Chapter 72

Jiang Youyao went to the checkout table one by one.

It is early August. Although it is midsummer, today is a good weather. It rained all night last night, but it did not clear up. Just blowing the cool morning breeze, Jiang Youyao was like a bud in the morning, like a pink lotus, delicate and bright, trembling in full bloom.

Ji shuran specially dressed her up today. The smoky dress makes this morning lively and beautiful. She is like the daughter raised by the real parents of Zhong mingdingshi, and her every move is exquisite and small.

The surrounding ladies timely cast envious eyes on Ji shuran, and Ji shuran nodded with a smile. Together with the other Ji family, they are also proud - their granddaughters are so outstanding. No wonder Li Bin can be treated differently by Emperor Hong Xiao.

Zhou Yanbang was also in the crowd. After Jiang Youyao came to the stage, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She took a special look in his direction. She seemed to be very shy and left with a quick glance.

However, the good Samaritan looked at all this and immediately teased Zhou Yanbang and coaxed him, "Miss Jiang San is up!"

Almost all the officials in Yanjing city know the marriage between Jiang Youyao and Zhou Yanbang, the prince of Ningyuan. Zhou Yanbang smiled, but the smile was somewhat reluctant.

The beauty was still as fresh and lovely as before, but his heart flew to another place. He couldn't help looking at the other side, in the direction of Jiang Li. However, Jiang Li was talking to her friends with her head sideways, and she didn't find his eyes at all.

Zhou Yanbang's heart suddenly surged with a layer of sour sweetness. At this moment, he suddenly understood what the happiness of love is. It's more painful than everything and more exciting than everything.

In fact, Jiang Li was not unaware of Zhou Yanbang's eyes. She felt angry and funny in her heart. At the beginning, the real Miss Jiang Er fell into the water and died for Zhou Yanbang. However, if the Ningyuan Marquis had a little affection for the fiancee who had not been there, even if she only asked a word, Miss Jiang er's life might not be so sad. It's a pity that they didn't. now Miss Jiang Er has already died. Zhou Yanbang also came to be an infatuated person, which is plain and disgusting.

Jiang Li didn't want to answer.

Thinking, the catkins on one side suddenly said, "look, it's about to start."

On the stage, Jiang Youyao just bathed her hands. She did all this naturally and gracefully. To be fair, Jiang Li felt that at least the appearance of Jiang Youyao's piano music was really good.

Then Jiang Youyao smiled, and the jade finger fell on the lyre, plucking the first string.

Jiang Li said, "it's wild geese falling in the sand."

Liu Xu was stunned: "how do you know?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Youyao's fingertips tilted down like water, and the sound of the piano was Ding Dong. It was really "falling geese in Pingsha".

Liu Xu was a little stunned. She asked, "have you heard Jiang Youyao play in your house? Did you know in advance that she was going to play this song?"

"I don't know."

"Then how can you tell that she played" wild geese in the flat sand "before she began to sound."

"You can see from her movements. Besides, one sound is enough." Jiang Li said easily.

Liu Xu didn't listen easily. He looked up and down at Jiang Li for a while, and then whispered, "don't lie to me. Have you also studied piano music before? Maybe your piano music is good? But how can there be Mr. Qin music on Qingcheng Mountain? Are you a genius?"

Jiang Li was a little ironic and said, "it's not very difficult." She said, and noticed that someone was staring at her. Looking out, she was staring at upper Ye Shijie from a distance.

When ye Shijie saw her looking over, he immediately looked away, which surprised Jiang Li.

After ye Shijie looked away, he felt that his just move seemed to be trying to cover up, and he was annoyed for a moment. Thinking that she was really full, she worried that Jiang Li would make a fool of herself today. The woman was very scheming and played cards again. Who knows what incredible things she will do today? Why should he meddle here.

"Brother ye, what are you looking at?" There was someone talking around, but it was Li Lian, the young son of Li Zhongnan, the right phase.

Ye Shijie looked back and said, "just look around." Since Jiang Li reminded him last time that Liu Zimin and Li Lian have a good relationship, and Li Lian may have ulterior motives to win over himself, ye Shijie deliberately alienated Li Lian.

