Group pet Xiaopangbao: I have four big daddies

"Which family are you from?"

A woman in purple came down from the stairs.

Ye Qianning raised his eyes when he heard the sound. The woman in front of him was beautiful, with willow-leaf eyebrows, pink and phoenix eyes, attractive red lips, and her skin was even fairer in purple clothes.

The woman saw Ye Qianning's expression stunned, with surprise hidden in her eyes.

The beauty of the sky, the cold expression, and the shocking beauty made her heart skip a beat.

Footsteps were heard from behind. Dong'er walked downstairs and was startled when he saw the woman downstairs. Then he said: "Sister Nishang, this is the girl who was with the cooperative shop owner last time."

Nishang suddenly came back to her senses, and the surprise in her eyes never dissipated.

Ye Qianning nodded and smiled at her, holding up her skirt and going upstairs.

Yingyuan was dressed in black and was following behind her, looking out of place and very scary.

Nishang subconsciously leaned towards the stairs and watched the two people walking past. She stared at the back and didn't look back for a long time, and slowly touched her cheek with her fingers.

She originally thought that her appearance was unmatched by anyone in the capital, and she was called the number one beauty by many nobles in the capital.

In front of this woman's appearance, she felt like she was nothing...

"Sister Nishang, look at Mrs. An." Dong'er said in shock.

Nishang also saw it. Mrs. An, who was usually very stern and unsmiling, smiled and greeted her upstairs. She nodded and bowed to welcome him upstairs.

"Who is she?"

Dong'er shook his head: "I don't know, but the boss is very kind to her, and a few days ago I saw the boss and the second boss cooking together, and I heard that Xiaoying cooked it for a girl."

Nishang was even more unbelievable when she heard this. The owner of the workshop had a very high status in her heart, and piano art was what she yearned for, so she joined Siyin Workshop.

She has been trying to gain recognition from the boss for two years, but the boss has never treated her differently than he does the ordinary women he recruits.

A little girl just came inexplicably, and the two shop owners actually cooked for her?

Thinking of this, she felt a little dissatisfied, turned around and walked upstairs.

"Sister Nishang, where are you going? You're running out of time?"

"Go and tell the people in the Sun Mansion that I am not feeling well today. I will teach Miss Sun another day."

"Sister Nishang, if you don't go to the shop owner, it will be difficult to explain..."

Dong'er chased after him for a few steps and saw that Nishang had decided to leave. He jumped up and down in a hurry and walked downstairs with a wrinkled face.

upstairs.

Mrs. An respectfully welcomed Ye Qianning to the top floor and poured a cup of tea herself.

"Young master, the two masters were summoned to the palace by the queen today."

"Does Siyinfang have close contacts with the palace?"

Ye Qianning did not sit down, but went around to the inner room, took the clothes that her aunt had prepared from the closet, and changed them.

Even if I went out on a heavy rainy day, even holding an umbrella would not protect me much. The lower body of the skirt was almost soaked, and the hem of the skirt was a little muddy from the rain.

Madam An stood at the table honestly: "In the past, when there were banquets in the palace, or when distinguished guests wanted to play the piano and have music, the palace would send people to Siyinfang to select people. Yesterday, there was news from the palace that envoys from various countries would come to visit. Priest Loushan, the palace must prepare for the banquet in advance, and arrange manpower for music and music in advance to prepare for unforeseen needs."

Ye Qianning also received the news. Dongsi came to negotiate, and Xilu came to visit with the priest of Loushan. He estimated that they would arrive in Beili in about January, and Nanyuan was just a make-up.

Afraid that the three kingdoms would be unfavorable to Nanyuan if they came together, he immediately had someone hand over the national invitation upon Xi Lu's arrival.

Although Nanyuan is not the small and down-and-out country it once was, it is feared by others. The land and sea areas of Nanyuan are the largest among the four countries, comparable to the size of Beili.

Almost the most numerous mountains are mountains. If the mountains were planted with fruit trees, Nanyuan could jump up.

It's a pity that the seeds Ye Qianning prepared back then were only enough for planting in Nanyuan City, and they didn't even occupy one-third of Nanyuan City.

Nanyuan also had many seedlings cultivated when the melons were beginning to bear fruit, but none of them grew.

Even the trees currently growing still need follow-up nutrition, which Ye Qianning has not done yet.

It can also be said that before they had time to do anything, the situation in Dayu City appeared in Nanyuan, and they pushed the Gu family out.

Hey.

Ye Qianning sighed slightly, it is impossible to say whether human nature is good or evil, and the problem of Nanyuan fruit trees will have to wait for a while.

After getting dressed, she walked out of the inner room and saw an extra piano in the room.

