In the cheers of everyone, the drunkard offered the guqin, everyone gave up their positions, and Zhao Hong sat down behind the piano table.

The guqin is seven strings, elegant and dignified, antique, but it seems to be a little fatty.

What to play?

Zhao Hong put his fingers on the piano and contemplated.

"Jiguo Gong, will you be able to? Isn't it all a concubine? ”

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.

This Jeguo Gong is just a squish, and what he plays is just a beautiful sound, what can he listen to.

"Jiguo Gong, is there a new song? Those old and worn, don't take them out and show them ugly! ”

Wei Jinyu also echoed Yang Yi, I don't know if it is a woman singing with her husband?

Zhao Hong raised his head, looked at Wei Jinyu, who was not arrogant, and Yang Yi, who looked disdainful, and took his gaze back.

It's not good!

This Yang Yi, whose skin is as white as snow and has a graceful posture, is the coldness in his eyes, which makes people unhappy.

The court is wide and everyone is watching, he can't let these gentlemen be humiliated.

The tunes flashed in his mind one by one, and Zhao Hong quickly had an idea.

"Jiguo Gong, will you ...... or not?"

Before Wei Jinyu's words were finished, the sound of the piano had already sounded.

The sound of the piano was crisp and chic and happy, and everyone was shocked and listened carefully.

It seemed to have a special charm, and when everyone was surprised, Zhao Hong sang along with the sound of the piano.

Canghai laughed

The tide on both sides of the strait

The ups and downs follow the waves, only remember the present day

The sky is laughing, and the tide is in the world

God knows who loses and who wins

The rivers and mountains are smiling and the rain is far away

…………”

The sound of the piano, the heroic singing, the happy rivers and lakes, Zhao Hong plays, it seems to be his own life, his own life perception.

His parents were frugal and spent so much money for him to practice, did they let him play for these guys?

Parents raised themselves such a waste!

Zhao Hong's eyes were unconsciously wet.

The entire "Cuiyun Pavilion" was silent, and everyone looked at Zhao Hong and listened carefully.

Unconsciously, the door and window of "Cuiyun Pavilion" were full of spectators who came to listen, and everyone was holding their breath and panting.

"The breeze laughs and makes it lonely

There is still a night photo left of pride

Cangsheng laughs no longer lonely

Pride is still smiling infatuately

......"

Zhao Hong cleaned up his emotions and played slowly, his chest was full of pride, and the whole person was also heroic.

On weekdays, there are flies and dogs, trivial and trivial things, which make people tired, and only in the sound of the piano can you get a moment of peace of mind.

At the end of the song, the cheers were like a tide, accompanied by whistles and strange screams, Zhao Hong was sweating profusely, stood up, and bowed to the audience.

Playing the piano is as much physical work as fighting.

"Your Highness's song and words, I am full of pride, and I really want to fight in the field!"

Young Jiang Wanzai's eyes lit up, and his excitement was beyond words.

"Originally, I was still a little worried, but after listening to His Highness's song, the whole person suddenly brightened! Good songs, good words! ”

Wu Wenying shook his head slightly, his eyes gloomy.

"The aftermath lingers, and it doesn't stop for three days! Three days long! ”

Hu Mengyu was amazed and shook his head again and again.

Jiguo Gong Zhao Hong, Qu Gao and widow, no wonder people are jealous.

There is still a night photo left!

It can be seen from the words that Zhao Hong's mind is not ordinarily broad.

The beautiful Yang Yi stared at Zhao Hong with a pair of black eyes, and her eyes were shocked.

How did he come up with such a generous and heroic song?

This prodigal, he didn't steal it, did he?

"Your Highness, what is the name of this piece of yours?"

Wu Wenying's heart palpitated, and she asked loudly.

Why does this song sound so sour?

Is this to persuade him to see all the prosperity, and finally it will be dull?

"Brother Wu, everyone, this song "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is to stay away from the hustle and bustle, make people chic and uninhibited, and live freely. Let everyone laugh. ”

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhao Hong said with a smile on his face.

