jdhmnovel Chapter 281 A bad start
Chapter 281 A bad start
The Ministry of Internal Affairs began to prepare the carriage and accompanying disciples, which was something Tang Yixin had not expected.
Tang Yixien stood on the green jade steps, looking at the Tang family disciples who were bowing in front of him, holding his small spirit storage bag in his hand. The wind blew through his snow-white cloak, making him look extraordinarily handsome.
In fact, he was confused inside. What was going on?
Never mind, let’s get out of the mountain gate first.
Just as he was about to walk down the stairs, he heard a soft and elegant voice behind him:
"Master, where are you going in such a cold weather?"
Tang Yixien paused, and before he turned around, Jin Xiaoxiao had already walked to his side.
When he went out just now, he clearly remembered that Jin Xiaoxiao was not there.
He really had no reason to leave Biling Peak now. His cultivation had not recovered, and he did not need to go out to hunt demons.
"Master, I heard that a new restaurant has opened in the town at the foot of the mountain. The chef's snow ellipse drunken duck is very famous. Master wants to try it." Tang Yixien made up a reason casually.
Jin Xiaoxiao curled the corners of her lips calmly and said calmly,
"What a coincidence! That restaurant is owned by my family. I'll have them prepare it and deliver it to me right away. It's so cold, Master, you don't have to go there."
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"No need to bother."
Tang Yixien calmly pinched his spirit storage bag and said, he couldn't just go back like this.
"Master also heard that a new pastry shop opened at the corner of the street, and the plum blossom cakes there are delicious." Tang Yixien found another excuse.
"It just so happens that the shop is also owned by my disciple. I asked someone to send some of each kind of cake over."
Tang Yixien narrowed his eyes.
The disciples nearby looked envious upon seeing this.
Jin Xiaoxiao said softly:
"Everyone who sees it has a share."
"Thank you, Mr. Jin." Several disciples showed joy on their faces. It was difficult to buy the cakes from this shop even if you had to queue up.
"It's really worthy of being the Jin family."
"Yes."
The few of them exchanged glances and stood in front tacitly. They knew that Young Master Jin didn't want the young master to go down the mountain.
It's also for the young master's own good, it's cold outside.
How did I meet a group of foodies?
It's really a bad start.
Tang Yixian's eyes flickered slightly, and he continued deliberately, unwilling to admit defeat:
"I heard that the ditty in that restaurant is played pretty well."
Now Jin Xiaoxiao has nothing to say, right?
Tang Yixien thought.
"Master, Sheng Qingye can also play the piano. Let him play for you. Let's go back."
what?
Can Sheng Qingye play little tunes?
Why didn't he know?
Jin Xiaoxiao put her arm around Tang Yixin's waist and brought him all the way back to Biling Peak.
Tang Yixuan felt that Jin Xiaoxiao seemed to know that he was leaving, but this was unlikely.
Tang Yixien still doesn't quite understand Xiao Yan.
He had just given the snowflake jade pendant to Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan turned around and told Yun Zichu about it, and asked Yun Zichu to keep it a secret.
Yun Zichu turned around and told Jin Xiaoxiao casually, and asked Jin Xiaoxiao to keep it a secret.
He and Jin Xiaoxiao have a surprisingly good relationship because they have hosted a grand ceremony together.
The Tang family has no secrets.
Jin Xiaoxiao was such a sensitive person that she immediately noticed something was wrong.
He immediately informed his disciples that they must inform him when the young master went out.
Sure enough, Tang Yixien was stopped the next day.
Although Jin Xiaoxiao didn't know why Tang Yixien left, he instinctively didn't want him to leave.
Tang Yixien returned to the front hall, sat in front of the couch, and looked at the precious orchid on the table, which was sent by Jin Xiaoxiao.
There was a charcoal fire in the room, as warm as spring, but his heart was restless.
It seems that this open and aboveboard approach is not feasible.
About an hour later, disciples brought in various cakes and pastries, which gradually filled the table.
Snow-white cheese pastries, pink petal pastries, and of course plum blossom cakes, chrysanthemum cakes, and fragrant pear cakes.
Tang Yixien didn't expect Jin Xiaoxiao to act so quickly.
Which shops are not his family’s businesses?
The sweet aroma of the pastries filled the air, so sweet that Tang Yixien pursed his lips.
Do not eat white do not eat.
He wanted to try it to see if it tasted as good as what he made.
Just as he picked up a piece of chrysanthemum cake and put it in his mouth, Jin Xiaoxiao walked in from outside, followed by Sheng Qingye and Xuan Yuran.
After the three of them came over and saluted, Jin Xiaoxiao looked at the cakes on the table and saw that her master loved to eat them. Her eyes lit up.
"If Master likes it, please eat more. I will ask someone to bring more."
"Xiao Xuanwu, this is delicious, try it." Tang Yixian generously handed a piece of chrysanthemum cake to Xuan Yuran.
"Sheng Qingye, Jin Xiaoxiao, these are yours." Tang Yixien treated them all equally, they were all the same chrysanthemum cakes.
Anyway, I can’t run away now, let’s talk about it tonight.
"Master, don't you want to listen to some music? Sheng Qingye knows how to play it, let him play one for you." Jin Xiaoxiao ate the pastry and said with a smile in her eyes.
"Ah...yes, I can play it." Sheng Qingye seemed to be gritting his teeth as he said this.
Tang Yixien sighed in his heart.
Even though Sheng Qingye dared to play, he didn't dare to listen and was about to refuse. However, at this moment, someone outside had already brought the guqin over.
The visitor placed the guqin on the table, and it was obvious that it was a good instrument.
When Sheng Qingye was only ten years old, he was forced by his father to learn a song.
No one knows how Sheng Qingye learned this song.
Jin Xiaoxiao knew about this. It was a big deal at the time, after all, the eldest son of the Sheng family was learning to play the piano.
It scared away more than a dozen musicians and caused a sensation.
Sheng Qingye sat down beside the piano and stroked his fingers on it in a serious manner.
A strong sense of incongruity came over me. Sheng Qingye, dressed in black, sharp and handsome, was playing the piano.
Tang Yixin had never seen such a scene of incompatibility.
Xuan Yuran was as shocked as Tang Yixien. He looked straight at Sheng Qingye.
Sheng Qingye's posture is still very similar, with slender white fingers and a handsome and straight waist.
Tang Yixien suddenly felt that one should not judge a book by its cover, and Sheng Qingye might be a very good guitarist.
However, he realized that he had read too many novels. As Sheng Qingye plucked the piano with his fingertips, the wild and untuned sound came out, which was simply challenging the limits of human beings.
Other people play the piano like a piece of jade shattering into pieces, with pearls large and small falling on a jade plate, but Sheng Qingye plays it like slaughtering a pig.
It can't be said that it is very similar to the tune, it can be said that it has nothing to do with it.
It can only be described as horrific.
Tang Yixien couldn't hear the tune for a long time, and it was only slightly different from a random performance.
Jin Xiaoxiao seemed to have anticipated this. He held the Lingxi fan against his lips, suppressing his smile. He looked at Tang Yixian and said loudly:
"Master, do you think this is okay? How does it compare to the music in that restaurant?"
Tang Yixien resisted the urge to cover his ears with his hands and nodded slightly with a heavy heart.
Sheng Qingye was playing with great concentration, his beautiful and powerful fingers plucking the strings, as if it was a magnificent and fast-paced song.