Han Miaoyi not only has great piano skills, but also plays the pipa.
Zhao Xun had not heard such a beautiful song for a long time, and he was so mesmerized.
After playing a piece of music, the lingering sound lingers.
Zhao Xun nodded and praised: "This song can only be heard in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world."
Han Miaoyi said a little shyly: "Zhao Lang was so complimentary."
Rather than saying that they are courtesans and drinkers, the two of them are close friends.
Zhao Xun is not only good at composing poetry, but also at music.
Zhao Xun could hear many of the small details that Han Miaoyi deliberately added.
This is not easy.
"Please make a pot of tea for Mr. Zhao."
I saw Han Miaoyi solemnly taking out a tea set and slowly making tea.
As an oiran, one must not only be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also be involved in elegant things such as tea art and flower arrangement.
You don’t have to be proficient, but you must understand.
If you don't understand, you may be looked down upon by your guests and considered a vulgar person.
Zhao Xun was sweating.
When it comes to talent, Han Miaoyi is not inferior to him at all, and is even better than him.
This is really a typical example of having too many skills but not being too busy. Sure enough, no matter what era you are in, if you want to do well, you have to be a slash youth.
While making tea, Han Miaoyi took the initiative to ask: "Mr. Xu, what are you worried about? Telling me may not help you, but it can help you feel at ease."
Han Miaoyi's attitude made Zhao Xun, who was originally as tense as clockwork, let out a long sigh of relief.
"I'm searching for a person who comes from the Western Regions, but the existing clues are not enough for me to understand this person."
Naturally, Zhao Xun could not tell Han Miaoyi all the details of Princess Xuanhuai's case, but he could pick out a clue.
"Western Region?"
Han Miaoyi was startled at first, then smiled and said: "If Zhao Lang wants to ask about something related to the Western Regions, why not go to He Guangjun and try it?"
"Wako-kun?"
Zhao Xun showed doubts on his face.
He searched his memory carefully, but still couldn't find any fragments related to He Guangjun.
"What does this person do?"
"It is said that Lord Heguang's ancestors moved from the Western Regions and were from a prominent family. Lord Heguang knows the affairs of the Western Regions very well. The first thing those caravans from the Western Regions do after settling in Chang'an City is to visit Lord Heguang."
Zhao Xun couldn't help but become interested after hearing this.
From this point of view, this Waguang-kun is really something.
There are many barbarians who migrated from the Western Regions in Chang'an City. How many of them can have such influence as He Guangjun?
The first thing all Hu merchants do when they come to Chang'an City is to come to him to pay homage to the dock. The treatment is not much different from that of the emperor.
Such a person must know the Western Regions very well.
Anyway, for Zhao Xun, now that he has reached a deadlock, he might as well try his luck with He Guangjun.
Maybe there will be a breakthrough?
"Where does this Wako-kun live?"
"Xishi Mojieju."
"Western Market?"
Zhao Xun was completely surprised.
Generally speaking, the West Market is a market for bulk transactions.
Except for those workshops with shops in front and factories behind, few people would build their residences in the West Market. After all, it is too noisy here.
"Yes, this Mojie Residence can be regarded as a scene in the Western Market. It occupies a very large area and is completely in the style of the Western Regions."
Han Miaoyi explained: "Probably He Guangjun's ancestors were nostalgic for the good times in the Western Regions, so they built such a mansion in Chang'an City."
interesting.
Zhao Xun became more and more interested.
He had a hunch that this Mr. Waguang was a wonderful person.
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A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Zhao Xun washed and dressed under Han Miaoyi's service, and left Sanjiang Pavilion alone.
When parting, Zhao Xun promised to see Han Miaoyi after a while.
Han Huakui stood in the attic and watched Zhao Xun leave from a distance.
This man is really extraordinary and interesting.
But can the two really come together?
Han Miaoyi didn't know, but she decided to give it a try, even if she didn't get the chance in the end, she wouldn't regret it.
After Zhao Xun left Sanjiang Pavilion, he rode to the West Market.
The West Market covers an extremely large area, several times the size of an ordinary market.
Zhao Xun didn't know the specific location of Mojieju in the West Market, so he could only go to the square gate of the West Market first and then inquire.
What surprised him was that when Zhao Xun asked anyone casually, the passerby could clearly point out the location of Mojieju.
Zhao Xun couldn't help but lament that the former Mr. Zhao lived a life of sunshine, spring and snow, which was too ungrounded.
Of course, if it weren't for investigating the case, he might never have any interaction with this Mr. Waguang.
Destiny is such a coincidence sometimes.
Mojie is located in the heart of Xishi City and has a very advantageous geographical location.
Zhao Xun went straight along the path and saw a very conspicuous set of Western Region-style buildings from a distance.
With its round dome and white walls, this style is indeed very different from other buildings in Chang'an City.
This ancestor of Heguang Jun was indeed very courageous and dared to stand out among such a unified style.
However, this also proves from the side that Chang'an City is tolerant and can tolerate such an existence that breaks away from the unified style.
Zhao Xun calmed down and strode towards Mojie Residence.
When he came to the gate, Zhao Xun raised his hands to the guard and said, "The bad guy Zhao Xun wants to visit Lord He Guang. Please let me know."
The reason why he chose to name the bad guy was, firstly, to be honest, and secondly, to tell Waguang-kun not to refuse.
After all, bad people still have a lot of privileges, and walking sideways in the West Market is almost the same.
Lord Heguang is obviously a businessman. As a businessman, it is impossible for him to have a tense relationship with people in the government.
So as long as Zhao Xun reports the name of the bad guy, no matter whether He Guangjun wants to see him or not, he will eventually have to choose to see him.
Sure enough, when the guard heard that Zhao Xun was a bad person, his attitude immediately became much more respectful.
He asked Zhao Xun to wait for a moment, then turned and entered the mansion to report.
Zhao Xun is not in a hurry. This mansion seems to have magical powers, allowing people to close their eyes and cultivate in peace.
For Zhao Xun, the normal rhythm is really too fast, and it is a good experience to be able to slow down.
After about a cup of tea, the guard left and returned.
He bowed to Zhao Xun very respectfully, and then made a gesture of invitation with one arm.
"My lord, please follow me."
Zhao Xun nodded slightly, then followed the guard into the center of Mojie with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he entered this mansion, Zhao Xun felt as if he had entered a different world.
The architectural style and garden style here are so unique.
Different from any kind of Eastern gardens or Western gardens, this is a kind of beauty between the two, a kind of hybrid fusion beauty.
Zhao Xun could not help but slow down as his eyes were dazzled.
The guard didn't rush him and deliberately slowed down his pace.
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