Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Competition
At this time, a young man stood up, his eyes were full of excitement, and he bowed his hand to Yu Sheman on the second floor: "Miss Yu, in Xia Liuping, I am fortunate to have a discussion with the girl, I don't know what kind of topic the girl came up with?"
Yu Sheman looked the man up and down, nodded and said, "Childe must be a person who practices martial arts, and please try it with the little girl." β
When the young man heard this, he chuckled, his eyes were irrepressible ecstasy, obviously he was very confident in his martial arts, and said loudly: "Miss Yu, don't worry, I will definitely pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and I won't be too embarrassed for the girl." β
Yu Sheman on the second floor had a sneer on the corner of her mouth, a sarcasm crossed her eyes, she opened her arms and jumped down from the second floor, her purple long sleeves were spread, like a trampling butterfly, landing lightly, and there was a cheer among the crowd.
At this time, several women playing the piano in the center of the first floor had retreated, the venue was vacant, the two stood on both sides, the young man clenched his fists, and the whistling fist wind protected the important parts of his body, putting on a broad and profound martial arts posture, obviously this young man should have a good martial arts foundation.
And Yu Sheman didn't even raise her eyelids, she moved lightly, slowly walked to the center of the field, raised her slender hand slightly, and pointed her green jade fingers directly at the young man, and then everyone only saw a purple fragrant wind blowing in front of them, and then they heard a muffled snort. Everyone followed the voice, and the young man had unconsciously fallen to a nearby wooden door, and he was still facing the groundγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
Yu Sheman's soft voice sounded slowly: "This son, I'm sorry, you lost." β
Everyone looked at each other, and one of them muttered below: "This Liu Ping heard that it has a lot to do with Qi Hou's Mansion, but he learned martial arts from the deputy general under Qi Houye, and he can't do a single trick under Miss Yu, this Miss Yu is really amazing." β
With the first one, the next three sons stepped forward to challenge, either civil or martial, but they lost to Yu Sheman without accident. And when Yu Sheman turned her eyes to this side, Zhu Mei turned her head to look at Nian Nian.
Nian Nian got up with a smile and shook the folding fan in her hand, looking dashing, she deliberately thickened her voice, bowed her hand to Yu Sheman slightly, and then jumped in front of Yu Sheman in the envious eyes of everyone.
"I don't know what I want to try with the little girl?" asked Yu Sheman softly.
"I want to test the tone with you. Nian Nian smiled and took out a bamboo flute with a whole green body from his arms, "If the girl can match my rhythm, then I lose, how about it?"
Yu Sheman glanced at Nian Nian in surprise, and then nodded slightly, and immediately a maid took a whole ink-colored guqin, which reflected a deep light, obviously a good qin. Yu Sheman spread her sleeves on the floor and sat down.
The quiet and tactful flute sound slowly flowed out from the lips and teeth, as if pouring a moonlight, a young man dressed in white lowered his eyes slightly, and the high and low voices dragged the thoughts of everyone present, falling into a deep forest of green bamboo swaying, as if the natural fragrance of dew between the bamboo was between the noses.
At the same time, the sound of the piano swayed, Yu Sheman's right hand moved slightly, and the scattered sound broke out of the piano, and the pure sound was like a mountain stream and a clear spring, merging into the vast sea of flute sound. Then she pressed the strings smoothly with her left hand, and the ethereal overtones vibrated in the space, and also quietly shook in everyone's chest, its sound was far away, revealing a sense of loneliness, the two voices met in the sky, hovering each other, everyone was silent, as if immersed in this slight silence.
Suddenly, the flute pitched up, and the tune accelerated suddenly, and Zhu Mei's eyes moved slightly, her curled eyelashes trembled silently, and her hands were secretly clenched. The sound of the flute seems to turn into an emerald green vine writhing uneasily in the air, and if the flute is pouring cool moonlight at the beginning, it is now a violent storm, which makes people feel the thick uneasiness in it. And Yu Sheman was also caught off guard by this sudden tone, and in her busy time, she glanced at Nian Nian and also noticed the latter's mood changes.
