Lan Ning changed the subject and said: "By the way, what have you been busy with these days? Why don't you come over? Didn't you agree to teach me to sing this song?"
Qinglian explained: "That's right, my mother plans to arrange a few people to accompany me. I have been busy practicing this piece of music these days. However, this piece of music is a bit difficult to play. I want to give guidance and practice together, so there is nothing wrong with it. Time comes."
Lan Ning nodded and said: "Indeed, it is difficult to sing well, and it is even more difficult for a temporary family to master this piece of music." Then he suddenly asked: "Last time I asked you who composed this piece of music, You haven’t told me yet?”
Qinglian's face showed embarrassment, and Juan'er's face showed displeasure, "What, Qinglian, do you think my young lady wants to get any benefits?"
Qinglian hurriedly said: "No, I wish Mrs. Lan Ning was good, but I promised someone else, so I can't say it."
Lan Ning smiled and said, "That's right. If others knew who composed such a piece of music, the threshold of his family would be broken. I think the person who could compose such a piece of music must be a noble and reclusive person. People who don’t like to be disturbed by the secular world.”
Qinglian hurriedly said: "Yes, that's what Dumb said."
Dumb! Lan Ning and Juaner were surprised when they heard this. This song was actually related to Dumb.
Qinglian also knew that she had spilled the beans, so she hurriedly said: "Ms. Lan Ning, please stop asking, okay? I don't want to break trust."
Lan Ning smiled and did not continue to ask. Instead, he said: "Come on, let's practice the song. I have to sing the male part well."
Qinglian said, "Ms. Lan Ning, I'm afraid I can't practice music with you today. I'm going back soon. Mom and the others are still waiting for me to go back and practice music."
Lan Ning smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You can do it another day."
Juaner said angrily: "Then what are you doing here?"
Qinglian said: "In the coming days, I may not have much time to come over..."
Juan'er interrupted with a strange voice: "Hey, now you are a famous person, you can't look down on others."
Qinglian smiled awkwardly and continued: "So I will send the music to Madam Lan Ning. Madam Lan Ning, you can practice it by yourself. When I am free, I will practice the music with Madam Lan Ning." After that, he wrote the music score and The three pieces of paper with the words were handed over.
Lan Ning took the paper and said with a smile: "I'm interested."
Qinglian smiled and said: "Ms. Lan Ning, I'll go back first."
Lan Ning smiled and nodded.
After Qinglian left, Lan Ning said specifically: "Juan'er, you can't talk to Qinglian like this in the future. She is a famous actress now. Firstly, she must have posture, and secondly, she must be confident. Which famous actress would allow you to criticize her like this."
Juaner chuckled: "I know, I didn't treat her as an outsider, that's why I spoke so casually."
Lan Ning rolled her eyes at Juan'er and said, "You're by my side and you're used to being arrogant. Now, help me make a bowl of tea. My throat is dry from the practice just now."
Lan Ning sat down on the rosewood couch, placed the music score on the couch, spread it out and looked at it. The moment he saw the music score, his face suddenly changed...
Juaner came with tea and saw Lan Ning staring at the music score without blinking, with an excited expression, as if she had found a treasure, and thought to herself: "As for what? It's just a piece of music, no matter how good it is, why should I be so excited?" , Miss’s mood swings have been a bit severe recently, and I don’t know who caused it.”
"Miss, here comes the tea. Please quench your thirst."
Lan Ning responded or didn't respond. After a while, he suddenly laughed out loud with joy and reached out his hand to caress his full chest. Seeing this long-lost handwriting, his heart was surging.
Juaner saw that Lan Ning was a little crazy and asked curiously: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Lan Ning said happily: "Juan'er, look at the score."
Juan'er looked curiously and said, "Miss, I can't understand this music score."
Lan Ning smiled and said, "Look at this word carefully."
Juaner took a closer look and suddenly exclaimed, the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground, "This..."
Lan Ning smiled and said: "Shock me, I was shocked just now. I can't believe such a coincidence."
Juaner trembled and said: "So, the person who corresponded with the lady and the person who composed this piece of music are the same person."
Lan Ning said with a smile: "The facts are in front of us. No need to question. I know it. I know it. He will never let me down."
Juaner smiled happily and said: "That's great! That's great!"
Lan Ning's face turned cold, and he said angrily: "What's so good!"
Juaner said: "Of course it's okay, now it's all what the lady wished for."
In the past few days, the young lady often praised the composer for his elegance, affection, talent and taste. Who would have thought that she would actually praise him to a good friend whom he had never met before.
Lan Ning said coldly: "No! I regard him as a friend and treat each other sincerely, but he deceives me like this, which is too much. If I meet him, I will definitely...will him..." Lan Ning said coldly: Ning bit his lip, but couldn't explain why.
Juaner giggled and said, "What are you going to do with him?"
Lan Ning said proudly: "Insult him back."
Juaner coaxed: "Miss, don't be angry first. Now we have another clue. Let's find him out first and then have a good chat. Maybe it's a misunderstanding. Maybe he doesn't know the inside story. If he knew it was you, how could he?" Is there any reason not to salivate?"
