The rivers and lakes can't stand it

The movement of Mu Huarong's audit was neither too big nor too small.

The business world is like this, as long as there is a slight movement, everyone will swarm like a shark smelling blood, hoping to be the first to snatch a little bit of benefit from the Jade Lady's fingers.

These days, there are people coming and going on the street, and they are all the servants of various families. The merchants are greedy for profit from dawn to dusk. No matter what, it is obviously a business that can make a profit without losing money. It just depends on whose mouth this business will end up in.

It's a pity that these people came here for nothing.

Ming Yueying was reviewing the intelligence sent by the spies, and the pipa was standing on the shelf, motionless, waiting for the master's next hug.

After a long time, she put the letter paper on the candle and burned it, and stared at the paper indifferently as it was swallowed by the flames, leaving only floating ashes.

After the firelight, a pair of dim and inexplicable eyes of Ming Yueying were revealed.

She came by boat at dusk with her pipa in her arms.

It rained that day, and there were fewer boats on the river, and the voices of women laughing and playing, came from far away through the rain curtain, making people confused.

Qiu Zhuoxue was enjoying the rain upstairs, the spring rain was as fine as a hair, fluttering gently, he saw Mingyueying standing in the black-covered boat, so he picked an umbrella to catch it.

"This rain is really sudden." Qiu Zhuoxue's voice was hoarse, her back was slightly bent, she was as swift as a bird, and her momentum was like thunder. Unknowingly, she fell from the boat to the bow of the white boat, throwing a good white boat The canopy boat swayed, and the boatman couldn't help being startled. He apologized, tilted his umbrella slightly, and said in a slow voice, "Let this old man hold the umbrella for Miss Yueying."

"Thank you, old man." Ming Yueying stood behind the curtain, the cabin was fairly stable, she just shook her body, and soon regained her balance, she lowered her head slightly, and got into Qiu Zhuoxue's umbrella.

Qiu Zhuoxue said in a deep voice, "I offended you."

There is a difference between men and women. Although Qiu Zhuoxue is pretending to be an old man at the moment, it is not easy to take advantage of Ming Yueying, so she just put her hand on Ming Yueying's shoulder and jumped, and the two of them landed on the deck of the big ship in a blink of an eye.

"The old man is so handsome." Ming Yueying smiled and praised.

"Haha——" Qiu Zhuoxue smiled with a suppressed voice. In fact, he didn't even count lightness kung fu, he just raised some internal energy to perform a stupid kung fu. Compared with the usual light kung fu, it can be regarded as a high jump at best, " It’s just some tricks, don’t spoil the girl and the pipa.”

Ming Yueying looked at most of the umbrella covered by Qiu Zhuoxue, then at his wet shoulders, and said softly: "The old man is a man of temperament. I saw the old man carrying a piano bag yesterday? Could it be that he also understands music theory ?”

"It doesn't make sense." Qiu Zhuoxue hissed with a laugh, "I can play two tunes, it's hard to be elegant."

Ming Yueying glanced at him quietly, probably believing it, and said lightly: "Really?" There is no further text.

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help but find it interesting. If anyone came here, he would inevitably be polite, even if he couldn't say "Yangchun Baixue, Xialiba people, each has its own advantages and beauty. Yile knows that the old man is so old , I think I have a deep understanding of human nature and sophistication, and the emotion alone is enough to surpass the skill." Such smooth words should not be so simple.

This woman is really interesting.

In the cabin, Ming Yueying put down her pipa, took a white cotton cloth from the boat lady, and gently wiped Qiu Zhuoxue's shoulders and face, Qiu Zhuoxue shot like lightning, and suddenly pressed Ming Yueying's body through the cotton cloth. hand.

"Old man?" Ming Yueying asked puzzled.

Qiu Zhuoxue's face remained unchanged, she said with a cheerful smile: "I can do this kind of rough work by myself, don't tire the girl."

"The old man is unwilling, so I can't force it."

Mingyueying's eyes are like spring waves, occasionally showing a chilly feeling, but also a soft and warm feeling. She seems to see something, but she doesn't ask or ask, just let go, picks up the pipa again, and slowly goes upstairs go.

It was raining too late, and Yue Mijin left the boat early in the morning to go about his own affairs, maybe to find the person who was following him, maybe to find clues, or to find a place to practice sword; Obviously, seasickness was severe in the middle of the night, and eating plums relieved it, and she was lying on the bed and sleeping.

The boat girls were simmering sweet soup and supplements in the kitchen, not daring to let themselves rest. The only thing Qiu Zhuoxue could talk to was Ming Yueying, but unfortunately this girl was also very busy, so he had to continue watching the rain, watching, and suddenly He heard the voice of tenderness from upstairs.

