Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Wang Yuanba had an order, Master Yi will come soon.

Master Yi's name is Master Yi Xue.

When he was young, he was considered number one in the arena.

Later, because he offended too many enemies, he was fortunately protected by Wang Yuanba, and finally became a master in Jindaomen.

Master Yi Xue looked very respectful, lowered his head, and waited for Wang Yuanba's orders.

"Master Snow, here is a music score or a sword score, take a look."

Wang Yuanba handed the notebook in his hand to Master Yi Xue.

Yi Xuezhu took over the sheet music of Swordsman, his eyes lit up.

He kept making gestures in his hands.

It seems to be playing the piano, but it seems to be practicing the sword.

Yue Buqun was very excited at this moment.

"How is it? Master Yi? Is this the sword manual?" Yue Buqun asked hastily.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Yi Xuezhu, thinking that his piano skills are so-so, how could he recognize him.

The score of Swordsman's Proud Jianghu is extremely difficult.

If the knowledge of music theory is not at the master level, it is impossible to understand it.

Master Yi Xue didn't answer Yue Buqun in a hurry, his eyes were full of confusion.

Yue Buqun saw Yi Xuezhu in this state, so he didn't urge him any more.

He knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Wang Yuanba was not in a hurry.

So what if it's a sword manual?

What about the sheet music?

Anyway, they belonged to his grandson Lin Pingzhi.

It's time to give it back to him.

Although Wang Yuanba thought so.

But this is not the case for Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang.

From their point of view, if this is the Lin family's evil sword manual, then the two brothers will be able to soar into the sky if they get the magic power.

At that time, no one dared to say that they relied on Wang Yuanba's prestige.

"Master Yi, how are you doing?" Wang Bofen urged.

"That's right, Master Yi, speak quickly!" Wang Zhongqiang also urged.

Wang Yuanba glanced at the two brothers, with a stern look in his eyes: "Why are you talking to Mr. Yi, what are you urging!"

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang sighed.

Now they were no longer drunk, and after being yelled at by Wang Yuanba, they lowered their heads resentfully and stopped talking.

Lin Pingzhi covered his mouth and laughed.

These two bears are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they are afraid of their old man Wang Yuanba.

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang glared at Lin Pingzhi.

In their eyes, Lin Pingzhi was just their nephew, yet he dared to laugh at them.

They had already blacklisted Lin Pingzhi in their hearts, and they planned to bully Lin Pingzhi whenever they had the opportunity.

Yi Xuezhu heard Wang Yuanba scolding his two sons, he raised his head and looked at Wang Yuanba.

"This..." Master Yi Xue hesitated to speak.

Yue Buqun wanted to ask, but thought that this was Wang Yuanba's place after all.

Moreover, Yi Xuezhu is also a member of the Golden Knife Sect, so he forcibly held back the urgency in his heart, and just kept staring at Yi Xuezhu.

Seeing that Master Yi Xue hesitated to speak, Wang Yuanba said boldly: "Master Xue just said what he has to say, and here are all his own people."

The only one who looks like an outsider is Yue Buqun.

But Yue Buqun was Lin Pingzhi's teacher and his prospective father-in-law.

Naturally, they can be regarded as one of their own.

Yi Xuezhu nodded, and said directly: "It looks like a music score, but it also looks like a sword score."

Lin Pingzhi leaned on Liang Zhu, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master Yi, that is a music score, how could it be a sword score?"

"Score?" Yi Xuezhu continued to look at the score in his hand, "Well, it looks more and more like a score."

Yue Buqun was in a hurry, he glanced at Lin Pingzhi abruptly.

What musical notation and sword notation?

A score is a score.

A sword manual is a sword manual!

What does like sheet music mean?

"Since Master Yi thinks it's a music score, can you play this piece?" Yue Buqun asked.

"This." Yi Xuezhu's face was a little embarrassed, "Shu Yi's ability is limited, so he can't play this score."

