Marriage of the Di Daughter

Jiang Youyao stepped onto the examination table.

It was the beginning of August. Although it was midsummer, the weather was fine today. It rained all night last night, but the sky did not clear up. Just blowing the cool morning breeze, Jiang Youyao is like a budding flower in this morning, like a pink lotus, delicate and bright, tremblingly blooming.

Ji Shuran specially dressed her up today, and the haze-colored dress made this morning lively and pretty. She is like a daughter raised by the real family of Zhongming Dingshi, her every gesture is exquisite and small.

The noble ladies around cast envious glances at Ji Shuran at the right time, and Ji Shuran nodded with a smile. Even the people from Ji's family on the other end are honored - even their granddaughter is so outstanding, it's no wonder that Concubine Li can be treated differently by Emperor Hong Xiao.

Zhou Yanbang was also in the crowd. After Jiang Youyao came to the stage, she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, she deliberately glanced in his direction, she seemed very shy, and left with only a hasty glance.

However, the troublemaker saw all this in his eyes, and immediately teased Zhou Yanbang from the sidelines, booing, "Miss Jiang San has gone up!"

The marriage between Jiang Youyao and Ningyuan Hou Shizi Zhou Yanbang was known to almost all officials in Yanjing City. Zhou Yanbang smiled, but that smile was a bit forced.

The beauty is still as fresh and lovely as before, but his heart flew to another place. He couldn't help but look to the other side, Jiang Li's direction. But Jiang Li was talking to his friend beside him with his head sideways, and he didn't notice his gaze at all.

Zhou Yanbang's heart was suddenly filled with a layer of sour sweetness. At this moment, he suddenly understood what is the happiness that cannot be loved. It is more tormenting than everything else, and it is more exciting than everything else.

In fact, Jiang Li was not unaware of Zhou Yanbang's gaze. In her heart, she felt both exasperated and funny, the real Second Miss Jiang fell into the water and passed away because of Zhou Yanbang, but Fan Ningyuanhou's mansion cared a little bit about this unmarried fiancée, even if it was just a question, Miss Jiang Er's life may not be so sad. It's a pity that they didn't, now Miss Jiang Er has long passed away, and Zhou Yanbang came to act like an infatuated person this year, which is disgusting for no reason.

Jiang Li didn't even want to talk to her.

Just as she was thinking, Liu Xu suddenly said, "Look, it's about to start."

On the stage, Jiang Youyao had just bathed her hands, and she did all this very naturally and elegantly. In all fairness, Jiang Li felt that at least Jiang Youyao's appearance in Qinle was really not bad.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Youyao smiled sweetly, her jade finger fell on the lyre, and plucked the first string.

Jiang Li said: "It's "Pingsha Luoge"."

Liu Xu was stunned: "How do you know?"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the sound of Jiang Youyao's fingertips zither slanted down like flowing water, the sound of the zither ding dong, it really was "Pingsha Luoyan".

Liu Xu was a little stunned, she asked: "Have you ever heard Jiang Youyao play it at home? Did you know in advance that she was going to play this song?"

"do not know."

"Then how did you know that she was playing "Pingsha Luoyan", she just started the sound."

"You can tell by looking at her movements, and one sound is enough." Jiang Li said very easily.

Liu Xu couldn't hear it easily, looked at Jiang Li up and down for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Don't lie to me, you also learned qin music before, right? Maybe your qin music is not bad? But Qingcheng Mountain How could there be Mr. Qin Le? Could it be that you are a genius?"

Jiang Li was a little bit dumbfounded, and said: "It's not difficult." As she spoke, she realized that someone was staring at her again, and when she looked outside, she met Ye Shijie's eyes staring at her from afar.

When Ye Shijie saw her looking over, he immediately looked away, which made Jiang Li a little surprised.

After Ye Shijie looked away, he felt that his actions just now seemed to be covering up, and he felt annoyed for a moment. Thinking that she was really full to worry about Jiang Li's embarrassment today, that woman has a lot of scheming, and she has a lot of cards, who knows what incredible things she will do today, why should he meddle here.

"Brother Ye, what are you looking at?" Someone was talking beside him, but it was Li Lian, the youngest son of Li Zhongnan, the prime minister.

