Chapter Eighty-Six: Spiritual Power Fuqin
It's numb, it's really numb!
Wen Tiantian opened her mouth, of course she couldn't say that she couldn't do anything in front of so many people, that would be too embarrassing!
But the fact is that she really doesn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she can't get any talent. If you really want to say it, she also sang birthday songs to her friends in KTV when she was in college, but it was limited to such children's songs, and she really didn't know anything else.
Fang Qiuyan also looked at her, and then looked back and said, "The princess is unwell today and can't dance, this king has thanked Zhang Qinshi for the princess's kindness." β
The eyes around her suddenly gave birth to a little disappointment and disdain, which of the women who are high-ranking officials and dignitaries will not have any specialties? Either dancing or playing the piano and singing, you can more or less have one or two talents that you can master. And Wen Tiantian was born in a commoner, the conditions are not good, and he has no ability, what else can he rely on to win the favor of Prince Fang? The answer is obvious.
"Lord Wang, since everyone is so happy today, how can I sweep everyone's interest because of me?"
Get out! It's really not good to memorize a few ancient poems, but 300 Tang poems can always work, right? At least it won't make people look down on her!
Wen Tiantian stood up, took off her cloak and handed it to the servant girl serving on the side, turned around and smiled at him, and walked down the steps to the stage generously.
Standing on the stage and looking at him from a distance, seeing him looking at himself worriedly, Wen Tiantian exhaled a sigh of relief and dissipated the apprehension in her heart, and learned to perform before The woman Ying Ying bowed to her.
"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. The concubine is willing to dedicate this song to the soldiers who defended the country in the southern and northern wars, and hoped that everyone could work together with the prince to protect my territory and protect the peace of the world. β
After that, under the amazed gaze of everyone, Wen Tiantian sat down in the seat of the violinist, and followed his example and stroked his hands on the strings.
What if you won't? That's all that has been said for this, let's bite the bullet.
Mobilize the spiritual power in your body, and draw a trace and inject it into the tips of your fingers. Wen Tiantian silently recited the tune in her heart, and her fingers involuntarily began to pluck the strings.
The melodious and magnificent sound of the piano flowed out, and Wen Tiantian was only surprised for a moment, and then immediately returned to his senses and focused all his attention on the guqin.
Q: How many steps does it take from a novice to a god?
Correct answer: Two steps. First, mobilize spiritual power, and then, bounce.
It's that simple!
Wen Tiantian became more and more bold as she played, and began to chant while looking for the music.
"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad. Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing. When will the courtiers perish...... To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. β
Fang Qiuyan watched her play and sing quietly, and the scene of the war between the two countries came to mind. How can these dignitaries who have stayed in the court all the year round enjoy the privileged life brought by their fine clothes and food and power position, how can they understand the hardships of marching and fighting?
They led the battle on the front lines, always fearing that their temporary laxity would lead to the rout of the whole army, damage the mountains and rivers, and plunge the people behind them into battle. These young people who stepped on the battlefield were all full of blood, even if they died in a foreign land, they were all to preserve the majesty of the dynasty and protect their homeland.
The provocative Dongsheng Kingdom, the unscrupulous sorcerers, and the 50,000 soldiers who died innocently pressed on his heart like mountains. The hatred of the country and the family will be avenged, and he will definitely "drive a long car and step through the lack of Heshan", so that the day when the enemy abroad will pay for his blood debts and blood is not far away!
Wen Tiantian's tunes are indeed inferior to the former in terms of playing and singing skills, but the advantage lies in the selection of new songs. In her song, you can't see the sadness and sorrow of the boudoir woman at all, but more of the fighting spirit of reorganizing the rivers and mountains to wash away the old shame.
Such a military music struck the hearts of all the generals present, but it made some civilian officials who opposed the use of swords and guns dissatisfied. There are upright people who have a bad complexion, and there are also people who are active and have active minds and secretly speculate about Fang Qiuyan's deep meaning in combination with Wen Tiantian's identity.
The crusade against Dongsheng is inevitable, and the regent has obviously made up his mind.
