Upper Yuan Night, Old Rain Building.
Five months ago, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the opening poem of the Shuidiao Getou stunned Jiangning. Some people even said that after this work, it would be difficult for anyone to write another Mid-Autumn Festival poem in the Jiangning poetry competitions in the following years. Up until now, this Bright Moon Will Appear was still frequently sung in various banquets and gatherings. Five months of time was not enough to dilute the shock that this poem brought. As time passed, it would only spread more and more. Even in places like Tokyo and Yangzhou, this poem was frequently sung and its reputation flourished. However, as time passed, the initial discussions about the composer in Jiangning gradually faded away. There had been no news for too long. Even if there were speculations or negative comments about the other party plagiarism, after a few times, there was no longer any mood to discuss.
Even on upper Yuan Night, when Puyang Yi, Su Chonghua and the others mentioned Ning Yi, it was only a small discussion. If it was a topic to be discussed with everyone, it would be meaningless. You could say that he was a hermit, a madman. Anyway, he taught all day and didn't care about you. Because of this, when these people went to the window and looked out, most people still didn't understand what was going on. On the other side, Qi Lan and the others had just finished a song and dance. At this time, she was sitting there resting and chatting happily with a few scholars. When she noticed the situation here, she quietly asked the people around her.
The entire gathering place was in such a situation. After whispering for a while, someone came over. "It seems that Ning Yi, Ning Liheng is downstairs right now."
"Ning Liheng of the Shuidiao Getou?"
"The Puyang family even invited this person?"
"That Su family only runs a cloth business. The Puyang family is the richest in Jiangning. How could they not give face? But... I heard that this person is fishing for fame..."
"It's true that he doesn't participate in these kinds of gatherings. But I heard that his way of talking is very magnanimous..."
As the crowd discussed in low voices, Qi Lan only smiled and listened. She'd also sung the words "Shuidiao Getou" many times, but in this kind of gathering, it was naturally impossible for her to reveal the curiosity in her heart. She only followed along with the words of the people beside her and occasionally glanced over at Pu Yangyi.
By the window, Su Chonghua and the others had already recognized Ning Yi below. Xue Jin smiled. "If that isn't Xiaochan, who else could it be? That's Liheng in front." Puyang Yi looked towards Su Chonghua. Su Chonghua smiled. Su Chonghua. Su Chonghua and Su Chonghua. Su Chonghua. Su Chonghua looked.
Xue Jin stuck his head out to take a look. "I don't know what they're doing. Ask him to come up." Wu Qihao said, "It looks like something's up." As they spoke like this, Pu Yangyi also pondered for a time. After a moment, Su Chonghua actually laughed and said, "Since it just so happens to be the time, there's no harm in calling him over. How long can it be during the night? It's nothing more than strolling around …"
Su Chonghua was Ning Yi's immediate superior. Only when he said this did Pu Yangyi come to a decision. Seeing that Xue Jin seemed to want to directly call for someone, he promptly said, "How can it be like this? How can it be like this? With Brother Ning's talent and learning, I will naturally personally invite him. Everyone, please wait a moment." Wu Qihao said, "I will go with you."
Both of them excused themselves to the people around them. Then, they pushed the door open and went downstairs. For a moment, the hall was filled with whispers about what would happen when Ning Yi came. Various speculations about Ning Yi's talent and knowledge surfaced once again at this moment. Xue Jin sneered. He said a few words to a few acquaintances around him. Then, he looked at Su Chonghua with slight puzzlement. What the hell is this old thing up to … Su Chonghua did not have a good impression of him. He cupped his hands and returned to his seat. Then, he started chatting with Li Pin, who was watching from the side with a smile …
*****
"Son-in-law ~ got ~ lost ~! Son-in-law ~ couldn't ~ be ~ found! "
In the atrium downstairs, Xiaochan spoke in a cadence as if she was singing. There was a hint of schadenfreude in her tone. However, it was mostly because she was relieved that Ning Yi could not find the female thief. Along the way, she could not tie her handbag properly. So, she decided to tear off the other side of her handbag as well. Her hair fell into two elegant braids. As she walked, her braids swayed. She still looked like an obedient and sensible maidservant.
Ning Yi knew what was on her mind. At this moment, he smiled and turned around. Xiaochan thought that the son-in-law was going to reach out and mess up her hair again. She gently pulled on her two braids and hurriedly took a few steps back. She pursed her lips and smiled happily. "Who said that I lost her?"
