Text Chapter 143 Showing Talents
The four of them were talking and laughing in a low voice, Lu Feng poked his head out of the verandah next to him, stretched his neck and looked around, Shui Yan saw it at a glance, hurriedly walked to the window, and raised his hand to greet him, Lu Feng was full of joy and wanted to jump over the verandah railing, his hand pressed on the railing and retracted back, and he took a few steps along the verandah into the warm pavilion, stretched his arms and shouted: "You really know how to pick a place!" Hide in such a good place! I searched for a long time to find it! Mr. Liang hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Lu Feng's mouth: "Don't scream!" Tap! β
"You don't look at it either! How close is it to the Great Warm Pavilion! How did you get out? Li Xiaoqi asked with a frown, Lu Feng nodded again and again, Mr. Liang let go of him, turned around and sat on the chair, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, Lu Feng straightened his clothes, looked at Li Xiaoqi shook his head proudly, and said in a suppressed voice: "I just said that there are internal urgency, people have three urgency, this is a helpless thing!" And it came out. "Mr. Liang doesn't care about Lu Feng's words, he has learned all the things that Lu Feng has done that are a hundred times more absurd than this, compared to that, this imperial urine escape is not worth mentioning, it is really nothing. Shui Yan and Shui Yan were stunned by Lu Feng's words, Shui Yan was better, and Shui Yan was so stunned that he even forgot to see the ceremony.
Li Xiaoqi glared at Lu Feng, wanted to reprimand, glanced at the stunned water, swallowed back the words in his mouth, walked to the window with a smile on the stove, looked at the movement of the big warm pavilion, looked at the scenery in a good way, Lu Feng leaned over, scratched the outside with his hand, and said with a smile: "Ahead, look at the white expanse, it is a lake, frozen, snow, it will be like this, I heard that the third lady of the Guo family will play the piano later, saying what is the treasure score of whom, let's listen to it later." β
Shui Yan also shook the folding fan, turned his head to look around and said with a smile: "If it's summer, it's best to listen to the piano through the sound of water, I don't know where to go at this time." Li Xiaoqi nodded at a two-story building with green windows and green tiles and half-open windows in front of him: "If I put it there, it's best there." β
Shui Li and Mr. Liang also stood over, looking at the green window building indicated by Li Xiaoyi, the small building is located on low ground, and the second floor is just a few feet lower than the Great Warm Pavilion. β
Before a few people spoke, there was a crisp sound of the piano in the small building, and then a string of ding-dong piano sounds poured out lively, Li Xiaoqi listened attentively, this Guo Sanniang is known as the unparalleled piano skills, unparalleled may not be, but outstanding must be extremely outstanding, at least among the nobles of this Kaiping Mansion, it is unparalleled, listening to this piano sound, it is a serious hard practice. The sound of the piano came out, and there was silence around immediately, Lu Feng listened for a moment, pursed his lips and wanted to speak, looked at Li Xiaoqi who was listening to the piano intently, and then turned his head to look at the people who were also listening intently, thought about it, swallowed it back, stood beside Li Xiaoqi with his hands behind his back, and turned his head around listening to the piano.
After a while, the sound of the piano lingered and went down, and at the end of the song, Lu Feng pointed to Xiaolou, and was about to comment to his heart's content, when the big warm pavilion in front of him sounded a roaring applause, and blasted Lu Feng's comments back, the applause was sandwiched between the loud admiration, clapping applause and one after another 'wonderful' sound, Mr. Liang nodded and whispered: "It is indeed extremely rare!" Rare! β
"It's so rare!" Shui Yan clapped his palms with a folding fan, and followed up and praised seriously, Shui Yan held a hand behind his back, dangled the folding fan, and looked at the big warm pavilion, as if he hadn't heard the praise of the two, Li Xiaoqi exhaled, nodded and praised: "Sure it's good, it's really good, it's good." Lu Feng looked at the three of them hesitantly and muttered: "The fingering is good, but there is a little less aura, Xiao Wu, I will teach you to play the piano when you go back, you will definitely be able to play better than her after learning for half a year!" β
"Then I don't have to, I still like people to play it to me." Li Xiaoqi replied with a smile, Mr. Liang raised his eyebrows high, wanted to laugh and endured it, Shui Yan laughed so much that his shoulders twitched, and he whispered intermittently while laughing: "My β’β’β’β’β’β’ is the same as you, let's listen to β’β’β’β’β’β’ and listen to the piano." Shui Li's face turned his head to look at Li Xiaoqi a few times, turned his head, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, shaking the folding fan and looking at Xiaolou, Lu Feng couldn't stop laughing, he didn't dare to laugh out loud, he stomped his feet while laughing, and patted Shui Yan's shoulder and said, "How can you be the same?" Don't you know how to play the flute? Someday find a good place for you to stand and blow it to us! β
Shui Yan was about to block back, Dongping leaned out half of his body from the verandah, saw everyone, and ran into the small warm pavilion with a few steps on his face full of smiles, waved at everyone, and said with a smile: "I'm going to join the poem, please come over." Saying that, turning around and letting everyone, Mr. Liang was busy letting Shui Li, Shui Li was not polite, and took the lead in hurriing towards the Great Warm Pavilion, several people quietly entered the Great Warm Pavilion, Shui Li stood behind Su Ziyi, Su Ziyi turned his head and whispered a few words to him, Mr. Liang and Li Xiaoqi and others stood still not far behind Su Zicheng, Su Zicheng turned to look at the four of them, his eyes stopped on Lu Feng, Lu Feng was staring at Lu Hua with the corner of his eye, subconsciously moved back, twisted his head and pretended not to see Lu Hua's stare, Li Xiaoqi quietly moved forward, approached Mr. Liang and asked in a low voice, "Does everyone want to connect?" β
"Not necessarily." Mr. Liang paused, motioned to several cabinet ministers who were gearing up with his eyes, and said in a low voice: "You can't grab it slowly, this is a good opportunity for the emperor to show his talents." Li Xiaoqi let out a low 'um', and with a bottom in his heart, he pursed his lips and smiled and stopped talking. Shui Yan turned his head to look at Li Xiaoyi, leaned towards her, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Liang is a poet, let's rely on him to win glory and support the faΓ§ade." Li Xiaoqi glanced at Su Zicheng instantly, the corners of Shui Yan's mouth twitched down, and his voice was almost inaudible: "He is good at fighting and killing people, but not in poetry." Li Xiaoqi raised one eyebrow, and slowly fell, looking at Shui Yan, Shui Yan hurriedly waved his hand: "I can't do it either!" Lu Feng leaned over and asked, "What?" What do you say? β
"Can you write poetry?" Li Xiaoqi turned his head to look at Lu Feng and asked, Lu Feng hurriedly retracted his head and shook it again and again: "Don't look for me for this!" As he spoke, he took two steps back and retreated behind Li Xiaoyi, Li Xiaoqi took two steps back silently, Shui Yan aimed at the two of them, and also retreated, and the three of them tacitly shrank back, just waiting to see the talented people show their talents.
