MTL - Kunning-Chapter 20 play

The situation in Qingyuan uncle's mansion is getting worse day by day, Yan Lin, as a son of an honored family, knows it well. Everyone knows that the concubine of the uncle's mansion "fell into the water" at the Double Ninth Banquet that day, let alone Jiang Xuening's shocking words at that time?

The mother-in-law punishes the girl, and the slave bullies the master.

Qingyuan Bofu's face was completely lost.

It's just to avoid other people's gossip, saying that the uncle's house treats the concubine harshly, so naturally he doesn't dare to embarrass the concubine again on the surface, but I'm afraid that there will be more suffering in the dark.

He is the only legitimate son in the Yongyihou's mansion, and he is very favored in the palace, so all kinds of secret means in the back house can't fall on him. But he had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running, and Yan Lin understood what some fights in the back house were like.

After all, the father also has a group of concubines and concubine children.

He felt that Ningning was too concerned about this concubine from the uncle's mansion who met by chance, so he couldn't help persuading her: "You are such a kind-hearted person, there are not many people in the world who are clumsy and clumsy and do not live up to expectations. It’s all for saving someone, but is it possible to expect her to be reborn? You must know that there are reasons for people’s situations, and if she has the ability, she won’t fall into the previous end.”

Jiang Xuening looked away, and said: "Because I saved it by myself, I care more about her than ordinary people, and I hope she is better. But you are right, I have done my best, so how can I care more?"

After all, she exhaled lightly.

It seems that he wants to use this to relieve a certain uneasy feeling in his heart.

Then he said to Yan Lin: "Let's go in and have a look at Qin."

Youhuang Hall, you can tell from the name, this hall is specially set up for Qin.

Although the location is in the middle of the bustling downtown, it can be regarded as a place where every inch of land is expensive in the capital, but you must walk up the stairs from the inconspicuous downstairs facing the street to the second floor to see the elegant and light bamboo. Make a plaque.

The word "Youhuang" is written on the bamboo in pure ink.

Just because the piano is an elegant thing, the guests who come to Xiangqin, the fake ones should be arty, and the real ones don't want to join in the fun, so this kind of decoration and style can be considered just right.

It was obviously not the first time Yan Lin had come here, and Jiang Xuening, who was familiar with the road, walked in.

In front of the censer in the corner, there is a man dressed as a scribe holding incense chopsticks to shake the incense.

What was burned was actually the best polu incense.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the entire Youhuang Pavilion.

The scribe turned his head when he heard the footsteps, smiled when he saw Yan Lin, put down the chopsticks lightly, walked to the copper basin next to him to clean his hands, and said, "Your Majesty is here. I'm thinking about it." If you don't come again, I will put those pianos up for sale."

Yan Lin laughed: "Anyway, in the piano hall, can you get rid of the stench of copper?"

The scribe didn't take it seriously, and said: "You think I'm doing a good deed by opening the piano shop? To play the piano, you need to bathe, wash your hands, burn incense, and you have to ask for a good piano. Which one doesn't cost money?"

Jiang Xuening only felt that this person was strange, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The scribe was thin, with an ordinary appearance, and he took a look at Jiang Xuening and came to his senses: "Is this the girl who wants Xiangqin?"

Jiang Xuening did not speak.

Yan Lin said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, where is Qin?"

The scribe raised his eyebrows slightly, and easily sensed Yan Lin's unusual treatment of this woman. He didn't look away because of this, but instead looked at Jiang Xuening a few more times before turning around and walking into the inner room, and took the four pianos hidden inside. Zhang Zhang took them out and placed them on the long table in the museum, then untied the piano bags outside one by one, and asked Yan Lin to come up to have a look: "Originally, I found five pianos, and one was newly made by Jiang Ning Gu Benyuan. , but it was too late, when my people left, Gu Benyuan had already presented the new Qin to Xie Juan."

Gu Benyuan is the most famous qin master nowadays.

Generally speaking, the process of cutting a qin is very cumbersome. From the selection of wood to stringing and testing, it takes at least a year to make a qin, and more than two or even three years for some meticulous and exquisite ones. Year.

The qin master is considered a craftsman, and makes a living by this.

