Merchant's daughter is not a concubine

Chapter 63 Playing the piano and not being able to see through (1)
In an inn in Shangjing.

Shui Jingnian was drunk on the bed, and Pingxing came back with a basket of paper money, ingots, candles, and a pack of snacks.

"Master, it's Mid-Autumn Festival today, and it's still late at night, do you still go to the grave?"

"Go, why not!" Shui Jingnian took a sip of wine and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed.

Ping Xing was about to cry, his grandfather really lost his mind and went crazy!Ever since he learned that the little village girl had died, he went to visit the little village girl's grave every day!
"We have to eat something when we go to the grave, right? I haven't eaten for two days! Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, at least one piece of mooncake should be eaten, right?" He said, lifting a small piece of mooncake to Shui Jingnian's mouth.

Maybe it was because I was too hungry, but the mooncakes were sweet and fragrant, Shui Jingnian opened his mouth to bite, and after chewing twice, Shui Jingnian suddenly opened his eyes, and a carp jumped up: "Fuck, isn't this a snowskin mooncake? Where did this come from?"

Pingxing was shocked: "It's... a new mooncake from a newly opened shop called Sweet World!"

Shui Jingnian threw himself on the table, only to see a piece of cake and a bowl of milk tea on the table. He was so excited that he burst into tears: "I'm not dead, I'm not dead! Absolutely not dead!"

As he said that, he was about to get out of the house, but Pingxing grabbed him: "Master, where are you going? Do you mean going to the grave?"

"Bah, going to a hairy grave during the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th? Is it bad luck or not?!"

The corner of Pingxing's mouth twitched, didn't you say you were going to the grave? "Then... where are you going? Sweet World is also the property of Zhongliyou."

"It's him again!" Shui Jingnian gritted his teeth: "If you tie him up and beat him up to extract a confession, I won't believe him if he doesn't say anything!"

Pingxing was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a plop, and cried while hugging Shui Jingnian's long legs: "No way! This is Tiansheng, not Tianshui, we can't make too much noise! ​​Otherwise, Emperor Tiansheng will be alarmed, and he will think that we have arrested him. What kind of conspiracy does his richest man have! You always say that that person is your fellow villager, and you miss him all the time, but he doesn’t miss you at all! Otherwise, why didn’t that person come to you? Let’s go back go home!"

Shui Jingnian was about to kick him away, but his last sentence made Shui Jingnian's eyes light up: "Yes, why didn't I think of it? Let my fellow villagers come to me! Since I started here If you come to business, you must still be in Shangjing! Even if you are not in Shangjing, the business is here, it is impossible not to come here! I don’t believe that I can’t keep the man on the sidelines! How can I get that person to come to me? How can I..."

Ping Xing sat softly on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked up at his master pacing up and down in the room.

"By the way, I can play some modern songs! Go, Pingxing, go to the piano store outside and buy a piano!"

"Master, are you finally willing to touch the piano again?" Pingxing was very pleasantly surprised.His master's piano is recognized as the second in Tianshui country, no one dares to recognize the first!But since he broke his brain, he never wants to touch the piano again.

After a while, Pingxing brought back a lyre.Shui Jingnian held the piano in his arms, and ran out hastily.

There is no Lantern Festival during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Tiansheng. Almost every household goes home for a reunion, eats moon cakes, and enjoys the full moon in the garden. Many shops even close their doors at night.

Shui Jingnian ran all the way to the gate of Tianwei Tianxia, ​​but the shop was closed.Shui Jingnian didn't care, smiled lightly, pointed his toes, and flew directly to the roof of Sweet World, sat cross-legged, with the lyre on his knees, pulled out his slender fingertips lightly, and a string of melodious songs flowed out. piano sound.

Traveling through thousands of years of time and space, the lights are bright right now, during the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion season, and the bright moon is in the sky, but he is alone in this strange time and space, looking for and searching, and he can't help feeling it, playing a song "Millennium Fate".

(End of this chapter)