After the song was played, Wen Tiantian slowly withdrew his hand after dropping the last note, and got up to meet his gaze.
"Lord Wang, the concubine knows the regrets in your heart. If you are willing to fight again, I will give you all my support, and I believe that you and all the soldiers will live up to the expectations of the world and return triumphantly. β
She believes. Fang Qiuyan, who experienced such pain and suffering, did not escape, but chose to return to the capital again, train diligently, and be strict with himself.
Such Fang Qiuyan will not lose!
After speaking, Fang Guijun, who was sitting at the bottom, was already in tears. Once upon a time, she also supported her husband in this way, her husband and son went to the front, she took care of the housework with her heart, took care of the palace up and down, never said a word of worry, but she always stood with them at home.
Time has passed, the two sons have gone to the battlefield for the court to kill the enemy, and the once high-spirited husband has also made loess, but Fang Guijun has never regretted it. They are not only serving the imperial court, but also working hard for the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment, and such efforts and sacrifices are worth it.
Many military attachΓ©s in the audience stood up and applauded to pay tribute to this young woman.
Fang Qiuyan got up from the chair and walked down the steps step by step to her side.
"The husband will live up to the expectations of the government and the opposition, and also live up to the expectations of the mother. In the future, the war will be victorious and triumphant. β
His words rang loudly, and the officials present who were dissatisfied with the battle immediately lost their minds. Fight, fight, who let a warlike prince come to power!
Wen Tiantian put her fleshy little hand on the palm he raised, and there was endless affection between the two.
Helping his wife down the steps, Fang Qiuyan returned to her seat without squinting.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the hour is almost up. The imperial dining room has prepared a dinner, and the queen mother ordered the king to invite everyone to Meixiang Pavilion for dinner. β
He held Wen Tiantian's slender waist with one hand, and made a gesture of invitation with the other, and his polite attitude was not at all like a domineering ruling prince, but showed the elegant temperament of a noble son.
Everyone also watched the play, the melon seeds and peanuts were also eaten, and seeing that it was getting late, it was also time to eat, so they got up and retreated, and walked out of the hall in groups of three or two.
Fang Qiuyan carefully helped her put on her cloak and didn't say anything more.
Wen Tiantian knew that the song he sang just now aroused his heart, so he didn't say much, just walked quietly beside him and accompanied him silently.
The two were just about to go out, when a little eunuch hurriedly came from outside, whispered a few words in Fang Qiuyan's ear, and then retreated.
"Jiang Simo is here." Qiu Yan turned his head sideways and explained to her, "I saw Qian Shiyue when you were sleeping, and I asked her for someone, as long as Jiang Simo agrees, he will be our doorman in the future." β
"What do you want Jiang Simo to do? Could it be, looking for someone to beat him? Wen Tiantian was surprised.
These two men inexplicably don't deal with each other, obviously when they stand together, they look like they have a similar aura, which is very pleasing to the eye, but every time they meet, they will face each other because of some strange things.
Well, it's all because of her that the two will go toe-to-toe.
Fang Qiuyan glanced at her: "I thought, but I can't beat it." β
Big truth!
Wen Tiantian rolled her eyes speechlessly, "I'll accompany you to take a look, don't really fight at that time, it's you who suffer." β
Jiang Simo is obviously a person who knows magic and has spiritual powers, but fortunately, from the standpoint, he should also be an opponent of evil magicians, and Wen Tiantian vaguely feels that Jiang Simo seems to be not only opposed, he can even be said to be eradicating evil magicians.
The two did not go to the dinner party, and went to the side hall of the guests together.
Entering the door, Jiang Simo was already standing in the hall waiting, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking on his cold face.
Qiu Yan waved his subordinates away, and there were only three of them left in the side hall, so Jiang Simo didn't do superficial work such as saluting and greeting him, and said directly to the point: "You invited me here to eliminate the evil magicians, right?" β
"It is worthy of Mr. Jiang, which is exactly what I mean. Sir, please take a seat, it's still early, let's talk slowly. Fang Qiuyan hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled knowingly.
A few people sat down, Wen Tiantian was very curious, and couldn't help but speak first.
