Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Cheng Jiao shook off his hand and walked out expressionlessly.

"Cheng Jiao," Shang Bieyun called him, "How many families are not here? Two or three? You go and tell them not to come."

Cheng Jiao's voice was firm: "Sir, I have just, come, not, long, and I am not familiar with Qingzhou, and I don't know the way."

There was still a gentle smile on Cong Yin's face, and upon hearing this, he greeted Shangbie Yunfu: "Master, I sent the reply, and they don't know Cheng Jiao, so let me do it this time."

"Alright." Shang Bieyun's steady and elegant voice came out: "...be careful."

"Thank you for your concern." Cong Yin smiled at Yao Ke again, and walked out with blessings, knowing in her heart what Shang Bieyun told her to be careful—be careful not to be beaten.

There are also two families in the capital, who are probably already on the way. I don’t know if the carrier pigeon can deliver letters to people on the way. If it can’t... Forget it, I made so much money with this one, I will give up the house and run away.Cong Yin was thinking in his mind, with fireworks of happiness above his head.

Ji Chengfeng was still leaning against the door, watching the two children Cheng Jiao and Cong Yin laughing.Shang Bieyun thought he was not pleasing to the eye, cleared his throat, and said to Yao Ke in a warm voice: "Mr. Yao, I have some rules. I have explained them in advance. You should know. When I talk to you Qin, you are not allowed There are idlers waiting here."

Ji Chengfeng put his hand on the handle of the knife, and raised his eyebrows with great interest.

Seeing that he didn't move, Shang Bieyun said coldly, "Since Mr. Ji is the guard, close the door and go to guard the door."

Yao Ke stood up, stammering: "Ah, this, it's Mr. Ji... If Mr. Ji is not here..."

"I'm sorry, this is my rule." Shang Bieyun's reclusive master's tone was very well-balanced.

Ji Chengfeng still didn't speak, and the two sides faced each other silently.Yao Ke looked back at him, then at the screen, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and hesitated for a long time: "I, I didn't know the rules of the Shang family before, if this is the case, then let's forget it this time..."

"Since Mr. Yao really loves the piano, then I will make an exception for you." Shang Bieyun's voice was steady and elegant, very stable.

Ji Chengfeng smiled and shrugged his shoulders. As expected, he took a few steps forward and sat down beside Yao Ke.

Cheng Jiao lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

At this moment, you should feel ashamed, or doubt and think about the motives of Ji Chengfeng and Yao Ke.But I don't know why I don't feel ashamed, and I don't have to doubt it. I just think that Mr. is really interesting.

Shang Bieyun was completely unaffected, and when Ji Chengfeng did not exist, Wen Sheng asked Yao Ke: "What kind of piano school is Mr. Yao?"

Yao Ke: "..."

"Is there any good wood that is commonly used? Chinese fir? Paulownia? Or catalpa?"

"..."

"... Do you have a preference for the shape? Nowadays, banana leaves are popular in Qingliu, and I, Zhongni Fuxi and others are good at both."

"..."

"...Then, is there a violinist you like? Or a piano piece you like? Tell me the piece, and I can also deduce the piano that suits you."

"..."

"Young Master Yao," Shang Bieyun's voice came from behind the screen coldly, "I don't know how to play the piano."

"Heh, heh," Yao Ke laughed dryly twice: "Get started, get started."

Shang Bieyun held his blood in his heart: "Then the threshold for you to enter is high enough, 30."

Yao Ke didn't care: "Hey, if I can't do it, just take it back and put it in the building, and let my brother sell it. Wuzang Building is originally Tongbao Building, besides, you don't have to worry about selling your piano."

Shang Bieyun sighed for his brother: okay, buy it back at ten times the market price, and you won't have to worry about selling it.If I were your brother, hurry up and have a child and establish an heir.With such a silly brother, Jin Shan would have to sit still.

I had no choice but to say: "Then I will choose the most suitable one for you according to your temperament. But don't worry, I will definitely put my heart and soul into the materials and craftsmanship."

Yao Ke cupped his hands: "It's so good, I believe in everyone's vision."

The hatchback is speechless.

Don't worry about business.

Originally, the decoration inside and outside the room, the gauze curtain, the aloe, and even the screen were all prepared for Qin Shuo.Contemporary qin art is the best art. People who love the qin seek the qin. They need to have a clear discussion with the qin master to discuss their preferences, tonality, and understanding of the qin. I believe that the soul of the qin can be unified and formed in the theory of the qin, and the infusion can be completed.

Shang Bieyun has struggled dozens of times in the past hundred years and has practiced a good set of Guankou, and his theoretical emotions are all excellent.Therefore, his qin is said to be very famous, even part of such a high cost of making the qin.Over the years, Qin said that the time was never less than three hours.Talk about a sixty-year-old man when he fainted and carried out.

But today, with a few words to Little Master Yao, it's over.Shang Bieyun was sitting behind the screen, feeling a little silly no matter how he thought about it.

I knew it would be over with just these two sentences, as for sitting behind the screen and pretending to be a ghost?

Yao Ke is also worried.

