Ginging his eyes still looked like water. He held Yaoqin and walked to the side of the attic beside him, sat cross-legged, put Yaoqin horizontally in his arms, and looked at the dark clouds in the distance... し0.

Seeing that the place where she was sitting was already close to the edge, Lu Jinping said, "You should come closer. Although I know you are very good at martial arts, it's better to be careful. Anyway, this place is still spacious, so why sit on the side?"

"Here I can feel like I am in the clouds, I can forget many troubles in the world, and transform into the world, so that I can play the sound of the piano in my heart."

Lu Jinping nodded and said, "That's right, this is the artistic conception. Everything you do must be focused on artistic conception. Only with the setting and influence of the environment can you do better. Just like Li Bai's hundred poems on wine, if he doesn't drink, he will probably not be able to make famous quotes like "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns."

The gaze shook his delicate body and turned his head over. Although his face was still as calm as water, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Did you write this poem by Sir?"

"It was written by Li Bai..." Lu Jinping suddenly realized as soon as he said these two sentences, "You Bai was a poet in the Li Longji era, and a person from decades later. At this moment, he was afraid that he had just been born, so why did he have this problem again?

"Li Bai?" Ning looked lost, "I am ignorant and I have never heard of such a poet, but this poem is really shocking, but unfortunately I have no chance to meet you."

Lu Jinping dared not talk about poetry anymore. He looked down at the floor and found that the floor was not stained with dust and wiped extremely cleanly. Moreover, the quality of the wooden boards was very good, full of natural fragrance. Judging from the patterns above, they should also be of high quality tree species. However, Lu Jinping was not good at this and did not know what kind of wooden floor was. He saw that he sat cross-legged and did not make any seat cushions. He also sat cross-legged on the wooden floor without staining with dust.

Then he picked up the wine cup in front of him and was about to pour wine for himself. At this moment, the drunken voice of the maid came from behind him: "Sir, wait. I'm serving you the dishes. How can I drink without vegetables? This dish was made by our girl himself."

I heard the footsteps behind me go downstairs. After a while, I came up again. Zuixiang held a few exquisite cold dishes on a tray, knelt on the floor, and placed the dishes in front of Lu Jinping.

Then, she took the wine cup and bronze wine glass from Lu Jinping, poured a full glass for him, and then said to Lu Jinping: "Sir, our girl said. Sir, the wine has a good alcohol content. If you only drink three or five cups like last time, you will definitely not have fun. So after coming back, he made some adjustments to the bitter wine, added some daughter red and honey, so that it would not be so bitter. Moreover, you can taste it slowly without drinking such strong wine. However, the girl said. This pot is only this, if it is lighter, it will not have the taste of this wine. It will lose its effect. I wonder if this pot is enough for you to drink?"

Lu Jinping saw that the wine pot was quite large, and could hold at least two pounds, and said, "Not to mention this extremely strong bitter wine, it's just ordinary wine. If I put so much, I'm still drunk after drinking it. If I drink it, I'm afraid I'll be ugly."

Zui Xiang chuckled and said, "Our girl said that the Lord is drunk, how could he get drunk? That day, you were not used to that wine, and the wine had not been diluted. It was so violent that no one could withstand it. Our girls really praised the Lord's alcohol tolerance. It said that ordinary people would get drunk as if they were three cups at most."

Lu Jinping smiled and held the bronze wine glass and found that there was no second wine glass. He then stared at the attic, looking at the dark clouds, saying, "Girl, don't you drink a glass?"

Zuixiang beside her said, "Of course I want to drink it, but the girl said, "I will play the piano for the Lord first, and then drink it with you. Our girls don't drink this kind of wine that has been red from my daughter. She only drinks the original wine. I will go down and get it for her alone."

Lu Jinping nodded and said, "So that's it. This is fine. If I share this pot of wine with the girl, I will not be able to drink it all, hahaha." After that, he picked up the glass of wine, raised his neck and poured it into his mouth.

He was afraid that the bitterness would be like last time, so he poured it directly into the deep part of his throat and did not pass through the front of his tongue. However, this time the bitterness he felt was much lighter than before, and there was a faint sweetness. And this sweetness came after the bitterness, which made people feel a sense of aftertaste and couldn't help but admire it. I thought that since this was the case, it would be okay to cry for a while, and there was no need to drink it like this in the next glass. This wine still had to taste it before it tasted.

Zuixiang knelt diagonally behind Lu Jinping, sitting upright. She could not sit cross-legged with her two masters but stood there with a thorny thorn, so that the master could look up at her, that would be unruly. She could not learn from them to sit cross-legged. This leisure method did not conform to her identity. Therefore, she adopted a very traditional and ancient method of sitting upright on the ground. It can be seen that this girl had received very strict etiquette teachings.

Seeing Lu Jinping drinking the first cup, he nodded slightly, stretched his hands, and held the Yaoqin that was standing horizontally on his knees, playing it.