It happened that the boat lady brought out the sweet soup and asked Qiu Zhuoxue to drink it. He made a gesture of silence, letting the sweet soup emit a faint heat, and listened to the music intently.

This song has obviously been written for most of the time, the joyful and soft sound makes the heart sway, and suddenly turns sad and sad, causing the heart to turn around.

It's just that the song hasn't been completely finished yet. At first it was lingering and affectionate, then it was desolate and desolate, and at the end, it was suddenly disconnected, making people feel empty.

After a long time, Qiu Zhuoxue let out a breath slowly.

Ten gold to buy music, Murong Hua's business is not bad.

After a while, Mingyueying was adjusting the pipa again. She changed a few parts of the tune. The more desire, the more bitter the pain. Especially with the help of the pipa, the emotion became more intense, but she was not disturbed by it at all, and controlled her emotions coldly. / Desire / Joy and anger, overriding it.

This song is definitely not something that ordinary people can write, Qiu Zhuoxue pondered for a while, and after a while, when Mingyueying played the third piece, it suddenly turned into a faint harmony of piano sounds.

The pipa of Mingyueying stopped.

The old man's heavy footsteps came from outside the door, and after a while, the other party's voice slowly sounded: "Miss Yueying, can this old man come in?"

Ming Yueying invited him in, and saw that the old man not only brought sweet soup, but also carried the piano on his back, her eyes moved slightly: "Please sit down."

To be able to drive Mu Huarong, who has no profit and can't get up early, to rush around, to have such a piano skill, and to be so considerate and gentle, plus the other party deliberately obstructed her when she was wiping her face...

If it shows that Yueying still had three points of suspicion before, it is all gone now.

She finally understood that it wasn't that those Jianghu people were as stupid as pigs and dogs, but that Qiu Zhuoxue was indeed an old Jianghu. He was not dead after taking care of his nosy affairs for so many years, so of course he had some skills.

Who would have imagined that a well-known handsome man in the Jianghu would willingly pretend to be an old man, and he was so old that no one could see the slightest mistake.

It is so normal and normal for a down and out rich businessman to bring his young son and old slave to join his rich relatives, no wonder there is no movement at all.

"The old man has no other intentions." Qiu Zhuoxue didn't know if she had disturbed Ming Yueying, and said with a slight smile, "It's just that I heard it downstairs just now, and I hope the girl will not be offended."

Ming Yueying looked at the incense burner emitting purple-blue fragrance: "It's nothing to be surprised about, you play very well. If this doesn't make sense, I'm afraid there will be no one in the world who understands music theory."

Her words were faint, like a bit of a smile, and it sounded harsh, but she didn't seem to mean to blame, which made Qiu Zhuoxue a little embarrassed.

Burning incense and playing, the heart is quiet and the voice is light, the drizzle is faint, and the melody is curling up.

People are extraordinary people, and incense is not ordinary incense.

Qiu Zhuoxue stared at the woman in front of her, and asked again: "Why did Miss Yueying choose to compose here?"

"What does the old man think this is about?" Ming Yueying asked back, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and it seemed that they were just chatting casually.

Qiu Zhuoxue put it tactfully: "Goulan Washe."

"The old man is very polite. This is Fengyue's Gold Cave, and tens of millions of baht are thrown here." Mingyueying said unhurriedly, "The lower nine of the three religions and nine schools, the bottom of the nine schools, love between men and women, foul language, in a blink of an eye It's romantic again, sex lingering. Parents sell their daughters, husbands sell their wives, and even sink into it. Life is hard and miserable, hypocritical, jealous, and chaotic. Outside the filth and pain, there is a mass of jewels and brilliance. Fascinating."

She spoke lightly and softly, without any emotion at all, as if she was stating an unimportant matter.

"Purgatory on earth is none other than this." The smile on Ming Yueying's face was fleeting, making her eyebrows and eyes suddenly full of a coquettish and charming feeling.

Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly understood where the coldness in Mingyue Yingqu came from.

Chi Hongjin is sentimental by nature, because she sets love as a trap; Ming Yueying is on the sidelines, unmoved.

The song is moving with emotion, and Mingyueying borrows the emotion of others for her own use.

"Although the suffering in the world is endless, there is also joy to accompany, and there is still hope." Qiu Zhuoxue said slowly, looking into the eyes of Mingyueying, intentionally enlightening, "Just like the darker the night, the sooner you will see the dawn, isn't it?" ?”

So talented, yet so indifferent, this Yueying girl must have some stories about being unable to drink.

Mingyue Ying showed a slight smile: "Your Excellency's piano sound does dissipate some of the demon's resentment and resentment in this song, but the demon atmosphere in this song may not always be accompanied by the piano sound in time."

This remark means that there is no deep meaning.

"Even if we can only reconcile once more." Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help thinking about Yue Mijin, and murmured, "It might be possible to compose a new song."

