Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 42 Ambush from All Sides
This woman, when she met for the first time, was full of pearls and emeralds, she was extremely gaudy, but when she met for the second time in a restaurant, she was elegant and refined.This time, even though she was covered with a veil, she was really a lotus flower, dignified and generous, sitting with all the young ladies, and she didn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience.

The admiration in Gu Shaoqing's tone made Li Junhao feel inexplicably depressed.

This woman Fu Xuanrong always has such abilities, her words and deeds are disgusting, but she also has an indescribable allure that makes you unable to help but look at her, and see what she will do next. Will do something deviant.

But if Shaoqing really fell in love with her... No, didn't that woman beg for nothing before and insisted on pestering him?How can you like someone else?
Thinking of this, the discomfort in his heart finally dissipated a lot.

"Jun Hao? What are you thinking about so preoccupied that you don't answer my questions."

Li Junhao's eyes were as cold as ice, "It's nothing."

"Hey, you have a sullen face all day long, and you only show some expression when you face Xuanrong. It's really strange."

Do you only show expressions when facing Fu Xuanrong?
Li Junhao thought about it carefully, and found that this really seemed to be the case.

Just a few words from that woman can make him furious, and a pitiful attire can calm his anger instantly, and even...he occasionally feels like laughing.

"Look at you, don't talk anymore, forget it, let's drink." Gu Shaoqing was quite helpless, and really couldn't figure out how he became friends with this boring gourd in the first place.

The banquet was still going on, and all the ministers stepped forward to offer their congratulatory gifts.

The queen smiled extremely gently, and everyone was grateful. According to the rules of the banquets in previous years, it was the turn of the noble ladies to perform on stage.

Sure enough, not long after, a woman from an aristocratic family volunteered to play a song.

With her opening the door, all the noble ladies present are holding their heads and playing hairpins, preparing to go up and show their talents in a while.

"Xuanrong, is there anything you are good at?" Fu Zipei was a little worried and couldn't help asking.

Fu Xuanrong thought for a while, and said casually, "I can tell a story, is it a specialty?"

If you set up a table for her in the aisle, and put some melon seeds or something, she can definitely make these people jump.

Three black lines appeared on Fu Zipei's forehead, "Women perform on stage, most of them are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how can they tell stories in front of the emperor and empress?"

"Then I...wait, I can play the pipa, is it considered a talent?" In order to cultivate her into a literary girl, her parents in her previous life spent a lot of money and sent her to a training class for seven or eight years. Pipa.

It's not that she's bragging, her skill at playing the pipa is probably unmatched by anyone here.

Fu Zipei's eyes lit up, "Fine! Of course, when it's your turn, you can play a pipa."

"to make!"

After waiting patiently for a long time, until the previous dozen or so noble ladies had finished their performances, it was the turn of the lady from Xiangfu's house to perform.

Fu Qing was afraid that he would be humiliated by Fu Xuanrong, so he hurriedly urged Fu Ming to go on stage first. With her behind him, he would not lose all face.

During the years when Fu Xuanrong was lost, Fu Ming was always held in the hands of the entire Xiangfu and doted on, but she was not missing anything that a noble girl should learn.

At this moment, she was seen holding a piano, sitting on the floor, fiddled with her fingertips a few times, and the melodious music echoed in the hall.

If judged by professional knowledge of music theory, Fu Ming's piano sound is indeed not bad, but it's a pity that he pays too much attention to showing off his skills, and he gets tired of listening to it after a while.

But in order to save Fu Qing's face, there was still warm praise in the hall, as if this song was only in the sky, so how could it be heard so often in the world.

Amidst the compliments, Fu Ming, like a proud peacock, returned to her seat proudly. By the way, she did not forget to give Fu Xuanrong a provocative look.

Fu Xuanrong directly chose to ignore, stood up, and walked slowly to the center of the field.

"Empress, can you give me a pipa?"

"Oh? You want to play the pipa?"

In Bei Ao, there are not many women who are willing to learn the pipa, because this instrument is not as beautiful as the qin and the zither. After all, women still like gentleness and beauty, but the queen personally prefers the pipa.

"Yes."

"Okay, come here, go and fetch Ben Gong's pipa."

The empress is notoriously good-tempered, so it's no surprise that she has such a behavior. Fu Xuanrong quickly got the small and delicate pipa, and put the pipa behind her under everyone's surprised eyes.

This is... a rebounding pipa!
"Zheng!"

A sound sounded, as if beating a drum, it lifted people's hearts.

"Clearly!"

Three more beeps, the generals present felt their blood boiling, the banquet in front of them turned into a battlefield, and the strong aura of killing was fully displayed.

From counting troops to prepare for battle on the battlefield, to the sound of the golden drum and battle horns, and everyone shouting and fighting, several old generals were already red-eyed, and they didn't even know that the cups in their hands were crushed.

"Ow~"

Suddenly there was a chirping sound outside the door, and the people in the hall looked up to the sound, and saw more than a dozen peacocks with long wings crossing their necks soaring. Fairies also come to celebrate.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and the peacocks outside also scattered away, as if they had never appeared before.

After the song ended, no one made a sound after half a cup of tea time, and the venue was eerily quiet. Fu Xuanrong hugged the pipa behind her back into her arms, and she didn't think the reaction of these people was exaggerated.

This song, "Ambush from Ten Sides", even the modern people's blood boils when they listen to it, let alone the ancients.

"it is good!"

A sonorous and forceful sound of praise sounded, and everyone in the hall came back to their senses. Taking advantage of this moment, Fu Xuanrong stepped forward and respectfully said to the queen: "Your Majesty is generous and merciful, and the mother respects the world, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment. Use this piece of pipa today to congratulate your mother on her birthday."

The queen's biological father was a military general who died in battle. After listening to this song and these words, his eyes became slightly moist, "What's your name?"

"My daughter's name is Xuanrong."

"Xuan Rong, yes, very good, a piece of music can attract so many peacocks to celebrate their birthday together, I have never seen such a strange person in this Palace, Your Majesty, you must reward Xuan Rong well."

The emperor is also Longyan Dayue, "What the empress said is, come here, I will reward Miss Fu with a thousand taels of silver, a hundred pieces of silk and satin, and give her another title—Princess Xianyun!"

"What?!" Fu Ming's eyes widened in disbelief, wondering if she was hallucinating.

She admitted that this woman's music is really good, but Princess Xianyun?This is a title that can only be obtained by the daughters of royal relatives. How can a bitch like Fu Xuanrong get such a reward!
(End of this chapter)