Chapter 43

The girl trembled when she heard the words, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Lin Zhongtian smiled in satisfaction, then picked up the red official uniform on the ground, stretched out his hand, tore it into several pieces of red cloth, tied up the hands and feet of the fat official in a coma, and stuffed the rest of the cloth into his mouth .

After throwing it to the corner, Lin Zhongtian clapped his hands and turned to look at the girl on the brocade couch.

The girl's face was pale, and she was curled up in a corner in horror, covering her tender body with a brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Perhaps because she was too frightened, the girl didn't even dare to make a sound. Feeling Lin Zhongtian's gaze, the girl's body trembled, and the little hand holding the brocade quilt couldn't help but tugged upwards.

"..."

Seeing this, Lin Zhongtian was a little speechless, and glanced at the lavender gauze skirt that was randomly thrown beside the brocade couch, picked up the sheathed sword at his waist, walked over to pick up the lavender gauze skirt with the scabbard, and threw it on the brocade couch.

Afterwards, Lin Zhongtian walked to the desk, sat down with his back to the girl, and said softly.

"Girl, put on your clothes first."

Perhaps it was unexpected that the other party's first words were to ask her to put on her clothes. The girl was slightly taken aback, raised her head cautiously, and quietly glanced at Lin Zhongtian's back, seeing him put the long sword on the desk, playing with her back With the incense burner on the desk, he breathed a sigh of relief, carefully stretched out a white and tender arm from the brocade quilt, pulled the lavender gauze skirt on the brocade couch, and changed his clothes with shame.

Hearing the rustling sound coming from behind, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The girl in front of him was only twelve or thirteen years old, and in his previous life on Earth, she was at most a first-year junior high school student, but in this world, she was already arranged by the procuress of the Jiaofang Division to pick up guests.

That's right, this attic is not the private residence of the fat official, but the famous Jiaofang Secretary in the capital.

As we all know, the women in the Jiaofang Division are all registered official prostitutes, and most of them are descendants of officials whose homes were ransacked.

Now that the emperor has just brought down Wei Zhongxian and is purging the eunuchs in the court, the Jiaofang Division has a new batch of newcomers, who are the wives, daughters and families of those eunuchs.

The girl in front of her is still young, and she is still a virgin, so she must be one of this group of people.

After putting on her clothes, the girl boldly got off the brocade couch, and lightly parted her red lips and said, "Thank you, my lord."

Lin Zhongtian glanced at her, and while playing with the incense burner, he casually asked, "What's your name?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "My family's surname is Yang——"

Only halfway through the words, the girl finally came to her senses and quickly changed her words: "My family name is Hanyu, so it is good for you to call me Hanyu."

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Yang Hanyu?"

The girl's face darkened, she shook her head and said, "It's called Hanyu."

Lin Zhongtian's smile restrained, and he nodded thoughtfully.

Naturally, Hanyu is not a serious name, it should be the girl's current stage name.

The surname Yang subconsciously revealed just now is her real surname.

Lin Zhongtian expressed his understanding of the girl's behavior of temporarily changing her mouth and not recognizing her surname.

After all, being reduced to a place like the Jiaofang Division is really unbearable for women of this era, a scandal that humiliates the family. Taking an irrelevant stage name is also to cut off from the past, lest this unbearable experience make the surname shame.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian put down the incense burner, and asked with a light smile, "I wonder what Miss Hanyu can do?"

The girl's mood gradually stabilized, and she said softly: "My family can play a few tunes, and can... also dance."

"Oh?" Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, hearing that she lacked confidence in the second half of her sentence, so he smiled, "Then let's do a dance!"

"Ah..." The girl was stunned for a moment, then her face quickly turned red, and she said in a voice like a mosquito, "Young master, why don't you let me play a song for you, this dance... I have only just learned it for a few days. Not a good dance."

"It's ok!"

Lin Zhongtian smiled, grabbed the guqin beside the desk, put his left hand on the strings, and said with a light smile, "I'll play, you dance."

