Dressed as a vicious stepmother, the whole family is full of wealth

Chapter 422, don't change face

Hu Ziyun watched Lingqu walk down the stage, her eyes were still looking at Yu Xiucheng, she was slightly surprised that the leading woman in the Western Regions had fallen in love with Taifu Yu just like them.

If she wins, will she become Taifu Yu's wife?
Just as Hu Ziyun was thinking wildly, the three luthiers behind Lingqu had already stepped onto the stage and started playing one by one. The songs of the three were different, and they were displayed in different ways of war, showing a grand north-south battle for the Daqing officials present. The war scenes, the cruelty of war, the bloodiness of war, and the ruthlessness of war are expressed through the song without reservation.

No one remembers the melodious and melodious thirteen strings that Daqing is proud of, but only the shock and emotion of each scene.

With a gray face, He Jing looked at the Western Region luthier in front of him seriously. Are these people human? Are they clearly gods? These pieces of music should only exist in the sky. How did such a shocking piece come out? He almost I was moved to tears, how can such a big piano play such a tender song?

He is a person who understands music, otherwise he wouldn't have kept King Pingning in the mansion to sing for him every day.

With moist eyes, he looked at Duke Xingguo and the several generals sitting down, seeing that they were in the same state as him, those generals looked admiringly, and remained silent for a long time, as if those bloody battle scenes were reappearing in front of them.

He looked at the people around him again, almost all of them fell into the song, the audience was silent, no one spoke, and they were all deeply impressed.

After a long while, no one in Jukun Hall made a sound.

Yu Xiucheng waited silently. He played well, so he had to agree. If He Jining wanted to win these luthiers just based on the piece just now, he would be ridiculed.

The four luthiers from the Western Regions had all finished playing, and he wanted to see how the three of Daqing were doing on stage.

He Jining looked around and saw that everyone in the audience was convinced by the Western Region luthier, gnashing their teeth angrily. She pushed Hu Ziyun beside her and said, "What are you afraid of? Go, they think the small piano can't beat the big piano? Let them listen , our Daqing's thirteen-stringed qin is the best, don't be intimidated by their battle."

But Hu Ziyun was pushed out a step, and then retracted, she would not go forward.

She turned her head and looked at Hu Ziyun stammeringly: "Miss He, they really play better than me, I, I think I still...!
"Shut up!" He Jining shouted, "You are here to represent Daqing, how can you say such a thing?"

Hu Ziyun wondered: "I really..."

"Hmph!" He Jining pushed her away angrily, and looked at the servant girl standing aside: "Bring up the Qin, I'll let them see Daqing's thirteen strings!"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Qing, her eyes looked at her like a waste.

Xiao Qing looked back at He Jining coldly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, if he didn't play well, he would look down on others.

Several maidservants lifted up the thirteen strings and placed them opposite Piano. The large and small pianos formed a sharp contrast. He Jining walked over, sat down again, and put his hands on the strings.

He Jining stared at everyone angrily, with her hands on the strings, she recalled the pieces she could play, and finally found another piece about war, but if she played this piece tonight, she might lose.

She doesn't want to lose, and she can't lose, but she can't think of any other songs besides this one,

There is no way, she can only add some skills and feelings to the existing tunes.

After she made up her mind, she took a deep breath, plucked the strings lightly with her fingers, and the soft and lyrical melody began to flow out.

When it is low, it makes your ears ring, and when it is high, it is exciting. The tune is mellow and exciting. Every time He Jining twitches, he can vividly show the loss, desolation, and displacement brought about by the war, making the listener's heart tightly grasped at once. .

He Jining used her whole life's skill and emotion, and poured it all into this song. After one song, she retracted her hands gracefully, very satisfied with her performance, and felt that she had performed supernormally just now.

After she finished playing, she happily looked at Yu Xiucheng who was sitting in the seat.

It's just that Yu Xiucheng was looking at Xiao Qing who was on the side at the moment, and He Jining followed his gaze to look at Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing stood and yawned, a little sleepy.

This scene stung He Jining, she was so focused on the song, Xiao Qing was yawning?
She suppressed the anger in her heart, looked at the crowd with a slight smile, stood up and bowed to them, and after getting up, she looked at the luthiers in the Western Regions quite proudly. Sanxian is even more impressive.

Lingqu responded with a smile: "You can only say that you play well, but unfortunately, your emotions are too thin, your skills are too much, and the thirteen strings in your hands haven't played their fullest role..."

As she spoke, she walked up to He Jining: "Can I play a song with your piano?"

He Jining refused in her heart, but on this occasion, she could only allow it. She turned her side to make room for Lingqu.

After Lingqu sat down, he began to pluck the strings with both hands, one after another, copying the piece that He Jining played just now, even more touching than He Jining's.

Every time she reached a climax, He Jining's face looked as if she had been slapped once. Every time she was hit, she had no ability to defend herself. In the end, He Jining was bruised and purple, which was extremely ugly.

When the Lingqu finished playing, He Jining's face was darkened, reaching the freezing point that was about to erupt.

Lingqu looked at her with a smile, ignited her last bit of patience, and said, "Daqing's thirteen strings are nothing more than that. It's a pity, no matter how good the thirteen strings are, so what? It's not as good as our luthiers in the Western Regions. Daqing Not to mention that no one can play the Piano, and none of you have even seen this piano, so it’s no shame for you to lose to us! If you have the ability, you can also find someone who can play the Piano, so that we will be convinced?"

He Jining clenched his fists and wanted to rush over in the next second, but was held back by a strong hand beside him.

"If you want to be more embarrassing, go there!" Xiao Qing reminded in a cold voice.

He Jining stared at Xiao Qing resentfully, then looked back at Lingqu resentfully, and finally had to hold back his breath.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Geng Jiyong laughed loudly and said, "Teacher Yu, our luthier is being rude, but this competition is really exciting. Compared to now, I think the outcome is basically determined. , I also ask you to play a song with the emperor tomorrow morning, and you will be exempted from paying tribute to the Western Regions for the next three years, ahahaha..."

When Geng Jiyong saw the faces of the Daqing officials, he felt extremely happy. Thinking that he would no longer have to pay tribute to Daqing every year in the future, how the king of the Western Regions would give him a promotion, he was happy in his heart, and the smile on his face naturally became presumptuous.

Seeing Geng Jiyong's blatant provocation, Yu Xiucheng looked at He Jing and Xing Guogong without changing his face, but saw that they were lifeless and had no power to fight back after being beaten.

"How should Taishi He and Duke Xingguo deal with it?"

He Jing and Xing Guogong lowered their heads silently.

"Hmph!" Yu Xiucheng sneered, cursing these people as useless in his heart.

"Ambassador Geng, your luthiers are really different! It's just..."

(End of this chapter)