The left and right prime ministers, the six Shangshu, the Hanlin bachelors, the Guo family, etc., admired the beautiful scenery, said auspicious words such as Ruixue Zhaofeng Year, and occasionally praised the unparalleled piano art in the world just now, and kept flattering Today's grand event is rare and rare, extremely rare, this is the emperor's incomparable wise leadership, and then someone proposed to write poems to remember this unparalleled event, the emperor nodded with a gentle smile, twisted his beard, turned his head to look at Guo Minrui and smiled: "The three girls are good at poetry, today's good snow, there must be good sentences, Let her give her a song too! β
Guo Rui thanked him with a modest face: "The emperor has won the award, but she just knows that the emperor and queen love her, this is the blessing of the three girls, and it is also the blessing of the Guo family." Guo Minrui was humble here, Guo Nefang had already signaled the attendant to rush over to the small building to pass the word. The small servants around the warm pavilion have moved quickly to put out a long table under the window, spread the good jade paper, grind the ink, and retreat to the side, a few Hanlin bachelors, Guo family Qingke, and a few Guo children walked to the front, carrying a pen, twisting their eyebrows and thinking hard, a few Hanlin bachelors carrying a pen and thinking hard, but their eyes were looking at the door from time to time, Li Xiaoqi pursed his lips and smiled, Lu Feng saw Li Xiaoqi looking at a few Hanlin bachelors pursing his lips and laughing, leaned over and bit his ear and said: "Pretend, this poem must have been prepared eight hundred years earlier, No matter how good it is, I don't dare to rob the third lady of the Guo family first! Xiao Wu, let me tell you, Guo Niangzi's piano playing is really not very good, not even half of my sister-in-law! I don't know what this poem is written yet, anyway, this Beiping person, who knows a mediocre person, dares to say that he makes a poem! β
Li Xiaoqi listened to Lu Feng biting his ears and whispering, while looking around, seeing that he didn't alarm anyone, he looked at Lu Feng and asked in a low voice, "Your sister-in-law loves you as much as your mother, right?" β
"Well, that's!" Lu Feng replied smugly, reacted immediately after speaking, and hurriedly explained: "My sister-in-law is really much better at playing the piano than her, you will know when you hear it later." Li Xiaoqi smiled and didn't answer again, Shui Yan leaned over and said with a smile: "Seventh Sister also plays the piano very well, but she plays the piano just to entertain herself, and she is too lazy to pay attention to these false names." Li Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows, smiled and didn't speak, Shui Yan didn't like the Guo family, but it was common sense, Lu Feng actually had an attitude towards Guo Sanniang, who was a little unfigured out, and I had to ask him later.
The three of them were talking and laughing, a small guy rushed in with a roll of golden chestnut paper, and first presented the paper to Guo Nefang, Guo Nefang took it and respectfully handed it to Guo Minhui, Guo Minrui took it, and gently unfolded it in front of the emperor, the emperor twisted his beard and nodded his head again and again, and told Guo Nefang with a smile: "Nefang read it to everyone." Guo Nefang respectfully and simply agreed, carefully took the golden chestnut paper from Guo Minrui's hand, Guo Neyu hurriedly stepped forward to help Guo Nefang, the two held the paper high, Guo Nefang read aloud: "I am ordered to give snow poems: Guanglou is as bright as powder, and the screen is suspicious; Pan willow flying flocculent, makeup plum pieces of flowers. There was silence in the warm pavilion for a moment, as if everyone was savoring this poem carefully, carefully, and for a moment, the right prime minister applauded and exclaimed: "Good poem!" Good poetry! "The previous 'good poem' of the right prime minister has just fallen, and the latter 'good poem' has been drowned in a shout of praise.
Shui Yan read it in a low voice, turned his head to look at Li Xiaoqi and said with a smile: "It's also rare." Lu Feng pursed his lips, Li Xiaoqi didn't know what he was thinking, he laughed sullenly, turned his head to look at the two of them and whispered: "I don't know poetry, this poem is written about this heavy snow, right?" When it comes to writing about snow, I remember a poem and think it's still a good poem. β