Duan Yu was so impressed by Jiang Chen that even Azhu and Abi looked at Jiang Chen with a different look.

"Brother Jiang, why do you feel like a girl's poem is made? It's a bit graceful and sad."

Duan Yu’s appreciation ability is really amazing. He can actually feel that this poem was written by a girl, and his literary literacy is very high.

"Brother Duan, of course, the words written for girls must be written in the tone of a girl so that you can empathize with it."

"Young Master said it very well. Abi likes this poem very much."

After watching the Tianlong Bazi, everyone knows that Abi likes Murong Fu, and Murong Fu only wants to restore Dayan, so he is much colder towards men and women. Even beauties of the level of Fairy Sister Wang Yuyan are not very interested in, let alone Abi, who is a maid.

I searched hard, but I saw that the coldness and seclusion did not make people sad and sad. Autumn always suddenly warms and turns cold, which is the most difficult to maintain and rest.

The poem Li Qingzhao expresses missing a husband. Although the meaning of missing him is different, the same is true for fear.

"Young Master, please go to the next piano room. I will play the piano and play a song for you to play."

"That's great. I can hear Abi's piano skills. Today I can enjoy the joy of my ears."

"Who did you hear?"

Azhu asked with a smile.

"I……"

Seeing that Jiang couldn't answer, Azhu and Abi covered their mouths and chuckled.

A group of people came to the piano room. Jiumozhi was not interested in listening to the piano, but he was just afraid that they would run away.

"Sister Abi is not a seven-string lyre, but a nine-string lyre. The sound of the piano will be even more wonderful."

"Master, please sit down."

Originally, if the plot ended here, Azhu Abi took advantage of the opportunity to play the piano and took Duan Yu away, but now she is really playing the piano.

Abi sat on the futon, gently tweaking the piano with her hands, and the beautiful piano sounded, making people feel happy.

"Young Master, I will use your lyrics to temporarily compose music, hoping not to insult this lyrics."

Abi's fingers kept auditioning on the strings. After a while, she finally wanted to play the piano.

The sound of the piano is fluttering, sometimes soft and sometimes excited, and the fingering is coherent and smooth, and the sound of the piano floats into your ears, just like the wind and flowing water, and the wonderful notes flow slowly from the jumping fingertips, making people intoxicated and relaxed.

Jiang Chen and Duan Yu closed their eyes to admire them, their intoxicated looks made Jiumozhi uncomfortable.

After playing the song, Jiang Chen and Duan Yu couldn't help but applaud.

"Sister Abi, you played it so well. This poem popped in your hand is even more desolate and sad, and the beauty of the mood."

"What does Mr. Jiang think?"

"not bad."

"I think my son can play the piano and listen to him. Why don't you ask him to play the song?"

Of course, Jiang Chen could play the piano. For decades, when he and his two wives were fine, they played the piano, played chess and painted. His level of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting reached the level of amazing Yaoyue.

Jiang Chen is not polite. The first step to chasing girls is to show off their talents. Girls always like versatile boys (million-plus) and appropriate surprises will make girls feel more favorable to you.

Jiang Chen sat down to the place where Abi had just sat.

Duan Yu looked at it with interest, but he didn't expect that his brother-in-law was so hiding that he couldn't reveal it, and it was amazing.

Jiang Chen gently stroked the strings with his fingers, and this was another try.

Close your eyes and feel the artistic conception of [Feng Qiuhuang]. When he opens his eyes, his whole mental state completely changes. The spirit revealed by his eyes makes people fascinated. His beautiful and slender fingers are plucking the strings. The movement is so beautiful. If you don’t listen to the sound and just look at the movements of your fingers, it is already pleasing to the eye.

The legend of "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" is a guqin song by the Han Dynasty writer Sima Xiangru, which tells the story of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun. The "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" is the whole style of complimenting, which not only contains passionate courtship, but also symbolizes the extraordinary ideals of the male and female protagonists, the noble purpose, and the tacit understanding of the soulmate.

The whole poem has a shallow and profound meaning, with bright syllable syllables, and the emotions are passionate and unrestrained and lingering. It combines the charming and profound style of Chu Ci and the freshness and brightness of Han Dynasty folk songs.

When Jiang Chen looked at Azhu with hot eyes, her heart seemed to be shocked by electric shock, her whole heart was numb, her heartbeat became very fast, and her face showed shyness.

