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His eyes swept across the table of Prince Rui, and the prince smiled slowly and said, "As early as the selection of concubines, I was shocked by the outstanding performance of the two concubines of Prince Rui. I thought that the two ladies must be proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Since Concubine Qiao is not here, why don't I take this opportunity to ask Concubine Lang for advice?"
His words were immediately approved by everyone, and the emperor was the first to touch the table and exclaimed. Prince Rui's eyes moved and he looked at Lang Linling. Lang Linling was surprised and delighted by this mention, and was afraid that the prince would ask her some difficult questions. She claimed that she did not like to compete, but since Qiaochu had stolen the limelight in the hunting competition, she could not help but think that she wanted to let everyone see who was the worthy Princess Rui.
The whole place was silent. Just as she was about to stand up, a crisp childish voice shouted, "Who said Foxy Eighth Sister-in-law didn't come? She is here, at my Ninth Brother's place!"
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Chapter 170 Bonfire Night Competition - Competition of Singing and Musical Instruments
Foxy Eighth Sister-in-law, who else can you blame
Qiaochu didn't expect that she was named. When King Xia and others looked at her, she came back to her senses from her thoughts. The emperor's voice came majestically, "Qiao Fei is here too? Come here and let me take a look."
Qiaochu originally wanted to sit quietly, but now she had to stand up hastily under the gaze of everyone. The bonfire was red, the woodland was dark, and in this semi-light and semi-darkness, she seemed to see Shangguan Jinghong was also one of the gazes.
The jade-white clothes and the cold and heartless man were too far away. She couldn't see his features clearly, and there was no need to see them clearly.
She walked back and forth from one bonfire to another, glancing at the women sitting there, who were wearing cloaks and fur coats of various colors. Looking at their slightly surprised and envious eyes, she wanted to laugh or cry.
Of course, without laughing or crying, she walked steadily to the emperor's high table.
The Crown Prince and Prince Rui were both staring at her. At the high table, Xiao Jiu was smiling, but Concubine Zhuang's expression slightly changed.
Ma's gaze made her tired. She knelt down to pay her respects, and the emperor said in a gentle voice: "The fifth brother's wife is fine now, how about you? The fifth brother is worried about his wife, and the eighth brother is no less worried. Have your injuries healed?"
Qiaochu smiled and said, "Old Eighth is no less capable than him." These words made her want to laugh. The bitterness she had just felt disappeared without a trace. She just wanted to laugh and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Qiaochu is being taken care of by the Eighth Master and Sister Langfei. My injuries are much better now."
As she was speaking, footsteps were heard nearby. She glanced and saw that it was Prince Rui who came out.
The emperor laughed and scolded, "Old Eight, you are not afraid of being laughed at by me. I have just spoken a few words to your wife! Well, you can take her in and take good care of her."
Her waist felt tight, and Qiaochu glanced at the hand on her waist with some disgust. Perhaps she forgot to conceal her expression, and she saw that King Rui seemed slightly startled. His eyes darkened, and he stared at her sharply, but his big hands held her tightly in his arms.
She thought that she had to just bear it for now, but this kind of contact already made her feel like vomiting.
Prince Rui thanked him, and as she was about to walk back with him in her arms, she heard the emperor exclaim, "Eighth Wife, isn't the thousand-year-old fox cloak that Old Nine wore on you? Old Nine treasures it very much, and many people want to take it away from him. I remember the Crown Prince once begged for Ah Jing, and offered him the best pearls and corals from the West Sea, but he refused."
He then said thoughtfully, "Come to think of it, why did you end up sitting at Lao Jiu's table?"
Qiaochu was grateful for the emperor's question. He glanced at King Rui calmly and said softly, "I want to report to the emperor."
The man's eyes darkened, but he did not stop her.
Since she had taken off her clothes, she took a step forward, bowed, and replied, "Qiaochu woke up from the tent and heard the commotion outside, so he thought of coming over to take a look. On the way, he met Master Jiu and the little prince, so he sat with them. Master Wu and Sister Pei were also there, and it was very lively."
The emperor nodded, his majestic eyes revealed a bit of tenderness, and nodded and said, this is how it should be between brothers.