Li Lian noticed Ye Shijie's attitude, smiled and said nothing, but after ye Shijie turned his head sideways, his eyes flashed a trace of exploration.

On the stage, Jiang Youyao plays the piano very well.

"Wild geese in Pingsha" describes the scene of wild geese flying in the sky in autumn, sometimes circling and sometimes looking. There is an old saying that "take the meaning of the autumn, the geese fly", take "the autumn is high and crisp, the wind is calm and sandy, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the sky flies, borrow the ambition of the swan, and write the mind of the scholar".

The melody is melodious and smooth, and Jiang Li didn't expect that Jiang Youyao would choose such a song "falling geese in the flat sand". She thought that a young lady like Jiang Youyao would play a song with a smaller artistic conception. It's not that women can't play atmospheric tunes, but because the sound of the piano connects with the state of mind. How can Jiang Youyao's state of mind be so atmospheric.

But Jiang Youyao plays well.

"This song is extremely difficult. Over the years, few people have played it. Even if someone plays it, it is also very ordinary. She is the first one who plays it as well as Jiang Youyao." Liu Xu murmured, "such a difficult fingering, but she still played it. She is not strange at all."

Hearing this, Jiang Li was a little strange and asked, "is this song difficult?"

"Of course!" Liu Xu immediately said, "the simplest of the ten famous guqin songs of Ming Yi Tang is" flowing water ", followed by" white snow in spring "," three tricks of plum blossoms "," drunken fishing evening "," water clouds in Xiaoxiang "," fishing reef Q & a "," three folds of Yangguan "," Guangling San ", and then" wild geese in Pingsha ". In fact, it was because of" wild geese in Pingsha "that the fairy who surprised Hong was famous in Yanjing at the beginning... Alas," Liu Xu suddenly thought of something: "I said that Jiang Youyao's movements just now looked a little familiar. It turned out that it looked like a startling fairy... Did the startling fairy secretly point her out?"

Jiang Li knew clearly that the yuan family could afford the price, and Ji shuran was determined to make Jiang Youyao stand out in the calibration field. It was not difficult to invite a fairy to surprise Hong.

She asked, "there are only nine songs."

"The most difficult thing is" Hu Jia 18 shots ". At least someone played" Ping Sha Luo Yan ", but it was not played well. But" Hu Jia 18 shots ", for so many years, no one has ever played it on the verification field, not even Mr. Xiao, even the most excellent student of piano."

Mr. Xiao naturally refers to Xiao Deyin. Jiang Li thought that Xiao Deyin had actually played it, but Xiao Deyin pursued flawlessness too much, and her "Eighteen claps of Hu Jia" was always a little worse, so she didn't play it in front of people at all. In private, Xiao Deyin has been practicing hard for many years in order to practice the "Eighteen shots of Hu Jia" well, and has also consulted herself.

However, Xue Fangfei is dead, and no one knows these things.

Jiang Youyao is still playing, and the goose has the feeling of flying back and looking at it. It is in a state of confrontation up and down. It is like flying and then gathering, and it is a God who is startled and revived. In Jiang Youyao's zither sound, the various moods of the wild geese were slowly unfolded, making people feel as if it was autumn, the sky was blue, and the wild geese had no trace.

In the examiner, Xiao Deyin's expression moved slightly, and the fairy startled Hong looked at Jiang Youyao's action on the stage, with a trace of satisfaction in her eyes.

But I heard someone around me say, "I don't know when the fairy will accept disciples?"

It was the court musician, mianju. Mianju is now in his fifties, but he still looks as happy as a young man in his twenties, laughing all day. His coarse linen clothes were white, and he didn't look like a musician playing for the emperor at all. When he said this, his tone was quite teasing, but he didn't agree with the way the fairy startled Hong did.

The startled fairy heard the words, and her ears were red. Jiang Youyao's fingering could not hide from an expert like mianju, and she had already thought of it. It was only pointed out to his face, and he was still a little embarrassed. But many things have changed since I redeemed myself and married a wife. Her marriage to the son of a tea merchant is just an ordinary merchant, not a family of rich people. She can't show her face anymore, but she still needs daily necessities after all. Ji shuran gave her enough silver to make the family worry free for several years, so she couldn't refuse to privately point out Jiang Youyao about it.