Ye Shijie turned his head and said, "Just looking around." Ever since Jiang Li reminded him last time that Liu Zimin and Li Lian had a good relationship, and that Li Lian might have ulterior motives in wooing him, Ye Shijie has deliberately distanced himself from Li Lian.

Li Lian noticed Ye Shijie's attitude, smiled and said nothing, but after Ye Shijie turned his head to the side, his eyes flashed a little inquiring.

On the stage, Jiang Youyao played the piano very well.

"Pingsha Luoge" describes the scene of wild geese flying in the sky in autumn, sometimes circling and sometimes looking forward. There is an old saying that "takes the meaning of the clear autumn and the swan geese flying", and takes "the autumn is high and refreshing, the wind is calm and the sand is flat, the clouds travel thousands of miles, and the sky is flying, and the lofty ambitions of the swans are used to describe the heart of the scholar".

The tune was melodious and smooth, and Jiang Li never thought that Jiang Youyao would choose such a song "Pingsha Luoyan". She thought that a lady like Jiang Youyao would play a song with a smaller artistic conception. It's not that women can't play grand tunes, but because the sound of the piano communicates with the mood, how can Jiang Youyao's mood be so grand.

But Jiang Youyao played pretty well.

"This piece is extremely difficult. After so many years of rehearsal, very few people played it, and even if someone played it, it was very ordinary. She is the first one who can play it so well like Jiang Youyao." Liu Xu murmured : "Such a difficult fingering, but she still managed to play it. She is not unfamiliar at all."

Jiang Li was a little surprised when she heard this, so she asked, "Is this song difficult?"

"Of course!" Liu Xu immediately said: "Mingyitang's ten famous guqin songs, the simplest is "Flowing Water", followed by "Yangchun Baixue", "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms", "Drunken Fishermen Sing Evening", "Xiaoxiang Water Clouds", "Fishermen Reef Q\u0026A”, “Yangguan Trifold”, “Guangling San”, and then “Pingsha Luoyan”. Speaking of which, it was precisely because of “Pingsha Luoyan” that Fairy Jinghong became famous in Yanjing... Alas,” Liu Xu Suddenly thought of something: "I just said that Jiang Youyao's movements looked a little familiar just now, so she looks like Fairy Jinghong... Could it be that Fairy Jinghong gave her advice in private?"

Jiang Li understood, the starting price offered by Jiang's family, Ji Shuran was determined to let Jiang Youyao make a big splash in this examination field, and it would not be difficult to invite Fairy Jinghong.

She asked: "There are only nine songs."

"The most difficult thing is "Eighteen Beats of Hujia". Some people play "Pingsha Luoyan", but they don't play well. "Eighteen Beats of Hujia", but no one has played it on the verification field for so many years, even if He is the most outstanding student of Qin art, even Mr. Xiao has never played it."

Mr. Xiao, naturally refers to Xiao Deyin. Jiang Li thought, Xiao Deyin actually played it, but Xiao Deyin pursued too much to be flawless, and her "Hujia Eighteen Beats" was always a little bit off, so she simply didn't play it in front of people. In private, Xiao Deyin has been working hard for many years in order to practice "Hujia Eighteen Pai" well, and even asked himself for advice.

However, Xue Fangfei died, and no one knew about these things.

Jiang Youyao is still playing, and the swan geese have the feeling of flying back and looking forward, the attitude of fighting up and down, the image of flying and then gathering, the spirit of being surprised and coming back. In Jiang Youyao's piano sound, the various moods of the swan goose are slowly unfolded, making people feel as if it is autumn, the sky is as blue, and the geese pass by without a trace.

Among the examiners, Xiao Deyin's expression moved slightly, Fairy Jinghong looked at Jiang Youyao's movements on the stage, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

But I heard someone talking beside me: "I don't know when the fairy will accept apprentices?"

It was the court musician, Mianju. Mianju is now in his fifties, but he still looks as happy as a young man in his twenties, laughing and laughing all day long. His coarse linen was white, and he didn't look like a musician playing for the emperor at all. When he said this, his tone was quite teasing, but he seemed to disapprove of Fairy Jinghong's actions.

