Compared with the atmosphere on Li Dongyang's side, the atmosphere on Fengyang's side is much more lively, because there is no great god Meng Kexin, and those noble ladies and ladies are chatting very well.

Their topic naturally revolves around Fengyang, Fengyang is good-looking, but it has not yet reached the level of overwhelming everyone, even if it overwhelms everyone, everyone will not be convinced.

In the eyes of their parents, their children are the best-looking, and in their own eyes, they are immortals.

How many people think they are ugly, and how many dare to jump out and make a blame?

It's also relative to have a lot of ugly people, just like there is no simple thing that jumps out now.

Someone got up and chanted a poem, looked at the lord of Fengyang after chanting, smiled and stabbed the knife, praised Fengyang as a talented woman, please chant a poem in Fengyang.

Fengyang touched his nose and thought of Brother Bang's famous saying, an ugly woman is praised as a talented woman, because she really doesn't know what to praise except for talent.

This will be praised as a talented woman, Fengyang felt a soft knife stabbing over, is this scolding me?

"No, no, my talent is limited, I can't be called a talented woman, you are a talented woman, a talented woman, you continue."

Fengyang is modest, and resolutely refuses to come forward to chant a poem, but she doesn't want to call her a talented girl, she really wants to smash it on her head, and she doesn't know how to laugh at her when she turns around.

Fengyang felt that he was not stupid and did not accept this trick.

So the talented woman who chanted poetry stepped back and recited another poem, when she was a poet, this one was a proud work that was polished out after asking someone to write it for a long time.

Another song will leak the bottom!

"In Xia Yan Ruyu, I like to play the piano since I was a child, I don't know if the lord of Fengyang can play the piano?" Yan Ruyu stepped forward and asked.

Feng Yang smiled and asked, "So you want to perform Fuqin?" ”

Belch? Yan Ruyu was asked, did she mean that? It seems that it is, oh, it is true that you have to play the qin, but before that, you should first place a battle post, and the fuqin becomes a fighting qin.

Now that the county lord of Fengyang asked this, Yan Ruyu couldn't forcibly reverse the topic and make an appointment, so she had to reluctantly reply.

"Yes, the little girl really wants to play the piano."

"Okay, you can play, although I don't play well, the level of appreciation is still good, if there are any shortcomings, I will point them out."

Feng Yang said with a smile, but his words were a little annoying.

Yan Ruyu grinds her teeth, she doesn't play well and is embarrassed to give insufficient guidance, will she die if she doesn't talk big? I can't spit out the word about war, and everyone admits that it doesn't play well.

Princess Yun looked at her daughter, then at Yan Ruyu, who looked unwilling, and stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Isn't your piano playing well?" Why not. ”

"Mother, I'm not a pianist, my status is as noble as mine, why should others want me to perform, I'll perform." Fengyang raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

Mrs. Kong was speechless when she listened to it, isn't it, what kind of character is the goddaughter she recognizes, she doesn't want to be a pianist, and she digs a pit for Mao to let others dance.

Princess Yun said with a smile: "This kid is spoiled. ”

"No, I like Fengyang's temperament, I will do it if I like it, and if I don't like it, I won't do it, and I won't be swayed by others."

Mrs. Kong looked at Yan Ruyu, who was about to stroke the qin, and felt a little sympathy for her, obviously her status was noble, but she surrendered her identity.

Yan Ruyu took a deep breath, thinking that there was a man's banquet hall not far away, and the sound of his piano would definitely be able to be heard, and King Xiaoyao would definitely dare to hear it, and his mood was a little better.

It's just a pity that King Xiaoyao didn't pay attention to the movement here, and was busy arguing with Zhenguo Gong, and by the way, he helped Meng Kexin to coerce vegetables.

Meng Kexin was very happy to eat this meal, and from time to time he gave his son vegetables, and played a good mother-son relationship, and made Zhenguo Gong jealous.

The sound of the piano came, and the old lady smiled and said, "Sovereign, the noble girl over there is performing her talents, do we also add a colorful head here?" ”

"Well, that's good, I don't know what program the old lady has prepared? This dragon's blood sword is a rare thing, so let's take it as a colorful head. ”

Meng Kexin is very generous, since he is here to support the field, he naturally can't be stingy when he makes a move, as soon as he makes a move, it is a dragon blood sword, a famous sword in the rivers and lakes.

The old lady was so shocked that she almost pulled out her beard, and the monarch was too arrogant to make a move, as for taking such a valuable lottery?

Of course, Meng Kexin's words made the generals boil, and their eyes were red, dragon blood sword, that is the rumored sword, they also have a chance to get it?

"Thank you, Monarch."

Baiguan got up and thanked him, Meng Kexin was weak, please get up, the dragon blood sword is indeed good, but it is far worse than the sword of his son's filial piety, of course Meng Kexin is willing to take it out as a lottery head.

"I wonder if we have a chance to participate?" Xu Houye got up and asked, his eyes were red, he also wanted to win the dragon blood sword.

"Absolutely, everybody can participate." The old lady first looked at Meng Kexin, and when she got Meng Kexin's signal, she immediately came down.

Xu Houye was happy, and rubbed his fists excitedly, no matter what it was, he would regret it if he didn't try, even if he didn't succeed in the end, at least he tried.

Li Dongyang saw that everyone was very excited, took out his folding fan, and said with a smile:

"This fan is from the hand of Master Yue, and many people must be interested, so it should be a color head."

As he spoke, he handed the folding fan to Xiao Si, and Xiao Si respectfully sent it to the old lady.

The old lady opened it and watched, her beard trembled with excitement, this, this is a rare treasure, the King of Freedom took it out like this, this is too proud.

Not only the old lady was excited, but the civil officials were also excited, Mrs. Lu glanced at Zuo, stroked his beard and was eager to try, they also wanted to participate.

Meng Kexin looked at his son, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, his dragon blood sword made the generals boil, then this folding fan from the hand of Master Yue was enough to make the civil officials pour their bags.

Before it started, Meng Kexin predicted how fierce today's competition would be, and he was really looking forward to it, but he wanted to see who the flowers would fall today!

"Lord Xiaoyao, dare to ask you to participate?"

Lord Wu's son, Wu Chang'an, got up and bowed deeply, and asked, the longing in his eyes could not be concealed, and he was obviously moved by the fold.

There is a reason why Wu Changan will ask this question, but he heard that the King of Xiaoyao can be civil and martial, if the King of Xiaoyao participates, then what else is there for him, just martial arts can't beat him.

"This king is not involved." Li Dongyang replied with a smile, seeing through Wu Changan's careful thoughts at a glance, and gave him a reassuring pill.

"Thank you for the generous gift." As soon as he heard that Li Dongyang was not involved, Wu Changan was full of confidence and directly set the folding fan as his bag.

"Brother Wu is really full of confidence, the younger brother is not talented, and he also took a fancy to the folding fan, and today I want to ask Brother Wu to cut his love."

Qian Zixuan got up and saluted Li Dongyang, but his mouth refused to give up at all, and before the game started, the smell of gunpowder had already risen.