Fortunately, Jiang Youyao is a good seedling after all. Teaching a spiritual apprentice is always better than a person with average qualifications.

"But your apprentice is really not very good," mianju said

Rao was surprised by the fairy's good temper. At the moment, she was also a little uncomfortable, so she asked, "please advise me, sir."

"Fairy, don't blame the little old man for his politeness," mianju said with a smile, "Miss Jiang only learned the fairy shape, but not the fairy soul. Your apprentice can play the wild geese in the" falling geese in the flat sand ". But this open and comfortable meaning is much worse."

Jinghong fairy was angry, but she knew that mianju was right. She knew Jiang Youyao's problem and tried to help Jiang Youyao, but what gentlemen taught about Qin music was only fingering and skills. Qin had his own understanding and no one could help. Jiang Youyao can't understand Qin's heart, which is a helpless thing.

"But little girl, she's young and has nothing on her mind. It's normal that she can't understand such artistic conception. It's good to play like this. If there's no accident, today's leader is just this girl." Mianju added with a smile.

Hearing this sentence from mianju, the startled fairy felt better. She has never confiscated her apprentice or instructed anyone. If Jiang Youyao, who got her advice, finally failed to get the leader, it would be hilarious if it was spread out.

When the two of them talked, Xiao Deyin and the musician Shiyan didn't speak. Xiao Deyin was always philosophical and didn't talk much. Shiyan was arrogant and didn't bother to pay attention to them.

On the other side, Ji Xuan, with her chin fanned, slightly narrowed her eyes, like dozing off in boredom.

Jiang Youyao's posture on the stage is beautiful, and the sound of the piano is very smooth and beautiful. In addition, she plays the extremely difficult "falling geese in Pingsha", which undoubtedly becomes the end of everyone's eyes on the verification field.

"The third miss of the Jiang family is very beautiful." Li Lian suddenly said.

Ye Shijie felt a little disgusted. Anyway, it was not a gentleman's job to discuss the girl's appearance under the court. However, Li Lian's words immediately got the approval of others, and even began to express their admiration for Jiang Youyao.

At the other end, the young woman stared at Jiang Youyao on the stage and said, "it's really flirting. It's ugly!"

This is Shen Ruyun.

Shen Ruyun admires Zhou Yanbang in his heart, and naturally has no good face for Zhou Yanbang's fiancee Jiang Youyao. Seeing Jiang Youyao showing off on stage, she was unwilling and jealous. Hearing this, Shen's mother beside her also said, "it's not like a good girl from a rich family."

But don't think about it, Jiang Youyao is the daughter of the Prime Minister of the dynasty. In terms of birth, the Shen family is the real humble family. If Shen Yurong hadn't won the first prize, Shen Ruyun would have to be selected first if he had not been a servant girl for Jiang Youyao.

"I thought she played so well that her sister-in-law could not listen to it." Shen Ruyun blurted out.

As soon as the words fell, Shen's mother gave her a severe twist. Shen Ruyun immediately knew that he was wrong. Now the Shen family never mentions Xue Fangfei. What if that one knows and gets angry? It's better to be careful in everything.

Shen Ruyun kept silent.

At the Jiang family banquet, Jiang Yuyan, who has always been silent, couldn't help saying at the moment: "the third sister plays really well."

Jiang yu'e was very unhappy after hearing this, thinking about what Jiang Yuyan was doing with Jiang Youyao at the moment. But Ji shuran was all around, so she also squeezed out a smile and said, "of course, the third sister is smart, and she has many talents in piano art. Today's top name must be the third sister. No one dares to choose this" falling wild geese in Pingsha ". Only our third sister dares to choose, and she can't make mistakes. If I say, in a few years, no one in Yanjing city will be her opponent."

Ji shuran said, "don't hold your third sister in yu'e's arms. If outsiders hear this, they don't know how to laugh at you. Your third sister doesn't know how high and deep heaven and earth are. There are people outside, and there are days outside, and your third sister has a lot to learn in the future."

