The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 8 Even the dog shakes its head after listening to her pipa
He Yao suppressed her guilty conscience, and the old god smiled on the ground, "I have been studying "Spring and Autumn" recently, and I haven't read "The Book of Songs" for a long time. If I read it wrong, please correct me."

Yuan Wang was stunned. Could you please correct me?

He doesn't even know the words, so how can he correct me?
He said softly: "Miss He has read very well. There is nothing that needs correction."

As he said this, the idea of ​​reading and literacy came into his mind.

In the past, he was not able to study and was an idle dog in Liangzhou City. Now that he has come to Luojing, he not only has food and shelter, but also educated people everywhere. He must at least learn how to read and write, otherwise he will steal the latest I don't know which mansion.

Just read it correctly...

He Yao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue turning the pages and chanting when Chun Nong suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"Girl—" Chun Nong was about to speak when Yuan Wang's gaze was suddenly attracted.

The young man sitting in the green tent has red lips and white teeth. When he smiles, his peach blossom eyes curl up and he has a few strands of slightly curly hair hanging on his forehead. He is very handsome and gentle.

She was startled. Is this the young Marquis from Liangzhou?
He actually has such a good appearance!
No wonder the girl is willing to go shopping with him!

but……

What's the use of being good-looking, in the end, he's just a poor and down-and-out country man, with short-sightedness and no way to stand on the stage, so he doesn't deserve to be compared with Mr. Wei's family.

She Yingying stepped forward and said, "It's already getting late outside, so I'm here to take the girl back to her room. By the way, Miss Luo asked you and the young Marquis to play "Mountains and Flowing Waters" together at the peach blossom banquet. Is there any progress in the discussion now?"

He Yao blinked, "No progress yet."

"This is impossible. There is less than a month left. You and the young master should hurry up and practice. The sisters of the Xue family saw that the young master came from the remote and savage Liangzhou, and decided that the young master has no advantages. Just waiting to see the jokes between him and you, don't you have been laughed at by them before?" Chun Nong's eyes rolled, with a flash of malice, "Speaking of which, Liangzhou is barren, and I am afraid that there is no gentleman who is proficient in rhythm. I don't know who master Xiaohou learned his rhythm from? Little Hou, my girl's face is all pointed at you!"

Relying on her background in Luo Jing, she is well-informed, and she has a strange look at Yuan Zhu.

He Yao only felt that Yuan Zhu was very pitiful, and couldn't bear to see him being bullied by the maid, and said righteously: "The hero doesn't ask where he came from, why do you always hold on to Liangzhou? Counting up to three or five generations, our ancestors are not Is it also from the wild land?"

Chun Nong didn't expect that He Yao would stand up for him. Although he was dissatisfied, he had nothing to say.

Yuan Wang raised his eyebrows playfully.

Miss He is slender and delicate. She is obviously just a weak woman with no strength, but she always protects him...

Knowing that there will be people who will be unfavorable to her at the peach blossom banquet, but still bravely want to face the difficulties, but he is a majestic seven-foot man who pretends to be sick. Compared with him, he is really cowardly.

Since he had assumed the identity of a nerd, he had to protect Ichigo's fiancée so that this little lady would not lose face in front of her sisters.

Isn't it just a flute?

He just learns.

Sending off He Yao's master and servant, Yuan Wang took a jade flute from the study to study.

I just studied it for a while, but I still don't understand it.

He left the jade flute in the corner, that's all, he might as well go to the city tomorrow to find Mr. Qu Le.

The night rain is drizzling, and the garden lights are dim.

He Yao and Chun Nong were walking in the corridor, Chun Nong couldn't help but mutter, "Mr. Wei's family is the best at music, if he plays with the girl, Miss Xue and the others are too envious, so they don't dare to see your jokes! When will this marriage happen?" Only then can it be cancelled, the servants are watching, the little marquis looks like he will not leave, and runs to the mansion with his baby to beat the autumn wind and eat soft food, it is really disgusting!"

He Yao holds the pipa.

A person like Young Lord Hou who is astonishingly talented and beautiful can play the flute naturally, maybe he is more proficient in rhythm than Mr. Wei's family, so it won't embarrass her.

The key is her pipa...

Her pipa even makes dogs shake their heads when they hear it, how can I get it out?

She suddenly stopped and said: "Go to the city tomorrow and find a teacher who teaches music for me. I will practice "High Mountain and Flowing Water" this month without doing anything else. I don't believe it won't work!"

The next day.

The alleys and lanes of the city lead to secluded places.

He Yao carried Pipa into a small two-entry house and looked around like a thief, "I won't be found out that I'm secretly tutoring, right?"

"Don't worry, girl, Mr. Dongguo who lives here used to be a musician in Xianlefang. Later, when he got older, he bought this house and specialized in teaching students at home." Chun Nong picked up the bamboo curtain, "Mr. Dongguo is already upstairs I'm waiting for you, my servant will be here to guard you, no one will find you secretly making up lessons."

He Yao was relieved, and went up to the attic with her pipa in her arms.

The attic is elegantly furnished, with jade-bone bamboo mats on the floor and a variety of musical instruments displayed on the treasure racks, all of which are exquisitely crafted.

There was a faint sound of flute playing in the room, probably also a student who came to study.

He Yao listened carefully. Although she didn't understand the music, she could still hear that the other party was playing like an old woman's mourning, which was very harsh and terrible.

After a while, an old man with white beard and hair came out of the inner room. It was Mr. Dong Guo.

After the simple greetings, Mr. Dong Guo sat upright, "Play a song first and I'll listen to it."

He Yao excitedly finished playing the song "Mountains and Flowing Waters" and said expectantly: "My sister is the best at pipa. She and I share the same father and mother. Although we can't play well now, our talent will definitely not be any worse. Sir, don't I count? Can it be considered a material that can be made?"

Mr. Dongguo closed his eyes and frowned.

He Yao leaned forward and tugged at his white beard curiously, "Sir?"

Mr. Dongguo opened his eyes and seriously washed his ears with a silk handkerchief dipped in water.

After washing his ears, he pointed to the inner room, "I thought that the young gentleman inside was a unique and incorrigible fool in the world, but I didn't expect that the young lady's pipa was even more filthy than his flute. Listen to the two of you. Pipa and flute, I can cut off my ears and drink wine!”

He Yao: "..."

Good guy, does this old gentleman want to be so venomous?

She said awkwardly, "Sir, just teach me well, I will definitely work hard."

Mr. Dong Guo taught her the most basic music scores and a set of fingering techniques for playing the pipa, and then let her practice hard here while he went out to get a drink.

He Yao was about to play a song again when the sound of flute came from inside again.

It sounded like a whimpering crow circling the grave at dusk, making people involuntarily get goosebumps all over their bodies and make them feel irritated.

He Yao covered her ears. She was really too noisy by him to concentrate on practicing the piano, so she simply got up and walked to the inner room, raised her foot and kicked the heavy carved sandalwood door.

She yelled in a loud voice: "You have been practicing for so long, it's my turn to practice!"

The sound of the flute in the inner room stopped.

He Yao got clean, returned to her seat, and played the pipa according to her teacher's instructions.

At this moment, the inner room.

Yuan Huan used his little finger to pick out his ears, "Which little lady is so stupid and can play the pipa so poorly? Even the craftsmen who play cotton are better than her."

While complaining like this, He Yao's figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Miss He is gentle and graceful, and she plays the pipa very well. Unlike the little lady outside, she just plays the piano badly and kicks down the door with brute force. It can be seen that she behaves rudely and has a bad temper. Whoever marries her in the future will be unlucky.

(End of this chapter)