Ming Yueying stretched out her hand and gently plucked the silk strings, but she didn't say anything, but Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly came back to her senses: "Oh, this song is wonderful, it's a pity that it's too desolate and sad, so I can't help but say a few more words, please ask Yueying Girl don't mind."

"It doesn't matter." Ming Yueying lowered her face and said after a moment of consideration: "However, listening to the old man's tone, did you think of something from the past?"

"Yes, I think of a good friend who has been separated for many years." Qiu Zhuoxue sighed, "I... well, I did something sorry to him back then, and now we meet again, I only hope that we can be together again in the future." Abandon the past, return to... no, it should be said to compose a new song."

Even if they get rid of the past and get back together, it will only return to the original appearance, but they have missed seven years, and Qiu Zhuoxue is more greedy than this.

It was drizzling outside the window, and the atmosphere in the room was strange.

After a while, Qiu Zhuoxue heard Ming Yueying sigh softly again: "The past should not be remonstrated, but the coming can still be pursued. In any case, in life, everything still has a chance."

"Yes." Qiu Zhuoxue agreed in a low voice, "There is always a chance."

Mingyueying: "..."

For some reason, Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly felt that Mingyueying's expression became a little weird. The way she looked at Qiu Zhuoxue almost made him wonder if there was something wrong with his disguise.

Do you want to compose a new song?

Of course, Mingyueying has heard about Qiu Zhuoxue's matter, and she also knows the grievances and entanglements between the three, including when Murong Hua came down with her yesterday, she couldn't help but feel guilty for a moment when she saw the maze, all of which were completely forgotten by her. Take a closer look.

At this moment, Mingyueying and Chihongjin thought of the same thing—there were clearly three of them, but Qiu Zhuoxue seemed to only care about getting out of the maze.

Mingyueying just wanted to test it out. When mentioning "the past", Qiu Zhuoxue didn't respond at all, as if there was no such person at all. His coldness and coldness were far beyond her expectations.

Obsessive suitors are certainly annoying, but facing a person who loves oneself so much that he is willing to die, even Tieshi is afraid of being moved, but Qiu Zhuoxue is more cold-blooded than Tieshi.

But thinking of Chai Xiong and Jiu Minghou who were killed by him, it doesn't seem to be unexpected.

But Murong Hua...

Ming Yueying pondered.

If, as Qiu Zhuoxue said, Murong Hua just showed up to save him that day, why would he be guilty?

Unless... what Qiu Zhuoxue said, I'm sorry for Yue Mizu's matter, and he also has a part.

Well, the three of them definitely wouldn't have met at the same time, otherwise, Yue Maze shouldn't be so biased, and shouldn't be so angry, he must have known the deceased for a longer period of time, and even... even had an admiration in his heart, maybe it was the two at first. People go together to challenge Shi Duckweed.

But Qiu Zhuoxue intervened between the two of them, and even stole the other person's heart.

If Yue Mijin really angered Qiu Zhuoxue because of his friend's unrequited love, as the heroes think, he should have the same hatred for Mu Huarong, but Qiu Zhuoxue was sure that this matter had nothing to do with Mu Hua at the banquet. Rong Rong has nothing to do with it, and even dared to let the heroes confront Yue Mijin, which is enough to show that Yue Mijin didn't think it was Mu Huarong's fault.

This obviously doesn't make sense.

But if his anger stems from the hatred of seizing love, then this attitude makes perfect sense. Although he knows that it's not Qiu Zhuoxue's fault, the man's jealousy surges, and he can't restrain it no matter what .

It's just that he must not know that all of this is not a coincidence, otherwise he would never be able to walk with Qiu Zhuoxue again.

Thinking about it, when Qiu Zhuoxue fell in love with Yue Mijin back then, Yue Mijin already loved him, it was impossible for him to watch all this happen, and according to Yue Mijin's temperament, unless he gave up, he would never look at others again.So Qiu Zhuoxue simply lured her rival, and once she had achieved her goal, she immediately invited Mu Huarong to pick herself out cleanly.

In this way, everything makes sense.

A person may not be cruel to the person who loves him deeply, but when facing a rival in love, he is always as cruel as possible.

Mu Huarong's guilty conscience also had a good explanation, of course he knew what was going on, so he could cooperate with Qiu Zhuoxue, and it was inevitable that he would feel guilty when facing Shangyue Maze.

"The old man is broad-minded, which is rare in the world." After a while, Ming Yueying said unhurriedly, "Today's talk, I am the one who was taught."

Qiu Zhuoxue said sincerely: "Miss Yueying understands human feelings, which is rare in my life."

Ming Yueying couldn't help but let out a "ha", and looked at Qiu Zhuoxue with bright eyes, and said meaningfully: "Really?"