Having said that, Ji shuran's smile could not be covered, and the pride in her eyes made Jiang yu'e feel dazzling.

Jiang yu'e thought, and it was clear that she was no worse than Jiang Youyao, but just because the big room was rich and powerful, she could hire the best husband. If I can follow those famous teachers to learn the piano like Jiang Youyao, I will naturally be able to show off in the verification field.

Why was it not you who were born in the big room? Why is it that their parents are concubines, even if they are civilians' homes, but why is the three bedroom Jiang family the most common?

Jiang yu'e was extremely unwilling.

Her unwillingness was not noticed by anyone. At the moment, Jiang Li is also watching Jiang Youyao's school examination.

"She plays... Very well." Catkins spoke hard, and seemed very reluctant to admit this fact. However, everyone's reaction has explained everything. Compared with last year, this year's Jiang Youyao is a little further away from others.

Jiang Li said, "but she has no heart for piano."

"Qin Xin?" Catkins froze.

"At the end of the play, the composer sent out the feeling that things in the world are dangerous, which is not as good as wild geese's nature. When it falls, the sand is far away, the mind is comfortable, the heart is idle, friends have no guess, and the male and female have narration. The music is quiet and beautiful, there is movement in silence, there is stillness in motion, and it is suitable for both movement and stillness, and the posture is light." Jiang Li said carefully, "but because Jiang Youyao's piano heart is less' indifferent ', there is less' lightness' in her piano sound."

Liu Xu listened carefully to Jiang Li.

"My third sister really plays this song" wild geese in the flat sand "perfectly, but she plays it a thousand times, even 10000 times. As long as she doesn't understand the artistic conception and touch the heart of the piano, there must be something missing in her piano sound, and she's not the best."

"What you said is also reasonable." Willow catkins listened, but also felt the taste, but shook his head and said, "it's easy for you to say the word Qin Xin, but how can you touch the Tao so easily? Some zither players can't be met even in their whole life. We Mingyi hall students, even if no one can have it, it's too difficult to understand the Artistic Conception!"

Jiang Li smiled, indeed, to let the daughter who was raised in the boudoir understand that the wild geese are open and vast, heroic and indifferent, which seems a little silly. Not to mention the daughter, even if ordinary people are old, they may not be exposed to it.

While talking, Jiang Youyao's piano music is coming to an end. She beautifully finished the last part of the radio, and the piano stopped. Soon, there were cheers and applause on the verification field.

This was not the case among female students before.

Jiang Youyao was also very happy with this honor, smiled more brightly, saluted with the examiner, and walked down the verification table without delay.

Willow catkin's nervous palm exuded sweat, and said to Jiang Li, "what should I do? It's your turn."

"It's okay." Jiang Li had to comfort her in turn: "I'll be back soon." She was about to leave when catkins grabbed her sleeve.

Catkins said, "wait! I haven't asked you, what are you going to play?"

Jiang Li smiled at her: "no one has played it." Left first.

Liu Xu stood in place and murmured, "no one has played it, no one has played it... She..." her eyes suddenly froze, looking at the back of the person who went to the calibration table unbelievably.

"No......"

When Jiang Li went up, she happened to meet Jiang Youyao. When the two people crossed, Jiang Youyao smiled very sweet. She said, "second sister, good luck."

Jiang Lidou did not answer, "of course."

The little boy with a red scarf stood on the calibration table and shouted, "number 13, Jiang Li."

The whole audience was quiet.

Jiang Li went to the calibration table.

"Look, your sister is up." Beside Jiang Jingrui, a good boy pushed and cajoled.

"Don't make any noise." Jiang Jingrui is a little angry.

The man looked at his face and said strangely, "why, are you still waiting to hear your sister play a xianle? Jiang Ershao, are you not sick?"

Young people all know what Miss Jiang did eight years ago. They also know that Miss Jiang spent eight years in the nunnery. Everyone acquiesced that Miss Jiang was an ignorant and unskilled straw bag. Even if he won the first place in the Ming Yi hall, it was difficult to shake this inherent impression for a while. In addition, books, calculations and rites can also be learned in the nunnery, but Qin, Yu and shooting are not what can be learned in the nunnery.

