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As the sound of the flute gradually faded, a piano sound sounded. Although it was not as good as Murong Qingluan's skill, it was one of the few piano sounds that Yang Xuanchen had heard so far.

Yang Xuanchen originally only knew the basics of the music of this era, Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu, but under Yu Wei's careful teaching, he was able to get started.

Now I know how to appreciate these melodies and can also comment on them.

"The sound of the pot leaking will die out, and the flame of the window lamp has dimmed."

"The shadow of the crane crosses the cold pond, and the soul of the flower is buried in the cold moon."

"The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano are truly a match made in heaven. What can't be described is the misery and misery."

He sighed, put his hands on the railing by the window, and looked at the lake view outside the window with deep thoughts.

"Looking and searching, deserted and miserable."

"..."

"The wild geese are passing by. I am sad, but we are old acquaintances."

"..."

"The parasol trees are also drizzle, and at dusk, it's drizzle."

"This time, how can I say "sorrow"?

hum!

Xin Ran, who had just entered the thatched cottage, seemed to hear a voice that shocked his soul.

She looked at Yang Xuanchen with wide eyes, and the shock in her heart was beyond words, "What the young master said is very beautiful."

"Xinran sang back and forth in her heart, wandering and depressed, tactfully and sadly, like hearing a very sad person talking in a low voice."

As she spoke, Xinran looked at Yang Xuanchen and put on a humble posture, "Sir, can your words be composed by everyone in the house..."

She met his suspicious eyes before she finished speaking. Xinran saw that he was suspicious and immediately explained.

"If the young master is willing, Xinran can make the decision and save the young master some expenses..."

In response, Yang Xuanchen just smiled and said, "The music of the piano and flute just now was very sad and beautiful. I just expressed it based on my feelings. I can't take it seriously."

As he was speaking, another song sounded outside, followed by the sweet voice of the singer, "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for your wine."

"..."

Although this song was pleasant to listen to, it lacked some artistic conception. After listening to it, Yang Xuanchen shook his head and said nothing.

This move aroused Xin Ran's curiosity, and she asked again: "Which part of the story are you dissatisfied with?"

"Is it the music, the lyrics, or the person who sings the music?"

"It's okay, it sounds pretty good..." Yang Xuanchen said a few perfunctory words.

They are all waiting to eat. You are asking all kinds of questions. Women are troublesome. You don’t care whether I think it sounds good or not.

At this time, the waiters from Liuyinglu entered the thatched cottage carrying several dishes and six large bowls of noodles. Their strange behavior seemed to alarm other guests in the thatched cottage.

A head poked out of a thatched cottage with the word Xia He hanging on the door. He looked at Yang Xuanchen and their thatched cottage suspiciously.

"Miss Yuan, do you still have idiots in Liuyinglu who come here specifically to eat?"

"Master Qin seems to be more interested, why don't Shao Ying go and ask you about it?" Yuan Shaoying got up and came to the window and said lightly.

The young man she called Mr. Qin smiled and tried to wrap his arms around her slender waist, but unexpectedly his hand was swatted away.

"Mr. Qin, what Shao Ying sells is art, so please respect her." After saying this, he smiled and took a few steps back.

"Miss Yuan, I have spent more than ten thousand taels on this, can't I touch it even once?" Mr. Qin's tone could not help but become a little more serious.

"Qin Chengdong! Your Qin family just relied on the trend to follow the trend and climbed up the big tree of the Zhao family."

"If my grandfather and father were still here, how could your Qin family..."

With a crisp sound, Yuan Shaoying received a slap in the face from Qin Chengdong, "Yuan Shaoying, to put it nicely, you are a pure coward."

"But don't forget, Liuyinglu is also in charge of the Jiaofang Secretary. As long as my grandfather gives an order, countless people will send you to my son's bed!"

"I have treated you with courtesy for so many days and spent so much money on you. Is this how you repay me?"

