NIP Chapter 59 The Oiran
Chapter 59 The Oiran
Although Bitao's Broken Star Manual is a sonic skill, its function is not just for attacking.
In fact, this exercise was first created for the purpose of cultivating the soul and cultivating sentiment.
Because of this, Gong Shuiyao was able to use the guests in the Jiuzhong Pavilion to verify the effect of her practice.
As she fiddled with her bare hands, the sound of the piano spread around with the power of magic.
Hundreds of listeners in the waterside pavilion had ups and downs and ups and downs.
It feels like happiness, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock are completely out of their control.
Between heaven and earth, inside and outside the mind, there is only the sound of the piano.
That is the master of all thoughts!
At the end of the song, everyone didn't come back to their thoughts for a long time.
Even Zhang's mother, who was standing aside and waiting to see Xu Zhe's jokes, did the same.
It wasn't until more than half an hour passed that there was a shocking and inexplicable sound of breathing in the water pavilion.
Noisy, noisy, chaotic.
And tonight Gong Shuiyao still didn't make an appearance at the water pavilion.
After playing the piano, she pondered for a while, tapped her toes, and swept out of the Zhu Pavilion, heading straight for the main courtyard where Mu Feng was.
She didn't understand the first part of the exercise about Bitao's broken star spectrum.
But she felt that tonight was an appropriate occasion.
Take your achievements during this period of time and the insights you have just gained in practice, and report to Mufeng.
Of course, the most important thing is to refresh yourself in the past.
Arriving outside the main courtyard of the pavilion, Gong Shuiyao calmed down a little, and was about to report aloud, but saw that the courtyard door opened by itself.
Mu Feng's voice came from inside: "Come in."
Gong Shuiyao walked quickly into the courtyard, and after following the etiquette to greet her, she expressed all her doubts and understandings about the practice of kung fu.
She thought that the other party would give some answers to the questions she mentioned.
Unexpectedly, Mu Feng's reply was: "I saw your performance in Qinxin Waterside Pavilion just now."
When he said this, he paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about his words.
Looking at the young man in front of him who seemed to be hesitating, Gong Shuiyao couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and at the same time, there was a tinge of anticipation.
She is still very confident in her piano skills.
She also paid attention to the reactions of the guests in the water pavilion earlier.
Thinking about it, even if he didn't study the exercises thoroughly, he definitely wouldn't be bad.
After a while, Mu Feng spoke again.
But he didn't comment on her skills.
"Your comprehension is good, and you are willing to work hard, but you are a little too impatient."
After this simple and ordinary words fell, it was as if a thunder exploded in Gong Shuiyao's mind.
The originally inexplicable and erratic mentality suddenly returned to its place at this time.
In the blink of an eye, she thought of her failure in assassinating the enemy and fleeing.
He thought of his embarrassment when he was imprisoned in the pit of Yixianglou, and his devotion when he asked Mu Feng to protect him.
I thought of the joy I felt when I played the piano to affect the mood of others.
Everything in the past seems to be reduced to four words at this moment: eager for quick success!
There was a faint layer of fragrant sweat on Gong Shuiyao's smooth forehead.
Her feet were nailed in place, she didn't move, her face was very ugly.
Mu Feng didn't make a sound to disturb the woman's reflection at the moment.
In the sentence just now, he secretly mixed a trace of soul skills.
Although it doesn't have the deafening aura of Hong Zhongda and Lu Zhen, the effect is not bad.
He had already seen that Gong Shuiyao was carrying some heavy burdens.
This is a good thing for sharpening the mind, but if the balance is not right, it will be an invisible shackle on the path of cultivation.
He has high expectations for Gong Shuiyao, so he will naturally give her a hand when the time is right.
It was quiet for a while.
Mu Feng randomly took out a guqin from the storage bag and let it float in front of him in the air.
Stretch your fingers and press between the strings, and a forceful and powerful sound wave immediately swayed.
The piano is not caressed but has its own rhythm.
At this moment, the entire courtyard seemed to have turned into a blue sea of spiritual power, and the sound waves were like waves, which seemed to be able to stir up the wind and clouds!
Gong Shuiyao suddenly regained consciousness.
This is the true level of Bitao's broken star spectrum!
In contrast, the techniques I used to stir people's minds at the waterside pavilion were just poor performances.
Mu Feng sensed the other party's enlightenment, and was very satisfied.
He only demonstrated a string-pressing action from beginning to end, and did not give more explanations.
He knew that he only needed to do this step, Gong Shuiyao was so smart, he would definitely understand all his intentions.
Gong Shuiyao did exactly as Mu Feng expected.
Carefully keeping all the sentiments in mind, he bowed deeply to the person in front of him and returned to his residence.
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Another half month passed.
The news that there was a well-known oiran in the Jiuzhong Pavilion spread throughout the entire capital for some reason.
Even some cities outside the capital have heard about it.
It is said that the oiran named Gong Shuiyao is not only extremely beautiful, but also has outstanding piano skills!
Even Xu Zhe, a well-known scholar who was the first to go to play, was completely convinced in the end.
And the aloofness and mystery of the oiran who never keeps company with others adds a lot of charm to him.
For this, while Zhang's mother was smiling, she was also a little scared.
Because the word oiran was first called out from her mouth.
At that time, she was only trying to make a name for Jiuzhong Pavilion, and she never expected that it would make a scene known to everyone.
"If the pavilion master knows that I named his woman as the oiran of the brothel, will he kill me?"
Zhang's mother became more and more frightened as she thought about it, and finally ran to the pavilion owner's courtyard to plead guilty.
When she arrived, she found that Jing Shuyun and Cao Tai were also there.
Just as he was dawdling around the gate of the courtyard, Mu Feng had already seen her.
"Mother Zhang, did something happen in the pavilion?"
Zhang's mother was crying, and moved into the yard in small steps.
Under the curious gazes of Jing Shuyun and the others, they began to raise their hands to wipe away tears: "Pavilion master, servants don't know how things turned out like this?"
"Back then, this servant was really just dragging Miss Shuiyao to rescue the scene, and I don't know which bastard is gossiping, this servant is ashamed!"
Mu Feng thought about it carefully, and felt that his Jiuzhong Pavilion hadn't caused any trouble recently?
"Can you be more specific? What happened to Shuiyao?"
Hearing Mu Feng's affectionate address to Gong Shuiyao, Zhang's mother burst into more tears.
"Miss Shuiyao's reputation as an oiran has already spread, no matter how much the slaves can't suppress it."
"Look, Pavilion Master, why don't we spread some rumors and use the name of the Pavilion Master's lover to cover it?"
As soon as these words came out, Jing Shuyun's eyes immediately widened, and even her neck stretched forward a lot.
Mu Feng only felt some brain pain.
Not only because Zhang's mother misunderstood her relationship with Gong Shuiyao, but also because it is really not good to be given the title of Oiran without other people's consent.
The oiran, the red card and so on sound like a bluff, but Gong Shuiyao is not a brothel girl at all.
Among the four people in the courtyard, only Cao Tai's mood is the most stable.
When he heard the word 'lover', not only was there no wave in his heart, but he even had a sense of superiority of 'I knew this a long time ago'.