Jiang Jingrui's face was like the bottom of a pot. Although he had no bottom in his heart, he was very angry when he heard others say Jiang Li like this. He said angrily, "you don't have eyes. Don't you know by looking?"

"Just look." The teenagers answered with a smile.

They talked about the excitement, but they didn't find the prince of Ningyuan around them. Their eyes followed Jiang Li on the stage, and they didn't want to leave for a long time.

Jiang Li is burning incense to bathe her hands.

When she first learned piano, she didn't know anything about burning incense to bathe her hands. Incense is valuable and used by large families. Tongxiang is poor, and Xue Huaiyuan's salary is not enough at all, let alone a better Guqin. Xue Huaiyuan carved a piano for her with wood. It was used by Jiang Li when she was a beginner. It played very obscure and had a dull tone. When Jiang Li learned to play the piano, she would never use it again.

Her second piano was the spoils of the contest between Xue Zhao and others. At that time, Xue Zhao was provoked. The other party's family was rich and had a very good lyre. Xue Zhaoxiao got her thinking about a good piano, so she decided to play it by ear, and made a bet with someone. If that person lost, she would give him the piano.

That Qin is a lot of money for the Xue family, but it is nothing for the other family. Jiang Li can even remember that day, Xue Zhaoxing rushed in from the door, put the lyre on his back on the table, and proudly said to her, "sister, give you the piano!"

Later, the piano followed her for a long time.

She used that piano to play "fishing boat singing evening", also played "sunny spring and snow", played "falling geese in the sand", and also played "plum blossom three lane".

The sword is matched with a hero. When I first learned it, I only felt that I had to use the piano well to match with a good skill. But later, the mood became more open-minded. There are so many excellent pianists in the world. Good pianists often exist, but good pianists do not often exist.

Unfortunately

Unfortunately, later, she married with Shen Yurong to Yanjing. Shen's mother said that she was already a wife and that she should shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family. She should not talk about the wind and the moon as before. The piano was locked into the warehouse of the Shen family, covered with dust, and unfortunately left in the dark.

It is said that after Xue Fangfei's death, the Shen family burned all Xue Fangfei's belongings. It is thought that the lyre full of her memories and full of the love of her father and brother was also extinguished in the big fire.

Jiang Li lowered her eyes, which was strange. At this moment, her heart was unusually calm.

"What's the matter with her? Why hasn't she started yet?" Someone asked impatiently when he saw that she was slow to move.

"Miss Jiang Er doesn't know how to use the piano. Is she stupid now?"

Someone analyzed: "it is indeed possible that there is no place to learn the piano in the nunnery."

"If you really can't, why don't you embarrass yourself in order to fight for a breath."

"It's for face. It's a shame to say no."

"Hey, don't you lose face standing here now?"

His ears were full of ridicule, ridicule, pity and sympathy. Ye Shijie looked at Jiang Li with some anxiety. What's the matter with Jiang Li? Last time I saw her, wasn't she very clever and calculating? Why is there nothing to do now? Where is her intelligence? Jiang Li hesitated to speak on the calibration table, and Jiang Youyao and Jiang yu'e were delighted at the same time. If Jiang Li can't do anything on this verification table, even if she has won one in three previous courses, she can't hide the fact that she is a joke.

Ji shuran worried and said, "what's the matter with pear..."

"Second sister, shouldn't she?" Jiang Youyao shook her head and said to herself, "how can this be possible? The second sister is the most intelligent. She won the first place in all three schools. This time, the piano music will definitely be good."

She didn't say it was OK. As soon as she said it, everyone began to doubt whether the leader of the upper three doors of Jiang Li really deserved the name.

Meng Hongjin saw Jiang Li's hesitation on the stage, and his heart was also happy. The haze that had come for days was swept away, and he wished Jiang Li would stumble on the verification table and lose face at home.

Even Xiao Deyin under the stage frowned, motioned to the little boy to remind him that if Jiang Li didn't act again, he would be expelled from office.

When the little red scarf boy was ready to remind him, Jiang Li suddenly opened her mouth without warning.

