Chapter 61 Throwing bricks to attract jade, great shame

The willows on the south embankment shine on the water, and the shadow has never reached the heart of the wave.

The mirror pool of the Duke of Wei Mansion is very considerable, with a large area of clear waves. Even the Jinyang in early July can't fill it. It is this side of water that separates the front yard from the back house, the east and west houses, and the wing tower is located in the south embankment.

Although it is called "tower", in fact, there are two three-storey pavilions that are shoulder to shoulder, and there is a bridge between them. Between the east and west pavilions, they are only two feet apart. At this time, the attic is full of male and female guests, and the opposite wall carved folding door is put away. Therefore, although they sit in separate pavilions, the words and jokes are clearly audible, and the clothes are beautiful. The shadow is even more clearly visible.

It is the beginning of Shen, and the banquet has ended, and it has entered the stage of talents and beautiful women to show their talents. Therefore, some guests have moved here.

Most of the Langjun in the West Pavilion are teenagers who have not yet been married. For example, elders with families and children like Duke Wei will naturally not attend. Therefore, the chief sits two, three and four princes, one side is the Su Xun brothers who are the master, and on the other side are five, six and seven princes. The eight princes are actually old. Some are too small and not very interested in beautiful women. At this time, they are sitting on one side and playing backgammon with Qin Xiang's eldest grandson.

The position of Yu Yu, the son of the king of Chu, is also arranged in the first row, and Yu Zhou is naturally sitting with him.

At this time, the third prince was praising the Su Xun brothers who had just returned to the table: "Although silk and bamboo ensembles are common at palace banquets, the etiquette and music of the editor of the workshop are a little dull. After listening to it a lot, it is really a little boring. It is far less elegant as your brothers and sisters played today, and it is not festive. The son of the Duke of Wei is indeed Wenwu. Quan, this opening song is really unique and wonderful.

After saying that, I raised my glass to congratulate you.

Su Xing was modest and thanked him for his wine. Then he said, "Your Highness, I'm ashamed to accept it, but it's just my sisters' idea. How can you have such a clever mind."

This naturally made a group of Langjun's heart measure - which sister's idea was it? Naturally, it was difficult to ask. They all looked at the opposite East Pavilion from afar and searched in several pretty red sleeves around the eldest princess.

Yuzhou has been in a low mood because he found that beautiful scenery was annoyed with Xie Sanniang in the morning. Just now, he only focused on the beautiful scenery of stroking the piano. At this time, he saw her smiling face and presenting a cup of tea to the eldest princess from afar. She seemed to be saying something. He couldn't wait to take a few steps through the overpass in the middle and go there to have fun. Hearing Su Yu's words, he couldn't help blurting out: "The song was written by Mr. Wei. It must be the credit of the fifth sister to be so skillfully arranged."

"It's no wonder that Su Wuniang won the first place in the Fanglin banquet for two consecutive years, which naturally lives up to her reputation." Xiangfu Jin Qilang sat in the second row, but it happened that he was behind Yuzhou. At this time, he patted Yuzhou on the shoulder with a smile: "I heard that your childhood sweethearts are really enviable. Although Su Wuniang is still young, she can already see that she is a beautiful embryo at this time. Erlang will be blessed in the future."

He and Yu Zhou are classmates of Guozijian. They have their own friendship and speak casually. At this time, they lowered their voices as if no one heard them.

I didn't notice a faint glance from Yu, and his eyes were cold.

Yu Zhou smiled and looked back at Jin Qilang.

And in the East Pavilion, the scene is much more lively than here.

It's not just the young ladies, but all the ladies who have a daughter to marry will naturally not let go of this good opportunity to "choose a good son-in-law" and gather together. At this time, they are all around the ingenious opening song of compliments.

"The eldest princess is really blessed. Now her descendants are on their knees, and her two grandchildren are both literary and martial arts, and their granddaughters are also like flowers and jade."

"Just now, the song is elegant and festive. What is rare is that the grandchildren and daughters work together to celebrate your birthday together, which is really enviable."

"I really don't know why the eldest princess**. It's really eye-catching."

The eldest princess did not expect several juniors to play such a song together. She was very surprised. Hearing these words, her face was even more happy. In fact, she also knew that there were no grudges between several granddaughters, and there were always disputes. Er Niang was domineering, San Niang was heavy-hearted, Liu Niang was too lonely and arrogant, and Ba Niang was really cowardly. On the contrary, she has a somewhat old-fashioned temperament. Only the four women and the fifth women who are big are the most suitable, so she is also a little sad.

I don't want to have today's birthday, but these granddaughters can work together to interpret a song wonderfully. It can be seen that even if there are some contradictions, it is blood brothers. As they get older, the leisure and grudges of those daughters will inevitably become weaker and better and get along well with each other.

