tomorrow is the deadline this king gave Lord Zhou, if you..."

"laugh"

It was the sound of a knife entering flesh.

Master Zhou, who was still smiling stiffly before, fell on the boat with his eyes open.

(End of this chapter)