reborn princess

Chapter 323 Really Annoyed
The luthier froze, but she immediately continued to play, but her rhythm had been disrupted, but after a few syllables, she didn't know what was going on, and the strings plucked under her hands flowed out. The sound of the music is actually the same tune as what Ye Weilan is playing.

When she realized this, she couldn't help but stop with a livid face.

Ye Weilan, on the other hand, insisted on finishing a piece of music. Under her skillful fingering, the sound of the piano resounded like spring water hitting a stone, and every note was impeccable.

With the end of the ending, Xuan Chen applauded without hesitation.

"Daughter-in-law, you are awesome!" His eyes were full of praise and pride.

Bailiyao gave him a hard look, but he didn't scold him, but looked at Bailiyao with an indescribable interest in his eyes.

The luthier pointed at Ye Weilan with a trembling hand and said, "You...you are cheating!"

"Cheating? Do I have one?" Ye Weilan blinked her big innocent eyes. "Auntie, please point out where I cheated?"

"You..." Although the luthier knew that she had taken advantage of it, he couldn't tell how she did it.

What she just played was an ancient song called "Yu Fei Yin". of.

And this girl broke her song with "Broken Dream Song", how could she not be ashamed?

She never dreamed that this little girl, who was only nine years old, would actually play the song "Breaking Dreams". Listening to the audience and doing it intentionally, the purpose is to attract the attention of others, and then start the formal song, which can be said to be the nemesis of all songs.

If it was a simple piece of music for one person, she would win [-]% of the time, but it was this piece of music that made her fall short and lost in the hands of a girl.

She... She refuses to accept it!

Bailiyao leaned on his knees with his elbows, and rested his chin with his palms, and said with a chuckle, "If you lose, you lose. If you want to bet, you have to admit defeat, otherwise your character will be inferior. Let's change the game." .”

The luthier listened to her and didn't dare to pester her anymore, so he got up and retreated.

Immediately afterwards, someone came in and took out the two zithers, and placed a chess grid and two bowls of chess pieces on the square table in the room. The chess pieces were all made of black jade and white jade. All are above.

The chess master invited by Bailiyao saw that the luthier was defeated, and knew that although the little girl was young, she was a genius, so she didn't dare to underestimate the opponent, for fear that her old face would be lost here, so she worked up her spirits, "Little girl, you are the master, and you are still young, I will let you hold the white stone."

"Thank you, aunt, for letting me go!" Ye Weilan said, and grabbed a white piece, without thinking about it, and put it in the center of the chessboard.

The chess master also picked up the sunspots and put them in the corresponding positions, one old and one young, fighting back and forth on the chessboard.

Ye Weilan is extremely talented in chess, which can be said to be hereditary, because Wen Mo is a chess master in the world, although Ye Weilan's chess skills were not taught by Wen Mo, but Ye Weilan is a girl, and she is naturally careful , so the green is blue, in the previous life, even the lady who taught chess at the Royal Women's Academy was not her opponent, how can this chess master whose chess skills can only be described as ordinary at this time be her opponent?

But in only half an hour, she was killed by her to the point where he was defeated and his head was covered in cold sweat.

Finally, after a game of chess was over, the chess master got up, and with a shameful expression on his face, he saluted Bailiyao, "Your maidservant has a responsibility, please punish me, madam!"

"Interesting..." Bailiyao thought silently in his heart, this girl was really unexpected, but she didn't show anything on the surface, she just waved her hand lightly. "Change to another one!"

The chess master withdrew and changed to a calligrapher and painter. The temperaments of the teachers brought by Bailiyao are all different. For example, the temperament of the luthier is charming, and there is always a certain coquettish attitude in every gesture; while the chess master is cold, with a kind of superiority As for the calligraphy and painting book in front of him, he has that kind of bookish elegance.

Because the previous team had already lost two rounds, the painter and calligrapher was under a lot of pressure. She knew that if she lost, there would be no need to compete with the two people behind, and it would be fine to just admit defeat.

She bit the bullet and said: "Little girl, do you want to compare words, or do you want to compare pictures and poetry?"

In addition to calligraphy and painting, she is also responsible for teaching poetry, these are the same things, good calligraphy and painting, poetry is not bad.

Ye Weilan was holding the tea that Song Jiayin handed over, and she was resting her eyes with her eyes closed. The game of chess just now had really exhausted her energy. After hearing what the calligrapher said, she opened her eyes shallowly, but she didn't speak, and He lowered his head and took a sip of boiling tea to moisten his thirsty throat.

She didn't know that her indifferent demeanor moved Bailiyao's heart.