Of course, if you produce one violin in two years, you will starve to death, so many luthiers will prepare wood and make ten or twenty violins at the same time. Although the process of making violins still takes two years, many violins can be produced in two years .

But Gu Benyuan is already in his sixties this year, and seeing that he is about to reach his seventies, he is not as energetic as those young violin masters, and cannot make many violins at the same time, so he only produces one or two violins in two or three years.

At that time, people preferred to pursue rare things.

In the past two years, countless people have been begging for the qin, but no one thought that the old man would give it to Xie Wei without revealing the face of the new qin, and without knowing the sound. How many people are called to secretly grit their teeth.

Yan Lin was practicing martial arts, so he wasn't considered an Aiqin, but after hearing about Gu Benyuan's reputation, he was stunned for a moment: "Give it to me?"

"Ah, it's free." The scribe finally leaked some dissatisfaction, and sneered, but turned a little gloating, "Didn't King Pingnan go against the party to assassinate the court official in the capital a while ago? Xie Ju'an Zhang Qin has been chasing for three years. That day, he chose a few good strings from me. He was planning to try them out while he was free, but on the way back, he somehow went up to some kind of skyscraper and met the rebellious party. The person is fine, but a new string has not been put on yet, but someone chopped it up with a knife. Tsk, I feel angry, I don’t know, anyway, I heard that he didn’t go to court for two days. Gu Benyuan After knowing this, I asked someone to send the Qin from Jiangning to the capital for him. Isn't this a bad idea!"

Yan Lin said, "You don't care about Qin, do you?"

The scribe snorted coldly: "If I buy a piano with a thousand gold, I will double it and sell it to you. Xie Ju'an cut off my fortune!"

"cough."

Yan Lin coughed, and really wanted to say, "Does this son look like that kind of cheating guy?", but after thinking about it, he still didn't answer.

Xie Wei is the prince's young teacher, and now he is presiding over the lectures on the Sutra banquet in the palace, so he is half a gentleman.

The other party is different.

This scribe was the owner of the Youhuang Pavilion. He was originally a Jinshi of the same discipline as Xie Wei, and he was also from Jinling. His surname was Lu Mingxian, and his courtesy name was Zhaoyin. All the way through the exams, Xie Wei was the first in the case, he was the second, Xie Wei Jieyuan was the second, Xie Weihui was the second, and even entering the Hanlin Academy was overwhelmed.

At that time, people joked, "Thank you one Lu Er".

Lu Xian was born in a poor family with a stubborn temper, the more he couldn't compare, the more he wanted to compare with Xie Wei, he was quite strong.

Unexpectedly, once the funeral news came from Jinling, and it would take Ding You three years before Xie Wei went home to attend the funeral, Lu Xian suddenly became the number one, but felt that the Imperial Academy was meaningless.

After staying for a year, he resigned directly.

I heard people say that he also went back to Jinling.

Four years ago, Xie Wei returned to the imperial court because of his support for today's sage, Shen Lang, who is now an official at least as a teacher; but Lu Xian seemed to have no interest in official career. Although he also returned to the capital, he opened a piano shop to sell pianos, like a qin shop. Idle clouds and wild cranes.

It is unheard of for people who have been to Hanlin to engage in this kind of business.

Some old acquaintances in Beijing couldn't believe it, and came to visit more often.

It didn't take long for this piano hall to become famous in the court and the public.

Of course, gradually some people discovered that compared to being an upright official, Lu Xian was unambiguous when he was a "profiteer". There was a saying behind the scenes, "Jinshi sells pianos, if you don't buy them, you can't do it", which shows how dark the business is. .

That is to say, Lu Xian and Xie Wei are old acquaintances who have dealt with each other. It is not polite to say "Xie Ju'an", but Yan Lin was taught by Xie Wei, but he has to weigh the word "respect".

He looked at the four pianos in front of him and asked, "What about these?"

Lu Xian introduced one piano after another, but most of the eyes were on Jiang Xuening throughout the whole process, and many things were said to her, obviously knowing where the "key point" of today's business is.

It's just that Jiang Xuening really doesn't love the piano.

