Bai Qingyuan is put into the future generations, at best, he is just a keyboard warrior.

Say what you want, what you do.

A stroke of the weak chicken.

Therefore, he rejected Jing Zhe's proposal with righteous words, and there was no fluctuation on his face, which made Jing Zhe can't help but sigh: On how important it is for a big official to self-cultivate his face!

Bai Qingyuan's face was not red, he was not panting, and continued: "The old man hasn't finished talking just now, this self-created word card is very different from self-created calligraphy, the word card should match the tune, and simply writing words does not make much sense!" ”

"Mrs. Bai, don't you think you're talking nonsense?"

Jing Zhe said disdainfully: "Go to the street, but anyone who pulls out someone understands the truth of the tune of the word card, tell me this, do you look down on me or do you want to be looked down upon by me?" ”

“……”

This is the second person Bai Qingyuan has met who embarrassed him with just his mouth, and the key is that he has nothing to say.

After fixing his mind, he said: "What the old man means is that Jing Gongzi can create his own word cards, is it possible that he can also create his own tunes?" ”

In Bai Qingyuan's view, the rhythm of this tune is only understood by singers who specialize in studying musical instruments, and Jing Zhe is a scholar, who is proficient in poetry and calligraphy, can't even understand the tune, right?

Who knew that Jing Zhe really nodded: "I understand a little, I understand a little!" ”

"That can't be, you can't even sing songs, right?"

Bai Qingyuan said unwillingly.

"This..."

Jing Zhe glanced at him, "Mrs. Bai, this seems to be nonsense." If I can sing songs, why should I ask Master Wang to go to the cabin to learn something? ”

This old thing has been chattering endlessly, and Jing Zhe also found out that he and Su Xinping were still talking and didn't know what to communicate, and he didn't have a good impression of him.

Who is he scolding when he has the opportunity?

“……”

Bai Qingyuan was really stunned and had nothing to say, his face was red and white, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The others gritted their teeth and laughed, very uncomfortable.

Bai Qingyuan either picked his own thorn in the court or quarreled with Yu Sheng, the protector of the country, Emperor An didn't like him very much, it was rare to see him being scolded by people other than Yu Sheng to such a point, and he also felt ridiculous.

But thinking that Jing Zhe is now a flat-headed commoner, he is also afraid that he will offend Bai Qingyuan ruthlessly, and it will be difficult to carry out his work in the future.

Then he came forward and snorted, "Jing Zhe, how can you talk to Mrs. Bai?" I've been waiting for you for a long time, not listening to your noise here! ”

"Your Majesty is angry!"

After speaking, Jing Zhe stepped aside.

Seeing this, Qi Junguang sneered: "It's a self-created word card again, and it's a self-created tune, could it be that you are so afraid of me that you deliberately write something that is difficult to get into the lobby, and make excuses after losing?" ”

"The third prince is too worried."

Glancing at Qi Junguang with some pity, Jing Zhe said, "With this kung fu, you still have to worry about yourself!" ”

"Humph! I'd like to see what you can write compared to my [Flower Moon Order]! ”

After speaking, Qi Junguang shook his sleeves and sat down, waiting for the following.

……

Everyone waited for a while, Wang Yingqiu had already finished explaining to the singer who played the guzheng and pipa, and Shi Shiran came to the side of the boat.

At this time, the big ship had already begun to circle the city for the second time, and once again came to the riverbank under the roots of the imperial city.

The crowd of people around sprung up in the dim lights, accompanied by the [Flower Moon Order] sung by the singers on the shore, it was lively.

An Di and Zhu Xinning still couldn't help but worry about their hearts: the so-called one step is fast, step by step! [Flower Moon Order] has reached the point where everyone sings, if the words written by Jing Zhe can't suppress the limelight for the first time, there is a high probability that today's competition will be lost!

And if you want to completely suppress it, it is difficult now.

At this time, the sound of the guzheng sounded, and the pipa was combined.

The people on the boat were holding their breath, and the people on the shore knew that the third word of the day was coming, and since the second word was in front of Zhuyu, they were even more curious about the level of the third word.

From time to time, there are also discussions.

"Jing Gongzi's words are so well written, he won't write them again, right?"

"Needless to say? This must be the third prince! ”

"yes, then listen to what words he can write!"

“……”

Wang Yingqiu sang in front of so many people for the first time, her palms were sweaty, she was a little nervous, she looked up, and saw that Jing Zhe happened to be looking at her, nodding and smiling brightly.

His smile seemed to have a kind of magic, Wang Yingqiu was instantly infected, and immediately stopped being nervous, nodded the same head, and sang with the music node.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

Wang Yingqiu's voice is soft and the orchestral sound is smooth, no one has ever heard this kind of tune, but there are strange people who think this tune is so good that people can't stop it.

And the "Water Tune Song Head" sounded on the river, and before the first half of the song was finished, there was no sound of conversation on the boat or on the shore. Wang Yingqiu sang unhappily, but it fit the artistic conception of the words, but it was done in one go.

There are many people on the boat and on the shore who have profound literary skills, but when they hear this, they have already perceived the ethereal, atmospheric, and far-reaching artistic conception of this poem.

One ring and one buckle, from the scene to the love, and at the same time can describe the ethereal moonlit night as promised, without the slightest fireworks, a few words, it is a refreshing fairy palace weather.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this Shangque, just copy out two sentences that are quatrains!

When they hear good poetry, the reader instinctively should discuss a few words, but this word makes them forget to speak, and they are completely intoxicated.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Wang Yingqiu continued until she finished singing the last sentence, and a hanging heart finally fell, but when she found that the surroundings were very lonely and everyone's eyes were empty, she panicked again.

When he came to Jing Zhe's side, his hands were twisted together, and he said a little crampedly: "Singing badly? ”

Seeing that she was nervous, Jing Zhe didn't think much about it, reached out to hold her little hand that had nowhere to put it, and comforted: "Very good, I've never heard you sing so well, let you sing it right!" ”

Wang Yingqiu listened, her eyes brightened.

But the heat from her hand still made her wake up, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back, and the whole person was like an electric power, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her face was crimson from face to neck.

As if nothing had happened, Jing Zhe smiled and turned his head to wait to listen to Emperor An's comments.

And Wang Yingqiu stood there alone, and suddenly there were many strange and undisturbing feelings in her heart, suffering from gains and losses, and some imitations.

He's a friend's brother!

And I'm so much older than him...

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became, and in the end I could only bite my lip and stomp my feet: Wang Yingqiu, what are you thinking?

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