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Zhao Qingyan hesitated for a moment before simply speaking, "A friend of Bai Zhen and Mu Qinghan's. Second Young Master of the Wen Clan. Those pleasure boats that you are going to visit are either the Bai Clan's or the Wen Clan's."

Zhao Baiyi thought for a moment. "So much money? Which Wen Family? "

Zhao Qingyan sighed and said, "It's that Wen family from Jiangnan. They claim that half of the businesses in Jiangnan are owned by their Wen family."

Zhao Baiyi was surprised, "So much money? How come I didn't know? "

Zhao Qingyan asked, "Do you think so? Someone that can be friends with the Marquis of Cara and the Bai family in this world, what's wrong with that? "

Zhao Baiyi said, "That's not important. As long as you have fun, then that's fine. I don't care who those pleasure boats belong to at all." Do you have time? Go with them? "

Zhao Xu was startled. "Me? "It's better if I don't …"

Zhao Shu said, "If you want to go, then go. You don't need to do your homework these few days."

Zhao Xu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I'm not very interested. Many thanks, Second Uncle."

Zhao Baiyi was not depressed, and asked Zhao Qingyan: "When are we leaving? "Later?"

Zhao Qingyan thought for a while and said, "It's better if we go earlier. We have to go there a few days earlier to have fun, and then I'll go to the Manchu manor. Second Brother can wait there for Hua Kui to pick you."

Zhao Baiyi didn't want to push it any further, so he nodded in agreement after hearing him say so. "Okay, let's leave in twenty-three days. I'll ride the horse, and you can ride the carriage, right?"

Zhao Qingyan calculated the time and nodded, "Sure."

Zhao Baiyi looked at Zhao Shu with a mocking expression, "It's such a pity that big brother can't go with us because he has something to do. It must be very interesting."

Zhao Shu said, "There is indeed some pity. "Forget it, just come back and tell me some interesting things to make up for the regret that I can't go."

Zhao Baiyi smiled. "Of course."

"Big brother Mo."

Zhao Qingyan looked at Zhao Duo who was tugging at his sleeve and smiled faintly. "What's wrong?"

Zhao Duo's eyes were sparkling. "I've just mastered a piece of music recently. Since Brother Mo has come to the palace, can I play it for you?"

Zhao Qingyan hesitated, "This …" If it was before, he would definitely not refuse. But how would he dare go to the empress dowager's palace to look for Zhao Zhuang at a time like this?

Zhao Shu could tell that he was in a difficult situation. Smiling, he said, "Brother Mo can agree to your request. She put in a lot of effort to play this song for you."

Zhao Qingyan looked at Zhao Duo's expectant gaze and nodded his head. "Alright, then I'll go over tomorrow, okay?"

Zhao Duo nodded happily. "Yes, I've prepared Brother Mo's favorite snack. Brother Mo, remember to come early."

Zhao Qingyan said, "I will be earlier."

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"Young Master?" Ran Hao helped Zhao Qing off the carriage. Looking at his young master's calm face, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you going in like this?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at the respectful Ran Hao with a surprised expression. He could vaguely see the worry in Ran Hao's eyes. With the entrance of the palace right in front of them, Zhao Qingyan could only smile and say, "I'll go in myself. You can wait here for me or go back to the Mansion first."

Ran Hao opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only said in a low voice: "Yes, I understand."

Zhao Qingyan tidied up her clean and tidy clothes before jumping onto the horse and shaking the reins.

"Brother Mo!"

Just as Zhao Qingyan got off the horse and handed the reins to the palace maid, her sleeve was caught.

Zhao Chou raised his head and looked at him, saying proudly, "Xun Er has specially woken up early today to wait for Brother Mo."

Zhao Qingyan habitually lifted his hand to stroke her hair. When he realized that his hand was not clean, he quickly took it off. "I'm not too late, am I?"

Zhao Duo rolled his eyes. "Mm, it's not too late either, but I've already waited for two hours. So... Big brother Mo is still too late. "

Zhao Qingyan threw up his hands, "Then what do we do? "Xun Er said that she wanted to treat me to a snack, so I came here empty-handed. How can I compensate you?"

