After listening to Zhou Yu's words, Daqiao finally reacted.
It turns out that Mizhouro is so stubborn not because he is angry, but because he loves himself.
But how do I explain to Zhou Yu that I actually have no feelings for him at all?
After thinking about it, Daqiao picked up a flute and started playing it.
A simple Chinese song, but it was given a different flavor by the bridge.
"Master Yuan, Master Zhou, how do you like this song?"
After Daqiao finished playing a song, he stopped and asked questions.
Zhou Yu was full of praise and said: "The pronunciation is clear and elegant, the flute is beautiful, the music is beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful!"
Yuan Yao didn't understand music, but he only thought the flute sound played by the bridge was pleasant to the ear, so he said honestly: "It sounds good!"
Daqiao put down the flute, walked to a zither, sat on the ground, and started playing again.
After playing, he asked, "How does this piece sound?"
Zhou Yu looked intoxicated: "This song is like mountains and rivers, resounding through the clouds; it has been repeated thousands of times, and the lingering sound lingers!"
Yuan Yao still couldn't understand the secret, so he could only scratch his head and said: "It sounds good!"
Daqiao smoothed the guzheng, stood up and saluted, saying: "I have heard that Mr. Zhou is good at music. Everyone in the world has said that "the music is wrong, Mr. Zhou Gu". To be praised by Mr. Zhou, the slave family is very lucky in this life!"
Zhou Yu puffed out her chest proudly and glanced at Yuan Yao disdainfully.
But Daqiao's next words caused Zhou Yu to break through his defense.
"But the Nu family believes that Mr. Yuan's comments are more insightful and pertinent."
Daqiao bowed to Yuan Yao and smiled again.
The two looked at each other, and Yuan Yao understood Daqiao's thoughts in almost an instant.
So Daqiao smiled back, and then looked at Zhou Yu provocatively.
"Who said just now that I don't understand music and am a vulgar person?"
Zhou Yu's white face suddenly turned black.
Looking to the left at Daqiao, who has a low eyebrow, and to the right at Yuan Yao, who is showing off his power, Zhou Yu's chest almost exploded with anger.
"Miss Qiao, you don't have to compromise like this!"
"Yuan Xianneng doesn't dare to do anything to me!"
"This matter was caused by him not abiding by the engagement. As long as you reveal your feelings, the two of us will be in love. Even if this matter is brought before Mr. Qiao, Mr. Yuan and even the world, we can still argue!"
"Master Zhou, I have made it very clear."
Qiao Ying bowed slightly to Zhou Yu and said calmly: "Although the music is uttered externally, the sound comes from the heart. The way of music and rhythm can be listened to by hundreds of people and commented by hundreds of people. Only Mr. Yuan's comments are in my heart."
"I do not believe!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
Zhou Yu shook his head crazily, still paranoid that Daqiao said this to protect himself in front of Yuan Yao.
"He is an ignorant person who doesn't even know how many mouths there are on the flute or how many strings there are on the zither. How can he appreciate the music?"
"There are so many musical instruments here. If you play a few more, I don't believe I can't understand you!"
Daqiao felt helpless and turned to look at Yuan Yao, just in time to see Yuan Yao looking at him with a smile.
For a moment, she suddenly felt connected with him.
"If he wants to hear it, just show him your hands again."
Yuan Yao pretended to be generous and said: "Otherwise, he would be dissatisfied and would say that I don't understand anything."
Daqiao nodded obediently and saluted Yuan Yao before turning back.
This time, Ohashi decided to play something different.
The pipa was picked up by Daqiao again.
A Hu tune was played by Daqiao.
Zhou Yu was not in a hurry to comment this time, but looked at Yuan Yao first.
Yuan Yao took a deep breath and said: "The three or two sounds of the turning shaft of the strings indicate that there is emotion before the tune is formed."
"The big strings are noisy like the rain, the small strings are like whispers; the strings are noisy and mixed, and the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate!"
Daqiao's eyes lit up and he looked at Yuan Yao in disbelief.
"Master Yuan still knows pipa?"
Yuan Yao was a little embarrassed: "I understand a little, I understand a little."
Zhou Yu had a look of astonishment on his face, wondering why Yuan Yao suddenly understood the art of music and also showed off his literary talent.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Yu gritted his teeth and said those two words: "Sounds good!"
Daqiao shook his head secretly. They are all people who are proficient in the rhythm of musical instruments. Daqiao can tell at a glance that Zhou Yu's attitude clearly shows his disapproval of foreign things like Hu Qu and Pipa.
Daqiao thought of a possibility and asked deliberately: "I wonder what you two young masters think of Han Le and Hu Le?"
Yuan Yao said indifferently: "It's all music. Music has no national boundaries, only good and bad."
Zhou Yu snorted coldly: "That's nonsense!"
"How can Hu music, which is vulgar and sloppy, be compared with the elegance and preciousness of Han music?"
Daqiao frowned slightly, then asked: "How should Han Wu and Hu Wu look at each other?"