When learning the piano in the last life, all the noble ladies of the aristocratic families tried their best to show their faces in front of Xie Wei, but she was the only one who found it difficult and tiring. I didn't listen to him a few times.

If you want to ask her which of these pianos she likes.

She wanted to answer: I don't like any of them.

Fortunately, Yan Lin knew that she didn't learn the piano in the mansion before, so after some consideration, she asked for the guqin that was more than 300 years ago, called "Jiaoan". Due to years of weathering and playing vibrations, the body of the piano has been covered with broken patterns of flowing water, with thick scattered sounds and clear overtones.

Just the price is also scary.

Lu Xian smiled and compared three fingers to Yan Lin, and Jiang Xuening gasped.

Yan Lin, however, treated it as normal and asked someone to pay with a bank note. Afterwards, he put the piano bag on himself and handed it to Jiang Xuening, saying: "Although you entered the palace to accompany the princess, Mr. Xie treats people generously. Learning, on the qin, but you will not be spared lightly just because you are a girl. Listening to Mr. Xie's lectures, you have to cheer up. He didn't often play the qin in the palace. I was lucky enough to hear it a few times. Back, it’s very good. You didn’t want to learn the piano in the past, it must be because the teacher who taught the piano was not good. This time you enter the palace, maybe you will like it.”

Therefore, a good piano is a must.

But when Jiang Xuening heard his words, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly: No one knew that the reason why she didn't want to learn the piano after entering Beijing was because of Xie Wei.

Four years ago on the way to Beijing, Xie Wei was holding Qin.

She thought this man was really a distant relative of the Jiang family, he was dressed in white clothes, he had nothing but a piano, and he looked sick. Although he was in the same car with her, he didn't like to talk to others, and closed his eyes most of the time to rest his mind. Only when he stopped occasionally in the middle of the journey, he would touch the piano.

Jiang Xuening didn't understand, and she didn't like him either.

Only then did she know her background, and knew that there was a "sister" who was praised by everyone in the family. She was afraid that she would be looked down upon by the maid who came to pick her up in Beijing along the way. You have to put on the posture of a young lady, for that humble and pitiful "self-esteem".

The young ladies are all condescending and domineering.

Therefore, she is also superior to others and bosses her around, and "others" includes "Xie Wei".

She grew up in the countryside and didn't learn any rules, but this person has rules when walking, sitting and lying down, whether it's the posture of holding chopsticks when eating together, or the slightest disorder when leaning in the carriage for a nap, she is always in order. It hurt her to see it.

At that time, she felt that this man was shabby but still carried it;

It was only after a long time that she was willing to admit that the reason why she felt uncomfortable was because even if she didn't understand, she could still feel the difference between cloud and mud. And this difference is exactly the difference between her who grew up in the countryside at that time and the bustling capital she was about to arrive in.

But people are always reluctant to admit it.

Even after she became a queen, she didn't want to see Xie Wei, and Xie Wei's name was always associated with Qin, and she didn't want to see Qin even with her.

When she was most terrified and miserable in her life, she was seen by this person. As long as she saw this person, she would think of those pasts.

And this was what she tabooed the most in her previous life.

Who knows what Xie Wei thought of her at that time?

Today's queen empress was just a country girl who wore a dragon robe and didn't look like a prince.

As long as I think about it, I feel embarrassed, so Jiang Xuening always just thinks that this past does not exist.

The insightful Xie Wei probably knew what she was thinking.

Even though he has a high status in the ruling and opposition parties, and frequently goes in and out of the court, he rarely appears in front of her, and never mentions it.

As for the scar on her wrist, she asked the imperial doctor to prescribe a prescription, and carefully applied the medicine for two years, and it disappeared completely.

At this moment, the fragrance of polu in the hall is dense.

The fragrance is long-lasting, making people calm.

Jiang Xuening blinked, looked down at the "Jiaoan" handed over to her, and suddenly thought: If it wasn't for Zhang Zhe, maybe she would die and be buried in the soil, and she wouldn't mention it to anyone. , She also gave Xie Wei a blood-feeding favor.

but…

It seems that after the palace change in the previous life, Xie Wei had blood on his hands and never touched the piano again.