The fourth prince was not someone Li Qingyi wanted to see.
Even if he does nothing, it itself represents trouble.
Moreover, his prospective prince concubine was being tried by the Wei family in the palace for trying to kill Concubine Shu. He was in a mood and actually came to see the election of the leader?
Perhaps the fourth prince didn't really want to marry Wei Jin'er at all, but just wanted to use her hand to drive a wedge between the queen and the Wei family?
This is not impossible...
Just as she was thinking about it, the noise downstairs became a little more lively.
Li Qingyi looked down from the window of the private room and happened to see the platform set up in the center of the lobby.
Thin snow gauze hangs on all sides of the stage. Through the open flower window, you can see that the outside of the inner building is also tightly wrapped by the crowd. In addition to the spectators sitting on the seats, there are also various people standing outside, bustling and lively. extraordinary.
A woman in a red dress walked to the center of the stage. It was obvious that many people present came to cheer her up.
"This is Yan Niang, the chief steward of Linjiang Tower. She is famous for being an all-rounder and good at dancing."
Yanniang's mature and charming style attracted the attention of everyone present. In her crisp and soft voice, everyone present fell silent.
It has to be said that Yan Niang is a good at mobilizing the atmosphere. On her face with a sweet smile, a pair of narrow beautiful eyes conveyed to everyone present a hint of shame.
Li Qingyi commented: "This Yan Niang can be like a fish in water in such a huge network in Shangjing. I am afraid she is a very scheming woman."
Qin Zeng was in a good mood today and explained: "You are right. When Yan Niang first entered the capital, her talents and skills were very outstanding. She was good-looking and liked to go to banquets and travel. She was a well-known person who entertained people and socialized with wealthy families. There are countless dandies and officials' children, but the people who are at odds with each other have never been heard of. Yan Niang has connections with most of the aristocratic families in Shangjing, and she is very easy to maneuver in situations. As long as she opens her mouth, she can basically get help. "
After Yan Niang stepped down, a woman with a guqin in her arms came forward and sat down. She slightly bent her knees and said nothing. She stretched out her hand and took off her veil. She just smiled, which felt like a gentle breeze and made people feel comfortable in their hearts. The slender fingers plucked the strings, and the gentle sound was like coming from heaven.
Many people in the private rooms on the second floor walked outside the door, leaned on the railings and looked down. Only one person said: "This, named Tinglan, is a daughter of a good family. Her family has declined and she lives in exile. She plays the piano." Not only is he superb in art, he is also very talented in literature, especially good at Qijue."
After a while, the song ended, and there was a sound of applause from below, mixed with loud praise and applause.
Li Qingyi also listened attentively. The sound of the piano was indeed something he had worked hard to practice, and it contained true feelings, but it lacked a bit of aura.
Next, a girl named Liu Shaoer appeared on the stage. She stood with flowers in her mouth, feathers on her head, and silver bells hanging on her bare feet. The music was light and cheerful. Her waist was soft, and she spun happily while stepping on the drums, which reminded Li Qingyi of a sentence. : There is a beauty in the southern country, dancing with a light green waist.
Li Qingyi secretly thought in his heart that these talented women were no worse than the musicians and dancers used by the royal family at the palace banquet.
However, she heard people talking around her.
"All of these girls are good, but compared with A Yuan, they are just a little behind."
Some people echoed, "That's right, that's right!"
Someone else said, “It’s a pity that no one has seen Miss A Yuan’s true face!”
"If Miss Ayuan is elected as the leader this time, maybe she will show her face to everyone!"
Li Qingyi was puzzled.
The female actors participating in the competition today may sing poems, dance with swords, or play the shengxiao and flute.
The whole hall of women, each with extraordinary splendor, is like a garden full of flowers clustered together. It is impossible to tell who is more beautiful and better. I just feel that each has his own merits and is equally divided.
But everyone present was talking a lot, and she was a little curious about what kind of strange woman A Yuan was, who could stand out among so many gorgeous women?
Finally, A Yuan slowly walked onto the stage with her pipa in her arms amidst the buzz of anticipation. She was still covered with a veil, her black hair was pulled up into a high bun, and her eyes were full of autumn water.
Someone below could not hold back anymore and shouted: "Why don't you take off the veil and let us see if it is worth the praise!"
Someone started and others immediately echoed.
There were shouts from the audience.
But that moment when A-Yuan held Pipa on her back, her right leg slightly bent, and her left leg lightly raised on her right knee, standing on the stage.
He just stood there in that dancing posture, without lifting his veil or speaking.
Everyone knows that today, no one can take away any trace of her brilliance.
Under the eaves of the second floor corridor, pink palace lanterns hang like peach blossoms in spring.
A Yuan is wearing a willow and yellow gauze dress, with a colorful necklace hanging around her neck, and a gold ring and jade bracelet on her arm. Her feet are bare, and her raised arms are loosely wrapped with a long dark green and goose yellow two-color shawl, and The water sleeves are spread across the ground together, and they have the potential to fly into the sky without moving.
Everyone was dazzled, and the shouts just now turned into silent exclamations!
A Yuan waved her left hand lightly and heard a long "Zheng" sound, which shocked everyone!
I saw her right hand holding the pipa lightly, her arms strong and stretched.
Suddenly, she turned around with one movement, her skirt swaying and flying like a dragon and a phoenix, and her necklaces and armbands jingled as she whirled around. She was like a fairy about to fly away in the sky.
A Yuan's eyes were lowered, her expression was calm, her left center of gravity was lifted back, her right foot was raised, her pipa was placed behind her head, her arms were held diagonally above her head, and she slowly opened her mouth and sang in a sweet voice: "Bath Orchid Soup Xi" Mu Fang, the flowers and clothes are like a young lady; the spirit is curled up and left, the orchid is shining, but it is not young; the jian will be in the longevity palace, and it will shine with the sun and the moon."
The indescribable sound flows like water, and the feelings and scenery are like the green willows on the street with rolling curtains, and the face is romantic. Like the mist and rain on the ancient road in March, the moonlight is still young.
Everyone was immersed in the faint singing, and with another "Zheng" sound, A Yuan relaxed her waist and left.
Li Qingyi couldn't help but admire, "It turns out that it is possible to conquer a country and conquer a city in one go."
She turned her head and looked at Qin Zeng over there, but she didn't even move her eyebrows.
That cold expression made Li Qingyi feel like he was not a living person at all.
She asked deliberately: "What do you think of this dance, sir?"
Qin Zeng said: "It's acceptable."
Li Qingyi raised his eyebrows. Even she was stunned. The other party actually just said "okay" to such a beautiful A Yuan?
There were still a few people who didn't take the stage next, but after A Yuan's song bounced off the pipa, it was no longer interesting.
Even the Lingxian who was the finale of Linjiang Tower didn't attract any attention. Everyone was still talking about A Yuan's soul-stirring dance.
Although the other women are not bad, they all pale in comparison.
Even A Yuan didn't say a word and didn't even show her face. There is still no doubt that the leader is A Yuan.
At this time, A Yuan came to the back, pulled Yaniang and said, "Yaniang, I'm tired. I'll go back and rest for a while."
Yaniang smiled and agreed, and Ayuan quickly returned to the room where she was resting, and called her confidant to ask: "Is he here?"
