They know very well the ability of their crown prince. If it is said that he will go into battle to kill the enemy, the prince may not have much certainty, if it is a competition for piano skills, on this continent, I am afraid that no one can surpass it.

This is also the reason why the prince of his family insisted on coming to Da Chu and competing with Da Chu, the prince just wanted to win Da Chu from the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and by the way, he collected intelligence in Da Chu and sent it to the army for use.

They all looked at Chu Mingyu with burning eyes, as if what Chu Mingyu was writing was Qin Fengwan's sale, body, and contract.

The contract was quickly written, and Murong Yan also stepped off the high platform, standing beside Qin Fengwan, waiting for this contract that would decide Qin Fengwan's fate.

He took the contract, read it, and smiled, "Hahahaha! …… Qin Fengwan, this is a contract personally written by His Royal Highness the Virtuous King, and if the two of us sign it, you will regret it!"

As he spoke, he took the brush and signed, and was so excited that he couldn't even hold the pen steadily.

Qin Feng glanced at it and whispered, "If anyone regrets it, who is a bastard!" If Prince Murong has confidence, he might as well write this sentence as well!"

Emperor Liu hurriedly closed his eyes, he knew that Qin Fengwan was arrogant and domineering, but he didn't expect Qin Fengwan to dare to say such a thing as a bastard.

When the people from Southern Xinjiang are gone, he has to teach Qin Feng well, and he can't let a good girl talk foul language, wouldn't that be insulting?

Chu Mingyu also glanced at it, isn't Qin Fengwan afraid that he will lose? Leaving no way back?

Rise from the ashes?

Chu Mingyu thought so, seeing that Qin Feng had signed the contract and exchanged contracts with Murong Yan.

Qin Fengwan got the contract, glanced at Murong Yan's name, signed his name next to him, dried the ink, folded it, and put it on the table in front of Emperor Liu.

"Teacher! This is Bianliang City in southern Xinjiang, you have to be optimistic, when you get Bianliang City, Feng Wan will take you to Bianliang City to watch the sunrise." Qin Fengwan smiled and glanced at Emperor Liu.

Emperor Liu opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the woman in front of him smiling lightly, and there was no state of imminent war at all, he sighed in his heart.

I don't know if Qin Fengwan is an ignorant and fearless, or if he is too confident in his piano skills.

He thinks it's the former.

Although Qin Feng is good at calligraphy and painting in the late piano, he may not be able to surpass Liu Yazi in his piano skills.

He smiled and nodded, he had to give Qin Fengwan confidence, and he couldn't pour cold water on Qin Fengwan.

"Feng Wan's piano skills, the old man knows in his heart, against others, the old man does not dare to guarantee victory, in the face of Prince Murong, Feng Wan only needs one hand, can make Prince Murong lose not a single hair left."

He remembered that there was a saying that he lost so much that he didn't even have his pants left, and he thought it was foul language, so he changed the word when he said it in front of Feng Wan, which was insulting to Sven.

Chu Mingyu blinked, when did the teacher also lie a lot?

He faced Qin Fengwan, "I wish my junior sister success, at that time, senior brother will be entangled with the travel expenses, and our students from Xinglin Academy will go to Bianjing City to live for a few days while studying."

Murong Yan also got the contract signed by Qin Feng in the evening, and added a sentence to it, if anyone repents, he will be a bastard of the turtle king!

The contract he signed had the words "Turtle King Bastard" written on it, and Qin Fengwan's contract had a tortoise drawn on it, and several circles were drawn on the back of the tortoise, representing the bastard.

He was in a hurry and wanted to tear up the contract, thinking that he would be able to take away the woman in front of him with the contract immediately, so he held back his anger, signed his name on the contract, put it away, and put it on his chest.

"Miss Qin, can we start?" He forced himself to suppress his anger and show his politeness.

Qin Fengwan nodded, said goodbye to Emperor Liu and Chu Mingyu, turned around and climbed the high platform, and sat in his original position.

Murong Yan then came over and sat opposite Qin Fengwan.

"In the first game, Hongu started first, and if you heard the music played by Hongu, you automatically joined in, if a quarter of an hour has passed, you haven't heard what kind of song Hongu played, even if you lose."

Murong Yan was proud in his heart

, In this game, he had already prepared a tune that was not available in this world, even if Qin Feng was smart in the evening, it was impossible for him to comprehend the true meaning of the tune and join him to play it in a quarter of an hour.

"If Feng is lucky enough to be able to play with Prince Murong, does Prince Murong mean that he has lost?" Qin Fengwan asked.

"In principle, if Miss Qin wins, in the second game, please ask Miss Qin to play it first, you can play the song you think you are best at, and this palace will join in within a quarter of an hour."

Murong Yan stared at Qin Fengwan, not knowing if he needed to say it again.

Qin Fengwan nodded and said, "Needless to say in the third game, the first two rounds are enough."

Seeing Qin Fengwan so arrogant, Murong Yan showed a faint smile.

Qin Fengwan has no one in his eyes and is arrogant, he can take the opportunity to take down Qin Fengwan, otherwise, an unruly woman like Qin Fengwan, a unique woman in this world, he really doesn't know how to submit her.

He pressed the passion in his chest and said, "You're welcome!"

"Zheng" !!

Murong Yan began to play, and the gentle and low sound of the piano, like a beautiful sound, echoed in the sky. It's like a drizzle hitting plantains, and it's silent from afar, but it's still in my ears when I'm up close.

Looking at Murong Yan again, he plucked with his hands, calmly and elegantly, and a fresh note flowed out from his fingertips, cool, through time and space, making people feel comfortable and unconsciously flowing out with the sound of the piano.

Just for a moment, there was only Murong Yan's piano sound in the piano room, and they were all immersed in Murong Yan's piano sound.

Those present have been immersed in the piano for several years or even decades, and when they heard Murong Yan's piano sound, they all unconsciously praised it silently.

This sound is comparable to that of nature.

Chu Mingyu studied under Emperor Liu, and the master and apprentice thought so.

They felt that if any of them sat in Qin Fengwan's seat, they would definitely not be able to join Murong Yan's piano sound.

They glanced at each other, all worried about Qin Fengwan.

Emperor Liu felt that he shouldn't have listened to Qin Fengwan, now it's okay, this song, he has lived a long time, he hasn't heard it, Qin Fengwan is a teenage girl, how can he know what Murong Yan is playing?

At this time, he could only watch as a quarter of an hour later, Qin Fengwan was taken away by Murong Yan.

How should he explain to Old Taijun Qin?

Chu Mingyu had already clenched his fists, and he was thinking in his heart whether he could leave all the people from the Southern Xinjiang Mission behind with his strength alone.

Although the people of the Southern Xinjiang Mission all came as literati, who did not have both civil and military skills, and even their martial arts attainments had long surpassed the status of literati.

Between the lightning and flint, Qin Feng started at night.