Zhou Guogong laughed: "If the old man came to power shamelessly, shouldn't he be spit on the back of these little babies? It must be said secretly that this old thing is not the way to prevent them from rising?"
"When it comes to giving young people a chance to act, the old man still has to serve the old." The emperor sighed.
"It's through the birthday banquet of the empress dowager that you can pick and choose from this young generation to make things for my life." Prime Minister Zhang felt that this test was also good.
Everyone chatted and said, waiting for the Ministry of Rites and Shanggong Bureau to report that the arrangements are properly arranged, then they will eat and watch the excitement.
As the veteran of the three dynasties, Prime Minister Zhang was pushed out as the emcee of ceremonies. Just listen to the old prime minister's words: "First, explain the winning side. The winner can get the promise. Please behave. Secondly, explain the penalty method. The loser's opponent will be punished by the winner. ."
Once this color was announced, it really caused an uproar, and Yun Ling took it very seriously! She hasn't forgotten the old lady's unconscious desire to promise her to the scum prince! Although she knew that Sheng Qi would not let the queen mother succeed, her destiny still had to be in her own hands to be the most secure. So this contest girl must win! She needs the promise of the emperor!
In the midst of the debate, the old prime minister’s voice said again: "This first round of competition is the piano, and only string instruments are needed. Each of the two parties will compete. This is a competition on the same stage. Whose rhythm If you are pressed, you lose. The time for the competition is a stick of incense, and the time for half a stick of incense is for the two parties to choose a competitor."
"Ling'er has a question." Yun Ling and other Prime Minister Zhang just said.
"Please speak." Prime Minister Zhang asked and looked at Yun Ling.
"Is it possible to change players in the middle of the competition? That is, the original participant lost, but there is still time for the competition." Yun Ling asked in detail.
"Wait a minute." Prime Minister Zhang discussed with the old guys behind him, and finally asked the emperor and the queen dowager to answer: "Yes, and all subsequent competitions are OK."
"Ling'er understands, thanks Zhang Chengxiang for solving the doubt." Yun Ling has no more questions.
"Do you have any questions?" Prime Minister Zhang also asked, Yun Ling didn't have any. And if you ask the rest, the competition will officially begin.
In the first game, Cheng Jiayi is selected for the female side, but Qiu Qingfeng is the man’s side! After the two bowed, they both sat confidently in front of the piano stage.
"Ms. Cheng came out of Jiuqu Mountain, and she should be able to win this competition," said the eldest princess and Mrs. Cheng Hua.
"Qiu Shao Zhuang Owner is also my famous Feng Ya talent, this piano skill must be worthwhile." Mrs. Cheng Hua dare not boast about going to Haikou.
"Let's just look at it." As the most noble person on the women's side, the queen mother naturally wants to unite the front.
A distant guzheng tuned up, and the competition began immediately! Both of them chose Guzheng.
Cheng Jiayi's musical attainments are indeed very high. Even people like Yunling who are not familiar with Guzheng can hear it very well. Uh... She really doesn't quite understand other than using the word "good" to describe it. However, the tune is smooth, and Yunling is still audible and clear with his skillful fingering.
"Play with both hands!" Yun Ling didn't understand, but her uncle Qi Guogong was a guzheng fan. Qi Xiangtian stared at Cheng Jiayi's fingering in disbelief, only to see that the pair of jade hands was not an ordinary right flick and left auxiliary complement! It's playing with both hands. This kind of fingering is very difficult, prone to melody disorder, and it is more likely that you can't control the string tone! In this way, Cheng Jiayi's music immediately overwhelmed the autumn breeze!
"It's worthy of the Jiuqushan Qin technique. My father has been obsessed with Guzheng for decades. He has never heard such a highly skilled and wonderful piece of music!" Qi Xiangtian's evaluation is high, but he is also very convincing. After all, he was obsessed with guzheng music, not overnight.
But everyone saw Qiu Qingfeng's finger seem to have something extra, just listen to the rhythm change! The guzheng with its beautiful vocal range transforms into an agitated string sound! Instantly came like an iron horse stepping on its hooves, as if the drums were beating up. Anxiously, thousands of horses gallop, ups and downs like hurricanes and rains! Sweep the wind, raging volatility!
Yun Ling's eyelids jumped when he heard it, but he didn't expect Qiu Qingfeng's piano skills to be so powerful! Is the rhythm so high-end? I don't know if Cheng Jiayi can handle it
"Take a finger with a piece of iron, this is my sister's love! I can't handle it for many years of study, and I don't want the owner of Qiu Shao to know it!" Qi Xiangtian was amazed! Everyone knows that playing with their hands is good enough to control the movement of the strings, but it is extremely difficult to control if iron can be used! This can only be done with extremely high skill and skill.
The two songs compete with each other, and the reverberation is endless! Everyone was amazed!
Seeing that Cheng Jiayi was about to be overwhelmed, her fingers changed, and immediately a series of smooth strings came out! Cheng Jiayi's fingers moved flexibly on the six strings of the guitar. It seems like a dragonfly is touching the water, like the sound of a clear stream in a small stream. Cheerful flowing, lively and fresh, with compelling aura!
It makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally, and they can't help but hum a little tune. It seems that her string rhythm has a fascinating magic! Moreover, both the elegance and the common appreciate, whether you understand or don't, you can keep up with her tune to hum a happy movement!
Cheng Jiayi's gesture of playing the piano is elegant and perfect, with a pair of bare hands as if dancing on the strings, it is a secret praise worthy of being the number one talented woman in Kyoto, and the air is impeccable!
"Adjust the golden iron horse with nature, so creative and courageous!" Qi Xiangtian, as the live commentator of this piano skill competition, did a good job.
But the autumn breeze also changes in tunes, with small bridges and flowing water, and the turbulent movement of mountains and rivers comes out smoothly. It seems that Vientiane is prospering after the golden horse and iron horse, and there is a sense of peace and harmony. His slender jade fingers moved lightly and slowly, wearing a white robe carved with silver silk to bully Saixue, and the breeze and white moon-like demeanor made many women look fascinated for a while.
"Time is up!" With Prime Minister Zhang's words settled, the sound of the piano stopped, but everyone was still unfinished. This competition is simply hard to separate, regardless of top and bottom!
After some discussion, Prime Minister Zhang announced: "The first game is a tie, and the next game will be a game of chess."
As a result, the chess skill was overtaken by the man in one game, so the competition became more and more interesting, and everyone showed their housekeeping skills. When it was time for this book, Yun Ling volunteered!
"You go? Can you do it?" Princess Huayu couldn't do without confrontation.
Yun Lingxin said that if it weren't for winning, for that promise, my aunt's grandmother would still be unwilling to play as a monkey. But she had to say: "Just write a few and try it out." She picked up a brush while she was talking, and the cursive script written by dragons and phoenix dances, and the lower script with upright and graceful letters settled in a graceful running script.
"Jiaoyi is not as good as Miss Yun when asking for self-inquiry." Cheng Jiayi knows herself well.
"This princess thinks that the writing is good, and this father compares it." Princess Huayu took the air and pressed others.
"Sure, go princess." Yun Ling didn't want to talk to the princess who had eaten too much platinum and waved his hand.