Everyone didn't know what Su Yingtong was doing, so they looked at each other, whispered, and waited to see the joke.

"First of all," said the princess impatiently, "making tea is not a skill. ”

"Poof!"

"Hahaha!"

As soon as the princess said this, those daughters who were proud of their talents couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile, their eyes were full of contempt for Su Yingtong, and at the same time they were proud of their talents.

Of course, Su Yingtong was not bored enough to compete with them, so he concentrated on trying the timbre, and then sat down and tapped lightly.

When the crisp and beautiful music rose tactfully, everyone unconsciously quieted down, looking at Su Yingrou blankly, only to see her holding chopsticks in both hands and knocking back and forth on each porcelain cup in an orderly manner, and then it became a song of its own, her song seems to have a magical power, light and crisp, like a pearl and jade falling on the plate, making people unconsciously fall into it.

Elegant, tranquil and far-reaching.

Is this really Su Yingrou?

After the prelude, Su Yingtong sang in a low voice, his voice was clear and smooth, beautiful and delicate, meandering between the pavilions, and the aftermath lingered.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brushstrokes, which are thick and light

The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup

Ran Ran Sandalwood through the window I know what's going on

The pen on the rice paper is now halfway aside

The glaze rendering lady picture charm is privately hidden

And your smile is like a bud waiting to be released

A wisp of your beauty floats away

Go where I can't go

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

Cooking smoke rises thousands of miles across the river

At the bottom of the bottle, the book is engraved to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty

Just when I was foreshadowing to meet you

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

The moonlight was salvaged and fainted

Such as the hand-me-down blue and white porcelain is beautiful

You've got a smile in your eyes

The white and green koi fish leap to the bottom of the bowl

When I copied the Song style, I was thinking about you

You have hidden the secret of the kiln for thousands of years

Extremely delicate as an embroidery needle on the ground

Outside the curtain, the plantain provokes the shower, and the knocker provokes patina

And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you

In a splashed ink landscape painting

You are hidden from the depths of ink

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

Cooking smoke rises thousands of miles across the river

At the bottom of the bottle, the book is engraved to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty

Just when I was foreshadowing to meet you

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

The moonlight was salvaged and fainted

Such as the heirloom of blue and white porcelain, you are beautiful, you have a smile in your eyes

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

Cooking smoke rises thousands of miles across the river

At the bottom of the bottle, the book is engraved to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty

Just when I was foreshadowing to meet you

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

The moonlight was salvaged and fainted

Such as the heirloom of blue and white porcelain, you are beautiful, you have a smile in your eyes. ”

The song is elegant and elegant, the words are elegant and affectionate, the artistic conception is elegant and refined, and then sung by Su Yingtong Qingyin, the vicissitudes of history, the misty scenery and the helplessness of feelings...... The table is incisive and thought-provoking, and people can't help but indulge in Su Yingtong's singing, forgetting what night it is.

At the end of the singing, Su Yingtong's eyes were hazy, as if through this historical word and sentence, she had crossed a thousand years in a trance, vaguely saw a familiar home, nothing had changed, she and Ying Lan were still carefree girls, playing in the open space, discussing the handsome boys in the neighborhood and the gossip on campus.

Are they doing well?

Repeating the lyrics, Su Yingtong repeatedly sang the two most moving melodies until everyone melted into the soft Jiangnan smoke and rain. The end of the song.

"Good!"

"Well sung!

"It turns out that Princess Xiangyuan is so deeply hidden!"

"Admire and admire ......"

The voices of praise rose and fell with each other, and the young ladies came back to their senses from the music, but they had already seen that the male guests had gathered not far from the pavilion at some point, and they were admiring Su Yingtong's music at this time.

was obviously attracted by Su Yingtong's singing.

It's just infuriating!

Although I don't want to admit it, Su Yingrou's song is indeed beautiful.

Lan Yicai's face was completely blackened, because she had already seen that the king of Xiangyuan in the crowd was actually there, and his eyes, which never stopped for anyone, were staring at Su Yingrou, as if he was thinking a little.