"Laugh proudly! It's really good. One more song! ”

"Your Highness, one more song!"

The audience was not satisfied with the appreciation, and shouted one after another.

"Your Highness is tired, everyone is scattered!"

Hu Mengyu hurriedly came out to relieve Zhao Hong.

"Everyone, let's all disperse!"

The young Jiang Wanzai also hurried to thank Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong was sweating profusely and was smoky, so he shouldn't have the energy to play again.

"Ji Guogong, what are you doing "Smiling Proud Jianghu", it won't be plagiarism, right?"

In the midst of the excitement, Yang Yi said coldly.

Inside and outside the room, there was silence, and everyone's eyes were on Zhao Hong and Yang Yi.

"Yang Yi, little lady Yang, what is your intention in slandering Jiguo Gong like this?"

Hu Mengyu rose up indignantly and broke the silence.

"Why, whether what the Jeguo Gong did is true or not, whether it is plagiarism or not, you can't doubt it?"

Wei Jinyu was unceremoniously, drank a glass of wine, stood up, and was about to fight Hu Mengyu.

"Are you suspicious? You are insulting! ”

Although Hu Mengyu is a literati, he has a stubborn personality and is not afraid of Wei Jinyu, who is tall and weight.

"Mr. Hu, there is no need for this. I'm not afraid of insults. ”

Zhao Hong took a step forward and pulled Hu Mengyu back.

This upright middle-aged man, who is not afraid of the powerful, has opened his eyes today.

"Little lady Yang, how can I make you believe that I am not a fool of people?"

Zhao Hong looked at the male and female Yang beauty, and asked loudly.

Even if he asked him to play another song, he was not afraid.

"If Jiguo Gong can make a poem and write a poem, everyone here will be convinced. I believe that Jiguo Gong is not a person who deceives the world and steals fame! ”

was looked at by everyone, Yang Yi's face still did not change, and he was even a little proud.

"Jiguo Gong, as Yang Xiaoniang said, if you can give a poem, we believe that this "Smiling Proud Jianghu" was made by you!"

Wei Jinyu was on the side and echoed Yang Yi loudly.

"Writing poems in the hall, do you think His Royal Highness is Cao Zijian? Aren't you embarrassed Your Highness? ”

Tai student Jiang Wanli shook his head and said, I don't know whether he looks down on Zhao Hong's literary brilliance, or shouts grievances for Zhao Hong.

"Your Highness, you can ignore them!"

Jiang Wanzai said loudly, very dissatisfied with Yang Yi and Wei Jinyu's domineering.

If it weren't for the good-tempered organization of Zhenzhidao, and the upstart of the poetry world Wu Wenying, they wouldn't have joined in the excitement.

"Your Highness, why don't we go?"

Hu Mengyu stood up and was about to leave with a black face.

This Yang Yi and Wei Jinyu are simply arrogant and unreasonable, and they don't know what to say.

"Your Highness, don't care. Sit down and drink! ”

Mashi smiled wryly, trying to lighten the mood.

As for Wu Wenying, he sat on the side and drank slowly, silently, as if everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him.

"Everyone, don't be impatient!"

Zhao Hong's eyes swept to the snow-capped West Mountain outside the window, and suddenly had an idea.

"Bring a pen, and I'm going to write a poem below!"

These contempt made the little vanity in his heart completely aroused.

A dignified normal graduate, a few poems and songs, it is not difficult for him.

Everyone was stunned, just now chanting poetry and refusing, so playing the piano, will this be dancing and ink again?

Could it be that wine is intimidating?

"Bring up the pen and ink!"

Hu Mengyu was stunned, then shouted loudly with a smile on his face.

People who can play "a laugh in the sea" should have some hills and valleys in their chests. And looking at Zhao Hong's posture, he should be confident.

Wu Wenying also stood up and opened her eyes wide.

Hopefully, the prince will not disappoint and spoil the wall.

The pen and ink were presented, Hu Mengyu personally polished the ink, Zhao Hong picked up the pen, and walked the dragon and snake on the powder wall, with a wave.