After hearing what Yi Xuezhu said, Wang Yuanba took back the score from Yi Xuezhu.

"The music score is just the music score. How can there be any sword score, Pingzhi, please keep it." Wang Yuanba handed the score to Lin Pingzhi.

"Slow down." Yue Buqun shouted.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yue Buqun.

I thought, Lao Yue, you have to slap me in the face?

Wang Yuanba also looked at Yue Buqun: "Brother Yue, what advice do you have?"

"Since Master Yi can't play this score, is there anyone else in the Golden Knife Sect who understands music theory?" Yue Buqun asked.

"Although my Golden Knife Sect is rooted in Luoyang, it is a Jianghu sect after all." Wang Yuan overbearingly said, "Except Master Xue, I don't know anyone who understands music theory."

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang were not happy anymore.

"Master Yi, think about it quickly, is there anyone who might be able to play this song?" Wang Bofen asked hurriedly.

Yi Xuezhu thought for a while, and then said: "There should not be many people who can play this song, but they are not in Luoyang."

Lin Pingzhi suddenly became interested.

He wanted to know, in Yi Xuezhu's opinion, who could play this song.

"Master Yi, who are you talking about?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

"Naturally, it's Tianxiang Valley in Fujian." Master Yi Xue laughed, "All the disciples of Tianxiang Valley should use umbrella swords as their blades. What they have learned all their lives, apart from piano skills, is swordsmanship, but Fujian is far away from this..."

Lin Pingzhi didn't find it strange to hear Yi Xuezhu mention Tianxiang Valley.

Bai Yunxuan, who currently sits in Yihongyuan, is from Tianxianggu.

Yue Buqun was not reconciled.

Luoyang is too far away from Fujian.

He really wanted to know as soon as possible whether it was a music score or a sword score.

"Master Yi, is there no one who can play this song in this huge Luoyang?" Yue Buqun asked.

Master Yi Xue pondered for a while, and then said: "It's not that there is no such thing, but that person has a weird temper and never sees strangers."

Wang Yuanba was also curious.

He has been in Luoyang for so long, and he really didn't know that Luoyang has such a person with such outstanding music theory.

"Master Xue, tell me, who is he?" Wang Yuanba asked.

"This man's name is Lvzhuweng, he is an old strip maker, and he lives in Lvzhu Lane in the west of the city." Yi Xuezhu said, "I often discuss the rhythm with him, and his music theory is indeed much higher than mine."

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect to go to Luzhu Lane in the end.

Lao Yue's face is determined!

Yue Buqun's eyes were blazing, he hurriedly said: "Since there is such a person, why don't you quickly invite him to play at your house?"

Yi Xuezhu's face was a little embarrassed.

"Master Yue, it's not that Yi did not invite him, but that old man never leaves Green Bamboo Lane, so he can't invite him at all, so we have to go there."

Wang Zhongqiang was not happy to hear this.

"My father is the master of the Golden Knife Sect. Can't we even invite this? We still need to visit in person. This old strip maker is really a big deal."

Wang Yuanba glanced at Wang Zhongqiang: "It's normal for capable people to have strange temperaments."

Wang Zhongqiang lowered his head resentfully.

"Brother Wang." Yue Buqun said, "If this is really a music score, Yue would like to hear it. If it is a sword score, maybe the green bamboo man can understand it?"

Wang Yuanba looked at Yue Buqun and asked, "Brother Yue, what do you mean?"

With a smile on his face, Yue Buqun said with a smile: "Since the green bamboo man has this ability, then we can pay a visit tomorrow, that's fine."

Lin Pingzhi was speechless the whole time, watching them agree to go to Green Bamboo Lane tomorrow.

Lin Pingzhi was also a little speechless.

But he is not Linghu Chong.

I also know that aunt is the holy aunt Ren Yingying.

I don't know if that girl Qu Feiyan is around.

With longing in mind, Lin Pingzhi went back to rest and waited for tomorrow.