Fairy Jinghong's ears turned red when she heard the words, Jiang Youyao's fingering skills could not be hidden from a master like Mianju, she had already thought of it. It's just that he was pointed out in person, and he was still a little ashamed. But since redeeming her body and marrying her as a wife, many things are not what they used to be. The son of a tea merchant she married was just an ordinary merchant, not a wealthy family. She can no longer show her face in the public eye, but after all, she still needs daily necessities. The money Ji Shuran gave her was enough to make the whole family live comfortably in underwear for a few years, so she could not refuse to advise Jiang Youyao in private.

Fortunately, Jiang Youyao is a pretty good seed after all. It is better to teach an apprentice with aura than one with mediocre qualifications.

Then I heard Mian Ju say from the side: "But you, apprentice, are really not very good."

Even though Fairy Jinghong had a good temper, she felt a little uncomfortable at the moment, so she asked, "Please advise, sir."

"Fairy, don't blame the little old man for being so polite," Mianju said with a smile, "This Third Miss Jiang has only learned the shape of a fairy, but not the soul of a fairy. The geese in "Pingsha Luoyan" have all kinds of expressions, you apprentice can play it seventy-seven Seven or eight, but the meaning of openness and comfort is much worse."

Fairy Jinghong was angry, but she knew that Mianju was right. She knew about Jiang Youyao's problem, and tried her best to help Jiang Youyao, but for Qin Le, the gentlemen only taught fingering and skills, Qin Xin understood it by herself, and no one could help her. Jiang Youyao couldn't comprehend Qin Xin, it was helpless.

"But little girl, she's young and doesn't have much on her mind. It's normal that she can't comprehend such an artistic conception. It's pretty good to be able to play like this. If there are no accidents, I'm afraid this girl is the leader today. Yes." Mianju added with a smile.

Hearing Mianju's words, Fairy Jinghong felt better. She has never taken in an apprentice, and she has never given anyone advice. If Jiang Youyao, who was instructed by her, still fails to get the leader in the end, it will be ridiculous if it spreads.

When the two of them were talking, neither Xiao Deyin nor the music officer Shiyan opened their mouths. Xiao Deyin was usually wise and safe and didn't talk much, while Shiyan was arrogant and didn't bother to pay attention to them.

On the other side, Ji Heng propped his chin with a fan, and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was dozing off bored.

Jiang Youyao's graceful posture on the stage, and her piano sound is very smooth and pleasant. In addition, she played the extremely difficult "Pingsha Luoyan", which undoubtedly became the end point of everyone's eyes on the examination field.

"The third miss of the Jiang family is very beautiful." Li Lian said suddenly.

Ye Shijie felt a little disgusted in his heart. In any case, discussing a girl's appearance in a big court is not what a gentleman does. However, Li Lian's words immediately got the approval of other people, and they all began to express their admiration for Jiang Youyao.

On the other end, the young woman stared at Jiang Youyao on the stage, and said bitterly: "It's really a pose, it's so ugly!"

This person is Shen Ruyun.

Shen Ruyun admired Zhou Yanbang in his heart, so naturally he didn't have a good look at Zhou Yanbang's fiancée, Jiang Youyao. Seeing Jiang Youyao showing off on stage, she was even more unwilling and jealous. Shen's mother beside her heard this, and followed suit: "It's not like a good girl from a rich family."

But I don't want to think about it, Jiang Youyao is the daughter of the chief assistant of the dynasty, in terms of background, the Shen family is a real poor family, if Shen Yurong hadn't won the first prize, Shen Ruyun would be a maid for Jiang Youyao, and she would have to be picked first.

"I thought she played so well by herself, she might as well be half as good as her sister-in-law back then." Shen Ruyun blurted out.

As soon as she finished speaking, she was pinched severely by Shen's mother, and Shen Ruyun immediately knew that she had made a mistake. Now the Shen family never mentions about Xue Fangfei, what if that person finds out and gets angry? It's still better to be careful in everything.

Shen Ruyun kept silent.

At the Jiang family banquet, Jiang Yuyan, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but said at this moment: "The third sister plays really well."

Jiang Yu'e felt very upset when she heard this, thinking about what Jiang Yuyan was doing holding Jiang Youyao at the moment. But Ji Shuran was all around, so she also squeezed out a smile, and said: "Of course, the third sister is naturally intelligent, and she has a lot of wisdom in piano art. Today's first name must be the third sister. This "Pingsha No one else dared to pick "Falling Wild Goose", only our third sister dared to pick it, and she played it so well that she couldn't make a mistake. If you ask me, in a few years, the third sister will have no one in Yanjing City to be her opponent."

