The plain hands were lightly raised, and a burst of elegant piano music jumped, and everyone only felt refreshed, and then stopped abruptly.

Meng Qianzi tried the piano sound, gently pressed the strings with both hands, and sat down elegantly, Meng Qianzi tilted her head and thought about it slightly, thinking about what song to play. But this thoughtful look has changed in some people's hearts.

Looking at Meng Qianzi's appearance, Meng Qianbai and Aunt Zhao both showed a mocking and smug smile, in their opinion, Meng Qianzi was purely pretending. After being locked up in that secluded backyard for so many years, I haven't seen outsiders, I haven't invited Mr. Master, even if I'm not a real fool, what can I do?

But they seem to have forgotten that Meng Qianzi has a mother who was the first talented woman in Qingjing back then, even if Ye Qinghe died early, but in those five years, even if Meng Qianzi did not learn everything from her mother, but with Meng Qianzi's intelligence and unforgettable, no one can compare with her over the years.

What's more, the misuse of knowledge in Meng Qianzi's mind now is not only what Meng Qianzi learned in the past, but also the complete set of training she received in modern times, killer training.

Meng Qianzi thought for a moment and found a modern song from her mind, which was a famous song by a modern guzheng master.

With a decision, Meng Qianzi took a light breath, calmed down, raised her fair and delicate hands, and her slender ten fingers moved slightly, and a song "Little Ni Dress" poured out from her fingertips.

The elegant music came, and everyone seemed to see a twenty-eight-year-old boudoir girl, who would happily look forward to a better future, and then sigh quietly and lightly in the bottom of her heart.

In the middle of the night, the sound of the piano stopped, and the ladies and ladies who were taken away by the sound of the piano also came back to their senses sharply, and they couldn't help but blush, but they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts for Meng Qianzi's superb piano skills.

Of course, these ladies and ladies did not include Meng Qianbai and Aunt Zhao, I saw the eyes of the two of them in disbelief, how could it be? Meng Qianzi Qianzi could have played such a good guzheng, had they all been deceived by her over the years? Even Meng Qianyu, who was sitting in the crowd and trying to hide herself, looked at Meng Qianzi in surprise and forgot her fearful emotions.

Xuanyuan Ning stood up first, patted her little palm desperately, and cheered loudly with joy. Everyone present couldn't help but applaud her.

Qing Tianze looked at Meng Qianzi with a smile on his face, his eyes were gentle and focused, as if at this moment, in his heart, there was only Meng Qianzi in the world, and there was nothing else!

Qing Tianlei looked at Meng Qianzi's eyes with an incomprehensible deep thought, there was still a trace of gloom in his eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly. How is it possible, isn't Meng Qianzi a fool?

Meng Qianzi stood up, didn't look at everyone's reactions, and walked directly to her position, but Qing Tianze's focused eyes made her frown slightly, and she couldn't help but whisper to Qing Tianze: "It's just a tune." ”

When Qing Tianze heard it, he couldn't help but smile even brighter, his purple nature seemed to be very cute!

"My sister is so good! she plays so well, and Ning'er also wants to learn to play the piano with her sister. Xuanyuan Ning pulled Meng Qianzi into his seat and said happily.

"Good. Meng Qianzi nodded slightly.

"I can't imagine that Miss Meng's piano skills are so good, I haven't heard of it before, but it's our regret, I just hope that we can have more ears in the future, but I've never heard this song, I wonder if Miss Meng can tell me a thing or two?" Liu Jingshu was the first talented female beauty last year, and she was a good guzheng player, but she had never heard this song, so she couldn't help but ask curiously.

Meng Qianzi looked up at Liu Jingshu slightly, and said with a faint expression: "Little Nishang." ”

"Little Nishang, as expected, is exactly as its name suggests. Liu Jingshu listened to the title of the song, and then carefully recalled the rhythm of the song she heard just now, and couldn't help but praise.

Meng Qianzi nodded indifferently, not wanting to say more, this is just a song for her, and it has no special significance.

Liu Jingshu continued to ask with great interest: "I wonder if Miss Meng can tell me who composed this song? ”

"Miss Liu is afraid that she will not have this opportunity, this song is a posthumous song composed by my mother before her death, and it is unknown until it has been passed on. Meng Qianzi said with a faint expression, even when it came to Ye Qinghe, his expression did not change at all.

Liu Jingshu frowned lightly, and said gloomily: "No one would have thought that the first talented female beauty in Qingjing would end up dying early." Ye Qinghe's bleak ending made Liu Jing feel comfortable.

