C91 Playing the Lute to a Cow

“Do you know how to play the zither without bleeding fingers?” Lan Qingqian played the zither with her fingers and made some ear-piercing noises.

Gu Hewei couldn’t hold it anymore. “We’ve drunk enough. Let’s meet again another day.” He looked at Gu Jun’an sympathetically. “Old Seventh, you should stop learning to play the zither. It’s a good hobby to climb trees and play with fish! At least it doesn’t torture people!”

Gu Xinghe covered his ears and murmured, “It’s too unpleasant. The others play the music of immortals, but how many times do I have to hear it? She plays the song of death. The king of hell won’t spare her!”

Gu Jun’an came out. Lan Qingqian was still talking to Liu Li. When she realized it was him, Lan Qingqian turned around and asked, “Are we going home?”

“Yes!” Gu Jun’an answered indifferently. Lan Qingqian took the initiative to put her hand in his hand and waved her cute little hand. “Goodbye, Sister Liu Li. I’ll come see you again!”

Liu Li walked them to the door and looked at the big and small figures. She felt warm and harmonious, as if they were born to be like this.

“I always felt that all the girls in the world couldn’t match him. Now that I’ve seen him, I suddenly feel that only a little girl like the Ninth Princess can match him. He doesn’t need his armor, he doesn’t need his friends, and he doesn’t need the warmth in his heart!” Her voice was sad and happy.

“Miss Liu-Li…” Shuang Chun wanted to say something else.

Liu-Li Drunk said, “It’s getting late. Let’s pack our things and go back.”

The moonlight on the street pulled a long shadow of a man and a woman.

“When I learn to play the zither, I’ll play it for you!” The little girl seemed to be full of confidence.Gu Jun An heard this and couldn’t say anything to dampen her spirits.

“Okay, then I’ll wait until tomorrow when the king sends a good zither for you.”

Early in the morning, the miserable and unpleasant sound of the zither rang through the King’s Residence.

Butler Jiang called out to San Qi, who was squatting on the tree, but San Qi didn’t respond.

Butler Jiang said, “Hey, San Qi isn’t that old. He’s more deaf than me!”

San Qi opened his eyes and saw that Butler Jiang was opening and closing his mouth. San Qi realized that Butler Jiang was talking. He slowly took out the two balls of cotton in his ear. “Butler Jiang, what do you want?”

“What are you doing?” Butler Jiang was surprised.

“It’s all because of His Highness Ninth Prince’s zither music. Ever since I bought her a zither, I’ve been having nightmares for the past few nights. I also have to suffer in the daytime. Tonight, I’m on duty. I need to cover my ears so I can get closer to her.”

Butler Jiang said, “Don’t mention it. Old Zhang, who brought the food over yesterday, even asked me if we were torturing animals in the residence. It sounds worse than the sound of a pig being slaughtered. People don’t even dare to bring the food in!”

San Qi shook his head, "I think I should go find a quiet place to sleep!"

After taking two steps, Butler Jiang remembered that he had something to do. He patted his head and said, "Hey, I was so distracted by the sound of the zither."

"San Qi, don't go. Go and arrange for Little Niu to come. Remember to choose someone with a good temper, a gentle personality, and a good cleanliness!"

"Do you want to eat beef? Do you need to kill it?" San Qi didn't understand.

"Your Highness has ordered that you just go buy it. How would I dare to ask so much?" Butler Jiang shook his head helplessly and left.

When San Qi came back with the cow, Gu Jun'an was still sitting in the backyard and watching Lan Qingqing play the zither.

"The prince's cow is back!"

Gu Jun'an pointed at the cow and said, "Raise it on the tree!"

Lan Qingqing was sitting not far away from the cow. She frowned and hesitated, "Old son-in-law, do you not want to listen to me play the zither?"

Gu Jun'an lied without blushing, "Liu Li's zither sounds nice, but it was cultivated through hard work. If the cow can understand the zither, you can make a song."

After that, Lan Qingqing played the zither while the cow ate grass.

Lan Qingqing played the zither while the cow was taking a nap.

Lan Qingqing played the zither while it was mad.

Half a month had passed. One day, the cow was so mad that it would bark and hit the tree. Lan Qingqing looked at the cow not far away and said, "Bull, are you crazy?"

In the end, Niu Yi-Qi broke free from the rope and rushed to the stone table, breaking the zither.

Lan Qingqian was frightened and didn’t have the time to react before she attacked and killed Niu with a punch.

Looking at the zither and Niu lying on the ground motionlessly, Lan Qingqian wailed, “Oh, my husband, my zither and cow are dead!”

When Gu Jun’an heard the noise, Lan Qingqian was still crying on the ground. Tears fell down like raindrops.

“Oh, my husband, I, hiccup… I didn’t do it on purpose. I was frightened by the mooing cow and it suddenly attacked the zither!” She was crying too fiercely.

Gu Jun’an looked at the cow’s corpse and thought to himself, ‘This little girl isn’t that tall, but she’s strong!’

‘She can even kill a small cow with one punch!’

Gu Jun’an patted her back and waited for her to stop crying. “I’ll ask a vet to see if he can save it. Qing Qing, find someone to fix your zither!”

San Qian stood aside and thought to himself, ‘How did this cow’s madness come about? Ninth Highness really doesn’t know anything about his zither. This cow has suffered so much at such a young age. It can’t even die if it wants to.’

The people in the Imperial Residence were sad, but they were very happy. They finally couldn’t endure the Soul-Seizing Tune anymore!

The little girl was crying so sadly that Gu Jun’an held her and coaxed her for a while before she fell asleep.

San Qi hesitated, “Your Royal Highness, what about this zither?”

“Throw it away!”

“Then what about this cow?”

“I’ll cook a few braised beef, stewed beef, and roasted beef for Little Nine to eat. It died a good death. When Little Nine wakes up later, you can tell the vet that he said he can’t save it!” Gu Jun’an, the big bad wolf, hired a chef.

San Qi thought to himself, ‘It’s not easy for this cow to die. It died because it couldn’t take the torture. It died because it was fed by others! I finally understand why there’s a saying that a cow is a thankful cow. It’s not easy to repay the gratitude!’

When they were having dinner, the dishes were specially ordered.

“Why is there so much beef tonight? Is it all the meat of the mooing cow?” Lan Qingqian looked at the stir-fried beef, steak, and ribs. She was tearing up, as if she was thinking of her cow that was alive and kicking. However, San Qi said that the vet was here and that there was no cure. She handed it to the chef.

“Okay.” Gu Jun’an filled her bowl with soup.

Lan Qingqian ate with tears in her eyes, “Then I should eat a few more bowls to be worthy of the mooing cow!” She ate another big bowl of rice!

In terms of the ability of a foodie…

When she went to sleep at night, she asked Gu Jun’an, “Do you still have beef for tomorrow?”

Gu Jun’an nodded, “The beef in the residence has been distributed. If you want to eat, buy some fresh beef tomorrow.”

Lan Qingqian shook her head and sighed dejectedly, “My cow is gone, and my zither isn’t repaired!”

Gu Jun was afraid that she would think about the zither again, so he changed the topic, “How’s your archery training going?”

Lan Qingqian immediately started to talk about how she was practicing archery on the Evil Dragon Mountain.