Old Garden, third floor. In an exquisite and spacious private room, a man exuding a faint aura of indifference stared out the window, listening to the noise from the first floor. He frowned slightly, then stood with his hands clasped behind his back and his head lowered, a few strands of hair covering his face.
"Creak …"
The door to the private room opened, and another young man walked in. This young man was very fat, but very good-looking. His face was even somewhat handsome, and his mouth was also very good-looking, as if he always had a smile on his face. This kind of smile seemed to be able to make the sun suddenly push away the darkness from the clouds, shining in in an instant, gentle and at ease.
"What are you doing here?" Looking at the indifferent young man by the window, the fat man closed the door to the private room, then plopped down on the comfortable chair in the private room. Wearing a comfortable robe, he appeared extremely elegant.
"You should have heard, right?" The young man by the window said, not turning around, not even looking back. His voice was also somewhat cold, with a hint of coldness.
The fat man's expression immediately became more serious, then a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying, "Are you talking about Guo Kun and He Jun? They were beaten this morning. I received the news in the morning, and at night, someone came to tell me personally. Then, that troublesome master also graced me with his presence." "That troublesome master naturally came because of Murong Youruo. I just want to know the background of that brat, and whether he is just a fierce man or a powerful dragon crossing the river."
The young man by the window finally turned his head. Under the dim light of the private room, his long black hair with distinct layers, slender and long almond-shaped eyes, and under the high bridge of his nose were two thin lips that held pride. He was dressed in a golden robe, indifferent and arrogant.
"I don't know whether he is a powerful dragon crossing the river or a fierce man, but I just received news that the guy who beat up Guo Kun and He Jun is now on the second floor."
The fat man said, then a smile appeared on his face, saying, "But I quite admire that guy. The way he came in is quite special, beating up the son of one of your city guard commanders, and not lightly at that."
The indifferent and arrogant young man didn't seem to be interested in how he got in. He looked at the fat young man and raised his eyebrows slightly. "I heard that he stayed at Murong Youruo's place last night. Is he the man of that troublesome master? That's why he dared to touch Guo Kun and He Jun … "
"Impossible. Do you think that troublesome master will let a man live under the same roof as Murong You Ruo?"
The fat young man directly shook his head in denial, and then he said, "Moreover, you should be aware of the character of that troublesome person. He has never been interested in our matters. It's fine so long as we don't offend him. Not to mention that the troublesome person who came here today was probably sent by Murong Youruo to deal with Guo Kun and He Jun. So, that kid probably isn't that troublesome person's subordinate."
"What's that guy doing here?"
The indifferent young man raised his head slightly when he heard this, and then he gazed at the fat young man and said, "First it was Guo Kun and He Jun. Could it be that kid is here to look for you?"
The fat young man immediately frowned when he heard this, and then he said, "I heard the people below say that he's here to look for Murong Youruo."
"In that case, that kid might also be here to look for that troublesome master."
The indifferent young man looked at the fat young man. A moment later, he said, "Are you interested in meeting that kid?"
"What's wrong with you today? Not everyone is qualified to meet us," said the fat young man with a smile.
The indifferent young man's eyes flickered a little as he said, "Since he can beat up Guo Kun and He Jun, he has the qualifications. Now that he's here with you, it's even more fate. How can we not meet him?"
On the second floor, in a private room, Du Shaofu was tasting the good wine on the table. The door of the private room was opened, and the delicate and pretty woman from before walked in respectfully. Her expression and attitude were much more respectful.
"You found a Talisman Master to accompany me to drink?" Du Shaofu raised his head and asked.
The delicate and pretty woman smiled bitterly, and then she respectfully said, "Young master, our young master invites you to the supreme private room on the third floor for a chat."
"The young master of the hometown?" Du Shaofu put down his wine cup and gazed at the delicate and pretty woman.
"Yes."
The delicate and pretty woman nodded. She was even more unable to guess the identity of this young man before her. Someone who could be valued by her young master was definitely not an ordinary person.
Not to mention, her young master had asked her to invite someone and not bring someone. The words were different, so the meaning was naturally different.
Du Shaofu frowned and continued to ask, "Your young master is Meng Laicai?"
"Yes." The delicate and pretty woman was stunned, and then she nodded weakly. She was even more amazed by this young man's identity. In Lanling City, there were definitely only a handful of people who could directly address the young master by his name.
"Go back and tell Meng Laicai that if he's here because of Guo Kun and He Jun, then don't bother me because I will beat him up."
Du Shaofu looked at the delicate and pretty woman and said, "If Meng Laicai is here to apologize to me because of what happened outside, then come down by yourself. I can't be bothered to go up."
"I'll go and inform the young master right away." The delicate and pretty woman was startled, and then she left the private room while trembling.
