On the one hand, Lin Renzhao was thinking that this prince was really approachable and easy to gain a good impression. It's just that he didn't know that decades later, he was killed by this teenager.

Yang Lian was thinking, no matter whether Li Congjia did it deliberately or not, at least before he knew his identity, he was still Corporal Lixian. It's just that whether it is Li Hongji or Li Congjia, they will eventually be enemies, and this will never change.

At this time, Zeng Yiling smiled faintly on the stage, lightly opened his lips, and although his voice was beautiful, it was very resolute: "It turned out to be Dongping Gong, and the concubine was rude." As he spoke, he stood up, bowed slightly, and said, "It's just that Ling has already said that one person must be selected from all of them, and if the concubine chooses His Royal Highness, it will be unfair." ”

Li Hongji was dismissed, his face turned red, and he said, "Is Miss Zeng so ruthless?" ”

Zeng Yiling's eyes flashed with a hint of color, but he refused to back down at all: "The state has national laws, and the concubine industry also has its own rules, and I hope that Dongping Gong will not embarrass the concubine." ”

Li Hongji snorted coldly and never spoke again, but the person did not leave, and looked around coldly with a pair of eyes.

Zeng Yiling saw that he was no longer talking, and said: "When you guest officers came in, there was an invitation in your hand, I don't know if you have noticed, there are numbers printed on it. ”

When everyone heard this, they took out the invitation card one after another, looked at it carefully, and sure enough, they found a set of Chinese characters on it, Yang Lian became curious, and also took out the invitation, which was printed with thirty-three. Chen Tie leaned over and said, "I'm number seventy-nine, how many are you?" Thirty-three? ”

Lin Renzhao looked at it, his number was thirty-two, and Li Congjia and the son of the Zhou family were thirty-four and thirty-five respectively. When Li Congjia bought the invitation, it was a serial number.

Yang Lian smiled, he was not interested in this game. But as soon as he thought so, he heard Zeng Yiling read out a number: "Thirty-three!" ”

Chen Tie was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Brother Yang, you are the thirty-third!" Miss Zeng, the 33rd is here! ”

Yang Lian had a headache, he thought that he wouldn't hit himself, and even if he did, he wouldn't go out, but Chen Tie, who had a big mouth, knew that he would forget it, and said it out loud. I can't hide now.

Li Hongji turned his head suddenly, saw Yang Lian, sneered, strode over, stood still a few steps away, and shouted, "Please give it to me!" ”

Everyone in Xiaoxiang Pavilion was in an uproar, although Li Hongji was the prince and had the title of Duke of Dongping, but it was too arrogant to openly rob other people's things. All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, and those who had good things were immediately full of energy, everyone knew that in Jinling, Dongping Gong was the eldest son of the emperor, although he had not yet been established as the prince, and it was not something that ordinary people could provoke. The person who was drawn looked very raw, and he didn't think he was a rich man. Besides, if it's a rich and noble family, it's too late to tie up Dongpinggong. Did he give this invitation or not?

Someone narrowed his eyes, waiting for Yang Lian's humiliating scene, as a man, if he gave away the things in his hand, he would lose face.

Li Congjia was taken aback and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, give him something." ”

The son of the Zhou family raised his watery eyes, full of worry, she knew that Yang Lian was a warm-hearted person, but after all, she was facing Dong Ping Gong, with Dong Ping Gong's strong personality, Yang Lian said that if he didn't give it to him, he would rob it. Are they going to fight?

Yang Lian slowly stood up, staring at Li Hongji with a pair of eyes, not backing down at all, only to see him slowly raise the invitation in his hand and say, "You, do you want it?" ”

"Less nonsense, throw it over!" Li Hongji looked impatient.

"Why? Just because you are the eldest son of His Majesty today, Dongping Gong? Yang Lian sneered.

"You ......" Li Hongji was furious, if he admitted it, wouldn't it mean that he relied on his identity to take advantage of it?

"If I don't give it to you, you will cry to His Majesty today and arrest me?" Yang Lian continued to sneer.

Li Hongji's face changed greatly, and Yang Lian's words were extremely ugly, which made him a little embarrassed, but he had always been very thick-skinned, and shouted: "The whole world is not the king's land, and everything in this Jinling belongs to His Majesty today." ”

"Yes, everything in this Jinling belongs to His Majesty, but it's not yours, Dongping Gong, you have to remember that you are just, Dongping, Ping, Gong now!" Yang Lian deliberately bit the last three words very clearly, word by word.

Li Hongji clenched his fists, controlled his emotions, and said, "I'll give you five hundred gold, give me the invitation!" ”

In Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there was an uproar, five hundred gold to buy an invitation, this price is too expensive, but thinking about Li Hongji's identity, it is not that he can't get this money, and everyone is relieved. Dongping Gong does have arrogant capital.

"I'll pay a thousand gold, you will walk out of Xiaoxiang Pavilion for me immediately, so as not to spoil the atmosphere of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and affect Miss Zeng's mood." Yang Lian returned the salute, not polite at all.

Yang Lian's words became even more arrogant, and the atmosphere in Xiaoxiang Pavilion suddenly became more enthusiastic, Li Congjia looked at Yang Lian again, thinking who is this person after all, so strong? The Zhou family's eyes also widened, feeling incredible.

Chen Tie smiled and said in a low voice: "Happy, it's really happy!" He is a bold man himself, although he has conflicts with Yang Lian, but he finds that Yang Lian is very suitable for his appetite. Besides, he doesn't have a good impression of Li Jing's father and son.