"This……"

The girl's face was flushed red, her bare hands were hanging in front of her body, twisting in embarrassment.

But Lin Zhongtian didn't care so much, he flicked his hands lightly, and then focused on playing.

Ever since Lin Zhongtian's name was listed on the list of Xuanjin Pavilion, there have been countless assassins like crucian carp crossing the river.

Among them, some killers have other skills and specialties besides high-strength martial arts.

Such as calligraphy, painting, playing the piano, flute, playing chess, etc...

Lin Zhongtian absorbed their memories and naturally inherited these specialties.

And what he is playing at the moment is the famous song "Pingsha Luoyan" which has become very popular in recent years.

According to the records of later generations, this song was published in the piano score "Guyin Zhengzong" six years later before it officially appeared.

But in fact, this song had been handed down to the world long before the compilation of "Guyin Zhengzong" was published.

Leaving aside other things, at least the killer luthier who died in the hands of Lin Zhongtian had learned this song "Pingsha Luoyan", and Lin Zhongtian, who had inherited all his piano skills, would naturally play this piece.

As Lin Zhongtian plucked the strings with both hands, the melodious sound of the piano immediately filled the whole room.

The girl's eyes widened, she was at a loss for a few seconds, and then she had to bite the bullet and dance.

Looking at the girl with stiff and clumsy hands and feet, Lin Zhongtian smiled knowingly while playing the piano.

No wonder this girl is so cowardly, she really only learned it for a few days, and now she can't even win with her hands and feet...

In stark contrast to the girl's stiff dance, Lin Zhongtian's skillful and smooth piano skills.

The melody of "Pingsha Luoyan" is melodious and smooth, quiet and harmonious. At the beginning, it is mainly gentle, creating a peaceful environment, giving people a sense of loftiness and elegance. With the development of the melody, the melody begins to become full. In the qin music, there will be a few geese singing like piercing clouds and cracking stones from time to time, giving people a feeling of being noisy in a quiet environment.

This kind of piano music that is moving in silence is exactly the style that the luthier killer is best at.

When he assassinated Lin Zhongtian back then, he also hid his killing intent in the gentle music of the zither, taking advantage of the calmest mood and most relaxed nerves of the audience, and then blatantly attacked, carrying out the assassination act.

Now, this piano music is in Lin Zhongtian's hands, and the killing intent in the music naturally disappears.

Instead, there is a sense of freedom and ease, as if borrowing the lofty aspirations of the swan to express the mind of a scholar.

The free and easy, singing wild goose sound penetrated the wall and floated to the Nuanxiang Pavilion next door.

In the Nuanxiang Pavilion, a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and exquisite facial features lay on the brocade couch and listened quietly for a while, then sat up, looked at the silent man in the room and said with a soft smile: "I only heard that Han Sister Yu can play the piano, but she never thought that she is also a master of piano art, better than Sister Su, who is famous for her piano skills in the capital."

"..."

The man sat at the desk in Nuanxiang Pavilion and asked softly.

"You understand?"

"That's natural."

The beautiful woman smiled, then patted the bed next to her lightly, and said with a smile: "Master Shen, seeing the bags under your eyes are swollen, you must have not had a good rest in the middle of the night last night, why don't you go to bed and sleep for a while..."

"No." Shen Lian shook his head, "I have to go to the Yamen later, I don't have much time."

The beautiful woman covered her sleeves and smiled when she heard the words, got up and walked over, lifted her skirt and sat on the desk in front of Shen Lian, staring into his eyes with a pair of pupils like autumn water, said with a light smile: "You are the most interesting person !"

"Come to Nuanxiang Pavilion, if you spend money and don't go to bed, you are the only one."

"..."

Shen Lian silently looked at the woman's smiling face, but recalled a face that was very similar to her in his mind.

The name of that face is Zhou Miaoxuan, who is the blood sister of the beautiful woman in front of me, Zhou Miaotong...

 My mother has been hospitalized recently, and she has been accompanying her in the hospital for the past few days, so the update may be late, sorry
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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