"Girl, do you have a name for this song? Never heard of it before. ”

Beili stroked his beard, and there was a bit of interest in his cloudy but sturdy eyes.

There were many disasters in Kyushu, the people were killed, and many literati and writers indulged in lust and lust in frustration, and highly respected the art of opera.

Wen Chao's song was full of twists and turns, generous and frustrating, enough to make her popular among that group of literati.

This song is called "Dongfeng Zhi", and I am willing to borrow the east wind to help Qingyunzhi. It is composed by myself, and I have not borrowed from the works of famous artists, and you have not heard of it. ”

Wen Hao in the hall half hugged the pipa, and Shi Shiran bowed to the side.

Beili had a smile on his face and said in appreciation: "The good wind uses its strength to send me to Qingyun." Yes, the idea of this song is wonderful. ”

Many princes and grandsons also looked straight.

"Although the second princess is a woman, she has such great ambitions, and the song "Dongfeng Zhi" is really fascinating!"

"It's still her own music! Such talent at a young age...... Do you still have it when you grow up? ”

"You're not the best at music, but you can write down the score and I'll study it when I get back......"

The whispering voices in the hall continued, and Emperor Yan's face also improved.

He was also afraid that this daughter would do something embarrassing like Princess Zhao.

Looking at it now, she dares to make a head bird, which is indeed a bit of herself, at least she is amazingly talented in quyi.

"Goodness, reward."

Beili praised Wen Hao, and Emperor Yan waved his hand and directly gave a reward.

"The sons thank their father for the reward, and thank you for your love."

Wen Chao thanked Huang En, got up, turned his head and smiled at Wen Yao and said, "Eldest sister, it's your turn." ”

The bunny demon saw the provocation in her smile.

This "Dongfeng Chronicles" was created by the original owner, and the full version has never been played in front of people.

According to the nature of the original owner, he is ready to play at this banquet.

Wen Chao took the lead and bounced out with a beat.

And the proficiency is very high, apparently after a long period of practice.

Foresight of the future, or return to the past?

Wen Yao slowly took a bite of steamed chicken with mugwort pepper.

In order to prepare for the banquet, the royal family purchased mugwort pepper from outside the palace and spent a lot of silver taels.

If she hadn't witnessed the conversation between Jiang Ziyuan and Beili in her dream, she wouldn't have known that the money had been earned by the cubs.

Could Wen Chao also make a fortune from mugwort pepper?

She didn't care about being provoked by Wen Chao, but when she thought of Jiang Ziyuan, the rabbit demon was inexplicably a little annoyed.

She chewed the chicken in her mouth before she put down her chopsticks and stood up.

The girl's face did not show the incredulous and panicked expression that Wen Hao had imagined.

Wen Hao stole the original owner's tune, but she didn't plan to play the pipa at all.

"Angelica dahurica, pen and ink."

The girl glanced over, Bai Zhi nodded knowingly, and presented the pen and ink that had been prepared a long time ago.

"Eldest princess, this is going to ...... Paint? ”

"The eldest princess is still good at drawing? Could it be calligraphy? ”

……

The four arts of women in Kyushu have piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but there are many people who are good at the piano, and there are still a few people who are really good at calligraphy and painting.

There are still many women in the pipa family, but the famous calligraphy and painting in Kyushu are all men.

There was a lot of noise, and the girl who was being talked about just picked up the pen indifferently.

The length of the rice paper is not very large, but Wen Yao is petite, standing in the center, as if she is about to be swallowed by the paper.

With a wave of pen and ink, the voice in the hall became smaller and smaller.

The person sitting in the front row gradually held his breath.

"A picture of a banquet to celebrate the gathering of talented people from all countries."