Chapter 176 Tiger Sniffing Flowers
Chapter 176 Tiger Sniffing Flowers (There will be another chapter later)
After Shen Qingjun finished playing the song, she looked at Zhang Yu.
"This piece of music is called 'Yellow Bird Flying Over the Forest' and was composed by Jiang Kui during the Song Dynasty."
Seeing that Zhang Yu carried a flute bag with him, she guessed that he was also someone who understood her.
"The Qin Zheng plays a unique tune, the jade pillar plays a clear song, the strings break in accordance with the highs and lows, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers."
Shen Qingjun stood up from the zither, walked to the tea table and sat down, smiling, "Thank you for the compliment, Master Zhang. Although my last name is Shen, I dare not compare myself with Shen Yinhou."
Zhang Yu asked curiously, "Who did Miss Shen learn to play the zither from?"
"I learned basic fingering at the Music Bureau when I was young. A few years ago, Saint Aunt also learned the piano and hired a famous teacher. I followed her and formally learned more than a dozen songs. I got a little understanding of the essence of music, but I was far from her talent. Saint Aunt learned faster than me and knew more than 30 songs at that time."
It can be heard from Shen Qingjun's words that she has great admiration for Ren Yingying.
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "Ms. Ren is still so elegant."
Shen Qingjun could tell from his tone that he was somewhat disapproving of Ren Yingying, and subconsciously said, "The Saint Lady admires Young Master Zhang very much..."
Zhang Yu looked at Shen Qingjun and said with a smile, "Are you going to recruit me for her?"
Shen Qingjun said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, Saint Lady has been kind to me, but I have never thought of using you for her."
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Miss Ren is not at Blackwood Cliff, and those who are in dispute with her may come to disturb us. If Miss Shen wants to leave Qianhonglou, I can go and talk to Master Shangguan."
Shen Qingjun was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I am here, and I can be of the greatest use to Saint Aunt. It would be inconvenient if I went to Luoyang."
Zhang Yu did not persuade him any more, put down his teacup, and said, "It's good that you know what's going on."
Everyone has his own path to take and his own love to repay. It is both a shackle and a part of life.
A maidservant in green came in, half of her face was completely swollen. She was wrapping a boiled egg in a handkerchief and rolling it on her face. This was a folk remedy to invigorate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but it was difficult to produce an immediate effect.
Zhang Yu found her pitiful appearance so adorable that he couldn't help laughing.
Cui Er said aggrievedly: "Mr. Zhang, you are still laughing at me..."
Zhang Yu waved his hand and said, "Cui'er, come here. I'll massage you."
Cui Er was slightly stunned. She looked at Zhang Yu, then at her young lady, and thought to herself, "Mr. Zhang is a serious man. How could he suddenly become so frivolous? It's not that I can't do that. Not to mention that he just saved the young lady, but his handsome appearance is rare in the world. I'm just afraid that the young lady will be unhappy."
Shen Qingjun chuckled and said, "Cui'er, why don't you come over? Don't let Master Zhang down."
"Ah."
The little maidservant in green quickly walked up to Zhang Yu, with her plump little chest puffed out and her eyes closed, as if to say 'you can rub it, don't be polite'.
Zhang Yu raised his right hand, gathered a ball of Bei Ming Zhen Qi in his palm, covered her face with it, and rubbed it gently. The bruises and swelling melted and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. After only a moment, she was almost healed.
"kindness……"
The little maid in green shirt just felt itchy on her face, which was very comfortable. She couldn't help but hum softly.
"The Dragon-Catching and Acupressure-Pressing Hands" was derived from the royal massage techniques, which are good at promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Cui'er reached out and touched her face, and it didn't hurt at all. She felt shy and happy, and hurriedly thanked Zhang Yu.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Cui'er hurried to the door and asked several times, but the visitor did not reveal his identity and just kept knocking on the door.
"Dong dong!"