Fortunately, he practiced calligraphy for a few more days when he was in school and teaching, otherwise, he would have been embarrassed today.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, looking inside and outside the Great Wall...... If you want to be higher than the heavenly test, you must have a sunny day......

Pity the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, slightly lose the literary style, the Tang Dynasty and Song ancestors, slightly inferior to the coquettish...... All the past, count the romantic characters, and look at the present! ”

Hu Mengyu read, his chest was like a huge blow, and he didn't move.

“…… The country is like a ...... This is so delicate that it has attracted countless heroes to compete ...... Bend your waist ......"

Majido muttered to himself, his lips and small body trembling.

The little beauty Yang Yi picked up the pen, ink and paper and copied it. Seeing her fingers trembling slightly, the shock in her heart can be imagined.

At this time, she couldn't care if Zhao Hong was a hungry wolf or a pervert among wolves.

The people in the pavilion were stunned, everyone looked at the words on the wall, carefully pondered, and was fascinated.

"The artistic conception of this word is far-reaching, the momentum is majestic, and the mind is broad, which is better than Xin Jiaxuan's "Breaking the Array", which is even better!"

Wu Wenying was shocked, praised and shook her head.

"The Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty are eloquent and strategic, and the Tang Sect and Song Ancestors are not as good as him as a prodigal, which is really arrogant!"

Wei Jinyu smiled coldly and shook his head disdainfully.

"I don't know, is it Zhang Guan Li Dai, a fish-eyed pearl?"

He said in his mouth, but his eyes looked at Yang Yi from time to time.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Yi snorted Wei Jinyu and continued to observe and experience.

"Your Highness, is the Genghis Khan in this word the Great Khan of the Tatars of the northern steppes?"

Wu Wenying asked curiously.

Is a leader on the grassland also worthy of a "generation of Tianjiao"?

"Brother Wu, don't underestimate this Mongolian Khan on the steppe, he uses troops in his life, it is difficult to seek defeat, even if it is a Jin person, he also avoids his edge and moves the capital south."

Zhao Hong shook his head and said, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

The Song people had almost no knowledge of the Mongol army, did not know the prosperity of the Mongol army, and did not have any sense of crisis.

It seems that he has to do something.

Immediately, Zhao Hong shook his head self-deprecatingly.

It's better to find a way, and first be able to pass the level of Shi Miyuan and Queen Yang and others.

Yang Yi carefully read the words and sentences copied down a few times, shook his head, still disdainful.

"I'm going to check it out and see if it was written by some celebrity?"

Yang Yi's muttering made Hu Mengyu's anger rise.

"Little lady Yang, what you just said doesn't count again?"

Yang Yi's face turned red, and he was speechless for a while, Wei Jinyu glared again, and he was stunned.

"What's wrong with not counting? What can you do? ”

"Wei Jinyu, are you a hooligan?"

Wu Wenying's face was pale, and she stood up for Hu Mengyu.

This masterpiece cannot be plagiarized by anyone except the author himself.

Wei Jinyu was about to resist the cow, but Yang Yi stopped him.

She herself is a little weak and doesn't want to annoy people anymore.

"You guys, all of them have a small look at people, and dogs look down on people. I'll write another song, so that you ordinary people can also open your eyes, don't underestimate the heroes of the world! ”

drank a little too much, and Zhao Hong's emotions and anger were also ignited by these squirts.

"Your Highness, I'll sharpen the ink for you!"

Hu Mengyu was stunned, then perked up and sharpened the ink himself.

Zhao Hong: This is going to make a big move.

Zhao Hong glanced at Wei Jinyu, his gaze swept over Yang Yi's body, snorted coldly, and walked over.

"The poetry world has been in the wind for thousands of years,

The soul of the soldier is gone, and the soul of the country is empty.

Concentrate tithes from military music,

The ancient man let go. ”

After Zhao Hong finished writing, he felt that the anger and anger in his chest seemed to have disappeared a lot.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it. The emperor was mediocre, treacherous, weak, and demoralized......

