The outcome of this much-anticipated piano battle has been decided. It is true that Yu Qingya can memorize other people's piano music perfectly, but what is imitation? The real joy never lies in the image, but in the spirit. Yu Qingjia's song is the one that really hits people's hearts directly, making people tremble and unable to control themselves. Until the end of the song, everyone felt lost, unable to recover for a long time.
This kind of song is worthy of the name of Changhong, it is cunning and gorgeous, and it is decisive in killing. Changhong's song became famous in the first battle, and this song was written by a young girl from composition to performance!
Some years ago, Yu Qingjia's title of "Poppy Poppy" was dug up for some reason. The boys had a heated discussion, and they all stared at the water pavilion eagerly. Although the girls envied Yu Qingjia's limelight today, they were all convinced by this battle alone. oral.
Everyone is waiting for the return of the rightful lord, who has the heart to pay attention to Yu Qingya now. But after waiting for a long time, I only saw a maid walking quickly from across the lake with her head bowed. Murong Xu took the initiative to ask, "Where is Miss Yu Liu?"
"Miss Yu Liu said that the night breeze was too cold, and she had finished playing the song, so she went back first."
Murong Xu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing, and the others also burst into good-natured smiles: "You are free and unrestrained, as expected of Yu Wenjun's daughter, she really looks like a celebrity!"
Now that the poppies had left, there was no need for them to continue standing outside. Everyone walked back one after another. When they entered the door, a person suddenly asked: "The most exciting part of Changhong Opera is played by two people. Who is the one who accompanied Yu Liuniang?"
At this time, most of them had already entered, and Zhou Suzhi heard it just in time, and said: "She is so good at the piano, there must be a maid who is good at the piano by her side, so it's not surprising. Besides, didn't she say it a long time ago, this is her and a Did you compose the song with your friends?"
This explanation is reasonable, and the person who asked the question realized it, so he nodded and stopped thinking about it. Instead, Zhou Suzhi snorted contemptuously in his heart at this moment.
It's obviously a two-person ensemble, and Yu Qingya is quite ashamed to claim credit for it. If Yu Qingjia hadn't said that the song was disrespectful to the king, Yu Qingya would have to go along with the flow and assign the credit for composing the song to herself. How shameless, Zhou Suzhi sneered, at this moment she thought of something, raised her eyes and looked around, only to realize that Yu Qingya, who was still arrogant just now, had gone somewhere.
On the other side, Yu Qingjia played the complete piece, her fingers resting on the strings, and she was still breathing heavily in her chest.
Murong Yan, who has always been the hardest to please, showed approval for the first time. With a chuckle in his eyes, he nodded to Yu Qingjia and said, "Very good."
Yu Qingjia didn't expect to be able to improvise so well today, which is almost the peak of her learning piano. Hearing Murong Yan's praise, Yu Qingjia obviously wanted to be humble, but her eyes couldn't help showing a smile: "Thank you. Today is thanks to you. Without you, I'm afraid it would not be so easy on my own."
Murong Yan had already stood up, he was wearing a silver mask, standing in black clothes in the night wind, the water light behind him cast a lingling water light on his body. Yu Qingjia was in a daze when she suddenly heard Murong Yan ask: "I'm leaving first, how about you?"
Yu Qingjia came back to her senses, and immediately stood up: "I'll go with you."
Yinzhu stood outside the pavilion, and kept sighing that the young lady played the piano really well, and then she was stunned to see her young lady and another person lift the curtain and come out of the pavilion together. Yin Zhu couldn't close her mouth in surprise, is this Jing Ji? But isn't Jing Ji in the mansion, she obviously didn't go out with everyone today.
Yinzhu thought about it and didn't even try to understand what was going on in front of her, but being big-hearted also has its advantages, since she couldn't figure it out, Yinzhu quickly stopped thinking about it. Who cares, anyway, the young lady often stayed with Jing Huan when she was in the mansion, and now it doesn't seem to be a surprise that the two of them come out together.
Murong Yan has been walking in the dark. Although he is walking together, he can only see Yu Qingjia and Yinzhu from the outside. Yu Qingjia walked with Yinzhu for a while, and met the maid in the palace.
All the maids were surprised when they saw Yu Qingjia: "Miss Yu Liu? Where are you going?"
"The night wind is too cold. I have finished playing the song, so I will go back first." After Yu Qingjia finished speaking, she tightened her clothes and walked out without looking back, "Please tell King Yingchuan this, six Mother will leave first."
Because Murong Yan was wearing a mask, he was hidden in the shadows all the way. Fortunately, it was dark now, except for the wave of maids they met at the beginning, they didn't meet anyone else. Yu Qingjia quickly walked to his carriage, the driver was resting on the side talking to someone, when he saw the young lady came out, he hurried over to serve her, and at this time Murong Yan and Yu Qingjia had already boarded the carriage.
