Concubine's true colors

Chapter 18 Banquet Storm (2)

Soon an open space was vacated in the center of the teahouse, and according to the request of several people, the musical instruments they needed were also moved up.

Seeing that Song Jiaai chose a seven-stringed guqin, and Xiao Jinlian chose a bamboo flute, the onlookers had already known the instruments they chose, after all, they had known each other for many years, and they knew who was good at what. .

And what makes everyone most curious is, that concubine who just came back from Zhuangzi, what musical instrument would she choose.

You must know that almost all the female relatives of famous families in Yangzhou are gathered in the Song Mansion today. If they mess up, they will definitely become a laughing stock.

Under everyone's eagerly looking forward to it, the instrument Xiao Jinxuan chose was brought up, a four-stringed pipa.

As soon as the instrument appeared, it immediately caused an uproar.

A lady in pink covered her mouth and said in surprise, "Oh, look, the musical instrument chosen by that concubine is actually a pipa. This musical instrument originated from the Western Regions, and it is said that it is extremely difficult to play."

But someone immediately replied: "You are so stupid, maybe they just find someone we don't understand, so we can get away with it."

"That's right, that's definitely the case. This concubine is really cunning. She is clearly trying to please the public."

The doubts that came to her ears from time to time made Xiao Jinxuan, who half-hid her face behind the pipa, evoked a slight smile.

At this moment, Song Jiaai turned her head and took a deep look at Xiao Jinxuan. Seeing the other party's smile, she suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.

But soon Song Jiaai stood up and said decently: "Since the three of us are playing together now, why not play a plum blossom three lanes, one person playing one Que, I don't know what you think."

As soon as they heard that they were going to play solo, everyone naturally felt even more meaningless. Thinking of that concubine, who had no chance to fish in troubled waters, everyone became more enthusiastic about watching the play.

Then Song Jiaai thought for a while, and immediately arranged: "In that case, Sister Lian will play the first que, I will take the second que, and Sister Jinxuan will play the most soothing last que."

After everything was settled, Xiao Jinlian immediately started to play the bamboo flute solo. Although the crisp sound of the flute was not brilliant, it was played smoothly and naturally, and there was no major fault.

Soon Xiao Jinlian finished playing her part, and at the end she did not forget to give Xiao Jinxuan a provocative look, and then retreated triumphantly.

Xiao Jinxuan didn't care about all this at all, but she only looked at Song Jiaai without moving her eyes away.

If you said that you were not sure before, but this time, Xiao Jinxuan is sure that the other party is coming for her.

Speak first to induce Xiao Jinlian to speak, embarrass her in public,

Now playing a solo again is nothing more than trying to make her lose face.

It is said that the most soothing part is reserved for her, but anyone who knows the rhythm does not know that the most difficult part of a piece of music is the ending, if something is wrong, the whole piece will be destroyed.

This Song Jiaai did not keep the simplest one to herself, but gave it to Xiao Jinlian, and she wanted to play the second que. If Xiao Jinxuan really didn't know how to play the piano, she would only be foiled by this piano fairy's superb performance. It's even more unbearable. I have to say that the other party's thoughts are really deep enough.

Although I still can't figure out why Song Jiaai targeted her, but no matter what the reason is, this behavior is really annoying.

Song Jia Aiqin’s name is indeed not in vain. The song Plum Blossom Three Songs, in her piano sound, is played in a melodious and long way, touching people’s hearts. People who listen to it seem to outline a peerless beauty in their minds. , the picture in the dancing plum forest, every frown and smile is fascinating.

The music can touch people's hearts, and good music always makes people feel that time flies by. Before everyone has heard enough, Song Jiaai has already finished the last note while raising her hand gracefully,
When the ending sound completely disappeared, the surroundings fell into silence. Everyone who recovered from the beautiful music looked at Xiao Jinxuan in surprise, not understanding why she was still sitting there, but let the music stop and did not play for a long time The last que.

