My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

Chapter 229 She's here again?

"right!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

Tang Ningshuang held the letter, her expression becoming noticeably serious: "So, you think... she'll come again tonight?"

"I'm not sure, but it's highly likely!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded gently.

That's right. Since the other party made a special trip to ask him the name of the second piece, it shows that he has a deep passion for music.

This expert will surely come again until he gets the answer.

"Okay, I'll be careful tonight!"

Upon hearing Jiang Xiaobai's words, Tang Ningshuang took a deep breath and said, "Let's see if we can keep an eye on her!"

She wanted to see what a ninth-rank master who had entered the sect could do.

"Just do your best, no need to push yourself too hard!"

Jiang Xiaobai knew Tang Ningshuang's personality, but a ninth-rank sect leader... unless she took the initiative, it would be difficult for anyone to discover her!

Tang Ningshuang responded softly, but her eyes held a firm resolve.

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and didn't say anything more.

He didn't rest for the rest of the day.

While instructing Zhang Xinnian to continue leading people to serve wine, Jiang Xiaobai also wrote down some methods of calculation.

After a quick tidying up, it was handed over to the subordinates and sent to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

That's right, he also needs to ask Tianjilou to bring over a few more sets of equipment.

As the wine spreads out more and more, the amount of wine consumed must be increased.

Otherwise, no matter how much stock is laid out in the front, it won't work if the supply can't keep up with demand.

What he had to do was to thoroughly understand and master all the restaurants, big and small, in the entire capital!

Before we knew it, the sky had darkened.

Inside his residence, Jiang Xiaobai stretched, spread a new sheet of paper on the table, and then began to grind ink.

Tang Ningshuang stood not far away, her gaze occasionally sweeping towards the door and windows.

Clearly, her mind was already on the expert she was talking about tonight.

After all, no one can say for sure whether they will come or when they will come.

As soon as the ink was prepared, Jiang Xiaobai picked up his brush, dipped it in the ink, and the first thing he wrote down was the title of the song.

A hearty laugh echoes across the vast ocean.

After finishing writing, Jiang Xiaobai pondered for a moment and casually added four words after the song title: "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer".

Yes, "A Laughter in the Vast Sea" is indeed the title of the song, but Jiang Xiaobai always felt that, in terms of the flavor of the song, "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" was undoubtedly the most suitable.

After writing down the song title, Jiang Xiaobai didn't stop immediately. He pondered for a while and then picked up a new sheet of paper.

This time, he wrote the musical score, which was his famous work from his previous life, "High Mountains and Flowing Water".

This piece, along with "Daughter's Love" and "A Laughter in the Vast Sea," are all different.

A daughter's love is tender, a hearty laugh echoes across the vast ocean, and that is heroic.

High mountains and flowing water, on the other hand, are clear, elegant, and pure, like a clear spring falling on rocks in the mountains, refreshing the heart and soul.

It is quiet and unassuming, and its presence can bring peace of mind the more you listen to it.

Moreover, this piece is meant for those who truly understand the instrument.

The person at the pavilion in the middle of the lake was able to perform those two pieces to such an extent.

I'm sure you'd love to see mountains and flowing water.

His purpose in doing this was simple: to win them over if possible, and even if he couldn't, he would try his best not to antagonize them.

A ninth-rank master who has entered the sect level, and the current sect leader of Cangfeng Mountain.

Even if you don't help someone with anything, as long as you don't harm them in return, that's a good thing.

By the time he finished speaking, the night was completely dark.

Jiang Xiaobai tidied up a few sheets of paper and placed them in the most conspicuous position on the desk, then continued writing the Four Great Classical Novels.

Tang Ningshuang glanced at it from the side, and after confirming that it wasn't Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, she began to read it with great interest.

As night deepened, Jiang Xiaobai quickly washed up and went to bed.

But this time, he didn't rush to sleep; instead, he kept his eyes open and looked around the room.

Tang Ningshuang leaned against the bedside not far away, her expression serious, and her whole demeanor became much more restrained.

Neither of them made a sound, which resulted in an extremely quiet room.

But as time went by, Jiang Xiaobai's eyelids began to droop.

He held on for a while longer, but finally couldn't take it anymore, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

In the room, only Tang Ningshuang remained, leaning against the wall with her hand on the hilt of her sword, her expression tense.

Just then, Tang Ningshuang heard a slight noise.

Startled for a moment, Tang Ningshuang immediately jumped out and followed the sound to the roof.

But looking around, there was no one in the night.

Did I hear that right?

Tang Ningshuang frowned and finally turned back.

As she passed by the desk, she glanced at it casually, and the next moment she felt a chill run down her spine.

That's right, the things Jiang Xiaobai left on the desk are gone.

Even Tang Ningshuang couldn't help but gasp at this moment.

When did this person enter the house?

Shocked, Tang Ningshuang quickly went to Jiang Xiaobai's room.

Only after seeing Jiang Xiaobai still lying there did they breathe a sigh of relief.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Ningshuang went out, and at that moment, her expression changed again.

Because there was something new on the desk.

An envelope...

……

The next day, Jiang Xiaobai was woken up by Tang Ningshuang.

Ok?

Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes groggily and saw Tang Ningshuang standing by the bed.

Moreover, Tang Ningshuang's expression looked even more solemn than yesterday.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaobai immediately sobered up: "She's here again?"

"Um!"

Tang Ningshuang responded and handed a piece of paper to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai sat up and took it.

The paper was still the same paper from his place, and the handwriting was still the same as yesterday—those neat and elegant characters.

"I was delighted to see the title of the piece last night."

"A hearty laugh echoes across the vast sea, what a fine name! To laugh at the world with pride, it reveals a magnanimous spirit."

"This piece is bold and unrestrained, yet it also has a touch of humor amidst life's ups and downs, making it truly rare."

"See also the second piece. Although it was not played, the sheet music looks very good. The clear sound is like water, and the lofty sentiment is like a mountain. There is tranquility in the music, as well as the feeling of a close friend."

"It is a pity that you did not leave your name. If you would like to grant it to me, please let me know."

"Guest of the Lake Pavilion, I bow again."

"..."

After reading it, Jiang Xiaobai gasped.

This person not only came, but also read through what he had written.

Most importantly... he was completely unaware.

"You last night..."

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head, his gaze solemn as he looked at Tang Ningshuang: "I've found it!"

"A little bit, but no one...we never saw anyone at all."

Tang Ningshuang pursed her red lips, her expression slightly bitter.

She now understood just how terrifying the gap was between her and a ninth-rank being.

Jiang Xiaobai felt a little heavy-hearted after hearing this.