The coachman pleaded guilty and immediately jumped on the shaft to drive. For some reason, the coachman always felt that the carriage was much heavier than when it came. Yu Qingjia's carriage was parked outside the second gate. At this time, King Yingchuan's banquet was not over yet, and most of the gentlemen and female guests had not come out, so the road was very smooth. When they drove to the gate, the gatekeepers glanced at their signs and waved them through.
Yinzhu sat on the shaft of the carriage and watched the road, only Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan were left in the carriage. Yu Qingjia was sitting in the carriage with her hands on her knees, the pearls in her hair shaking slightly with the wheels of the carriage. Yu Qingjia's sitting posture was very regular, and Murong Yan also closed his eyes to rest his mind. It's strange to say that Murong Yan didn't make any sound, but Yu Qingjia couldn't help but secretly look at him.
The vixen's sense of existence seems to be particularly strong today. He is dressed in black, and he hides in the dark and almost blends into the night. However, in the darkness, an invisible hand emerges, even if he cannot see it, he grabs people's minds and makes people dare not relax. alert.
Yu Qingjia sneaked a few glances, Murong Yan's eyelashes visibly moved, and Yu Qingjia turned her head nonchalantly. She had a weird feeling. When she went out today, she still thought that she was the only one in the car. She was not used to it. She didn't expect that there would be two people on the way back.
Yu Qingjia peeked and was caught by the rightful owner. She acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to sit in a dignified manner. The carriage traveled another distance, and Yu Qingjia scratched her heart and lungs, unable to hold back her curiosity. She glanced outside and saw Yinzhu and the coachman were talking outside the car door. Taking advantage of their inattention, Yu Qingjia immediately approached Murong Yan, tugged at his sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say you can't go out? Why are you here?" gone?"
private matter? Yu Qingjia blinked and suddenly understood. The last time Murong Yan was seriously injured was also in Yingchuan Palace, no wonder he didn't go out with everyone, because Murongyan wanted to take advantage of Yingchuan King's banquet to visit the palace again at night.
Yu Qingjia probably guessed it in her heart, and wisely didn't ask any more questions. She felt that her behavior was very reasonable and understanding, she was simply a caring little padded jacket. "Little padded jacket" took the opportunity of speaking to look at Murong Yan's mask vigorously. When Murong Yan was talking, she stared at the other's mask motionlessly. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and secretly reached out to poke.
Yu Qingjia thought that her movements were light and fast, and Murong Yan would definitely not be able to react. But she just stretched out her hand, and before she could touch Murong Yan, he grabbed her wrist with one hand.
"What do you want to do?"
Yu Qingjia blinked and looked at him with a sincere and harmless expression: "I just want to touch it."
"No." Murong Yan refused very simply. Yu Qingjia took out her own and Yu Wenjun's and Yu's coquettish housekeeping skills, and continued to raise her head slightly, blinking at him. Yu Qingjia is good-looking, when she looks at someone with such dependent and focused eyes, few people can resist. Yu Qingjia herself knew this, and she used to use this trick to soften the hearts of her parents. But today Yu Qingjia encountered a crisis of dignity. She looked at her for a while with such wet and coquettish eyes, but Murong Yan didn't respond, and even glanced at her coldly: "This trick is useless to me, sit back."
Yu Qingjia's smile froze, she quickly put away her smile, and gave Murong Yan a hard look: "If you don't touch it, don't touch it, who cares!"
Just now Yu Qingjia leaned to Murong Yan's side to talk, now she sat up straight and gave Murong Yan an extremely noble and cool look, her attitude was very clear. However, no matter how Yu Qingjia tossed and acted here, Murong Yan didn't even pay attention to it, and completely ignored it.
Yu Qingjia was discouraged, the vixen was still the old vixen, and her personality was still extremely annoying. Yu Qingjia sat with her mouth pursed for a while, then stretched out her fingers to slap Murong Yan: "Where did you find this mask? Is it made of real silver?"
Silver mines are extremely scarce, and smelting technology has just started, so silver is far from being as popular as it is in later generations. At this time, the rarity of silver is a little higher than that of gold. All the silver in the country must be burned into silver ingots and presented to the imperial palace, and then the palace will melt the silver ingots into vases, bowls and chopsticks, jewelry, etc., and then give them to the harem and courtiers. Therefore, it is a very honorable thing to have silver decorations at home, because if silver objects are not robbed of court tributes, they can only be bestowed by the emperor. This is obviously an expression of identity and status.
Murong Yan pursed her lips under the mask, and finally said in a cold voice, "No."