Qiaochu smiled again and said, "As for this fox fur coat, it's Qiaochu's good luck. The young lady Zhishu in Jiuye's house is afraid of the cold, and Jiuye is kind-hearted. Seeing that Sister Pei and Miss Qin didn't bring cloaks with us, he asked the maid to bring one for each of us. Qiaochu is lucky to have this fox fur coat."
After hearing this, the emperor praised: "Old Nine is usually arrogant and unruly, and never cares about anyone, but it turns out that he understands etiquette the best."
The most important thing is that no one will worry about it. Qiaochu was startled, and heard the voice of King Xia coming from far behind, thanking the emperor for the compliment. Concubine Zhuang said slightly angrily: "Look at what the emperor said, my son is not worthy of your father's eyes?"
The emperor laughed, stroked her hand, and said, "You are very pleasing to my heart."
As he spoke, he looked around and said with a smile, "Old Eighth Wife, maybe you didn't notice, but when you walked by just now, everyone looked at your fox fur coat. Jinghao, Jinghong, Ajing...some things, sometimes, really depend on chance and coincidence."
It turned out that Shen Qingling also loved this fox fur. Qiaochu was slightly startled again, then smiled and agreed. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the prince staring at her with a half-smile, as if he was looking at some prey. She smiled coldly. She hated his eyes, and hated his appearance even more.
The prince looked at her with contempt and his face darkened slightly; Shen Qingling, who was next to him, had a raised eyebrow and a hint of surprise on her face, with a hint of sneer between her eyebrows.
She ignored it, but suddenly her hand felt warm. It was Prince Rui holding her hand, intending to take her back to his seat.
The emperor said, "Jinghao, Ling girl, get ready."
The crown prince raised his lips and said, "Father, I have heard from the crown princess that Concubine Qiao is very talented and proficient in various musical instruments. Mei'er just tried the folk dance of the northern land. Why don't we let Concubine Qiao replace Concubine Lang and play a duet with me this time, so as to dispel the false reputation of the northern land as barbarians. What do you think, father and everyone else?"
Everyone said that His Highness's proposal was a good one, and that it would be a good opportunity to see the customs of the North. However, the Emperor frowned slightly. From what he had just seen, the Crown Princess did not play any musical instruments, and seemed to only know how to dance. Although the dance was very good, it was still simple, and after all, it was not as good as the hundreds of years of song and dance culture in Dongling. As far as he knew, the North only used crude instruments such as waist drums and Hujia. Even Qiao Mei, who was deeply loved by her father, could not play Dongling instruments. It seemed that Qiao Zhenning had never asked anyone to teach her. Did Qiao Chu understand? He did not want to embarrass this woman.
At this time, Qiaomei and Qiaorong stood up and asked in unison to let Qiaochu perform. Lang Linling also smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what your Highness and the Crown Princess said is very true. I am not talented, but I would like to listen to your Highness and Qiaofei's sister perform a song together, just to learn from them."
Amid the increasingly enthusiastic and enthusiastic voices of support from all around, Qiaochu was led by King Rui to stand in front of the bonfire. She had no time to turn back just now... She narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced around at the girls, raised her eyebrows and looked up, not caring whether it would embarrass the Northland or not, and let her embarrass herself first.
She shook her head and smiled. Prince Rui took a step forward, glanced at the Crown Prince, and smiled slightly, "Jinghong would like to thank my second brother for his kindness. However, Qiaochu's injury has not yet fully recovered. Playing drums and music may harm his body, and may also neglect the pleasure of my father, the adults present, and the soldiers. This time, let Concubine Lang accompany my second brother."
The prince raised his eyebrows and smiled. Just as he was about to refute, several people walked over through the bonfire. One of the men smiled and said, "Eighth brother, what you said makes sense. I saw Concubine Qiao coughing a lot just now. I'm afraid it's not easy for her to perform. Why don't we show her the customs and practices of the northern land at the palace banquet after she recovers?"
It was Prince Ning who spoke.
Peilan smiled and said, "Your Highness, why don't you have Peilan and Concubine Lang accompany you with a song, either the zither or the flute will do."
