Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

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Every day after that, when Gu Nan returned from Lang Zhongling's yamen, he would stop at a corner of the palace wall, or sit there, listen to a song, and then leave.

The people inside the wall also knew that she would come every day, and at this time of day, he would play in the courtyard until the people outside the wall left.

It started to rain lightly in Xianyang City at noon today, and the fine raindrops wet the streets of Xianyang and also the palace.

The sound of fine rain rang in people's ears, and people on the street complained about the sudden rain, and hurriedly covered their heads.

The raindrops hit the pavilion in the small courtyard, slid down the gaps in the rubble, dripped on the edge, and the water droplets joined together and fell to the ground.

There was a person sitting in the pavilion, he raised his somewhat empty eyes to look into the air, holding Changqin in his arms, listening to the sound of rain.

But it's raining. Today, that person won't come, right?

Outside the wall, there is only the sound of raindrops hitting the ground or stagnant water, without the familiar footsteps.

There are a few bunches of flowers and plants planted in the yard, and the raindrops fall among the flowers and plants, falling along the petals.

The person sitting in the pavilion shook his head, and was about to collect the piano and leave.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the wall, and the sound of raindrops falling on the skirt of the clothes.

He smiled and sat down again, setting up the long piano.

Gu Nan looked at the high wall, her hair slightly wet.

Looking at the wall for a while, there is no sound of the piano in the past.

There was helplessness in his eyes, and he looked at the rain in the sky, and it was also the weather like this.

Just as he was about to leave, the sound of the piano within the wall resounded leisurely, accompanied by the sound of the rain.

The sound of the song fluctuated vaguely in the rain, Gu Nan turned his head and stood quietly in the rain, the sound of the piano came from the wall.The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he stood there and listened.

It seems to be back under that roof again, looking at the rain falling in Xianyang, but the people around me are still there.

There was a quiet sound of the piano in the palace wall, and in the empty palace, the raindrops splashed on the ground, and there was a man in a white shirt standing there.

At the end of the song, the white-clothed person moved a bit, turning his head to look at his already soaked clothes.

"Oh." He smiled and shook his head.

If it was in the past, going back like this would definitely be read by Xiaolu for a long time.

The person playing the piano in the pavilion loosened the strings, and the sound of footsteps outside the wall seemed to be leaving.

He turned his head to the side, heard the sound of the rain getting heavier, and said calmly.

"Friends outside the wall, it's raining heavily. If you don't mind, I'll prepare a coir raincoat here."

Gu Nan turned around, this was the first time she heard the people in that courtyard speak.

It's impossible to return the other party's kindness.

He smiled and said to the wall: "So, thank you my friend."

Go around the high wall and walk into the small courtyard. This is a simple and elegant courtyard.

Except for a few clusters of flowers and plants, there is only a small pavilion standing there, with a desk in the pavilion, and the person playing the piano sits on one side of the desk.There is also a coir raincoat and bamboo hat next to the table.

Gu Nan looked at the person under the pavilion but was a little surprised. This person was the luthier who was pushed into the palace by the soldiers that day.

If I remember correctly, his name is Kuangxiu.

At this time, his eyes were empty looking ahead, with a faint smile on his face.Presumably his eyes were blinded by alcohol.

He should have sensed that Gu Nan was looking at him, and he also turned his head, his eyes were looking in Gu Nan's direction.

As if he knew what Gu Nan was thinking, he said in a harmonious voice: "Xiu is also very surprised, the person who comes here to listen to the piano every day is actually General Miao."

"Oh." Gu Nan raised his eyebrows and walked towards the pavilion: "How do you know it's me?"

Kuang Xiu picked up the kettle on the table and poured a cup of warm water, and the steam wafted away: "I'm not talented. I have a different sense of sound since I was a child. I heard the general's voice that day, so I can hear it."

"That's it." Gu Nan sat down, looked at Kuang Xiu's calm appearance, and said amusedly.

"Then you are not afraid of me? People in this palace, when they saw me, they should have avoided me. You invited me in instead."

Kuang Xiu smiled slightly, and said slowly: "If you knew that the person standing outside the wall was a general before inviting the general, Xiu would definitely not invite the general in."

As he spoke, he handed the warm tea to Gu Nan: "But since the general has been invited, we must do our best to treat guests. General, please use it."

Chapter 2 Fifteen: Xiaoxiao Evening Rain

"Thank you." Gu Nan took the warm tea and was drenched in the rain. It was just right to drink a cup of warm tea to cool off.

Lifting the cup to his mouth, he took a sip and felt slightly warmed up.

Kuang Xiu was arrested and entered the palace. Before entering the palace, his eyes were blinded by smoke. If he was an ordinary person, he might already be full of resentment.

But he still had a leisurely demeanor, as if he didn't care.

Gu Nan held the cup in his hands, and asked casually with his warm and slightly cold hands: "You are plain, but you have been arrested here by force, do you have any complaints?"

Kuang Xiu quietly tidied up and tuned the strings of the long piano in his arms, looked at Gu Nan, and smiled: "Xiu was arrested voluntarily."

"Voluntary?" Gu Nan's face showed surprise this time: "Why?"

"As for why." Kuang Xiu winked at Gu Nan: "Xiu can't tell the general yet."

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Gu Nan licked her lips stiffly, then shook her head: "Then I won't ask any more questions."

Kuang Xiu pressed one finger on the strings and plucked it, his voice was a little tense, he said while loosening the strings with a friendly smile.

"Actually, when Xiu saw the general that day, he was very puzzled. The mourning general with a bad reputation was actually a woman."

"Did you hear that?" Gu Nan took another sip of the tea in his cup.

The sound of the rain was dense, and the raindrops made the distant scenery blurred.

"Yes, the general's voice is nice, men don't have that kind of voice." Kuang Xiu's face was gentle.

He asked again: "The general understands the rhythm of the piano?"

Sitting opposite him, Gu Nan shook her head: "I don't understand."