Chapter 714: 3 Glasses of Wine

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There has always been a debate about the authenticity of Young Master Chi Yan. 【△网WwW.】

Even though many people witnessed Gu Qingfeng crushing a natural treasure in Xiaozhe Villa, they still don’t believe it. As Feiying said just now, the real Young Master Chi Yan’s body is indeed very strong, but a strong body does not mean that he is Young Master Chi Yan.

If it were someone else, everyone would not argue so much.

In fact, it is too outrageous to be reduced to ashes and then resurrected from the dead.

In addition, Young Master Chi Yan is known as the heir of the king and so on, which made Gu Qingfeng quickly become a topic figure in the northwest.

Everyone has always wanted to know whether Han Dong’s Taoist partner is really Young Master Chi Yan, and also want to know whether Young Master Chi Yan is really the heir of the king.

Therefore, seeing Wei Chaoqun and other influential figures coming to test the authenticity of Young Master Chi Yan, other people in the Five Colors Flower Club also came over.

Ouyang Ye, who was already somewhat guilty, felt even more guilty at this moment. Her heart was pounding and her mind was in a mess. She was not afraid of anything when she was in Xiaozhe Villa with Han Dong and Qian Shan. Now she was alone and faced with such a scene, she really didn't know what to do.

"I really don't know why you guys always suspect that my big brother is fake, and say that my big brother is a liar. It's really annoying." Xiao Jin'er was a little unhappy and said, "I tell you, my big brother is not fake, let alone a liar. Don't talk nonsense."

Next to him, Master Wenzhu wanted to take Xiao Jin'er away, because he heard Ouyang Ye say that this Chiyan Gongzi was fake, but Xiao Jin'er took him as real. Now seeing so many people want to test him, although he was worried about Ouyang Ye in his heart, he also knew that he could not help.

"Grandpa, why are you pulling me? I'm telling the truth. Big brother is not fake."

Xiao Jin'er twisted her shoulders, signaling Master Wenzhu not to stop her, and said: "Big brother, since they don't believe it, just play a song for them to listen to, and see if they dare to say you are fake in the future."

Gu Qingfeng has been sitting all the time, from beginning to end.

His expression is very calm, and it is hard to tell what joy, anger, sorrow or happiness is. However, when Mr. Ku Mu came over, he stood up, nodded and greeted him.

"No need to be polite."

Obviously, Mr. Ku Mu also seemed to want to know whether the Gu Qingfeng in front of him was real or fake. He stared at Gu Qingfeng and asked: "I have also heard about the musical attainments of Mr. Chi Yan, but you..."

Gu Qingfeng smiled, and smiled helplessly.

"Old Senior Kurumu, even you don't believe my elder brother?"

"This..."

"Haha, Senior Kurumu, the real Young Master Chi Yan's musical attainments may be unparalleled in the world, as for the fake one...it's hard to say."

"That's right, doesn't he claim to be the unparalleled Young Master Chi Yan? Let him play the King's Wind Rises in the Daqing Mountains and see how many mysterious layers he can play."

"My elder brother said that there is no song in the world that he can't play, especially the King's songs, my elder brother can play them." Little Jin'er raised her little head and said unconvincedly: "Moreover, no matter the mystery, momentum or artistic conception contained in the song, my elder brother can play it.

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What Little Jin'er said was really a bit exaggerated.

Many people in the big venue listened to it as a joke.

Ouyang Ye stood there with a sullen face, looking distraught, muttering in his heart: It's over, it's over this time, everything is over... It's too late... Lao Jiu's identity will definitely be exposed...

"Since you are so arrogant, we will be really eye-opening this time."

"Yes! Not to mention the artistic conception of the Wind Rising Daqing Mountain, let alone the momentum, even the nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of the Great Perfection Red Thunder contained in it, we have never heard of it. I hope that Master Chi Yan can play a song of the Wind Rising Daqing Mountain for us, so that we can broaden our horizons."

Many people were laughing and mocking, and some shook their heads and sighed : "It's fake, it must be fake. No matter what song it is, it can play out the mysterious momentum and artistic conception, and it's the king's song. Who in the world dares to say such a big talk?"

"Yes! I have always heard that the real Chi Yan Gongzi has unparalleled musical attainments in the world, but it's just hearsay. We don't know what his musical attainments are. Let alone saying that he is fake, even if he is real, I'm afraid he doesn't have this ability!"

At this time, Gu Qingfeng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke up and said, "Is the music score of Fengqi Daqingshan in your hand?"

"Yes."

"Can I borrow it?"

The Taoist Master Ku Mu nodded and handed over the music score in his hand.

Wei Chaoqun laughed and said, "Haha, this is not only the music score of Fengqi Daqingshan, but also the original handwriting of the king himself. Since you claim to be Chi Yan Gongzi and the heir of the king, you can't even recognize the king's handwriting, right?"

Gu Qingfeng ignored it, just looked at the music score in his hand, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

The score was written on a piece of cloth.

Gu Qingfeng still clearly remembered that when he suddenly got inspiration and realized something, he temporarily took off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrote down the score he had realized. He also used the five-color powder of the Five-Colored Mountain. The handwriting on the score still retained his remaining spirit. He used his spiritual consciousness to sense the remaining spirit in the score again, and he felt it was a bit childish.

The only thing that touched and impressed him was that after so many years, the old man still kept this piece of rag, and both the handwriting and the spirit were preserved as good as new. I think the old man must have been taking good care of it, otherwise, the remaining spirit would have disappeared long ago...

Folding up the music score, Gu Qingfeng handed it to the Taoist Master Kurumu and said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

The Taoist Master Kurumu was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Gu Qingfeng meant. What does thoughtfulness mean? What does thank you mean? What does it mean?

"I wonder why you want to thank me?"

"Thank you for keeping this music score so well."

"This..."

"Master Chiyan, you returned the music score to Senior Kumu, are you not going to play it?"

After Wei Chaoqun finished speaking, Ding Rui also said: "How could he not play it? In my opinion, Master Chiyan understood it thoroughly after just one look. Maybe he can really play the Fengqi Daqingshan to the fullest in a while."

"Ha! I'm looking forward to it!"

"Not only you, who among us is not looking forward to it?"

Gu Qingfeng drank the wine in the glass, and then poured two more glasses, handed it over, and said: "Old man, can I offer you three glasses of wine?"

Daoist Kumu frowned, not knowing why, thought for a moment, and took the glass.

"Back then in Daqing Mountain, the old man was seriously injured while trying to save Gu Tianlang. He was in a lot of trouble back then so he couldn't come to see you in person. Today I'm here on his behalf to toast you three glasses of wine!" Mobile phone users please visit m.Read for a better reading experience.