Family and everything is prosperous, which is the most cherished gift of the eldest princess.

Yijing sat with the eldest princess for a while and was pulled aside by Huang Jiangyue: "No wonder I asked you what you had prepared earlier, but you smiled and didn't answer. It turned out that your sisters had been premeditated, and even I was in the dark. Well, you are amazing. What should I do?"

In the previous life, Yijing and Huang Jiangyue played a song together.

At this time, the scenery had to pretend to be surprised: "What? What did you plan to do?"

"I originally wanted to play with you. Didn't we arrange a song "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun" in the past, just thinking that you would not refuse." Huang Jiangyue had a sad face.

It turns out that there are some customs that show talent at this aristocratic banquet. For example, each person can only play once. Whether it is a solo or cooperating with others, it is like a good view. Just now, he has been on the stage to play a song. If he plays with Huang Jiangyue again, even if the song is interpreted to the lingering sound, it will become a show. , admiring vanity, a practical and frivolous act.

"You know, that song is quite difficult. I don't dare to solo alone, but for a while..." Huang Jiangyue is anxious, but there are still people who add fuel to the fire--

"Look, the song "Qiongtai Banquet" just now shocked four people, which made our third princes unable to hold back. This is to stroke the piano to celebrate the birthday of our aunt and grandmother."

The young woman who spoke was wearing a beautiful phoenix robe, wearing a golden hairpin, and the pearl tassel shook, bright and shining. It was the crown concubine Zhen.

Yijing raised his eyes slightly and saw the third prince gently flirting with purple python clothes and sitting on the edge of the piano table. His eyes were smiling, like spring water. When he met her eyes unexpectedly, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Yijing hurried to see Yichen, but he saw Mrs. Kong, who was sitting with her grandmother, holding her hand. I don't know what she was talking about. At this time, Looking at the overpass, he just looked at it and sat down with his eyes down.

A song "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" came out smoothly, and the overtone was elegant. A blue rippled and smoky picture seemed to slowly unfold in the sunshine, attracting a group of little women' hearts and fascinated them. Looking at the prince in purple under the bright sun, their cheeks were slightly red and their eyes were confused. They opened their different minds, but became the last straw that crushed Huang Jiangyue.

She screamed in a low voice: "Well, I don't know what to do."

Blessing is not in the mood to comfort her best friend.

Da Damn it! In his previous life, because he was the leader of Fanglin Yan with Qi Niang, the opening song was an ensemble of the two of them. The song "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun" attracted everyone's praise. The third prince did not have the opportunity to show his piano skills. He didn't want to change the opening song because of her intention in this life, but let this evil get a good opportunity to open the screen in front of the eldest sister! At this time, the scenery forgot the original calculation for a moment, and only looked at Yichen tremblingly.

However, I saw that Yichen's eyes were just dignified, not like those little women, with a happy face.

Just now, the scenery sighed, and it was fortunate that the eldest sister was not good at playing the piano and did not love the piano music too much.

I couldn't help staring proudly at the evil man who was slightly closing a pair of phoenix eyes and being intoxicated - Your Highness the Third Prince, you are miscalculated. My parents and sister are not like those frivolous women, who are distracted by your song.

At the end of the song, there was silence, and a voice of admiration came from the West Pavilion. Some people attached their palms, and some people simply shouted, "The third prince's piano skills are outstanding, which has really increased our prestige for us. The beautiful women on the opposite side, you have to plan carefully and don't fall behind."

This is the letter of war.

And here, most of the little women have not recovered and are immersed in sadness.

The third prince is talented and born... Unfortunately, their status is too noble, and they are just Xiaoxiang.

Among them, the most depressed person is undoubtedly Sanniang. At such a moment, she hates the identity of a concubine more.

In these days, before entering the dream, he recalled the appearance of the third prince repeatedly, hoping to meet him in the dream... But even in the dream, he had never come... If there had been no encounter, he would not have talked to her so gently, and he had never left the sentence "the plain skirt is beautiful and green will" in a joke tone. In it, she closed the moon and was ashamed of a beautiful woman. She never looked back and smiled affectionately... She didn't dare to think about it. It was out of reach, beside him.

But all this clearly happened, and she felt the feelings from him.

But does it have to stop at the disparity in identity?

But Sanniang is Sanniang. Although she is sad, she has not let go of the opportunity to make things difficult for others.

She cleaned up her emotions and said to Huang Jiangyue with a smile, "Your Highness the third prince's skill is amazing. Unfortunately, the fifth sister is no longer easy to end. Fortunately, we still have A Yue. Last year, Lin Yanbiqin. You are the leader, and you should fight on the scene."

immediately attracted the echo of many noble women.

