The beautiful woman sat with her head down, her red sleeves and jade hands, slowly plucking the strings. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sound of the lute then sounded in the attic, and many people held their breath and even began to have intoxicated expressions.

Especially those people on the first floor, they can't see Yin Hongsleeve himself, and the biggest enjoyment is the sound of the piano, which is naturally very enjoyable.

It's just that the people upstairs are inevitably a little ......

The sound of the piano is indeed beautiful and tactful, but is it a bit too much to listen to it with your eyes closed and intoxicated?

The so-called literati like Lu Gongru may have more elements of pretending; As for Shi Qingchun, whether this guy can understand or not is a question, and that intoxicated appearance may just be to cover up his ignorance.

Xue Zong didn't know anything about it, he didn't know what kind of music he was playing or what story he was telling, he could only grasp some changes in atmosphere and mood.

He knew the staves, but he couldn't figure out the Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, but it sounded beautiful, delicate and elegant.

It should be considered good in this era, after all, the variety of musical instruments, technology, and even music theory cannot be compared with later generations. In particular, Xue Zong has been in contact with some musical instruments, which can be regarded as a certain degree of professionalism.

So Xue Zong behaved very calmly, and listened to the whole performance almost expressionlessly.

At the end of the performance, almost everyone was still immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano, and after a moment of silence, there was a warm applause in the Lilac Pavilion, followed by a burst of praise.

"The aftermath lingers, I don't know the taste of meat in March, Miss Redsleeves is really exquisite."

"Bai Lotian Zeng Yun, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, noisy and miscellaneous, Miss Red Sleeves' piano skills are still on it."

That Lu Gongru clapped his hands and said: "At the beginning of the country, after the Southern Tang Dynasty, it was said that he was good at singing and dancing, and a burnt groove pipa was famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and now I want to come...... I'm afraid it's not as good as Miss Red Sleeves! ”

Nima!

This sycophant is a bit shameless, the good sound law after the Great Zhou Dynasty of the Southern Tang Dynasty is clearly recorded in the historical books, but that was nearly a hundred years ago.

I'm afraid that no one in the world has ever heard the pipa played after the Great Zhou, how can he come to the conclusion that Yin Hongsleeve is not as good as Yin Hong's sleeves?

In order to cheer up, the Pomeranian smiled, and he was a little shameless. So much so that Xue Zong had to wonder, this guy was really Lu Yijian's son? With Lu Yijian's personality and the Lu family's family style, there shouldn't be such a faceless and skinless unscrupulous son!

If you accept it in full, then this Yin Hongsleeve is an ordinary fireworks woman who floats in fame and fortune, and there is nothing special.

Fortunately, Yin Hongsleeve was quite reasonable, and immediately got up and said after hearing this: "Lu Gongzi is serious, Hongsleeve will never dare to be it, how dare the little woman be compared with the Southern Tang Zhaohui." ”

Yes, it's kind of intellectual!

Lu Gongru also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and he laughed twice to cover up the past, and then said a beautiful word.

Yin Hongsleeve smiled politely, turned around to greet the others, and finally his eyes fell on Xue Zong, because at this time, only Xue Zong did not praise, did not speak, and did not even look at himself.

This is a rare occurrence and seems to have never been seen since the opening of the Lilac Pavilion.

At this moment, Yin Hongsleeve suddenly felt a little lost and unconfident, did his charm decline? The young men in Tokyo don't say that they fall under their pomegranate skirts, at least they all admire Youjia.

Especially the gentlemen who went to the Lilac Pavilion to come to the Lilac Pavilion have never had such a reaction, and they don't care about themselves like this.

Is it because your appearance is not beautiful enough? Or is the lute not playing well enough?

If it was someone else, Yin Hongsleeve might not care, but Xue Zong has the reputation of a talented man, and he does look different from ordinary gentlemen at this moment.

"Xue Gongzi, I wonder if the little woman's piano can still reach your ears?" Yin Hongsleeve asked softly.

"Ah, it's okay!" Suddenly asked, Xue Zong was slightly stunned at first, and hurriedly answered.

OK......

Yin Hongsleeve's face changed slightly, her performance has always been praised by others, which one is not good? These words are too common, and the words of heavenly fairy music are not unheard.

This is the first time I've heard the word "okay", what is "okay"? It's just a very good meaning, not good, it's just up to standard.

This......

Is Xue Zong's artistic accomplishment too high, or is it really bad to play it himself?

Yin Hongsleeve was still thinking about it, but Lu Gongru stood up first and asked: "Miss Redsleeve has extraordinary piano skills and beautiful music, but Brother Xue said that it is okay, so it is unavoidable...... It's a bit excessive. ”

Belch......

Xue Zong replied casually, but he didn't expect to be interpreted like this, except for Lu Gongru deliberately provoking trouble, it seems that it did cause some misunderstanding.

Alas! These people, just like some star-chasing brainless fans in later generations, can't tolerate others to say half a word about their idols.

That's it, Xue Zong sighed secretly, and in the spirit of calming things, he was ready to explain two sentences to cover up the past.

I didn't want Lu Gongru to take the lead: "Could it be that Brother Xue is not only outstanding in learning, but also a master of music and rhythm?" Why don't you play on the spot and let me see what you see?

Otherwise, this is a good word, but it is an insult to Miss Red Sleeves, and the friends present may not agree. ”

"Miss Red Sleeves is indeed extraordinary, but it's just ...... The sound of the piano speaks to people's hearts, and it pays attention to the sound and emotion......"

Lu Gongru interrupted Xue Zong's explanation very unceremoniously, and said loudly: "Don't cover it up, say that those useless ones have the ability to play on the spot, otherwise they will immediately nod to Miss Redsleeves and admit their mistakes." ”

"Lu Sanlang, you don't have to go too far." Gao Xingyun was the first to stand up to defend Xue Zong, although they were all holding Yin Hong's sleeves, but to bow their heads and apologize to a woman, especially a woman in the dust, it was absolutely impossible.

"It's just the truth, Brother Xue is open-mouthed, and Miss Light-Sleeved Red Sleeves is a fact." Lu Gongru's words were conclusive and aggressive.

Seeing this, Yin Hongsleeve seemed to have the intention of stepping forward to play a round, but before he could speak, he heard Xue Zong say calmly: "Is there an erhu?" ”

"Erhu? What's that? Shi Qingchun couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Well, that's it...... Such a thing, maybe it's called Huqin! Xue Zong described it in general, while gesturing.

"Childe is talking about Ji Qin?" Yin Hongsleeve asked softly.

"Uh......" Xue Zong didn't know what the ancient names of these instruments were, so he couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yin Hongsleeve gave an order, and someone immediately sent a jiqin, which was not much surprising to the erhu of later generations.

"If Miss Red Sleeves allows it, she will be ugly." Xue Zong said lightly and sat down with the erhu.

When Lu Gongru saw that Xue Zong agreed to the performance, he was slightly surprised and flustered, but thinking that Xue Zong was a civilian, how could he have any musical edification? I don't even know Ji Qin, let alone play the piano.

But......

After Xue Zong sat down, he pulled the strings slightly, and after adjusting the sound, the melodious erhu sound sounded in the Lilac Pavilion.

When he heard the first sound, Lu Gongru's face changed slightly, and so did Yin Hongsleeve on the side, his face was slightly condensed, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Xue Zong, already attracted by the sound of the piano.