After hearing Xu Nuo's answer, Xu Qian's extremely dark face turned back to a calm smile in an instant, and she said in a joking tone: "Is it possible that Liu Niang can't remember a piece of music? She went all the way back home to copy it. , why not write one to Mrs. Ye now. [Read the latest chapter]"
Xu Qian vaguely felt that Xu Nuo was unwilling to write music scores in public because she was not confident in her own handwriting.
After all, she couldn't read a single Chinese character more than three months ago. Even if she studied hard recently and learned calligraphy from her father, she wouldn't have made much progress, at least not in a way that could be used.
Mrs. Ye nodded after hearing this and asked her maid to bring up pens, ink and writing desks.
Xu Nuo nodded slightly and said, "My son is showing off his ugliness." After saying this, he took the handmaid's pen dipped in ink, sat upright, and wrote the music score in just one cup of tea.
The maid brought the score to Mrs. Ye. Someone with sharp eyes saw the neat and powerful handwriting on the score and couldn't help but praise her. Mrs. Ye also nodded with satisfaction and circulated it to everyone after reading it.
Seeing this situation, Xu Qian's eyes became panicked, and the hand holding the handle of the fan turned a little white. After a few times of patience, she calmed down.
She didn't believe at all that the words promised were enough to be praised by others, but when the score came to her, she dropped the fan in her hand in shock, and the score almost fell to the ground.
If someone hadn't helped her, she almost lost her composure and broke the score.
Impossible, impossible! How could this happen? How could you write such words that could penetrate the back of the paper?
She has practiced diligently for many years, but she can't live up to the three months she promised to practice calligraphy?
Xu Nuo must have colluded with the Ye family's maid, and asked someone to write the music score in advance, and then changed it without anyone noticing, otherwise how could he have such good calligraphy!
Xu Qian kept looking for reasons in her heart. Her eyes were a little confused, and she didn't know that someone else had taken the music score from her hand.
After that, a group of women started composing lyrics, one by one, one by one, and someone did a good job. Some people are worse, but they all have a certain artistic conception.
It was the first time Xu Nuo met someone to compose lyrics on the spot, and I found it quite amusing. When it was almost her turn, she felt a pair of substantial eyes. When she turned her eyes, she saw Xu Qian looking at her earnestly.
She was very familiar with this kind of look. Every time Xu Qian expected her to make a fool of herself, she had this encouraging and gentle look.
But she is least afraid of writing lyrics. In her previous life, she had memorized so many Tang poems and Song lyrics in primary and secondary schools. All she had to do was pick out the lyrics from this period.
Xu Nuo looked Xu Qian squarely in the face and recited a line from Li Qingzhao's Dream Ling: "Returning to the boat late after all the excitement, and straying into the depths of lotus flowers."
Xu Qian's eyes were soft and she folded her hands. She looks like a lady. He was originally waiting for Xu Nuo to make a fool of himself, but as the words came out, his pupils slowly widened, and his eyes showed surprise at first, and then resentment. When the person next to her spoke to her, the emotions in her eyes swept away and returned to clarity and gentleness.
The change in Xu Qian's expression was reflected in Xu Nuo's eyes, and she couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
Wang Muyu was the first to praise: "Good words. I didn't expect Liu Niang to have such a good literary talent. Compared with the sentence I recited before, there is a huge difference from yours."
She followed her grandmother's teachings. Today, I kept exaggerating my promise. This sentence is indeed true, but she would just read it in her heart a few times on weekdays, and would not praise it verbally like she did now.
Xu Nuo waved his hand and said: "I have been thinking about this sentence for several days. It is not an impromptu work." The implication is that I am not outstanding in literary talent, but just more diligent.
Seeing Xu Nuo being so humble, the older ladies present all nodded slightly. I thought to myself that the rumors about Liu Niang of the Xu family in the past were indeed false. Such a woman knows how to advance and retreat. How could he be an unfilial and unjust person with a poisonous mother?
After everyone chanted, Xu Qian took a few steps forward. He lowered his body and saluted Mrs. Ye and Mr. Zhang: "I just remembered the half-song of a piece I got in the past, which is perfect for the pool of bright lotus flowers today. If my grandmother and Mrs. Ye don't dislike it, I am willing to play it."
She said that, how could Mrs. Ye not let her play the piano and ordered people to move the piano back.
It's just that she had refused to play the piano earlier because of her wrist injury, and now she offered herself up, which was a bit strange.
Xu Qian didn't care, her purpose was to make Xu Nuo look embarrassed. Only by comparing her superb piano skills with Xu Nuo's slightly clumsy piano skills could she really step on Xu Nuo.
She walked to the piano in a light and graceful manner, bowed to everyone first and said, "My son only has a brief knowledge of piano skills. If there are any flaws, I will not forgive you, ladies."
After speaking, he sat down with a hint of coquettishness in his eyebrows. When his fingers touched the strings, the expression in his eyes changed, becoming as clear as white lotus.
The piece Xu Qian is going to play is indeed a precious remnant.
Lu got this piece of music in Bianjing in the early years, and adjusted it many times to fill in the missing parts. Later, it was given to Xu Qian as her birthday gift.
Xu Qian just played a few notes, and several older ladies in the pavilion all looked at Mrs. Lu.
Lu nodded and smiled in response to everyone's gazes, then looked at Xu Qian worriedly, fearing that she would say the wrong thing later.
This piece of music was played by Ms. Lu in public when she married into the Xu family in the early years. It was also this piece of music that everyone knew about her exquisite piano skills. Several ladies present were present at the time.
