"I heard that Miss Nongyu is excellent at playing the piano. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to hear Miss Nongyu's music today?"
Shuli asked someone to bring a golden ancient Yaoqin.
Nongyu put his hands on the piano, and his ten green-white fingers gently pressed the strings and fiddled with them a little.
The excellent sound far exceeded Nongyu's expectations, not to mention that this guqin also had a strong fragrance.
Nong Yu responded softly, "You are so complimentary. It is also Nong Yu's honor to be able to play a song for you."
Nongyu breathed calmly, closed her eyes slightly, and familiar music scores appeared in her mind.
After thinking for a while, Nongyu made his choice.
Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, the beating notes were already running through her fingertips. She felt the breeze blowing in front of her and breathed slowly.
Suddenly, with a strong movement of his index finger, the sound of the piano suddenly came out of the clouds, like a huge wave from heaven and earth, blowing away the floating clouds and mists in the sky, alarming the young man who was standing not far away watching.
In the darkness, that young man was Bai Feng. As a member of [Hundred Birds], he was ordered to take over from the previous group of surveillance personnel.
At this time, he seemed to be in a trance, standing quietly with his eyes slightly closed, motionless, feeling the breeze blowing over his body.
Originally, he just thought it was an ordinary surveillance, until the sound of the piano came, he felt that his heart was purified in an instant, and his heart was as empty as a lake without ripples.
Nongyu's slender fingers kept dancing on the strings, and the beautiful tunes came out one after another. The sound reached the ears, like a mountain spring sloping down in a deep mountain valley, ethereal and full of sincerity.
Bai Feng listened to the sound of the piano quietly, and a touch of tranquility appeared on his indifferent face. It was as if a layer of ice crystals condensed in his eyes slowly melted.
He couldn't help but wonder: What kind of ancient and simple music is this? And who is playing this music?
The sound of the piano lingered throughout [Ruotiao House], causing the bustling restaurant to fall into silence, as if everyone closed their eyes to listen to this distant music.
The sound of the piano slowly spread into the distance, reaching the ears of the little birds playing and playing on the branches, such as skylarks, nightingales, orioles. Countless flying birds seemed to be tied with a piece of soft and lingering velvet. , flew towards [Ruotiao Tower] in unison.
For a moment, the sky around [Ruotiao Tower] was covered by countless flying birds, with colorful feathers falling gracefully, and crisp and sweet bird calls one after another.
Not only the street, but also the people who were still asleep nearby were awakened. They walked out of their rooms and stopped to watch, dumbfounded.
Bai Feng opened her eyes and was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She was among thousands of birds!
Some landed on his shoulders, and some landed at his feet. Even the roof ridge where he was standing now was full of various birds.
Bai Feng couldn't help but wonder, what kind of power does this sound of the piano have to attract the white bird to come to court?
This scene was so surprising that Mo Ya, who was standing under the eaves in the distance, was stunned.
However, after a moment of shock, the expression on Mo Ya's face slowly became calm.
In fact, he was surprised by such a scene, but he didn't find it magical.
There are too many strange people in the world, and there are not a few who can control birds and animals.
Not only can the Baiyue King of Poisons control poisons, but he himself can also control crows.
A burst of sinister laughter suddenly interrupted Mo Ya's thoughts. The red owl had already stood behind Mo Ya at some point.
"Haha, it's such a beautiful and unique sound, isn't it?"
Mo Crow looked sideways, but not at him, but at the soul-chasing bird standing on his shoulder.
"Really? I think it's very normal. In my opinion, there is no difference between these flying birds and the one on your shoulder."
The red owl covered his mouth and smiled, then raised his hand to scratch the down on the soul chasing bird's neck.
The soul-chasing bird narrowed its big eyes into a thin line and made a cooing sound in its throat, seeming to enjoy the owner's intimate gesture.
"I don't like so many chattering things. Compared with these annoying little things, my baby is much quieter."
"Since you like peace and quiet, I won't disturb you." Mo Ya turned around and left.
"The general asked us to monitor this luxurious restaurant, but he didn't explain the reason. Do you know why?"
Mo Ya turned back and glanced at Red Owl, not knowing whether he knew the inside story or not. He shrugged and said, "This is the general's order. Just follow it. If you are interested in the reason, you can ask the general.
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However, Mo Crow guessed that the large-scale dispatch of [Hundred Birds] members to monitor [Business Alliance] must be related to the Major General.
When the red owl heard this, he just waved his hands repeatedly, took half a step back and said, "If the general doesn't say anything, he must have his own considerations. We just need to carry out the general's order."
Mo Ya just gave a faint smile.
The red owl seems to be more afraid of the general than all of them. I wonder what the general has done to him to make the red owl so afraid.
The sound of the piano is lively and sweet, beating Bai Feng's heart like water waves.
He felt as if he had turned into a flying bird, flying freely among the clouds and mountains, stepping on the breeze under his feet and carrying the sunshine on his shoulders.
Flying over countless rivers and lakes, climbing over countless mountain walls and snowfields, we finally came to a vast and boundless sea, where our feet landed on the blue water, and when we lowered our heads, we could see the fish swaying in the water.
The woman playing the piano is sitting on the water. The orange gauze is blown by the sea breeze, and the green silk is like catkins, forming the most beautiful picture in the world.
When the song ended, the lingering sound lingered in her heart, and Bai Feng slowly opened her eyes.
Then I suddenly woke up.
Why did he think that the person playing the piano was a young woman wearing a light shirt and playing the piano music?
"Hello? Are you fascinated?" Mo Ya suddenly patted Bai Feng on the shoulder.
Bai Feng was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "I just seemed to feel that I had the freedom to soar in the sky without restraint."
Mo Ya took a deep look at Bai Feng, smiled softly and said, "Freedom? Maybe."
Living in [Night] for so many years, he has long forgotten what [Freedom] is.
On the carriage heading to Chu State,
Shuli sat on the top of the carriage, recalling what Jingmu told her after the banquet last night.
Jingmu told Shuli:
Han Fei's body is like a big tree that has been drained of its body. Although it looks leafy, full of vitality, and even shows signs of continuing to grow, in fact its hollow trunk is no longer enough to support its huge body.
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Although it supports the seemingly lush appearance, it is already riddled with holes on the inside, like a gangrene attached to the bone, enduring the pain of ant bites.
Han Fei loves drinking because only drunkenness can relieve this pain, and there is no other way.
But it was also due to uncontrolled drinking. Although it effectively alleviated the pain, it was like drinking a dove to quench thirst, making the body even worse.
If Shuli didn't doubt Jing Mu, she had no reason to doubt others.
On the contrary, it was precisely because Jingmu told Shuli that Han Fei was seriously ill that Shuli understood why Han Fei chose to carry out reforms eagerly but slowly.
"Master, we have entered the territory of Chu State." Qinghe's voice came, bringing Shuli's thoughts back to reality.
Shu Li jumped off the top of the carriage, clapped her palms, "I understand."