"Ayue doesn't have a burden. Even if she can't compare with the third prince, with your talent, it won't make us lose too much." Someone followed the cowardice.

Huang Jiangyue's little face turned pale and looked at the scenery sadly.

"Since the third prince stroked the piano, Mo Ruyue should respond with a pipa song." Only then did Ying remembered her plan and gave her advice with a smile: "Mr. Wei's "Hanjiang Yingyue" has not been circulated outside. The world has never heard of it. Fortunately, I have already taught you, and you are very proficient in playing it. That song is quite difficult, and it is a new song..."

Before the words were finished, Huang Jiangyue's eyes lit up.

Isn't it? Why should she be limited to the piano? In comparison, she has always been better at the lute. "Hanjiang Yingyue" is written by Wei Yuan, which is unheard of in the world. As long as she plays at her usual level, she will definitely win full applause.

At this moment, Luo got up generously and went up to the overpass with the pipa in his arms.

With a song, the Langjun of the West Pavilion was boiling, and the little women on the east side also felt their eyebrows.

Only Zhen Mo is very anxious.

She had already inquired about the prince of Wei's son's good kite and was ready to combine with a lute, causing the trend of "the sound of the piano" together. However, the Langjun of the Duke of Wei's mansion unexpectedly played an ingenious ensemble. If she joined with a pipa in her arms, it was really inexplicable and funny. What's more, Huang Jiangyue's song was amazing. If she played the pipa again. , I'm really not sure of winning.

If you touch the piano again, you can't compare with the third prince.

In fact, similar to banquet competition, winning or losing is really not so important, but Zhen Mo is competitive and has no purpose, so she is not willing to be robbed of the limelight.

In a hurry, I couldn't help complaining to Yijing: "Your idea relieved A Yue, but it made me in a dilemma. I don't care. You have to come up with an idea for me."

Yijing and so on are waiting for this sentence. The reason why she encouraged Jiang Yue to play the lute is to grab Zhen Mo's limelight. Even if Zhen Mo plays the lute later, it is difficult to cross Jiang Yue regardless of music or skill. Naturally, it will not attract the attention of her eldest brother, but if Zhen Mo is not willing to be over the limelight...

The girl rubbed her eyebrows, and her beautiful face was full of guilt: "Sister Mo, I really don't know that you are also preparing a pipa song."

It's not easy for Zhen Mo to be angry with Yijing, so she had to smile reluctantly: "I think that you and Ayue are outstanding, and I dare not compare with you, so I just prepared a lute." Unexpectedly, an accident happened and killed another third prince. At this time, it was not good to change to Yaoqin, but there was no way out for a while.

Ying frowned for a while, as if she had racked her brains to think. Her eyes swayed on the musical instrument placed under the west wall and suddenly lit up: "I don't know who mentioned it last time. Will my sister play Yang Qin?"

When Yang Qin was Emperor Taizong, he passed down from Persia to Dalong's musical instruments. There were few people in the world. The noble women saw musicians playing this rare thing at the palace banquet, and a few people were curious. They bought them from Hu Shang and asked musicians to teach them. Yijing remembered that Zhen Mo seemed to be rude, and she remembered more that Yuzhou's sister Anhui, In order to be amazing, she practiced carefully for a long time. In her previous life, at her grandmother's birthday banquet, she won a lot of applause with her skillful Yangqin music.

Zhen Mo seemed to be extremely hesitant: "I haven't learned it for a long time, and I really don't dare to show my honor in public."

Yingjing quickly said, "Yangqin has been introduced to Dalong, but few people have been familiar with it for decades, but compared with Yaoqin and zither, it is better than the fuller and brighter tone. The solo is not thin and novel and interesting. Since my sister has learned it, why not open our eyes?"

Zhen Mo thought for a while and felt that this was reasonable. Among other things, noble women who know Yang Qin were rare, and they were not afraid of being overwhelmed by others.

The princess also seemed to notice Zhen Mo's embarrassment and approached her intentions. After listening to the two people's words, she immediately made up her mind and pulled her aside and whispered: "A Jing's proposal is very good. This is better than talent. It's just a lively and interesting thing. Thinking about today, everyone is only preparing for the habit. Well, you might as well not look for a strange path. If the sword goes away, it will definitely attract the attention of the Prince of Wei.

At this time, another man over there stroked the kite, and it was time for the ladies of Dongge to play.

Zhen Mo immediately chose Yang Qin without hesitation.

The beautiful scenery was so neat that she glanced at An Hui, who was gossiping with Princess Pingle - she really changed her face, and a pair of apricot eyes stared round, and she couldn't wait to frustrate Zhen Mo's bones and ashes.