"Okay, don't argue anymore, Ling said, whose hand is the invitation, so ask him to come up. If someone forces someone to buy or sell, or if there is a transaction, they will all give the concubine out. Zeng Yiling spoke lightly, although her tone was soft, but it showed an unquestionable attitude.

Li Hongji snorted coldly, took two steps back, looked at Zeng Yiling, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "What Miss Zeng said is extremely true, it is Hongji who is presumptuous." ”

"It's okay, as long as Dongping Gong doesn't make trouble anymore." Zeng Yiling is still very indifferent.

"However, it is a big deal for Miss Zeng to ask someone to play with you. If that person doesn't understand the rhythm and can't play at all, wouldn't it pollute our ears and Miss Zeng's piano skills? Li Hongji couldn't make a plan, so he had another plan.

As soon as these words came out, some people who did good things immediately agreed loudly, and said: "Yes, we have spent a lot of money to listen to Miss Zeng's piano skills, not to listen to others!" ”

In Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there was a sudden uproar of people, these people were originally jealous of Yang Lian being selected, and they all vented at this time, hoping to get rid of Yang Lian, if he really can't play the piano, or if his piano skills are not good, then he has to re-elect people, and he won't have a chance?

Yang Lian sneered, slowly paced out, glanced at the indignant Li Hongji, arched his hand towards him, and said, "Dongping Gong, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”

"Oh? Can you play the piano? The corners of Li Hongji's mouth curled, and the sarcasm was undiminished, this person looked at five big and three thick, like a guy, where would he play the piano?

Yang Lian ignored him, slowly paced to the edge of the stage, raised his hand, and signaled everyone to be quiet. Only then did he look at Zeng Yiling and said, "Miss Zeng, is there a guzheng?" ”

"Yes, Childe, please wait a moment." Zeng Yiling said, nodded and motioned to the maid next to him to move the zither.

"Since you doubt my piano skills, I will be ugly." Yang Lian smiled, stepped onto the stage, and sat on the soft couch. After a while, the maid brought a guzheng and put it down in front of Yang Lian. Yang Lian took a brief look and saw that this maid was the one who picked up the invitation and returned it to him, and couldn't help but smile at her. The maid hurriedly retreated.

Li Hongji snorted coldly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and waited for Yang Lian to make a fool of himself.

Chen Tie glanced back at Lin Renzhao and said, "Renzhao, Brother Yang can play the piano?" ”

Lin Renzhao shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

Li Congjia was full of curiosity, and the son of the Zhou family put down the lychee in his hand and held his cheek in his hand.

"This is a song from my hometown, and it's ugly." Yang Lian said, his fingers flicked the zither, first tried the timbre, and after understanding the sound quality of this zither, his ten fingers began to move.

Yang Lian played a familiar song in later generations, called Rain Broken Jiangnan, the piano song is smart, fresh, and has the unique temperament of Jiangnan after the rain, listening to this song, as if in the rain, at this time the rain is low, the banana leaves are washed like blue, a woman, standing in the garden, looking at the beloved man, gradually drifting away, just like that, disappearing from sight, perhaps, from now on, they will never meet again.

Yang Lian played, and strings of notes jumped out, with the rhythm of life, like raindrops, pouring into the hearts of most people. In fact, Yang Lian felt that the erhu version was better, but the erhu was too sad, so he chose the guzheng.

Li Hongji was also slightly distracted for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, this is not the performance he should have, this person with scars on his face can actually play the guzheng?

Chen Tie smiled, he actually couldn't understand the tune, but it had been seen from the performance of others that Yang Lian's piano skills were good, after all, they were all from the Shenwu Army, how could he not cheer for Yang Lian?

The son of the Zhou family listened to it, and felt stupid for a while, as if she was the woman in the song, standing in the garden, watching and waiting stupidly. Will that person appear in his own life?

Even Zeng Yiling, who has always been calm, couldn't help but be slightly moved, intoxicated by the sound of the guzheng, she had never heard this song, at this time, she only felt like heaven, and she couldn't wait to get the score immediately and play a song by herself.

Finally, Yang Lian dropped the last note. Yang Lian's piano skills are not very good, but the beauty of the song makes up for the shortcomings. Inside the hall, there was a deathly silence. For a long time, Zeng Yiling's voice broke the silence.

"Childe's song is really unheard of. However, this song is absolutely beautiful, and it should be composed by a hermit master. Zeng Yiling said.

"Perhaps, this song was obtained by my father from the mountains and countryside, and I don't know who wrote it." Yang Lian said with a smile, thinking that he couldn't say that this song was written by someone more than a thousand years later.

"Childe's hometown is really outstanding, I don't know where it is?" Zeng Yiling asked again.

"Guanzhong." Yang Lian replied very briefly.

"Dare to ask your son's surname, can you give this score as a gift? Age has its own gratitude. Zeng Yiling said again, his eyes were full of longing, this piece was so beautiful.

"Don't dare." Yang Lian stood up slowly, glanced at Li Hongji inadvertently, and said loudly: "Under Yang Lian, a person from Guanzhong." At this time, none of the people in Xiaoxiang Pavilion had reacted, but a cold light flashed in Li Hongji's eyes.

"This song is natural, and it is just given to people who are destined. Miss Tsang is proficient in music, and when I compose this music, I can give it to her. Yang Lian was upright and said loudly.

Zeng Yiling smiled slightly, got up to salute, and said, "Thank you Young Master Yang!" ”