After Xu Qian finished playing, Mrs. Ye said: "This song is indeed exquisite, and the supplementary parts are not inferior to the original song."
Xu Qian lowered herself to salute, lowered her head and replied, "Mrs. Ye, thank you for your praise."
The implication is that the supplementary parts of the residual song were written by her!
The faces of several insiders suddenly changed, and Mrs. Lu also showed some anxiety in her eyes. She thought: Siniang's answer was so vague, the insiders must have heard that she was suspected of cheating and lying, and her image in the eyes of several ladies There will be a lot of cuts.
Just as he was about to explain, he noticed that his sleeve was being grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw that it was Xu Nuo.
Xu Nuo shook his head slightly to prevent Lu from wading into muddy waters. She didn't know the whole story, but she was sure from everyone's reactions that Xu Qian had made a joke. If Lu wanted to explain, he would only get darker and darker. The best result after opening his mouth would be to take the blame for the matter on himself in exchange for Xu Qian being innocent. Such a result was something Xu Nuo did not want to see.
When Lu was about to speak again, Xu Qian had already straightened up and walked back.
Xu Qian lowered her head before, missing the expressions of astonishment, disdain, and contempt on everyone's faces, so she maintained her previous noble temperament of "coming out of the mud but not stained". She thought that her composition and performance of this piece of music surpassed The nameless song before the promise.
Although Xu Nuo didn't know why those ladies showed such expressions just now. But he would not miss this opportunity and gloated: "Fourth sister's piano skills are getting better and better."
"Where is it?" Xu Qian only said two words before she heard Mrs. Ye's voice.
"Fifteenth Master, what's wrong?" Mrs. Ye's voice was full of love and concern.
Xu Nuo turned around and saw two young men standing outside the pavilion. One of them was Xu Pingqi, and the other one looked a few years older than Xu Pingqi. The whole body exudes the unique elegance of the Ye family. Although he looks ordinary, his gentleness makes people feel extremely comfortable.
Could it be that this Shishiro and the Ye Shishiro who Xu Pingqi said yesterday wanted to watch her tea show are the same person?
Xunuo glanced at Chuntang, and Chuntang came over and whispered about Shishiro's situation.
Ye Shiwulang, named Qingchen. His courtesy name is Daoqing, he is twelve years old.
He has not yet taken the imperial examination, has not yet passed the imperial examination, and has no official title. However, Xunuo thought of the word Daoqing the first moment after hearing Chuntang say his name, because he was also a famous figure in history worth mentioning.
In my previous life, my grandfather loved tea. People often talk about "Essays on Cooking Tea", which was written by Ye Qingchen.
But Xunuo's understanding of Ye Qingchen was due to the fact that he, brothers Song Jiao and Song Qi, won the Jinshi in the same year.
In the imperial examination twelve years later, Song Jiao came first, Ye Qingchen came third, and Song Qi came tenth.
Xu Nuo couldn't help but look at the young man outside the pavilion, and thought to himself that the Ding family's school was really great. Twenty years ago, Ding Wei was ranked among the top three, and Xu Gucheng was ranked fourth. In the future, there will be another top three actor, Ye Qingchen.
I heard that since the last Pear Blossom Banquet, the Song Jiao brothers have also started studying at the Ding Family Academy, if you include the two of them. So who is the teacher hired by Ding's house? He has such ability and helps people get on the list many times.
Ye Qingchen first saluted everyone in the pavilion, and then said: "I don't know which lady in the pavilion played a wonderful song just now. Everyone in the racecourse was so impressed that they asked someone to come and ask for help. Can you copy a copy of the music score?"
"I wonder who wants the music score? Who can tell me his name?" a lively lady shouted.
"The fourth son of the Ding family, the eldest son of the Song family, the second son of the Xu family, and so on. They all want to read this book." Ye Qingchen bowed with his hands in a very pious manner.
When Xu Qian heard that Ding Mo wanted the score, she immediately became energetic. She took a few steps and looked at Ye Qingchen before she said softly: "It's just a composition. It's Siniang's honor for everyone to enjoy it. "
Ye Qingchen nodded: "Thank you so much, Mrs. Xu."
After he finished speaking, he asked the servant to carry the book case over, and then the maid carried it into the pavilion.
Xu Pingqi's eyes passed over Xu Qian, and then skipped over Lu and Xu Nuo. He opened and closed his lips and said something to Ye Qingchen.
When Xu Qian was about to sit down and write the score, Ye Qingchen suddenly asked: "I remember that Xu Siniang's piano skills were superb, but the person who played the piece just now had a slightly unfamiliar technique and didn't even play half of the charm of the piece. Is it difficult?" Could it be that the rumor that Fourth Lady was good at playing the piano was spread randomly?"
Mrs. Ye coughed, interrupting Ye Qingchen's indifferent question, and said: "There were two ladies in the pavilion playing two pieces of music just now. If you want to excerpt the music score, you should make it clearer."
"Grandma, you also know your grandson's preferences. Naturally, I want the score of the first piece. The second piece is Mrs. Xu's specialty. People who like the piano secretly hide this score in their homes. How can I ask for it? Your grandson comes to ask for a genealogy?"
Xu Qian's face turned red as soon as she said this. Is she being sentimental?
She, who had always been looked up to by everyone for her noble appearance, turned out to be so ugly!
She never knew that the piece her mother gave her had been played outside, nor did she know that it would be so highly praised. So what was she doing playing this piece just now?
He's going to be mocked to death!
Standing here, she felt like there were thorns all over her body. She could neither move forward nor retreat, and her whole body felt extremely uncomfortable.
At this moment, I just want to find a crack to get in! Never come out! (To be continued)
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