Yu Qingjia sighed in disappointment, silver has the effect of protecting against evil spirits, she thought it was pure silver. After knowing that it was not real money, Yu Qingjia lost interest and did not continue to ask. At this time, the coachman steered the horse to turn a corner, and the ruts knocked on the raised stone slabs, making a soft noise. As the carriage swayed, there was a faint "dong" sound outside, and the chassis of the carriage seemed to be much lighter.
Yu Qingjia felt something was wrong, she immediately wanted to open the window to see what was going on, but the curtain was lifted halfway and was suppressed by Murong Yan: "Even if there is no one outside, you can't lift the curtain to look out, sit properly."
"But I heard something, it seems that someone has fallen..." Yu Qingjia wanted to look out, but Murong Yan held her hand tightly: "No, you heard it wrong."
No? Yu Qingjia has been playing the piano since elementary school, and her ears are very keen. She looked at Murong Yan suspiciously, and she just heard it... Murong Yan's eyes couldn't be rejected. Slowly, Yu Qingjia also understood something. She put down her hand and said in a low voice, "Okay."
Since he said no, then no.
The groom who was driving in front turned a corner, and suddenly found that the cart was much lighter, and the horse was obviously moving. He scratched his head, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out. Zheng Er jumped down from under the carriage and immediately hid in the shadow of the wall. He quickly slipped into the alley along the base of the wall. The alley was twists and turns, and the sun and sky were covered by sundries on both sides, so he couldn't see his fingers in the dark night. In a dark alley, Ye Xiao's voice came from another alley, and soon another figure flashed into the alley.
"Zheng Er, didn't you make an appointment at Xushi? Why did you come out now?"
"I don't know. I should have come out a long time ago, but the young master didn't know what he heard, and suddenly turned back." Speaking of this, Zheng Er was also at a loss. Some time ago, in order to divert Murong Yan's attention, he deliberately He was exposed and was arrested on purpose. Today, taking advantage of Murong Xu's complacent banquet, Murong Yan sneaked into the dungeon and released Zheng Er without anyone noticing. Outside, Chang Da and others made an appointment to meet him. They originally did not agree to let Murong Yan take the risk alone, but Murong Yan had been to this garden last time, and only he was familiar with the terrain here. And what the young master said is right, if he can't handle it with his skills, then it's useless to bring more people, if he is enough to handle it, then there's no need to bring more people to add burden.
Chang Da was no better than Zhang Xian and other counselors, and Murong Yan surrounded him with a few words. Chang Da and the others waited outside fidgeting. Seeing that the agreed time had passed, Murong Yan and Zheng Er still hadn't come out, Chang Da became more anxious and irritable. If it wasn't for the quietness in the garden where King Yingchuan stayed, he couldn't control it. I'm about to rush in. Fortunately, a quarter of an hour later, Young Master and Zheng Er finally came out.
Zheng Er and Chang Da communicated for a while, and found that neither of them understood why the plan had changed. Zheng Er had followed Murong Yan out of the dungeon safely at that time, the two should have left quickly without the guard noticing, but Murong Yan didn't know what he heard, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, stood in the garden, and then turned around abruptly When I went back, there was no explanation at all. Zheng Er was completely confused, the young master was still in Yingchuan Palace, could he still run out by himself? Zheng Er could only bite the bullet and follow, almost hiding under Murong Xu's nose for a quarter of an hour, then hid under Yu Qingjia's carriage, and left the house smoothly.
Because it was the carriage of the women's relatives, the guards at the gate didn't question them at all, and let them go out after looking at the invitation card and sign casually. Leaving the mansion was far easier than they had planned. According to Zheng Er's original idea, a fierce battle would always be unavoidable to escape the gate.
The few of them looked at each other in blank dismay, none of them understood what was going on. Chang Da was still thinking about it, he waved his hand casually, and said carelessly: "Young master's arrangement is always reasonable, and there must be a reason why you have to do this when you turn back halfway."
Zheng Er nodded hesitantly, half-believing. Chang Da led Zhang Er out of the city, and asked in the dark, "You went out of the mansion today, and borrowed the name of the little lady from Yu Wenjun's family?"
Zheng Er nodded. These confidantes of the young master knew about the fact that the young master was hiding in the Yu family. This excuse is too easy to use. No matter what they do, they like to mention Yu Qingjia's name, so Zheng Er, Chang Da and others are no strangers to Yu Qingjia. Zheng Er remembered what happened just now, and said to Chang Da very funnyly: "You didn't hear just now, the conversation between the young master and the young lady of the Yu family is very interesting. The young lady asked the young master if the mask is made of silver, and the young master is probably afraid of it. It's hard to explain, but I said no very calmly. Can we still come up with a silver-plated thing for the young master?"
Chang Da also found it funny, and smiled, he felt that something was wrong: "Young master and that girl Yu Wenjun are so familiar?"