Emperor Hongjia nodded with satisfaction and granted his request.

Lu Rongluo came to the competition venue, and he sat opposite Duan Feijing, who he had heard of Duan Feijing's piano skills and was his biggest opponent today.

The others he didn't care about at all.

He had studied Duan Feijing's piano skills before, and he was confident that he would be able to beat him today.

Lu Rongluo raised his hand and stroked the surface of the piano, and a hint of pride and smugness flashed in his eyes.

What if Lu Ronghuai takes a city, when he wins, he will tear off a piece of meat from the Six Kingdoms.

In the corner of his left eye, he caught a glimpse of a person sitting calmly, Lu Rongluo looked sideways, and Nie Siran nodded at him with a smile.

Lu Rongluo's pupils dilated slightly.

His fingers curled up and hooked the strings, which made a short note.

"Nie Gongzi also participates in the competition?"

Nie Siran nodded, and said casually: "If you are not good at playing the piano, you are just here to play." ”

Lu Rongluo breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

But he didn't really relax all in his heart.

Nie Siran's fame is too great, even if he has been studying in various places all these years and rarely returns to Yejing, it will not prevent his talent and reputation from reaching Yejing.

"The competition begins." The eunuch announced in a loud voice.

When it was Lu Rongluo's turn, he played an ancient song that he had carefully prepared, with certain skills and difficulty, and the tune was melodious, sometimes like the torrent of a deep valley, sometimes like the morning breeze.

After the song, there was warm applause around.

With a "ding" sound, a short chirp sounded, drawing everyone's attention over.

Nie Siran's fingers flew on the strings, and the simple movements were as smooth and beautiful as the clouds and clouds he did, and everyone was directly stunned for a while.

The sound of the piano is first raised and high-pitched, and then smoothly turned into a gloomy voice, like a whisper between lovers, each note with an indescribable lingering, listening to people's minds and hearts.

This is an ordinary folk song, Nie Siran's technique is peculiar, the piano skills are unique, and the ordinary music is played out with elegance.

In the end, Nie Siran won the first place.

He returned to his seat in the face of everyone's praise, and Lu Rongshen ran over and laughed down.

"Third brother, look at the expression of the second brother hahaha, Nie Gongzi won the competition, he was almost angry hahaha."

Lu Ronghuai's thin lips raised, "You are laughing too loudly, the queen is watching you." ”

“！！” Lu Rongshen immediately covered his mouth and hid behind Lu Ronghuai in a group.

Chu Yuan looked at Nie Siran and exclaimed: "Nie Gongzi's piano skills are really good, I haven't heard such a beautiful piano sound for a long time, it's really pleasant." ”

Nie Siran: "My father's piano skills are better, and when they return from their travels, invite the princess to come to the house to listen to the piano." ”

Chu Yuan smiled crookedly, "Okay." ”

Nie Siran saw that he was interested in the piano, and said gently: "If Princess Li wants to learn the piano, you can come to me in the future, and I will teach you." ”

Lu Ronghuai: "Are you a dead man when you are the king?" Is it your turn to teach? ”

Nie Siran looked at him amusedly, "Will the prince do it?" ”

Lu Ronghuai leaned on Chu Yuan's body as if he had no bones, his black eyes flashing with a dangerous light, "This king can hire the best musician to teach Ah Yuan." ”

Chu Yuan's eyes were filled with anticipation, "Really? ”

Lu Ronghuai was stunned and bowed his head, "Ah Yuan really wants to learn the piano?" ”

Chu Yuan nodded and lowered his long eyelashes, "The minister's queen mother plays the piano very well, but the minister was naughty when he was a child and didn't want to learn, and if he wanted to learn later, he couldn't learn it." ”

Lu Ronghuai hugged him, stroked his back with his big palm, and said distressedly: "It's okay, Ah Yuan can tell me anything he wants to learn in the future." ”

While the two were talking, the third chess competition was being held, and the prince was still participating, Nie Siran saw this, got up slowly, and fanned over.

Chu Yuan: "Didn't the prince say that Gongzi Nie doesn't like to participate in this kind of competition?" ”

How can he look at it, Nie Gongzi's competition is quite positive.

Lu Ronghuai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who knows what he thinks, he may be in a panic." ”

The result of the chess competition was not surprising, and Nie Siran won the first place again.

The prince's face turned black into charcoal.

"Hahahaha!"

Lu Rongshen laughed this time and covered his stomach and rolled on the group seat, but he rolled and bumped into a person.

"Huh?" He tilted his head up and met a pair of ice-blue eyes.

Lu Rongshen was stunned.

Bai Qingyu looked down at Lu Rongshen, and after a while, she said softly, "Eighth Highness, the courtiers have something to do and want to talk to you alone." ”

Lu Rongshen blushed, he immediately got up from the group seat, sorted out his clothes twice in a panic, and stumbled and said, "Okay, okay, where to talk?" ”

Bai Qingyu nodded at Lu Ronghuai, and then took Lu Rongshen away.