Cui'er looked at Shen Qingjun, and when she saw her nod, she opened the door.
"Taohong...why are you here?"
The woman whispered, "I'm here to give you some blood-dissolving ointment."
Cui Er was a little surprised. She couldn't understand why the other party had the nerve to come to her house after doing something like that? Could he just pretend nothing had happened?
Cui Er said coldly: "Leave, you are not welcome here."
Taohong lowered her head and stood motionless outside the door. She was holding a small paper bag in her hand, her face full of regret and guilt.
Cui'er was about to close the door when she saw Shen Qingjun half-lift the beaded curtain and come out. She walked to the door, took the pack of blood-dissolving ointment, and said, "I'll accept it for Cui'er."
Tao Hong looked up at the courtesan Shen, tears welling in her eyes, and said with great guilt: "Sister Shen, I... I was blinded by my own greed for a moment and followed those people to make trouble... I forgot how good you were to me..."
Shen Qingjun chuckled and said, "I know you have no ill intentions, I don't blame you."
Tao Hong nodded fiercely and said, "Yes, I have no ill intentions. In fact, I am also worried that Sister Shen will be bullied by that beast."
Shen Qingjun smiled and said, "You can go back first. I have guests here."
"Sister Shen has guests..."
Taohong pretended to look inside, but her view was blocked by the pearl curtain. She couldn't help feeling disappointed. She didn't know what kind of guest was sitting inside that could make Liu Rong so scared. She thought to herself that she would ask someone about it after returning. It would be great if the guest could become her benefactor.
Cui Er said coldly: "Why don't you leave?"
Tao Hong reluctantly withdrew her gaze: "I'm leaving, leaving right away."
Cui Er slammed the door shut and said to Shen Qingjun, "Miss, you must not trust her. Don't you know how hurtful Tao Hong's words were before?" Shen Qingjun smiled and said, "I know everything."
Cui Er was surprised and asked, "Miss, did you hear it in your room too?"
Shen Qingjun shook his head and said, "I didn't hear it, but I guessed it."
"Miss, your guess is correct."
Cui'er smiled foolishly, happy that her young lady was not deceived by Taohong.
"Silly girl, it's not that my guess is accurate, but that's just how human nature is."
Shen Qingjun knew better than anyone that Taohong's apology at this time might be a little sincere, but it did not stop her from continuing to hope for bad luck for her. She accepted the gift only to ask her not to do something stupid that would destroy herself and the other party.
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. Although Shen Qingjun didn't know martial arts, she was well versed in worldly affairs. Maybe if he hadn't stayed, she would have been able to deal with Liu Rong.
He finished his last cup of tea and stood up to say goodbye.
"Mr. Zhang, if you are free, you can come and sit here."
"Okay, if I have time, I will definitely come and ask you for advice on piano skills."
Shen Qingjun looked at Zhang Yu's departing back and recited the last two lines of Shen Yinhou's poem quietly.
"To hear her voice lingering in the air is useless, but to know she is as beautiful as jade."
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In the White Tiger Hall in the west of the city, inside the Tiger Roaring Hall.
The painting on the wall in the hall was originally of a famous artist, depicting a tiger climbing a mountain. After Shangguan Yun became the head of the hall, he immediately changed it to a painting of a tiger sniffing a flower.
The white-fronted tiger strolls leisurely in the woods, turns sideways and looks back, putting its nose close to the cluster of wild flowers. The ferocious and violent tiger and the calm and delicate flowers achieve a very subtle harmony on the snow-white rice paper.
"You have been in charge of Qianhonglou for nine years?"
Shangguan Yun stood up from the armchair, wearing an elegant purple robe with cloud patterns. Holding a teacup, he walked to the painting and dusted off the scroll.
Among the leading figures of the Sun and Moon Sect, only Shangguan Yun can earn the title of "hero" in the martial arts world. Only with great wisdom can he keep a balance in the midst of swords and spears.
