Xiao Jiaojiao dressed as a powerful minister

Chapter 79 Pipa Music

"Miss Qingyuan enjoys the flowers here first, and Yin will come as soon as she goes." Yin Heng said to Nan Xu, said something to the boy in a low voice, and then went elsewhere.

Nan Xu could clearly hear the whispers between them: Please come to my room.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Xu Fancheng, each of them understood the meaning.

The banquet guests came in one after another, and there was still some time before the banquet. Ren Yingying was not reconciled. The woman next to her suddenly said something in her ear. There is a pipa."

Ren Yingying didn't know where to borrow a pipa to hold the pipa upright, and she gave up Nanxu's seat. She sat in the place where Ren Yingying used to paint, holding the pipa, gently flicking the pipa three or two times with her jade fingers, and heard the melodious sound of the pipa, many people were attracted Come over, adjust your sitting posture, take a last look at the direction where Xu Fancheng left secretly, lower your eyebrows and start playing casually.

Gently gathering, slowly twirling, wiping and picking, sometimes like the sound of torrential rain, and then like the sound of people whispering, beautiful women and stars holding the moon, sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the sound of music is wonderful, like the sound of pearls falling into a jade plate , the singing of the oriole, the sound of spring water flowing under the ice, the sound of silver bottles bursting, the sound of knives and guns, the sound of cloth being torn... I saw her jade fingers flicking on the strings, and there were thousands of sounds. .

When the applause started, the people who heard the sound of the pipa felt as if they were in the other half of the realm.

"it is good!"

"As expected of Yunyuetai's number one pipa player, he has practiced the pipa so well!"

Many of the people present, who are proficient in temperament, were full of praise for this song.

What's even more amazing is the beauty leaning on the railing by the river pool. She is beautiful in the sky and has a charming figure. She is holding a pipa. She doesn't seem to be in the world.

In the room in the inner courtyard, the servant led a middle-aged man in azure clothes into the room. The man had two beards on the middle side above his lips, and he habitually stroked them with his index finger and thumb, and followed the servant into the private room.

Almost everyone was attracted by Nanxu's place, and no one paid attention to the movement in the inner courtyard. Xu Fancheng's footsteps were light, and he hardly made a sound when he landed on the ground. He quickly walked to the window sill and listened carefully to the conversation inside.

"Why are you, your son?" Yin Heng's voice.

Another strange voice had a humorous tone, and he was not humble in front of Yin Heng, and said with a smile: "Master Yin is listening to the music in the front yard, and Mr. Yin said the same to me."

As he spoke, he stroked his beard again.

Yin Heng didn't know what listening to music meant, but he didn't think otherwise when he thought of the man's weird personality. He is a romantic man who likes to listen to music. It's his nature.

"Someone offered a higher price for this batch of goods. If your master hesitates, I will sell them to others." Yin Heng said.

The two mustaches were not in a hurry, "Mr. Yin, how can you do business like this? We have been in business for so many years. If you suddenly change your mind, how can my son agree."

"If you don't agree, you don't agree. It's not that I can't find someone to buy." Yin Heng has a tough temper, but he doesn't want to smile with him.

The two beards touched his chin, and said deeply, "Mr. Yin, don't be so brainy. You must know that my son is your regular buyer. If you break the deal with your son because of a sudden buyer , the road ahead will not be easy.”

This is a threat, the "son" in the mouth of the two beards can make Yin Heng unable to do all the business.

Who knows that Yin Heng is not threatened by him at all, "How can your son know that the new buyer can't make me rise to the top?"

Hearing this, the two bearded hands paused slightly, and the eyes narrowed: "Who is it?"

What kind of buyer can have the power of a son?
Yin Heng didn't answer, who is the buyer, this is privacy in business dealings, how can you tell others easily, he picked up the teacup in hand, and said quietly: "You just need to know, I am a businessman."

Businessmen only care about profit.

"If your master can't give a higher price, then Yin can only sell it to someone else." He has been working on the border for so many years, and it is not for nothing. He licks blood and knows what risks are.

The greater the risk, the greater the profit.

The head of Xiang Shang was almost hung on the knife. If he still trades at a loss, it is not worth it, and it is not in line with Yin Heng's style.

The two beards understood Yin Heng's temper, so he couldn't continue to be tough, so he said seriously: "I will tell my son."

Generally speaking, if you show this expression, the matter is basically settled. The person behind the two beards sent him, so they can trust him to discuss something. As long as the two beards have thought carefully, his son will not deny it.

Yin Heng showed his face, poured another cup of tea, and handed it to the two beards, "We are all old friends, and Yin doesn't want to change partners. It would be best to cooperate with your master."

The two beards took the tea, took a sip, the taste was sweet, and said with a smile: "Good tea!"

The eyes of the two met and a negotiation was reached.

Thinking of something, Yin Heng's eyes darkened, and he asked: "Today, Yin has something else to ask for help from Mr., and I hope Mr. will lend a helping hand."

Rubbing fingers on the beard with two beards, eyelids slightly raised, a little surprised: "Young Master Yin still has a place for a villain?"

Yin Heng laughed and became respectful, "Mr. is a Baixiaosheng in Xingzhou, so Yin is naturally inferior to Mr. in many aspects."

"You want to check someone? Who?"

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng said this, Bai Xiaosheng guessed what Yin Heng wanted him to do for help. All Bai Xiaosheng could do was intelligence. The matter at home.

Outside the window, Xu Fancheng leaned his back against the wall, and when he heard what the two said, his back suddenly stiffened.

Who does Yin Heng want to check?
Nan Xu's face flashed in his mind, the secret was not good, and the news here was about the same, so he could only turn around and leave, Nan Xu's false identity could not be seen through.

"Yin remembers that Mr. Xingzhou once recorded the map of ten thousand people in Xingzhou, and he has a photographic memory. He remembers the faces of everyone in Xingzhou."

Bai Xiaosheng smiled, "There is no one in the world who can have such great abilities."

Having said that, there was a hint of arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes, obviously, he had this ability.

"Sir, just help me identify someone. Yin doesn't need accurate information about her. You just need to tell me if you have seen her in Xingzhou before."

On the other side, after playing the pipa, Nan Xu was stumbled by Ren Yingying and others. Ren Yingying usually likes to ask people for all kinds of weird things. Now she is not satisfied after listening to the music, so she keeps asking: "Qing Yuan Girl, how can a little girl reach your level, I really like all kinds of musical instruments, but I have learned many kinds, but I am not proficient in any of them."

Nan Xu returned the pipa, looked at her sigh, and said softly: "Miss Ren is already very prominent in other areas, so don't be so obsessed with the pipa."

Her eyes fell on the painting on the desk, which was exactly where Ren Yingying's talent lay.

When Xu Fancheng came back, he wanted to inform Nan Xu, but found that the Huxin Pavilion was blocked and he couldn't get in touch with Nan Xu at all.

I was in a hurry when suddenly a clear voice sounded.

"Miss Qingyuan!"

Someone yelled, Xu Fancheng looked for the sound, his pupils trembled.

It was Yin Heng, accompanied by a middle-aged man with two beards.

(End of this chapter)