Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 2096

[Chapter two thousand and eighty]

Xue Baochai thought that it would be embarrassing if he was really chosen by this oiran, but if he didn’t help, would he let Baoyu and his brother lose face?

While she was hesitating, other people echoed Hua Yuyan. After all, what she said was reasonable and well-founded, and everyone wanted to see Jia Baoyu make a fool of herself, so she cried out for fear that the world would not be in chaos.

Song Qingshu patted Xue Baochai’s hand lightly, indicating that she should handle the next situation by herself. Xue Baochai’s face turned red, thinking that Baoyu was used to fighting with those maids and sisters on weekdays, and she always lacked the defense between men and women. Feel free to touch my hand!

But nowadays, women disguise themselves as men, and they don’t have to worry about being seen by others when they have a skin-to-skin blind date with him.

Song Qingshu cleared his throat and said slowly, “It’s true that the law is not taught lightly, and I’m not an entertainer, so why should I perform for you in front of everyone’s eyes?” As soon as

he finished speaking, the room was suddenly booed:

” Che, don’t you?”

“If you really know it, why don’t you show your hands.”

” Yeah, let

everyone

‘s eyes open.”

“Playing the qin is an elegant thing, so why should Brother Jia care?”

Song Qingshu was indifferent. He just looked at the Hua Kui and said, “I can play, but I have to be a bit lucky.”

“What is it?” Hua Yuyan asked with a smile.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: “If the girl thinks I can play well enough, how about choosing me as the guest of honor tonight?” He wanted to see what the woman was thinking, so he decided to end this farce as soon as possible.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar, Xue Baochai glared at him hatefully, the woman in the yellow shirt was full of contempt, and those other people even spoke out to stop him.

“Young master, this is difficult for me,” Hua Yuyan looked embarrassed, “there are so many sons here, how can a concubine favor one over the other?”

“I can play the qin , too. If I want

to

play a song, I can bring a beautiful woman back home. How can it be so easy.”

“Brother Jia’s request is too frustrating.”

As a bet?”

…

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, the corner of Hua Yuyan’s mouth rose slightly, and he stretched out his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and then said: “Jia Gongzi, it is indeed inconvenient for a concubine to be a bet today, but it is indeed not suitable for the young master to be indifferent. It’s

like this, if the son has superb piano skills, the concubine will give this painting to you.”

The maid next to him had already taken out a scroll of paintings and spread them out in front of everyone, and the pictures were thousands of mountains and thousands of valleys vying for the best. The rivers are crisscrossed, the smoke and waves are vast, and the momentum is very majestic.

There are rocky springs in the mountains, tile-roofed cottages, pines and bamboos, green willows and safflowers.

Between mountains and streams, rivers and lakes, fishing villages and long bridges, everything is dizzying.

“A thousand miles of rivers and mountains!” Xue Baochai stood up excitedly.

Song Qingshu was also a little surprised. He didn’t expect to come across a famous masterpiece here. The author of this painting is not well-known, his name is Wang Ximeng, and few people in later generations have heard of his name.

However, this painting is very famous and is recognized as one of the top ten famous paintings in China.

This painting was painted by Wang Ximeng when he was 18 years old, and Wang Ximeng died not long after that. This painting became a swan song. Emperor Huizong gave this painting to Cai Jing. After Jingkang was in trouble, Bianjing was broken by the Jin people, and the painting was lost. I don’t know, I didn’t expect it to fall into the hands of an oiran.

“People in this era really made a lot of money to pick up girls.” Song Qingshu secretly sighed, and he could guess that she was a brothel woman without asking, how did this painting come to be.

Everyone in the field praised one after another, but their expressions were relatively calm, as if they were just admiring a rare good painting, rather than seeing a masterpiece handed down.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that this painting was made not long ago, and it was done by an unknown painter in this dynasty. The painting can become one of the top ten famous paintings, so the reaction to seeing this painting is not as shocking as his.

“Do you like this painting?” Song Qingshu noticed the excited Xue Baochai next to him.

“Well,” Xue Baochai nodded instinctively, “I have seen a copy of this painting once. I have admired Wang Ximeng who died young, and I have always regretted not seeing the original.”

“Since you like it, I’ll win and send you off.” Song Qingshu was interested in this painting from the beginning, and it was one of his plans to attack Xue Baochai’s division into several great families.

Xue Baochai was startled and hurriedly said, “Baoyu, don’t be ridiculous.” Although she didn’t meet Jia Baoyu too many times when she grew up, she still knew how much he weighed.

“I have my own measure.” After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he got up and said to Hua Yuyan, “It happens that this young master likes this painting, so let’s open your eyes.”

A group of people pouted secretly, and Hua Yuyan couldn’t bear it .

Zhu Zhu said, “Hey, let’s talk about it earlier, if you can’t convince everyone of your son’s piano skills, you can’t give this to your son.”

“It’s natural.” Song Qingshu said lightly.

Xue Baochai on the side frowned, thinking that even if he played by himself, it would be easier said than done to convince everyone?

After all, people can tell lies on purpose, and she can’t hold on to it without admitting it.

The woman in yellow also looked at him with great interest, wondering where he got his confidence, was he a delusional person or was he really capable?

Song Qingshu sat down in front of Qin, and seeing his solemn expression, the group of people involuntarily followed suit.

Originally, he didn’t know the rhythm at all. After he came to this world, Dongfang Muxue took him into the door. Later, everyone like Zhao Min and Ren Yingying taught him for a long time, and Shen Bijun was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The lady of the family should be a sparring partner. Although his current piano skills are not the top masters, it is not a big problem to be better than the courtesans in a remote town.

It’s just that everyone’s judgment on piano skills is very subjective, and it is not so easy to convince everyone.

The reason why he has the confidence is also inspired by the practice of the oiran just now.

Hua Yuyan just did that, but no one noticed. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com His martial arts are far superior to the opponent, and it is easier to moisten things silently, unless there is a great master of the same level in the field, otherwise He didn’t even notice that he was moving.

Having made up his mind, Song Qingshu’s hands instantly turned into afterimages, and an incomparably impassioned magical melody sounded. The expressions of everyone in the field changed immediately, and their bodies trembled, as if they couldn’t restrain their body agitation and wanted to dance to the song.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, the square dance Divine Comedy “The Most Dazzling National Style”, coupled with your own internal strength, you can’t dance if you want.

Originally, it was difficult to compose some of the tones of “The Most Dazzling National Style” with the guqin, but with the cooperation of internal forces, the influence was not great.

The group of sons were all blushing,

“The sound of the extravagant, the sound of the extravagant!”

“Insulting the gentleness, insulting the gentleness!”

Even so, they still couldn’t resist the instinctive reaction of their bodies, and one by one, they shivered with the music melody. stand up.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: “If you say no, your body is quite honest.”

[End of this Chapter]