Ji Shuran said: "Don't hold your third sister, Yu'e. If outsiders hear this, I don't know how they will laugh at your third sister. There are people outside the world, and your third sister has a lot to learn in the future."

Having said that, Ji Shuran's smile couldn't be concealed, and the pride in her eyes made Jiang Yu'e feel dazzling.

Jiang Yu'e thought that she was no worse than Jiang Youyao, but just because the big house was rich and powerful, she was able to invite the best husband. If I can also learn piano from those famous teachers like Jiang Youyao, I will naturally be able to stand out in the examination field.

Why wasn't he born in Dafang? Why did my parents happen to be bastards? If it was a commoner family, it would be fine, but why is Jiang's third house the most ordinary?

Jiang Yu'e was extremely unwilling.

Her unwillingness was not noticed by anyone. At this moment, Jiang Li is also watching Jiang Youyao's school exam.

"She plays... really well." Liu Xu spoke with difficulty, as if she was very reluctant to admit this fact. However, everyone's reaction has already explained everything. Compared with last year, the distance between Jiang Youyao and others this year has widened further.

Jiang Li said: "But she doesn't have a heart for Qin."

"Qin Xin?" Liu Xu was stunned.

"When "Pingsha Luoyan" played to the end, the composer expressed the feeling that the world is dangerous and not as good as the geese. When it falls, the sand is flat and the water is far away. The mood is comfortable and the heart is free. Friends have no guesses, and the male and female have a story. The music is quiet and beautiful, and in the quiet There is movement, there is stillness in movement, both movement and stillness are suitable, and the posture is light." Jiang Li said carefully: "But because Jiang Youyao's piano heart lacks a piece of'indifferent', so her piano sound is a little less'light. '."

Liu Xu listened carefully to what Jiang Li had to say.

"My third younger sister has indeed played this song "Pingsha Luoyan" very well, but she has played it a thousand times, even ten thousand times, as long as she doesn't understand the artistic conception and touch the heart of the piano, in her piano sound There must be something missing, she just isn't the best."

"What you said is also reasonable." Liu Xu listened and felt the taste, but shook her head and said: "The word Qin Xin is easy for you to say, but it is so easy to touch it. Some luthiers, Even if you spend your whole life, you won't be able to meet them. We Mingyitang students, I'm afraid no one can have it. It's too difficult to understand the artistic conception!"

Jiang Li smiled, that is indeed the case, it seems a bit idiotic to let Miss Qianjin, who was raised in the boudoir, realize that the geese are open and sparse, the sky and the earth are heroic and indifferent. Not to mention Miss Qianjin, even if ordinary people are old, they may not come into contact with it.

While talking, Jiang Youyao's piano music is coming to an end. She finished the last recording beautifully, the sound of the piano stopped, and soon, cheers and applause sounded one after another in the examination field.

This was not the case among the previous female students.

Jiang Youyao was also very happy about this honor, she smiled even brighter, saluted the examiner, and walked off the examination platform unhurriedly.

Sweat dripped from Liu Xu's nervous palms, and she said to Jiang Li, "What should I do? It's your turn."

"It's okay." Jiang Li had to comfort her in turn: "I'll be back soon." As she said that, she was about to leave, but Liu Xu grabbed her by the sleeve.

Liu Xu said, "Wait! I haven't asked you yet, what are you going to play?"

Jiang Li smiled at her: "No one has played it before." She left first.

Liu Xu stood where she was and murmured: "Play the one that no one has played, the one that no one has played...she..." Her eyes suddenly froze, and she looked at the back of the person who was going to the examination table in disbelief.

"No way……"

When Jiang Li went up, she happened to meet Jiang Youyao who was leaving. When the two intersected, Jiang Youyao smiled sweetly, and she said, "Second sister, best wishes."

Jiang Li replied without looking back: "Of course."

The little boy wearing a red scarf stood on the examination platform and shouted: "The thirteenth place, Jiang Li."

The audience was silent.

Jiang Li stepped onto the examination table.

"Look, your sister has gone up." Beside Jiang Jingrui, there was a young man pushing and booing.

"Don't make noise." Jiang Jingrui was a little angry.

The man looked at his face and wondered: "Why, you are still waiting to hear your sister play a fairy music? Jiang Ershao, are you not sick?"