An Hui said that she was the daughter of a clan. She had a noble status and disdained to be with the daughter of Xun Gui and the daughter of the family. She only talked with Princess Pingle and several daughter of the clan. Of course, she did not pay attention to the words of Yijing and Zhen Mo.

She has been married. Naturally, she attaches importance to major occasions where she shows her talents, especially the birthday banquet of the eldest princess. In order to choose a good match, she has carefully prepared Yang Qin, which is not skilled by everyone. Originally, how could she think of killing Zhen Mo halfway?

What's more, Zhen Mo is already 17 years old, and she is a potential opponent of An Hui.

It was not until she heard that Yang Qin was not more skilled than herself that An Hui was relieved, and the fierceness in her eyes turned into contempt.

But the end of the song of Zhen Si Niang also attracted a lot of praise.

"I just heard the musician play this Western organ at the palace banquet, and I don't expect Zhen's four daughters to have such skills." There are Langjuns attached to the palms.

When Zhen Mofu was in his body, his bright eyes raised slightly, accurately capturing the upright posture and handsome face of the son of Duke Wei. He was nod slightly and seemed to appreciate it. Zhen Mo was suddenly happy and happy. He held the corners of his lips and smiled brightly.

But when he turned around, he saw Yu Anhui coming from the East Pavilion, and a hibiscus silk flower on his temples was gorgeous, and his charming eyes glanced along the delicate bridge of his nose.

Zhen Mo secretly said that it was not good, but she didn't expect what would happen next.

An Hui smiled and said, "Thank you, Amo, for throwing bricks and attracting jade."

What? Throw bricks to attract jade!

For a while, the teenagers in the West Pavilion who were not present were all boiling.

Yi Jing saw that the Crown Princess and Mrs. Zhen turned pale and couldn't help lamenting. She thought of the ending and didn't expect the process. Sister Anhui was really... strong beyond imagination.

The old princess didn't seem to understand what was going on in front of her, and said to the eldest princess sideways, "An Hui has been preparing carefully for a long time, waiting for you to celebrate your birthday today. This piano is more festive than the usual kite."

Xie secretly cried bitterly and smiled with the crown princess: "An Hui is spoiled by my concubine, it's really..."

Before the crown princess spoke, Mrs. Zhen snorted coldly: "A Huigui is the daughter of the clan. Compared with her, my fourth mother is naturally a brick."

Little Xie was choked by these words and was suddenly a little unwilling. She simply turned around and ignored the Zhen family's mother and daughter.

What's wrong with the princess? At present, the prince has not ascended the throne. There is still two words to say whether he can become a queen in the future.

While talking, An Hui had already sat down in front of the piano, holding the bamboo, and pounding it. It turned out to be the General Order.

When she returned to the banquet, Zhen Mo's face was already pale. Naturally, she could hear that An Hui's skills were more than twice as high as herself, and then thought of the sentence of throwing bricks to attract jade...

Today is really a great shame!

At the other end of the West Pavilion, the Langjuns were excited, and the applause and boiling admiration. These fell in Zhen Mo's ears, more like silver needles, which stimulated her to leave the table angrily. Fortunately, the crown princess squeezed her palm tightly and whispered, "Don't tighten your face and fall down. This is more than just a play. Le, what can you decide? With my sister planning for you, you can't run away from the position of the wife of the prince of Wei. Yu Anhui is frivolous and domineering. How can the eldest princess like her? What do you care about her?

Zhen Mo just restrained her anger, closed her eyes slightly, and tried to make herself smile like a flower: "I didn't expect Ah Hui to play Yang Qin so skillfully. I really threw bricks to attract jade."

There was no embarrassment and calmly admitted defeat.

The eldest princess couldn't help noding slightly.

Bingjing is not worried. After all, today's calculations are nothing more than to avoid the eldest brother falling in love with Zhen Si. In the current situation, her purpose has been achieved.

There is no sound of the piano and no skill to shock the four people. The eldest brother will not have a deep image of Zhen Sidang.

As for the next...

She hasn't started yet, but she promised Du Yuniang to ruin Zhen Si's reputation.

An Hui was in the limelight, and even the third prince praised repeatedly: "The beauties are really smart in throwing bricks to attract jade. Well, how should we fight?"

The voice was a little high, which suddenly made Zhen Mo's pretty face white again and tightened his palm fiercely.

But I heard someone say over there, "We still have killer mace. I have heard that the son of the king of Chu is talented. At least we have seen poetry, calligraphy and painting, but we have never heard the prince touch the piano. At present, we have to invite the prince... Huh? Where's the son?"

Looking over there, I don't know when Yuzhou's side has been empty.

She frowned slightly, but after a breath, she looked at the Muhun Building standing silently by the water.

So when people were not aware of it, they quietly got up and only pulled a handful of autumn moon, and the two left the noise.