Lu Jinping originally thought that Ning Ming could play a song like "Ning Ming" under the moon or the mountains and flowing waters with distant artistic conception, but unexpectedly, the sound of the piano was filled with a passionate melody, revealing a killing spirit. It seemed that he heard the sound of swords and swords hitting and shouting to kill. At this moment, the dark clouds pressed down on the top of the attic, as if he was about to crush the city. Looking at the rolling dark clouds from the height of the attic, it happened to be the rendering of the passionate and generous Yaoqin song of Ning Ming, which made Lu Jinping feel swaying. In the intense and intense place, he couldn't help but slapped his thigh and shouted "Okay, he raised his neck and poured a full cup of wine into his stomach, but he didn't eat vegetables, but just listened.

That's it. By the time this song was finished, Lu Jinping couldn't help but drink seven or eight cups, and became a little drunk.

When the song ended, Ningming gently placed the zither in his hand beside him, turned around and looked at Lu Jinping. Lu Jinping couldn't help but cheer again: "Good song! Most of the songs I listened to before were filled with delicacies under the moon, and I had never heard a girl play such a passionate piano sound. It's really a blessing. But I don't know what the name of this song is?"

"Guangling San."

Lu Jinping was surprised and happy when he heard this. Although he was not good at music and had no research on Yaoqin, he was well-known for Guanglings because he knew that this was the eternal sound of ancient songs, which reflected the story of Nie Zheng stabbing King Han. No wonder it was full of swords and swords. I heard that this ancient song was lost later. Guanglingsan, which appeared in later generations, was only compiled by the qin masters from the collected ancient songs in the Qing Dynasty, and it was no longer the original appearance of the ancient song. Today he could hear this song in the Tang Dynasty. It should be an original ancient song, which is really unique.

Lu Jinping exclaimed: "This song is so stern and sounds so refreshingly. What a generous and sad song that is amazing. Come on, come and get wine, I want to invite the girl to drink a drink."

When the maid Zuixiang was listening to the piano in Lu Jinping, she had already quietly gone down to get the wine. She smiled and brought it to her. It was a white jade pot. She added a small white jade cup and poured a full glass, but the wine was green.

The lingling tingting came to Lu Jinping, sat on the ground, picked up the glass of wine, and said to Lu Jinping: "Your Majesty can hear the generous and sad song from this song, and you should be the lingling confidant, respect you!" After that, he drank it all.

Lu Jinping laughed and said, "The girl's song is so passionate and generous. If no one can hear this feeling, then his ears will be just a decoration, hahaha." As he said that, he raised his neck and drank the glass of wine.

Ning Mou shook his head and said, "Many people have heard this song, whether it is played by me or others. If they don't explain it, few people can hear the four words "generous and sad song". At most, it would be fine if they could hear the sound of swords and swords. Therefore, I said that the Lord can feel the artistic conception of the song through the sound of the piano. In addition, the Lord is not good at Yaoqin, which is even more valuable. You should think that Ning Wei is close to your confidant." After that, he stood up and gave a blessing.

Lu Jinping quickly got up and returned the favor, feeling a little proud. In fact, he didn't hear any generous and sad songs from this song, but he had heard the origin of the Guangling song and knew what kind of story this song reflected, so he used this adjective and did not expect to accurately express the artistic conception in it, and suddenly he talked about the heart of Ningming.

Lu Jinping also brought a glass of wine and said, "Miss Ningmou, last time I asked you to investigate the case and extracted some inspection materials for inspection. You did not question or even have any unhappy expressions. Every time I remembered me, I always felt nervous. Because after the inspection, I found that the girl had no connection with this case, so I was overly worried. Here, I apologized to the girl."

After saying that, he drank it all in one go. Ning Mou also drank a glass and said, "Are these cases a bit tricky?"

"Yes, it's very tricky, because this case is very weird, and I don't think it's much like a normal person."

Speaking of this, Lu Jinping looked at Ning Mou, but Ning Mou still looked like a calm face.

Lu Jinping remembered the pair of peony embroidered shoes he had seen in the cabinet before. After drinking, he felt that he had a desire to check it out clearly, but the moment just now was too fast, and he could not confirm whether the shoes were Fengdie's, because the light was a little darker, and the skirt with Ningming blocked his sight. He just turned around for a moment and saw it. Now he saw Ningming's expression, and now there was a new clue in this case. If he didn't find out clearly, it would make him unable to sleep or eat.

But if he said bluntly that I found the deceased's relics in your closet, it would be too abrupt. If he read it wrong, wouldn't it be a rash? It would be better to check it quietly, so that it would not damage the girl's face, but also figure out what was going on? Moreover, if it was really something that Ning Mou did, maybe other physical evidence could be found to solve the case.

Not sure if the power of wine is at work, Lu Jinping decided to take a chance. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!