"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of wounds, your smile has turned yellow, the flowers are broken, and my heart is quiet. The north wind is chaotic, the night is not young, your shadow is constantly cut, leaving me alone on the surface of the lake in pairs......"

With the climax of the song, everyone seemed to see a lonely general, and saw the melancholy and sigh of his wife after the war.

"It turns out that the heroic and mighty general on the surface is also so powerless and disgusted with war, it seems that Mr. Wu's thoughts did not take into account the feelings of the people under the king!" Hearing Ye Xianglun's climactic singing, Miss Wan said thoughtfully.

"The flowers have fallen late, falling brilliantly, and the fate of the withering world is unbearable. Don't cross the river with sorrow, and break the heart in half, I'm afraid that you won't be able to go ashore, and you will shake ...... for the rest of your life" Ye Xianglun continued to sing.

Although it is the same melody, under the interpretation of different lyrics, the listener has different feelings, and everyone has expected and even become obsessed with this kind of crying and singing.

"What a sad sentence to cross the river, this is simply a phrase that only a poet can recite, Mr. Ye is completely a musical poet!" Miss Wan's expression at this moment has obviously been impressed by Ye Xianglun's vicissitudes of lyrics, at this moment, she is completely like a little fan girl.

"Humph......"

After Wu Mu saw Miss Wan's expression, his chest was almost blown up, but it was undeniable that at this moment, he had also been brainwashed by Ye Xianglun's melody, although he was already angry, he still couldn't bear to interrupt Ye Xianglun's singing, this mood made him very entangled.

"What's wrong with me! Obviously my heart is full of hatred for him, why can't I stop him? Obviously, my piano music is already very good, why can he still up!" Wu Mu kept struggling in his heart, but he was still dominated by this poignant but melodic music.

Towards the end of the song, due to the arrangement of the music, Ye Xianglun sang the final climax twice in a row, and with the end of the second chanting, the whole piece officially came to an end. The melancholy string rhythm resounded in the banquet hall again, and with the tremor of the last chord, Ye Xianglun finally ended playing and singing.

"This ...... Is it over?"

"Why is that heart-pounding melody still echoing in my head?"

After everyone sighed, no one was willing to speak again, and everyone's heads seemed to be constantly recalling the melody that had just filled the banquet hall.

......

"I don't believe this piece of music was really composed by you?" While everyone was still reverberating in the charm of the song, Wu Mu's angry voice forcibly pulled everyone out of the extremely intoxicating music.

From his tone, it was obvious that he had admitted that his skills were inferior.

"Otherwise, who do you think it would have been created?" After arranging the strings, Ye Xianglun wiped his palm leisurely with the brocade next to the guqin.

"You ......" Seeing Ye Xianglun's slow expression, Wu Mu was speechless for a while.

"Mr. Ye, can Wan'er be lucky enough to know the name of this song?" Miss Wan bowed to Ye Xianglun's back, showing a shy posture of a little fan girl on her face.

"Chrysanthemum Terrace!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Xianglun stood tall and walked quickly to his seat at the banquet.

"Chrysanthemum Terrace?"

"Chrysanthemum Terrace?"

"Chrysanthemum Terrace?"

"Sure enough, it's a very meaningful name, tonight I am fortunate to hear such a moving song from Mr. Ye, Wan'er is really fortunate to have three lives!~" Miss Wan bowed and sat back at the head of her banquet.

"Wan'er?" next to the guqin, Wu Mu stood there alone, constantly chanting in his heart, "I have been friends with Miss Wan for several years, but I have never heard her call herself so much from her mouth, but tonight she calls herself so much to a hairy boy who has just met for a short time, could it be that I am really going to lose under this kid?"

After a long pause, Wu Mu walked back to his seat from the guqin.

Sitting next to Ye Xianglun, he saw that the beautiful eyes that kept glancing at him fell on the young man beside him, and he felt so ashamed for the first time.

......

Halfway through the table, Miss Wan once again stirred up the topic.

This time, the topic is the theory of each school, Confucianism, Taoism, Mo, Bing, the best of the four famous families are all in the banquet, the erudite and inquisitive Miss Wan certainly cannot give up this great opportunity for the four families to fight.

Because Wu Mu lost face in the piano music and was eager to get back to the field, in the debate, Tao Tao was always unconscious, and he pressed the two old men Dao and Mo.

As for Shao Yuan of the Mo family, he didn't seem to have much interest in this kind of controversy, but he refuted Mr. Wu's slander of Moxue without a sentence, so that in the middle of the debate, Wu Mu was in the limelight.

"What is Mr. Ye's high opinion on the soldier's 'united front with war'?" Seeing that Shao Yuanmo was not speechless, Miss Wan threw the spearhead to Ye Xianglun beside Shao Yuanmo.

After Miss Wan finished speaking, she was full of expectations for Ye Xianglun, and she wanted to see what unique insights this talented "qin music poet" had on various thoughts.

"Zai Xia is just a pianist, and he doesn't have any high opinions about this kind of militaristic plan!" Ye Xianglun, who has already been in the limelight in music, does not want to have more meaningless verbal disputes about these things that have nothing to do with him.

"That's ......" Hearing Ye Xianglun's answer, Miss Wan couldn't help but have a trace of disappointment on her face.

Wu Mu, who was beside Ye Xianglun, saw this scene, and finally felt a little better in his heart, after all, he was an expander of a doctrine, how could he be compared to a ququ qinist.

In the midst of the discussion, the banquet finally ended.

"In today's discussion, the doctrines have not been distinguished, and I hope that tomorrow's dinner, we can continue today's topic!"

At the end of the banquet, Miss Wan was still unfinished encouraging the discussion of various schools.

Out of the banquet hall, Ye Xianglun and Shao Yuan walked to the courtyard together, and when they went out, when Wu Mu passed by him, he "hummed" fiercely, expressing his dissatisfaction with himself.

"This kind of person, you don't need to worry about him!" After Wu Mu left, Shao Yuan comforted Ye Xianglun.

Since Momen only arrived at the palace today, after entering the courtyard, Miss Wan personally led two maids to arrange rooms for herself and Shao Yuanmo.

Ye Xianglun and Shao Yuan were arranged in a large room, which was divided into two suites, left and right, and because it was the configuration of the palace, the daily facilities in the room were readily available.

After entering the room, Shao Yuan sat on the round chair in the middle living room and patted his legs and praised: "Mr. Ye's qin music today is really amazing to everyone, especially the new situation of playing and singing, it is likely to be imitated by all sects in the future!"

"Hahaha, Ye Mou also made Mr. Shao laugh on a whim!" Ye Xianglun said humbly.

Not only the tune and melody, but even the singing voice is perfect, if on weekdays, those two old guys will definitely not let go of this excellent opportunity to play the piano, but as soon as Mr. Ye's song came out, the arrogance of the two old guys immediately withered!"

"Oh, then Ye can be regarded as a long face for Momen!"

"Hahahahaha......"

Both laughed at the same time.