Duan Yu and A Bi both closed their eyes and felt this beautiful artistic conception, and they could not see Jiang Chen's passionate eyes at A Zhu.

At this time, Azhu had not met Qiao Feng yet, nor was attracted by Qiao Feng's righteousness and cloudy spirit. His heart was still simple at this time, just like a piece of white paper, which could be painted and dyed on it casually.

The last piano sound fell, Duan Yu and Abi opened their eyes.

"This sound is only available in heaven, but there are no sounds heard on earth? This is the fairy sound that is misty and has been separated from the worldly rhythm."

"Mr. Jiang is very skilled in piano. I will never reach this level in my life. Abi is convinced."

Although Jiumozhi didn't like these elegant things, he had to admit that Jiang Chen's piano skills were indeed very good.

"Young Master, your song [Phoenix Queuing Phoenix] expresses passion. Do you have any lover?"

Jiang Chen looked up at Azhu, then looked at the starry sky.

When Azhu saw Jiang Chen looking at him, was he expressing love to him? His eyes just now made me feel flustered.

Azhu secretly looked at Jiang Chen's peerless face, and his heart was touched.

The next day, Abi and Azhu prepared breakfast, which was porridge and steamed buns.

Jiang Chen and the other two ate very deliciously.

After eating, we all took a boat to Yanziwu.

When the boat arrived at a place, Abi suddenly became anxious. She secretly said to Azhu. Although the voice was small, everyone could hear it.

Duan Yu pretended to say that he was anxious to find a place to facilitate it.

"The young master is Mrs. Wang's Mandala Villa, let's stop here first."

"No, we must rush to Yanziwu now, and if we want to make it easier, we will solve it directly on the boat."

"You monk is still a master. How can you say such shameless words without regard for the feelings of girls?"

"Shut up!"

Jiumozhi pressed Duan Yu's shoulder with one hand, causing Duan Yu to be in great pain.

"You stinky monk is so unreasonable."

Azhu and Abi looked nervous and worried.

At this time, Jiang Chen suddenly stood up.

"Da Lun Ming King, I know you are anxious to go to Yanziwu and Shishui Pavilion to read the world's martial arts, but people have three urgent needs, so why bother being aggressive?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't make things boring and cause trouble."

"There are water on all sides of it, and it's easy to extinguish your fire."

"Since you are ungrateful, then forgive the rude monk."

Jiumozhi let go of Duan Yu and slapped Jiang Chen with a palm, and Azhu and Abi exclaimed.

"Young Master Jiang, be careful."

But what happened next was a big surprise. Jiang Chen used a fan as a sword, and the fan poked his palm. A domineering force made him take a step back.

"I didn't expect you to be a master who is hidden. Today, the little monk will come to meet you."

He kept slapping his palms, and each palm was strong and strong. As long as he slapped his palms, his bones and tendons would be broken, which looked very dangerous.

But then, Jiang Chen's performance surprised everyone else.

In such a narrow space, his body was like catkins dancing around, his figure suddenly turned around, his feet were already behind Jiumozhi, but his light skills were very ghostly.

Duan Yu was wondering why his light skills had the shadow of [Lingbo Weibu], which looked a bit similar, but it was too similar.

It can be said that Duan Yu has good eyesight.

Jiumozhi became more and more frightened as he fought. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him had such great skills, which was rare in his life.

Jiang Chen turned behind him, and the paper fan poked the numb hole on his shoulder. His arms suddenly became numb and he couldn't lift his strength.

He wanted to use the [Flame Sword], but Jiang Chen's figure flashed and grabbed his other hand. At this moment, Jiumozhi was shocked and saw that the internal force in his body was constantly losing. The more he resisted, the faster he lost. In just a few breaths, the internal force in his body had already lost two levels.

Jiang Chen let go of his hand.

Duan Yu was shocked, but he didn't expect that his brother-in-law would also be [Bei Ming Divine Art].

He was surprised to shout out just now, but fortunately he stopped in time.

Could it be that he had also been to that cave and met the fairy sister?

Thinking of the cushion being broken, the more certain he felt.

No wonder he could see the shadow of [Lingbo Weibu] with his light skills just now.

"Does the Great Lun Ming King want to fight again?"

"What kind of martial arts are you using, and why my internal strength is lost."

"Nothing to be told!"

Ah Zhu looked at Jiang Chen with admiration. The two looked at each other, and Ah Zhu hurriedly looked away.

"Please shake the boat to the shore."

"Um."
To be continued...