Zhao Zhuang grabbed his sleeve and walked towards his own courtyard. "Brother Mo can give me a song later."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and asked, "You want to play a song? "Is it that simple?"

"I've not heard about Brother Mo for a long time. I'd like to hear about him playing the zither," Zhao Rui said with a smile.

Zhao Qingyan smiled and let her pull his sleeve.

"Here, drink them all." While Zhao Chou was washing his hands, he took a porcelain bowl from a palace maid and handed it to him.

Zhao Qingyan took it and looked at the thick porridge and asked curiously, "Isn't this porridge?"

Zhao Duo nodded. "Yes, congee. Big brother said that you always eat late in the morning, so you must come to my place to eat nothing. So let me cook some rice porridge and let you drink it when you come over. "

Zhao Qingyan reached out to put the bowl of porridge aside. "I've already had my breakfast in the mansion …"

Zhao Chou didn't plan on listening to him shirk away. He walked straight to the zither and sat down. "I'll play the tune. Drink the porridge, and don't leave anything."

Zhao Qingyan looked at the porridge and secretly rubbed his belly. He could only smile bitterly and agree, "Alright, I'll drink it then." He scooped up a spoonful and tasted it.

Zhao Chou was lying on the zither, staring at Zhao Qingyan without blinking. Suddenly, he asked, "Seventh Brother, is big sister Mu beautiful?"

"Hmm?" Zhao Qingyan was stunned. "You mean Mu Qinghan?"

Zhao Duo nodded. "I heard that Sister Mu is the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, am I right? She should be beautiful, right? "

Zhao Qingyan put the half-raised spoon back into the bowl and after some thought, he said, "I think so. I met her ten years ago. She's a beauty." "But the most beautiful thing in the martial arts world, I don't think so."

Zhao Duo answered with an "oh" and laughed again, "We'll see him soon enough anyway."

Zhao Qingyan looked at her in amusement. "Why are you so happy?" Wasn't it because I was unhappy when I got married yesterday? "

Zhao Duo looked around and found that there was no one else around. This time, he whispered, "Big Brother said that when big sister Mu comes, I can say that I want to find big sister Mu and then run over to big brother Mo's place. This way, you don't have to wait for Big Brother Mo to come find me, I can also go to the prince's mansion to look for you. "

Zhao Qingyan was stunned, "Did Imperial Brother say that?"

Zhao Jiu laughed, "Yeah, and Big Brother also said that if Mother doesn't agree, he can plead on my behalf. I am only going to the Qi King's Manor, and I am not going to wander around. Queen Mother will probably not refuse again, right? "

Zhao Qingyan said, "Since Imperial Brother has agreed with you, Empress naturally wouldn't refuse." In order to prevent her from continuing this topic, she intentionally turned her gaze to the zither. "Didn't you say that you would play a tune for me?"

Zhao Rui pouted, "I didn't play well, so I don't want to play anymore."

Zhao Qingyan set the bowl of porridge aside, stood up and walked over to Zhao Zhuang. She picked up the zither music manual, looked at it, and asked with a surprised smile, "Hu Jia took 18 shots?"

Zhao Duo blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just thought that this zither music was rather difficult. I was a bit surprised."

Zhao Zhuzhe dejectedly said, "It's already very difficult. I've already learned for more than two months and still haven't gotten any results …" I was clearly planning on playing it for Big Brother Mo to hear. "

Zhao Qingyan flipped through the zither music books and then closed them. With a smile, she asked, "Should I teach you?"

Zhao Duo was puzzled. "Teach me? "What do you mean?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "I know how to play this song. Although my position while playing the zither might be slightly different from yours, the difference wouldn't be too big. "

Zhao Duo immediately stood up and gave his seat. "Can you use my zither?" Ye Zichen moved to a low stool and sat opposite her, while waiting expectantly for Zhao Qingyan to start.

