In the hearts of people who understand the rhythm of music, music is the medium that can best reveal people's mood, which is why there has been a saying since ancient times. Just because in the music, you can really feel a person's state of mind, or anger, or joy, or sadness, and so on.

And for people who don't know music, no matter how well a person plays, he plays the piano to the cow.

Chen Ping belonged to the latter, but even so, he could still feel all kinds of sourness in Lu Xuan'er's heart.

A song of He Jiangshan, slowly said, the charm, Chen Ping two lives, the mood is like a demon.

Yu Wenhua shook his head next to him, but he was very happy, and he was able to listen to Lu Xuan'er, the first Lingnan in the south of the Yangtze River, to play alone, which was a blessing that no one else could enjoy, at this time he was not listening to the piano music, but a kind of ** and enjoyment conquered under coercion.

Of course, he doesn't regard Chen Ping as a person, he is just a subordinate, and for Yu Wenhua, a subordinate has no rank and no status.

Lu Xuan'er sat there quietly stroking the piano, the sound of the piano is curling, the light tone is with the mind, it can be described as the fairy music in the world, she is already extraordinary, specializing in art, this piano sound is her closest and proudest ability. At this time, she was unwilling, but no matter how she said it, she was able to put it there, and the music she played was much more pleasant than those casual Hongchen women.

A song of fairy music, such as crying, smelling the heart, telling the flavors.

"How can Miss Xuan'er have a song and be sexless, and she has the courage to cheer up the girl without permission." Yu Wenhua laughed, then stood up and pulled out the long sword he was wearing!

Lu Xuan'er's piano tone paused slightly, sighed slightly, and the bitter meaning was fleeting, and only Chen Ping could see it.

Chen Ping already knew why Yu Wenhua asked her to sing, she would choose this song He Jiangshan.

The princess of Dali is to send the country to life, what are you singing for?

Chen Ping smiled bitterly, you are not very kind to me, why are you so humble to this Yu culture and so much.

Ancient women stroked the qin, men danced swords, this is not an ordinary relationship, it can not be messed up, otherwise the abrupt matter is small, and the reputation is damaged.

It's a pity that she gave orders to others, although she had all kinds of pain in her heart, but she couldn't complain, I have to say, it was really humiliating enough.

She is still in such a mood, and the music she plays shows her heart, thunder on the ground, and like a shower of rain and wind, falling down, the sound is in the ears, shocking.

The sound of the piano is mellow, like nine skies crossing, ethereal and silent, but sometimes galloping, sudden and slow, falling rocks and ups and downs for a while, unpredictable, can be described as the heavens and the earth are cloudless and prosperous.

Lu Xuan'er's song, suddenly contradictory, she wanted to be gentle and spend this time, but there was no one to complain about the sadness in her heart, grievances, sorrows, unwillingness, and anger all poured out together, under the irritability, how could she really casually play a perfunctory song, at that time, and the slow and sometimes crazy music, it can be seen that her inner monologue is actually like a boat in the roaring waves, if she wants to be docile, she can only let the waves roll up, and she can't do anything to row, and the unwillingness in her heart is completely expressed.

It's just that Nayu Culture is still playing treasure there, a sword and a sword are like a woman, and I don't know when I want to dance, so I can see Lu Xuan'er even more irritable.

Don't you want me to follow your sword back and forth and I can't play it slowly, my piano is obviously fast, you are still so slow, my heart's will, your sword is ruthless, how can you share me?

I could only hear a melodious and tactful singing voice.

"Lan out of the empty valley, no one is self-congratulatory, not a ghost, who will be with him."

Chen Ping's face changed suddenly, this little girl is a little bolder, you are playing He Jiangshan, what are you singing. Mingli can't speak, so he mocks in the song that he can't find the sound, if he lets Yu Wenhua hear it, wouldn't he be unhappy. This Lu Xuan'er is obviously afraid of this Yu culture, otherwise he would not be at his mercy like this.

Yu Wenhua shook his head, as if he didn't hear the meaning, but just followed the sword dance to cheer up. In Lu Xuan'er's eyes, this Yu culture is self-selling and boasting, integrating into her own world, completely ignoring her piano music and falling rocks, but Lu Xuan'er has no way, the sword dance is mainly the qin, supplemented by the sword, let her follow Yu Wenhua and take her time, where can she do it, this He Jiangshan is full of anger and despair played, the song ** fell into the rocks and ups and downs, but Yu culture and sword dance alone, never integrated into the slightest feeling, on the contrary, it is happy, how can there be any god and form compatible.

This Yu culture and literature are extraordinary, but it doesn't seem to be much of a good way for qin music, so it's no wonder that this little girl is not happy. If you have a little ability and are willing to cooperate, how can Lu Xuan'er be unwilling, and she will not bluntly say that it is difficult to find a bosom friend to mock this Yu culture.

Sad and desperate and magnificent atmosphere of a song He Jiangshan, Yu culture and joy in it, and there is no blood shock.

Chen Ping, as a bystander, is much more thorough, looking at the expressions and movements of the two, he knows it well. One is unwilling to take the bait, and the other is forced to sell melons, these two seem to outsiders to play the piano well and dance the sword well, but unfortunately the rhythm and feelings are completely different, and one of them has not yet felt that he is entertaining himself.

This Lu Xuan'er didn't know what was going on, she was so afraid of this Yu culture, and the cattiness between them was really unfathomable. To say that Lu Xuan'er is afraid of the eldest prince may be understandable, what is the reason for being afraid of Yu culture?