Then he slapped him again, and the sound of quarreling and fighting immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Zhang Biao now stuck his head out and looked out with a bowl of noodles in his hand, but he pulled back after a while.

"It's boring. It seems like a second-generation guy is beating up a woman. It's so tasteless..."

It is very common for men to hit women in the land of fireworks. It usually happens when a coward encounters a difficult guest.

Yang Xuanchen naturally wouldn't care about such bad things. He might as well feel comfortable eating a few bites of the delicious food in front of him.

However, the more you ignore this kind of thing, the more it will come to your door.

Zhang Biao hadn't finished his third bowl of noodles when, with a bang, the door of the thatched cottage was smashed open by Qin Chengdong's body.

By chance, he fell at Zhang Biao's feet and even vomited a mouthful of blood, looking quite miserable.

Yang Xuanchen just glanced at him and wondered, why does this person look so familiar, as if he has seen him somewhere before.

Just when he was about to say something, Liu Yinglu's nursing staff broke in under the leadership of a woman.

"I'm sorry to you two guests, Liuyinglu didn't entertain you well today..."

When the woman saw that Xin Ran was serving here, she was startled at first, then lowered her posture and said, "Please, two guests, please change to a thatched cottage..."

The changes in the thatched cottage, everyone's expressions and eyes caught Yang Xuanchen's starry eyes, and he took a deep look at Xin Ran, who was standing aside with an expressionless face.

Then he changed his gaze and looked at Qin Chengdong who was lying on the ground, and said in an unhappy tone: "We have only had a few bites, and we have to make room for you?"

"Then the dishes will be cold and the noodles will be lumpy."

Yang Xuanchen smiled and glanced at the new woman who came in again, and said with a smile: "You go on with your business and don't worry about us."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and started sucking the noodles.

In the short time it took to talk, Zhang Biao had already finished his fifth bowl of noodles, which made Xinran frown.

Who are these two guys, where are they from, what are they doing here, and what is their purpose?

She quietly waved her hands to the woman and the nurse. Everyone understood and hurriedly stepped forward to drag Qin Chengdong out. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuanchen put down his chopsticks and shouted.

"Qin Chengdong! Why does he look so familiar to me? It turns out he is the third young master of the Qin family!"

"Brother Qin, do you still recognize me?"

Qin Chengdong, who was still cursing, didn't expect anyone in Liuyinglu to recognize him, and started struggling violently as if he had met a savior.

"Brother, go to the Qin Mansion to invite my father. My father is the Minister of War, Qin Chongrong!"

As soon as these words came out, the people in Liuyinglu were in trouble.

Even the Qin family wouldn't say anything when they were supposed to teach a notorious swinger in the capital a lesson in private.

But this kind of thing was seen by a third person, just in case he said it to the outside world.

The Qin family's face is not lost easily, and Liu Yinglu will inevitably be accused of a mess.

It's also a nuisance.

Both the guardian and the woman seemed to be waiting for Xin Ran's order, and the men who were capturing Qin Chengdong just held him in place without making any further moves.

"Drag him down, don't disturb the distinguished guests from their meal." Xinran said, turning her head to Yang Xuanchen, showing a moving smile.

It's just that this smile is full of various meanings, including threats, warnings and even provocations.

Wow, this Liuyinglu is so awesome that even the son of the Minister of War and the grandson of the Taiwei would dare to take action!

Moreover, Xin Ran, who seemed to be a maid, was not as simple as expected. It seemed that this woman's identity was unusual in Liuyinglu.

Since her meaning was already obvious, there was no need for him to wade into the muddy waters this time.

"Ah... It seems that I have mistakenly recognized the person. You are not Brother Qin. I didn't expect that someone in Shangjing would dare to pretend to be the third young master of the Qin family..."

Yang Xuanchen's words made Xin Ran smile, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, another male voice sounded outside the door: "It's so noisy!"

"As a result, I made another wrong move and lost hundreds of taels of silver!"

"What kind of heartless guy dares to cause trouble in Liuyinglu! Are you tired of living?"