"Forget it, let's arrange it as you said."
Lan Ning laughed as he said it, saying that being angry may not be true, but having resentment in his heart is true, and suddenly he began to think.
"Miss, I'm going to call Qinglian now, and let's ask clearly."
Lan Ning suddenly spoke: "Juan'er, wait a minute, do you think this Dumb is the person who has contacted me through letters?"
Juan'er was greatly surprised when she heard this: "How is it possible? He is just a pretty boy raised by Mrs. Xiaohe. He can only buy something for a hundred taels. Miss, please stop thinking nonsense."
Juan'er didn't mention the one hundred taels, and Lan Ning still forgot about it. Sister He Qing can be said to be a priceless treasure and she refuses to sell it.
"The person who can guess my two riddles is not just an ordinary pretty boy, and I always feel something familiar about him."
Juaner was silent, recalling the scene that day, his performance that day was indeed impressive. Those literati were not idiots. Seeing him was like seeing a savior.
I was so angry that day that I just wanted to fix him severely. Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that he is really a character.
Lan Ning added: "Why did this piece of music go from his hand to Qinglian's? You said Qinglian is a young actress who is not even qualified to appear on the stage. Who would take such pains to compose such a shocking song for her? work?"
After such a connection and analysis, Juan'er felt that it was 70-80% possible, and blurted out: "If it is really him, then wouldn't he have been playing tricks on the young lady?"
Lan Ning tightened her beautiful face, bit her lip and said: "Yes, he has been toying with me, humiliating me by saying the word [dry orchid] on the lantern riddles, and also instigating a group of literati The young master attacked me, and what’s even more hateful is that he repeatedly found someone to disgust me over the exchange of letters. Why would Mr. Zhu rather die than tell who wrote the letters..."
The more Lan Ning talked, the more he felt that this was the case, and his eyes became red with anger.
Juaner asked curiously: "Then why did he do this?"
Lan Ning said softly: "Perhaps I have offended and humiliated too many people in my life. Someone paid a lot of money to deal with me, and even wanted to disgrace me and make me embarrassed."
Juan'er was secretly shocked when she heard this. This is too vicious. If the young lady falls, the consequences will be unimaginable.
There once was a brothel lady, Yueqiu, who offended many people because of her arrogance, and finally fell in love with a young man.
After Yue Qiu and the young master became happy, the young master actually let those who had been humiliated by Yue Qiu come to admire Yue Qiu's naked appearance. In the end, Yue Qiu committed suicide in shame and anger.
Thinking of this, Juaner gritted her teeth with hatred: "That's too cruel, kill him!"
Lan Ning was calm, "This matter is still speculation, and no conclusion has been made. I will not directly accuse him. If he is willing to take the initiative to tell the whole story, there is still a three-point margin. If he would rather die and conceal it, he is harboring evil intentions."
Juaner nodded.
"Juan'er, go and ask Qinglian to bring Ah-Dai to me now. Just say that I have invited you. By the way, don't tell Qinglian the reason, so as not to leak the news."
"I know, I'm not stupid. This time, even if I have to torture him to extract a confession, I have to make him tell the truth."
"Okay, go quickly."
…
But she said that it would not be easy for Qinglian to see Fu Xie, and it was not easy to enter the Tantai Mansion just by wanting to.
In the past, the two met by the Shantang River in the morning, but now she no longer has to go to the river to practice music, and Xie Fu seemed to be busy with other things and did not appear by the Shantang River in the morning.
Qinglian has been staying outside Tantai Mansion for nearly half an hour.
Hu Diquan, who was returning from shopping, saw a gorgeously dressed young lady standing at the door of Tantai Mansion. She looked inside the mansion from time to time, as if something was going on.
So he stepped forward and asked: "Little lady, what can I do for you?"
Qinglian turned around, glanced at Hu Diquan, and asked, "Are you from Tantai Mansion?"
Hu Diquan nodded.
Qinglian asked: "Can you help me find Mr. Xie?"
Hu Diquan was surprised: "Are you here to see Fu Xie?"
"Can you tell me this?"
Hu Diquan looked at Qinglian again. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes. She was either a lady or a famous actress in a brothel. He asked: "What do you call the young lady?"
"My name is Qinglian."
Hu Diquan pointed at Qinglian and asked in surprise: "Are you the most popular Qinglian lady in Yingyuan recently?"
Qinglian smiled slightly and nodded.
Hu Diquan said "ouch" and became excited: "Miss Qinglian, it's you, Miss Qinglian! This..."
He didn't even know what to say. For people like them, places like brothels were beyond their reach. Even ordinary celebrities were beyond their reach.
What's more, the Qinglian Lady in front of him was not only an oiran, but better than an oiran, and was extremely popular. Such a person was beyond his reach, but now she was so close to him and even talking to him. Hu Diquan felt excited in his heart.
Seeing that Hu Diquan was stunned, Qinglian said, "Brother, please tell me that I have something to ask Fu Xie."
