Chapter 159 The sound of the piano is endless for three days

An Pingzhi looked carefully at the old wooden box, and then carefully looked at the guqin. In his eyes, the people around him seemed to disappear suddenly, leaving only him and the wooden box guqin. An Ping's heart is full of expectations for the unknown story.

However, he seems to be the only one with this expectation. Although the rest of the room did not speak, they could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the room was getting heavier and heavier.

Leng Xuanrong stood quietly beside An Pingzhi and looked like a dedicated shopkeeper, accompanying An Pingzhi to watch the piano. However, although her eyes also fell on the wooden box guqin, she was calculating other things in her heart.

Leng Xuanrong has been thinking about this issue recently. If she wants to revenge on He Ruiping, she must start from An Pingzhi. Although what he is doing now has attracted the attention of An Pingzhi, it is far from enough to achieve the purpose of revenge on He Ruiping. What should we do next? Leng Xuanrong has no clue yet. The memory of the previous life has become a little chaotic, or it is impossible to plan the subsequent actions according to the memory of the previous life. After all, there was no Raven Qingmo Pavilion in the previous life, and there was no acquaintance between Leng Xuanrong and An Pingzhi in the previous life.

According to the current situation, An Pingzhi in this life, like him in his previous life, does not like He Ruiping at all. But according to what Leng Xuanrong saw, so far, He Ruiping doesn't seem to have done anything particularly disgusted An Pingzhi.

What makes An Pingzhi particularly disgusted...

Thinking of this, Leng Xuanrong's eyes lit up.

She looked back at He Ruiping, who had been neglected, and saw that her face was still angry, thinking that now was a good opportunity.

Leng Xuanrong walked to He Ruiping with a smile and said to her in a low voice, "Sister Ruiping, you haven't said anything. Why do you seem to be angry? Did your sister treat you well and let her sister take care of her?

He Ruiping snorted. She was not only angry, but also furious. Others may not know that since An Pingzhi came to Wuming County and lived in the county governor's mansion, he has hardly seen He Ruiping, let alone say something to her. The two have always been like alienated outsiders, and An Pingzhi doesn't seem to want to be close to He Ruiping at all.

He Ruiping originally thought that An Pingzhi was such an indifferent person and had been comforting herself not to care, but these two times let her see An Pingzhi talking to Leng Xuanrong. He Ruiping finally understood that An Pingzhi was not indifferent by nature. He was just indifferent to himself and Leng Xuanrong, not only to others. It is pleasant and more intimate.

How can there be such a reason!

He Ruiping looked up and down at Leng Xuanrong and couldn't see that such a girl from the mountains was better than herself. In terms of appearance, I am definitely better than her! In terms of the family, she is the daughter of the county guard family. How can she be compared with such a wild girl? What more? Is it better than words and manners? This wild girl's eyes are full of deadness, and she speaks hypocritically. How can she compare with a lady like her? Where on earth did An Pingzhi like Leng Xuanrong?

No.

He Ruiping suppressed all the questions in her heart, took a deep breath, and carefully recalled the scene of their two meeting. Didn't Mr. An say that his courtesy to Leng Xuanrong was just the extent that "it should not be fouled anyway". That is to say, Mr. An only has the most basic respect for Leng Xuanrong, which is the simplest level of dialogue between people. In fact, Mr. An doesn't care about Leng Xuanrong. By the way, what Mr. An cares about is definitely not Leng Xuanrong, but the guqin sold in the Raven Green Ink Pavilion that Leng Xuanrong takes care of!

Guqin! Guqin!

He Ruiping suddenly realized that she really wanted to pat herself on the head and scold herself for being a fool. How can you not even notice it when it is so important? In fact, He Ruiping has heard about it for a long time. An Pingzhi likes the rhythm of Guqin the most. Isn't he still playing in the middle of the night? Didn't you hear it all? Why did you ignore such an important thing? The closer you get, the easier it is to see.

At this time, He Ruiping found that she was overwhelmed by jealousy. Thinking about it carefully, it was all Gu Qin. In fact, there was nothing wrong with this Leng Xuanrong. Why did you immediately think that Mr. An fell in love with Leng Xuanrong? Probably because this Leng Xuanrong made a look that made herself annoying.

Thinking of this, He Ruiping regained her previous defiant look. She glanced Leng Xuanrong from the corners of her eyes and whispered, "What did Xuanrong's sister say? It's a good thing that you have something Mr. An's favorite in your store. As long as Mr. An is happy, I will be happy."

Leng Xuanrong saw the change in He Ruiping's expression in a short moment. Although she didn't know what He Ruiping had thought of, at least it should not spoil the idea she had just come up with. Leng Xuanrong still kept a smile, as if she hadn't seen He Ruiping's contemptuous eyes and whispered to her, "Riping's sister's feelings for the eldest son are really unmatched. My sister heard that her sister and the eldest son had already made a marriage contract, and she was really happy for her."