"Meng Laicai …"
Du Shaofu softly muttered. Recently, his complexion had returned to normal, and he continued to drink the good wine on the table, afraid that it would go to waste. …
"Did that kid really say that?"
In the private room on the third floor, the chubby young man looked at the delicate and pretty woman and asked. His eyes were wide open on his chubby face.
The delicate and pretty woman nervously nodded and replied, "Young master, that's what that young man said, not missing a single word."
"Alright, you can leave now."
The chubby young man waved his hand at the delicate and pretty woman. The delicate and pretty woman nodded and left the private room reluctantly.
"What do you think?"
After the delicate and pretty woman left, the indifferent young man said to the chubby young man. There was a smile in his eyes, and he looked interested. He said softly, "I'm really curious. Where did that guy come from? I can't see through him at all."
"Sigh …"
The chubby young man stood up and stretched his back. He said, "Since he wants me to go down and apologize, then I have to go down and apologize. Open the door to do business, and everyone who enters is a customer. I have to make them feel at home."
"Since I have nothing to do, I'll go take a walk," the indifferent young man said. …
In the private room, Du Shaofu, who was drinking good wine, looked up. The noise and music from the first floor suddenly quieted down, and the dancing women on the platform quietly retreated.
"Now, Miss Youruo, please perform the 'Traceless Song' for us."
A refreshing voice resounded throughout the old garden. Then, purple flower petals began to fall from the platform. The surrounding white fog spread, and it was hazy. Instantly, the entire platform was shrouded in it.
"Miss Youruo has come out."
"Miss Youruo."
All of a sudden, the entire old garden was filled with enthusiastic cheers and shouts.
Du Shaofu looked out the window of the private room. While he was still in shock, a beautiful figure seemed to have already sat on the platform. Then, he heard a "ding …" sound. It was crisp and melodious, like a celestial sound that resounded in the old garden. Then, the noise in the entire garden quieted down.
Du Shaofu's gaze was fixed on the figure shrouded in fog and purple petals floating in the air. At this moment, he could vaguely see that it was a graceful woman.
The woman sat upright, and in the fog, there was a guzheng placed in front of her. Her ten fingers gently plucked the strings, and the sound of nature gradually approached from afar.
At the beginning, the sound was refreshing and undulating, with endless charm. When one listened carefully, it seemed to have a magical power, causing one to gradually become intoxicated.
"In the vast illusory universe, a chance encounter is unforgettable …
When we meet in the early summer, I leave behind a smile. Since we don't know each other, what harm is there …
That year, it was drizzling, and a guzheng song stretched across the lotus pond. At the point where the water met the sky, a pleasure boat floated over, and a pair of mandarin ducks flew away …
Since I don't look back, why not forget …
Since we are not fated, why make an oath …
Everything that happened today was like water without a trace …
In the sound of the lantern, the sky was still cold, and the water was still cold. In the dream, the guzheng sang softly. Outside the building, outside the mountain, outside the mountain, the outsider of the building has not returned. Looking back, I have long passed the River of Forgetfulness, and the person playing the guzheng teared up …
What day is it? You are already a stranger. Today is not yesterday. Autumn is the same as before, and I am empty and thin.
A crisp and melodious female voice came along with the sound of the guzheng. It was crisp and gentle, as if it was telling the thoughts of a young girl. At first, it was charming and gentle, but then it became gentle and resentful. It made one feel an indescribable sense of sorrow when listening to it.
The old garden was originally a noisy place. However, after the guzheng music stopped, the entire garden was still silent. It made one intoxicated and unable to recover for a long time.
"Creak …"
The door of a private room on the second floor opened, and an indifferent young man and a fat young man walked in.
Du Shaofu was still looking at the fog and purple petals outside the window. He did not even lift his eyes.
"Miss Youruo, what do you think of this song?"
The fat young man was not unfamiliar with it. He directly sat beside Du Shaofu.
"Actually, I don't understand. Although the song is not bad, I keep feeling that it is missing something."
Du Shaofu's eyes moved slightly. After listening to the flute music of the beautiful woman in the Savage Beast Mountain Range, although this guzheng song was pleasant to listen to and could be remembered for three days, it was naturally not enough in comparison.
Du Shaofu said, "That song is about love. I don't understand it, so it's not good for me to comment."
The fat young man's gaze fell on Du Shaofu in surprise, and then he continued to ask, "Then what do you think of the name of this place, the old garden?"
Du Shaofu raised his head and looked at the fat young man. He said, "No makeup, no adornment, no gentleness, a weak body, a strong husband. Under the fence, self-pity stands empty, the world looks for a marquis. Born simple, it is difficult to gain favor, the heart is too delicate, easily sensitive to autumn. Knowing early on that there is a difference between warmth and coldness, the old garden is conservative and romantic. The old garden is a good name, but it is a waste to use it on you. "
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