"Young Master, if you need anything, just ask." Madam An's eyes lit up again, and she secretly sighed that almost no one in the world could match the beauty of Young Master.

"it is good."

"I'm leaving now."

Mrs. An bowed and walked out.

Ye Qianning stretched out her hand to touch the guqin that was placed there. She stretched out her slender fingers to fiddle with it a few times and made a sound. It was a good qin.

It is not easy for my aunt to build Siyinfang into such a famous place in just a few years.

Being able to enter the palace from time to time and take care of things is not something that ordinary people can do.

There is an independent music studio and dancers in the palace, but the palace only seeks people from Siyinfang, which is enough to illustrate Siyinfang's ability.

Thinking of this, Ye Qianning walked to the desk and sat down, taking out the rice paper.

Siyinfang manages palace music, and the commonly circulated music cannot be used. Only uniqueness can highlight Siyinfang's ability.

Ye Qianning pondered for a while, then slowly picked up the pen and placed the notes on the rice paper.

The song I wrote when I was a child has now become a famous song, and elegant people from all four countries often play it. I even heard someone play it when I passed by a city when I came to the capital.

But the state of playing is a bit poor.

Siyinfang is my aunt's hard work, so she will naturally contribute something to this building, making Siyinfang's reputation rise to a higher level.

Ye Qianning doesn't like soft music very much. She prefers the kind of majestic and shocking music that can arouse people's hearts. Her writing is strong and powerful, and she will unconsciously use a little more force when writing the high points of the syllables.

"Girl Nishang, you can't come in."

"Aunt An, I just saw a girl go in."

"Miss Nishang, the owner of the shop has a rule that no one in the shop is allowed to enter the attic." Mrs. An's voice became colder.

Nishang stood on the steps of the top floor and was stopped by Mrs. An. Her eyes fell on the room where a well-dressed guard in black stood at the door.

She waited downstairs for a while but no one came up, and she became even more curious.

"Miss Nishang, please." Mrs. An asked her.

"Aunt An, who was that woman just now? Why can she go to the top floor?" Nishang didn't move.

"You can't ask who it is. Miss Nishang, please don't break Siyinfang's rules."

"Aunt An..."

Ye Qianning heard the noise outside and paused without raising his head: "Ying Ge, invite people in."

After about a minute, the door to the room was opened.

Nishang went up to the top floor for the first time. He glanced around and landed on the figure behind the screen. His steps were a little dazed.

"Girl, are you looking for me?"

Before Nishang could think of how to speak, the other party asked first.

"I just saw the girl coming upstairs and I was a little curious about her." Nishang's voice was soft and pleasant.

"What are you curious about?"

"The owner never lets people go up to the top floor, but the girl can go there unimpeded. I'm curious about the relationship between the girl and the owner." Nishang vaguely saw the figure inside through the screen.

It seems that he has never raised his eyes. "Has anyone ever told the girl that curiosity killed the cat?" Ye Qianning glanced casually, lowered his head and wrote again: "The girl must have been in the capital for a long time. She is so reckless. If it were anyone else, the girl would be so blunt. I’m afraid my head needs to be moved.”

Nishang's beautiful face paled a bit, but she was still a bit dissatisfied with her courage: "I know this is reckless, but in the few years since I have been in Siyinfang, I have never seen anyone so familiar with the owner."

Ye Qianning raised her head this time and looked through the screen: "You care?"

"kindness."

"why?"

"I want to become my master, the master of the shop."

Nishang didn't hide anything.

"So you suspect that I am the master's apprentice?" After Ye Qianning finished speaking, she lowered her pen tip and landed on the rice paper. When she heard the other party's response, she said softly: "I am not."

Nishang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Although a very good luthier also teaches piano skills, he does not teach them personally. Who is willing to teach all his abilities.

The first time she heard the master's music, she vowed to become her teacher. Later, she entered Siyinfang, but the master did not accept her as his disciple, and she did not leave either.

She always believed that one day the master would relent and accept her as his apprentice. Many luthiers would only accept one apprentice to succeed them.

If the boss doesn't accept a disciple for a day, she still has a chance, so the woman who has always been close to the boss is very vigilant, fearing that others will take the lead.

"Who is that girl?"

"I happened to have a piece of piano music in my hand, which I used to exchange for money."

Ye Qianning did not want to reveal her relationship with Siyinfang, and it was not the right time for her aunt's identity to be made public.

"Piano score?"

"Well, Miss Nishang, are you interested in taking a look?"

"May I?"

"kindness."

Nishang was affirmed and walked around the screen to see Ye Qianning. She had her head lowered and her face was just beautiful in surprise.

His astonished gaze fell on the rice paper where she was waving her brush and writing continuously.