"Light and wind flow at the beginning of the month, and the flowers in the new forest are comfortable. Lovers play with the Spring Moon, and they are slim and graceful."

This is a folk ditty, and the song of Jiang Li is not Yanjing Mandarin, like a local dialect, with these lively flavors.

"What is this?" Jiang Youyao asked Ji shuran.

Ji shuran shook her head, and she had never heard of it.

"It sounds like a ditty somewhere," Lu's eyes in the second room brightened. "Did girl Li learn it from the mountain people when she was in the nunnery?"

It's possible.

Jiang Lishi was not affected at all. She still didn't pluck the strings. She just sat in front of the Guqin and sang a ditty that was very strange to the whole audience.

"Green lotus covers green water, and lotus flowers are red and fresh. Lang sees that he wants to pick me, and my heart wants to cherish lotus."

Her voice is clear and gentle, clear as a undiscovered stream, quiet and lively, flowing with the spring snow, carrying sunlight and morning dew, morning glow and evening wind.

It's like the lotus picking girl in the mountains who met her lover for the first time. The ignorant feelings of the young girl are at the touch of a hair trigger, and quickly sprout and grow into lush trees with fragrant flowers and plants.

"When the autumn wind enters the window, the curtain rises and flutters. Looking up at the moon, I am grateful for the thousands of miles of light."

The girl is addicted to her lover's smile and sends her tenderness to the moonlight. She is really simple and lovely. She was happy, but love also taught her to become sad.

Love is good, love makes everything lovely. People forget that spring and summer are so short, autumn has come, and winter is not far away.

She sang: "the spring grass was green in the past, but now it is full of sweet smelling snow. Who knows that acacia is bitter, and dark temples are white."

Her singing stopped abruptly.

The four seasons change, and the singing girl is finally in vain. However, the Chinese year has passed, and I don't know whether it's a waste of time or a waste of time.

Jiang Li's voice is very good, and her singing is better. Unconsciously, the people on the verification field were also attracted by this crisp ditty and indulged in that sweet and sad dream.

Someone murmured, "what's the name of this minor? Why haven't I heard it?"

"I don't know." Others shook their heads, "it doesn't sound like Yanjing."

Not far from Princess Yongning, Shen Yurong suddenly looked up and stared at the girl on the stage. He had heard this song

This is a popular folk song in Tongxiang, called the song of midnight at four o'clock. About everyone in Tongxiang can sing it. The smile on Jiang Li's lips is shallow, and she has also sung it.

Under the stage, Xiao Deyin frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. Jinghong fairy was a little surprised. Shi Yan was still serious and had no expression. Mianju was so happy that she said to Jinghong fairy, "this little girl is interesting. Qin music is always compared with Qin, but she sang a song, which is not bad!"

"That won't work." Jinghong fairy explained in a good voice: "if she doesn't play piano music, she can only be clever and unfair to other students."

Mianju curled his mouth and was about to speak. Suddenly, he found something. He was happy and said, "what a coincidence, you see, the Duke of the country was also awakened by her song."

It was Ji Heng who had opened her eyes when she didn't know. She was touching her lips with a fan handle and looked at the girl on the stage with a smile. Her expression was subtle.

This is the first time that Ji Heng has shown a posture of "listening" since the beginning.

At the other end, Jiang yu'e said, "is the second sister only going to sing a song instead of playing the piano?"

That song is certainly very novel, but Zilai Qin music is compared to "Qin", not "song".

It seems that Miss Jiang Er is really at a loss for her skills, so she thought of singing instead of playing the piano. Everyone was thinking so, so they saw Jiang Li stretch out her hands, touch the strings, and move.

The first sound flows out.

"GA -" the audience almost choked, "she wants to play."

"Listen to her playing..."

Before the word "what" was said, a string of smooth piano sounds crossed people's ears, even more than Jiang Youyao's, like someone chiseled on people's hearts with a knife.

"She plays the eighteen pictures of Hu Jia!"

Someone heard it, and his voice changed tone for a moment.

Once this word came out, it smelled like discoloration. "Hu Zhe's eighteen pats", even the master of mingyitang couldn't play the song. He accidentally changed back to make a joke. How dare Jiang Li?

