The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 228 Rizhao Ancient Music
After Yu Wenhao finished speaking, everyone was stunned. They didn't even have the score. How could they compete fairly?
The Rizhao tribe is another mysterious nation besides the Yuezhao tribe in the Riyue Mountain. It is rumored that they are protected by the Sun God, so they are named Rizhao.

However, just like the Yuezhao tribe, it is difficult to find the whereabouts of the Rizhao tribe, let alone find the musicians in their tribe who understand this breaking song in such a short period of time.

Le Ji, who was originally selected, had cold sweat on her forehead, holding the pipa, trembling uncontrollably.

Gu Shiyin cast his eyes on Gu Jincheng and said, "Second nephew, I remember that you always like playing the piano and reciting poems, why don't you play a piece of broken array music?"

Gu Jincheng said bluntly: "Uncle Yu Huang raised my nephew up. It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. My nephew has never understood this ancient song, and he doesn't even have the score. He really can't compete with Miss Nalanti."

Listening to Gu Jincheng's words, Feng Xihe sneered in her heart. Ever since she saw that Gu Jincheng was raising snow wolves from Riyue Mountain when she was hunting last year, she knew that Gu Jincheng was probably inextricably related to the Rizhao and Yuezhao clans. .

It would be unreasonable to say that he didn't know this ancient song at all.

It is more likely that Gu Jincheng does not want others to see the intersection between him and the two races.

After listening to it, Yu Wenhao said leisurely: "This song is called the emperor of the ancient songs of the Rizhao tribe. Could it be that your country can't find a talent who understands this ancient song?"

"This concubine is willing to compete with Miss Nalandi on this song!" Suddenly, Feng Xihe got up slowly from the table.

Gu Shiyin's eyes darkened, he turned his head to look, but he didn't stop him.

Gu Jincheng's gentle face showed a trace of curiosity.

Yu Wenhao was slightly surprised, "Could it be that Princess Yu can play the pipa well?"

"This concubine doesn't understand pipa." Feng Xihe smiled lightly, like a new lotus blooming after the rain, "So, this concubine decided to use a konghou to compete with Miss Nalanti?"

After speaking, the envoy of the Hua Kingdom said: "Princess Yu, Miss Nalanti is using a pipa, and she is comparing pipa music. How can you use a harp instead?"

"If you don't know pipa, you can ask others to come."

Feng Xihe was puzzled and said: "Master Jin, you just mentioned that it must be this breaking song, but did not stipulate what kind of musical instrument must be used."

"What's more, Miss Nalanti's playing a broken array without music score is unfair to us. Even so, for the sake of fairness, this concubine should be able to choose an instrument that she is good at."

The Hua Guo envoy was slightly stunned, Yu Wenhao's eyes deepened, and he agreed: "What Princess Yu said is reasonable, then please ask Princess Yu to play a breakout music for us."

Feng Xi and Yingying walked to the middle, Gu Shiyin raised his hand slightly, and ordered someone to come over with a harp.

After a while, slender jade fingers lightly plucked the strings of the harp a few times, and the sound of the harp poured out like the sound of heaven, as if the moonlight sprinkled the earth.

Different from Nalanti's desert style, the array-breaking music under her finger seems to come from a distant snow-capped mountain, long and long.

Not long after, the passionate tone suddenly burst out again, which stunned everyone's spirits, as if they were on the battlefield of fierce fighting.

They gradually indulged in Feng Xihe's breaking music, as if seeing Bai Xue gradually stained with blood.The music gradually turned sad, and the corpse wrapped in horse leather seemed to be presented alive in front of their eyes.

The lingering sound lingered, and a bean-sized teardrop overflowed from their eye socket.

And Feng Xihe was kneeling beside the harp, her slender eyelashes drooping, her skirt was like petals, spread on the carpet, and the irises on the edge were lifelike, highlighting her beauty to the extreme.

After Feng Xihe finished playing, Nalanti's expression changed suddenly. Seeing everyone's reaction, she already understood that whoever loses wins.

Yu Wenhao already clapped his hands involuntarily.

"I want to know, where did Princess Yu learn this ancient song?" He expressed everyone's doubts.

Feng Xihe smiled and said, "Is it taught by my concubine's dead mother?"

"Your mother?" Yu Wenhao's eyebrows tightened.

Feng Xihe replied: "That's right, a few years ago, my late mother went to Riyue Mountain and learned this song from a musician in Rizhao."

"So that's the case, but it's a pity that I can't visit your mother in person." Yu Wenhao felt a little regretful, but his eyes were shining with a strange brilliance. I memorized the music scores passed down by my mother without any omissions, and can play konghou music that moves us."

"My concubine remembers the music score is only one of the reasons." Feng Xihe shifted his gaze to Gu Shiyin, who was on the side, and then, his joy was beyond words, "More importantly, my concubine's husband has been fighting on the battlefield all year round. My heart is moved, so I want to use today's opportunity to play a piece of breaking music for my husband."

After the words fell, Gu Shiyin's eyes were full of smiles, like a pearl fainting. He liked to hear what the lady said.

Yu Wenhao was taken aback, Gu Jincheng's face froze slightly, and there was a bit of jealousy in his eyes that he couldn't even detect.

Feng Xihe retreated to her seat in front of everyone's stares. Seeing Gu Shiyin, his face remained unchanged, and he couldn't help asking, "My lord, why am I so familiar with the situation of Riyue Mountain if you don't ask me?"

