How to dress like a prince

Have you ever heard the sound of silk and bamboo, to you, is it cool or lively?No matter what, it will never be ugly.Whether you are happy or sad, what you touch with your fingertips is not necessarily your mood. You can play whatever music you want to hear.

Playing the zither in winter is really not a pleasure, Wei Yunzhi found that he was freezing badly when he returned indoors, and when his hands put on the zither strings, he was numb before he could move.

Yu Du sat down, and slowly put his hands on the zither, first a piece of music slowly flowed from his fingers.

It seems to be the outskirts at the end of winter, the eve of the recovery of all things, the beginning of the melting of ice and snow.

You can look through the kite and watch the ice break and the water droplets pool and slowly slide down the ice until they finally fall into the stream.

You can hear the first whisper of the weeds waking up through the kite, through the layers of fallen leaves, pine needles, shrubs and flowers poking out, and the depths of the forest have returned to green.

Through the zither, you can smell the most unbridled fragrance of flowers blooming, the strong and warm, the fresh and elegant, and the dull, all in the wind, mixed with the wildness of the soil and rain, blowing across the fertile fields for thousands of miles in an instant.

Wei Yunzhi looked at Yu Du's fingers flying, he never thought that a man could have such nimble and beautiful fingers, let alone a pair of hands that could draw with musical instruments.

"Your Highness, it's your turn."

Yu Du stopped, his chest heaving slightly, it was not difficult to see from his expression that he was a little excited at this time, and that the other party was satisfied with that piece of music.

"Teacher, you... I really can't do it, it's so different."

Wei Yunzhi smiled wryly, this time he was really shocked.Yu Du's performance is amazing.

"Your Highness, when I was your age, I almost did nothing but practice various musical instruments all day long."

When Yu Du said this, his tone was a little regretful.

"A person's life is limited, and it is enough to do one thing well from beginning to end."

"Your Highness's life must be different from mine, but you should practice hard now, it's just a joke to do it overnight."

"Oh, I know."

Intermittent sounds came from the room, without any structure, and it was hard to tell what was being played. Thanks to the sound of the zither, it was pleasant, otherwise, it would have been a different scene.

Wei Qingzhi lowered his head and squeezed around in the crowd, wandering aimlessly, he will never go back for a while!

No drink?Don't let him go out?Heh, who do you think you are, and where does he like to go? Isn't this still coming out?When he was a child!

This place is really poor, and I don't know how the people below do things. The next year's annual meeting, officials from all over the country said that the weather is good, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Wei Qingzhi lifted the jug in his hand and took another sip, obviously unable to open his eyes very much.

"It's boring to break the place... Oh, hurry up and let me go home..."

There were more and more people around him, and Wei Qingzhi was staggered several times, causing him to drink most of his wine, and he was so angry that he grabbed the last person who bumped him.

"Hey, don't you have eyes? Look, you hit me!" Wei Qingzhi pointed to the wine stains on his chest and said dissatisfied.

"Oh, you drunk, let go! I'm in a hurry to drink porridge, let go!"

The man was also very strong, and he broke away in a flash.Wei Qingzhi was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he followed in a crooked manner.

"Strange! At this time, there are still people serving porridge? Hehe..."

"Don't rob, don't rob, line up and come one by one!"

Be good, the queue is getting long, there are four rows in total, and a few people who look like servants are scooping porridge in the shed.Some people in the line brought bowls, and those who didn't have bowls took them from the shed and put them back after drinking. The order was okay.

"Come on, it's not full yet..."

"There are so many people behind, you can't just take care of yourself, there will be more tomorrow, come back tomorrow. Next one!"

"Brother, Rang Rang, it's my turn!"

A small man stood at the head of the line, stretching his neck to look around from time to time, like a supervisor, and nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the order was in order, like a scorpion.

"Hey, don't jump in line!"

"Who jumped in line? Huh?" The brother who just bumped into Wei Qingzhi was late, and rushed to the front of an old man without saying a word, a real hooligan.

"No...you stand here."

"Humph!"

Seeing the young and middle-aged bullying the old and the weak, the little man rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to teach him a lesson.

"You, stop queuing, this porridge is not for you."

"What? Why?"

"It's up to you to jump in line!"

