My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 217
When the sound of the piano was played, and the dial was turned a few times, the atmosphere of forgetting love among the mountains and rivers was born spontaneously, and hit everyone's hearts.

A wonderful feeling filled everyone's hearts, it was an indescribable feeling, transcending good and evil, power, desire, yearning and open-mindedness.

The notes that are different from any song at the moment hit the hearts of everyone directly.

Everyone looked at Liu Mingzhi in the middle with plain hands playing the piano with wide eyes in surprise.

"This song."

"I have never heard such a song before, why does my heart have a feeling of boiling blood."

"It's not just blood boiling, I feel that even a crossbow arrow can't kill me, and there seems to be a breath in my chest, as if I feel omnipotent."

Then Wenren Yunshu put the hole flute under her cherry lips, and a burst of melodious, clear and moving notes began to echo the exciting piano music.

"A laugh in the sea, the tides on both sides of the bank, ups and downs follow the waves and only remember the present." Liu Mingzhi suddenly said a line of lyrics, which directly awakened everyone who was obsessed with "Smiling Proudly".

Wan Yang stared at Young Master Liu, who was singing Lang Lang, with a shocked expression on his face: "There are even lyrics, not only the songs, but also the lyrics."

As the breeze came, Liu Mingzhi heard that the clothes of Yun Shu and the two were fluttering, accompanied by the melodious and heart-stopping Smiling Proud Jianghu, and everyone was stunned.

"What a pair of golden boy and jade girl."

"I will play the piano and you will play the flute. This is how life should be!"

"A couple made in heaven, a gifted man and a beautiful woman are nothing more than that, I'm afraid there is no more suitable couple in the whole world." Liu Mingzhi stroked the piano and looked sideways at Wenren Yunshu, who was playing the flute, also had a hearty feeling The feeling rises from the bottom of my heart.

It was just like Qu Yang facing Liu Zhengfeng and Linghu Chong facing Ren Yingying back then when he gave up the world affairs and just wanted to be proud of the Jianghu.

Sensing Liu Mingzhi's gaze, Wenren Yunshu blushed, and could only look at the score on the table.

An inadvertent movement once again caught everyone's minds, and even Qi Run had a feeling in his heart that it seemed that the harmonious appearance of Wenren Yunshu and Liu Mingzhi's piano and flute ensemble was more enviable than when his daughter was with Liu Mingzhi.

"Heaven laughs, there are many tides in the world, who will win and who will lose?" The sound of the piano suddenly became exciting with this line, and the tone of the hole flute fluctuated, and everyone's faces flushed.A free and unrestrained feeling rushed over.

Everyone couldn't help thinking that it would be better to give up being an official and go to see the rivers and lakes.

Scholars who had always dismissed the sloppy rivers and lakes yearned for the bloody, unrestrained rivers and lakes.

"Jiangshan laughs, smoke and rain are far away, waves wash away the world of mortals, how much do you know?"

"The breeze smiles, which actually provokes loneliness, and there is still a night photo of the pride."

Pride can swallow wind and thunder, blood can spit wind and frost, and walk around the world with a sword.

Infected by the melody of the qin and flute, coupled with the heroic words, everyone's faces were flushed, as if they were holding a Qingfeng sword, and it was no problem to move to three mountains and five mountains for thousands of miles.

"The common people smile, no longer lonely, and the pride is still smiling foolishly."

"La la la"

"La la la"

Whether it is a scholar from the Jin Dynasty or a scholar from the Jiangnan region, they are all intoxicated in playing the qin and flute with the two, and their moods also change with the change of the tune.

High-profile, exciting, heroic, calm, free and easy, the tune keeps changing, and the mood of everyone present also changes immediately.

Wen Renzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the color of memory appeared in his eyes.

Subconsciously, he wanted to touch his waist, but Wen Renzheng, whose right hand was empty, realized that the partner at his waist was gone.

Wen Renzheng, who dared to laugh with a sword across the sky, has no heroes in the world, is also old.

