On the night of the Yuan Dynasty, the old rain building.
Five months ago, on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the first words of the water tune came out, which shocked Jiangning. Some people even said that once this work came out, it would be difficult for anyone to do the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry in the Jiangning Poetry Society in the next few years. Up to now, this song of Mingyue is still often sung in various venues for banquets and gatherings. Five months is not enough to dilute the shock of this song, and even as time passes, it will only become more and more The wider the spread, even in places such as Tokyo and Yangzhou, this lyric has been sung repeatedly, and its reputation has grown. However, when time passed, the initial discussion about the lyricist within Jiangning gradually faded away, and no news came out for too long. There is no mood for discussion.
Even on the night of the first Yuan, when Pu Yangyi, Su Chonghua and others mentioned Ning Yi, it was only a small-scale discussion. If you want to talk to everyone as a topic, it is meaningless. You have to say that people are hermits and crazy students. Anyway, people teach all day and don’t give you a lot of fun. That’s why these people get to the window and look out. Most people still don't understand what's going on. The Qilan people over there just sang and danced. At this time, they were sitting there and resting while laughing with a few talented people. Noticing the situation here, they whispered to the people around them.
This is the situation in the entire party hall. After whispering for a while, someone walked through: "It seems that Ning Yi and Ning Liheng are downstairs at this time."
"Ning Liheng, the head of the water tune?"
"The Puyang family even invited this person?"
"Then the Su family is only in the cloth business, and the Puyang family is the richest man in Jiangning. How can they not give this face, but... I heard that this person is famous for fishing..."
"It's true that he never attends such gatherings, but it is said that he speaks very loudly..."
While everyone was whispering, Qilan just smiled and listened. She has also sung the word "water tune" many times, but at these gatherings, it seems that she can't express her curiosity in her heart. She just said a few words along the words of the people next to her, and occasionally greeted Puyang Yi. Take a look.
By the window, Su Chonghua and others had already recognized Ning Yi below, Xue Jin smiled: "It's not Xiaochan or someone else, it's Liheng in front." Puyang Yi glanced at Su Chonghua, and Su Chonghua smiled. Get up: "It really is that girl Liheng and Xiaochan."
Xue Jin probed and looked at it: "I don't know what they are doing, why don't you ask him to come up." Wu Qihao said, "It looks like something has happened." As they said this, Puyang Yi was also thinking about it for a while, and a moment passed. , Su Chonghua smiled and said: "Since it's the right time for the meeting, it's okay to ask him to come. On the Yuan Ye, when you can, it's nothing more than just wandering around..."
Su Chonghua was Ning Yi's immediate boss, so Puyang Yi made a decision. Seeing that Xue Jin seemed to want to call someone directly, he quickly said, "How can this be, how can it be like this, with Brother Ning's talent and learning, he I'm going to invite you in person, everyone." Wu Qihao on the side said, "I'll go with you."
At the moment, the two of them confessed to the people around them, pushed the door and went downstairs. For a while, the hall was full of whispers about how Ning Yi would come over, and all kinds of speculations about Ning Yi's talents. floated up again. Xue Jin sneered, said a few words to a few acquaintances around him, and then looked at Su Chonghua with a slightly puzzled look: What the hell is this old thing doing... Su Chonghua didn't like him, so he sat back and chatted with Li Pin, who was smiling on the sidelines. …
"My uncle is lost! Uncle can't find it!"
In the atrium downstairs, Xiaochan spoke in cadence as if singing. The tone was somewhat gloating, but she was more at ease because Ning Yi couldn't find the female thief. This way, the head of her bag was not properly tied, so she even ripped off the silk cloth on the other side, and broke it into two beautiful horn braids. As she walked, the braids flickered, and she was still the image of a well-behaved and sensible maid. .
Ning Yi knew what was on her mind, and smiled at this moment. When she turned her head, Xiaochan thought that the uncle was going to reach out and mess up her hair again, so she gently pulled her two braids with both hands and quickly stepped back a few steps, her face pursed with a smile. Happy: "Who said I was lost?"
"Uncle just got lost."
Xiaochan replied with a smile, and Ning Yi rolled her eyes: "Let's see." He is now looking in a certain direction.
In fact, he really didn't get lost, but Xiaochan was worried that he understood that since she thought she was happy that she was lost, then she could think it was the best. At this time, there was a lively atmosphere in the restaurant. It seemed that everyone was celebrating and happy, but many of the details could not escape Ning Yi's observation.
As some of Wu Liejun's people followed, according to the route that the female thief might escape and the distribution of Wu Liejun soldiers, he and Xiaochan should have been biting at the back and not far behind. The back wall of the old building had a layer of snow that collapsed abnormally. In front of the main entrance, there were two soldiers of Wu Liejun who were negotiating with the guards of the restaurant. They were only allowed in at this time, while Ning Yi and Xiao Chan just walked around in a half circle. , noticed that a room similar to a utility room or lounge seemed to be forcibly opened, Ning Yi deliberately asked a servant to say a few words to let him pay attention to the situation there. The servant also seemed to be talking to a principal in a panic, holding some red things in his hand.