"Which eye of yours saw me jump in line?"

"I can see it with both eyes! You bully people because of your height. If you have the ability to find something to eat by yourself, what kind of porridge do you want?"

"You fucking say it again!"

After all, the little man was very different from that person, so he pretended to be tough and said: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"

"Come back! Did I let you go?"

"Let me go, what are you doing, want to make trouble?!"

The little man was scared because he was picked up by his clothes...

"Let go of him!!!"

With a loud shout, the gangster was so frightened that he let go of his hand.The little man ran away as soon as his feet hit the ground. At first glance, this person looked familiar.

Wei Qingzhi just recognized who this domineering little man was to meddle in his own business.

"Who are you?"

The gangster felt ashamed, and pointed at Wei Qing with a displeased face.Wei Qingzhi is tall, and he looks rich or expensive in his clothes, so gangsters don't dare to provoke him, they just want to take advantage of him and get back the scene.

"Lao-zi-is-you-uncle-grandpa!"

Wei Qing stopped every word, and every time he uttered a word, he poked the gangster's shoulder with his index finger. After finishing a sentence, the gangster had already stepped back a few steps.I have to say, there are troublemakers out of the poor mountains and rivers, and our Fourth Prince has only been here for a few days, and it is obvious to him that this is "I" and "Master"...

"Your uncle!!!"

The gangster couldn't take it any longer, and swung a punch. Wei Qingzhi was too drunk, and couldn't dodge, so he fell to the ground on the spot.

The little man screamed in alarm, rushed forward to grab the gangster and was about to hit him, his posture was like a fight with a mad dog, and he didn't show his fierceness and inwardness at the beginning.

"you wanna die!"

The gangster's height and weight are no match for a small man, so he was thrown out like a chicken.

"You are courting death!"

As soon as Wei Qingzhi got up, he saw the little man was thrown to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time, so he went mad at that time, rushed up and beat the bastard.

Originally, a trivial incident broke out like this, contagious like the plague, and soon everyone was inexplicably sensationalized.The team was gone, the porridge sheds were all cleaned up, the porridge was spilled all over the floor, some people lay down on the ground and licked it, regardless of whether it was clean or not; The servant was seriously injured in the pushing and shoving, and managed to escape from the crowd, saying nothing to stop the crazy victims.

"Black dog, what's wrong with you?"

"What did you say, call someone to beat you!"

"Who hit it?"

"Just this bastard, kill him!"

A gangster fell, and a group of gangsters rushed up.Wei Qingzhi was full of wine, smiled contemptuously, thought he was invincible, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight again, at this time a hand stretched out from behind, dragging him away.

Wei Qingzhi originally refused, so what's the point of running away?At first glance, he is a small man, so let's run.

"Don't run! Stop!"

A group of gangsters chased Wei Qingzhi all over the street and did not stop until the end of the street.

Hehe, you are a fool if you don't run away, waiting to be beaten to death by you?

"Hey, hey, I can't do it... Huhu... I'm exhausted..."

The little man was stretched out on the ground, leaning against the corner of the wall and gasping for breath.Wei Qingzhi was also very tired, so he sat down next to the little man and began to rest.

"Hey, why are you here?"

"I... came out to relax, how about you?"

"Porridge, my master is a kind man!"

The little man was very proud, compared with his thumb, Wei Qingzhi smiled and held his thumb in his heart.

"Hey, why are you pulling my finger?"

"What's your name?"

"what?"

"Saving your life, you can't even ask for your name?"

"Cut, this is 'one life'?" The little man snorted, "My name is Yunzhi, what about you?"

"What did you say your name was?"

"Luck arrives, time turns, do you understand?"

"Oh...my name is Wei Qing, you can just call me Brother Qing."

"Come on, look at you, maybe we are older!"

"How old are you? I'm eighteen."

"Isn't it old?"

"...Well, what about you?"

"I am also eighteen, we are the same age, don't expect me to call you brother."

"It doesn't look like it... What month are you born in?"

"June."

"You still have to call me brother, I was born in the first month, hahahaha... quick, call me Brother Qing!"

"Don't call me, what Qingge, it's like Qingge, it's ugly!"

The small wind in winter is blowing calmly, alas, spring is not far away.

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