The teenagers all know the good deeds that the second miss of the Jiang family did eight years ago, and also know that the second miss Jiang stayed in the nunnery for eight years. Even if he became the leader in Mingyi Hall, it is difficult to shake this inherent impression for a while. In addition, books, arithmetic, and rites can be learned in the nunnery, but Qin, Yu, and archery are not things that can be learned in the nunnery.

Jiang Jingrui's face was like the bottom of a pot. Although he didn't know what to do in his heart, he was very upset when he heard others say that about Jiang Li. He said angrily, "You don't have eyes, you guys, don't you know if you look at it?"

"Just take a look." The teenagers replied with a smile.

They were chatting lively, but they didn't notice Ningyuan Hou Shizi next to them, but their eyes followed Jiang Li on the stage, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Ginger pear hands in an incense bath.

When she was learning the piano for the first time, she didn't know how to burn incense and bathe her hands. Incense is a precious thing, and it is used by rich people. Tongxiang is poor, and Xue Huaiyuan's salary is not enough at all, let alone a better guqin. Xue Huaiyuan carved a qin for her out of wood. That qin was used by Jiang Li when she was a beginner. When Jiang Li learned to play the piano, she never wanted to use it again.

Her second violin is a trophy won by Xue Zhao in a martial arts competition. At that time, Xue Zhao was provoked by someone who had a rich family and a very good lyre. Xue Zhao knew that she wanted a good violin in her heart, so she made a bet with someone, and if that person lost, she would give him the violin.

That Qin is a lot of money to the Xue family, but it is nothing to the other family. Jiang Li can even remember that day when Xue Zhao rushed in from the door excitedly, put the lyre on his back on the table, and proudly said to her, "Sister, I'll send you the lyre!"

Later that piano followed her for a long time.

She used that piano to play "Fishing Boat Sings Evening", also played "Yangchun Baixue", "Pingsha Luoge" and "Plum Blossom Three Lanes".

A sword matches a hero. When I first started learning, I only felt that I had to use the piano well to match it well. But later on, the mood became more open-minded. How can there be so many peerless pianos in the world? Good pianos are often found, but good luthiers are not often found.

such a pity……

It's a pity that later, she married Shen Yurong to Yanjing, and Shen's mother said that she was already a wife, and she should take on the heavy responsibility of the family, and she couldn't be like before. That piano was locked into Shen's warehouse, covered with dust, and regrettably left in the dark.

I heard that after Xue Fangfei's death, the Shen family set fire to all of Xue Fangfei's belongings. Presumably, the lyre, which was full of her memories and the love of her father and younger brother, was also wiped out in the fire.

Jiang Li lowered her eyes, it was strange that at this moment, her heart was extremely calm.

"What's wrong with her? Why hasn't she started yet?" Someone asked impatiently when she saw that she hadn't moved.

"Miss Jiang Er doesn't know how to use the piano, is she stupid now?"

Someone analyzed: "It is indeed possible, and there is no place to learn piano in the nunnery."

"If you really don't know it, forget it, why bother to make yourself unable to step down for the sake of gaining breath."

"It's for the sake of face, it's so embarrassing to say no."

"Hey, isn't it embarrassing to stand here without moving?"

There were all kinds of ridicule, sarcasm, pity and sympathy in his ears, and Ye Shijie looked at Jiang Li with a little anxiety. What's the matter with Jiangli, the last time I saw her, wasn't she very clever and calculating? Why is she helpless now, where is all her intelligence? Jiang Li didn't speak for a long time on the examination platform, and Jiang Youyao and Jiang Yu'e were overjoyed at the same time. If Jiang Li couldn't do anything on this examination table, even if she had won the first class in the third class before, she couldn't hide the fact that she was a joke.

Ji Shuran asked worriedly: "What's wrong with Li'er..."

"Second sister, can't she?" Jiang Youyao shook her head and said to herself: "How is this possible? The second sister is the most intelligent, and she has won the top three schools. This time the piano music will definitely not be bad."

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but when she said it, everyone began to doubt whether Jiang Li's leader of the three sects was really worthy of his name.

Seeing Jiang Li standing still on the stage, Meng Hongjin was delighted. The haze of the past few days was swept away, and she wished that Jiang Li would take advantage of the situation and stumble on the inspection stage again, so that she would be ashamed.

