As more and more eyes turned towards him, Le Tong naturally knew that the person he was looking for had appeared.
He walked up to Jiangjun Xing and asked in a crisp voice, "Are you the destined person that Master is looking for?"
General Xing laughed and reached out to touch Le Tong's head, but Le Tong turned his head away.
He doesn't like people touching his head.
The general didn't take it seriously and said, "Do you think I'm the destined person your master is looking for?"
"Everyone is looking at you, you should be it, right?" Le Tong said innocently.
"I don't know if it is true or not." Jiang Junxing said frankly. "But if Mr. Le Chi invites me, I will be happy to express my admiration to her. I have admired Mr. Le Chi's masterpieces twice, but I have never met her. I have always felt deeply regretful."
Le Tong looked at Wang Xiaoya, and Wang Xiaoya smiled and said, "After the music of the Shui family ended, Mr. Jiang recited a poem that highlighted the theme-----"
Wang Xiaoya recited the poem again, and Le Tong's eyes lit up. He said, "It's very appropriate. He is the person that Master is looking for to resonate with him----"
Le Tong looked at Jiang Junxing and said, "Come with me. The master wants to see you."
"Thank you, young sir." Jiangjun Xing said jokingly.
"Hmph." Le Tong snorted coldly and led the way.
"See you later, everyone." Jiang Junxing greeted everyone with a smile.
The guests looked at the general with envy, because not everyone had the opportunity to be invited by Le Chi.
Drink a cup of tea with the music fanatic and chat about music for a quarter of an hour. When the general walks out of the music fanatic's room, he will become the music fanatic's guest of honor and music confidant in various rumors and stories - this will really help his reputation.
There are two brothers in the Jiang family. The younger brother, Jiang Junling, was humiliated and left, but the elder brother was invited by Le Chi by chance. It must be said that the elder brother's luck is much better than that of the younger brother.
Perhaps, my brother is not as bad as the outside world says
Le Tong knocked on the door, and without waiting for his master's response, he pushed the door open and said, "Master, I invited him over."
Le Chi was pruning a pot of yellow chrysanthemums and did not respond, nor did he even turn around to greet the guest.
Le Chi didn't say anything, and General Xing, who was standing at the door, didn't say anything either.
Le Tong looked at his master, then at General Xing, touched his head and walked out.
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
Le Chi cut off three branches of chrysanthemums so that the cluster would not appear too crowded and the flowers would not be squeezed and deformed. The sparse and orderly feeling is refreshing.
The music fanatic seemed to have forgotten the guests behind him, and Jiang Junxing also treated himself as a transparent person.
He watched Le Chi finish pruning the chrysanthemums, he watched Le Chi finish pruning the plum blossoms, he watched Le Chi finish pruning the welcoming pines, and he watched Le Chi finish pruning the cactus.
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Junxing bowed slightly to Le Chi's back, then turned and left.
Le Tong pushed the door open and said, "Master, he's gone."
"Gone." Le Chi replied.
"Isn't he the one you're looking for?"
"no."
"I'm sorry, Master. He looked very experienced and elegant. He also read a poem that matched the sound of the flute. Everyone said it was him. Master, how do you know it wasn't him?" Le Tong asked in confusion. "You didn't say a word. I was listening at the door."
"His footsteps are too light." said Le Chi.
"The footsteps are too light?" Le Tong was even more puzzled. What does the light footsteps have to do with whether or not someone is a soulmate
"He deliberately walked lightly because he had distracting thoughts in his mind." Music Maniac said. "A person with distracting thoughts cannot resonate with the sound of my flute. He is an open-minded and selfless person."
"Master, if he is not the soulmate you are looking for, why did he stay in the greenhouse for so long
"Because he doesn't want to leave. And he can't leave."
"Why can't I leave even if I don't want to?"
Le Chi did not explain this problem to his apprentice. He was still young and did not understand how complicated the thoughts of adults were.
The man just now was invited in by his apprentice in front of everyone. If he had just walked out, how would the people outside look at him
If he stands in the greenhouse for a while and then leaves, the outside world will have a different interpretation of his meeting, right
As for why she let him stay, it was because she owed him something, and this was her way of compensating him. By inviting him in, she had already put him under everyone's gaze. If she kicked him out and made him lose face, it would be like a mortal enemy between the two sides.
She just wants to make music and doesn't want to make enemies with anyone.
This is also the reason why there was no dialogue between them, but the general bowed to Le Chi when he left.
She understands, and he understands too!
"Master, I'll go out and help you look for it." Le Tong said.
"No need." Music Maniac shook his head and said, "If we are destined to meet, we will meet someday. If we meet, please ask him to name this song."
"I'm quite curious." Le Tong said with some regret. "How could someone resonate with Master's music?"
Le Chi stopped talking and concentrated on pruning the branches in front of him again.