I was really curious about the song she was talking about.

She walked a few steps forward and came to Ye Qianning's side. She looked at the rice paper, which was densely covered with music scores. The more she looked down, the more surprised she looked and the more excited and excited she felt.

She could almost feel the shock of the music without playing it at all.

Seeing her write down the position and staring closely at every note she wrote, I was also excited and shocked while waiting.

The most painful thing for a person who likes piano music is to see half of the music disappear. She stared at the rice paper and saw that the half-box of brushes she was holding had not fallen down. Nishang looked up in anticipation and suspicion.

"Girl, why don't you continue?"

Ye Qianning stared at the score as if thinking.

Nishang didn't dare to say anything when she saw this, and waited quietly. She knew very well that the most taboo thing when creating was interruption, and she felt a little regretful about her insistent intrusion just now.

If she hadn't interrupted, the song would not have been interrupted.

She admired the little girl in front of her from the bottom of her heart. She was so accomplished at such a young age that she felt ashamed.

"What do you think the next tone should be, girl?" Ye Qianning suddenly asked.

Nishang was stunned for a moment and then became nervous and ashamed: "Girl, the first half of the song is already a masterpiece, how dare Nishang show his disgrace."

Not a compliment, just a fact and a sincere statement.

"Young girl is modest. I can trust Siyinfang's top piano player, and the following sentence is indeed not what I want."

"Does the girl have the pitch for the next sentence?"

"Yes, but I think there's something wrong with it." Ye Qianning pulled out a blank piece of rice paper and the next string of notes fell.

Nishang connects the top and savors it carefully. The music can be connected together, but compared with the shock of the previous sentence, the next sentence seems a bit lower.

In fact, most people can't hear it continuously, and people who don't listen to music can't hear it either.

"It's not very good, and I can't find the converted syllable yet." Ye Qianning was slightly distressed.

When Nishang heard this, she knew that Ye Qianning was someone who pursued perfection. This piece could be said to be perfect now, and her dissatisfaction was with striving for perfection.

People who are obsessed with Qin cannot tolerate flaws in their works, and she understands.

Humming the beat carefully in his mouth, over and over again, he picked up a brush and wrote something on a piece of rice paper, then crossed it out and started writing again.

The most distressing thing for Ye Qianning in the whole song is the turning point, and he is not satisfied with how to fill it in.

About an hour or two later, there were rice paper dumplings all over the floor, and Yingge brought in a new stack of rice paper.

It seems like a long time has passed.

"Girl, see if this works."

Nishang handed over a string of musical notes drawn from her own blood.

Ye Qianning put down the pen and looked sideways. It was strange to play it solo. If the first half of the song and the second half of the song were played together, the turning points would be firmly connected.

Nishang recited the main part of the song over and over in her heart. After repeating it many times, she looked at Ye Qianning, who had been silent, feeling a little nervous.

"May I?"

Ye Qianning read it a few more times, only replacing one note, and then was satisfied: "Very good."

When Nishang saw the position where she replaced the notes, she hummed a few times, and her eyes instantly lit up: "The girl's attainments are really high."

"Girl Nishang is also very good. This part of the song only confused me for a long time. The girl added a twist to make the song more lively."

The long time in Ye Qianning's mouth is about the time it takes for a cup of tea.

"No, no, the girl's accomplishments are incomparable to those of Ni Shang."

"Girl Nishang doesn't have to be like this. The ending of this song is also the girl's credit."

Nishang was horrified: "It's just a short paragraph, how dare Nishang take credit."

"Miss Nishang is from Siyinfang. Once she becomes famous, Siyinfang will also take advantage of it." Ye Qianning pushed the complete song in front of her.

Nishang was stunned: "Girl, what do you mean?"

"This piece of music was originally given to Siyinfang, and it was also written by Miss Nishang, so the tune naturally belongs to her."

"You...you want to give me this piece of music?"

"Ah."

"But...I..."

Nishang was shocked and incoherent. She was really moved by a masterpiece of music, but she knew that composing music was not easy, and the music of the prosperous age in front of her could not be composed overnight.

She just wrote a dozen notes, how could she afford it.

"I just said that you are from Siyinfang. Once you become famous, Siyinfang will also become famous."

Nishang looked at her steadily: "But if you play this piece of music, the effect will be better than mine."

Ye Qianning smiled and seemed a little helpless: "The elders in my family are very strict and don't allow me to be too ostentatious, so I came to Siyinfang to sell music."

Nishang has been in the capital for such a long time and is very good at recognizing people. Ye Qianning is not an ordinary person at first glance. There must be a lot of etiquette in the family. Not many ladies among us are exposed to the public.

What's more, the beautiful woman in front of him is indeed too ostentatious.