"Son-in-law just lost her."
Xiaochan replied with a smile again. Ning Yi rolled his eyes. "Let's wait and see." He then looked towards a certain direction.
In reality, he really did not lose her. It was just that he understood Xiaochan's worries. Since she was happy that he lost her, then it was best to let her think so. At this moment, the atmosphere in the restaurant was lively. It seemed that everyone was celebrating and happy. However, there were many details that could not escape Ning Yi's observation.
Following the pursuit of some people from the Liewu Army, according to the possible escape route of the female thief and the distribution of the soldiers from the Liewu Army, he and Xiaochan should have been following behind and not far behind. There was a layer of snow on the back wall of the old building that had collapsed abnormally. In front of the main entrance, there were two soldiers from the Liewu Army who were negotiating with the guards of the restaurant. At this moment, they were allowed to enter. Just now, when Ning Yi and Xiaochan went around half a circle, they noticed that a room that looked like a storeroom or a lounge seemed to have been forcefully opened. Ning Yi purposely found a manservant and said a few words to let him pay attention to the situation over there. At this moment, the manservant also seemed to be talking to a manager in a panic. He was holding something red in his hand.
It could be a piece of blood-stained cloth, or it could be the entire bloody clothes that had been replaced. However, when encountering such an incident, it was not good for the restaurant to report it to the authorities or do anything else before they had a better understanding of the situation. The most important thing was that they were afraid that making a fuss over nothing would ruin their business tonight. Not to mention that the people here did not know about the Vermilion Bird Avenue or the Flying Swallow Pavilion, even if they knew that it was an assassin, as long as it had nothing to do with them, they could let her leave on her own. If the yamen runners and army were called over, not only would tonight's business be ruined, but they might also be blackmailed in the end. Therefore, for the time being, the restaurant could only investigate on its own and be on high alert.
After the two members of the Liewu Army, another two members came in from the door. They were paying attention to the surroundings for any suspicious signs. The steward of the restaurant also called a few people over and gave them some instructions. Then, these people who were dressed as manservants also dispersed. They were also quietly investigating the inside of the restaurant for any abnormalities. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Ning Yi only needed to follow behind these people to observe the situation and quietly be the oriole.
Ever since he had heard about the magic of Qigong and Inner Force, Ning Yi had always wanted to see it. After more than half a year, he finally saw someone who seemed to have real skills, so he absolutely would not let it go. It was hard to say what would happen next, but as long as there was a chance, he would always be able to think of a way, so he just had to adapt to the situation. However, he did not expect that when he was on the way from the first floor to the second floor, he, who claimed to be the oriole, would be blocked by two hunters who were completely out of his calculations.
"Brother Ning, Xiaochan, what a coincidence." When they came down from the stairs, the first person to greet them at the corner was Wu Qihao, whom he had met once before. Then, another young man also cupped his hands and greeted them, "Brother Liheng, it's an honor to meet you. I am Puyang Yi." This was the first time they met, but he had heard of his name. He was the successor of the Puyang family.
After Wu Qihao introduced and exchanged greetings, only then did Ning Yi know that there was another Puyuan Poetry Meet being held upstairs. He naturally did not plan to go, "Sorry, sorry, I still have important matters to attend to, so it's inconvenient for me to go to the poetry meet. Both of you are so kind …" Before he could finish his polite words, Wu Qihao had already taken his hand intimately and put on a warm and heroic attitude, "Since you are here, how can you not go up and have a seat? I see that you are about to go up as well. Could it be that you have an invitation upstairs as well? Haha, there is no harm in this matter. Let Brother Puyang send someone up to inform us. Moreover, Mountain Elder Su, Li Pin, Li Dexin, and the others are all present at the poetry meet. Everyone admires your talent, so it is not the way to make friends if you do not enter … Brother Puyang, just go and show your face. If you really have urgent matters to attend to and have to leave first, everyone will understand. Haha, speaking of which, Brother Puyang has also been thinking about this for a long time … "
Wu Qihao intimately pulled Ning Yi upstairs, while Puyang Yi was cultured and refined, speaking appropriately. The poetry meet was on the side of the second floor. Since Ning Yi had already gone upstairs, he really could not refuse. He looked back and saw that Xiaochan was also bouncing happily. When he glanced at her, she immediately pursed her lips and made her expression more reserved, blinking her eyes innocently.
