Chapter 19: Fighting Skills
I was shocked, I just didn't dance well, how could I ...... Ouyang Zhi glanced at me, and I whispered, "It's not me!" "I don't do this kind of thing, and I don't care about people who don't dance as good as me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Concubine Zhen obviously didn't make her mistake just now, so who could it be?
I was thinking about it, when Jiang Yingrou, who was beside Long Yinxiu, slowly opened her mouth, "Yo! Concubine Zhen is dancing so well, why do you ......" After speaking, she got up from her seat, Lian walked to Concubine Zhen's side and helped her up, pretending to care: "You didn't fall anywhere, did you?" ”
Concubine Zhen bent down and rubbed her ankles with her bare hands, her eyes shining with tears, and she shook her head gently.
Seeing this, the ministers present all shook their heads again and again, it seems that Concubine Zhen's dancing skills are not good, and today's prize is not related to her.
Jiang Yingrou whispered in Concubine Zhen's ear and didn't know what to mutter, and after a while returned to her seat, Concubine Zhen was held by two palace maids, and when she walked next to me, her eyes glared at me fiercely, and the hatred in her eyes almost buried me alive.
I was stunned, what did I do to her? She fell by herself, what is in the way of others!
I avoided Concubine Zhen's gaze, but unexpectedly when I raised my head and met Long Yinxiu's unclear gaze, I felt evil in my heart, and turned my face to the other side, so I couldn't die, Ouyang Zhi happened to bow his head to me at this time, I didn't have time to react, and my forehead hit Ouyang Zhi's nose straight.
He covered his nose in pain and snorted, and drank in an unhappy tone: "What are you doing? ”
I also stroked the sore forehead that was hit, with a look of grievance, this guy's nose is made of stone, it hurts me to death. It was he who suddenly lowered his head and came over, and blamed me! I glared at him angrily, sat up straight, didn't bother to talk to him, and he was so angry that he stopped looking away, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it with his head up.
Concubine Zhen lost someone, and the royal brother's face was not much better, but the other nobles were secretly happy in their hearts, everyone knew that Concubine Zhen had always been known for her dancing skills, but now that she is so embarrassed, if she has a good performance, the opportunity is her own. The nobles here are all pregnant with ghosts, and they are all staring at today's jackpot, if they win the first place today, they will become famous more than Concubine Zhen in one fell swoop.
The second one to perform is Zuo Qianqian, the daughter of Zuo Xiang. After the incident of Concubine Zhen, the imperial brother changed the method of throwing hydrangeas, and ordered someone to write the name of the noble girl on the slip of paper, and use the method of drawing lots, and the imperial brother will catch them one by one, and sort them according to the names caught. The royal brother finally grabbed the note with my name written on it, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of emotions that I couldn't understand, excitement, disappointment, and reluctance. My heart clenched slightly, and I bit my lip and hung my head.
The note said the word "Lin Xue", Lingxue, Lin Xue. It's so similar, but I can't use the word Lingxue directly, and it's not the time to reveal my identity, so I have to appear in front of the imperial brother with Lin Xue's identity.
I was drawn in the last place, and in front of me was Jiang Yingrou, my eyes were cold, I owed me before, in the future, I will ask for it back one by one, no, I want her to pay it back tenfold.
A string of melodious, ethereal notes entered my ears, interrupting my thoughts. I don't know when, Zuo Qianqian has sat in front of the guqin, a plain and elegant gauze without too much decoration, just embroidered two dancing butterflies at the corner of the skirt, eyes slightly closed, slender eyelashes projected on the fair skin, trembling slightly, stroking the piano with bare hands, slender fingers dexterously beating on the strings, the sound of the piano is diffused like a heavenly sound, everyone is intoxicated, I listened carefully, Zuo Qianqian played the first musician of Fengchi Feng Ge's "Death Song", this song has extremely high requirements for piano skills, the score is divided into three sections, one is to meet Huan, The melody is smart and cheerful, reflecting the joy of the first acquaintance of the hero and heroine, which is full of fun. The second section is the knotted ink hair, the tune is soft and lingering, showing the scene of the two becoming husband and wife, and the love is not doubtful. The third paragraph of love parting, the tune is sad and poignant, tactful and humorous. The hero is depressed because of the death of his beloved.
