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Chapter 62: Means

  It will be on sale tomorrow.

  Suddenly I feel very nervous and afraid, this time I rarely rested for two or three months, always feeling that some popularity has been lost.

  I'd like to ask everyone for a favor. When the new book goes on sale, could you all give me some face and subscribe to it? I'm really afraid of seeing a terrible performance.

  Also, whether it's plagiarism or reposting, can't you delay for two hours? Especially during the initial period of entering V. I need this buffer time, I need someone to subscribe and give me confidence and strength, I need that little money to make a living.

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  After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Gui smiled and replied quietly: "Although this body is like willow catkins, it does not wish to drift with the spring breeze."

  She raised her eyes and glanced at Yuan, saying softly: "May I borrow your zither for a moment?"

  She raised her eyes, extremely clever and resourceful.

  Yuan's teacher was taken aback.

  This seemingly humble little girl, deep down, has an inexplicable composure. It's as if her humility is just a facade, and her knowledge of propriety and adherence to rules are also just an act. She's like someone watching a play, but the play being performed is one she's acting out herself.

  Suddenly, Yuan thought of her calm and composed attitude in the first lesson.

  Yuan's teacher put the zither in front of Zhang Qi.

  Zhang Qi lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, her index finger slowly hooked, and a melodious piano sound floated out.

  Yuan started by just listening.

  However, the more he listened, his waist and back became straighter, and the smile on his face also became more dignified.

  Slowly, Zhang Yi's right hand wiped, and the piano sound stopped.

  The music had just stopped when Yuan's teacher hastily said, "Why did you stop playing?" He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the piano, staring at her seriously and commanding, "Continue playing!"

  Zhang Qi raised her eyes.

  She smiled at the corner of her mouth and asked in a crisp voice: "Really want to hear?"

  Yuan smiled and said, "Of course I want to hear."

  Zhang Qi shook her head, "It's gone."

  She pushed the piano in front of him, slowly stood up, tilted her head, and mischievously looked at him, saying: "Really gone." She said it as if it was a matter of course.

  Yuan stared at her.

  He hummed, "This 'Hui You' melody passed down from ancient times, you not only grasped its essence but also added a section that's not in the most complete and secret score that was passed down. Are you saying you're not done yet? Zhang Shi Aqi, are you trying to use this score to negotiate with me?"

  Zhang Qi raised her eyelids, and the light from her dense eyelashes cast a fleeting glance that made Yuan Xun feel as if she was stunningly beautiful and charming. This kind of charm rarely appeared on her still tender and delicate face.

  As he looked at her with a rather good eye, she lowered her eyelids, and Yuan finally confirmed that it was indeed his illusion just now.

  Zhang Qi smiled and said: "It's really gone. If there is still, I will definitely ask for help from Xi."

  In the gaze of Yuan's teacher, she smiled and said, "Ah Gui will definitely ask Teacher to help me find a good person in the cold door."

  She curtsied to him and said softly, "I've been dawdling for too long, I should take my leave." She smiled elegantly, with the demeanor of a refined lady, "This morning, Mother scolded me, saying that men and women shouldn't be alone together privately. I don't want to be criticized by others, so I'll take my leave first."

  Having said that, she turned around and left.

  As she walked, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned around with a sly smile, "The 'Hui You' is just one aspect of the qin, after all it's lost in its grandeur, only when paired with 'Gui Nu' can it reveal the great Dao of yin and yang."

  Having said that, she took her leave.

  Watching her back, Coach Yuan wanted to call out to her several times, but in the end he forcibly restrained himself: She had said everything she needed to say, and if he were to force her to stay, it would be a loss of face!

  Being teased by a little girl like this is really unbecoming!

  Until Zhang Gui left, he picked up the wine jug on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

  He poured the wine onto the table with a loud bang, and Yuan Xi suddenly became somewhat annoyed: This detestable little girl, clearly knowing he was infatuated with music, painting, and fine wine, yet still deliberately provoked him. On one hand, she said she had never seen the remaining score of "Mulan Joins the Army", on the other hand, she played out a segment of melody that no one in the world knew, and finally, even mentioned "Gui Nu". It seemed that if he didn't find her a good husband, she really wouldn't give him that score.

  The most infuriating thing is that I actually helped her choose a good husband, and it's possible that she doesn't even have that music score in hand. At that time, she'll just rely on me, and I'll be at a loss for what to do!

  As a young master like him, he has always had everything he wanted, and whatever he desired, others would present to him with both hands. It was rare for him to feel such an itch in his heart, and Yuan felt uncomfortable.

  He stood there, frowning at times, gazing into the distance at times, and pondering at times. It seemed as if five fingers were constantly scratching his heart, making him so resentful that he wanted to drag Zhang Qi over and forcibly extract those two ancient qin scores from her.

  Zhang Qi walked out of the courtyard.

  As soon as she stepped into the sunlight, her face, which had just been lively and smiling, immediately returned to its usual gentle and ordinary appearance.

  She walked towards the newly moved courtyard early in the morning.

  At this time, the sound of laughter came from the other side of the courtyard. Among those laughs, there were a few familiar ones, and it seemed that the concubine-born girls who shared the same courtyard with her had all run over to play together.

  Arriving at her own door, looking at the half-closed door, Zhang Qi called out while walking: "A Lu?"

  There's no one responding inside. I suppose that guy is sleeping on the job again? But, where are those few newly-assigned maids?

  Zhang Qi walked in while deep in thought, opening the door and entering the room.

  As soon as she stepped in, her arm was in pain, and then a strong force pulled her heavily towards the inside. Zhang Qi was shocked, and just as she was about to shout, a big hand covered her mouth, while the door slammed shut with a loud "bang"!

  Zhang Qi wailed for a while, her body twisted and turned, but finally calmed down slowly under the gaze of the oncoming person.

  Slowly lowering the large hand covering her mouth, the newcomer said in a low voice: "Don't want to call out anymore?"

  Zhang Qi wiped away her tears and nodded obediently, softly replying: "Xiao Lang, how did you end up here?"

  This man is Xiao Mo!

  Xiao Mo stood with his hands behind his back, quietly staring at her. Upon hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he replied, "Since Ah Qiu didn't want to come see me, I had no choice but to come myself."

  He strode to one side, sat down on a couch, and ordered: "Prepare wine, burn incense!"

  Zhang Qi didn't move. She lowered her head and said in a timid tone: "No."

  Xiao Mo was taken aback.

  He slowly leaned back.

  Looking up at her, after a while, he said softly: "Come here." Patting his own thigh, his voice was as gentle as water, "Come and let me hug you."

  Zhang Qi did not move.

  She lowered her head and muttered: "We, we must not privately give or receive."

  He had no choice but to hire her.

  Xiao Mo's mouth twitched, and he let out a cold laugh, saying: "Can't privately give or receive? Isn't Ah Qie unwilling to follow me? Why must she pretend to be so proper here?"

  Zhang Qi's face turned pale, but her head lowered even further. She bit her lip and stubbornly turned her face to look out the window, with a hint of tears flashing in her eyes.

  Under the warm sunlight, her small face was half-covered by her bangs. The remaining half, upon closer inspection, was also delicate and pretty. This half-face, paired with tears that shone like pearls, was truly endearing.

  Xiao Mo's heart suddenly softened.

  He let out a long sigh and said, "Speak up, why did you try to seduce Chen Yu, making him ask your parents for marriage?" Seeing Zhang Qi's wide eyes looking at him, he coldly said, "Don't think you can deceive me. Your ninth brother and Chen Yu are in cahoots, trying to stop us, and they've even convinced your parents. I know all about it!"