This girl …
It was easy to see through Xiaochan's thoughts at a glance. He turned his head and looked into the hall. Impressively, Xue Jin's smiling face was among them. In the past six months, he had interacted with Elder Qin and the others, and he had seen many things himself. If it was just a small occasion, it would not be a problem. However, this was really not the time. He looked back at the position of the few blue-robed soldiers, and then looked around at the situation of the group of manservants in the building, and frowned slightly.
Then, there were all kinds of small talk and greetings. Among the dozens of scholars present, there were few that he had an impression of, and many that he did not. The only ones he really knew were Li Pin, Xue Jin, Su Chonghua, and the others. After Puyang Yi introduced him, the famous courtesan Qi Lan also stood up and bowed to him, saying things like "I have long heard of young master's great name". This girl was about 18 or 19 years old, and she was quite beautiful. Ning Yi only cupped his hands and said, "Nice to meet you."
"I really have important matters to attend to, so I cannot stay for long today. Everyone …"
The opportunity was fleeting … Although it could not be considered an opportunity, for Ning Yi, chatting with such a group of scholars, discussing poetry, and even participating in these low-level intrigues, how could it compare to martial arts? Ning Yi was not a romantic who wanted to break through the limits of human beings. If he really wanted to pursue strength, he more or less understood the training methods of the special forces in the army. It was not impossible for him to go all out and train a body of Hard Qigong. It was just that he had seen too many things. There were things that existed in ancient times, and there were things that existed a thousand years later. The only thing he had not seen was this so-called inner force. He immediately opened his mouth to take his leave. Before he finished speaking, someone else spoke.
"Young Master Ning is talented. That day at the Pu Garden Poetry Gathering, he amazed everyone with his Shuidiao Song. Today is the Shangyuan Festival, and the Puyang Family is also holding a poetry gathering. Why doesn't Young Master Ning leave behind a masterpiece for us to talk about in the future? It will be our honor. "
"That's right. If Young Master Ning leaves behind another masterpiece, it will definitely be a good story in the future."
This was a naked challenge. Ning Yi frowned slightly, "Another day, I really have something to do today."
"If you have something urgent, you can tell us. We might be able to help Brother Ning."
"That's right. A gentleman is magnanimous. If Brother Ning really has something urgent, you can say it."
Then someone whispered, "Could it be that this person is looking down on us …"
"He's too arrogant …"
"I'm afraid the rumors are true …"
His voice was not loud, but it was just enough to reach everyone's ears. In the front seats, Qi Lan watched everything as a bystander. She knew that the Puyang Family was desperate for talents. This Ning Yi's reputation had been ambiguous from the beginning, but Puyang Yi still had hope for him. After all, there were too many people fishing for fame in this group. If the other party was really talented, then it would be a great gain to rope him in. But based on the current situation, it seemed that there would not be such a good thing. Looking at Ning Yi's expression, she quietly frowned and sighed.
Ning Yi tilted his head and looked out of the window. Two men in blue were passing by the opposite corridor. Before they could turn back, Xue Jin suddenly jumped out and blocked his view.
"Brother Ning, let this little brother speak a few words of justice. This is your fault." Xue Jin smiled happily, "That Shui Diao Getou on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is enough to prove that Brother Ning, you have great talent. At today's gathering, when everyone mentioned your name just now, they all sincerely admire you and praise you endlessly. There are also people outside who say that Brother Ning, you are fishing for fame and that Shui Diao Getou is only plagiarism. I have never believed that. Today, when we were talking about you, you came. This is something destined by the heavens, it is fate! I also know that a good poem cannot be casually written. Brother Ning, you can also stay here for a while. When you have some inspiration, you can casually compose a poem. It doesn't have to be a wonderful poem like Shui Diao Getou. As long as you have a poem, next time I meet someone on the street who uses this to criticize Brother Ning, I will definitely slap him! Call a dozen or twenty servants and beat him up! Take him to the yamen and sue him for slandering others. Ask the prefectural magistrate to torment him! Haha, isn't that great! "
Xue Jin danced with joy as he spoke. Ning Yi watched his performance and laughed.
"In short, we are at the age where we can enjoy ourselves. Today, all the wise brothers are here, and Qi Lan is here to accompany us. What urgent matter could there be? If there is really an urgent matter, I will bear all the losses! If you want to apologize, I will accompany you to ask for forgiveness, right? "
After he said this, on the other side, among the whispers in the hall, a voice rang out. "Liheng, since everyone says so, don't decline. It is good for young people to hide their strength and bide their time. Occasionally, show your edge. Today, let go a little and show it. How about it? "
Ning Yi turned his head.