How many years haven't you heard someone play "Eighteen shots of Hu Jia"?!

On the calibration field, it suddenly quieted down. In the silence, someone suddenly laughed. It was mianju, who was so happy that he danced. There was no appearance of a court musician. He was extremely excited: "it's the eighteen claps of Hu Jia. This little girl is brave enough! Brave enough!"

The startled fairy said helplessly, "Sir, be quiet."

Mianju quickly smiled and immediately silenced.

So there was only the piano sound of Jiang Li on the verification field.

"Eighteen pictures of Hu Jia" is about women's homesickness, ion's sadness and Hao Ran resentment. The emphasis is on the word "sad", not to mention the teachers. The female students of mingyitang are cardamom girls from noble families, which is a naive and carefree day. Even some sadness is trivial. How can I play the word "sad"? Even "Sadness" is difficult to play out.

Although the world often says empathy, but empathy, is it as simple as four words? Only saints with the world in mind can do it.

Meng Hongjin sneered, "I really don't know the greatness of heaven and earth, but I'm just making a joke to show people..."

She thought that Jiang Li couldn't play such a song well. If Jiang Li can play well, doesn't it mean that Jiang Li is even more powerful than the brightest talented woman in Ming Yitang these years? How is this possible.

But her laughter gradually disappeared, and her face became increasingly ugly.

Jiang Li's fingering is very skilled, as if she had learned the piano for decades. Her movements are also very elegant, not half deliberate and carved, casual and lightsome.

The girl sat on the verification table, the wind was clear and the sun was thin, the sleeves were wide, the emerald color was threatening, and she was smart and cute. For a time, the verification field also became a deep mountain and valley, not as impetuous as a vanity fair, just like playing to herself.

I played it for myself.

Jiang Li's eyes didn't look at any place in front of her, and she seemed to see everything in front of her.

Qu zhe left her hometown and lost her son. She returned home and died.

The person next to her was a coyote, and her family had nothing left in this foolproof disaster. The hateful thing is that the enemy is still rising step by step. Since her rebirth, she finally sees her enemy again, but she can't avenge her father and brother at this moment, so she has to restrain.

It's sad to bear it in silence, sad to have a deep blood feud, sad to have innocent people die, sad to have misfortunes all over the house. Power oppression is sad, and the sky without eyes is sad, sad!

The sound of the piano clanked like a sharp sword and stabbed into the sky. At that moment, Hao Ran's resentment surged into the sky, making the listener only feel heartbroken and unable to complain.

Sad! plaintive! It hurts my heart!

After many years, someone finally played "Hu Jia's eighteen pats" on the verification field for the first time. I thought that as long as the girl could remember the fingering completely, it would be very good, but Jiang Li could not only remember it completely, but also remember it skillfully. Looking at her appearance, it was clear that she was not strangers at all.

That's all, but as a 15-year-old girl, how can she pop up "sad"!

There are two beats in ten, both sad and happy. It's difficult to have two feelings when you go to live. There are three beats in ten, and the strings are in a sharp tone of sorrow, and the liver and intestines are stirring. I don't know anyone.

There are four beats in ten, tears in tears, and the river flows eastward, thinking of itself. Fifteen beats, the rhythm is fast, and the breath fills the chest. Who knows the song.

Sixteen beats, I am confused, and my son is on each side. The sun and the moon look at each other, and you can't follow each other. I don't forget to worry about the Hemerocallis, and I don't feel hurt when I play the piano. Now I'm leaving my son and returning to my hometown. Old grievances are heavy and new grievances are long. Crying blood, looking up and complaining to the sky, Hu Weisheng suffered this disaster alone.

Xiao Deyin's always gentle face is a little stiff at the moment. When you look carefully, her fingers are still trembling slightly. Jiang Li's piano music, at least in the "Eighteen claps of Hu Jia", is too much higher than her! Jiang Li's superb skills in this song can even be her husband!

The first zither player in Yanjing seems to be a joke at the moment!

