Peerless Spirit Master

   Chapter 85 Prince Ye, what do you think?

   As expected, he was once taught by Qin Wushuang. Although this song "Dawn and Twilight" does not have the essence of Qin Wushuang, it can also be called the sound of heaven.

   After everyone enjoyed Li Yuzhen's performance, they couldn't help but look at the girl in the red skirt with pity, already thinking of her tragic situation after losing.

   Obviously can't do it, I have to compare it, I really don't know whether to say it is bold or brave.

   "Yunge..." Old Master Qing looked at his granddaughter with some worry, "Are you really going to compare?"

   "Beat, why not." Qing Yunge curled her lips and smiled, "Not only to compare, but I also want to win beautifully."

   "Win?" Hearing this, Li Yu really laughed sarcastically, "Qing Yunge, I didn't expect you to be not only a waste, but also so loud."

  Qing Yunge raised her eyebrows coldly: "Princess Yuzhen, let me hear the word trash again, and you will lose your tongue like your uncle."

   Hearing this, Li Yuzhen's face suddenly turned pale, a pair of almond eyes filled with water mist glared at the girl in red skirt, but he didn't dare to say the word trash.

   She still seems to feel the pain from the injury that day.

   Thinking back to that scene, she couldn't help shivering slightly. If Brother Huai hadn't let her tell her about it, she would have written to her father long ago.

Everyone watching the lively was also surprised. They had long heard that King Zhen didn't come to the banquet this time, because he had offended Rong Shizi, and his tongue was pulled out by the dark guard. He is still injured. Now it seems that it should be Zhen Wang insulted Miss Qing, so Rong Shizi would take action.

   It’s such a blessing to have such care and care from Rong Shizi.

   "Pulling out your tongue is too bloody, Qingqing, don't do it." Rong Jinhuai next to him paused, then said lazily, "I can do this kind of thing, and I can guarantee Madam's satisfaction."

   Husband, man!

   Qing Yunge's blue veins kept beating on her forehead. If it weren't for the fact that she was going to try now, she would really be hitting someone, so she could only lower her voice and say angrily, "I'll take care of you later."

   Rong Jinhuai looked at her with a smile, her eyes soft: "Madam, you can hit or scold if you want, I'll be waiting for you at any time."

  His voice was extremely low and deep, as if thick nectar was dripping on the ground, and it sounded so good that it enticed the eardrums.

   However, after hearing this, Qing Yunge just wanted to hide her face and cry. She should never have molested him in the first place, but now it's alright.

  Qingtian watched from the side, stroked his beard with satisfaction, thinking to himself, it seems that he will have a great-grandson to hug him in the near future, not bad, this grandson-in-law is more pleasing to the eye, much better than that idiot prince.

Fortunately, Qing Yunge didn't know what her grandfather was thinking, otherwise she would have been choked to death by saliva again. She had been molested all the time, and she no longer wanted to talk to a certain black-bellied prince, because the more she talked about her, the more money was taken, so He walked to the center of the hall with a dark face and sat down in front of the guqin.

   It was an ordinary lyre. Because it was a temporary competition, I couldn’t prepare a good one in advance.

   However, only ordinary qin can best distinguish whether a person's qin skills are superb or not.

   Fingers slowly stroked the strings, feeling the familiar touch, Qing Yunge took a deep breath, and the memory of the previous life emerged in her mind.

  As a Chinese, Lanyan likes classical culture very much. She was also influenced by it since she was a child, and she also has certain attainments in this field.

  Because her master has a very serious headache, which is difficult to relieve during the attack.

   So she found an old man who lived in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River, and learned a peculiar art of guqin, and the sound of the qin played in this way can make her master's pain lessened to a certain extent.

   Therefore, she practiced the piano skill hard, just for her master, the one who raised her.

After Master    died, she never played the guqin again. Now...with her eyes closed, it's time to play a tune.

  Forget the past, bury the old days, Juege is dead, and now there are only Qingjia Yunge.

   Lightly tap with your fingers, bringing your fingertips together.

A clear sound of "Zheng-" interrupted everyone's thoughts. The sound of the piano slowly flowed through the entire hall at this time. In an instant, it seemed that a warm wind was blowing across the face, taking away all the grief and sorrow. .

  The sound of the piano is scattered in the air, making people feel as if they are bathed in the sun, standing on the endless field, the running water ding-dong, like a ring, the land of birds and flowers, like a fairyland on earth.

   In the next second, the sound of the qin suddenly spun, and the ground cratered. Another picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It was a picture of a knife and a halberd.

   I couldn't help but feel sad for a while, and couldn't help but shed tears.

   "Zhengzheng—" The sound of the piano turned again and calmed down again. Along with the sound of the piano, there was a pleasant and clear singing voice.

   "The misty rain is faint, and the red dust is misty and untraceable.

   can make ripples, and the breeze passes without a trace.

  I stopped by the West Lake, recited a few strands of melancholy, and asked how cold my heart was.

  Three thousand years of blue silk are not yet old, and for whom did the roots of white hair grow.

  …

  Xia Yuechan song, Xiao He just leaned forward.

   Hundreds of flowers are vying for beauty, and the colors are colorful.

   Fishing at Wuting Bridge, watching carp play in the water, entwined with inexplicable fate.

  Whoever counts can know the future.

  …

   The blood-colored sunset is gradually sinking, and it is only near dusk.

   Can you ever feel sad, the moonlight is cold in the dream.

  The wind blows the flowers and the stars blow through the nine heavens.

   The gusheng zheng on the Yuejiang Tower.

  …

  The flying white butterflies once loved the stars, but they turned into dust.

   As soon as the sky appeared, the sword only left blood marks.

  I am the only one with a glass of wine and swords in my palm.

   covered the world with a smile. "

  …

   The voice is crisp, the singing is soft, and the sound of the piano echoes for a long time.

  Shocked, extremely shocking, this is how everyone feels.

   How domineering is the sentence "overturning the world", and how unrestrained is the sentence "a smile on the red dust".

  The lyrics are picturesque and the songs are all over the world.

  Even though the last melody had fallen to the ground, after the song ended, everyone was still lost in the singing and melody just now, and they were reluctant to wake up for a long time.

  Qing Yunge stood up slowly, her cherry lips slightly curved, looked at Li Yuzhen who was also absent-minded, and said with a chuckle, "Princess Yuzhen, I wonder if my poor piano skills can catch your eye?"

   As soon as these words came out, the guests came back to their senses. Looking at the girl in the red dress standing in the center of the hall, they couldn't help gasping for breath.

  Who said that the sixth daughter of the Qing family can't understand everything?

   Nonsense!

   Looking at it now, her accomplishments in piano art are almost no less than that of Qin Wushuang, who won the first place in the Nine Tones Competition.

  Li Yu really didn't answer. At this moment, she couldn't believe that Qing Yunge's piano skills were really better than hers. Her fingernails had already scratched the palm of her hand, and she was still at a loss.

"It seems that Princess Yuzhen may not like my piano skills." Qing Yunge seemed to sigh with a smile, then turned her eyes and landed on another person, "So Prince Ye, what do you think? ?"

   Hearing this, Ye Jiangchen raised his eyes slightly. Although his face was still indifferent, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.

   In the silence, he opened his mouth slowly and said only eight words: "There is no peer in the world, and the world is shocking."

   The song in the article is the lyrics I wrote myself~ But there is no song and no name at present. The little cuties can comment on what name is better.

   (end of this chapter)