The oath of rebirth not to be a concubine

Chapter 9 Mountains and Rivers Sunrise Map

With flying eyebrows and a smiling face, the person who is holding a cup in one hand and casually laying the other on the table looking at me is the Eighth Prince Helian Yunzhao.

Seeing me look up, his eyes became even more smiling, showing a touch of interest!It's like seeing a funny kitten and puppy.

This person is really annoying. He doesn't look at a beautiful woman dancing, but stares at what a nine-year-old girl is doing.

As if angry, she grabbed a piece of lotus cake, bit it down, and stared at him as she chewed hard.Originally, he wanted to use this method to express his protest, but who knew that he laughed even worse, it was extremely annoying.

The drum and chime gradually stopped, and Su Qingyue jumped and spun softly.She was very confident in her dancing posture, and when she almost finished dancing, there were praises from all around her.

She bowed around in a pretty circle, her eyebrows and eyes were full of coquettishness, but she froze slightly in the next moment.

I guess she must be angry and want to vomit blood.

In all honesty, I am too thin. The place where I should develop is as vast and flat as the vast grassland, and the eyebrows and eyes are even smaller, like pomegranates that have not yet bloomed. When we stand together, that is The difference between cloud and mud.

but!

It's such a big difference, Helian Yunzhao didn't watch her dance, how could he not be angry?
"Old general, I wonder which lady in the mansion this is?" The Seventh Prince followed Su Qingyue's gaze and couldn't help asking curiously.

Su Huo replied, "Back to the Seventh Prince, this is the old granddaughter Su Qingmu. She has been raised in a deep boudoir and has never come out to see anyone. Qingmu, she has not come to meet the princes."

I stood up and bowed my head in salute.

The seventh prince joked with a smile, "I said, why have I never heard of it? It turns out that the old general not only likes to hide wine, but also likes to hide gold in the boudoir."

Su Huo's face was slightly embarrassed, and he smiled lightly.

At this time, the Eighth Prince unexpectedly said: "Since it is raised in a deep boudoir, the talent must also be outstanding. It happens to be a busy day today. I don't know if I am lucky enough to see this young lady's talent?"

Su Huo's face froze slightly, and he said, "Back to the Eighth Prince, Qing Mu is not yet ten years old this year, he is stupid by nature, it's better not to make a fool of yourself here."

"Nine years old..." Helian Yunzhao nodded, "Nine years old is indeed a child..."

Yes Yes!Su Huo nodded, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the Eighth Prince say quietly, "I heard that there is a Miss Rong'er in Liu Guogong's mansion, who was able to compose poetry at the age of eight and play the piano at the age of nine. There is a daughter in Chen Shilang's family, who You can recite the entire female Fu. The ladies in the General's Mansion are not very old, and they are all talented and beautiful. This lady was raised in a deep boudoir by the old general, so how can she be dull by nature? The old general must be modest. "

Su Huo looked embarrassed for a while, he really had no humility at all.The other daughters of the mansion were raised in deep boudoirs, and they were all taught since childhood. Naturally, at the age of seven or eight, you can be regarded as a talented girl, but I... haven't learned a single word, how can I have talent to perform!

If he refuses again, it seems to hurt the face of the Eighth Prince...

But if he told the truth, his old face would be completely humiliated today.

Su Huo glanced at Wu Wanhua, who just lowered his head slightly.

Su Qingxue was also clever at this time, she stood up and said, "Princes, my little sister is introverted and gets nervous when she sees people. Let Qingxue play another song to cheer up the prince."

The Eighth Prince disagreed and did not answer.Just looked at me with a smile.

Neither the second prince nor the seventh prince understood why he was making things difficult for a child, but they didn't say anything.But Su Qingyue spoke at this time.

"Little sister, don't be modest. Since the princes want to see it, you might as well perform it. Why don't you just dance the sword. That day I saw my sister dance with a branch made of a sword in the small courtyard. The dance is also modeled." Looks good, quite a style."

As soon as the words fell, Su Huo's face immediately became happy, and he hurriedly said, "In this case, Qing Mu will dance for a while."

It's one thing to be nothing, yes, but it's another thing to dance badly.After all, I am only nine years old, and no one will be harsh again.If he can dance a song, half of his old face will be recovered.

Su Qingyue didn't lie, she did see me dancing branches in the yard.But that was a year ago.

At that time, I accidentally ran to her yard and saw her chopping fallen leaves under the tree with a sword. I thought it was very beautiful. After coming back, I took a branch to learn her sword dance for several days.After being seen by her, I teased and humiliated Su Qingliu for a while. I was ashamed and angry, and fell ill that night.