Zhou Yu didn't notice the change in Daqiao's eyebrows at all, but still thought to himself: "Just like Han music and Hu music, Han dance is the orthodox way!"
"Hu Wu, it's okay to entertain you occasionally, but it's hard to be an elegant person after all!"
Ohashi frowned deeply and turned his head slightly to glance at the direction where his sister was hiding.
Yuan Yao on the side shook his head: "What is orthodox or unorthodox? Dance and music are both things that make people feel happy. Why is it so official?"
"As long as it sounds good and looks good, why should we pay so much attention to it?"
"Crude and superficial!"
Zhou Yu was about to continue to refute Yuan Yao, but Daqiao spoke up.
"Master Yuan's words are exactly what I want."
Zhou Yu's words that he hadn't finished yet were suddenly held in his chest, but it wasn't over yet. The next words from Daqiao completely shattered his Taoist heart.
"Master Zhou, please forgive me for not agreeing with this."
Zhou Yu stood there blankly, still unable to figure out where he lost.
How could I lose to Yuan Yao in terms of music?
How could Miss Qiao treat me like this? Just because he said a few ridiculous and unruly words?
If you marry such an arrogant and lewd person as your concubine, Miss Qiao, your life will be ruined!
No, I can't let Miss Qiao jump into Yuan's pit of fire!
"Hahaha!"
Zhou Yu suddenly sneered a few times and no longer cared about Daqiao's thoughts.
"Young Master Yuan's taste is something I really cannot praise."
"I've heard that Mr. Yuan used to like to listen to Mi Mi's music, and he also liked to dance naked with dancers. I wonder if I can have him?"
Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Zhou Yu would expose his old background.
"Yes, it's true!"
Yuan Yao immediately admitted it.
"The collapse of rituals and music is all because of people like you!"
Zhou Yu scolded.
"ah?"
Yuan Yao was a little surprised: "You are going to give me such a big hat as Riyue Collapse?"
"I admit that I used to be a bit lustful, and I liked watching women twist their butts, but I always watched them behind closed doors. Why does it have to do with me if the rituals and music break down?"
"And I'm much more restrained now. If I don't mess around, I'm responsible. Although I'm not a great man, I'm not a scumbag either!"
Zhou Yu ignored Yuan Yao's explanation, looked directly at Daqiao and said: "Miss Qiao, you have heard that this person is really a passionate and lustful person!" "
"As far as I know, Mr. Yuan has already taken two concubines, and both of them are beautiful. If he takes another young lady, it will be his third concubine, which is beyond the limit of etiquette. The young lady cannot even guarantee her minimum status."
"Furthermore, Mr. Yuan has not married yet, and he will definitely not only marry three concubines in the future. I think he will definitely have a group of wives and concubines like Mr. Yuan."
"Ms. Qiao, are you willing to marry such a person? Do you ever want to be jealous of other women in the future?"
"Marry me, and I, Zhou Yu, promise to only marry you once in my life, and I will never have second thoughts!"
"You alone are enough in this life!"
Yuan Yao had already lost a lot of his energy after slapping Zhou Yu twice at the beginning.
But at this moment, the anger in Yuan Yao's heart was ignited again.
It's not because Zhou Yu is so eloquent that he puts one hat after another on his head. It wasn't because Zhou Yu robbed the bridge in front of him.
It's because Zhou Yu actually knows his own affairs very well.
How did he know that I had "taken a second concubine"?
It is not difficult to know the existence of Liu Yao, but how did Zhou Yu know the existence of Feng Fangnu?
Even Feng Fangnu herself doesn’t know now that Yuan Yao asked Yuan Shu for a letter of engagement specifically for her. How come Zhou Yu knew that I had taken a second concubine?
In an instant, Yuan Yao had murderous intentions, and his eyes changed when he looked at Zhou Yu.
Daqiao on the side seemed to feel something, and ignored Zhou Yu's bold show of love. Instead, he walked directly to Yuan Yao, gently put his ten green fingers on Yuan Yao's arm, and said softly: "Master Yuan is here this time. Are you marrying someone from the slave family?"
"Ah, um..." Yuan Yao's mind hadn't switched over yet.
But soon, the thought of coveting the bridge instantly occupied the IQ high ground.
Adhering to the idea of not taking advantage of the bastard, Yuan Yao said directly:
"Ah yes! That's right! I came here today to marry you."
"The auspicious day is tonight, why don't you get rid of the rest and marry me first?"
Daqiao's voice was like an exciting musical note, which directly aroused Yuan Yao's desire to possess her.
"good!"
"Chen arrives, take Mr. Zhou out!"
"promise!"
Chen Dao responded and waved towards the door.
Zhou Yu felt as if he was struck by lightning. He stood there and watched Yuan Yao touch Daqiao's jade hand, but could not say a word.
Two soldiers of the Yuan family rushed in from outside the door, picked up Zhou Yu and dragged him out!
