Hua Yuyan smiled and said, "Young Master, don't be anxious. There are too many people before me. I have no choice but to test you. I'm very scared. Now let me play a song for you to express my apology. I hope you can forgive me."
"Okay, let's enjoy Master Hua's zither skills." Led by Lü Shidao, the crowd cheered and kept praising each other.
Song QingShu's heart skipped a beat. This Hua Kui really understood people's hearts. Although everyone had gone through the tests in order to see her previously, and no one had said anything, which one of the people present was not a figure that everyone revolved around? Why did they have to take the test so humbly for a girl from a brothel? It would be fine if they could win the beauty in the end. But if they returned without any achievement, they would explode when they remembered how they were played by a girl from a brothel.
Now that she offered to play and perform for these people, it could be considered as giving them some benefits. This way, even if they were rejected, they would be more open about it.
Soon, Hua Yuyan plucked the strings with her ten fingers and a sound of nature slowly sounded in the room.
At first, the sound was light, like the gurgling of a spring on a mountain. But gradually, it became dense like the drizzle in early spring. Listening carefully, the sound of the zither seemed to have a strange magic power. The music seemed to be hovering above one's head and whispering in one's ear, making one intoxicated.
"Blowing away the smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs on the curtain. Because the road is far, the person is far. Even if our hearts sleep together, we are not together.
Love is tender and deep. Blue clouds return without a trace. Only like in the previous life, love separates the mandarin ducks. "
Hua Yuyan's red lips moved slightly, as if she was sighing and narrating. Her sweet voice was gentle and mellow, making everyone in the room intoxicated.
This was Liu Yong's poem, "Partridge Sky: Blowing away the smoke into the night wind." Liu Yong was also an extraordinary person. Because he accidentally offended the emperor of the Zhen Sect, he was never hired. He had no choice but to wander around the brothel. Because his poem was so good, he was welcomed by the brothel girls everywhere he went. It was said that when he died in his old age, no one buried him because his family was poor. It was a group of brothel girls who pooled money to take care of his funeral. On that day, countless girls shed tears.
Hua Yuyan was singing his lyrics at this time. It was really sad and moving, adding some extra charm.
On the side, Xue Baochai frowned slightly. She was a famous talented woman, and she was proficient in the four arts of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. In her opinion, the other party's zither skills were not high enough to be looked up to, but for some reason, the music played by the other party seemed to have a special magic that tugged at the heartstrings of people.
The yellow-robed woman also looked at her thoughtfully. It was clear that she was also thinking about this problem.
Song QingShu was probably the only one who knew the truth, because he could sense that the other party had mixed in her playing the zither. This was an extremely brilliant sound wave technique. Although it did not have much lethality, in this kind of enchanting atmosphere, it was the easiest to stir up a man's emotions.
As for the others, they were completely immersed in it. They were just short of looking like pigs.
At the end of the song, Xue Pan was the first to jump out and applaud, "It's too good, awesome!"
Everyone frowned, thinking that Local Bully really was Local Bully. He was so uncultured that he only knew how to say awesome. Xue Baochai looked like she did not know him at all.
Hua Yuyan did not look down on him. Instead, she replied softly, "Thank you for your praise, Young Master."
Hearing her response, Xue Pan was so happy that he danced with joy.
Lü Shidao looked at him disdainfully and put away his fan, saying, "This song should only be heard in the heavens. How many times can it be heard in the mortal world? Master Hua has really opened my eyes today. I've never heard such moving zither music."
"Young Master Lü, you're wrong. Is Miss Hua's singing not moving other than the sound of the zither? In my opinion, Miss Hua's singing is even more outstanding. "
"Yes, yes. I can't understand the description 'Lingering for three days, not knowing the taste of meat for three months'. Today, I finally understand the feelings of the ancients."
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A group of people tried to flatter Hua Yuyan in various ways, making her tremble with laughter.
Xue Pan also realized how clumsy his performance was. Seeing how eloquent those people were, he could not help but give up. "Bah, what are you trying to show off for? But Miss Yuyan really did play well."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. He had listened to all kinds of popular and classical music in his later life, and all kinds of musical instruments and post-processing software. To him, the sound of the ancient zither was too bland.
Hua Yuyan was clearly not looking at him, but she seemed to have noticed his expression. She could not help but say, "Young Master Jia, you're smiling. Is it because my zither skills are unbearable?" When they were outside, everyone had already announced their names. She must have an amazing memory to remember everyone's name in such a short time.
"I wouldn't dare." Song Qingshu cupped his hands casually.
Hua Yuyan was waiting for him to continue, but he did not say anything. Her smile could not help but freeze on her face.
At this moment, someone mocked, "Don't make blind comments if you don't know anything. Are you trying to attract attention with this kind of claptrap?
Master Hua, your methods are too clumsy. "
Song Qingshu thought to himself, "Who did I offend? I didn't even say anything, but I'm being targeted." Thinking of this, he could not help but look at that Hua Kui. He found that she was looking at him with a faint smile. It was obvious that she was trying to draw the attention to him.
"Don't say that. Young Master Jia was born in a scholarly family. He is naturally proficient in the four arts," Lu Shidao stood up and said with a smile.
Xue Pan wanted to show his face in front of the Hua Kui. When he heard this, he looked like he was basking in the light. "Of course. My brother is the most famous scholar in the capital."
"Scholar?" The people from the capital all had strange expressions on their faces. If Jia Baoyu was considered a scholar, then wouldn't they all be the top scholars?
Xue Baochai could not help but curse, "Why is big brother so …"
She knew Jia Baoyu very well. How could she not know how good Jia Baoyu was? It was already not bad that he could play the zither. How could he compare to the Hua Kui who relied on it to make a living? The other party was clearly trying to push him to a higher level so that he would fall even more miserably. However, her brother was still foolishly moving forward. She really did not know what to say.
She did not want to embarrass Jia Baoyu, nor did she want the Xue family to be a joke. Xue Baochai coughed slightly and said, "I know that Young Master Jia is good at the zither. There is no need for him to fight such a small scene. I have been defeated by Young Master Jia, so let me fight for him."
Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise. He did not expect that she would care so much about Jia Baoyu's reputation. It seemed that the two of them had a good relationship before.
Lu Shidao and the others did not expect this either. They did not know who Xue Baochai was. They only knew that she was from the mysterious Imperial City Department and was responsible for their safety. Seeing her come out to protect Jia Baoyu, the group of young masters did not know what to do.
"What is going on? Why would the imperial court protect Jia Baoyu?" Lu Shidao and Lu Shisheng looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's mind. The others did not know, but they knew how Jia Shidao died.
At this moment, Hua Kui smiled and said, "Since Young Master Xue said that, I want to see Young Master Jia's zither skills even more." Seeing that Xue Baochai was about to say something, she said first, "Today, I have invited all of you here for two reasons. One is to make friends through literature, and the other is to choose a good man to spend the rest of my life with. Now Young Master Xue is fighting for Young Master Jia. If Young Master Xue wins the battle on behalf of Young Master Jia, will it be Young Master Xue's or Young Master Jia's? I am a woman from a brothel, so of course I am cheap. But if I make the two young masters fall out with each other, it will not be beautiful. "
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