Although it is the tone of inquiry, Miao Yuqin’s eyes are full of expectation and curiosity, and her eyebrows are a little red in the sun, which shines like gems.
Chen Shaobai has a gentle smile on her face. Although her fiancee is still young, she will never let xìng pamper her. Being sensible makes people feel distressed. How can he have the heart to refuse this little desire?
"Of course, there is no problem. I exchanged a lot of cash yesterday. Buy something you like when you come back."
Miao Yuqin was dazed, but shook her head again: "I don’t like it. Everything in Muxi City is so expensive …"
Touching her head, Chen Shaobai said gently, "Then go and buy my favorite mignonette and heptachord!"! Anyway, people often come to the door to send money to send experience, so I am not afraid to spend money. "
Chen Shaobai said this just to satisfy his fiancee’s small wish, but he didn’t expect that what he casually said would become a proverb.
(on the night. Another: for tickets, for collection! )
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Chapter 18 Reunion of old friends
The process of registering the achievements of fencing competition in the government yamen is not as interesting as Miao Yuqin imagined, but more serious and formal than ordinary village leaders.
At this point, the two have finished registration and are strolling in the city street.
The streets in the north of the city of Mu Xi are full of traffic, and the crowds are jostling with each other, showing a lively scene. Although Chen Shaobai and Miao Yuqin have gradually developed a deep house xìng over the years, they are both teenagers after all, and they always feel happy when they see some new things.
After only half an hour’s shopping, Chen Shaobai had two bulging bags filled with all kinds of snacks, toys, household items and food.
Naturally, there is a famous local specialty-Oleoresin.
In order to maintain the efficiency of practicing sword, and to supplement the Miao language piano, Chen Shaobai bought nearly 50 pieces at a time in luxury.
This year, the three osmanthus trees in the city are in decline, and the price of fruits is rising. These fifty osmanthus fruits are worth 152 silver.
Fortunately, the store is big enough, and the owner has a broad vision. He knows the silver ticket of Wanji Building. Otherwise, Chen Shaobai will go back to the quadrangle to withdraw money.
But then there was a weapons shop that also bought Sun Kai’s nameless long sword at a suitable price of 1520, which made the family’s property greatly pick up again.
"After cutting the Sun Kai off the sword, I pondered his posture all night, and now I feel that fencing has obviously improved a lot. At this rate, I can break through and become a swordsman in a few years, right?"
Looked at the side of the increasingly beautiful Miao language piano, Chen Shaobai thoughts moved.
"I bought too many things today. Let’s go home?"
Looking at the two heavy bulging bags in Chen Shaobai’s hand, Miao Yuqin knew that her fiance wouldn’t let herself carry things, so she suggested thoughtfully.
"No, I haven’t bought anything yet. In other words, I’ve always wanted to see what the legendary heptachord looks like. It’s better to hit Ri than choose Ri. Now go and have a look!"
Chen Shaobai hooked the two parcels on his hand, looking like he had spare capacity.
Miao Yuqin was able to pass on his grandfather’s medical skills completely. Naturally, he was a wise man, and he penetrated Chen Shaobai’s true heart at a glance, so his face turned reddish and he no longer refused: "Well, I listen to you."
The Ritual Pavilion, which sells heptachord, is also located in north city Street, so although there are many people here, it takes only half an hour for them to reach their destination.
Just arrived at the pavilion, before Chen Shaobai could observe its appearance, a piano sound came out of generate, like the strongest note between heaven and earth, which resounded through the whole attic, which made pedestrians stop to listen involuntarily.
Chen Shaobai and Miao Yuqin are no exception.
Later, the piano player did not disappoint, and the low and gentle sound of the piano rose slowly, gradually like a rough wave. Although the tune was beautiful and high, it was different. Listening to this minor, Chen Shaobai seemed to hear the story of an neglected woman who struggled hard on her own and gradually became a proud woman.
A different version of Mulan?
Chen Shaobai’s eyes lit up: "Although I don’t know much about the piano, this pianist should be a woman from three families, and she has a big reputation now. Miao Miao, what do you think? "
At this time, the tone suddenly became depressed and low.
Miao Yuqin didn’t answer him directly for the first time, and there was a little confusion in a pair of watery big eyes: "This elder sister is obsessed with kendo, and wants to improve her status, relax her mind and seek freedom by fencing. But … why does she feel confused? "
The little girl’s voice is extremely low, and even a little deep red between the eyebrows is dim, but Chen Shaobai’s hearing is extraordinary, but this is captured by him without falling to the ground, and she can’t help secretly losing heart.
"This is the legendary Boya period? No, it feels even worse. This is already the category of mind reading, right? Or … J and ng god chain? "
The reaction of his fiancee made Chen Shaobai more interested in the piano player who had never been masked. After a long thought, he failed, so he took a weak and boneless hand and said, "Don’t be silly, you don’t want to meet the young lady who has a heart with you?"
"But …" The perennial career of a don’t go out for a long time made Miao Yuqin instinctively refuse to communicate with strangers, but in the middle of her words, she was already held hands by Chen Shaobai and went upstairs.
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There are only two women in the piano hall on the second floor of Ritual Pavilion.
One of them was dressed in plain clothes and dressed as a maid. She looked low and smooth, but her eyes never left the other woman for a moment.
Surveillance means more than care.
A voice with a slender y Ρ n but a soft voice like xìng came from this population: "Miss Er, it’s getting late, it’s time to go back to Chen’s house."
That’s right! Another woman is Miss Chen Jiaer of Muxi City, Chen Mengxuan.
At the moment, Chen Mengxuan is still wearing an apricot skirt, which doesn’t seem to be much different from that of two months ago. She sits on a square armchair decorated with colorful patterns, and a pair of jade hands fiddle with the strings back and forth, turning a deaf ear to what your handmaid said.
"I was born in a side room, my mother died early and was discriminated against, so I decided to practice sword at the age of eight."
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The tune gradually became impassioned.
"Second young lady, it’s getting late."
The voice se of your handmaid is much more angry than just now.
What she said was still ignored.