If Li Hai made his statement first, then the concubines below would follow Li Hai's statement in order to please the emperor. Since Li Hai did not express his opinion, the concubines were free to express their opinion.
Eunuch Liu did the math, and there are a total of 222 good concubines who support Yan Lidan. Eunuch Liu asked the concubines to raise their hands to the musicians just now. There were only one hundred and fifty of them.
"Purple Concubine Ziyan, the prime minister plays the Guzheng well, right? I saw you laughing just now." Rong Changan said with a hint of sarcasm.
Zi Yan thought what Rong Changan said was true, so she turned her face away, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, but found nothing, it turned out that Rong Changan had tricked her! I hated Ziyan so much that her eyes cracked.
Yan Li behaved very modestly, if it wasn't for Rong Chang'an not being imprisoned again, he wouldn't have shown all his skills.
"Maybe it's just that Yan Li is more familiar with playing this piece, it doesn't necessarily mean that I play it better than the musician."
Zi Yan said: "The prime minister is right. We have said just now that two out of three rounds are to be won. Now we only played one piece, so it is hard to tell the winner. Why don't you call the musician again and ask him to play another piece?" That's the only way it's fair."
She pouted again and shook Li Hai's knee.
"Your majesty, do you think I should play two more rounds with the queen?"
Li Hai found it interesting, but it was too late to be happy, how could he disagree!
"Since the imperial concubine wants to see which of them has the highest skill, let them play two more songs to see which of them has the highest skill."
First up was the musician. He had no intention of competing with anyone, but as a professional music talent, he was actually defeated by an amateur Yan Li. , he must use what he has learned in his life to compare Yan Li.
When the musician came up, he also adjusted the tone first, so that the guzheng could be tuned to the best sound quality. Normally, he wouldn't need to tune his tune; but today he is going to have a duel with Yan Li, a master duel, often details determine everything, so he is very cautious, carefully listening to his guzheng, and listening to the tunes of his guzheng. harmonious.
After adjusting the sound, the musician said to Li Hai: "What Wei Chen is playing is a piece of music from the Tang Dynasty, and the name of the piece is "Like a Dream Order."
As soon as Li Hai heard the words "Like a Dream", he became happy: "This name sounds good, it sounds good! Musician, play it quickly!"
So the musician gave Yan Li a sideways look, smiled slightly, and began to play the zither sonorously. I just listened to him playing while singing involuntarily.
"I once remembered the deep cave in Taoyuan, a Qing song and dance phoenix. I have long remembered that when I wanted to say goodbye, I went out with tears to say goodbye. Like a dream, like a dream, the waning moon and falling flowers and smoke are heavy."
Singing once and sighing three times, the song is elegant and mournful, revealing a touch of sadness in its beauty. Li Hai indulged in sensuality, and after being drunk, he was awakened by nightmares for a long time, wondering if this kind of life would have an end. Now that the musician played, it hit Li Hai's heart, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time. Listening to it, he actually sang along:
"When Chang Ji wanted to say goodbye, I went out with tears to see you off..."
Could it be that one day, like the king who made this tune, his life will end in bleakness? The person who can make his life gloomy, except for the Queen Mother, there is only one other person left.
Thinking, Li Hai squinted at Rong Changan.
Could Rong Chang'an be the one who ended his emperor's career? If there is no if, he has to seize the opportunity to get rid of Rong Changan, so as to eliminate future troubles forever.
Li Hai took the lead in clapping his hands: "Okay, the musician played very well, I don't know what words to use to describe it!"
The musician looked at Yan Li proudly again, and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty's praise is too high! Prime Minister Yan is an all-rounder, maybe he can play even more beautiful music."
Since Li Hai took the lead in praising the musician, then the concubines must not be able to say good things about Yan Li.
In this game, Yan Li will definitely lose, and Rong Changan will also lose.
But before the concubine raised her hand, Rong Changan left the seat and said to Li Hai: "The concubine thinks this piece of music is unlucky. If the emperor says it is good, it is very wrong."
Li Hai frowned: "What does the queen say?"
Rong Changan smiled slightly, as if he didn't think that Ziyan would win this round: "The music is sad, which means that the people there are living in dire straits; if the music is frivolous, it means that the people there are also very frivolous. Such a mourning song, the emperor To actually say yes, it's really a bit..." Rong Changan cleared his throat on purpose, and didn't finish the next sentence.
"What's there really?" Zi Yan snorted coldly and asked eagerly.
Rong Changan said: "It's really unlucky! Your Majesty, don't you think so?" Suddenly, she stared at the musician sternly, "Musician, today is August 15th, a day for reunion and happiness. Why do you want to play this song?" A sad song? Don't you have feelings for the former dynasty, don't you?"
Upon hearing Rong Changan's reprimand, the musician quickly knelt down and shouted long live, his legs trembling with fear.
"Your Majesty's enlightenment, the empress's insight, I really don't mean that! I only pick the pieces that I usually play well, and I didn't expect to spoil the elegance of the emperor and Empress Rong. I deserve to die!"
The musician kowtowed like pounding garlic, bang bang bang, his forehead was bleeding.
Li Hai didn't want to punish the musician at first, but just hindered Rong Chang'an, and her interpretation of the song seemed to be the same: on such a happy occasion, listening to such a sad piece of music really shouldn't be.
Li Hai waved to the musician resentfully: "Okay, okay! I don't blame you, just get up. See what piece Prime Minister Yan is playing."
The musician trembled and stood aside, like a withered willow in the wind, almost about to be blown down by the wind.
"Prime Minister, what piece do you want to play?" Rong Changan's words contained a reminder: don't play the sad piece like the musician just now.
Yan Li thought for a while, then replied: "Yan Li played a light and emotional piece for the emperor and empress."
He didn't tune the tune any more, just played it with clang and clang, and sang along with the musician: "Where is Mo Chou? Mo Chou is on the west side of the stone. The stile hits two oars, urging Mo Chou to come."
The tune is melodious and melodious, and in the brisk music, there is also a little sadness of missing.
Zi Yan immediately grasped the handle.
Just now the musician had already won, but Rong Chang'an's sharp tongue turned a live horse into a dead horse. Now she also wants to interpret Yan Li's music upside down.
"Your majesty, I think this song is not very good!"
Li Hai likes this kind of song that plays with Fengyue the most. In fact, he likes it very much in his heart, but he is afraid that Ziyan will go online and say something that has a hook with the fate of the country.
"Grand Concubine, tell me, why is this song so bad?"