Fortunately, this period of time is not long, and the mood gradually stabilizes year by year, and the tone gradually calms out. The flute sound seems to have entered another stage, more distant and long, as if telling endless lovesickness, at this time the tone has been pressed very low, as if someone is standing in the middle of the vast lake and whimpering, which is indescribable helplessness and longing, and finally turned into a churning lake, rippling in the whole space.
Looking at the people in the hall, more than half of them hid their faces and wept in the sound of the flute, and Zhu Mei couldn't help but sigh lightly in her heart, saying that she was incomprehensible in the center of her heart, and she herself was not. It's obvious that lovesickness is unbearable, but he blindly avoids it, why is it that he embarrasses himself this time.
The flute ends in a melodious trill, and the sound of the piano comes to an abrupt halt. There was not a single sound in the entire hall, and after a while, Yu Sheman stood up gently, bent his knees to Nian Nian, and woke everyone up in a soft voice: "This son's voice is extraordinary, Sheman's skills are not as good as others, I lost." β
Nian Nian Hui smiled lightly, her clear eyes were slightly tired at the moment, her expression was sorrowful, and she was not happy at all that she had won the competition, only Zhu Mei knew what she was thinking in her heart at this moment, but she didn't say anything.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that tonight's competition is won by this son, according to the previous rules, please ask this son to go upstairs and talk to Miss Yu. β
All the sons looked at them with envious expressions, stayed for a while, and finally reluctantly left. Soon only a few people remained in the hall.
And among these people, there is a middle-aged man whose eyes have not left since he appeared to compete with Yu Sheman every year.
"Big brother, what are you looking at, don't you leave?" A young man beside him frowned and covered his chest, obviously the first son to compete with Yu Sheman in martial arts.
"Ping'er, look at the boy in white, do you think he looks familiar?"
Liu Ping frowned and looked over impatiently, muttering: "Familiar? Anyway, I don't know, damn it's really back tonight, I didn't expect this Yu girl's martial arts skills to be so high, I wouldn't be the first to appear if I knew it, and I didn't have to make people see jokes." β
Liu Ping's eldest brother glanced at him obliquely, "Hmph, it's good to let you suffer a little loss, so that you kid always feels that he is the best in the world in martial arts." After that, he stared straight at Nian Nian again, "Strange, where have you seen it?"
Liu Ping snorted softly, "They seem to be the three sons of the imperial capital who are quite famous in the imperial capital these days, cut, aren't they just three little white faces, what's rare." I don't even bother to look at this kind of person. Big brother, don't think about it, we just rushed back from the big north, and we passed by poor and remote places along the way, and all the people we dealt with were rough men, when have you seen these little white faces?"
"North, by the way!" The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly brightened, and a picture slowly emerged from his mind, only to see him mutter: "Is that soγ»γ»γ»γ»γ» why are they here?"
"What are they?" Liu Ping was a little confused, had he really seen it? Liu Ping looked over again, and said to such a handsome son, if he had seen it, he should not be impressed at all.
At this moment, the eyes of the middle-aged man are more determined, if he does not dare to recognize people for some reason, but there are some that he will not forget, such as the ethereal and natural amazing temperament of the two in his memory, such as the faint golden notch on the forehead of one of them, like a golden lightning bolt across the dark night sky, dazzling and dazzling. The pictures overlapped, and the middle-aged man squinted his eyes slightly, "Ping'er, do you remember that your master said that there were two mysterious women in Qihou's Mansion?"
Liu Ping scratched his head and nodded: "Yes, Master said that Hou Ye Qi is going around to investigate the news of these two people, but what's the matter? We have seen these two girls?"
The middle-aged man glanced at him helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was really a guy who couldn't support the wall, "Tomorrow, go and invite your master to come over, and say that I have something important to ask him to come over." β
"Oh. Liu Ping agreed sullenly, and then slowly left with the middle-aged man.