Isn't it just a small champion, is it still a tiger? In the previous life, according to Chen Ping's understanding, that Yu Wenhua and indeed a generation of heroes, born as a military general, but in this life, looking at this situation, this Yu Wenhua and just a little Xiucai who can write, at most is a silver spear candle head, which is useless.

I'm really confused.

Suddenly, a cold wind struck.

Chen Ping's body shook suddenly, and when he raised his eyes, he was instantly frightened.

I saw that at this moment, Yu Wenhua actually came with a sword and stabbed at him with a sword!

Chen Ping only had time to see the cold light on the blade clearly, and before he could feel the chill of the sword qi, he heard a dingdong!

Diagonally next to him, he pulled up a sword, which was able to block the sword of Yu Wenhua.

Chen Ping had a cold sweat on his forehead, he had a target drawn on his face, does anyone like to stab a sword.

Lu Xuan'er held a long sword in her hand to stop Yu Wenhua, her expression was cold, and she said in a deep voice: "What does Yuwen Gongzi mean?" ”

Yu Wenhua glanced at Chen Ping lightly, withdrew the long sword, and said coldly: "You are really interesting, you are so comfortable watching from the side, do you look down on your young lady's piano skills, or look down on my son's sword dance?" ”

Lu Xuan'er frowned slightly.

Chen Ping secretly said in his heart that it was not good, this Yu Wenhe, I am afraid that he saw the disdain in his eyes just now. Although this is the case, Yu Wenhua and Lu Xuan'er's cooperation is not satisfactory, but how to say that his identity is always a subordinate of Lu Xuan'er. He will definitely make him unhappy.

I just didn't expect to stab myself to death with a sword.

Chen Ping said in a low voice: "Yuwen Gongzi is strict, my young lady's piano skills are extraordinary, Yuwen Gongzi is a dragon and phoenix, the cooperation between the two of you can be called a match made in heaven." ”

Yu Wenhua said lightly: "Yes, why can't I see what you mean." ”

Lao Tzu is indeed talking nonsense with people's mouths, but I can't really let you know that I look down on you, isn't that unpleasant for me? You have a sword, but I don't have a sword!

"Yuwen Gongzi, he didn't mean that, why should you bother with him." Lu Xuan'er gritted her teeth, feeling that Chen Ping was willing to stay, and she didn't have to face Yu Wenhua alone, seeing Chen Ping suffering at this moment, she could only speak out in desperation. It's just that I don't know how to be annoyed in my heart, this kid is enough, you despise shì and despise shì and be seen by others.

But it also shows how narrow-minded this Yu culture and mind are.

"No, no, no, I just saw what he meant." Yu Wenhua shook his head, stared at Chen Ping tightly, and said softly: "Your young lady is a talented and beautiful woman, as her subordinate, you must have some skills, otherwise you will be a tea and water servant, Miss Lu is much better than you to find any one, right?" ”

What do you say...... It's better to serve tea and water than you are a wolf with ambition.

Chen Ping grinned and said: "There is a little bit of ability, my young lady is proficient in piano, music, calligraphy and painting, I have heard and seen, and I have also obtained some standards, but I am not as good as Yuwen Gongzi." ”

Lu Xuan'er was shocked, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, staring at Chen Ping's eyes, flickering.

Yu Wenhua's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "That being the case, why don't you let Miss Lu play a song, you and her song are compatible, I also want to see how much ability a subordinate next to Miss Lu has, and can despise me on the side." ”

Without waiting for Lu Xuan'er to speak, Chen Ping smiled faintly and said: "Yuwen Gongzi said this, if that kid doesn't appreciate his face, he will look down on Yuwen Gongzi, but I don't mean to despise Yuwen Gongzi in my heart, and I hope that Yuwen Gongzi will not be contemptuous." ”

Well, don't be self-light, but you must know how to be self-respecting, there are too many self-righteous people, but unfortunately most of them died miserably, what's wrong with the champion, Lao Tzu was also the champion in his last life...... Top student in the college entrance examination!

"Yes." Yu Wenhua flashed a touch of coldness in the depths of his eyes, looked at Lu Xuan'er, and said softly: "Miss Lu, you seem to have won your heart, if you have a heart, why not let him try." ”

Lu Xuan'er sighed secretly in her heart, why is this person so unmemorable, just look at it from the side, but she wants to show her face to this Yu culture and catch it, this is not asking for hardship, knowing that I can't disobey this person's mind, I still have to find myself unhappy.

Lu Xuan'er glanced at Chen Ping, sighed, and said, "Since you have a heart, I will play a song on the qin." ”

She was a little worried in her heart, although this Chen Ping is a scholar next to the prince, but the prince is a straw bag, and the one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to ink is black, so if the prince doesn't study well, you will not be a little scholar who has been by his side for ten years, how many talents can you have, right?

But this guy is so swearing, he is bound to think about competing with Yu Wenhua, what does this person think, I don't know if he offended Yu Wenhua, there is no good fruit to eat, he will always know your identity in the future, you are not adding to your own blockage in the future?

Lu Xuan'er's eyebrows became more and more worried, she was actually afraid of this Yu culture, and even more so than the great prince......

But soon Lu Xuan'er thought of Chen Ping's observation and logical thinking that were different from ordinary people, which can be reflected in the matter of Gonggong Zhang, maybe he really has some ability?