Chapter 22 2 (Rumors)
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In the end, Fu Yue didn't say anything, and in the end she was at the bottom of women's talent.
The Zhao family prepared some small gifts for the top three people.
After eating, the feast was dispersed.
Regardless of the actual participants, most people feel that today's banquet is very good and worthwhile.
The girls, most of them looked at Li Yan with bright eyes.
No matter how Luo Hui argued, everyone's eyes were bright.
Anyway, most girls' eyes are locked on Li Yan's body, and then Luo Hui and Wei Xian.
And the boys, no need to ask, are all succumbed to Fu Yue's piano sound, Fu Xin and Zhao San are just foils.
When it was time to go back, Fu Yue soon found out that she had more to gain than she lost.
The first one, Fu Wen dealt with Yue, and his face was already very bad.
And Mrs. Zhao looked at Fu Yue's eyes, and she was eager to kill Fu Yue.
Fu Xin stepped forward, saluted Mrs. Zhao Yingying, and shouted, "Madam." ā
Mrs. Zhao had already pulled Fu Xin up, and said with a smile: "Good boy, really good, don't be angry with some irrelevant people, what's the use of playing the piano well? ā
Fu Xinzhi Mrs. Zhao was comforting her, and suddenly thought that she had to be the first, and it must have been Mrs. Zhao's idea.
Although I didn't think about it like this at first, since I got it, today's banquet was meant to feast her.
Mrs. Zhao opened her mouth at her younger brother, and the poems that Zhao Cheng took out were the first to be nine out of ten.
It's just that I didn't expect Fu Yue to run out of a smashing field.
Mrs. Zhao's face, how can it be better?
Everyone sat down as usual in the carriage they had come.
Fu Wen immediately regarded Fu Yue as his enemy.
When he thought of Fu Yue playing the piano, Li Yan looked at the stage with such a focused expression, and he couldn't help but be angry.
Fu Wenben couldn't bear hardship, and she also heard that Li Yan loved to play the piano, so she begged her mother to let her learn.
That finger plucks the strings, looking beautiful, but, that's how many fingers pain in exchange.
Beginners can't use a plucked piano at all.
The slight difference in syllables depends on the feeling of the fingers.
Fu Wen stretched out her hand and suddenly held Fu Yue's hand to look, but saw that there were no calluses on her fingertips that she had played the piano all year round.
Just played such a difficult tune, Fu Yue's fingers were already red.
Fu Yue wanted to pull his hand back, but it was impossible.
Fu Wen looked at Fu Yue's fingers and said coldly: "My sister is really incomprehensible, she plays the piano so well, and her fingertips are so delicate." ā
Fu Yue withdrew his hand and smiled: "There is a sentence that I shouldn't have said to the fourth sister, and I also know that the fourth sister likes Li Shishilang." In fact, did the fourth sister ever think that when I played the piano, Li Gongzi looked at me. But Li Gongzi's piano master is everyone, and you can talk about things about the piano with your peers, and those who like it are actually the most compatible with the piano is poetry. ā
Fu Wen looked at Fu Yue, and he couldn't be ashamed.
In fact, it is impossible for Fu Wen and Li Yan to do so, if Li Yan marries a girl from another family, Fu Wen is nothing.
But she can't accept that the person she likes has married a sister around her.
"What do you mean by that?" Fu Wen asked puzzled.
In Fu Wen's understanding, two people with the same interests and hobbies will have a topic to talk about, and then they can fall in love for a long time.
Fu Yue smiled and said, "The fourth sister never thought that when a poem comes out, it always has to add a tune, and when it is harmonized, then one person plays the song and one person sings it, which is the most beautiful." ā
When Fu Wen heard this, he automatically imagined Fu Xin writing poems, Li Yan composing music, two people spending the moon before the moon, one stroking the piano, and the other holding the poem to make peace.
Immediately, his face turned red.
It's angry, jealous and red.
Fu Yue turned her head, sighed lightly, and said as if unintentionally: "I have been living with her in Guangling before coming to Beijing, and I have never heard of her learning poetry. ā
Fu Wen sneered: "She has so many hearts and eyes, she must have learned it behind your sister-in-law." ā
Fu Yue shook her head and said categorically: "Impossible, she was enlightened with me at the age of six, and then not long after, her biological mother died, and she has always kept filial piety to her biological mother." During the period of filial piety, she did not even go to the female Xixi of the family, who would teach her? ā
Fu Wen said: "It can't be self-taught, right?"
Fu Yue felt that Fu Wen was an elm head, and originally wanted to lead Fu Wen to think about it.
But when he saw Fu Wen, he didn't open his mind at all.
Fu Yue had no choice but to say: "I heard that my uncle Zhao Siye used to be Tanhualang? ā
Fu Wen immediately woke up and said, "Yes, if you don't say it, I haven't thought of it." Do you think it was Uncle Zhao's cheating? That poem wasn't written by Fu Xin at all?"
Fu Yue saw that Fu Wen was already suspicious, so he smiled reassuringly.
"The fourth sister is talking nonsense. Fu Yue said slowly: "My sister didn't say that, maybe the fifth sister has no teacher, it's possible." ā
Fu Wen cut and said: "The sixth sister is so timid, so when you were in Guangling, you were obviously a sister-in-law, but you were angry with your sister-in-law." If this were for me, it would never be as good as hers. You don't have to pick it up, I'll think about it myself. ā
Fu Yue lowered his head, looking timid and afraid.
Fu Wen didn't forget at all, just when he was in the Zhao Mansion, Fu Yueyi was full of confidence, and the spring breeze was proud.
It's a pity that jealousy has made Fu Wen no longer able to think.
Since then, Fu Wen has hated Fu Xin.
And since the banquet that day, Fu Xin didn't take it seriously at all, and turned his head to put this matter behind.
still learns various etiquette with Wu Qi every day.
Fu Xin didn't mention to Mrs. Zhao that Fu Yue was strange.
It was Mrs. Wu, who was very happy to hear that the two granddaughters who had just passed away were in the limelight at the banquet of the Zhao family.
Fu Xin and Fu Yue both won the reward of Wu Lao Taijun.
Mrs. Zhao called Aunt Gao to Yanju, retreated from everyone, and beat her up.
is nothing more than a warning to Aunt Gao, be optimistic about Fu Yue, and don't teach the second Fu Yue of the year.
Aunt Gao is naturally submissive.
Just when Fu Xin thought that the matter of the banquet in Zhaofu had been forgotten, and no one mentioned the matter of her being the first.
In the capital, I don't know when it started, and it was circulated that Fu Xin's poems at the banquet of the Zhao family were ghostwritten by others.
After Zhang Xiuer brought the news to Fu Xin from the outside, Fu Xin nodded: Everyone's eyes are bright, and they really can't do back, not in front of everyone, look, let people see it, right?
"Hey!" Seeing that Fu Xin was stunned and silent, Zhang Xiu'er was so anxious that she shook Fu Xin and said, "What the hell is going on, how can such words come out?"