Jinghong fairy was also very surprised. She had been a wife and mother for a long time, and she didn't care about fame and wealth. Therefore, if the young generation exceeded herself, it wouldn't make her nervous. She just wondered, how can a 14-year-old cardamom girl understand the sadness of "Hu Jia 18 Pai" so thoroughly? Even if Jiang Li lost her mother at an early age and was sent to an nunnery at the age of seven, even after eight years of hard life on the mountain, these hardships are not exactly the same as the "Sadness" in the piano music.

This is unbelievable.

Mianju was most happy. His eyes lit up, staring at Jiang Li like a miser. Suddenly, he found a large piece of gold, coveted, and was reluctant to look away. He even murmured, "this is a natural zither player!"

Shi Yan was better than mianju, but hearing the sound of Jiang Li's piano made him change his previous arrogant look and gradually moved. He is a music official, not as reckless as mianju, but as long as he is a good piano music, he will appreciate it with his heart.

The last of these four people is Ji Heng.

The whole audience was attracted and bewitched by the sound of Jiang Li's piano. The sound of the piano seemed to have the effect of confusing people's hearts, making everyone who heard it feel sad, as if they saw the Loess scorched land and no grass, and then thought of their own Pathetique, which was difficult to hold on.

The sound of the zither has such magic. It is said that the demon zither player can bring people into the illusion made by himself with the sound of the zither, which makes people lose themselves. There are no demon zither players in the world, but there are excellent zither players who can communicate their hearts and feelings with the sound of zither.

When everyone was captured by the zither player, only one person was not moved by the sound of the zither.

He is neither like Jiang Youyao and Meng Hongjin, who are jealous of the piano sound, nor like Xiao Deyin who is afraid of the piano skill, nor like other people who are addicted to it. He just looks at Jiang Li, and the smile on the corners of his mouth has not changed at all.

Ji Heng is looking at Jiang Li.

His eyelashes are long, and his eyes are very touching. It seems that he is also intoxicated in it, but when he looks closely, he can see that he is very sober. He isolated himself from the sound of the piano, as if he had isolated himself from the crowd.

He watched Jiang Li play the piano, just like watching the opera team invited by his family sing, and watching the people on the proving ground indulge in the sound of Jiang Li's piano, just like watching a play in a play.

All living beings on and off the stage are bustling in the world of mortals. He looks like a fickle beauty, standing outside the play and watching coldly, so that he can be a spectator.

He was soberly pulling away.

Some people are pulling away and some are addicted. How about Jiang Li, who plays the piano?

Her whole person was shrouded in great sadness, and the sadness of the piano sound and the sadness in her heart seemed to become two shadows growing each other, competing to lengthen. She seemed to be divided into two, a crazy Xue Fangfei, sobbing in the sound of the piano, telling her sorrow, a Jiang Li, calmly looking at the reaction of the people under the stage.

Seventeen pats make my heart sour, and it's difficult to walk through the mountains. When I go, I have no mood. When I come, I don't think about my son for a long time.

Although the song ends in eighteen beats, there is still room for thought. It is the result of knowing that all the silk and bamboo are made by nature. Sorrow and happiness follow the hearts of the people. If there is any change, it will be flexible. Hu and Han come from different regions, and the wind is different. The sky and the earth are separated from each other. The son is west and the mother is East. Bitterness and resentment are vast in the sky. Although the Six Harmonies are wide, they should not be tolerated.

Sorrow always ends, and the sound of the piano always ends.

Jiang Li played the last tune and suddenly received the sound. After the huge sound, it was empty and quiet.

No one spoke, and everything seemed to be silent for this sad piano sound.

Catkins under the stage only felt cold on their faces. They raised their hands and touched them. At some time, their faces were full of wet tears. Looking around, there are not a few people who weep at the sound. They are all disappointed.

"Eighteen beats of Hu Jia" was finally played on the verification field, and a rural ditty before the eighteen beats added a sad color to this pathetic song.

People couldn't help looking at Jiang Li on the stage. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that it was a 15-year-old girl who could play this song.

The girl stood on the verification table, and the breeze made her hair hunt. She hung her head slightly, making her expression invisible, but she felt that the girl was also very quiet.

Jiang Li sighed in her heart. As soon as she looked up, she was stunned.

She matched a pair of long and narrow beautiful Phoenix eyes, which were full of fun.

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