On the pavilion, at this time, a man was sitting, and the man was playing the piano.

The clear piano sound flew out of his fingertips. Song Rong heard it and felt that her whole body was shocked. The piano sound seemed to have a feeling that could swing people's heart.

Xu was also a bit obsessed. She used to be a woman who liked piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, after Song Yun's death, she no longer had leisure and elegant to think about these things, but for a little time, what she thought was how to live and how to make her children grow up.

Both Song Rong and Xu Shi were attracted by the piano sound and walked forward involuntarily.

When they arrived near the pavilion, they could see the man clearly.

He wore a Taoist bun. He was more than 40 years old. He was not very handsome, but he had an extremely elegant temperament.

He was dressed in an indigo Taoist robe with green edges. In front of him was an ancient Qin, from which the sound flowed.

At the end of the song, he put his hand on the piano and looked up at Xu.

He was a little stunned when he saw Xu. Xu also looked at the man in front of him in some doubt: "have we met somewhere?"

Song Rong has long recognized that this is Taoist Qingfeng. She said hello to the Taoist temple earlier, saying that she and her mother were coming and wanted Taoist Qingfeng to explain something.

When she came in, the people of the Taoist temple, of course, would bring them to see Taoist Qingfeng.

Song Rong thought that the so-called Taoist Qingfeng might be a charlatan who knows some tricks, but waiting to see someone, Song Rong felt that this person really looked like an expert outside the world.

Taoist Qingfeng glanced at Xu and said, "are you... Brother Yun's wife?"

Xu's face was full of surprises this time: "it's brother Mo zhe!"

Xu's tone was cheerful. It was obvious that he knew Qingfeng.

It's Song Rong's turn to be surprised.

"It's just that you are..." Xu looked at Qingfeng and looked at his clothes. He was very puzzled.

Qingfeng said with a smile, "it's nothing. I've practiced for many years. Now I'm a foreigner."

Xu was just a little stunned and accepted the fact that Qingfeng said. He didn't continue to ask, but smiled: "are you Taoist Qingfeng?"

Qingfeng nodded.

Xu has taken Song Rong and sat on the pavilion.

When Song Rong walked up, although she felt a little uneasy, she didn't worry about safety when she looked at the connected huge stones.

"I don't know who this is..." Qingfeng glanced at Song Rong.

Xu smiled and said, "this is a little girl. She is called linniang."

Qingfeng looked at Song Rong with a look in his eyes and asked.

Song Rong knew what Qingfeng asked. Although she was worried that Qingfeng, who knew her mother, would tell the story, she had to nod her head at this time.

After Qingfeng determined Song Rong's identity, he was somewhat stunned.

Then he considered his language and asked slowly, "I don't know Brother Yun..."

Xu's face was full of a lonely look and said, "to tell you the truth, I came here this time to set up an immortal memorial tablet for yunlang."

Qingfeng sighed wistfully, with a sad look on his face: "Brother Yun has always been romantic and unruly. He envies others for what he does with you. He never thought he died young. Don't worry. I'll let someone set up a memorial tablet for him. Even if it's my brother's heart."

Then the two began to talk.

Song Rong was worried that her mother would take some precautions against strangers. Now she feels that she is more worried. Taoist Qingfeng and Xu have talked about contacts.

Song Rong listened to it and knew it. How did Qingfeng know his father and mother.

It turned out that the original name of Qingfeng was mo Zhe. At that time, he traveled abroad with his father and met his mother together.

Mo zhe even expressed his love with his mother, but Xiang Wang was intentional and the goddess was unintentional.

Xu took a fancy to Song Yun. As for Mo Zhe, he was also free and easy. He didn't take children's and women's love as one thing, and soon opened his eyes.

Then I opened a school in Kyoto, and soon after, I began to practice Taoism.

Several people talked here for a while, and Qingfeng took Xu to the quiet room to talk.

Song Rong didn't know what the man called Qingfeng said to Xu. He only knew that when Xu came out, he seemed to be in a much better mood and felt relaxed all over his body.

As if it were sinking away.

Song Rong asked vaguely, but Xu didn't say anything.

After going back, Xu had some changes and walked more and more with Qingfeng. Those called Qingfeng even came to the song house from time to time.

It's nothing. Song Rong is not the kind of person who interferes with her mother's life. On the contrary, she is very fond of it. Her mother can actively communicate with men. Even if the man is only a Taoist, there are faint signs.

Song Rong is happy, but some people can't sit still.

General Shu came to song's residence frequently, saying that he wanted to teach Song Yu to practice martial arts, but every time he came, he couldn't help but go to Xu's house to sit down for a while.

Sometimes you will meet Qingfeng and Xu talking about something. Xu's face has always been smiling, which makes general Shu feel very uncomfortable.

He went back and meditated deeply. Waiting for general Shu to figure this out, he went to find Song Rong.

He knew that Song Rong was the only one who could help him sort it out at this time.

At this time, in the main hall of the palace, Song Rong and general Shu are sitting face to face.

General Shu seldom comes to the palace alone to see Song Rong. At this time, Song Rong has some doubts. General Shu must go to Chu Yun for this business, but general Shu will think of looking for Song Rong for this private matter.

Song Rong looked at general Shu with a smile: "I don't know what my uncle came to me for?"

"Lin Niang..." general Shu called low, and then looked at Song Rong.

Song Rong's heart was even more confused. In her heart, general Shu was always a person who said anything straight. How could he be so hesitant.

She guessed and asked; "Uncle, is there something difficult for you?"

General Shu scratched his head uneasily and said, "there is such a thing."