No one noticed that when everyone was puzzled, at the secret door at the corner of the teahouse, a person hidden in the shadow suddenly showed a very proud, ferocious and cruel smile.

Xiao Jinxuan, right? Isn't it nice to be surrounded by everyone and feel embarrassed and unable to get off the stage?You don't know yet, today's tea banquet, but I personally prepared it for you.

I just want to expose your ignorance and morality completely, make everyone laugh at you, satirize you, and completely discredit you.

Among the upper class in Yangzhou, I would like to see how you can be the biggest joke, how can you still be seductive to men like this, you'd better die of shame because of this, then I'll be even happier.

The eyes of the person in the shadows radiated vicious light, thinking so darkly, the smirk on the corner of his mouth has not been suppressed, and it is completely frozen under the vigorous and desolate sound of the piano.

Looking at the purple figure in the teahouse with a face full of astonishment, he couldn't move his eyes any longer.

The soul of plum blossoms lies in being proud and independent, not afraid of wind, snow and severe cold. Although the melody is melodious and long, it is pleasant to the ear, but how can it play half of the integrity of plum blossoms.

Cang Gu's sound, Xiao Suo's emptiness, although it is inevitable to make people sad, but Xiao Jinxuan feels that it is more suitable for singing plums.

Yangzhou is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The melody has always been lingering and soft. Such a unique melody immediately made these ladies and ladies talk a lot.

If it is said that they just heard Song Jiaai's piano sound, everyone would think of a girl dancing between plums.

Now, listening to the sound of Xiao Jinxuan's piano, a picture of plum blossoms proudly facing the wind and snow instantly caught their eyes, and everyone's hearts were surging.

I saw a lady dressed in the color of lotus root and lotus leaf lake water pattern, she said to Ning with a face full of surprise: "Such a piano sound, strong bones, such ability at a young age, Madam Ning, your four daughters, really Impressive."

Ning's silver teeth were about to be shattered, but she still had to smile and said, "Mrs. Meng praised it in seconds, Jinxuan deserves such a compliment from you."

If it was someone else, Mrs. Ning would not be happy to hear it, and she could turn her face, but this Mrs. Meng's husband was a man who had served as the current prince's teacher.

The prince learned from Meng Hang.

If one day the prince ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, this Meng Hang will be the emperor's teacher.

Even if this type of person is now disarmed and returned to the field, they must not be offended, so the Ning family can only be polite and humble.

Mrs. Song's complexion was also very ugly at this moment. Thinking of today's plan and what she had said to that person, she said with an uneasy expression: "Although Miss Xiao Si plays well, the sound of this piano is too vigorous. This instrument from the Western Regions is not easy to play, that’s why.”

Mrs. Song's words, when heard by others, felt that she was helping her daughter.

After all, Song Jiaai was called the Qin Immortal in Yangzhou, and now a little-known concubine could overwhelm her limelight with just one piece of music.

Apparently that Mrs. Meng also thinks so. She and her husband are both from a century-old scholarly family, so this kind of person is usually very straightforward and rigid.

Immediately she snorted and said: "Mrs. Song doesn't know something now. The pipa is an instrument that can play the sound of killing and cutting like an ambush from ten sides. Miss Xiao Si, now avoid vigor and only play the sound of strength." Playing it out, such a superb piano skill, even in the capital, few people can do it. Miss Song's piano sound is good, but it is still a bit inferior."

Now no one is talking anymore, Mrs. Meng brought out the qin music of the capital for everyone to compare. They officials and wives who have never been to the capital should not speak indiscriminately. people joke.

Xiao Jinxuan was still playing the pipa, but Song Jiaai, who was compared with her and demoted, couldn't care less about being upset, because she was standing in front of another girl with her head down, her face There was a red palm print, and her eyes were trembling with tears in her eyes.

