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Hu Fei turned around, smiled lightly and said, "He is the king who will challenge you this time."

Mo Lingfeng stared at Hu Fei curiously, and said with a smile: "You mean he is the king of a foreign country, and he came here this time just to challenge me?"

Hu Fei smiled and said: "No, not only did he come here this time to challenge you, but he also gathered a large army on the border. If you lose, then we will suffer."

"It seems that this time the responsibility is heavy." Mo Lingfeng lowered his head and smiled helplessly.

"Mr. Mo, the date that Mo Zhaqin made an appointment is ten days later, and the place is in the Qiankun Palace. We are thinking about it. This matter is of great importance, so we hope that you can stay in the palace during these times, and communicate with everyone in the palace. A few musicians can learn from each other, and the embarrassment at that time can be avoided, right?" Hu Fei pushed the wheelchair in front of him, nodded.

"Master Hu thinks Mo Lingfeng will lose?" Mo Lingfeng smiled faintly.

"I haven't competed yet, how can I dare to say whether I win or lose, and it is rumored that Mr. Mo's piano skills are extraordinary and unparalleled in the world. If you think about it, there must be some reason." Hu Fei cupped his hands and said, "I hope you can give me some advice today."

"I don't dare to teach you, but Mo Lingfeng has a request."

"Mr. Mo, please tell me." Hu Fei smiled.

"Ling Feng will not live in the palace. Ling Feng will try his best in the competition ten days later. As for the days before, Ling Feng still wants to stay in his own room and think about it, so he won't bother the musicians in the palace. "Mo Lingfeng stood up and bowed his waist and said.

"It seems that Mr. Mo doesn't trust the musicians in the palace." Hu Fei leaned back, and then smiled softly, "Is it even I don't believe it?"

"Just now Lingfeng heard about Master Hu's guzheng skills, which made Lingfeng ashamed. Since the master's guzheng is so good, how can Lingfeng accept the challenge of the Mozaqin?" Mo Lingfeng asked suspiciously.

Hu Fei laughed and said: "I really want to compete with that person, but he is only interested in Mr. Mo's piano skills. The tricks of ordinary people like me may not be able to catch his eyes."

Mo Lingfeng walked up to the guqin in the main hall and sat down slowly. He looked at Hu Fei and nodded slightly: "Since Master Hu said so, then Ling Feng can only make a fool of himself. Maybe after listening to it, Master Hu will be more serious to himself." Have confidence."

A melodious and melodious guqin is like a mountain stream flowing slowly, flowing through red flowers, they appear more colorful, flowing through green grass, they appear more green, flowing through people's hearts, they appear more peaceful, and finally flowing through the palace, Let this originally cold palace appear more warm.

The sound of the piano is like a breeze, blowing over everything, like gentle hands, giving all kinds of comfort, like whispers between lovers, making people feel distracted.

Even the top musicians in the palace like Hu Fei had to feel admiration for Mo Lingfeng. This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can it be heard in the world?This sentence is really the best evaluation of Mo Lingfeng.

Until the end of the song, Hu Fei was still immersed in the melodious music, thinking about it for a long time.

Mo Lingfeng got up and came to the door, turned around and said to Hu Fei: "Lingfeng is going back first today, and he will enter the palace for the appointment in ten days." After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

Hu Fei said lightly behind him: "It's not easy to find a confidant in life. Does the young master really not consider staying in the palace?"

Mo Lingfeng stopped, turned his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "No need."

"What exactly is the young master afraid of?" Hu Fei's voice became deeper, and he murmured, "Or, who is the young master hiding from?"

"Master Hu is worrying too much. Mo Lingfeng just doesn't like the restrained life in the palace, so..." Mo Lingfeng bowed his head and replied.

In fact, for Mo Lingfeng himself, he didn't know what he was afraid of. The imperial palace was not a scourge, and he used to deal with it so calmly, but now he started to think about it.

"With me, everything is free, and...and the emperor wants to listen to your guqin, if you leave now, how should we explain to the emperor?" Hu Fei was full of affection for Mo Lingfeng, he I really don't want him to offend the emperor because of this incident, and end up with an unwarranted charge.

"Hmph, Emperor?" Mo Lingfeng said contemptuously, "How does he know that I will play for him?"

"Mr. Mo has a grudge in his heart?" Hu Fei was sensitive to Mo Lingfeng's weirdness, and he raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"No...no..." Mo Lingfeng argued eagerly.

Hu Fei gently pushed the wheelchair behind him, and said with a faint smile: "I said just now that I am very fortunate that I have a pair of ears that can listen, so how can I not hear the sound of Mr. Mo's piano?"

"In fact, the young master could have been better, but the sound of the piano is mixed with too much worldly hatred, which covers up the original harmonious sound of the young master. This is not a good thing for the musician." Hu Fei continued.

Mo Lingfeng's eyes widened slightly. How could the other party catch a problem he hadn't noticed?

"Someone will come to take you and me to see the emperor later today, so Mr. Mo can't leave now." After Hu Fei finished speaking, he changed direction and called, "Come here, prepare a room for Mr. Mo."

As soon as the words were finished, several young eunuchs inside came out one after the other, bowed and said: "Please come with the Sa family, Mr. Mo."

Mo Lingfeng's expression darkened, and he said, "What if I don't go?"

Hu Fei showed a nice smile, stared at Mo Lingfeng and said, "Mr. Mo won't, because I understand the truth, and Mr. Mo also understands."

Mo Lingfeng lowered his head slightly, sighed secretly, and said, "Not only do you have a pair of ears that can listen, you also have a heart with seven orifices."

"Thank you, Mr. Hu Fei, for your praise." Hu Fei sat in a wheelchair and bowed slightly.

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After nightfall, Mo Lingfeng stood in the small courtyard of his house, looking up at the stars in the sky.

The starlight in this palace seems to be much dimmer than the starlight outside the palace. Mo Lingfeng can't tell whether it is the human heart or the starry sky.

Just when he was in a daze, a small eunuch came out of the courtyard door, bent down and walked into the courtyard.

"Mr. Mo, the emperor has invited you." The little eunuch said softly.

Mo Lingfeng looked down at him, then smiled and said, "Lead the way ahead, has Master Hu gone?"

"Master Hu has already gone. I'm afraid that my son has run out of dinner, so I just came to report." The little eunuch said without looking up.

"Oh."

Looking at the unfamiliar palace and the bluestone slabs under his feet, Mo Lingfeng felt extremely irritable. As he got closer to the Qiankun Palace, his heart became even more irritable.

The melodious sound of the Guqin came from the Qiankun Palace, and Mo Lingfeng knew it was Hu Fei's sound. After that, it was like being reborn.

Mo Lingfeng stepped up the steps slowly, and his mood was much calmer than before, especially when he heard Hu Fei's piano sound, he felt that his mood couldn't help but feel refreshed.