Even Xiao Deyin in the audience frowned, and motioned for Xiaotong to come forward and remind him that if Jiang Li didn't move, he would be expelled from the stage.

Just when the red scarf boy was about to step forward to remind him, without warning, Jiang Li suddenly spoke.

"At the beginning of the month, the new forest is full of brocade and flowers. Lovers play with the spring moon, and they are graceful and graceful."

This is a folk tune, and Jiang Li's singing is not the official language of Yanjing, but a dialect of a certain place, with such a lively flavor.

"What is this?" Jiang Youyao asked Ji Shuran.

Ji Shuran shook her head, she had never heard of it either.

"It sounds like a ditty from somewhere," Lu's eyes lit up in the second room, "Could it be that Li girl learned it from the people in the mountains when she was in the nunnery?"

It is possible.

Jiang Li was not affected at all, she still didn't pluck the strings, she just sat in front of the guqin and sang a small tune that was very unfamiliar to everyone in the audience.

"Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus flowers are red and fresh. Lang Jian wants to pick me, and I want to have lotus in my heart."

Her voice is clear and gentle, as clear as an undiscovered stream, quiet and lively, flowing with the opening of the spring snow, carrying the sun and morning dew, morning glow and evening wind.

Like a lotus picker in the mountains meeting her sweetheart for the first time, the ignorant feelings of teenagers and girls are on the verge of breaking out, quickly sprouting and growing into green trees with fragrant flowers and plants.

"The autumn wind blows into the window, and the tent flutters. Look up at the bright moon, and express your love for Qianliguang."

The young girl was indulging in her lover's smile, and put her tenderness in the moonlight. She was so innocent and lovely. She was happy, but love also made her sad.

Love is good, love makes everything lovely. People forget that spring and summer are so short, autumn has come, and winter is not far away.

She sang: "In the past, the spring grass was green, but now it is still full of snow. Who knows that lovesickness is bitter, and the hair on the temples is gray."

Her singing stopped abruptly.

The seasons change, and the girls who sing are finally empty. However, the golden years have passed, and I don't know if it is the years that have been wasted, or the years that have been wasted.

Jiangli's voice is beautiful, and her singing is even better. Unknowingly, the people on the examination field were also attracted by this crisp little tune, and fell into that sweet and sad dream.

Someone murmured, "What's the name of this ditty? Why haven't I heard it before?"

"I don't know." Others shook their heads: "It doesn't sound like Yanjing's accent."

Not far from Princess Yongning, Shen Yurong suddenly raised her head and stared at the girl on the stage. He had heard this song before...

This is a popular folk song in Tongxiang, called "Song of the Four Seasons at Midnight", and almost all the girls in Tongxiang can sing it. The smile on Jiang Li's lips was faint, she also sang.

Under the stage, Xiao Deyin frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. Fairy Jinghong was a little surprised, Shi Yan was still serious and expressionless, but Mianju was dancing with joy, and said to Fairy Jinghong: "This little girl is interesting, qin music is one of the most important things, but she sang Song, this song is not bad!"

"That's not okay." Fairy Jinghong explained in a good voice: "If she doesn't compare to Qin Le, she can only count it as a coincidence, which is unfair to other students."

Mian Ju curled her lips and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed something, amused, and said: "What a coincidence, look, the Duke was also woken up by her song."

It turned out that Ji Heng had opened his eyes at some point, and was holding his fan handle to his lips, smiling at the girl on the stage with a delicate expression.

This is the first time Ji Heng has shown a "listening" gesture from the beginning to the present.

On the other end, Jiang Yu'e said: "Second Sister is only planning to sing a song, isn't she playing the piano?"

That song is certainly very novel, but since the qin music, the comparison is "qin", not "song".

It seems that Miss Jiang is really at the end of her rope, so she thought of replacing the qin with a song. Just as everyone was thinking this way, they saw Jiang Li stretch out her hands, touch the strings of the qin, and pluck it.

The first sound came out.

"Ga—" the audience almost choked, "She wants to play."

"Listen to her playing..."

Before the word "what" was uttered, another string of fluent piano sounds passed through people's ears, even worse than Jiang Youyao's, as if someone used a knife to chisel the tip of a person's heart little by little.

"She plays "Hu Jia Eighteen Beats"!"

