"Who?" Zhang raised his head, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes, Zhen Mingku's identity in this Baihualou was a secret, and not many people knew him.

"It's the Miaoyu girl of the Peony Building."

Zhang's eyebrows frowned slightly, Laurel Tower and Peony Building have always been well water and river water, and old and dead do not get along with each other, how could the maid of Peony Tower suddenly come to Zhen Mingku?

"Let her go to the study."

After a while, Miaoyu followed Xiao Ying upstairs, entered Zhang's study, saw that it was Zhang, was stunned at first, and then saluted her slightly, Zhang asked her to sit down, and asked Xiao Ying to pour her tea, and she sat next to the bookcase, looked at the construction progress report of Longmen Town these days, and asked casually: "Is there something wrong with the Zhen Nursing Home, is there anything wrong?" I can tell him for you. ”

Miaoyu looked at her secretly, with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in her eyes, her face panicked when she heard this, and she hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing, Sister Zhang, when will he come back?" ”

Zhang Shi was stunned when he heard this, and a trace of surprise appeared on his originally slightly cold pretty face, and he raised his head to look at this somewhat panicked pretty girl, this Miaoyu is even higher than some flower fairies among the many piano maids in Baihualou, and has won the true inheritance of the peony fairy, even Liu Ye'er is deeply jealous of her, if it weren't for the festival with Ling Shuang, she would be quite optimistic about this little girl.

"How do you know it's his?"

Miaoyu's face turned red, and she whispered, "It was my brother who told me." ”

Zhang was more and more surprised.

Zhen Mingkut didn't mention Miaoyu to her, looking at this girl's intimate name for Zhen Mingku, obviously the friendship between the two is not shallow, Zhen Mingku's identity has always been concealed, and he never let people know easily, he told this little girl his identity, which naturally trusts her very much.

She looked at this Qiao Miaoyu carefully, in the past, because of Ling Shuang, she hated the house and Wu, and she didn't like the girls around her, but now she looked at it carefully, and had to admit that this Miaoyu was indeed a little beauty, and said lightly: "You wait here, he estimates that he will be back in a while, don't be too restrained, I'm not a bad person." ”

Miaoyu smiled shyly when she heard this, and her originally nervous and restrained shoulders relaxed a little: "Thank you, Sister Zhang." ”

Zhang stopped talking, and continued to look down at her account books.

Miaoyu was idle, and began to look around, the study was surrounded by high bookshelves, which were full of books, and the bookcase was facing the open-air balcony of the laurel building, on which the laurel vine had pulled out new leaves, and the tender green was pleasant.

On one of the walls, there are several paintings of Zhang's lifelike.

She had heard that there was a painter in Luoyang City who was good at painting beautiful spring boudoirs recently, and the price of each work hanging in the painting shop was sold to tens of thousands of taels of silver, and it was rumored that the beauties painted by this painter were all the same person, that is, the laurel fairy Zhang of Baihualou.

She didn't believe it at first, but now when she saw this painting, she believed half of it, the beauty picture hanging on the wall, only Zhang was the only one in the painting, half-dressed, lazily half-lying on the couch, the tulle skirt hung down to the ground, a section of snow legs half-covered and half-hidden, showing people a smooth and greasy feeling like jade, the beauty was holding a book called "Golden Vase Plum" in one hand, and was turning the page with the other, her face was flushed like a glow, and her eyes were like water, which made people wonder what the book she was reading was. would make the dignified and steady Zhang show such a coquettish and shy expression......

Miaoyu was fascinated, and from time to time she looked back at Zhang, who was burying her head in the accounts, and couldn't connect the person in the painting with her in reality.

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Zhang raised his head and noticed Miaoyu's strange expression, followed her gaze, his face turned red, and he hurriedly stood up, walked to the paintings, and put them away.

Miaoyu covered her mouth and laughed.

"I didn't hang here." Zhang argued, looking a little eager to cover up.

Miao Yu was a little closer to this scheming Laurel Fairy, couldn't help but smile, and asked, "Sister Zhang, what kind of book is the Golden Bottle Plum?" Why haven't I heard of it? ”

She has been with Ling Shuang since she was a child, living in the Peony Building, Ling Shuang's books can be described as all-inclusive, influenced by Ling Shuang, although the books she reads are not ten thousand volumes, she dares to say that there are thousands of volumes, but she has never even heard of this golden bottle plum.

Zhang became more and more embarrassed, and just said "a miscellaneous book" and stopped explaining.

The curiosity on Miaoyu's face became stronger and stronger, and her eyes searched the surrounding bookshelves, but she never found the golden bottle plum, but found a copy of "Five-line Piano Score", and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Sister Zhang, can you lend me this sheet music?"

Seeing that her attention was diverted, Zhang Shi breathed a sigh of relief: "You can watch it casually." ”

Miaoyu walked to the bookshelf, pulled the book "Five-line Piano Score" out of the bookshelf, turned a few pages, looked at the tadpole music score on it, first showed a trace of puzzlement, gradually became focused, showed a trace of surprise, gradually became excited, and muttered to herself: "What a strange notation method, can anyone really play such a complicated tune......

As she spoke, one hand couldn't help but gesture, as if there was a piano in front of her, her fingers quickly plucked out of thin air, the transformation was so fast, dazzling, seeing this, Zhang couldn't help but put down the account book in his hand, and looked with interest at this little girl who was like no one else and sank into her own music world.

Zhen Mingku's original score was to make her less cranky, and deliberately found something for her to do to distract her.

She was also curious about the stave at first, but her understanding of music is really not very good, she studied it for many days, although she can understand the score, but she wants to play it with a musical instrument, but she can't do it, even Liu Ye'er is helpless against the music in it, when she showed this music score to Liu Ye'er, Liu Ye'er is also the same as the current Qiao Miaoyu, first a burst of excitement, and then tried to play it with various instruments, but the result was without exception failed, and then a burst of frustration, It is concluded that the person who wrote this book must have had a strange instrument capable of producing a dozen notes at the same time with a wide range of notes.

Sure enough, Miaoyu simulated halfway through the air, her two hands were too busy, fine sweat oozed from her forehead, and her brows were furrowed, and finally she couldn't go on and stopped.

Close the book and put it back on the shelf.

"What's wrong?" Zhang asked curiously.

Miaoyu smiled embarrassedly: "It's too complicated, I can't play it, if it's Sister Shuang, it should be okay......"

As he spoke, as if he realized something, he hurriedly covered his mouth and glanced at Zhang secretly, with anxiety on his face.