A few days ago, Mr. Ji heard that Shang Bieyun was going to open the mansion to play the piano, so he asked himself to do him a favor.A little effort, help will help.He wrote a post with his family's seal and handed it over. Sure enough, he received a reply. Mr. Ji dragged himself over after finishing the day's business, but he didn't say what he was going to do here.After he came, he was interrogated first, and he didn't say much, just knowing to watch the excitement with his arms folded.

It doesn't matter if you watch the excitement, and it doesn't matter if you have 30 gold. The key is to explain in advance that it has something to do with Qin, and at least you can make up lessons in advance. Now it's even more ulterior motive to let businessmen ask you a dead sentence?Although I don't know what Master Ji's purpose is.

Cheng Jiao and Ji Chengfeng didn't know whether they were worried or not.The first one lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and the second one sat beside Yao Ke with a big sword. Both of them seemed to be completely unable to feel the embarrassment and silence in the air.

Ji Chengfeng looked around the room for a while, and suddenly saw something, pointed to and asked: "The painting is really good. Do you still have paintings in the Shang?"

Shang Bieyun followed his fingers and looked over, it was a picture of a hundred birds in the spring mountains and sea of ​​clouds, Hui Niang's.

He didn't want to say more, but just replied lightly: "I don't understand, I just bought some good-looking ones and put them on display."

Ji Chengfeng stood up, paced over, took a close look at the painting, and put his hands behind his back: "Tsk, I don't know how to paint, but it can be seen that the painting is good, the brushwork is vigorous, and I have a lot of skills."

Then he tapped the seal on the painting: "Sihai Layman... I see that the two paintings hanging over there belong to this Sihai Layman too. Do you like this one very much?"

Shang Bieyun flicked his finger on the table, and no one could see it through the screen: "I saw it together, so I bought it together, packed it, and it was cheap."

Ji Chengfeng smiled: "That's really a good deal. I have an impression of this one. He seems to be famous recently? Wuzanglou has also collected a lot of his calligraphy. Do you have an impression Xiao Yao?"

Yao Ke didn't understand, so he scratched his head: "Ah, shopkeeper Hu and the others are in charge of the collectibles, I really haven't paid attention to it..."

"Hahahaha," Ji Chengfeng seemed to be just chatting casually, and walked back, "I don't think you have paid much attention to your business."

Cheng Jiao walked up to Shangbieyun unintentionally and separated him from Ji Chengfeng: "Master Ji seems to know more about Wuzanglou's business than Young Master Yao. Wuzanglou's business has a lot of threads, but Master Ji doesn't even know about it." I know what paintings I have received.”

Ji Chengfeng smiled heartily: "Haha, I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me. Although I am a rough man with knives and guns, I admire you all very much. In addition, my memory is better than ordinary people. I saw the paintings and calligraphy brought in by Wuzanglou that day. I will remember it naturally."

After a while, Shang Bieyun's voice came over: "Since Mr. Ji likes it, then I will give you one, and you can take it away. Cheng Jiao."

Hearing this, Cheng Jiao went straight to the picture of a hundred birds in the spring mountains and sea of ​​clouds, took it off, carefully rolled up the scroll, walked back to Ji Chengfeng, and handed it to him.

Ji Chengfeng took a look at the painting, but didn't answer it. He just smiled and said to the inside of the screen: "Such a heavy gift, it seems that the merchants are going to chase away customers."

"Young Master Yao, I have already agreed with you about your Qin. The construction period is three months, and today after three months, you can come and pick up the Qin." Shang Bieyun said to Yao Ke first, and then Picking up Ji Chengfeng's voice: "A good painting should be given to someone who knows how to appreciate it. Master Ji likes it, so I am naturally willing to part with it. Gifts are not important, but only because Master Ji values ​​this painting. How can you catch up with customers? Apart from guarding Young Master Yao, what other things does Master Ji do?"

Ji Chengfeng looked at the screen in silence for a while.The figure behind the screen sat upright like a pine, very stable.

"The little one, everyone Shang mentioned it, but didn't ask any inside information. Aren't you curious?" Ji Chengfeng asked suddenly, rubbing the coarse cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife.

Yao Ke was about to stand up and say goodbye, when he heard this, he was startled, and wanted to turn to look at Ji Chengfeng, but he held back.

Cheng Jiao didn't miss this look, staggered his toes, and turned his body slightly in Ji Chengfeng's direction.

"Oh, Xiao Er." Shang Bieyun also stood up, "Since we don't talk about the piano anymore, I don't have to sit behind this screen to pretend."

As he walked out, he rubbed his waist: "I wanted to ask a question, but the noble person who came to ask for the piano is more important. As soon as you mentioned Wuzanglou, I forgot about it. Since Mr. Ji asked, Have you caught the murderer?"

Ji Chengfeng was taller than Shang Bieyun, and Shang Bieyun was complaining about back pain, and bent slightly, so he could look down at Shang Bieyun's eyes: "Difficult. This case has no beginning and no end, it's nothing." There is no clue, until today there is no clue."

Shang Bieyun seemed surprised, he was slightly taken aback, and stood up straight: "Since that's the case, it's strange. For cases that haven't been solved yet, Mr. Ji, as the arrester in charge of the government office, can say that the case has nothing to do with me people?"

Ji Chengfeng seemed to have heard something funny: "If it's an irrelevant person, what are you doing at the scene of the crime?"