Someone heard it, and was excited for a moment, and the voice changed its tone.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face changed. "Hu Jia Eighteen Beats", even the master of Mingyitang can't play the tune, and accidentally turned it back to make a joke, how dare Jiang Li?

How many years have I not heard anyone play "Hu Jia Eighteen Paid"? !

On the verification field, it suddenly fell silent. In the silence, someone suddenly laughed, it was Mianju, he danced with joy, he didn't look like a court musician, he was so excited: "It's "Hujia Eighteen Beats", this little girl is brave enough! brave!"

Fairy Jinghong said helplessly, "Sir, be quiet."

Mianju smiled contemptuously and immediately fell silent.

So there was only Jiang Li's piano sound on the test field.

"Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia" is about women's homesickness, ion's desolation and great resentment. The focus is on the word "dreary", not to mention the masters, the female students of Mingyi Hall are all cardamom girls from noble families, it is the days of innocence and carefree. Even if there are some worries, they are all trivial things. How can I play the word "凄"? Even "sorrow" is hard to play.

Although people in the world often say empathy, how can empathy be as simple as four words? Probably only a sage with the world in mind can do it.

Meng Hongjin sneered and said, "I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, but I just made a joke for others to see..."

She thought that Jiang Li must not be able to play such a piece of music well. If Jiang Li can play well, doesn't it mean that Jiang Li is better than the smartest talented woman in Ming Yitang these years? how can that be.

But her ridicule gradually stopped laughing, and her face became more and more ugly.

Jiang Li's fingering is very proficient, as if she has learned the piano for decades, and her movements are also very elegant, without any deliberation or sculpting, and her casual and lightness is incredible.

The girl was sitting on the examination table, the wind was clear and the sun was thin, the sleeves were wide, the green color was compelling, and she was cute and cute. For a while, the examination field became a deep mountain and a valley, not as impetuous as Vanity Fair, just like a Play it to yourself.

I played it for myself.

Jiang Li's gaze didn't look at any place in front of her eyes, and seemed to have seen everything in front of her eyes.

The singer left her hometown and lost her son. She not only left her hometown and lost her son, but also her family was destroyed and people died.

The person next to the pillow was Zhongshan Wolf, and her family was left behind in this innocent disaster. The hateful thing is that the enemy is still rising. Since she was reborn, she finally saw the enemy again, but she couldn't avenge her father and brother at this moment, so she had to hold back.

It's sad to bear it forbearance, it's sad to have blood and deep hatred, it's sad to die innocently, and it's sad to be full of misfortunes. The oppression of power is desolate, the sky has no eyes is desolate, desolate!

The sound of the zither was like a sharp sword piercing the sky. At that moment, great resentment surged into the sky, making the listeners feel heartbroken and unable to complain.

miserable! sad! It broke our hearts!

After many years, someone finally played "Hujia Eighteen Beats" for the first time on the test field. I thought that as long as this girl could memorize the fingering completely, it would be very good, but Jiang Li not only could remember completely, I can still remember being proficient, and judging by her appearance, she is clearly not unfamiliar at all.

That's all, but how can she, a fifteen-year-old girl, pop out "Qi"!

There are two out of ten beats, both sorrow and joy, and it is difficult to express the two feelings. Thirteen times out of ten, the strings are urgent and sad, and the liver and intestines are irritating, and no one knows.

Four times out of ten, tears and tears flow down, and the river flows eastward, thinking about myself. Fifteen beats, the rhythm is fast, and the breath fills the chest, who knows the song.

Sixteen beats, my thoughts are boundless, my son and I are on our own. The sun, the east, the moon, and the west look at each other, and they are heartbroken when they are not allowed to follow each other. I never forget my worries about daylilies, and I don’t feel hurt when I play the zither. Now farewell to my hometown, old grievances are heavy and new grievances are long. Weeping blood raised his head and complained to the Cang Cang, Hu Weisheng suffered from this disaster alone.

Xiao Deyin's always gentle face was a little stiff at the moment, looking carefully, her fingers were still trembling slightly, Jiang Li's qin music, at least in the song "Hujia Eighteen Beats", was already much, much higher than hers! Jiang Li's superb skills in this song can even be her husband!

Yanjing's number one luthier seems to have become a joke at this moment!

