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Note:
guiniang-Miss,girl,
Da guiniang- Eldest Miss.
Little lotus
Fang Ru clearly knew the situation of Nangong Yue and Su
Qingping in advance, so she was not surprised at their appearance, nor did she
speak to them specifically, but said in a flat tone: "Everyone will play a
song first. Da giuniang, you start."
"Yes, teacher." Nangong cheng responded neither
humble nor arrogant. After setting up the guqin, she took a deep breath
and pressed the surface of the guqin with both hands. Then moved her
fingers slightly, and a clank sound came out.
She played the song "High Mountains and Flowing
Water". The sound of the guqin is like a continuous drizzle for a
while, like a majestic mountain at one time, and like a vast ocean at the same
time, smooth and coherent, and it sounds quite majestic.
"Satisfactory." Fang Ru nodded slightly, feeling
satisfied with Nangong Cheng's performance. Originally, she agreed to come to
Nangong Mansion to teach studies, first because of the Nangong Mansion’s status
in Shilin, and second because this Nangong Cheng is indeed a talent,
intelligent by nature, and easy to understand.
"Next, let me come." Seeing that Nangong Cheng is
so popular, Nangong Lin couldn't help but want to show the results of her
recent practice. She took a bragging look at Nangong Yue, and then began to
play.
Nangong Lin played "The Three Lanes of Plum
Blossoms", because she was eager to perform, and in a hurry accidentally
played a wrong note. Thus she panicked and made more mistakes. Later, her
fingers started trembling. By the end of the song, she was already flushed with
shame.
Plum blossoms melody in three variation
Fang Ru glanced at her lightly but didn't say anything. Then
she looked at Nangong Yan.
"Tea... Teacher," Nangong Yan stretched out her
hands in a panic, "My hands..." Only saw that her hands were covered
with small scratches. Obviously because of excessive piano practice which
caused injuries.
"It's too late." Fang Ru commented, and then
looked at Nangong Yue and Su Qingping. Nangong Yue stood up and leaned back and
said, "Teacher, let me play it next."
Nangong Yue set up the qin skillfully. As soon as she
pressed the surface of the qin with her hand, the fingertips began to
fly.
The song "Fisherman’s Song At Dusk" was played
vividly by Nangong Yue. It gives people the feeling that the setting sun is
reflecting on the blue waves, the fishermen are at ease, and the fishing boats
swim on the water with the sparkling waves, which is extremely comfortable and
happy.
Fang Ru's eyes suddenly brightened. She didn't think that
the Third guiniang from the Nangong family was so good at qin skills,
almost catching up with her. Then she thought that her father Nangong Mu is a
well-known talent and felt relieved.
After the song finished, Fang Ru praised without hesitation:
"I didn't expect the San guiniang to have such a good qin skill.
As expected, a tiger father don't have dog daughter. It may also say that san
guiniang inherited your father’s teachings. This qin technique reveals
the true feelings, but also reveals the casualness, does not adhere to the
technique. And listening to it is pleasing and comfortably. It’s really
excellent.”
Nangong Yue raised her eyes to look at Fang Ru. She didn't
respond to her words, only smiled back symbolically.
In her past life, in order to match Han Lingfu, she worked
hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting until she was proficient
in everything... Later, when she was abandoned, she had nothing to do and had
to play the qin to express her emotions, so her skills became more and
more exquisite. And if it wasn't for Nangong Yue's pressure to play the song
"Fisherman’s Song at Dusk", how could it be that way.
Since Nangong Yue started playing, Nangong Cheng's face
became more and more rigid. Of course, she can hear that Nangong Yue's level is
much higher than herself. Usually, she used to top among sisters, but she
didn't expect today that this most outstanding position would be given to
Nangong Yue.
Nangong Cheng suddenly remembered the trip to the palace the
day before. Although the Empress inexplicably favored Nangong Yue at that time,
she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, But it was destined to be able to
comfort her own eyes. However today, she actually lost to Nangong Yue in the qin
art! This is the real failure!
The expression in Nangong Cheng's eyes when she looked at
Nangong Yue suddenly became complicated. Yue Jie’er...Is that still the
same Yue Jie’er from before?
Not only her, but Nangong yan, Nangong Lin and Su Qingping
were also shocked by Nangong Yue's qin skills, and could not speak for a
long time.
When it was Su Qingping's turn, she already regretted not
playing before Nangong Yue. Nangong Yue played so well, but she...
Even so, she can only brace herself to do so.
She brewed for a while, and then began to play...stammering,
devastating...Finally, after playing the song, Su Qingping raised her eyes to
see Fang Ru's brows deeply wrinkled together. And Nangong Lin on the side also
looked at her. Snickers, glad that she finally didn't have to finish.
Su Qingping's face flushed, and she quickly took her hand
away.
Fang Ru didn't comment on her qin skills. She just
started with the music piece played by Nangong Cheng, explained the technique
and artistic conception while playing... By the time she finished speaking
these songs, it was almost time for lunch.
"Today's class is ending here. After return guiniangs
go back carefully comprehend it well. Tomorrow's class will be calligraphy
and painting. Everyone go back and prepare a calligraphy and painting."
After all the guiniangs thanked the teacher, they
left separately.
**********
On this day, An Niang is very excited all along, not
enduring repeatedly praising Nangong Yue for her excellent performance...
Nangong Yue was a little embarrassed to hear.
After finishing her meal that night, the maid Yixuan
graciously brought a cup of tea, "San guiniang, drink some
tea to digest."
Nangong Yue glanced at Yixuan cautiously. This Yixuan was
used to playing slippery and lazy, but she was more diligent today.
She quietly took the cup of tea, put it under her nose and
sniffed it, as if savoring the fragrance of tea.
The warm tea is bubbling with a faint white gas, The
refreshing fragrance of tea lingers in the nasal cavity. It is Maofeng,
or this year's new tea. It's just that there is a little more extra material.
According to Nangong Yue's medical skills, any medicine can
be known as long as she smells it; as long as she tastes it, she knows the
drug.
And this cup of tea is not even worth a sip, she can be sure
that the tea has been drugged!
Nangong Yue was furious at once, put the teacup on the table
with a "bang", and sternly shouted at Yixuan: "Yixuan, say! Who
instructed you to put drugs in my tea?!"
Nangong Yue didn't expect this Yixuan to be so bold... It
seems that this Yixuan must never be kept!
Relying on her father being the second housekeeper in the
mansion, Yi Xuan never put this weak and deceiving second guiniang in
her eyes, but she did not expect that she would be caught by the other party. A
panic flashed in Yixuan's eyes, and she knelt down and hurriedly defended:
"No...no, no, I don't."
"Still quibble?" Nangong Yue couldn't help but
sneer, and coldly ordered Yimei, "Yimei, palm!"
Yimei had never seen Nangong Yue like this before, so she
couldn't believe her ears and hesitated to step forward.
Upon seeing this, Yixuan became arrogant, "Yimei, do
you dare!? I am bestowed by the lao furen to the second guiniang..."
"plop!" Yimei slapped Yixuan's face suddenly, she
didn't seem to dare to use force, and she didn't even leave a mark.
But it was enough to irritate Yixuan, clutching her cheeks,
her eyes almost bursting into flames: "Well, you Yimei, you dare to hit
me!" she said, and got up and ran out the door, "I'm going to find lao
furen to judge!"