Apart from music, she doesn't have much interest in other people or things.
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Buildings are getting taller and taller, and courtyard houses are becoming fewer and fewer.
It is precisely because things are rare that they are valuable that the remaining courtyard houses have become a unique landscape of Sifang City. Moreover, any one of them is worth a fortune, with an estimated value of billions.
Zijing Alley is an inconspicuous narrow alley on the map. It can only accommodate one car and two cars cannot run side by side.
However, this is also a very special alley.
It is close to the Red Wall and close to the Privy Council. Across the wall is the highest authority in Yanjing City. The Red Wall was once expanded and most of the surrounding buildings were demolished, but this old alley was preserved.
The alley is quaint and old, and the gray walls, red tiles and glazed roofs of the courtyard gates are covered with white snow, giving these old houses a bright new coat.
The doors of every household were closed. On such a windy and snowy night, no one was willing to open the door to let in the wind and snow.
Ga!
A champagne-colored Bentley was parked at the door of an old house, and a beautiful and plump woman was driving the car.
As soon as the tigress stopped the car, General Ling, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened the door and got out.
The tigress pushed the door open and walked out, ready to help the man lock the door and shout.
"Let me do it." said the general.
Tigress stepped back and stood guarding the general's order.
The general ordered that he knock on the door, but he stood on the stone steps at the door for a long time without moving.
After a long while, he sighed softly and asked, "Is it embarrassing?"
"Victory and defeat are common in the military. Young Master lost because he underestimated the enemy." Tigress said frankly. She was shocked, shocked by the little guy she met for the second time. He actually had such ability? She really underestimated him before.
What she said about underestimating the enemy was not just that the general ordered her to underestimate the enemy, she underestimated the enemy too much. I was deceived by her beautiful smile.
"I didn't underestimate the enemy." General Ling shook his head. "I won't make such a mistake."
Snap Snap----
General Ling reached out and knocked on the copper lock of the wooden door. After a long while, the wooden door trembled and opened. The old housekeeper stood at the door and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, the master is waiting for you to play chess in the room."
"Thank you." The general said respectfully to the old butler.
"Go quickly. I have prepared the chess pieces." The old butler said with a smile, turned around and closed the gate.
The general took off his windbreaker and scarf and hung them on the hanger in the corner of the room.
Then he sat down in front of the chessboard and said, "I will play black first?"
"You go down first." said the old man wearing a sheepskin coat sitting opposite.
So, the general made the first move.
"I anticipated Yanziwu's reaction, but I didn't expect it to be so big. Is it necessary to do that just for a few wild kids who were causing trouble outside? - Who called you?"
"Young leader." The old man placed a white piece with one hand and held a cup of hot milk with the other. "He is responsible for contacting Yanziwu. When he first took office, he took people to Yanziwu to see that gentleman. He treated him as a disciple and was extremely respectful."
"How serious is it?" General Ling asked in a deep voice. Another black piece fell. If it was just that he was humiliated at the banquet, an old man like Grandpa who had experienced many hardships would not say the four words "complete defeat".
"Your fifth uncle's transfer has been put on hold," the old man said. "He was supposed to be in a very important position, which we have been seeking for a long time. Just tonight, someone from another family was placed in that position-----"
"Who is it?" General Ling gritted his teeth and said, with a dull pain in his heart.
Fang Yan was right, his opponent was not himself. He never considered himself an opponent from the beginning.
To embarrass oneself in public, or to be laughed at by the guests at the banquet--what does it matter? It is nothing more than a bad reputation and a layer of dust on one's future--it is bad for oneself, but also good for oneself.
The Taoist Chi's words "Giving birth to a son should be like a general's order" pushed him to the front, and his every move was infinitely magnified. If he could disappear under everyone's nose or be quiet for a while, he was willing to pay that price.
However, Fang Yan obviously wanted more than just this.
He was targeting not only himself, but their entire general family.
He set up this shocking situation and staged a wonderful drama, using the opponent's force to his advantage, and used the hands of all parties to cut off a very powerful arm of his family.
His own face was damaged, but his family members or the old man in front of him would just smile and say "the child is naughty" and let it go.
However, he abruptly disrupted his fifth uncle's transfer, which was clearly a punishment from his superiors for their family.
Some people in the upper echelons wanted to kill the chicken to scare the lion, so Fang Yan pushed the Jiang family out, and the Jiang family became the chicken that was killed for the monkey to see.
This was no longer a joke, nor was it a fight between children. Instead, it was an attack that left the Jiang family with broken bones and blood.
He took the initiative to attack the Jiang family.
"Who is it?" General Ling felt his blood boiling, and his hand shaking. "Who took Uncle Wu's place?"
Snapped!
The old man quickly took down a white piece and said, "Yanziwu. Ye Daoling." (To be continued)