Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 125 Sneak Attack

The last blush of the sky faded away, and the inky night slowly spread out.

Shen Li looked down at the girl in pink in the audience.

A trace of panic flashed across the girl's face, and she argued, "...Everyone in Jiangdu City knows that the Jinghong Qin is in your hand. I thought it was the Jinghong Qin, so what's so strange about it?"

The breeze blew across the endless grass carpet and onto the platform, ruffling the hem of her aqua blue skirt.

Shen Li curled her lips and chuckled, "I see, I thought..."

"Why?"

"I thought the girl had the ability to predict the future and knew that I would bring the real Jinghong Qin today."

Luo Zhi walked up to the platform holding the zither, opened the bag, and the real Jinghong zither appeared in front of everyone.

Only with comparison can you tell the real from the fake at a glance.

The piano just now looked exactly the same as the real Jinghong piano.

But if you compare them carefully, you can find the flaws.

It was truly stunning, the body of the instrument was shiny and glossy, and even though there was not strong sunlight at the moment, the strings still had a metallic luster.

Even if you are a layman, you can tell which guitar is better by comparing the two.

Shen Li bowed slightly, saluted the emperor and empress, and sat down again.

The smooth fingertips pluck the strings lightly, and the music sounds melodious, like pearls rolling on a jade plate.

The sound of the piano is sometimes low and melodious, sometimes gentle and passionate, like flowing water in the mountains, or like thousands of horses galloping.

"Pingsha Luoyan" is also known as "Yanluo Pingsha", and there are many schools of performance in Southern Wu.

The intention is to use the far-reaching ambition of the wild geese to write about the mind of the hermit. The artistic conception is vast, tranquil and full of vitality.

Han Yunning's piano skills are indeed outstanding. He has mastered both harmonics and glissando to perfection.

It’s a pity that we only know its spirit but not its soul.

On the other hand, Shen Li's cheerfulness in the early stages made people feel refreshed.

It’s as if I see a flock of geese flying in the clear autumn weather, calm wind and flat sand.

The passion in the second half is like a painting depicting the evil of human nature, which makes people feel a strong emotional impact.

It is both a profound realization of the wickedness of human nature and a helpless sigh at the wickedness of the world.

People's moods also fluctuate, as if they are in a world full of deception and hypocrisy, feeling endless sadness and helplessness.

Luo Jue gently waved his folding fan, tilted his head and exclaimed, "I never knew that your little sister is such a great zither player. Did you hide your talent before?"

The young man in crimson official robes glanced at him sideways.

"you lose."

Luo Jue, who was fanning himself, froze.

"...Can we make a deal?"

"If you lose a bet, you will never regret it."

Luo Jue: “…”

The song ended, and the lingering sound lingered.

Shen Li raised her head, her eyes as clear as water, and looked quietly at the people below the stage.

The guests present were all immersed in the wonderful piano music. It took them a long time to come back to their senses and they all applauded and praised.

"Miss Shen's piano skills are truly amazing and breathtaking!"

"Just now I listened to Miss Han's piano playing and thought it was wonderful. But compared with Miss Shen San's music, I feel that the former is bland and tasteless. Miss Shen San uses the piano to express her emotions. This is the highest realm of piano learning!"

From time to time, there were voices of praise from the crowd, and of course there were also people who stood on Han Yunning's side.

A woman deliberately sneered, "If you ask me, the zither is an elegant object. Even if Miss Shen San is a great zither player, if she has a bad moral character, she will defile this fine zither!"

This woman is Han Yunning's close friend, so naturally she would stand on her friend's side.

The "lack of moral conduct" she mentioned was naturally referring to the elopement of Shen Li and Luo Cheng.

Although this matter was deliberately suppressed, everyone knew the truth and no one dared to respond to it for a while.

Shen Li was about to speak, but was overtaken by a clear and beautiful voice.

"We are competing with each other for the piano, not for morality. You are so shameless and flirt with other people every day. Today you want to marry the third son of the Liang family, and tomorrow you want to marry the second son of the Luo family. Seeing that others don't like you, you just sit here and complain about sour grapes! If you have nothing better to do, look in the mirror. You - you have the nerve to gossip about others here!"

Shen Li felt that the voice sounded familiar.

She glanced sideways at the audience and saw Yang Lijun with her hands on her waist, looking quite imposing.

The woman's face turned redder and redder. "You...you should stop talking nonsense here!"

Yang Lijun rolled her eyes. "You know best whether I am talking nonsense or not. Do you want me to read out the love poem you wrote to Mr. Luo Er for everyone to hear?"

The woman's face turned red, and she didn't dare to do anything to Yang Lijun. She could only stomp her feet and leave quickly.

"Humph, you still want to fight me with this little bit of ability!"

Yang Lijun raised her chin proudly, but when she met Shen Li's gaze, she lowered her head uncomfortably and avoided her gaze.

Han Yunning's face turned pale. She could never have imagined that the piano she sent people to destroy was not Jinghong's?

She turned her head and glared at the maid standing behind her.

The maid was startled and quickly lowered her head, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

The emperor and empress also had a look of admiration on their faces. Emperor Hongyang praised, "Miss Shen San, you played the song "Pingsha Luoyan" very well. It can be said that you have mastered it to perfection."

Shen Li smiled modestly, "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

The champion today is none other than Shen Li.

But the remaining ladies still have to go on stage one by one.

Even if Shen Li was not there, they would not have been the champions. They wanted to go on stage just to show their faces.

The sky gradually darkened, and Shen Li took Luo Zhi out of the shed under the pretext of changing clothes.

A brazier was lit on a wooden frame inside the paddock, and the orange-red flames roared, illuminating most of the paddock.

Han Yunning felt that something was wrong with him, and he didn't know why, but his cheeks felt very hot.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

The maid Ping'er noticed that something was wrong with her face and asked softly.

"Nothing, help me get some fresh air."

Ping'er helped Han Yunning out of the shed and walked aimlessly along the grass.

The night wind did not relieve the heat from her body.

My body became weaker and weaker, my throat felt like it was on fire, and an indescribable strange feeling spread throughout my body.

It felt like I was being bitten by millions of ants and my whole body was itchy.

In the flickering firelight, she caught a glimpse of a dark blue figure walking to the right.

Shen Beiqi?

Han Yunning bit her lower lip lightly, "Ping'er, wait for me here and keep watch over me. Don't let anyone else get close."

"Yes."

Although Ping'er was confused, she did not dare to object to the girl's words.

The moonlight was like a veil, covering the endless grassland.

Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Even if you walk to a place where there is no firelight, you can still clearly see the dark blue man's back.

Han Yunning felt very hot all over, so she walked forward and hugged him from behind.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head and lost consciousness instantly.