Bailiyao has been looking for a suitable girl for his son to be his successor, because the burden on her shoulders is too heavy, and even a slightly weaker girl can't bear her burden.

The "Jubao Firm" she opened involved countless businesses, and most of the money she earned was used to support the construction of the Wanli City Wall, and only a very small part was kept for daily use.Therefore, she must find an excellent girl. In addition to being able to do business and have courage, this girl must not be short-sighted, but also have a big picture, strong political sensitivity, and Only a strong body can complete the task of carrying on the family line of Xuanjia to become her daughter-in-law.

However, those girls of the right age are still young after all, and they can't see anything. There are a few who can barely catch her eyes, and they have to be trained for a period of time.

But the girl in front of her, who was only nine years old and not yet ten years old, moved her a little.

To be honest, this girl was an accident, but the accident made her a little happy.

She thought that she needed more surprises to confirm her mind. If this girl could satisfy her, she would not need to worry about picking a wife for her son in the future.

"Let's go together!" Ye Weilan said lightly. "Compare books, paintings, and poems together!"

"Alright!" The calligrapher agreed to her request.

Someone brought in another Eight Immortals table from the outside, and placed it side by side with the original one in the room, and then placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone opposite each other.

Two little maids came over to grind ink and various watercolor paints.

Ye Weilan drank a cup of tea slowly, then stood in front of the Eight Immortals table with the calligrapher, picked up a brush, and wrote little by little on the spread rice paper. Throwing it aside, she sat aside and winked at Song Jiayin. Song Jiayin brought her another cup of hot tea. She picked up the lid of the cup and gently moved the tea stems floating on the water. Then he sipped it in small sips, gracefully but without affectation.

After a while, she returned the teacup to Song Jiayin, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped the corners of her lips.

The woman in charge of teaching etiquette looked at her and frowned imperceptibly. This etiquette is incomparable. Only the person in charge of teaching is picky, but according to her observation just now, this girl's She described her behavior as a ladylike lady, she tried to pick it out, but she couldn't pick it out, it was just that the girl didn't show it before, but the way she just drank tea was deliberately done for her to see.

From the sitting posture, expression, and gestures, they are all incomparable to the daughters of rich families. This kind of demeanor is enough for going to the palace to go to a banquet.

After a while, the calligrapher and painter had finished writing and painting, and two little maids came in, and each of them picked up a calligraphy and painting and showed it to Bailiyao.

I saw that the calligrapher drew a picture of a peach grove, with peach petals covering the sky, several peach trees that are sparse or dense, and on both sides of a stone table, there are two wandering teenagers sitting drinking, on the upper left of the picture of the peach grove. Fang wrote a small poem in block letters--February spring returns to the rainy day, and the green peach blossoms feel the fleeting year.There are still three thousand trees in the remnant red, not as fresh as the first bloom.

(Note: Qing: Yuan Mei's "Inscription Peach Tree")
But Ye Weilan's one has only paintings, but no words.

No... Bailiyao looked at Ye Weilan's painting and frowned slightly. It's not that there are no words in this painting, but the words are paintings, and the paintings are words. All kinds of butterflies lie on the paper , suddenly became a poem - blurred butterfly tree money butterfly, the end of the street is like a tassel brushing Cuitian.Who will believe it if you don't come to Diequan?

(Note: Clear: Sha Chen's "Shangguan Butterfly Spring")
In the lower left corner of this painting, there are also a few butterflies, but they are condensed into three words - Ye Weilan!

She used a painting to write a poem and her name.

The painter and calligrapher looked at Ye Weilan's painting, and immediately showed a frustrated expression on his complacent face. She couldn't imagine how this little girl, who was only nine years old, had such a long head?How could she figure it out and write with pictures?
She is really... really a ghostly existence!

"Hahahaha..." Bailiyao suddenly laughed. She rubbed her son's head vigorously, then put on her shoes and got off the kang under the service of the maid. "Very good, let's go!"

"Wait!" Ye Weilan said suddenly, stopping her in her tracks.

She turned to look at Ye Weilan, and said with a smile: "Ye girl, do you have something to tell me?"

"Yes, I have something to say to Madam, Madam left something behind!" Ye Weilan said, walked to the edge of the kang, stretched out her hand to grab Xuan Chen's right wrist, and pulled him to the front of Bailiyao , pushing Xuan Chen towards Bailiyao. "Madam left her son behind, it's better to take him away as soon as possible, so that Madam won't miss him, if he doesn't eat well and can't sleep, if worry becomes sick, my sin will be serious."

(End of this chapter)