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Chapter 120 Exhibition Art
Shangguan Pianwu couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Why can't she go back to Kyoto?
After everyone hurt her so brazenly, couldn't she even take the most basic revenge?

Can't go back to the capital, can't take revenge, can't find out the truth of the year, and stay away from everything here, how can she live well?

She doesn't deserve to live, not even to die.

Can't come back, she came back too.

Even though this is a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, since she has come, she has no intention of leaving easily.

Before she figured out everything that happened that year, she would not trust anyone, even the queen.

"Yes."

Shangguan Pianwu didn't like to laugh in the first place, and it wasn't abrupt if she didn't smile now.

Walking to the Queen's side gracefully, the palace people have prepared a set of tables, chairs, tableware, exquisite wine and dishes, and a long table with the fastest speed, and placed them next to the Queen's phoenix seat. Kind of honorable.

Dressed in a red dress like fire, it collided with the queen's gorgeous palace attire, but the two of them were in the same picture frame, and the temperament they displayed was completely different.

A stately and luxurious one.

A cold and arrogant as frost.

A variety of styles.

A stunning look.

A dignified and precipitated place, like a time gone by, but left behind a precious ancient book that will last forever.

An indifferent and calm, like in the middle of the green years, rooted and steady, the branches and leaves are gradually flourishing, and the Jinsong stands in the world.

Two people with completely different auras collided together, creating a stunning feast for people's attention.

The queen seemed extremely happy, and even the two kneeling on the main hall seemed pleasing to the eye.

"Forget it, since Pian Wu has opened her mouth, then I will spare you this time, get up!"

"Thank you for your grace."

Although she guessed that the queen would not punish Yan Xi severely, Pian Ruo felt a little unhappy that they were completely relieved of their crisis with these few words from Shangguan Pianwu.

Dare she just act for a long time for nothing?Not even a splash of water was stirred up, and after a plop, it disappeared after hearing the sound?

Did something go wrong?
Why did the queen become so partial to Shangguan Pianwu?

There must be something tricky here.

"Pianruo, even your elder sister said that in the mansion, I often heard people praise you for being omniscient, so today, you are going to be in public, let me and everyone here feast their eyes, how about it?"

The queen has said so, if Pianruo evades again, she will appear hypocritical, which is somewhat inconsistent with the persona she just set up.

Pianruo struggled to maintain an elegant smile, and replied softly: "Yes."

Dancing, Pianruo definitely won't choose, so, then choose musical instruments.

Her mother, as a senior ancient wind control, is in menopause and likes to hang around in Hanfu.From childhood to adulthood, the most common sentence Pianruo heard was: "It seems that girls who play the guqin still have temperament."

So, regardless of whether she likes it or not, she immediately sent her to learn the lyre.

In fact, Pianruo wanted to learn the guzheng at that time. At that time, she was young and didn't know any cultural and profound vocabulary. She just simply thought that the sound of the guzheng was better than that of the guqin.

Anyway, you have to learn the same thing, why not learn a musical instrument that you think sounds good?

However, Mrs. Mushang is highly respected in the family, and even Mr. Father, who has always been known for loving his daughter as his own life, has no choice but to submit to Mrs. Mushang's prestige.

He couldn't help Pianruo, so he could only choose to be neutral.

Then, Pianruo gritted her teeth, and was forced to choose the lyre between the banjo and the lyre.

Not for anything else, just because, in her opinion, the sound of the lyre is slightly better than that of the banjo.

When she was young, she always felt that musical instruments with more tones were good-sounding. The older she got, the more she understood that every musical instrument has its own unique charm. It is a bit monotonous, but there is always such a charm in its voice that the guzheng cannot replace it.

Pianruo chose a lyre in the side hall.

After choosing the zither, she was in the habit of growing up since she was a child. She subconsciously wanted to carry the qin by herself and return to the main hall, but she didn't know that such a tough move almost scared the accompanying ladies.

Pianruo smiled in embarrassment, then pretended to be unable to move, maintaining her weak personality, and then walked back to the main hall with lotus steps.

The palace people placed the guqin above the main hall, and Pianruo sat in front of the piano, plucked the strings a few times, and then skillfully tuned it.

After completing the preliminary work, Pianruo nodded to the queen.

The hall is brightly lit, the food is fragrant, the moon hangs high outside the hall, the water is rippling, and the breeze rolls up a pool of green lotus, dyeing the air with a faint lotus fragrance.

The two palaces faced each other far away, and Ming Yeli acted like no one else. Except for Di Tianlin toasting him, no one else had the qualifications nor the guts to toast the Master Guo Shi who had no smell of fireworks .

Therefore, Ming Yeli was so quiet that it seemed that he did not exist. He only drank a glass of wine and pushed the glass aside. After a few mouthfuls of dishes, he put down his chopsticks and looked over the carefully choreographed songs and dances in the Hanchang Pavilion, and looked at the opposite side Drinking Pavilion.

Shangguan Pianruo can actually play the guqin?
Ming Yeli was a little surprised.

Recalling the first time I saw her, sitting on the booth in the coffee shop, she was wearing a bright pink gauze dress, and there was an extremely exaggerated pink bow hairpin on her head.

……

To be honest, Ming Yeli's first impression of her was not good.

Ming Yeli suddenly looked forward to what kind of music she would play, because she really didn't look like someone who could control such a classical and traditional instrument.

"clank……"

The strings were plucked by plain white hands, and there was a clear and empty sound.

The sound of music like a fleeting year overflowed from her fingertips, with a hint of majesty amidst the briskness.

This is a piece that Pianruo used to compose at home when she had nothing to do. She has never played it in front of outsiders. Today is the first time.

The tone of the Guqin is a bit simple, but it is played briskly by Pianruo, as if between the mountains and under the mountains and rivers, the phoenix is ​​flying, and the birds are facing the phoenix.

The woman's crisp and soft voice sang the words of congratulatory birthday:

Celebrate birthday.

The birthday is Baiqianchun.

There will be an elegant banquet, and there will be relatives in the painting hall.

The big country is sealed with a tin letter, and the jade color is covered with silk.

Thank you for your kindness.

Look at Jiuchong, worship Yaoyun in the sky.

Today's birthday, the number of birthdays is better than Song Chun.

Pour fine wine, sincerely like a man in the moon.

There is a sound of sandalwood board movement, and a stick of incense is burned.

Pray to the gods.

May every year today, happy long and new.

When the ending sound falls, the sound of the piano hums softly and softly, and the lingering sound lingers on for a long time.

　I wish my little ones a healthy Dragon Boat Festival. Did you eat zongzi, eat salted duck eggs, and watch dragon boat races today?How many days off?

　　Do you think the author looks like Mama-san today, talking too much?snickering...

　　The author decides that, in order to thank the little ones for accompanying him all the way and giving him support and motivation, the author will add another chapter at [-]:[-] pm. . .Are you happy?If you are happy, use the recommendation ticket to stun the author!
　　


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