"My Lord, it is nine years and seven months."
Yang Jinhua from Qianhonglou stood in the hall with a sad face.
Shangguan Yunduan sipped his tea and said in a deep voice, "You remember the time clearly, but since you are an old man in the hall, why are you so confused about important matters?"
"Yang Lianting and Miss Ren have been fighting for many years, and there is no winner. I am trying to avoid them as much as possible."
"How dare you get involved? You almost dragged the entire White Tiger Hall into the water."
Yang Jinhua's eyes were red, and he knelt down tremblingly: "Tong Yukang threatened me with my son, I really can't do anything."
Shangguan Yun sneered, "You are not the only one in the Divine Religion who has a son. If you use this excuse, then anyone whose family is arrested can be considered apostate. Besides, Xu Chong is also the Vice-Master of the Divine Religion. If Tong Yukang really dares to harm him without reason, won't I stand up for you?"
Shangguan Yun was right, but what was the point of waiting for him to make the decision?
She didn't dare gamble with her son's life.
Yang Jinhua said, "I was wrong. I have nothing to say. I am willing to be punished. I only hope that Master Shangguan will take care of Chong'er for the sake of our friendship over the years."
Shangguan Yun was originally extremely angry, seeing the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and the traces of time that could not be concealed even with makeup. Because of her late husband's relationship, she joined the Divine Religion at an early age and had considerable experience, but she did not know any martial arts. She had suffered all kinds of hardships in the martial arts world, so naturally she aged faster than ordinary people.
"How many nine years can a person live? Miss Yang has become Mother Yang. I don't want to punish you according to the hall rules again, but this will not be the first time. Otherwise... don't blame me for not remembering my friendship with Brother Xu."
Yang Jinhua immediately knelt down and thanked him, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. After this incident, I am ashamed to continue to manage Qianhonglou. Please choose another wise man."
Shangguan Yun shook his head and said, "Want to throw away the hot potato? Not yet. Qianhonglou must have you."
Yang Jinhua looked sad and asked, "Sir, what should we do next?"
"Business as usual."
Shangguan Yun spread out his palm, and the bowl of tea rested steadily in his palm. He said with a little pride: "I will treat everyone equally. I will not help anyone, and I will not offend anyone."
"Sir, hasn't Miss Ren already lost her power?"
Yang Jinhua agreed to Tong Yukang this time, not only because he was threatened, but also because he felt that the wind direction of the Divine Cult had changed again. Ren Yingying was imprisoned in Luoyang by the Eastern Cult Leader and was not allowed to return to the headquarters, so it seemed that there was no hope for her to turn things around.
Shangguan Yun sneered, "What do you know? Ren Yingying left, and Xiang Wentian came back. Whether they lose power or not depends on the Dongfang Sect Leader's thoughts. Nothing else can tell. Even if they lose power today, it is normal for them to gain power tomorrow."
"No matter how much fun Yang Lianting has, he is just a little eunuch who has risen to power thanks to the leader's appreciation. The Saint Lady is the legitimate first-in-line successor to the Divine Religion."
Yang Jinhua said: "Sir, I understand."
"You should go back to Qianhonglou and remember to comfort Shen Qingjun. She is Ren Yingying's lover and now Zhang Yu is involved. It seems that she is not an ordinary person. Baihutang has protected her for eight years. There is no need to make enemies instead of doing a favor."
Yang Jinhua left feeling relieved.
Shangguan Yun stood alone in the hall, looking at the painting of "Tiger Sniffing Flowers", and thought to himself.
"The situation of the Divine Religion is murky and unclear. The Eastern Religion Master has been in seclusion for many years and has not been concerned with worldly affairs. Occasionally, a few words are passed outside, and they are also passed through the close ministers around him, making it like a guessing game. But who can guarantee that they can guess what he is thinking? If you are not careful, you will be ruined in the blink of an eye."
(End of this chapter)