The boy who rode a yellow ox and walked around the world with a sword on his back became an old man. He swept across the northern border with his sword on his back, single-handedly challenged Dao Yahai with his back on his back, rode around the Western Regions on horseback with his back on his back, and went down to the south of the Yangtze River with his back on his back. mysterious.

The emperor who can dismiss civil and military officials with one word, and stir up the wind and rain in the world with one word is old.

That naive Huang Tong has grown up and understood the importance of imperial power, so it's time to retire.

"What a wave washes away the world of mortals, how much do you know about the world, what a heroic feeling left behind in the evening. Looking at the world, the court is nothing more than a big river and lake. The common people laugh and are no longer lonely, haha" Sneered twice, hearing people Zheng groaned, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Renzheng looked at Liu Mingzhi and his granddaughter, who played the piano with plain hands, nodding their heads and playing the flute, "I heard this song earlier, and there is no need for the Heavenly Sword to spread so early. , it seems that this old man can live two more years."

Seeing the harmony of phoenixes and phoenixes on the stage, the two people who were playing the piano and playing the flute heard Renzheng's complexion darkened: "My mother, who is married and then provokes the old granddaughter, my mother, I will cut you off." A little brat won't do it."

At the beginning, an emperor who had power all over the world turned out to be a street person full of foul language, which shows this bad habit, alas
Hu Yanyu also closed her eyes and listened, and the pictures in her mind turned over one scene after another, such as the huge waves of Daoya Sea, the howling sea breeze, and the energetic young martial arts practitioners.

The young man who longed for the Great Dragon Dynasty, the young man who longed for the picturesque scenery of Jiangnan in his mother's mouth, was no longer young.

Touching the empty sleeves, Hu Yanyu smiled lightly: "I have never regretted being so proud of myself."

In a small boat across the river, playing with qin and flute, it is better not to fight for power and profit.

"I really want to go back to Daoyahai again!"

Yan Yu glanced at her nominal husband in surprise, not knowing why he had such an expression.

Those who have never experienced the Jianghu fight will only feel that the "Swordsman" will make people excited. Only those who have experienced it will understand that the "Swordsman" is not yearning for the Jianghu, but tired of the Jianghu, just looking for a peaceful paradise.

Many of the dozens of plain-clothed men kneeling beside Wan Yang were lost in memory and contemplation.

They all have stories!

"La la la"

The sound of the piano disappears, and the sound of the flute gradually fades away.

The two looked at each other lightly, and smiled lightly at each other. Without the young master Liu who was screaming up to the sky to avenge Queque, and the aunt who was gnashing her teeth to pay for the bronze mirror, there was only a feeling of confidant .

Wenren Yunshu's face turned red: "Can I help you blow-xiao next time?"

Liu Mingzhi touched his nose: "What Xiao?"

Wenren Yun Shu said solemnly: "Any kind of flute is fine. I will definitely practice hard when I get back to make sure you are satisfied."

Any flute will do?Liu Mingzhi scratched his head in embarrassment, looked at Wenren Yunshu, who had a pretty face and rosy lips, and swallowed: "I don't care if you can play the flute, you have to go back and ask your elder sister Yun."

Wenren Yun Shu lowered his head in a daze, only then did he realize that Liu Mingzhi was already married, and he would not be happy if his husband played with other women in harmony!
She really fell in love with this song "Swordsman", but no one else could play "Swordsman" except Liu Mingzhi. She glanced at the sheet music on the desk with reluctance, Wenren Yun Shu silently sighed.

Mu Ran, she thought of something and looked at Liu Mingzhi curiously: "Can sister Yun play the flute?"

"Ah?" First Young Master Liu was stunned for a moment with a strange look on his face: "I will!"

Wenren Yunshu's eyes lit up: "I don't need the mirror, can I go and see it when Sister Yun is blowing the flute for you?"

"This...isn't that convenient!"

"Are you afraid that the score will be leaked? I promise I won't tell outsiders."

"That's not true. I'm mainly afraid that your elder sister Yun has a thin skin and might not like the presence of outsiders."

(End of this chapter)