He Ruiping raised her eyebrows and didn't know what Leng Xuanrong suddenly said such words. In the past two years, He Ruiping has heard that her marriage is a good thing, and most of them are mouthful, but looking at Leng Xuanrong's appearance, she seems to be a little frank.

At this time, Leng Xuanrong continued, "Actually, I heard that the eldest son is very researching Guqin, so the last time the eldest son came to the store, I took out the Guqin and showed it to the eldest son. Unexpectedly, the eldest son played a song here at that time, which was really a natural sound. I didn't expect that the eldest son was really so proficient in rhythm... Ah, by the way, Sister Ruiping, at the folding willow meeting of Degu Tower last time, didn't Sister Ruiping propose that the students play music for the eldest son? What's the result?"

Although Leng Xuanrong asked knowingly, she also pretended to know nothing.

Although An Pingzhi listened to many people's performance, he didn't like it. Finally, he broke up unhappily. After returning to the county governor's mansion, he seemed to be unhappy for a while. He Ruiping made a bad idea for herself and regretted it for a long time. Unexpectedly, Leng Xuanrong mentioned that matter again today. He Ruiping said angrily, "Those students in Wuming County are dedicated to studying and are not very proficient in music. The vulgar sound can't get into Mr. An's ears."

Leng Xuanrong seemed to be a little surprised, and then shook her head and whispered, "I don't think so."

He Ruiping didn't know what medicine was sold in Leng Xuanrong's gourd. She frowned and asked, "What does Xuanrong sister think?"

"The song comes from the heart. If the player is right to the eldest son, the music she plays will naturally make the eldest son admire him. On the other hand, even if he is not good at skills, he must be able to hear the feelings of the player to him from the sound of the piano. Speaking of this, Leng Xuanrong deliberately paused for a moment and then continued, "Those students who played for the eldest son's bullets must be playing for the eldest son with a flattering heart. The eldest son heard it, so he was unhappy..."

Leng Xuanrong finished saying this, sighed, and then looked up at He Ruiping and smiled, "I think that if Sister Ruiping comes to play, the eldest son will definitely hear Miss Ruiping's feelings for the eldest son from the sound of the piano. At that time, the eldest son will definitely praise, 'This Wu In Ming County, only Miss Ruiping is a bosom friend.

He Ruiping listened to Leng Xuanrong's words and kept her eyebrows locked. Although she didn't know whether Leng Xuanrong was intentional or unintentional, she suddenly poked the pain in her heart.

For a long time, there has been no way to express He Ruiping's feelings, and there is no way to let Mr. An know that what Leng Xuanrong said is right. Maybe Qinyin can really convey her feelings...

Before He Ruiping could think about what to do, she heard Leng Xuanrong ask her in a low voice, "How about Sister Ruiping? Why don't you take this opportunity to play a song for the eldest son?"

He Ruiping was stunned and turned her head to look at Leng Xuanrong. Seeing her smile, she seemed to really want to help herself... Yes, if she didn't really want to help herself, why did she let herself play for An Gong in her store?

He Ruiping thought to herself that maybe she had always misunderstood Leng Xuanrong. She had just arrived in Wuming County and was not familiar with her. She probably wanted to please herself and slap her county magistrate's father. I heard that Leng Xuanrong's father was still waiting for sin, and maybe she would cry and beg for help in the future.

Anyway, the most important thing now is to promote your own marriage. After becoming the young grandmother of the Prime Minister's family, who will care about such a small Leng Xuanrong?

Thinking of this, He Ruiping's face also smiled. She took Leng Xuanrong's hand and whispered, "Then I'll bother Xuanrong's sister to say something for her sister."

"Don't worry, Sister Ruiping, it's on me."

After saying that, Leng Xuanrong pulled out her hand and walked towards An Pingzhi. A smile appeared on her face and thought to herself, He Ruiping, you should play this song well.

"The eldest son, it's rare for Sister Ruiping to come today. Why don't the three of us play a song each with this guqin?" Leng Xuanrong smiled and said to An Pingzhi.

Anpingzhi put down the wooden box in his hand and smiled, "It's best for you two to have this elegance. Let's do whatever you want. Let's all listen to Leng's arrangement."

Leng Xuanrong called the clerk to clean up another more spacious room, and then took this guqin to the room with Anping's He Ruiping to prepare to play.

In this room, there is only a 20% off screen in the innermost position against the wall. I don't know who made the magnificent landscape painting on the screen. There is a low piano table in front of the screen, with a small table with drooping hands and drooping hands, and some tea and snacks on the table. The whole room looks very elegant, as if it was specially prepared for who to play the music.