"The soul of the soldier is gone, and the soul of the country is empty", can it still be saved?

Talking about patriotic feelings with these gentlemen, I am really stupid.

"The soul of the soldier is gone, and the soul of the country is empty......"

Hu Mengyu's eyes were red unconsciously.

"The ancient man is letting go! Zhao Hong, aren't you saying that I don't have a good man in the Song Dynasty? ”

It was Wei Jinyu again, and he said it angrily.

"Wei Jinyu, you are a Niang shut up!"

True Zhidao, who has a weak personality, and Jiang Wanzai, who has an equally gentle personality, shouted angrily almost at the same time.

"True Zhidao, you ......"

Wei Jinyu's eyes were stunned, and he was about to attack, and when he saw Yang Yi also staring at him coldly, the whole audience glared angrily, and the words were stuck in his throat.

Zhao Hong is talking about the current situation of the Great Song Dynasty, the reading group is sluggish, and no one in the younger generation is willing to serve the country in the army, which is the trauma of the Great Song Dynasty.

If he plays tricks again, he will probably provoke the anger of the public.

In the crowd outside the pavilion, a young woman dressed as a man stopped to listen, dressed in a green satin dress graceful and luxurious, which made people's eyes shine.

She looked at the masterpieces on the wall, her mind echoing the tune played by Zhao Hong, and she muttered to herself.

"Count the romantic figures, but also look at the present day...... Only in the Southern Dynasties can there be such romantic figures! ”

Turning his gaze to Zhao Hong in the pavilion, he had already regained his smile and waved it again and again.

"Everyone, I can't drink enough, so I'm leaving."

"Your Highness, go slowly!"

Everyone sent each other off, and the woman couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this the lustful prince guy?

Does he still have such talent?

Xiangzi Yanqu, it seems that he really knows this.

When Zhao Hong came out, everyone was respectful and respectful, and made a way, and the woman in green also wanted to dodge, but Zhao Hong saw it at a glance.

"Little lady Yan, you are also here!"

When the two looked at each other, Zhao Hong couldn't help but be stunned, and then arched his hand.

Yan Chun couldn't dodge, so he had to give a salute.

"Your Highness, it's a good thing."

"Little lady Yan, are you here to find me, what's the difficulty?"

drank a lot of wine, and at present, Zhao Hong was a little fluttering for a while.

"Your Highness, I ...... Something else, I'll go first! ”

Everyone watched, Yan Chun was shy and unstoppable, and he fled as if flying.

Zhao Hong looked at the people around him, ignorant.

After a few words with Yan Chun, how do these people look at him like this?

"Your Highness, I beg you, hurry up and teach us to play this song!"

The singers came up and begged, and rushed to Zhao Hong's body, rubbing the oil without saying anything, and even pulling and pulling.

"Good, good!"

Zhao Hong struggled hard, pushed away the singers with great effort, and accidentally pushed several key points of several people, making several singers blush.

I wanted to refuse, but it was better to have to say yes.

"I'll teach you right away, but you have to have good wine and good food!"

The singer's life is not easy, and he can't bear to refuse.

Seeing Zhao Hong's back surrounded by the singers and leaving, Yang Yi felt inexplicably lost in his heart.

"This shameless womanizer!"

He is young and beautiful, and he is literary and charming, but in the eyes of this prodigal prince, he is worthless?

"Yang Yi, let's go to the West Lake to enjoy the snow and watch the plums?"

Wei Jinyu came over to Yang Yi's side, with a smile on his face.

"What Yang Yi, am I so familiar with you? Don't go! ”

Yang Yi shook his head impatiently, lowered his head and hurriedly left, without the arrogance he had just hauled.

Wei Jinyu looked at the pavilion again, and the singers and diners crowded in one after another, and began to copy and copy the masterpieces on the wall. And Hu Mengyu, Jiang Wanzai and others have also said goodbye.

Even his friend Majido left with a black face and quickly disappeared.

A good party made this useless nest a waste and made a mess of chicken feathers.