Chapter 969: Qingtai Hall 11
Xue Mingyu gritted her teeth, her piano skills must be outstanding, she can only be said to be ordinary. Now we can only win by novelty. In the spare time of practicing fingering in Xue's Mansion back then, she secretly played a lot of modern pop songs, and at this time she could only find one from her mind.
Everyone held their breath, looked at Xue Mingyu sitting in front of the guzheng on the stage, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then opened his eyes, raised his hand, and put on the strings. At most, the tune is relatively beautiful and unique, but I can't hear which of our famous songs.
And the corner of the old lady in the corner of the old lady has a smile on her mouth. Let's just say, there is no perfect person in the world. I had never heard of the Nine Princesses' outstanding talents, and she really made the right bet today. Isn't it just that you can dress up and do some needlework, you can't pull this pretty Nine Princesses into the water today, and you have to pull her off the altar. Thinking of the girls of the Tang family, Queen Tang, Tang Shuxiang, and Tang Shuyun, they were all defeated, and Mrs. Lao Hou couldn't see the dazzling side of the nine princesses in front of her at all.
Xue Mingyu finished talking about the prelude in various eyes, lightly opened her lips, and sang slowly:
Allow me to settle the dust...... The past was buried with silence......
Covered in wind and rain, you come from the sea...... to live in seclusion in this desert......
What should be concealed is always clear...... A thousand words can only be speechless......
Love is a superstition at the right time and place...... Oh, so you're here, too......
Ah, that one...... Does it only exist in dreams......
Why do I use all my strength...... But in exchange for half a lifetime of memories......
If it weren't for your desire for eyes...... If it weren't for my redemption mood......
Meet in the sea of thousands of mountains and rivers...... Oh, so you're here, too......
Under Xue Mingyu's not-so-clever fingering, the fresh tune like a dreamy whisper slowly echoed in the hall. fell in everyone's hearts, as if only this simple tune could play the low strings, and only the woman's weak and crystalline fingertips on the stage were tired of chanting and singing.
After singing a song, probably except for Mrs. Lao Hou, everyone couldn't come back to their senses in Xue Mingyu's soft and lingering tune, especially the sentence like a dream, you came from the sea full of wind and rain...... There is such a sad grievance, why did I use all my strength in exchange for half a lifetime of memories......
Especially the family members of the generals are all immersed in the atmosphere created by Xue Mingyu. Old and young think that the men in the family are fighting all the year round, and the women are frightened and afraid of the men at home all the year round, they can't help but feel bitter from the bottom of their hearts, and some people are already secretly wiping tears with the corners of their sleeves.
Yuting picked up the handkerchief and was shocked to realize that she didn't know when she had burst into tears, she passed through the previous negotiation and secretly observed Tan Ji, and the sensitive girl had already vaguely understood some subtle feelings in her heart.
Mrs. Hou secretly observed the situation in the hall, and after Xue Mingyu finished singing, Mrs. Hou had silently retreated to the audience. She was uneasy and kindly coaxed, but she knew the current affairs better than the stupid son, and knew that Xue Mingyu had already pulled back the situation at this time, and if she didn't stop, she would probably end up like An Qianhou.
On the stage, the corners of Wei Yanran's eyes were already moist, she took a handkerchief and pressed the corners of her eyes, and beckoned to the inner attendant who had unloaded the guzheng, "Be careful, but don't touch the Nine Princesses." ”
Xue Mingyu stood up, but frowned and saluted, "The courtiers are a little tired, and they want to leave the palace early, and they also ask the emperor and the queen for permission." ”