Chapter 2 Fish Eyes Mixed Beads
Su Qingli looked around and didn't see any dark grid. Feng's mother passed by her, knocked on the back wall, and then groped for a lot before finding the dark buckle to open the dark grid.
Since it is a dark compartment, it will not be very spacious. If you put on the piano and sit on a person, it will be full. Su Qingli probed into the dark grid, probed the thickness of the door panel, waved her head and muttered, "How many layers does it take for this piano sound to reach people's ears?"
"What did you say?" Feng's mother asked, she heard it, but she didn't hear it clearly.
"Oh, nothing, I will play well and make my sister and mother satisfied." It's none of her business. Anyway, she is a statusless concubine's daughter, which should not have much impact on her life.
"What happened to the piano sound just now?" A gentle and gentle voice rolled from the back of Su Qingli's ear to her ears. She turned around and saw a well-dressed woman with a pink face and a little red in her mouth, and the golden steps on her bun shook her eyes. The man was Su Liuyun.
"Sister." Su Qingli bent down. I didn't say anything."
Su Liuyun came to her and said, "I heard what you said about the sound of the piano. Will this dark grid affect the sound of the piano?"
"..." After a long silence, what Su Qingli did was to observe Su Liuyun's expression most likely with her lowest posture, to figure out each of her most subtle expressions, and consider the big question of "say or not to say".
"Yes, it will have an impact. Not to mention how much noise will be disturbed by the sound in the empty space, my sister can imagine that the sound of the piano is through a wall, through which you still have a bead curtain, and you have to walk dozens of feet to enter the little marquis's ear... I guess the little marquis can't hear anything."
Su Liuyun thought about it and felt very reasonable: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Su Qingli shook her head, "I don't know." It's because she doesn't have a solution, so she doesn't want to say it.
"So, how about changing into my clothes and sitting in front of the bead curtain pretending to be me?"
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On the table of Shangbin's elegant seat, there was a man in black. His green and masculine face could be seen that his weak crown was just full, and the two bands of his forehead hung down to his chest, on which were inlaid with the white jade of Tianshan.
There was a slightly lower table next to the table. There was also a man sitting at the table, three or two years older than him. He sat stiffly, with his arms wide swinging, his hands on his legs, and his dark eyes stared at the petite veil behind the colorful bead curtain.
"Don't look, this is the future aunt of my marquis's mansion."
The banquet has obviously arrived**. The maids presented the grape wine uniquely brewed in the Western Regions. Master Su, who had not been in forty years but had slightly emerged rich, said a sentence, "Little girl's art". The whole audience was silent, and the pavilion opposite Shangbinya was opened, and the cloth behind the bead curtain was uncovered.
The sound of the piano is ringing, round and thick, and the pure and changeable fingering makes the transition of each chapter seamless.
Before the performance began, there was still a lot of disdain between his eyebrows when the man sitting next to him held a cup and drank. As a result, when the small half of the incense fell down, he never looked away from the bead curtain.
"Hey, Feng... Siqi brother, wake up and say that this is my aunt. Don't think about it." The first sound did not call his soul back. The little marquis Wei Xiankuo increased his volume and added a little internal force, hoping to attract his attention.
"Shh, don't make any noise!" Feng Siqi roared and roared back the little marquis who were a little restless. Fortunately, the people around them were far away, otherwise the little marquis would be treated like this and probably become a gossip after dinner.
Finally finished playing the song, Feng Siqi was finally relaxed by the sound of the piano and finally relaxed the heartstrings on his chest. He sighed and sighed comfortably, "What a good piano and beautiful woman." Then he handed his head to Wei Xian and said, "Can your aunt have this kind of ability?"
Wei Xian smiled and said, "You are three thousand beautiful, and my aunt is not allowed to do all kinds of tricks, right? I can make it clear that she is mine.
Feng Siqi took a deep breath and said with a strange smile on the corners of his mouth, "I won't be hungry if Luo Fu has a son-in-law, but the piano skills are indeed unmatched. Unfortunately, there are too many skills in the piano music and lack emotions, but you can still ask for advice. When you marry her home, don't forget to recommend me."
Hearing this, Wei Xian couldn't help fighting a cold war: "Now the treasury is empty, isn't it? Come to my marquis's mansion to eat and drink if you have nothing to do, and the old man doesn't care about it."
"I don't care why. In the past few years, natural disasters have indeed spent a lot of money. Now the world is stable, just to keep a low profile. Too... The old man sent me to observe the financial situation of the princes. If I live a prosperous life, I just plan to take back some of the fiefdoms appropriately. I have a lot of family, and my aunt has married to the third house. Now let's eat your family poorer. When you report to the old man, you can skip your Anyuan Houfu. If you say these sad words, next time I go to Jindi's place to eat, Anyuan Houfu is so rich, I will be the first to report it to you.
"You... are what you hate!" Wei Xian gritted his teeth and left this sentence helplessly. You have rubbed with me now. If you don't mention Feng... Jinnian's name when you report it, I won't end with you."
Feng Siqi squeezed his mouth, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't worry, brother won't be biased. It's inevitable to eat people's soft mouth." After saying that, the two were sitting and ready to listen to another song from the people in the cabinet, "I won't be biased, but Jinnian is also the old man's son. I can't guarantee that she won't cover up for him."
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The dark compartment originally prepared for Su Qingli was completely open, and Su Liuyun put a chair in a corner where the candlelight could not shine.
Listening to the sound of the piano that could go around the beam for three days, this is the last song. After playing, Su Qingli got up and left the piano table, went to the room, took off her gorgeous clothes that were only covered outside her body, which was still a maid's costume. Then she took off the golden steps on her temples and handed them to Su Liuyun one by one.
Su Liuyun touched Su Qingli's delicate fingers and instantly penetrated into Su Liuyun's bones.
Su Liuyun raised her eyes slightly and glanced at her sister, who might not even see her face at the anniversary. Her delicate face had many aunts, but she was so skinny that she was by no means like a young lady from a large family. Even a common girl should not be like this.
She put down the gold jewelry in her hand, pulled away the fox Qiu on her shoulder and put it on Su Qingli's body: "You wear this. Thank you for today."
After saying that, she had put down the cabinet to summon the sound. Su Liuyun turned around and sat in front of the piano. Su Qingli looked at her back and asked, "Sister, won't you go? The marquis wants to see you." Isn't that her purpose to win the love of this unfaced little marquis?
Su Liuyun waved his head and said, "Seven-year-old men and women are at different tables. I can't see him. If you want to meet him, you have to wait for me to marry him."
Su Qingli thought that this might be just a trick to get rid of, and there was nothing to do with her here. After saying goodbye, she left downstairs from the secret road built behind the attic. It was simply wrong to choose to feast guests in the empty courtyard in this cold weather. She knew it and thought it was etiquette. She didn't know. She must have thought she was playing with the guests. .