Gu Shiyin turned his eyes and said, "This king knows."

Feng Xihe was even more confused. They had known each other for less than a year, so he probably didn't know much about her past situation.

The confidant next to Yu Wenhao saw his master, and his eyes never left Feng Xihe's body, so he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Only then did Yu Wenhao look away, and his confidant asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, are you really interested in Princess Yu of Ningguo?"

"I just think of some old things from the past." Yu Wenhao's eyes dimmed, and he recalled: "More than ten years ago, when the fourth uncle went to Riyue Mountain, in addition to meeting a woman from the Yuezhao tribe, he also When I meet another girl, that girl will play this breaking music, but she is not from the Rizhao clan, but went to the battlefield with her father."

"The battlefield? It turns out that His Royal Highness asked Miss Nalanti to play the ancient Rizhao music for another purpose." The confidant reacted, and suddenly said: "Riyue Mountain has always been stationed there by the troops of Ning Guo and Hua Guo. What His Highness said This girl must be from Ningguo, right?"

"But, back then, did the fourth prince really meet that girl by chance?"

Yu Wenhao lowered his eyes and sighed: "As for the chance meeting, or deliberately, I'm afraid only the Fourth Emperor himself knows."

The next game is a competition of sword skills.

Outside the Que Tower, there is a martial arts arena, and the sound of drums is loud.

The two countries have already selected a team of their respective warriors, dressed in strong attire and holding a sword gleaming with cold light, to stand on the competition platform.

Ningguo sent ten warriors, but there were two people in charge of them, one was Feng Junyao, the young master of Feng Guogong's mansion, and the other was Zhou Shiqing, the second son of Zhou Fang, the right minister.

As for why these two people took the stage at the same time, everyone present is well aware.

The former commander of the Forbidden Army contracted a serious illness more than ten days ago, and Emperor Changde needed to elect a new commander.

Feng Junyao had served as a deputy general in the army and had received the support of many people. It was already a certainty that he would be the commander of the imperial army.However, not long after, Zhou Fang, the right minister, and other courtiers suddenly proposed that his son Zhou Shiqing be the commander of the imperial army.

Although Zhou Shiqing had never served as an official in the court, he was a suitable candidate because he was well-versed in culture and martial arts.

On one side is Feng Guogong's mansion, on the other is the Prime Minister's mansion, and Feng Junyao and Zhou Shiqing's aptitudes are both good, so Emperor Changde suddenly fell into a difficult situation.

Simply, he took this opportunity to have the two of them share the stage and observe again.

People sitting in the tower looked up and looked down, and they could see the position of the martial arts platform.

Feng Xihe looked at Feng Junyao quietly. Of course, she believed that as long as there were no accidents, it was still possible for Feng Junyao to win the position of commander of the imperial army.

It's just that Zhou Fang suddenly recommended his son to be the commander of the imperial army, I'm afraid Gu Jincheng was behind the scenes and provoked a lot.

Feng Xi and Mo Ran lowered their eyelashes, watching every move on the stage.

Gu Shiying shook her hand calmly, implying that she didn't need to worry too much, the competition arena was full of Imperial Guards and his people, as long as there was a slight movement, someone would come out to stop it immediately.

On the martial arts competition stage, as the sound of the drums became louder, the two teams of warriors lined up from both countries drew their swords in unison. For a moment, the figures of many warriors intertwined, and their swordsmanship changed, which was dazzling.

Feng Junyao's main focus was still on breaking the opponent's sword technique, and he discussed with Zhou Shiqing that the two of them would deal with the warriors of the Hua Kingdom one by one.

When Zhou Shiqing came to the other side of the martial arts competition stage, he really wanted to join forces with Feng Junyao to fight against the warriors of the Hua Kingdom.

However, after seeing Feng Junyao's vigorous figure, he suddenly remembered the result of having someone investigate Mulanyou.

He already knew that the two women he saw in Chengxi Medical Center that day were Feng Xihe, and the other was the grand-daughter-in-law of Feng Guogong's mansion, the goddess doctor who treated his brother.

Feng Junyao's fiancée Mulanyou who is about to marry!

In order to get close to Mulanyou, he even used his younger brother's illness as an excuse to ask Mulanyou to visit the Prime Minister's mansion every now and then, and then watched her from the sidelines.

However, that woman who looks like an orchid in the empty valley will eventually marry into Feng Guogong's mansion. Perhaps, she will not understand his admiration for her in the end.

There seemed to be a flame of jealousy burning in Zhou Shiqing's heart, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, if there was no Feng Junyao, would Mulan You belong to him?

Thinking like this, the knife in Zhou Shiqing's hand has deviated from its normal position.

Hearing the exclamation of everyone in the tower, Zhou Shiqing's knife escaped from his palm, and driven by a strong wind, he swung it in the direction of Feng Junyao.

Fear arose in everyone's hearts. When the warriors of the two countries were competing with each other, why did Zhou Shiqing attack his own people? Even if he was competing for the position of commander of the imperial army, it shouldn't be on such an occasion.

A faint smile floated on Gu Jincheng's face. He knew Zhou Shiqing's motives, because that day, he was the one who had someone lure the young master of the Prime Minister's mansion to the gate of Chengxi Medical Center, and took the opportunity to let Zhou Shiqing know Mulanyou.

(End of this chapter)