There is naturally a special product of the famous city-Oleoresin.
In order to maintain the efficiency of practicing sword, Chen Shaobai bought nearly 50 pieces at a time in luxury.
This year, the three osmanthus trees in the city are growing and declining, and the price of fruits is also rising. This mere 50 osmanthus trees are worth 152 silver.
Fortunately, that store is big enough for the owner to have a broad vision and know the silver ticket of Wanjilou. Otherwise, Chen Shaobai will go back to the quadrangle to withdraw money.
However, then a weapons shop bought Sun Kai’s famous sword at the same price of 1520, which made the family’s property pick up a lot again.
"After Sun Kai cut off the sword, I tried to figure out his posture at night. Now I feel that fencing has shown a lot of J: ng. At this rate, I can break through into a swordsman in a few years, right?"
Look at a more beautiful and moving Miao language piano next to Chen Shaobai’s thoughts.
"Too much shopping today. Let’s go home?"
Looking at Chen Shaobai’s hand, the two heavy-pocketed Miao Yuqin knew that her fiance would not let her own things, so she kindly suggested.
"Don’t worry, I still haven’t bought anything. In other words, I’ve always wanted to see what heptachord looks like. It’s better to bump into Ri now and have a look!"
Chen Shaobai hooked up two packages, which looked like a spare capacity.
Miao Yuqin was able to inherit his grandfather’s medical skills completely. Naturally, a wise man penetrated Chen Shaobai’s true heart at a glance, so his face turned reddish and he no longer refused to "Well, I listen to you."
The Lille Pavilion, which sells heptachord, is also located in the street of north city City. Although there are many people here, they arrived at their destination in half an hour.
Chen Shaobai, who has just arrived in the attic, will have to observe its appearance in the future. A piano sound will come out in generate, just like the strongest note of heaven and earth resounding through the whole attic, which makes pedestrians stop and listen involuntarily.
Chen Shaobai and Miao Yuqin are no exception.
Later, the piano player did not disappoint, and the low and gentle sound of the piano slowly rose like a rough wave. Although the tune was beautiful and high, there was a sonorous sound. Listening to this minor, Chen Shaobai seemed to hear the story of an neglected woman who gradually became a arrogant person by her own efforts.
Mulan from another world?
Chen Shaobai’s eyes lit up. "Although I don’t know much about the piano, this pianist should come from three big families and she has a big name now. What do you think?"
At this time, the tone suddenly became muffled and low.
Miao Yuqin didn’t answer him directly for the first time, and there was a little confusion in her big watery eyes. "This elder sister is obsessed with kendo and wants to improve her position with swordsmanship, but … why does she feel confused?"
The little girl said that her voice was extremely low, even a little deep red between the eyebrows dimmed a lot, but Chen Shaobai’s extraordinary hearing was caught by him without falling to the ground, and she couldn’t help secretly losing heart.
"That is to say in Boya period? No, it feels even worse. This is already a mind-reading category, right? Or … J and ng god chain? "
The fiancee’s reaction made Chen Shaobai more interested in the piano player who had never been masked, so he took a weak little hand. "Don’t be silly, don’t you want to see what your little sister looks like?"
"But …" The perennial career of a don’t go out for a long time allowed Miao Yuqin to refuse to communicate with strangers, but she was already holding hands and walking downstairs by Chen Shaobai in the middle of her words.
……
There are two women in the piano hall on the second floor of Ritual Pavilion.
One of them, dressed as a maid, looks low and smooth, but her eyes never leave the other woman for half an hour.
Surveillance means more than care.
A slender y and n is soft, but it sounds like a Chinese sound. From then on, the population said, "It’s getting late for Miss Er, it’s time to go back to Chen’s house."
That’s right! Another woman is Chen Mengxuan, Miss Chen Jiaer of Muxi City.
At the moment, Chen Mengxuan is still wearing an apricot skirt. Two months ago, it didn’t seem that there was much difference. She sat in a square armchair with colorful patterns, and a pair of jade hands fiddled with the strings back and forth, turning a deaf ear to what her maid said.
"I was born in a side room, and my mother died young and was discriminated against, so I decided to practice sword at the age of"
"Ri, practice at night, practice J and jīng diligently, and you will become a swordsman in twelve days."
The tune gradually became impassioned
"Miss Er, it’s getting late."
The pronunciation se of handmaid’s words is much more angry than before.
Her words are still regarded in exchange.
Chen Mengxuan was fascinated to think of the slightly aloof hunter boy who was killed by Chen Wei two months ago, and then to think of Chen Weiren’s death in a sword fight yesterday.
"The road of a murderer killing swordsmanship is really much more difficult than writing … and because of practicing swordsmanship, Auntie has placed an eyeliner beside me. Almost everything is controlled by people. Do I really want to continue practicing?"
"It’s hard to regain fencing once you practice it for three years and lose it for three days."
"My qualifications are usually dependent on diligence to get to the present. Can I really achieve the freedom of the swordsman after Ri?"
The sound of the piano suddenly turned low and became like a deep girl’s throat
Chen Mengxuan’s piano skills are very skillful. His eyes looked blankly at the front, but he didn’t stop manually.
Suddenly, a young man dressed in white and wearing a bronze sword came into view. In her eyes, the young man looked like a hunter who was killed by Chen Wei two months ago, and there was almost no difference.