Reborn Concubine's Wife

Chapter 280: Lang Ah Lang (1)
"Brother Jiang is right. As soon as she came back, the whole Jiankang people said so. I heard that she came back this time with many dangers. Unfortunately, she met a barbarian. She was almost captured. Fortunately, someone helped her." Only by being rescued can we escape from disaster." Li Ziwei, a staff member, is about thirty, with a pair of shrewd triangular eyes, and he likes to inquire, "You will never guess who saved Mrs. Song."

Seeing that he spoke mysteriously, Jiang Zijing asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Hehehe... I heard that it was a woman who had just reached the age of Ji. She devised a plan and safely rescued Mrs. Song. Seeing her kindness, Mrs. Song recognized her as her goddaughter."

"Oh? There are such strange women in this world?"

Li Ziwei touched the two beards around his mouth and said, "Isn't it? I heard that Mrs. Song praised her for her talent."

Wang Jinzhi had been listening to the conversation between the two behind him, and when he heard a woman being called a "scholar", he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.It seems that a few years ago, there was a woman who claimed to have the talent of "scholar".The smile on his face stagnated for a moment, then bloomed again.

In the hall, the fragrance of tea curls up, and the light aroma wafts from the crane head smoker.

The head of the family, Wang Xun, and Mrs. Song Guo sat down as the guests of honor, and the guests and the host were chatting happily.

Seeing Wang Jiulang walk in, Wang Xun greeted with a smile, "Jiulang is back? Come, come, meet Mrs. Song soon."

Wang Jiulang smiled and Shi Shiran walked up to Mrs. Song and bowed to salute.

"Kurang has seen his wife!"

Mrs. Song Guo smiled and looked at the man in front of her. Angzang's body and jade-like face really deserved the words "beautiful appearance".She glanced at the maid behind her as if she hadn't, with a playful look in her eyes.The maid standing behind her on the left quickly looked up at Wang Jiulang in front of her, then immediately lowered her head, put her hands on her knees and knelt down.

"Jiulang, please hurry up! It's better to be famous than to meet. I used to hear a lot of rumors about Jiulang. Now I see them, those rumors are not true. Jiulang is more heart-wrenching than those flashy rumors, both in terms of demeanor and talent." Mrs. Song Guo said with a smile, there was a sense of humor in her words.

When Wang Jinzhi straightened up, he suddenly saw the maid on Mrs. Song's left back. When she looked up, he was stunned for a moment.He thought he saw a familiar face, but when he took a closer look, the maid had already lowered her head and was doing well.He sized him up and felt that he was taller and thinner.With a wry smile in my heart, haven't I forgotten her yet?

"Mrs. Song Guo is too much." Wang Jiulang withdrew his scrutiny and stopped looking at the maid again.He knew that at this moment she was in Sichuan with Li Yun, singing in harmony, how could she appear here?
He sat down next to Wang Xun, and the maid made a cup of tea and brought it up, and filled it up for Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song Guo said with a shallow smile: "I heard that Jiulang is the best kind of wild tea. It is brewed by Jiulang's own paper-burning tea set. It has a special flavor. I don't know if I have the honor to taste it today?"

Wang Jinzhi was taken aback, he didn't expect Mrs. Song Guo to make such a request.It's no secret that he likes wild tea, and everyone who has good friends with him knows it.It's just that he hasn't made this kind of tea for a long time.Especially Biluochun, although someone brought it specially, he never drank it again.

He smiled and said: "Since Madam has such a taste, Jiulang will make a fool of himself."

He asked the boy in his clothes to take his paper-burning tea set, and brought the bag of Biluochun just picked this year.Another maid set aside a small clay stove on which a pot of water was boiled.The water had just boiled, and the tea set and Biluochun had already been brought.He calmed down, picked up the teapot, and was about to rinse the tea set.Suddenly I heard Mrs. Song Guo who was opposite said: "I have a daughter who is good at the piano, how about letting her help Jiulang?"

"Okay." Wang Jiulang thought, the daughter she was talking about must be the strange woman who saved her life on the way, right?
Just when he was curious, a woman stood up behind her left side. Her head was slightly lowered, and there was a tulle on her face.

"I'm showing my ugliness." The woman's voice is not as soft and waxy as that of Jiangnan women, but has a clear feeling like a mountain stream, and it is very pleasant to hear like a jade stone hitting each other.

It turned out that this woman was not a maid, but her goddaughter.

Wang Jiulang only looked at it once, then looked away, and didn't look any more.

The woman walked to the piano case, put her hands on the strings, and lowered her eyebrows.Lightly flicking with ten fingers, the leisurely sound of the piano flowed out from under her hands.

Wang Jiulang paused slightly with the hand holding the teapot, and couldn't help looking at the woman with her bowed head.Looking from him, all he could see was a white neck, slender and beautiful like a swan.In an instant, he laughed at himself again.This song was made by Ah Ruo, and because he liked it very much, he learned it slowly.It is often played, and it is not surprising that the music has spread.

In the sound of the piano, Wang Jiulang, who was holding the pot, seemed to see the woman sitting cross-legged with a peaceful face under the big tree on a moonlit night.As if, he also felt the watery moonlight, and his mood gradually softened.

At some point, the sound of the piano stopped.The woman had already got up and returned to Mrs. Song Guo, Wang Jiulang also checked that the tea was brewed, and a maid came up to take it away and put it in front of Mrs. Song Guo and Wang Xun respectively.

Mrs. Song Guo picked up the teacup, but did not drink it, but took a closer look at the teacup, and praised: "I don't know how Jiulang made this cup? It's as thin as cicada's wings, and the tea soup inside is as clear as emerald green , Just looking at it, I feel amazing." She smelled it again, and said, "As expected, the fragrance of this tea is more elegant than those of those boiled teas. Well, not bad. I like it." She said, She took a sip and praised again, "That's right. It's bitter before it's sweet, just like this life."

"Did you say so, daughter?"

In the latter sentence, Mrs. Song Guo was asking the veiled woman behind her.

"What mother said is true." The woman replied softly.

For some reason, when Wang Jiulang heard her voice, he suddenly felt a ripple in his heart.Looking up again, she could only see her drooping head.Suddenly, the woman raised her head.When he found that he was looking at her, he was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned at him, so Wang Jiulang knew she was smiling.The smile on his lips deepened a little, and Wang Jiulang himself didn't know why his heart was jumping for joy.

(End of this chapter)