If you don't have a high attainment in piano skills, it is extremely difficult to play the essence of this song, and every key must be mastered to the fullest.
I admire Zuo Qianqian's boldness, and I chose this song, I must be very confident in my piano skills, otherwise I would be slapping myself.
With the change of tune, I carefully observed the changes in everyone's expressions, at first everyone was intoxicated with the first encounter between the hero and heroine, their faces were happy, and when the two became husband and wife, everyone was envious, with the death of the heroine, the style of the tune changed, miserable and beautiful, everyone's expressions became solemn, as if they were in the play, their faces were miserable, and some even raised their sleeves to wipe their tears.
Looking at Ouyang Zhi again, as if he hadn't heard anything, where was he drinking by himself, I pulled the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice, "She doesn't play well?" ”
He glanced at me and replied, "Just now, Concubine Zhen fell and fell into Long Yinxiu. When he finished speaking, he ignored me.
I looked at Long Yinxiu, who was listening to the song with relish, his eyes slightly closed. I immediately understood what was going on with the hatred in my eyes when Concubine Zhen glanced at me just now. He deliberately caused Concubine Zhen to fall, and Jiang Yingrou seemed to find out that it was his hands and feet, so he muttered to Concubine Zhen to draw Concubine Zhen's eyes to me and blame me. I stared at him fiercely, Long Yinxiu, if you have any means, just use it, I am afraid of you, so I will not be surnamed Feng.
At this time, Zuo Qianqian's piano sound also stopped abruptly, and everyone came back to their senses from the song, and there was a round of applause. I have to admit that Zuo Qianqian's attainments in piano skills are indeed quite high, but the song was played a few wrong notes by her, and she did not play the realm that the song wanted to express, if Feng Ge was present, she would be disappointed!
Zuo Qianqian got up, saluted one by one, and said softly: "The little girl is ugly!" He returned to his seat.
"It's really worthy of being the daughter of Zuo Xiang, this song "Leaving the Death Song" is really lingering, this song should only be heard in the sky, how many times in the world!" Earlier, the purple-robed boy praised Zuo Xiangran.
Zuo Zhiran saw that his daughter was so competitive, and said with a smile on his face: "General Deng's false praise, the little female carving insect skills, it really makes everyone laugh!" ”
General Deng? I looked at it carefully in confusion, but he was in his early twenties, his complexion was darker, his facial features were peugeot, and his thick eyebrows looked a little fierce, but the flirtatious essence in his eyes betrayed his thick eyebrows. He clasped his hands into fists and said flatteringly: "Zuo Xiang teaches his daughter well, Zuo Xiang is so talented, Zuo Xiang should not be modest!" ”
As soon as General Deng's words came out, the other nobles were not happy, they glared at him one by one, secretly annoyed and disdainful, she Zuo Qianqian just knew how to play tunes, what was the big deal, her talent was more than ten times better than Zuo Qianqian!
I smiled, this General Deng is really interesting, ordinary generals are arrogant, but he? But here to shoot a civilian official's sycophant slap loudly, I shook my head speechlessly, the impression of this general in my heart plummeted.
The next performances can be described as varied, and the nobles have all used their eighteen martial arts. There are paintings, a pair of splendid rivers and mountains have a good color, but they are not as good as Zuo Qianqian's piano; There are those who have written poems; There are singing and dancing side by side, in short, I am dazzled, but I can't tell who is good.
The next one is Jiang Yingrou, my heart is tight, I am looking forward to what kind of talent she will show to win the jackpot.