That illness came from a fire in my heart, and it lasted more than half a year. Since then, my health has become worse and worse. Now that I think about it, the original memory of my body is still full of resentment, hating myself for being bullied so much.

I glanced lightly at Su Qingyue, she was still smiling softly, I really felt shameless.

Forget it, the previous account will be calculated slowly in the future.He was going to Qinglan Pavilion the next day, and if the general's mansion lost face at this time, it would be his own face that would be lost.

An eight-year-old child's wild dance in the garden is naturally not on the stage. Baili Tianqi used a sword, and I used his sword to dance.But now that my body is so bad, I am tired and out of breath when I walk too fast, not to mention holding a sword dance, and I can't even spin around twice in place.

It's fine to offer a song, but the rules of Dongmu and Xiqi are different. In Xiqi, singing is the job of a singer. If I can sing my voice well, it means I'm lowering my status, and I'm afraid of being criticized in the future.

Can't sing, can't dance sword, what can I do to get back my face?

correct!

With a flash of inspiration, I bent over and blessed, "The little girl is not feeling well today, I'm afraid she won't be able to dance the sword for the prince, why not just draw a picture, I don't know what the prince thinks?"

Su Huo was in a hurry this time, and sipped softly, "Qing Mu, don't mess around!"

I ignored it, just nodded and chuckled.

The Seventh Prince got excited at this meeting, and said, "Of course it's fine, please hurry up, miss."

I went to whisper a few words to the maid in charge first, she was surprised for a while, but she nodded and went to do it.I walked up to Su Qingxue again, and said to her, "Sister Qingxue, please help me play the Mountain and River Order."

Although she didn't know what I meant, she was naturally happy to play it in front of the prince. She took the Yaoqin and sat in front of it, plucking the strings twice to test the sound.

I walked up to Su Qingyue again, "I don't know my sister, but would you like to have sex?"

Reluctantly, she agreed.

At this time, the maid in charge has already prepared the things I want, a plain scroll, a low stool, and a set of the Four Treasures of the Study.

I nodded, and the two maids unfolded the scroll. The scroll is four feet high and six feet wide, which is indeed taller than me.

Ignoring the different expressions on everyone's faces, I signaled to Su Qingxue that it's time to start, she lightly raised her bare hands, and the music started.

The order of the mountains and rivers, the waves washing the sand, the ancient and modern heroes fight against the yellow sand.

Breezy night, snow in Tongguan, strong men buried in other places, moon like a hook...

The passionate tune played, and Su Qingyue took a step forward, bent her waist, straightened her chest, and flung her sleeves, dancing in a heroic manner.

Take a deep breath, start the pen, adjust the ink.

Green hills, rivers, trees...

In the song of mountains and rivers, I tossed and turned my pen and ink, and put my heart's heroism on the plain scroll.

She used to be the daughter of the Xiangfu, not to mention proficient in everything, but she also knows how to play.I don’t know how many times I have painted this painting. I planned to give it to him on his birthday, and told him that I would like to accompany him through the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and expand the territory with him, but now I don’t think so anymore.

In this life and this life, I have a deep hatred for the sea of ​​blood!
The Order of Mountains and Rivers is an ancient song with surging meaning and passionate artistic conception.Su Qingyue sometimes jumped and sometimes spun.I lighten the ink water, fade into cinnabar, and swipe my brush at a gallop.

City walls, Qionglou, clouds...

The music was coming to an end, the painting was coming to an end, I got off the low stool, I took a few steps back, bit my fingers and flicked hard.

zheng...

The last talisman of Shanhe Ling swayed out, and blood beads spread on the scroll, like a red sun rising rapidly, illuminating the entire land of Shanhe.

A majestic sunrise picture of mountains and rivers has been completed.

Quiet, unbelievably quiet.

I turned around and saw the second prince's amazed expression, the seventh prince's eyes widened, and Su Huo's expression was also full of disbelief.They must have never imagined that I, who was only nine years old, would draw such a majestic and majestic work in one song.

Su Qingxue clenched her small hands with an angry expression, Su Qingyue a shocked expression, and everyone in the room had complicated expressions, except for the eighth prince who still had an unchanged smile.

slap... slap slap...

He got up and clapped his hands, walked down the steps slowly, looked at the map of mountains and rivers carefully, and sincerely praised, "The brushwork is mellow and smooth, and it really is a top-notch work. It's just..."

He pointed to the lower right corner, the shadow corner of a strange rock by the stream, "What is this?"

I thought he was looking for faults, and I followed where he pointed, and my heart suddenly thumped...

Oops, I was careless and wrote a word in the corner of the painting!

(End of this chapter)