Rebirth of the Abandoned Concubine: The Poison Goddess Doctor

Chapter 89 Using medical skills to perform talents?
Qi Changjin's seat was arranged diagonally across from Qiao Xiyue, and he could see it just by looking up.

After he was seated, Qiao Xiyue's heart finally settled down. She stood up holding the teacup, with a decent smile on her face: "Thank you for coming to today's flower viewing banquet. Xiyue will replace wine with tea, and I would like to offer you a glass first." .”

Everyone raised their glasses and drank tea.

After Qiao Xiyue said some more polite words, she said, "Outside are the famous flowers and rare plants carefully prepared by Xiyue. You can enjoy them as you like. If you need anything, you can directly order the servants."

Few of the people who came to the banquet really came to enjoy the flowers, so even though Qiao Xiyue said so, no one really left the banquet.

Qiao Xiyue clapped her hands, and several dancers decorated with various flowers dragged their long sleeves, walked in with small steps, and danced to the sound of the zither.

"Watching these dancers dance is really boring," Qi Anru took Qiao Xiyue's arm coquettishly, "and this luthier is far worse than Sister Yue. Sister Yue, why don't you play a piece for everyone to enjoy."

"Nonsense," Qiao Yingyue reprimanded softly, "My qin skills are unrefined, so don't make me look bad."

The conversation between the two of them was quite loud, and many people heard it. Immediately, a gentleman in brocade clothes laughed and said, "Miss Qiao, don't be modest. The number one talented woman in the capital said that her piano skills are difficult to reach the elegant hall. Shame to death, or is it that Ms. Qiao dislikes us as ordinary people and doesn't want to play for us?"

"That's right," another young master echoed, "We have all admired Miss Qiao's talent for a long time. Don't let everyone down, Miss Qiao."

Several young masters followed suit and asked her to play a song.

After a few refusals, Qiao Xiyue nodded and agreed: "There is only the sound of the piano, isn't it monotonous, I wonder which lady here is willing to cooperate and perform a dance?"

None of the ladies spoke, some of them were clearly interested, but they were too embarrassed to recommend themselves, and waited for others to recommend her, so they had to be humble for a while, and then "reluctantly" appeared on the stage.Some people cautiously don't want to be the first to appear, and plan to see the level of others first.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Shuyan smiled and said, "Since Ms. Qi proposed this idea, let Ms. Qi perform the dance. Xiyue and you are often together, so there must be a tacit understanding in cooperating."

"Me?" Qi Anru pointed at herself in surprise, then wrinkled her nose, and stood up openly, "Then I'll do it, but I'll tell you what I said first, I'm not responsible for scaring you guys."

Everyone couldn't help laughing at her words.

Qiao Xiyue put her Jiaoweiqin in front of her, and with a flick of her plain hand, the gurgling sound of the piano flowed out like flowing water, and a piece of "Chun Jiangnan" spun around the beams in the hall.

Qi Anru has narrow shoulders and a plain waist, her body is as soft as a willow, her exquisite jade feet are stepping on the sound of the piano, spinning and moving, her hands are sometimes like flowers blooming, sometimes like splashing in water, although her dancing skills are not very exquisite, but she is better than nature, there is no craftmanship at all. gas.

She didn't seem to be performing in front of the crowd, as if she was entertaining herself alone. When she danced happily, she laughed a series of crisp laughter. When the piano sound ended, she still had something to say.

Everyone applauded and praised, the atmosphere was much more lively than the quiet state just now.

This opened the beginning of a performance talent, and then, many young ladies showed off one after another, painting with both hands, dancing on a plate, various musical instruments, calligraphy, and more.

If there is a show, there will be a comparison. Qiao Xiyue is undoubtedly the object of comparison among many young ladies, and there are many people who challenge her openly and secretly.

Qiao Xiyue is worthy of the title of the most talented woman in the capital. No matter what kind of talent she is, she can master it, and almost all of them are the best ones. From the beginning to the end, she has stole the limelight.

Every time she wins a game, she can't help but glance at Qi Changjin. Qi Changjin's expression is as calm and distant as ever, and he never looks at her once.

Qiao Xiyue bit her lip unwillingly, glanced at Yingchu who was sitting safely on the other side, and raised her voice: "Most of the ladies here have shown their talents, only Junjun Miaoyi hasn't played yet, I don't know what Junjun wants to show? "

Everyone's eyes turned to Yingchu. Many people were curious about her, but they all rejected her intentionally or unintentionally.In the capital, people of different levels have different social circles. Everyone here is from a noble family, except Hua Yunchu, who is paid attention to and valued by them because of her extreme beauty.

Yingchu is different, she is like an uninvited guest who broke in suddenly, everyone despises her background on the one hand, and envies her good luck on the other hand, they are temporarily on the sidelines.

Yingchu raised her head, her dark eyes met Qiao Xiyue's, and said calmly, "I have nothing to show."

Qiao Xiyue smiled: "Everyone is trying to have a good time, so don't refuse, Junjun."

Before Yingchu could speak, Hua Yunchu chuckled: "Miss Qiao, you are embarrassing Yingchu's younger sister. She grew up in the family temple. Where did she learn any talents? She can only do it with one hand. But it’s not always a good show.”

There was a snort, and a lady in a goose yellow flower cage skirt covered her mouth and smiled, "Medical skills are barely a talent, or Miss Qiao will ask someone to prepare some medicinal materials and let the Junjun demonstrate what tricks you can do." ?”

There was a burst of ridicule in the hall, and the young lady who was jealous of Yingchu all sarcastically sarcastically.

Both Qi Changjin and Qiao Shuyan frowned, but they didn't make a sound. They looked at Yingchu quietly, and they both knew that she must have a way to deal with it.

"That's a good idea," Yingchu said with a smile on his lips, unaffected by everyone's ridicule at all, "Since everyone is so interested, I'll give a performance for everyone, but forget about the medicinal materials, and use the flowers outside instead."

Yingchu reported the names of thirteen kinds of flowers, and then said: "Take some of the petals and leaves of these flowers, put each kind into a medicine mortar, and prepare 26 three-meter-long silks and satins."

Everyone just listened to these things, but they didn't know what it was useful for, and some people showed curiosity.

The lady in yellow pursed her lips and said, "Stupidity, grandstanding!"

Qiao Yingyue ordered his servants to fetch things.Lianfeng and Xingyu were worried about their tampering, so they followed them.

It didn't take long for everything to be prepared and placed in the middle of the hall.

Yingchu stepped forward, picked up a piece of silk and shook it, and the other end of the silk was tied with a medicine pestle by Lianfeng and Xingyu, and each medicine mortar was filled with the same amount of petals and leaves.

Yingchu suddenly hooked her lips into a smile, and at the same time, her hands moved suddenly.Everyone felt that in the blink of an eye, all the silks and satins flew up, half of them rose into the air, and the other half fell down. The medicine pestle tied to the end seemed to have eyes, and each one landed on a medicine pestle accurately. Mortar.

Immediately afterwards, the thirteen silks and satins flew upwards, and the silks and satins that were in mid-air fell down, and those medicine pestles were also pounded into the medicine mortar at the same time.In this way, the silks and satins danced in mid-air, and Yingchu's whole body was almost covered by the dancing silks and satins.The sound of the medicine pestle smashing into the medicine mortar was endless, it was like a soundtrack, with a peculiar melody.

(End of this chapter)