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Mo Xi raised his eyes to look at the visitor, he thought he was just another apprentice, and was still having a headache about how to deal with it, but the visitor spoke modestly and politely, and even bowed respectfully.

"I'm placing the order with the character '鸿'. May I ask your son's name?" This person was wearing a black robe, luxurious brocade, and the fabric was very particular.A piece of white jade around the waist is soft and moist, as if it was taken away with the sharpness of the eyes.

Since he was treating him with courtesy, Mo Xi graciously got up and returned the greeting, and said with a smile, "I dare not take it. My surname is Lin, which is also a single character, and the single name is 'Li'."

Mo Xi was wearing a plain white robe, the material of which was ordinary, but it had a faint elegance and nobility.A golden phoenix at the end of the lyre next to it elegantly perches on the parasol tree, but the wood is actually fine Chinese fir.

"It's a good piano, Brother Lin played that piece just now?" Qin Guangzhao's eyes fell on Mo Xi.

"It's just me, my piano skills are not good, I'm laughing at you."

"Where is there, the music played by Mr. Lin is graceful and magnanimous, with extraordinary temperament, but there is a faint feeling of world-weariness. I don't know what made Mr. Lin think so?"

Mo Xi was taken aback.In this land of wind and moon, there are many people who know whether the qin music is good or not, but there are very few people who understand the meaning of the qin, so Mo Xi always plays according to his heart, and never has to worry about someone listening to the qin.

As the ancients said, a bosom friend is hard to find, and surprise soon replaced surprise, Mo Xi frowned his pretty eyebrows, and said earnestly, "Sir, please sit down."

The two chatted for a long time, from music theory to the scenery of Zhou Guo, they hit it off very much.

"Does Brother Lin play the piano here every day? How about I come here to see Brother Lin tomorrow?"

Facing Qin Guangzhao's eyes full of hospitality, Mo Xi nodded involuntarily: "I only come here once a month, but it's rare to meet a bosom friend. I'll come here tomorrow instead of being a luthier. Let's have a drink."

Back at the residence, Qin Guangzhao leaned on the couch and impatiently taught his subordinates: "How many times have I told you, don't see me as a prince, His Highness is barking non-stop. This is in the Zhou Kingdom, not in Yu Guo, be careful in everything, how many times do you want me to tell you?"

"Yes, Dian... ah no, young master." At that time, Qin Guangzhao was not the Emperor Yulie who would sweep the world in the future, but he was still quite majestic, and he stuttered to his servants.

"Forget it, who is the luthier today? Did you find out?"

"I've inquired about it. It's said that the luthier is the most famous luthier in Fengliwan, but he only goes there once a month on the fifteenth day, so there are more guests today."

Qin Guangzhao frowned in dissatisfaction, "That's all? Just a luthier? You can check again. Is there any news from Zhou's royal family?"

"Emperor Zhou Jing doesn't have many heirs, and he has two descendants. The eldest prince Mo Yu is mediocre but practical and hardworking. He is the current prince, and most of the ministers in the court are princes/parties. The second prince Mo Xi is talented and intelligent, but he spends his days looking for fun and not doing business. "

Qin Guangzhao squinted his eyes. The second prince was rather interesting... He was looking for fun all day long, but he was also thought to be talented and interesting.

The next day Qin Guangzhao arrived at Fengliwan as promised, but he didn't meet the promised person.Qin Guangzhao stayed in Zhou's capital for a month, and sat in Fengliwan every day, but on the fifteenth day of the second month, there was no sign of that person.I asked the boss, but he said that he didn't know, Mr. Lin rarely missed appointments, so I don't know why he didn't come this time.

Qin Guangzhao was worried about whether something happened to the luthier who only met once, but at the same time he thought bitterly that if he teased him, when he unified the world one day, he must be picked out and asked him carefully. He regrets it.

The world is so big, why worry about a confidant?It's just a little luthier. As a prince, I will have tens of thousands of talents in the future, and three thousand weak waters. Why should I stay in the imperial capital for a luthier?

Qin Guangzhao thought so before leaving Zhoudu.

The author has something to say: Because I want to write a short story, some parties will skip it.But I will still explain the story clearly, if possible, I will put meat later~