Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 164 The melody, one turn, profound coming

Sit calmly, for a moment, the zither sounded.

The sound is cheerful, like the sound of a spring in a mountain stream, the gurgling water, and the ring pendant is lightly tapped, which is pleasing to the eye.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

This kind of music is rooted in the cultural connotation of the Dayu Kingdom. There are many people with profound musical accomplishments here who nod their heads when they hear it, and smile in appreciation.

Chu Sijiu listened carefully, and this beauty's piano skills are really amazing.

However, the repertoire is quite satisfactory, not as gorgeous and shocking as Ji Fanghua's pipa music.

Dongfang Hao kept paying attention to her expression, tapped his fingers on the table twice, and remained silent with a sullen face.

Chu Sijiu glanced at him, but said nothing.

Suddenly, the sound of the zither turns, the wind turns long, the artistic conception of Qiang Qiang continues, and the desolate desert Hu Feng seems to faintly sound like a camel bell...

Chu Sijiu raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The beauty not only has the blood of the Northern Territory, but also the cultural gene of the Northern Territory.

Dongfang Hao is well-trained in music, and he naturally heard the changes in the music.He has traveled far and wide, has seen a lot, and knows Murong Qingxue's background, so it is not surprising to hear this sound suddenly.

Seeing Chu Sijiu's thoughtful expression, I knew that she also realized something.

He tapped his fingers on the table twice again, but remained silent.

But at this time, Chu Sijiu's face had turned serious, and his brows were slightly furrowed, ignoring Dongfang Hao's ignorance.

I cried bitterness in my heart, this is a strong enemy.

At the end of a song, the audience's emotions floated up, still staying in the artistic conception of the music.

There was a few seconds of silence in the Luoyue Hall, and then there was applause, accompanied by enthusiastic praise.

"I have benefited from poetry and books, and my piano skills are superb. You are a talented woman."

"It's rare to still have the beauty of the city, praise."

"The Murong family is the richest man in the Dayu Kingdom. Their lineage is flourishing and their business spread all over the world. Only in this way can they give birth to such a beautiful and talented woman."

"Worthy of Prince Su."

……

Thumbs up, one after another, male fans and female fans have entered the basket, and the popularity value is bursting.

Chu Sijiu's mind was in a mess, apart from knowing clearly that the gamble he opened in Xinyancui would bring a lot of money into the account, he had no idea what he should play in order to completely defeat her.

"My lord, your cousin is too powerful." She clicked her tongue twice.

Dongfang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at her coldly, obviously still holding his breath.

"Scared?" The voice was cold.

"That's not the case, it's just that I'm not sure of victory." Chu Sijiu didn't care about his attitude, she just wanted to say a few words to ease her emotions.

Dongfang Hao narrowed his eyes coldly, "Didn't you practice for a few days?"

Chu Sijiu chuckled, "Sharpening a knife before the battle, there is only one brightness."

Dongfang Hao pursed his lips tightly, and put on a cold posture, "Aren't you a shrew, you can chop it when you polish it."

"Brilliant trick, just do it like this." Chu Sijiu responded seriously and earnestly.

Dongfang Hao was expressionless, but his eyes were obviously darker, "This king will see how you can win."

Chu Sijiu imitated his previous actions, and proudly tapped twice on the table, without saying a word.

The two of them habitually played tricks.

On the platform, Murong Qingxue stood up shyly, and walked down slowly amidst the praises.The beautiful eyes looked forward to shine, and they cast implicitly in the direction of Dongfang Hao, but they hung down in disappointment.

The fingers clenched again.

In the eyes of the prince, there is only the Chu family.

……

"Prince Su's mansion is like Mrs. Chu's family, Qin." Someone read aloud.

Chu Sijiu's mind was still blank. Originally, she chose the ancient style of this life, and made a little adaptation, confident that she could beat Ji Fanghua's pipa.

However, such a powerful enemy suddenly appeared.

Silently making comparisons in my heart: the technique is not superior, the style of music is not superior...

Eyes raised, Su sees the eye-catching eyes of the beauty, and then hesitantly.Objectively speaking, the figure and appearance are even less dominant.

That is to lose? !
While walking, I can think hard.

On the face, he was calm and calm, the corners of his lips were even curled up high, with a look of confidence.

The people below whispered, from their point of view, Murong Qingxue's zither has reached its peak, and they don't know what tricks this counterattacking Madam Ru has, so she is able to put on such a proud posture.

Yun Duo had blind faith in her, and he clenched his fists to encourage her, "Mrs. Ru, it's up to you."

Chu Sijiu smiled without showing her teeth, and nodded towards her with a youthful air, and received a sympathetic smile from Yunhao along the way.

Dongfang Hao had heard Chu Sijiu play the piano, generally speaking, he was on par with Murong Qingxue.

Naturally, there is no certainty of victory.As for her current relaxed appearance, Dongfang Hao coldly snorted and drew her conclusion: she is just pretending.

Chu Sijiu, who was seen through by Dongfang Hao, pretended to be on stage.

How about it?
A group of crows quacked and flew by, and three black lines hung down from the forehead.

Still be calm.

Lowering her eyes, she quietly settled her mind.

It took a long time to wait. During this process, she calmly analyzed her goal.

To be the champion is to become the center of the topic.When letting those princes and nobles grind their teeth, let's talk about Dongfang Ming and Dongfang Yu by the way. They despise these two cowards, how they sent their own princess to the prison with their own hands.

There is no certainty of victory, only going straight to the topic - becoming the center of the topic.

This can have.

The mind settled down, and a cunning appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

The slender fingers touched the strings, and with a "ding", the first sound was pulled out. The practice was normal, and a few simple notes were played, and the prelude began.

Then her thin lips parted slightly, and she began to sing.

"What a beautiful jasmine, what a beautiful jasmine, the fragrance is beautiful and full of branches, fragrant and white people praise, let me pick you up and give it to someone else's house, jasmine, jasmine."

Well, it's okay, the finger flicked lightly, and the next set of sounds came out.

His voice sank, and his speed slowed down a bit.

"Rose rose is the most beautiful, rose rose is the most beautiful, long summer blooms on the branches, rose rose, I love you..."

Everyone seemed to be puzzled by the rustling sounds, but they did feel that the tunes she played were catchy, and the lyrics were simple but very flavorful.

They are all educated people, and they immediately realized that this is a work of great vulgarity.

"Idiot, even if you hold it up, it's still an idiot." Dongfang Yun threw out a sentence without saving face.

Chu Sijiu raised his head, the corners of his lips curled up teasingly.

Do you feel that the depth is not enough?

OK, the tune changed, and the profound came.

"Swan geese, in the sky, lined up opposite each other. The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow, and the sound of the piano on the grassland is sad. The swan geese, facing the south, fly over the reeds. The sky is vast, where are the geese going? Where to go, my heart is my hometown in the north..."

Guqin has a deep tone and a wide range. It is unique in interpreting this thick and long-lasting Inner Mongolian music.

In the previous life, Chu Sijiu liked this song very much and sang it fluently repeatedly.After learning Guqin in this life, this is the first piece I adapted.

At this time, singing softly, I only feel that the sky is far away, the white clouds are round, nostalgia arises spontaneously, and there is the softest and most beautiful love in my heart.

Her hometown was her previous life, where her parents, elder brothers and friends lived.

The longing wanders along with the tune, and the bottom of the eyes is immersed in the melancholy and sadness that can't go back and can't get rid of.

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