Rebirth and Conferred God: Against Heaven and Become Holy

Chapter 381 I Will Compete With You With A Wine Bowl

During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, noble scribes used composing music and composing lyrics as a high-quality entertainment, so all the princes present were good at this.

It's just such a short time, it's a bit difficult for them to come up with a suitable rhyme for this situation.

However, there were indeed some talented people among the princes present, so after a while, Yue Sihou, who was under Xibohou, stood up, first saluted Ji Chang, and then saluted Ji Yue: "Young Marquis has made a fool of yourself!" .”

After finishing speaking, Yue Sihou cleared his throat, and began to sing: "Kill the sandalwood, put it on the dry side of the river, the river is clear and rippling..."

This Yue Sihou is also considered to be the most talented person among the princes. Although this song is not as beautiful and melodious as Ji Yue sang just now, it is still catchy.

After Yue Sihou finished singing, he immediately looked at Ji Yue expectantly.

But I saw Ji Yue sitting there, her eyes staring straight in front of her, she didn't move, she wasn't moved at all.

Seeing this, Yue Sihou showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, saluted Ji Yue again embarrassingly, and sat down with a flushed face.

Seeing that Yue Sihou was defeated, all the princes who were just about to make a move retreated, and the hall fell into silence for a while.

After a while, another prince mustered up his courage and stood up and recited a song.

But the result was exactly the same as Yue Sihou just now, Ji Yue sat there without even raising her eyelids.

Next, several princes stood up one by one, but everyone had the same ending.

After seven or eight princes failed, no prince dared to stand up again.

During the whole process, Jiang Wenhuan sat there all the time, looking at the princes with confidence.

Seeing all the princes sitting down angrily after failing one by one, and no one dared to stand up, Jiang Wenhuan stood up slowly, smiled at Ji Yue, and said: "Miss Ji Yue, please listen to this Hou presents a song for you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wenhuan took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to the attendant behind him.

The attendant immediately ran to the chime and handed the scroll to the musician.

After the musician opened the scroll, he immediately directed his luthiers to strike the chime according to the scroll.

Seeing this, the princes also understood that the scroll Jiang Wenhuan took out should be a roll of music scores.

I only heard the chime bell ringing leisurely, and the bell sounded extremely beautiful.

Following the sound of the bell, Jiang Wenhuan yelled loudly: "The reeds are gray, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water. Follow it back and forth, the road is long and obstructive—"

Just after hearing these few words, all the people present turned pale with shock, looking at Jiang Wenhuan, they even sighed as heavenly beings.

This song has a melodious tone, beautiful piano sound, and gorgeous rhetoric. It is a rare masterpiece in the world!

Originally, some princes dismissed Jiang Wenhuan, but after hearing this song, they couldn't help nodding their heads in admiration.

Hearing this song, Ji Yue, who had been staring blankly for a long time, finally raised her head. She glanced at Jiang Wenhuan in front of her, with a look of sadness in her eyes, and said in her heart: "This song is written by him, it's a pity Today, Ji Chang gave it to this person. Why is it that the same song is so touching in his mouth, but it is so disgusting in this person’s mouth! This is what Ji Chang chose for me A man? Do I really want to be with him forever? "

In Ji Yue's heart, waves immediately set off.

At this moment, Ji Chang leaned over and said in a low voice, "Yue'er, don't forget what I said to you. The one who can sing your favorite song is your man."

Hearing this, Ji Yue closed her eyes in pain, and when she opened them again after a while, there was ashes in her eyes, and she nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Ji Chang sat up straight with satisfaction.

After Jiang Wenhuan sang Fu, everyone on the field was shocked.

If Ji Yue's lyrics and music are ethereal, then Jiang Wenhuan's song is majestic and majestic. The two songs can be said to be on par, and Jiang Wenhuan's song is even slightly better.

The princes present were all well-informed people, and they immediately gave a voice of admiration and applause.

In addition, all the princes just sang a cappella, only Jiang Wenhuan prepared in advance, and with the accompaniment of chime bells, it was even more different.

Hearing the applause from the surrounding princes, Jiang Wenhuan raised his face triumphantly, his nostrils almost turned up to the sky, and his fair face showed an incomparable arrogance.

Although this expression seemed extremely unpleasant, after all, the song just now was extraordinary, so all the princes still responded with enthusiastic applause.

Amid the applause, Jiang Wenhuan glanced at Ji Yue triumphantly, and said with a smile, "Miss Ji Yue, please step forward and let me lift your veil."

Seeing Jiang Wenhuan's disgusting look, Ji Yue wanted to punch him in the face and stood there motionless.

But at this moment, Ji Yue heard Ji Chang's cold snort behind him.

In desperation, Ji Yue just stood up slowly and walked towards Jiang Wenhuan.

Jiang Wenhuan's eyes were like poisonous snakes, sweeping up and down Ji Yue's graceful body, as if sweeping through her clothes.

And all the princes around also showed jealousy towards Jiang Wenhuan.

By this time, all the princes had lost hope, and even believed that Ji Yue must belong to Jiang Wenhuan.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a arrogant voice from the side: "Wait a minute, I haven't sung yet?"

Hearing this voice, Ji Yue stopped immediately as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and turned her head to look at the voice.And all the princes also looked at the speaker.

It was Su Yuan who spoke just now.

Interrupting his sweet dream, Jiang Wenhuan was startled for a moment, but when he saw that it was Su Yuan, he immediately laughed disdainfully: "King Huaiyi, you are a reckless man, do you know how to write Fu?"

Seeing this, Ji Yue was also disappointed in her heart. How could such a vulgar appearance have any amazing works, but it just prolonged her painful process.

Long pain is worse than short pain!

Thinking of this, Ji Yue shook her head and said, "Forget it, no one can compare to this song."

What Ji Yue said was that no one can compare to this song, but there is no one who can say that it can sing it.

But Jiang Wenhuan thought that Ji Yue was praising him, so he became even more proud, and said to Su Yuan: "Haha, King Huaiyi, forget it! You are only worthy of fighting on the battlefield. Poems, songs, romance, You are no match for mine."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wenhuan walked towards Yue Ji.

Su Yuan smiled coldly and said, "It's just poetry and songs. I can sing better than you even if I use a wine bowl."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenhuan immediately stopped in his tracks, became furious, and said, "Okay, let me see how you compare with me with a wine bowl."

(End of this chapter)