Su Nanxiang stood up, walked slowly to the center of the square, and gave the emperor a slight blessing: "Your Majesty, the summer feast is only once a year. If it is just drinking and eating, it would be too boring. Why don't you let the courtiers play the piano to help you?" Booze?"
"Okay!" The emperor nodded appreciatively: the summer resort is far away from the palace, and the musicians and dancers in the palace did not come with them. The summer banquet is really boring. It would be best if someone offered to perform.
A scheming smile flashed in Su Nanxiang's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, and said in a low voice: "If you just play the piano, it would be too monotonous. The minister is going to find a daughter, and play the qin and flute with the minister. What's your Majesty's opinion?"
"Yes!" The emperor waved his hand very generously.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Sunanxiang's body was full of happiness, the corners of her mouth curled into a strange arc, her sharp eyes swept across a famous noble daughter, and landed on Murong Xue, she said with a smile: "Ms. Murong, please come forward and meet Nanxiang." Let's play a ensemble of piano and flute!"
Murong Xue suddenly paused when she picked up melons and fruits, and her brows were tightly frowned. There are so many rich and famous families in the square, she didn't choose this one or that one, but let herself play the qin and flute with her, she must have no good intentions: "No Sorry Miss Su, I don't know how to play the flute."
Hearing her merciless refusal, Su Nanxiang was not in a hurry or annoyed, looked at her, and smiled slightly: "Su Wen, Mrs. Zhen Guohou, was once the most talented woman in the capital. Daughter, how could you not know how to blow a cock... "
Murong Xue sneered, her mother knew piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she must understand? What kind of broken logic is this? Besides, Shen Shi passed away when the original owner was four years old, no matter how good she is in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she can't teach the original owner!
Su Nan Xiangming knew that she hadn't learned anything from Shen Shi, and wanted to play the piano and flute with her, obviously because she wanted to see her make a fool of herself...
She just came to the summer resort to escape the summer heat. She didn't recruit Su Nanxiang, and she didn't mess with Su Nanxiang. Why did Su Nanxiang insist on grabbing her
Seeing that Murong Xue was silent, a barely visible sneer formed at the corner of Su Nanxiang's mouth. Of course she knew that Murong Xue couldn't play the flute, and because she knew that Murong Xue couldn't, she wanted Murong Xue to play the flute with her.
"Miss Murong, the emperor personally promised that I will play the qin and flute with you. If Miss Murong refuses, it will be disrespectful to resist..."
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled up into a icy smile, disrespectful? Su Nanxiang actually put such a big hat on her head. If she refuses again, Su Nanxiang will definitely say that she should ransack her family and exterminate her family!
Su Nanxiang put all his effort into playing the flute with her. She can fulfill Su Nanxiang, but: "I really don't know how to play the flute, can I use something else instead?"
"Of course!" Su Nanxiang nodded lightly, with an imperceptible sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth: she will lose face soon, it doesn't matter what she uses instead of Xiaoyin.
"Thank you!" Murong Xue said lightly, got up and walked to a big tree, reached out and picked off a green leaf, and gently stroked the dust on it...
"I'm going to start playing the piano, Miss Murong, listen carefully!" Su Nanxiang said proudly, put her slender fingers on the strings, and plucked it gently. In an instant, the quiet sound of the piano poured out, melodious and pleasant.
Everyone's minds were shocked, and they praised again and again: Not bad, not bad, the sound of the piano is very good, I wonder if Murong Xue can reconcile it
Looking sideways at Murong Xue, she saw that she was slowly lifting the leaves to her lips, and the beautiful music sounded slowly, combining with the sound of the piano, it was clear and melodious, pleasant to the ear...
Su Nanxiang raised her brows lightly, unexpectedly Murong Xue has some skills, she can keep up with the sound of her piano, but she will soon throw Murong Xue far away...
With a cold look in her eyes, she quickly plucked the strings with her slender fingers, and the tune changed abruptly.
Murong Xue curled her lips into a sneer. The piece played by Su Nanxiang is only suitable for playing on the qin. It is impossible to play on the flute or flute. She chose this piece to play with herself because she wanted to make a fool of herself. as she wished...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, and the tune changed instantly. The pitch was high and low, intermittently, like white clouds floating freely in the sky, or like a breeze and drizzle blowing into the heart, making people feel refreshed.
Everyone glanced at each other and looked at each other: Murong Xue's leaves are beautiful, but it's not the same song as Su Nanxiang...
Murong Xue hummed softly in her heart, who stipulated that the two of them must play the same piece of music? Su Nanxiang is going to disown her and step her into the mud. If she still plays the same song with Su Nanxiang, she is stupid...
Looking at Murong Xue who was playing with leaves in her hand, Su Nanxiang sneered disdainfully. Throughout the ages, who played music with leaves that were not suitable for the stage? Murong Xue really set a precedent.
Although the music she played was beautiful, it was made by a broken leaf after all. It was messy and out of order, and she dared to make a fool of herself here. She was so generous, it was worse than her own piano sound In this game, Murong Xue is doomed to lose...
The corner of Su Jixiang's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and he was about to secretly mock Murong Xue, when he heard a 'thump' sound, and a bird flew into the square.
How is this going
Su Nanxiang frowned, and was about to ask, only to hear the sound of 'thump, thump' one after another, and one after another beautiful birds flew into the square and flew above Murong Xue...
The birds gathered together with the tones played by Murong Xue, and automatically formed human shapes, mountain shapes, square shapes, etc., fluctuating with the tones of the music, spinning and flying around the square non-stop.
The beautiful formation, the beautiful combination, and the unanimous movement stunned everyone. The guards, the busy maids, and the servants all stopped and looked over in disbelief...
A few bold birds broke away from the formation and landed lightly on the hands of the queen and concubines...
Queen, the concubines were startled at first, seeing that the birds just stopped and did not make any other movements, they were a little relieved to see the little birds with their eyes slightly closed, reveling in the beautiful music, raising their little claws, and flapping their wings...
Ouyang Shaochen also had a bird with bright feathers, but it landed on the table in front of him, flapped its wings, twirled, soared, and proudly showed him its graceful dancing posture...
Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils passed over the flying birds and landed on Murong Xue who was playing the leaves. Under the pale golden sunlight, her ink hair was light and her light purple dress fluttered with the wind, making her cold and proud. dizzy...