Chu Yuan watched the two of them go away, his little finger was pinched, rubbed all the way up from his fingertips, crispy and numb, he couldn't help but shrink his fingertips, and Lu Ronghuai's low laughter came from his ears.

"Worried about Hachi?"

"Hmm."

"It's okay, Bai Qingyu is measured."

Lu Ronghuai said and motioned for him to look at the other side.

"The painting competition is about to start, Ah Yuan is going to try it?"

Chu Yuan raised his eyes, "The prince wants the minister to go?" ”

"Well, I want everyone in the world to know how good my A-Yuan is."

"Also, if Ah Yuan wins, when the Ten Thousand Dynasties are over, I will take Ah Yuan out of Yejing, and let's go for a tour of the mountains and rivers."

He leaned into Chu Yuan's ear and blew into his cochlea, the hot air wrapped in itching hit him, and half of Chu Yuan's body went numb directly.

He rubbed his ears, and it took him a long time to react to what Lu Ronghuai had just said.

"The prince wants to take me out?"

"Well, so Ah Yuan has to behave well." He got up, pulled Chu Yuan up from the seat, and led him to the venue of the painting competition.

Along the way, the peach blossoms and pear blossoms were blown by the wind, and the rain blew all over the sky, and many pink and white petals fell on their black hair and shoulders.

The two of them are extraordinary, one is immortal, the other is cold and upright, and they are both wearing violet clothes today, just like the immortals who walked out of the painting, dazzling.

The crowd didn't know who let out an exclamation, so more and more people looked at them blatantly.

Su Ruhe was hidden in the crowd, he walked alone to a drawing board, picked up the pen, and drew the figure of Lu Ronghuai and Chu Yuan standing side by side.

Lu Ronghuai sent Chu Yuan to the venue and hooked his little finger, "Ah Yuan, don't forget our agreement." ”

"It's game on."

Nie Siran walked up to Nie Yanwen, pulled over the chair and sat down, "Grandfather." ”

Nie Yanwen was the chief examiner of this painting art, he sat there and closed his eyes to rest, and when he heard Nie Siran's voice, he didn't open his eyes.

"Enough of the limelight?"

Nie Siran chuckled softly: "Well, enough is enough." ”

"Hmph, don't think that the old man can't see that you are deliberately targeting the prince."

Nie Siran praised him, "Grandfather is wise, and Siran doesn't intend to hide it from you." ”

Nie Yanwen's eyelids opened a slit and looked at Chu Yuan, who was concentrating on painting in the field, "You are here to avenge Chu Yuan's child, it's too obvious, the prince and the queen are not fools." ”

Nie Siran said calmly: "Yes, so isn't my grandson here to find you." ”

"The old man won't clean up the mess for you, and solve the trouble by himself." Nie Yanwen showed no mercy.

Nie Siran's old god opened the folding fan while he was there, "Grandfather didn't stop his grandson when he came on the field, didn't he acquiesce in his grandson's approach, we are grasshoppers tied to a rope." ”

Nie Liwen had a headache and began to reach out to him, "The Wan Dynasty will be over, get out of here, don't stay in the capital and be angry with the old man, the old man is still happy to be idle alone." ”

Nie Siran achieved his goal, looked at Chu Yuan in the field of eyes, and happily returned to his seat.

Nie Liwen sat for half an hour, and the examiner collected all the paintings and placed them in front of the five judges.

Nie Liwen sat at the end, he was the final examiner for the final selection, and after the first four people had finished reviewing it, the three best paintings were presented to him.

"Nie Xiang, these three are the best paintings, please take a look."

Nie Liwen opened the first painting, the pine crane under the distant mountain and high stream, the lonely shadow of the breeze accompanied by dusk, an excellent picture of the pine crane.

"Flowing clouds and water, vivid."

He opened the second one, and painted a series of pavilions and palaces, scattered far and near.

"The penmanship is exquisite, and the form and spirit are both."

In the third, the scroll was spread out, and Nie Yanwen looked down for a long time, without saying a word.

"Nie Xiang, but what's the problem?"

Nie Liwen shook his head, he stretched out his hand to touch the painting, staring at the painting with bright eyes, and his voice was like a bell, revealing a generous and calm pride.

"The heart has a good heart, and the creation is silent."

"Good, good, good." He used three good words in a row to express his inner joy and praise.

"This painting is a well-deserved number one."

Everyone was tickled and curious by Nie Yanwen's evaluation, and they leaned forward to see the painting.

I saw that half of the mirage on the paper outlined the illusion of drunkenness, and half of the ruins depicted the tragic scene of starvation, placing the two worlds on one piece of paper, and the transition was extremely ingenious and natural, and the contradictions were harmoniously and remotely corresponding.

"This is the world, and this is the world." An old man who was almost old pointed to the two scenes on the painting, and his eyes were wet when he looked at it.

He raised his sleeve with trembling hands to wipe his tears, and the person next to him was also touched.

"Who painted this picture?"