Everyone looked at Ye Jiao with strange eyes, but Ye Jiao blinked innocently, and said confusedly: "Isn't the piano I played good?" After speaking, he lowered his head in frustration and walked back to his seat aggrievedly.

In the past, most of the nobles who participated in the banquet sat on the side, and the small portal came out to sit on the side, and today the men and women held a banquet together, so that the noblewomen and the small portal naturally sat together, and they were arranged by someone with a heart, Ye Jiao sat in the position of contact with the small portal women.

This appearance made everyone not know what to say, as if you abused our ears, but it seemed that we said something about you.

Lu Yunbao, who was sitting on top of Ye Jiao, said timidly with a dodgy gaze: "Ye Jiao plays very well, everyone says yes." ”

Everyone rolled their eyes speechlessly, knowing that you are friends, but don't be ignorant of your conscience! We are not blind, but looking at the cowardly eyes, the noble girl felt that Ye Jiao was threatening her with something, and seeing her frightened and helpless expression, she was thinking about something in her heart.

Leng Shiyi glanced at Ye Jiao strangely, how did she think that Ye Jiao did it on purpose, but it was too hateful, if she came here to inform her, and didn't treat her as a friend, she was still flattering her with enthusiasm just now, heh, woman, I don't believe her anymore, a woman's mouth is a deceitful ghost.

"Really? If it's good, I'll do another song. Ye Jiao seemed to take it seriously, eager to try and prepare to get up, that recognized appearance made the nobles dispel Ye Jiao's deliberate thoughts, or the taste or the formula, pretentious.

Everyone subconsciously ignored Ye Jiao's fierce stroke just now, the terrifying sound.

Or they don't want to believe that their hands are high and their eyes are low, and the ignorant Ye Jiao suddenly became smart, and they would pit them without a trace, and they couldn't attack yet.

"No need, Miss Ye San sit down!" Shi Ruoqiong stiffly pulled out a smile and said politely.

"Ye San, if you still have self-knowledge, don't harm our ears, at your level, the dead have been brought back to life by you, and they are unpleasant to death."

Wei Yanling said angrily, she doesn't have so many scruples, she is engaged, and she is afraid of any reputation.

What's more, her father is still a household secretary, what can this Ye Jiao do to her with a small ordinary magnate, and she doesn't have the patience to take care of this Ye San's glass heart when she takes care of her own behavior and speech.

Ye Jiao looked hurt and sad, her lips trembled, and she choked up with a trembling voice: "Is it really that ugly?" I tried very hard, but I didn't expect to let ...... Let everyone ......", tears slid down from the white porcelain-like face like pearls that had fallen off.

It's coming, this ceramic-like heart, it can't be broken, as soon as it is broken, it feels like everyone bullying her, this good banquet was cried by her like this, and she was very frustrated.

Shi Ruoqiong glared at Wei Yanling with a headache and told her to shut up, the atmosphere of this festive banquet had become so embarrassing, she regretted it a lot! Why did you invite this frustrated Ye San over, you shouldn't listen to the princess's pouting, you see, you still cry and cry despite all precautions, just like crying and mourning.

The men's seat also looked at each other and looked at each other innocently.

Gu Yuheng calmly fiddled with the tassels on the jade pendant, slightly hooking the corners of his lips, as if he had heard something interesting.

pinched her palm slightly, and Ye Jiao, whose tears flowed down her cheeks, shivered inexplicably, as if she was being targeted by some ancient fierce beast.

Delusion! How did she think that this place was gloomy, her face was full of pear blossoms and rain, but there was no loss and sadness in her eyes, but her bones were spinning, and she was smart, and she secretly skimmed around.

Catching a glimpse of Leng Shiyi's inquiring gaze, she smiled at her secretly.

Leng Shiyi snorted coldly when she understood, she knew that this Ye San was restless, and she was still worried, this white-eyed wolf, the shameless Bichi, and I would be a ghost if I worried about her.

Shi Ruoqiong took a lot of reassurance to calm Ye Jiao's tears.

The princess made up her mind at this time, she would never let Ye Jiao come out again, come again, whether to hold this banquet in the future, if she let her mother-in-law not even run this banquet, she would underestimate her.

The princess came out and said a few words to appease everyone and let everyone continue.

He also asked the luthier to come up and play music for everyone and clean some of the injured ears.

In this faint sandalwood, gently smearing and twisting slowly, the beautiful melody flowing out from the fingertips, let the noble girl and noble son enjoy the gentle closing of the eyes, and the contrast with Ye Jiao, it is simply a fairy sound, I have never felt that the music played by this ordinary pianist is so good, like a trickle, light smoke and mist.

As if washing the soul, the terrifying sound just now was washed away, and the whole person was transparent.

Slowly, everyone began to meditate and think about it in this atmosphere, painting with pen and ink, all of them were silent, and they vaguely heard whispered conversations, quiet and harmonious.

Compared with the quiet of the woman's thoughts, the man on the screen is much more lively, mixed with Hong Yilin's disdain for a group of nerdy messes.

Time is limited to a pillar of incense, Ye Jiao eats the pastries quietly, sweet and delicious between the teeth, not tired at all, but melts in the mouth, soft and tender, this Wangfu pastry is different, compared with Yefu's, it is like the difference between a five-star hotel and a snack on the street.

After a pillar of incense, all the poems were collected, the works were exchanged between men and women, and finally fifteen works were evaluated, and thirty people were put together, and finally everyone selected twenty from the thirty people to form a poetry club.

It's fair to say that.

As soon as the work was handed to the male guest, the male guest's work was also handed over, and the person present to evaluate the quality of the work was Murong Shilan, compared to Ye Xiao, she fell into the wind of one step, but Ye Xiao did not go to the banquet today, so she could only rank Murong Shilan under the qi to taste, her fame and talent were there, and she was overwhelmed by everyone, so she was naturally qualified to judge the good or bad, even though the noble girl and a group of people were unwilling, no one stood up to refute it, and a stack of poems was handed to Murong Shilan's hands.

She just read the first article on it, and heard Shu Yinlin's voice coming from the male guest, "The works selected by our mid-class people, I'm afraid it will also make everyone unconvinced, it just so happens that Lord Gu is a guest in the house today, how about Lord Gu make a conclusion." ”

Who doesn't know Master Gu?

The rise of the Hanmen champion Lang, talented eight buckets, rich five cars, even three yuan, more than 20 years old to become the youngest three-grade official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, deeply favored, was appointed as the prince's teacher, but also as a servant of the Ministry of Officials, upright, not flattering the powerful, but also the top of the Great Zhou Dynasty famous talent.

I can't ask for such a thing, and today there is such an opportunity in Ning Wangfu, how can it not be exciting.