The slow words came from Su Chonghua. At this moment, Su Chonghua was smiling warmly, as if happy that Yushan Academy had produced such a junior. Ning Yi's gaze swept over, and his face suddenly turned cold. Then, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In Su Chonghua's eyes, the smile seemed to have some majesty like Grand Duke Su when he was angry, and there was a trace of strangeness. Su Chonghua couldn't understand what this expression meant at all.
Su Chonghua tried hard to maintain a smile on his face. Fortunately, Xue Jin continued to speak.
"Brother Ning, what do you mean by this reaction? To be honest, recently I heard a rumor that has been spreading like wildfire. It is said that you personally told the elders of the Su family that your Shuidiao Getou was sung by a traveling Taoist priest when you were young. I didn't believe it at first. Brother Ning is noble and unsullied. How could he do that! But he couldn't resist the waves of voices. Brother Ning, if this is true, I have misjudged you. If you really want to leave today, go past me! I will not stop you! I will just take it that I have mistaken you for someone else! "
His words were not logical, but they sounded righteous. If Ning Yi really left, he would be accused of plagiarism the next day. As soon as he finished speaking, the hall became quiet. Everyone was waiting for Ning Yi's reaction. Puyang Yi wanted to help, but he couldn't say anything at the moment. Then, Ning Yi turned around and walked past Xue Jin. He said lightly, "Alright."
Xue Jin turned around and was about to speak, but he saw Ning Yi walk to a short table and pick up a brush. This gathering was a poetry gathering, so there were brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones everywhere. There was someone sitting at the short table with a gloating smile on his face. At this moment, he froze. Ning Yi dipped the tip of the brush into the ink and paused for a second.
His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Su Chonghua's side. At a table not far from Su Chonghua's side, a maidservant dressed in green was pouring wine for an empty wine cup. The weather was cold and this maidservant was dressed thickly, but Ning Yi could vaguely recognize the silhouette of that figure.
Unexpectedly … he didn't lose her …
Xiaochan was a little angry when she heard the words of Xue Jin and the others. But now, she was pleasantly surprised and followed them. Li Pin and the others also followed. The brush dipped in the ink for two seconds and fell on the Xuan paper. "Alright. Today is the Shangyuan Festival. Since everyone is so kind, I dare not hide my skills. Let me show my incompetence!"
His gaze followed the back of the maidservant. The brush began to write on the paper. But it was not written with a fountain pen. Even if he waved the brush wildly, Ning Yi's writing speed was not considered fast. Li Pin watched from the side. After a while, she helped to read out the words that he had written.
"Green Jade Case … Lantern Festival …"
His voice was clear and loud. The whole hall could hear him clearly. After a while, everyone's expression and posture became formal. He repeated, "The East Wind Blooms at Night … A Thousand Flowers …"
The first sentence of the green jade case was spread out in an imposing manner!
Xue Jin and Su Chonghua's expressions changed instantly …
*****
As an aside, the last chapter of "Hidden Kill" has a total of 85,000 words. It was published in Taiwan a few days ago and will be published on Qidian next month. Today at noon, I reviewed the 85,000-word manuscript and added the last 3,000-word plot fragment … To be honest, when I finished this book two years ago, I promised that there would be a epilogue. Because I still had many ideas at the time, this epilogue was only completed in March this year. Whether I finished the prequel two years ago or the epilogue in March this year, I never truly felt that this book was over. They were still lingering in my mind, living. Today, when I finished these 3,000 words, I suddenly felt … like a child. Now, I can finally let go of him. They will continue to live in their own world. There is no longer a need for me to carry more distance. There is some melancholy and sadness, but also the relaxation after the story is completed. In short, the whole of "Hidden Kill" will be completed next month. The last chapter has 85,000 words and a 3,000 word fragment. There is also an outer chapter of more than 20,000 words. It is about the story of the previous world. The conflict between Gu Jiaming, who used to go by the code name Byakuya, Minamoto no Yoru, and Riming Michiru. This was recorded at the end of the first volume of "Hidden Kill".
Most of the old readers of Banana have already read this book. If you are new readers, you can also read it. Maybe someone will like it.
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