The mother and daughter looked at each other helplessly, really, you can meet this kind of person everywhere.

But they can hear the meaning of the words, Zi Niang can't hear it, she has long wanted Yang Ping to come forward to perform, maybe which lady loves her, so wouldn't she have ascended to the sky in one step?

Now the opportunity to send it to the door, how could she miss it, "Ping'er, go up and stroke the piano and listen to the ladies." ”

Piano art is the only skill of Yang Ping in addition to female celebrities, and it is precisely because she has learned it, so she knows how much worse her level is from the girls who have just performed, and she is still secretly glad that she doesn't have to go up to perform with everyone, otherwise it will be a shame and a big loss, who knows that her mother has given her such a sentence now.

"Mother! How can my piano skills go up and offer ugliness! Yang Ping pulled Zi Niang and whispered.

"Dead girl, I spent so much money to learn the piano for you, now is the time to use it, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go!" Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Zi Niang doesn't know anything, where to distinguish the good from the bad of the piano sound, I only feel that my daughter has studied for so long, and Mr. has praised her, and she naturally plays very well!

Yang Ping's piano skills can also play the song out, maybe the score is nervous and forgets, the play is stumbling, and if you really go up to play, there will be only one consequence, and it will become the talk and laughing stock of this year's New Year's banquet.

So let Zi Niang be ruthless on her waist and pinch her soft flesh, tears will flow out, and she doesn't want to go on stage.

In the eyes of everyone, such a situation has become petty, and it is impossible to get on the stage, it is inevitable to gather there and whisper, and the eyes still glance at it from time to time, Yang Ping is eager to dig a hole and get into it at this time......

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates, and it is not a way to let the two of them push and shove here, Yang Xinzhi is now on duty in the Shizi Mansion, and the people present are either colleagues and wives, or superiors and subordinates, this face must not be lost.

"Mother, do you want me to go?" Yang Xiaotao quietly asked for Du Ziyue's opinion.

Du Ziyue hesitated for a moment, she had the impression that her daughter was a drug idiot, she didn't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting......

"Are you sure?"

"Well, at least the rules are in order, not ashamed?" Yang Xiaotao squeezed her eyes and said mischievously.

Hearing this, Du Ziyue helped her tidy up her appearance, and said jokingly: "Then let's go, my mother knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Xiao Tao will definitely not be bad." ”

Yang Xiaotao knew that what she said was true, the prince and grandson, these upbringing will not be less, and she was about to get up, when she heard the princess say with some displeasure at the top: "The rules of this year's banquet in this palace are not forced to let people come up to perform. ”

The Wang family had a good impression of Yang Xiaotao's mother and daughter, and when they saw that someone below was embarrassed for them, they actually spoke out to help solve the siege.

Yang Xiaotao smiled gratefully at Wang, stepped forward generously, clasped her hands, blessed her body slightly, and made a standard salute.

"The courtier's daughter Yang Xiaotao has seen the princess, Xiaotao is obsessed with medical skills, and she has no talent, New Year's Festival, please allow the courtier's daughter to write a poem to help the fun?"

"Okay, Xiangrou, go and help Xiao Tao grind."

Xiangrou replied with a smile.

"Tsk." Mi Qianqian saw that the princess still let Xiangrou grind, and Sister Wei didn't have the treatment to write poems, she smashed her mouth disdainfully, covered her mouth and smiled at Wei Rong'er next to her: "There is Sister Rong'er's poem just now, don't you see that everyone doesn't dare to write poetry?" She's good, she's not afraid of losing face. ”

Wei Rong'er just smiled humbly when she heard this, and didn't speak, everyone said that she was the first talented woman in Wei, although she was indeed full of poetry and books, but she also knew how much it was because of her grandfather's regent, and because of this, even if there were really girls better than her, they didn't dare to steal the limelight in front of her, Yang Xiaotao was still the first person who dared to say in front of her that she wanted to write poetry.

Well, in fact, our little peach girl doesn't know the bends and bends in this at all, but she is forced to drive the ducks to the shelves, and she is now racking her brains to think about which poem is appropriate, no way, there are too many stocks in her head......

Not...... There are nouns that I haven't heard in this era, others can't understand them, and those that are too vicissitudes or heroic can't do it, which doesn't fit her age......

Pregnant! Yang Xiaotao picked up the pen and wrote it down in one go.

"Skillfully tailoring flags is better than trying Silla, painting colors and gold to make moths;

Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and the needlework in the boudoir has been many years ago. ”

Yang Xiaotao wrote it again, and Xiangrou read it out crisply, letting everyone know what was written.

This is the Qing Dynasty poet Cha Shenxing's "Fengcheng New Year's Speech".

The poem describes that in ancient times, women were busy all year round, and only had leisure time during the New Year.

For the leisure of the new year, I worked hard to cut new clothes and dress myself up, hoping that I would be beautiful in the coming year.

"Good! Good poetry! Skillfully tailoring the banner is better than trying Silla, painting gold and painting as a moth, isn't it? Look at the girls present, which one is not wearing a newly made Luo Yi and depicting exquisite makeup? This is all rushed out of the busy rush years ago! "The princess was the first to get the poem, and after reading it, she felt it.

"Indeed, I didn't expect that Little Peach Girl would have such a talent, and she would compare Fang Cai'er's poems to Rong'er!" Mi hooked his lips and smiled meaningfully.

Mi Qianqian frowned, and there was a hint of irritability in her tone: "Auntie, how can her poems be as good as you say?" Sister Rong'er is the number one talented woman in our Wei Kingdom, what is her identity, how can she be compared? ”

Wei Rong'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she stopped talking.

Yang Xiaotao had a fire in her heart, first said this and that, and said this and that, with a posture of not going up to perform and being a straw bag, okay, she went up and wrote a poem, and said that her status was low, so she couldn't compare? You can finish it alone.

The front hall of Jingyang Palace

"Zhengnan, is Sister Little Peach here today?" Wei Qizhi was a little bored and yawned.

The hall was full of people, but there were only Yang Zhengnan and Wei Qingyuan around Wei Qizhi, and where they were, it seemed to be isolated, and everyone was not surprised.

This is the case every year, especially beside Shi Ziye and his eldest son Wei Qihui, the inner and outer three layers are full of people, and a group of people are vying to show their faces in front of their father and grandfather, eager to take out the old bottom, for fear that everyone will not see that they are talented and will be compared by other people.

"Today, the princess invited her mother and sister to go, but my second aunt and daughter have to come with me, and I don't know if they will make trouble." Speaking of Ziniang and Yang Ping, Yang Zhengnan was also very troubled.

"Hmph, although they look down on me and avoid me everywhere, but my mother will always be the princess, and with my mother watching, I am not afraid of any trouble." Wei Qizhi paused, turned his head and said excitedly: "But if you're worried, why don't we go over and take a look?" ”

The corners of Wei Qingyuan's lips raised a slight smile, "It's obvious that I'm impatient to sit and want to go out for a walk." ”

"Hehe, let's go take a look, there's nothing for us here anyway." Wei Qizhi took the lead and walked out.