No matter what his eyes represented, the object of his gaze was absolutely not allowed to be Su Yingrou. Lan Yicai's fists clenched fiercely, it seems that she is still careless!

When Su Yingtong raised his head, he saw the outstanding Palace Mirror Domain in the crowd at a glance, and he didn't expect him to look at him, Su Yingtong was caught off guard and looked at him, his mind was flustered for a moment, and after hurriedly avoiding his sight, he reacted, he panicked!

He glanced over with a very imposing glance, but saw that the palace mirror domain had already turned his head, and he didn't know how to enjoy the scenery in that corner.

Hum! Just pretend to be you!

Su Yingtong was a little depressed, and decided to sprinkle this anger on Lan Yicai, show her face, accept all the praise of the masses without modesty, and then turn her head to look directly at the princess until she was embarrassed.

That's right, what she means is, you're going to hurry up and ask the person who lost to fulfill the gambling contract, what are you still watching?

The princess took a deep breath and stabilized her soaring blood pressure, she couldn't imagine that Su Yingrou really had two hits, and now the guests are very appreciative of her songs, and she can't judge the black game with her conscience, but now it's difficult to do, looking at Lan Yicai with a little anxiety, the girl also knows the current shape, it depends on who she wants to push out to die.

The jealousy in Lan Yicai's heart almost made her lose her mind, in front of King Xiangyuan, she must not let Su Yingrou ride on her head today, she is not such a person who admits defeat so lightly.

"Princess Xiangyuan's song is really natural, the little woman really admires it," Lan Yicai gritted her teeth and said something about the scene, and the words changed, "But just now we can be said to have our own merits, and the content of the performance is not the same, it is really difficult to judge whether we win or lose, why don't we discuss poetry with the princess again?" If the guests are present, they can all be a witness. "She Lan Yicai has been cultivated as a talented woman since she was a child, how can her poetry and literary talent be comparable to a barbaric and vulgar person like Su Yingrou?

Su Yingtong stroked his forehead, saying that Lan Yicai was stupid or too conservative, and he had "composed" such beautiful lyrics, so why wouldn't he "compose" some other poems? insisted on dying a little more ugly, and she was anxious for her.

However, she, Su Yingtong, has always been the best to speak, and she can't refuse casually when others have spoken, right? How disrespectful!

So he simply nodded, and compared it!

The princess made up her mind, Lan Yicai's level is the best her cousin, and after a little thought, she brought up a topic that Lan Yicai is best at, and let the four treasures of the study wait.

The theme set by the prince and princess is quite appropriate for the occasion, and it is summer, so let the two of them compose a poem around the summer beauty, and the time is a stick of incense.

The young lady who was watching was not excited, although she also wanted to show her hand in front of many princes and nobles, but the princess did not let them participate, and they did not dare to speak indiscriminately.

The male guests were also very curious, could it be that this Su Qianjin had completely changed since she married the princess of Xiangyuan as rumored? The song just now is obvious to all, it's really beautiful and pleasant, like a heavenly sound, but I don't know if the poetry is also so outstanding?

Everyone looked at them without blinking, and saw that Su Qianjin had not moved, but Shangshu Qianjin had already put the pen on the paper, and the brush had risen and fallen several times, and it became a poem; Looking at Su Qianjin again, she still didn't move, and she didn't feel a little disappointed, maybe this Xiangyuan princess's music is good, but the poems are difficult to get into the elegant hall.

"Plums are bright red and apricot are fat, and peonies are red and cauliflower are scarce.

No one has ever set at sunset, only birds and butterflies have flew. ”

The servant showed Lan Yicai's poem around, and the guests chanted softly, and couldn't help nodding frequently, although it was not the best, but for a woman, it was not bad, at least neatly aligned.

Lan Yicai was full of confidence, especially after seeing that King Xiangyuan also read her poems, although it was a very fast glance, it was enough for her to be happy, at least Su Yingrou couldn't write a word! Pretending to smile at everyone, Lan Yicai thanked the guests for their compliments, and when she turned to look at Su Yingtong, she couldn't hide the ridicule in her eyes, straightened her waist and proudly moved back to her seat.

