Chapter 1638 (1/2)
”My husband is going to play the piano...”
”My lord is going to play the piano again... Hurry, go outside the backyard wall and listen!”
”Go together...!”
Chapter 2025
Chapter Two Thousand and Twenty-Five
Just when Zhou Ye was playing the piano to the girls in the backyard...
In the west gate of Jingzhou, there is also a team of people who are riding horses into Jingzhou City.
The first person is a middle-aged man with a mighty appearance and looks quite extraordinary...
No one else, but Changsha prefect, Sun Jian.
Today is the agreed day to visit his daughter. He took his eldest son, Sun Ce, and escorted his wife to visit his little daughter.
In the past, his eldest son, Sun Ce, escorted his wife to come here, but today, he came in person...because he also had something to discuss with Zhou Ye.
From the West Gate to Zhou Ye’s Governor’s Mansion, one must pass through the backyard wall of Zhou Ye's Governor's Mansion...
When Sun Jian's team came to the edge of the backyard of the Cishi Mansion, they saw a lot of people standing or sitting under the high wall of the backyard at this moment.
In this crowd, there are males, females, old and young... but they are not all the same, but their intoxicating expressions...
”Why do these people gather here?” Sun Jian asked in confusion.
”Father handsome, today it must be General Zhou Yaxing who has risen again, playing the piano in the back garden for fun!!” After all, Sun Ce has been here many times, so he knows more about things here than his father...” Every time General Zhou played the piano, under the fence of the backyard, there would always be a lot of elegant people and strangers who listened to the piano for fun...not surprising!”
”Sure enough...” At this time, Sun Jian also heard the faint sound of the guqin... The sound of the piano was like a natural sound. Hearing the sound of the piano, he seemed to be in a quiet mountain forest. The mountain stream was gurgling and the birds were singing. The sound is endless...intoxicating...”This song should only be in the sky...!”
Perhaps it was because Sun Jian's voice was a bit too loud... the people who were listening to the nature with their eyes closed in the corner glared at him.
Seeing the expressions of these people, Sun Jian suddenly felt embarrassed. He hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed his hands and made an apology... Then lowered his voice and said to his son: ”Let’s go quickly and go into the backyard to listen to Boyang’s Tian Lai Zhi Zhi Go...”
Sun Ce looked at his father's somewhat embarrassed appearance, and forced a smile, and said, ”Yes, handsome father!”
Everyone rode their horses around the courtyard wall and walked towards the front entrance of the Cishi Mansion.
At this time, in the corner of the wall, a thin middle-aged man was holding a 16 or 7-year-old girl in his hand, standing by and listening to the sound of the piano inside the wall...
When he saw Sun Jian's team passing by, he pulled up the girl beside him and said, ”Let's go, ugly...we're afraid we won't have to listen!”
”Why? Daddy?” The girl's delicate eyesight looked like a beauty, but she was called a ugly child, which was speechless.
”The frame that just passed is Sun Jian, the prefect of Changsha...” The middle-aged man chuckled and whispered: ”He came here, there must be something important to find Zhou Boyang...Today, I'm afraid I can't have fun!”
”Daddy's words are bad. Daughter Guan that Sun Jian seems to have stopped listening to General Zhou's piano just now. Obviously he also knows the rhythm. I guess he will not disturb General Zhou's Yaxing... So, my daughter guesses that Dad can still be Have fun!” The girl smiled at her father after she finished talking.
”Forget it... just listen to you, and see if I can really listen to it today!” The middle-aged man obviously loves his daughter very much. After hearing his daughter's words, he stops and continues to listen to the beautiful piano sound in the wall...
The song ends...
”I really don't know who wrote this song. The artistic conception is long and elegant and popular...” The middle-aged man sighed, ”I really want to go in and find Zhou Boyang to take a look at the piano score!”
”Hehe...” Upon hearing her father's words, the girl smiled slightly: ”Then why didn't father go in and ask General Zhou for it?”