Meng Qianzi looked at Liu Jingshu's changed face, and guessed her thoughts, this is the common sorrow of women in this era.

Meng Qianbai looked at the scene in front of her, gritted her teeth angrily, and glanced at Aunt Zhao, both of whom had the same viciousness in their eyes.

Meng Qianbai turned her head to look at Meng Qianzi, and said with a look of disgust: "It turns out that my sister's piano skills are so good, we never knew, why did my sister hide it from us like this?"

Meng Qianzi glanced at Meng Qianbai coldly, but did not speak.

Meng Qianbai's face froze, only for a moment, and then she forcibly held back the hatred in her heart, and said with a smile: "Since my sister's piano skills are so good, presumably the poetry and painting will not be bad, so my sister will open our eyes." ”

"Yes, you are a real child, and you don't even let your family know what you have learned, so why don't you take advantage of today and show us all what you will do. Aunt Zhao looked kind and helped beside her.

Meng Qianzi no longer looked at the two of them, and lowered her head and drank the cup in her hand, as if whatever others said had nothing to do with her, but in fact, what the two said, she really didn't matter, it was just that the two of them directed and acted by themselves.

"Meng Qianzi, don't you dare to respond? What? Could it be that you can only play the piano, and the rest can't?" Meng Qianbai looked at Meng Qianzi with a mocking face, and said contemptuously and viciously to Meng Qianzi: "You are like this, but you are really sorry for your dead talented girl." ”

As soon as Meng Qianbai spoke, many people present changed their faces, and several ladies had a good relationship with Ye Qinghe back then, but they all stared at Meng Qianbai in surprise at this time, they were so vicious at a young age, and, no matter what, they were all a family.

Meng Qianbai was a little weak by everyone, but when she thought about it, she was the future crown princess, what could they do with her?

Meng Qianzi's eyes looked at Meng Qianbai coldly, and said with a cold smile: "Okay, since you think I can't do anything but the piano, then let's try to compare, how about poetry and painting?"

Meng Qianbai was shocked by Meng Qianzi's heart, and looked at Aunt Zhao who was desperately heading at her, and froze there for a while, her eyes flickered, and she couldn't make up her mind.

But since Meng Qianzi said it, where would she give her a chance to escape, seeing that she hesitated, she sneered: "What, you don't dare?"

"Who said I wouldn't dare? Do you think I'm still afraid of you?" Meng Qianbai was really excited, and immediately agreed to the competition.

"In that case, let's get started. Meng Qianzi looked at Meng Qianbai and said with a smile, after speaking, she took the lead in walking to the table where the four treasures of the study were placed, looked at the rice paper on the table, turned her head and said to the waiting girl standing next to her: "Find me a big white silk cloth, and then find a long-pole pen and a small bucket of ink." ”

The girl looked up at Liu Jingshu, and when she saw Liu Jingshu nodding at her, she turned around and went to take what Meng Qianzi said.

Meng Qianbai walked over and smiled mockingly at Meng Qianzi: "If you don't know, don't pretend to be a meeting, and make a fool of yourself." ”

Meng Qianzi looked at Meng Qianbai coldly, and there was a cold light in her eyes.

Meng Qianbai was a little timid by the light in her eyes, but she raised her head proudly, she would not lose, and she could not lose.

With a cold snort at Meng Qianzi, he sat down at another table where the four treasures of the study were placed, smoothed the rice paper on the table, and began to paint.

Not long after, the girl who went to get something for Meng Qianzi came back, holding a circle of white silk cloth in her hand, followed by two small maids, one carrying a huge pen, and the other carrying a small bucket, which contained half a bucket of ink.

Meng Qianzi asked the girl to spread the silk cloth on the ground, pressed the four corners with heavy objects, took the big hao pen in the little girl's hand and tried the strength, and nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone looked at the large pen and the small barrel of ink, and their eyes widened in surprise.

Liu Jingshu said with a smile: "My father usually has a hobby, and he likes to use this big hairy smile to practice calligraphy on the ground, but I didn't expect that it would be convenient for Miss Meng today." ”

A lady next to her was surprised: "I didn't expect to be able to paint with such a big pen, this year's Hundred Flowers Banquet really gave us more knowledge." The others nodded in agreement, staring intently at Meng Qianzi, curious about how this painting was made.

Meng Qianbai looked at this scene, gritted his teeth with hatred, and the hand holding the pen turned white.