As for Su Yingrou, do you also want to fight with her Lan Yicai?

Su Yingtong looked at Lan Yicai quietly, thinking back to the poems she wrote, well, to be honest, it's really average, it's so easy for me to compare her, so which one should I "borrow"? After a search in his mind, Su Yingtong picked a poem with the fewest words, and when the incense burned two-thirds of the way, he finally started to put pen to paper. After practicing for a while, her handwriting is still good, and the speed is also powerful, and when the incense is about to burn out, it is finally done.

The servant stepped forward to pick up the rice paper and circle around it, and the guests had already lost much hope when they saw Su Qianjin's poetry so "reluctantly", but because the king of Xiangyuan was also present, it was naturally not good to be too contemptuous, after all, not to mention how the king of Xiangyuan treated Su Qianjin, she actually represented the princess of Xiangyuan today, and this face had to be given, and it was to be greatly satisfied.

So a symbolic glance passed...... Hey? Something seems wrong? I couldn't help but look at it again, and after a while, the crowd became restless, and a few of them who knew a little poetry were even more excited, shaking their heads and chanting repeatedly while patting the folding fan in their hands, their eyes full of excited old tears of seeing the masterpiece again.

What's more, he immediately copied down this poem, clamored to go back and frame it and hang it in the living room, and read it every day to feel the profound meaning.

Su Yingtong couldn't help but feel a little funny, can you use such an exaggeration? After all, Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" is indeed a good poem, and the last sentence is still a famous sentence through the ages!

"The spring is silent and the water is soft.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head. ”

The poems are undoubtedly the best way to interpret the current mood, especially when they are also in the summer pavilion, surrounded by a small pond and lotus pond.

These artistic conceptions can naturally be understood by others, and they didn't feel anything, so that Su Yingtong's poem was set off, and they immediately felt that the surrounding scenery was wonderful, and at the same time, they were amazed that Su Yingtong could make such a masterpiece in such a short period of time from Jing Shengqing, and they all sighed that they were ashamed.

Gong Jingyu's eyes flashed slightly, savoring Su Yingrou's "Little Pond", the further back he went, the more surprised he became, looking at Su Yingrou with complicated eyes - a woman who was calm and calm at this time, her eyes deepened and deepened.

Su Yingtong was really embarrassed to plagiarize so easily, and after a little repentance in his heart, he smiled innocently and harmlessly again, looking at Lan Yicai, who was pale as paper and finally knew that he was afraid, Su Yingtong reminded very "kindly": "Miss Lan, I agreed, but I am willing to lose the bet, so please ask Miss Lan to honor the bet now." ”

After listening to Su Yingtong's words, the guests were still a little confused, so they asked the servants next to them and understood the beginning and end of the bet. Who are these people present, all the old foxes who have become fine in the officialdom, and after thinking about it carefully, they know that this is the bureau set up by the princess and the daughter of the monk Shangshu to pit Su Qianjin! It's just that they may not have imagined that Su Qianjin is now what it used to be, but let them lift a stone and shoot themselves in the foot.

I couldn't help but disdain in my heart, today, Su Qianjin is here to congratulate, and she also represents the king of Xiangyuan, the princess is a bit unauthentic in doing this, besides, if the princess of Xiangyuan loses face, it is to make the Xiangyuan palace lose face, and she is not afraid of offending the king of Xiangyuan? Alas, the woman's opinion!

It seems that whether Lan Yicai abides by the gambling contract or not, they are destined to become a joke today, and as they expected, they will become a joke in the entire Xiling Kingdom.

The other daughters are very happy now, fortunately they didn't participate just now, otherwise they would have been pulled out by Lan Yicai to pad their backs if they didn't die, which would be really embarrassing!

The princess's face was blue and white, white and blue, and the heavy fat powder on her face couldn't hide her changing complexion, how could she not know what these people were thinking? It's just clear that it's even more annoying! After being the princess of Jian for so long, she has never been so embarrassed as she is today! And this qiē is to blame Su Yingrou!