It may be a piece of blood-stained cloth, or the whole bloody clothes that have been replaced, but when encountering such an incident, until the situation is a little clear, the restaurant is not good at reporting to officials or doing other things, the most important thing is I'm afraid the fuss will mess up tonight's business. Not to mention that the people here still don’t know about Suzaku Street or Feiyan Pavilion, even if they know it’s an assassin, as long as it has nothing to do with her, let her leave on her own. If it falls out, in the end, it may have to be knocked on the back. Therefore, for the time being, the restaurant can only investigate by itself and be vigilant.
After the two members of Wu Liejun, two more members came in from the door. They were paying attention to the suspicious surroundings. The steward of the restaurant also called a few people over and warned them. Then the people dressed as servants dispersed, also quietly investigating the abnormality inside. With the mantis catching the cicada oriole behind, Ning Yi only needs to follow behind these people to watch the situation, and it is enough to be a good oriole quietly.
Ever since he heard about the magic of qigong, Ning Yi has been wanting to see it. It was more than half a year before he saw someone who seemed to be genuine, and he absolutely refused to let it go. It's hard to say what will happen next, but as long as there is a chance, you can always think of a way, and you can adapt accordingly. What he didn't expect was that on the way from the first floor to the second floor, he would be blocked by two hunters who were completely indifferent.
"Brother Ning Xian, Xiaochan, what a coincidence." Going down the stairs, the first person who greeted the two of them at the corner was Wu Qihao, who had met once, and then another young man handed in hand to say hello: " Liheng Xian brother, Jiu Yang, is in Puyang Yi." This is the first time I have seen this person, but I have heard the name before, the successor of the Puyang family.
At the moment, Wu Qihao introduced and greeted him again, and Ning Yi knew that there was another Puyuan poetry meeting going on above. He didn't plan to go: "Sorry, sorry, I have something important to do next, but it's inconvenient to go to the poetry meeting, the two of you are kind..." Before the polite words were finished, Wu Qihao had already taken his hand affectionately and waved his hand. He showed a somewhat enthusiastic and heroic attitude: "Since you are here, why don't you go up and sit down, and see that Brother Xian is about to go upstairs, could it be that there is an invitation upstairs? Haha, this matter is okay, take a little time, Let Brother Puyang go up to the meeting and let him know, not to mention that in the poetry party at this time, Su Shanchang, Li Pin, Li Dexin and others are all there. Everyone admires the virtuous brother for his ability to learn. Brother, let's go to Lulu face, if there is really an urgent matter to go first, everyone will understand, haha, speaking of which, Brother Puyang has been talking about this for a long time..."
Wu Qihao affectionately pulled Ning Yi upstairs, while Puyang Yi was gentle and well-spoken. The poetry meeting was on the side of the second floor. Since Ning Yi went upstairs, he couldn't push it for a while. Looking back, Xiaochan was also jumping with joy. The expression became a little more reserved, and the eyes blinked innocently.
this girl...
Xiaochan's mind can be seen at a glance. Turning his head, he often looked in the hall, and Xue Jin's smiling face was in it. He had been interacting with Qin Lao and others in the past six months, and he had seen a lot of things himself, if it was a small scene, it would be fine. It's just that it's not the right time to look back at the positions of the blue-shirted warriors, and then look around at the situation of the gang of servants in the building, frowning slightly.
Afterwards, there were all kinds of greetings and greetings. There were dozens of talented people in the audience, but there were few impressions, but the ones I really knew were Li Pin, Xue Jin, Su Chonghua and others. When Puyang Yi introduced him, the famous courtesan Qilan who had heard her name for a long time also stood up and saluted him, saying, "I have long admired your son's name" and so on. This woman was eighteen or nineteen years old, and she was quite beautiful. Ning Yi just bowed his hands: "It's a pleasure to meet."
"I really have something important to do here, it's inconvenient to stay for a long time today, everyone..."
The opportunity is fleeting... Although it may not be called an opportunity, for Ning Yi, chatting with such a group of scholars, discussing poetry, and even participating in these low-level intrigues is as interesting as martial arts. Ning Yi is not a romantic who wants to break through the limits of human beings. If he really pursues power or something, he has already learned a little about the training methods of some military special forces before, and it is not without him that he has to go out and practice hard qigong. possible. It's just that he has seen too many things, some of them in ancient times, and thousands of years later, but the only thing he has not seen is the so-called internal strength. Immediately, he said goodbye directly, and before he finished speaking, someone started talking.
"Mr. Ning is a talented student. On the day of the Poetry Festival in Puyuan, a water tune sing-song stunned all four. Today's Shangyuan Festival is also the Poetry Festival held by the Puyang family. Why not leave a masterpiece, and let me say it later What is the honor to get up?"
"That's right, if Young Master Ning keeps another masterpiece, it will become a good story in the future."
Even if it was a naked challenge, Ning Yi frowned slightly: "Another day, I really have something to do today."
"If you have any urgent matters, you can tell me, and I may be able to help Brother Ning."
"That's right, the gentleman is open-minded. If Brother Ning is really in a hurry, it's okay to say it."
Then someone whispered: "Does this person look down on me and wait..."