The prince sighed slightly and said, "Since everyone says so, let's follow this proposal."
As he spoke, he glanced at the officials and soldiers in the field and said loudly, "Don't let anyone say in private that Concubine Qiao is hiding away under the pretext of illness, saying that the North is a barbaric land."
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Everyone on the field laughed for a while, but when they met King Rui's gaze, they were startled and stopped laughing.
"I'm afraid that apart from my second brother, no one else will rack their brains to get stuck in this dead end." Beside Prince Ning, a man sneered, his eyes like swords, pointing directly at the prince.
The prince snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves slightly.
The emperor's eyebrows sank... How did things suddenly become so tense? It seemed that Qiaochu really didn't understand musical instruments. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Qingling.
Shen Qingling understood what the emperor meant, and she came out, took out the jade flute from her waist, and said with a smile, "Don't argue, gentlemen. Fang Jing will play another ugly song to start the discussion. Later, we will listen to the duet between His Highness, Concubine Lang, and Concubine Pei. How about that?"
Qiaochu glanced at Shen Qingling, who glanced at her indifferently. Prince Rui bowed slightly and said, "Master Fang, please."
The prince laughed sarcastically and said, "Well, if that's the case, Ah Jing will play another song."
In the open space in front of the emperor's desk, there were tables, chairs and stools, on which were placed a guzheng, a seven-stringed harp, and a pipa.
The prince said as he walked to the zither, lifted his skirt, and sat down. Lang Linling and Peilan looked at each other and were about to walk over.
Perhaps her body couldn't handle it, so she had been holding back from making a sound, even though she had seen through everyone's contempt, even Shangguan Jinghong and Prince Ning. But now, for herself and for the North, she had to fight! Qiaochu took a deep breath, lifted her skirt and knelt in front of the emperor's desk, kowtowed deeply, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Qiaochu's art is poor, but since your Highness is so kind, Qiaochu will dare to accompany me with a song. I am a barbarian girl from the North, and I don't know how to sing. If there is anything vulgar, please correct me, Your Majesty, the ladies, your Highness and everyone else; if it is still a little bit pleasing to your eyes, it will be just to entertain you."
For a moment, there was silence. Obviously, everyone was shocked and looked at her in disbelief. After a while, the emperor let her stand up. Concubine Zhuang smiled and said, "Does Concubine Qiao want to dance to liven up the atmosphere?"
Qiaochu bowed to her, and amid all the shocked and questioning looks, he walked to the front of King Rui who was a few steps away from her, and said calmly: "Please lend me your flute, thank you."
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Chapter 171: Bonfire Night Competition - The Last Song (1)
It’s hard to say what’s different, but she seems to be changing all the time.
Tonight, she finally became so invisible even to him.
She is very indifferent, cold to the core.
King Rui narrowed his eyes and stared at the thin but indifferent figure in front of him, getting farther and farther away from him. She held his flute, straightened her back, and walked towards the prince.
He suddenly felt irritated, he gritted his teeth and couldn't help sneering, he actually neglected to think about this competition which was not a competition but was a competition, this fight which was not a fight but was a fight, he ignored the shock of everyone and even his father just now, he ignored the fact that she seemed to know how to play the flute, and suddenly he just thought of her.
This is the second time I think of her today.
The first time was today when I went hunting with my father.
Well, actually he wasn't thinking about her, he was just thinking that he should have left his cloak behind when he left the tent last night.
The military token was undoubtedly important, but he didn't want her to exchange her life for it. He didn't want to owe her anything! He hated owing her anything!
But she did help him... so it was only right to leave her a cloak.
It turned out that when he met Qingyu, he had been thinking about this matter subconsciously.
And this time, she was right in front of him.
Is he crazy to think about the woman in front of him
No, he was not thinking about her this time, it was just that the fox fur on her body annoyed him, so he thought he was thinking about her.
He clenched his hands slightly and subconsciously glanced at King Xia.
His younger brother likes to play with women, girls from the common people, and the courtesans in brothels. When has Shangguan Jingcong ever treated anyone sincerely
Always brought her to play a trick on him in the princess selection contest that day