"Jiang Gongzi, what's the matter with your voice transmission technique? Can you teach me? Can I learn it? β
Seeing the little girl asking him excitedly, Jiang Simo nodded: "Yes, but this is not in a hurry, there is still a lot to learn, not only these furs." What I want to ask now is Lord Fang, what are your plans to invite me to come? β
Fang Qiuyan said lightly: "This Wang just talked to Miss Shiyue, she said that as long as you want, you can leave Nianying Academy and join me, she has no opinion on her side." So, what about you, willing? β
The two of them spoke very directly, and for some reason Fang Qiuyan didn't have a tactful attitude in front of Jiang Simo, and even saved greetings, and talked about business when they came up.
Jiang Simo was also a neat person, he didn't drink any tea, and replied coldly: "I don't want to." β
The atmosphere froze instantly, Wen Tiantian looked here and there, and then sniffed and stared at his tea bowl seriously. The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and they ignore the men's conversation.
"You should have heard about the things in the southeast, this king will leave tomorrow, if you agree, you can go along, after all, Tiantian will go with me, you will not rest assured of her."
Jiang Simo's gaze fell on Wen Tiantian again, and he pondered for a while before saying, "I'm afraid the prince has misunderstood, I have never been a doorman, and I only work in the academy to make some money to make a living." As for Miss Wen, I just couldn't bear her being eaten by her own spiritual power or getting out of control and causing a catastrophe, so I mentioned a few words. She can't leave the capital, and she has nothing to do with me. β
"If there is nothing else to do, I will take my leave."
Jiang Simo didn't give any affection, and he was about to leave before he could say a word. Fang Qiuyan snorted coldly: "The root cause of the Southeast Locust Plague is evil magic, and you should have received the news from your subordinates." Anyway, sooner or later, why not go together? β
He just wants to win Jiang Simo's peers!
He has no good way to deal with the sorcerers for the time being, and only by letting Jiang Simo go with him can Wen Tiantian's safety be guaranteed when the sorcerers are infested.
"You're well-informed." Seeing Fang Qiuyan's resolute attitude, Jiang Simo sighed for a moment and was relieved: "That's it, for Miss Wen's sake, I'll accompany you on a trip." But you can't afford to accept my guest, this trip is just a cooperative relationship, and other miscellaneous matters have nothing to do with me, and I never do anything for the court. β
Jiang Simo seemed to have something to do, so he was ready to get up and say goodbye after a few words.
Fang Qiuyan also noticed this, and said meaningfully: "If you don't get involved in the government and don't do things for others, you really don't look like a person who walks the world." β
People will have their own livelihood in the world, and Jiang Simo gives people the feeling that he is a person who uses his identity as a teacher to cover up other things, he always has his own things to be busy with, and he also has his own unknown purpose.
Jiang Simo turned his back to the two of them, and his voice was still as cold as frost, "There are too many people in the world, and there is no shortage of me." β
"Miss Wen, take care of yourself when you go to the southeast."
After saying that, he walked to the door, Fang Qiuyan suddenly thought of something, waved his hand and threw a small golden ball towards him, Jiang Simo took it sideways, didn't say anything, and his pale blue back disappeared into the shadowy corridor.
The conversation between the two reversed too quickly, and Wen Tiantian couldn't interject back and forth, and in the end, she didn't understand what "take care" meant.
Looking sideways at Qiu Yan, he found that he was looking thoughtfully at the direction in which Jiang Simo disappeared outside the door.
"What are you thinking?"
Stretching out his hand and shaking it in front of his eyes, Fang Qiuyan came back to his senses and sighed, "It's nothing, I just think that Ye Shiyuan must have someone else by his side, he may know more about the southeast disaster than us, and he has already started to deal with it before me." β
"Isn't that a good thing? It shows that Jiang Gongzi is concerned about evil arts. Wen Tiantian thought very simply, and didn't think about why he paid so much attention to the evil magician.
Fang Qiuyan took her hand, her expression calm as water.
"Tiantian, I feel that Jiang Simo may be of the same origin as you."