"Too arrogant..."
"I'm afraid the rumors are true..."
Her voice was not loud, but it could reach everyone's ears. On the seat in front, Qilan watched all this as a bystander. She knew that the Puyang family was thirsty for talents. Ning Yi's reputation was ambiguous from the beginning, but Puyang Yi still had hope for it. He is really talented, and it would be a great harvest to win over him, but according to the current situation, I am afraid that there is no such good thing. Looking at Ning Yi's appearance, he frowned quietly and sighed a little.
Ning Yi turned his head and looked out the window. Two men in blue shirts were passing by the opposite corridor. Before they turned back, Xue Jin jumped out abruptly, blocking his view.
"Brother Ning, let the younger brother speak justice, this is your fault." Xue Jin smiled happily, "The water tune on the Mid-Autumn Festival night is enough to prove that you have great talent, Brother Ning, today's gathering, everyone When I mentioned your name just now, I really admired and complimented it. Some people outside said that Brother Ning, you made a name for yourself, and that the head of the water tune was just plagiarism, and the younger brother never believed it. Today, I will talk about you and you will be there. This is something destined by God, it's fate! Little brother also knows that good poetry is not something that can be made by accident. Brother Ning can also stay here for a while, until he has some inspiration, he can write a song at will, and it does not have to be like the head of a water tune. It's a wonderful and good speech. As long as there is one song, next time I meet someone on the street to criticize Brother Ning, I will definitely beat him! Call a dozen or twenty servants and beat him! Arrest him in the yamen, sue him for slandering others, and ask the prefect to toss him! Haha, wouldn't it be fun!"
Xue Jin said that he was dancing, but Ning Yi laughed when he watched him perform.
"Anyway, I'm at the age of just having fun. Today, my elder brothers, Gao Xian, are here, and everyone Qilan will accompany you. What kind of urgency can you have with such Shengyi Quanquan? If it's really urgent, I will bear all the losses! If you want to apologize, my little brother will accompany you. Go, beg your guilt, don't you?"
After he finished speaking, on the other side, among the whispers in the hall, there was also a voice: "Liheng, since everyone is saying this, don't refuse. Young people know it's good to keep a low profile and keep a low profile. Show your sharpness, let go a little today and show it, how about it?"
Ning Yi turned around.
The slow words came from Su Chonghua, who had a warm smile on his face at this time, as if he was happy that Yushan Academy had produced such a junior. Ning Yi's eyes swept over, his face suddenly became cold, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In Su Chonghua's eyes, the smile seemed to be somewhat majestic like Su Taigong's anger, but also slightly strange. Su Chonghua had no idea what this expression meant.
Su Chonghua tried his best to keep a smile on his face, but Xue Jin continued to speak.
"Brother Ning, what exactly do you mean by this reaction? To be honest, recently, my little brother heard that there was a rumor that was spreading, and it was rumored that you personally told the elders of the Su family that your water tune was heard when you were young. The Taoist priest You Fang sang. The younger brother didn't believe it. Brother Ning has a noble character. How could this be so! It's just that he couldn't resist the crowd. Brother Ning, if there is such a thing, the younger brother has misunderstood you. If you are true today If you want to go, pass by my younger brother! My younger brother will never stop you! Just admit that you are the wrong person!"
There is nothing logical about what he said. He just said it righteously and sternly. Ning Yi really wants to leave, and the next day will take the name of plagiarism to the truth. The voice fell, the hall was a little quiet, and the others were waiting for Ning Yi's reaction. Later, when Ning Yi turned around, he walked past Xue Jin, but he said lightly: "Alright."
Xue Jin turned around and was about to speak, but saw Ning Yi walk directly to the side of a short one and pick up the brush. This gathering was originally a poetry gathering, and there were pen, ink, paper and inkstone everywhere. There was another person sitting on the short side with a smile of schadenfreude. At this time, he froze slightly. Ning Yi dipped the brush tip into the ink and paused for a second. .
His eyes passed through the crowd and cast towards Su Chonghua. At the table not far from Su Chonghua's side, a maid in blue was pouring wine from an empty glass. The weather was cold. The outline of the figure, but Ning Yi vaguely recognized it.
I can't think of it... I really haven't lost it...
Xiaochan was a little angry when she heard the words of Xue Jin and others, but this time she was a little surprised and followed. Li Pin and others also followed at this time. The brush was dipped in the ink for two seconds, and then fell on the rice paper: "Alright, today's Yuan Festival, since you are so generous, my little brother doesn't dare to hide your clumsiness and show your ugliness!"
His eyes followed the back of the maid, and he began to write with a brush on the paper, but after all, it was not a pen. Even if he swiped his strokes in wild cursive, Ning Yi couldn't write quickly. Li Pin was watching, and after a while, he helped Read the written word.
"The Qingyu case... Yuan Xi..."
His tone was clear, and the whole hall could be heard clearly, and after a while, the look and posture of watching became formal, and he repeated: "Dongfeng Yefang... Hua Qianshu—"
The first sentence of this sapphire case, the atmosphere is spread out!
Xue Jin and Su Chonghua changed their faces instantly...