The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 741
After fiddled with it a few times, Xie Ling sat back, and the little eunuch next to him quickly hugged Qin with great winking.

"It's a pity that there are very few people in the world who can play the sanxian."

Xie Ling spoke lightly, as if sighing, and raised his voice again after a while.

"Hong Jijiu put his heart into it, thank you."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, only Xie Chu and Hong Weiqin had the same praise. Compared to Xie Chu, Hong Weiqin really put his heart into it.

The nine-stringed qin used by Dayu today, and the three-stringed qin must have been an antique hundreds of years ago. It must have taken a lot of effort for such an object to be preserved so well. Two years is okay, and ten years and a hundred years is not too rare, but several generations of people have maintained this piano month by month, which shows how much it is cherished.

What method did Hong Weiqin use to get the master to give him the piano?
Not to mention that this piano is still made of sycamore wood.

This piano is truly unique in the world.

Hong Weiqin naturally noticed the gazes of the people below, and felt even more complacent at the moment. Ever since he got this piano, he had already guessed that he would be able to make a big splash today.

Trying his best to cover up his complacency, Hong Weiqin smiled disdainfully in his heart, this guqin was just a throw away, and the one he sent later was what he really wanted to give!

Thinking of this, Hong Weiqin lifted his robe and knelt down, said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty just said that unfortunately there are very few people who can play the three-stringed qin. It just so happens that my niece can play this qin."

"It's His Majesty's birthday today, and this niece wants to play a song for His Majesty as a token of her affection."

As soon as Hong Weiqin finished speaking, a woman came out from the seat next to him, wearing a jade-colored snow-rolled veil, wearing a misty green eight-drum gong skirt, and wearing a modified flying fairy bun, walked up to Hong Weiqin, bowed and held present.

At first glance, it is eye-catching.

"Little girl Hong Congxue, I wish Your Majesty a blessing like the long flowing water of the East Sea, and a life that is not as old as Nanshan."

Song Xieyu couldn't hold back a chuckle when she heard this, and Xie Chu who was at the side glanced at her, she had no choice but to stop, took the teacup on the table, covered her face with her sleeve to hide the smile on her face.

Seeing her like this, Xie Chu shook his head slightly when he looked at Hong Congxue again.

His concubine was already a well-known idiot beauty of Dayu, she had always been ignorant and ignorant of stereotyped Confucianism, but this congratulatory speech was not as vulgar as Hong Congxue's.

Not only Song Xieyu's table, but even other tables with female relatives laughed, and Hong Meiyu's face became more and more ugly.

This Hong Congxue has always been in the limelight when he is in the limelight. Could it be that he can't bear it even for a while?Is her little knowledge worth showing off her wit?Now if she had to be ashamed, she would be ashamed as well!

Hong Weiqin also noticed that Hong Congxue's words were not right, and his face was a little ugly for a moment. Xie Ling sat on the high platform, and for the sake of the guqin, he gave Hong Weiqin a step down.

"Then let's see."

Hong Congxue bit her lips tightly, knowing that she was ashamed, but she didn't dare to get angry at this moment, and sat on the floor holding the sanxian.

Song Xieyu was not interested at all. After all, a woman who can say such vulgar birthday wishes has nothing to do with such an elegant object as the three-stringed piano. Come here to show off.

Before she could realize this idea, she heard a deep and deep piano sound coming from the center, and it reached her ears. It was quite deafening, and the sound shook the woods.

As soon as the beginning sounded, not only Song Xieyu raised his head, even Xie Chu cast his gaze over, half-closed his eyes to look at Hong Congxue.

Unexpectedly, Hong Weiqin's niece really has two brushes, and she really played the three-stringed qin with a three-point taste.

Naturally, Hong Congxue also noticed the complicated sights from the surroundings, and she felt a little complacent for a while. Although she didn't pay much attention to learning, she played the Sanxian since she was a child, and she would never make a mistake!
Song Xieyu listened carefully for a while, the expression in his eyes soon dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "Third Brother, what do you think of Hong Congxue's playing?"

The robe on Xie Chu's body was wide, and his sitting posture was extremely upright. The robe was neatly scattered without any wrinkles. His face was solemn and indifferent, but his figure was extremely relaxed.

"It's okay."

Song Xieyu waited for a long time for the word "Xie Chu", and at the moment felt that it was reasonable and unexpected, she hoped that His Royal Highness King Yong could chat with her for a few gossips, she might as well count on Song Xieyan at the side.

"Seventh Sister, what do you think of the sound of the zither?" She turned her head and looked at Song Xieyan, who was standing gracefully beside her, Song Xieyu's voice softened three points.

Song Xieyan focused her eyes on Hong Congxue who was in the center of the hall, and looked at it with great interest: "Yan'er thinks that Miss Hong has solid skills, and she chose the song..."

She didn't say anything later, but the meaning was self-evident. The three-stringed qin was made of high-quality materials, but Hong Congxue actually played a song called "Feng Qiuhuang" with this three-stringed qin...

Song Xieyu sighed, it's okay to get Xie Chu's words, it's rare, at least he worked hard on this three-stringed zither, but it's a pity that his eyes were too narrow, he chose the wrong song abruptly, it's very wonderful He only played three points, which is quite satisfactory.

Sure enough, until Hong Congxue finished playing, Xie Ling didn't make a sound, but the queen mother at the side said hello.

"Lord Hong is worthy of being Dayu's veteran minister, and all the nieces under him are not only outstanding in appearance, but also first-class in talent!"

Hong Weiqin got Tao Lianbai's praise, he couldn't control the joy on his face, and quickly knelt down to thank him.

Glancing at Hong Congxue who was kneeling on the ground, Tao Lianbai suddenly looked at Xie Ling: "What do you think of the song just now, Your Majesty?"

There was a smile on the corner of Xie Ling's mouth, seeing that he was still unrestrained when he was a prince: "Mother, Master Hong's niece is naturally outstanding in playing."

Tao Lianbai moved her body, changed her posture and sat down, with a smile on her face, her tone was solemn: "Does it suit His Majesty's wishes?" After she finished speaking, she paused, and said without warning, "Your Majesty has been on the throne for a few months now. Right? There is no one in the harem, so it's time to pay attention."

Hong Congxue's heart beat wildly when he heard this, and he felt that his years of hard work had paid off. Although the queen mother never said this clearly, who is not a smart person here?Who can't hear it?What the Empress Dowager meant clearly meant to choose concubines for His Majesty to fill the harem.

She was in the limelight in front of the queen mother, how could there be no place for her in the harem?If it works well, staying in the middle palace is not a fantasy...

Here Hong Congxue began to imagine, but Xie Ling was not in such a good mood as her. The smile on the corner of his mouth faded a little, and he said quietly: "Father Huang passed away less than a year ago, and my son really has no other thoughts. I want to do something for Dayu and the common people as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)