Zhao Qingyan looked at his fingernails and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with them. Then, he sat down and strummed the string. He then asked Zhao Duo, "So, shall I begin?"

Zhao Chong nodded repeatedly. "Yes!"

Zhao Qingyan thought back to the tune for a moment. Then, the fingers of his right hand brushed against it. The eight fingers moved lightly on the zither strings as if they were alive.

The mournful and gentle zither music flowed out from his fingertips. Zhao Qingyan lowered her eyes and hid all the emotions in her eyes. The expression on his face was focused and calm. He was immersed in the sound of the zither, but he was not moved by the sadness in the sound of the zither.

The zither was used to cultivate one's body and nature. When many people stroked the zither, their manners and expressions were all very different from normal. Zhao Qingyan was the same. However, what he had changed was not his temperament, but his confidence. When his fingertips touched the zither strings, he became completely focused and confident, as if the zither in his hands had become one with him.

Zhao Chou was well aware of what kind of person her seventh brother was. Zhao Qingyan's "no dispute" was expressed in many ways. Rather than say no, it would be more accurate to say he had no interest. Only when he was interested in something, would he be serious and focused, trying to be flawless. Zhao had only seen him interested in three things: the zither, the mechanism, and the medicine.

For some reason, Zhao Chou had always felt that the eyes of her seventh brother, who loved to laugh a lot, would never smile. They were always as silent as stagnant water, like ink that could not be dissolved. While facing Zither, although he rarely smiled, there was a hint of a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Zhao Qingyan's appearance and aura was very good, and she was also pleasant to look at.

Zhao Qingyan's zither skills are also exceptional, and there are few people who can compare with her when looking at her.

Zhao, on the other hand, liked to see him playing the zither.

This was because when he looked at the zither, the ink in his eyes would dissipate, revealing a smile that came from the bottom of his heart. At this time, Brother Mo was the most beautiful, gentle, and happy one.

Zhao Dang secretly laughed, and then watched as the song ended. Zhao Qingyan, who had lightly stroked the zither string with his left hand and suppressed the remaining sound, looked up at him and smiled, "How is it? "It's not bad, right?"

Zhao Zhuang asked with a sly smile, "Really? Why do I feel like Brother Mo's zither arts has become a lot stranger? "

Zhao Qingyan was stunned and asked, "Really? I didn't even realize it myself. "

Zhao Danchen blinked and said, "I have a way to know if Brother Mo is new to this — play it again, memorizing the words as you play them." If it's all right, then it's your win. "

"Repeat it?" Zhao Qingyan couldn't help laughing. "What if I can't memorize it?"

Zhao Chou pointed at the cold porridge. "If you win, you don't need to drink the rest of the porridge. If you lose, heat up the porridge and then fill it up. "

Zhao Qingyan smiled bitterly, "Then can I think about it first?"

Zhao Zhuang said with a straight face, "No, we can start now. What if you really do remember? "

Zhao Qingyan touched her head and let her be, "Alright, let's begin now. But ah, if I can't memorize it, I can't add more porridge. "

Zhao Duo tilted his head. "Mm, alright."

Zhao Qingyan pondered for a moment, then continued to stroke the zither strings. After playing a few notes, he said softly, "I was born unborn. After I was born, I began to grow old. The heavens are heartless to leave the chaos, the earth is heartless to make me at this time. The people in exile mourned as the days of gangol sought the road to the west. Smoke shrouded the wilderness, and the people of the Huhun, the will to be good, the meaning of the loss. Who should I denounce for being disgraced? "After a while, Xi Qin gave a pat, her heart was filled with resentment, but no one knew."

A long cough had made his voice hoarse, and he could not speak aloud. As a result, his voice was absolutely not very pleasant to hear, much less suitable to be accompanied by the chanting of the zither. However, it was not difficult for him to sing instead of not singing. Her hoarse voice was very soft, accompanied by the sound of the zither. It was surprisingly pleasant to listen to.

Zhao Zhuang, who was engrossed in the sound of the zither, and Zhao Qingyan, who was focused on playing the zither, did not notice that there was an extra person outside the house.