Su Yingtong struck a spirit, and looked at the princess innocently, Mamma Mia, why are you staring at me like this? At the beginning, you insisted on playing, don't say that I didn't give you a chance to regret it, especially Lan Yicai, I can't wait to swear it, I can't stop it, it's really sad!

Looking at Su Yingtong's schadenfreude appearance, the convulsions on Lan Yicai's face were really like a stream of water, clearly visible wave after wave, and I hated it to death in my heart, Su Yingrou, I won't let you go!

Su Yingtong ate grapes leisurely, and did not intend to urge Lan Yicai, anyway, these ancients were the most superstitious, and they attached more importance to the oath, she couldn't do a thankless job to urge her, if Lan Yicai didn't fulfill the gambling contract for the sake of face, it would be better, I believe that her psychological pressure will make her have no good life in the future, restless, insomnia and dreams, irregular menstruation, hair loss and gray hair, early menopause...... Huh——

"I'm a pig !!"

"Poof! cough cough ......" The sudden roar made Su Yingtong careless and almost choked the grapes in his mouth half to death, slammed his chest and smoothed out, Su Yingtong stared at a blue shadow in the distance, Lan Yicai she, did she really shout just now? In front of so many people?

In fact, she shouldn't have doubted it, because the guests and ladies around her were all laughing like chaff unabashedly, and they couldn't be blamed for it, it was so funny! I've never seen the arrogant and peacock-like Shangshu daughter have such a cowardice, and "I'm a pig"! Hahaha –

It is said that from then on, no one dared to provoke Su Qianjin lightly.

It is said that the joke spread to every corner of Kyoto before sunset that day, and at such a rate that it spread to the whole country the next day, and Kyoto was full of joy and laughter, and the mantra of meeting became a greeting with a hippie smile, "Are you a pig?" Then he looked up to the sky and laughed at the same time.

It is said that Su Qianjin's "Blue and White Porcelain" made the dignitaries and nobles pass on the Divine Comedy, and it was admired by music lovers in the West Lingguo, but it is a pity that this wonderful song has only been heard once, and no one can follow suit, which is a pity.

It is said that "Xiaochi" is also popular among the people, up to the high-ranking officials, down to the countryside to show talents, all three times a day, silently reading, and even the private schools have compiled this poem into the teaching materials, widely taught, and all the people learn.

Reputedly......

It is said that there are a lot of "supposed", but of course, this is another story.

"Princess, if it's okay, then ......"

"Woohoo!" The air was torn apart by sharp weapons, and the cold murderous aura was approaching in an instant.

Su Yingtong's eyes condensed slightly, pushed away the maid beside him, and turned to dodge.

"Smack!"

A cold flicker in his ears, and a few strands of green silk had been cut off.

The hidden weapon submerged into the pillar behind him, leaving no room for anything.

hasn't eased up yet, "Woooo The stronger cold air broke through the air, and Su Yingtong wanted to avoid it, only to find that he had retreated to the corner, and there was no way to avoid it.

I never thought that someone would blatantly assassinate him.

Could it be that Su Yingrou is really not tolerated?

Despair flashed, and the next moment, he fell into a broad embrace.

Su Yingtong was stunned for a moment.

Gong Jingyu didn't know when he came to her, his powerful arm wrapped around her slender waist, and the folding fan was waved out between his body, Su Yingtong only felt that the fan in front of him was blowing, and there was a silent silence of a hidden weapon entering the paper.

"Smack!"

The folding fan was thrown on the ground, and it was already riddled with holes.

Su Yingtong looked over, and the blood on his face faded.

That's a full four hidden weapons! If you can't dodge it just now, your fate will be like a fan!

The chill in the heart invades the bone marrow.

Who was going to put her to death? Su Yingtong clenched his fists.

Gong Jingyu looked down at the person in his arms, there was no fear, no weakness, but a raging fire, with an inviolable bearing.

It seemed that something had broken in his heart, and he even let go of her with a little crampedness.