Fairy Jinghong was also very surprised. She was already a wife and mother, and she didn't care about fame and fortune, so she didn't feel nervous when the younger generation surpassed her. She was just puzzled, how could a 14-year-old cardamom girl understand the sadness of "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia" so thoroughly? Even if Jiang Li lost her mother when she was young and was sent to a nunnery at the age of seven, even after eight years of hard life in the mountains, these sufferings are not exactly the same as the "sorrow" in the qin music.

It's unbelievable.

Mianju was the happiest, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at Jiangli like a miser who suddenly found a large piece of gold, salivating, and couldn't bear to look away. He even murmured: "This is a natural luthier!"

Shiyan was better than Mianju, but hearing Jiang Li's piano sound made him change his previous arrogant expression and gradually moved a little. He is a music official, not as carefree as Mianju, but as long as it is good music, he will appreciate it with his heart.

The last of the four was Ji Heng.

Everyone in the audience was attracted and bewitched by the sound of Jiang Li's piano. The sound of the piano seemed to have the effect of confusing people's hearts. Sorrowful things are hard to hold on to.

The sound of the piano has such a magical power. Legend has it that the demon luthier can use the sound of the piano to bring people into the illusion created by themselves, making people lose themselves. There are probably no demon luthiers in the world, but there are brilliant luthiers who can convey their hearts and feelings through the sound of the piano.

When everyone was captured by the zither master, there was only one person who was not moved by the sound of the zither.

He is not like Jiang Youyao and Meng Hongjin who are jealous because of the sound of the piano, nor like Xiao Deyin who is afraid because of the piano art, nor is he obsessed with it like everyone else. He just looked at Jiang Li, and the smile on his mouth did not change a bit.

Ji Heng was looking at Jiang Li.

His eyelashes are long, and his eyes are very sparkling and moving, as if he is also intoxicated, but when you look closely, you can see that he is very sober. He isolated himself from the sound of the piano, as if he isolated himself from the crowd.

When he watched Jiang Li playing the piano, it was like watching an opera troupe invited by his family, and watching the people on the examination field indulge in the sound of Jiang Li's piano, it was like watching a play within a play.

All living beings on and off the stage, the world of mortals are bustling, he is like a fickle beauty, standing outside the play and watching with cold eyes, so as to be a spectator.

He pulled away soberly.

Some people are drawn away, some people are addicted to it, how about the piano player Jiang Li?

Her whole body was shrouded in great sadness, and the sorrow of the piano sound and the sadness in her heart seemed to be two shadows that grew each other, competing to be the first to elongate. She seemed to be divided into two, a crazy Xue Fangfei, weeping and telling her sorrow to the sound of the piano, and a Jiang Li, calmly watching the reactions of everyone in the audience.

Seventeen beats, heart and nose are sore, Guan Shanxiu hinders and travel is difficult. When I went, I was pregnant with the soil and my heart was clueless. When I came, I was thinking about goodbye.

Eighteen beats, although the song ends, there is more than enough sound and endless thoughts. It is the merit of good fortune to know that silk and bamboo are all good fortune, and sorrow and joy are all in accordance with people's hearts. Hu and Han are in different regions and different winds, and the sky and the earth are separated from each other. I am bitter and resentful, and my grievances are vast in the sky. Although the world is vast, I should not accept it.

Sorrow always has an end, and the sound of the piano always ends.

After Jiang Li plucked the last tune, she suddenly tuned in. After the loud noise, there was an empty silence.

No one spoke, and everything in the world seemed to be silent for this sad piano sound.

Liu Xu under the stage felt his face was cold, raised his hand to touch it, and at some point, his face was wet with tears. Looking around again, there were not a few people who cried when they heard the sound, all of them felt lost.

"Hu Jia's Eighteen Beats" was finally played on the test field, and a country tune before the eighteen beats added a more mournful color to this sad piece.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Jiang Li on the stage. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that it was a fifteen-year-old girl who could perform this song.

The girl stood on the examination table, her hair fluttered in the breeze, she lowered her head slightly, so that people could not see her expression clearly, but felt that this girl was also very quiet.

Jiang Li let out a long sigh in her heart, and as soon as she raised her head, she froze.

She met a pair of long and beautiful phoenix eyes, which were full of fun.

Ari [shy]: Please turn the four mentors around for me~

Ji Heng: (/▽╲)

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