The Queen of War

"Why? Can't you?" Zhong Wuyan couldn't help laughing, "It seems that the riot room is indeed a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons. A mere miser has more songs than you professional musicians. But in that case, what's the use of the king to keep you? Staying here is just a waste of money and food. It's better to disperse and call a new group of musicians into the palace."

After hearing this, all the musicians were in danger. They managed to find such a good job in the palace. Now if they are really sent out of the palace, where can they find such an iron rice bowl?

"Just play the one you usually play most often?" a musician thought secretly, "anyway, Miss Zhong may know what nanguoxiong can play. If it is revealed that nanguoxiong can't play Yu at all, won't we also be involved?"

His mind came alive at the thought.

Although Tian Bijiang was unhappy, he didn't speak. He didn't want to mention the past. Anyway, people were dead.

At this time, Zhong Wuyan smiled: "since everyone is still not used to playing alone, let's play together. Let's play the song that Nanguo Xiong is best at! Come on, start now! If anyone doesn't play, I'll be angry!"

She didn't know Nanguo Xiong before. However, since she decided to go back to the palace, she found out the details of all the people she had met with. It's no more appropriate to ask Tian Ji for help in this kind of thing. Tian Ji is now the most powerful general in the court. There are many disciples. It's easy to ask about something.

As soon as the musicians heard this, they became flustered and quickly played. For a time, there was a lot of noise in the palace. You blow yours and I blow mine, just like a puddle after the rain, with the sound of frogs.

Hearing the noise, Tian Bijiang's eyebrows couldn't help wrinkling together.

"Stop!" he snapped with a deep face. "What are you blowing?"

The musicians quickly stopped and looked at each other.

"How could this happen?" Zhong Wuyan looked puzzled and hung a faint smile at the corners of her mouth. "Is it because there are too many songs from nanguoxiong club that you blow it like this?"

Hearing this, the musicians nodded in panic.

After hearing this, Tian Bijiang didn't believe it. He was just a mean man. How could he play so many songs? It's not surprising, but how can every capital be very good at it?

"Who lives in the same room as Nan Guoxiong?" his eyes were very cold.

Several musicians listened and quickly kowtowed: "the slave lives in the same room as Mr. Nanguo."

Tian Bijiang's eyes were extremely sharp and said coldly, "if you ask me, you must answer truthfully. If there is half a lie, it is the crime of bullying the king, and you will be punished by a clean break!"

Hearing this, the musicians kowtowed and trembled all over.

"The slave must know everything and say everything," they said timidly.

It doesn't hurt to cheat Zhong Wuyan. After all, she is no longer a queen, but a commoner. But if you dare to cheat Tian Bijiang, it will be a great treason and a dead end! So they are very afraid.

"I ask you alone." Tian Pijiang slowly stood up, his charming eyes flashing a terrible cold light, "how many songs can Mr. Nanguo play?"

The chaotic scene just now convinced him that Nanguo Xiong must have a problem.

"This..." the musicians were sweating with fear, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.

They dare not tell the truth. After all, they live in the same room with Nan Guoxiong. When they play Yu, they are relatively close. How can they know that guy can't play at all? He can't even play a standard tone, but he is mixed with the musicians. How ridiculous it is to say this? What if Tian Pijiang treats them for failing to report their information again?

Seeing this, Zhong Wuyan couldn't help smiling: "look what a big thing you're scared of! It's true. If you commit the crime of bullying the king, you won't even have a chance to speak. As for any small mistake, the king will certainly not blame you."

She knew that the musicians dared not tell the truth and deliberately smiled.

She is very beautiful today. She is dressed in white. She is tied with a pink ribbon at will. She doesn't wear powder. She looks spotless, like a nine day Xuannv in the world. It's beautiful.

One of the bolder musicians listened, thought about it, and kowtowed heavily: "forgive me, king. Mr. Nanguo can't play Yu at all!"

He was afraid that the truth would be told by other musicians first, and then he fell into a passive position.

Hearing this, Tian Pijiang was stunned. He stood there blankly, some of whom couldn't believe his ears. How could a dignified court musician not play Yu? Is there any conspiracy?

Zhong Wuyan did not speak, but smiled slightly, and her eyes fell on Tian Bijiang's pale face.

"Then how did he get among you?" he asked coldly for a long time.

The musician kowtowed again and said in a loud voice, "I don't know how Mr. Nanguo got in. But I've heard that he is a distant relative of imperial concubine Xia and a popular man in front of imperial concubine Xia. Therefore, he can't play Yu, and the slaves dare not say."

When Duke Chen led people to find the red mandarin duck pillow from nanguoxiong's box, he suspected that the pillow was sent by Xia Guifei. But he never dreamed that there was another person who came out of the wall with red apricots. It was not the charming Xia Guifei, but the silly Xia Xichun. At that time, he secretly envied himself. He envied Nanguo Xiong for his good fortune. He could have something to do with the Xia sisters!

As soon as he heard this, Tian Bijiang's body trembled heavily, like a thunderbolt on his head, which made him almost unstable.

"Your majesty!" seeing this, Zhong Wuyan hurried forward, held him tightly and asked with concern, "are you all right?"

Her voice is very gentle, gentle like a pool of spring water.

Tian Pijiang shook his head gently, and his voice was very low: "you all step back! Pass it on to father-in-law Chen."

Seeing this, the musicians quickly withdrew. I'm afraid if I take a slow step, Tian Bijiang will cut off their heads. After all, they have lived with Nan Guoxiong for so long that they know he can't play Yu and don't report it. This is definitely a crime.

"Your Majesty, you'd better have a rest." Zhong Wuyan said gently when he saw Tian Bijiang's face as pale as snow. "It's not a big deal for nanguoxiong to make up for the number. Where is it worth your anger? He just wants to get into the musicians and get more reward."