I saw standing in front of her was a girl wearing an apricot red butterfly skirt, her big eyes were bright and sparkling, and her slightly round face made her very cute and cute, with a sneer on her lips, a The small dimple hung there shallowly, it was the county lord of Yuanning, Qian Yingluo.

Seeing Song Jiaai who was about to cry but didn't dare to cry, Qian Yingluo became even more angry. She raised her right hand instantly, and slapped the other side hard.

Then she said angrily: "Trash, if you return Qin Xian like this, I think you are not as good as the prostitutes in my Hou's mansion. I want you to embarrass Xiao Jinxuan, not to serve her as a foil, you see It's useless to see what you've done."

Qian Yingluo said, her hands were not idle, she stretched out her hand as if venting anger, and pinched Song Jiaai hard, the more the other party begged for mercy, the harder she struck, and after a while Song Jiaai was exposed on the back of her hand, It's all purple.

Song Jiaai couldn't bear it anymore, and started crying in shock and fright, thinking that she was also the daughter of the governor, so she had received such treatment.

Feeling aggrieved, she plucked up some courage, and whispered, sobbing: "Master, you can't blame me all. You told me that she doesn't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. How could I know that she can play so well."

Unexpectedly, Qian Yingluo didn't listen to this at all, she giggled and said, "Then you mean that the county magistrate is wrong, so do I still have to pour tea and apologize to Miss Song?"

Song Jiaai looked at Qian Yingluo, whose smiling eyes were like moons, and who was harmless to humans and animals, but shook her head in fright, but it was obviously too late.

Seeing that Qian Yingluo narrowed her eyes fiercely, she grabbed Song Jiaai's bun, pulled her hair, and slammed into the corner of the table beside her.

Once, twice, ignoring Song Jiaai's cries for mercy and the falling blood, Qian Yingluo's eyes were cruel, and she continued to move her hands until Song Jiaai stopped moving. on the ground.

Looking at the current Song Jiaai, who used to be well-groomed, her hair is disheveled, her face is covered with tears, and the scalp on the top of her head is turned out ferociously. Because of multiple impacts, blood keeps gushing out, and she herself has passed out. passed.

But Qian Yingluo didn't care at all, thinking that she was the daughter of Lord Marquis, her mother was a princess, and the emperor was her uncle, so what was the daughter of a governor.

Turning around arrogantly, Qian Yingluo asked impatiently to Ji Lingfeng who was standing beside him, who hadn't said a word, "It's all your bad idea, tell me what to do now, that bitch who dared to seduce Brother Yu Man, I must be very proud outside now, it really pissed me off."

Glancing at Qian Yingluo, who had a tyrannical expression on her face, Ji Lingfeng's eyes flashed with disgust.

But he said with a smile: "Master, you are here this time mainly to help the sixth prince restrain His Royal Highness, and when Yu Wang prostrates himself under your skirt, what about Xiao Jinxuan is not worth mentioning at all. Or let’s forget it.”

Saying this, Ji Lingfeng was annoyed at the sixth prince's decision in his heart. He really didn't think that the savage county lord in front of him could subdue Yu Wang. Maybe it was a mistake to bring her here this time. When it arrives, it will be a troublesome confrontation with the Xiao Mansion.

But Qian Yingluo didn't listen to this at all, and raised her chin and said, "Of course I want to get it, but Xiao Jinxuan, a bitch, I won't let go. My cousin also said that you are the most capable person around the second prince. It's nothing more than that, since you can't help it, then the county lord will do it himself, and you can just watch how I deal with that bitch."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, opened the door and went out. The direction of his departure was the teahouse in front of him.

Ji Lingfeng, who was left alone, suddenly smiled softly.

County lord, county lord, if you don't force you to do this, how can you do it yourself? If you don't do it, how can I, Ji Lingfeng, have the chance to save the beauty? I, Ji Lingfeng, will embrace the big tree of the Xiao family!

(End of this chapter)