Flower Stealing Master Chapter 2080: The mouth is upright

Xue Baochai thought that if he was really selected by this oiran, he would be embarrassed, but if he didn't help, would he let Baoyu and his brother be ashamed?

She was hesitating, and the other people agreed with Hua Yuyan. After all, she was justified and well-founded. Besides, everyone wanted to see Jia Baoyu making a fool of herself, so she screamed for fear that the world would not stop.

Song Qingshu patted Xue Baochai's hand lightly, signalling her to deal with the next situation, Xue Baochai's face flushed, thinking that Baoyu is used to fighting with those maids and sisters, and there is always a lack of protection between men and women in her heart. , How can I touch my hand at will!

However, nowadays, when a woman is disguised as a man, she is not afraid of being seen by others on a blind date with him.

Song Qingshu cleared his throat and slowly said: "As the saying goes, the law is not passed lightly, and I am not a performer. Why should I perform it to you in full view?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a boo in the room:

"Cut, don't you know?"

"If you can, why not show your hands."

"Yes, let everyone open their eyes."

"Fuqin is an elegant thing, so why bother brother Jia."

……

These people are talking about each other, but Song Qingshu is indifferent, just looking at the oiran and saying: "I can play, but it's a little bit lucky."

"What color?" Hua Yuyan asked with a smile.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "If the girl thinks I'm good at playing, how about choosing me as the guest on the scene tonight?" He wanted to see what the woman was doing, 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 gave him a hateful look. The woman in the yellow shirt was full of contempt, and the other people spoke to stop her.

"My son, it's hard for me," Hua Yuyan looked embarrassed, "There are still so many sons in the room, how can my concubine favor one another?"

"I can play the piano as well. I want to hug a beautiful girl by playing a song. How can it be so easy."

"Brother Jia's request is too Meng Lang."

"How can a fairy like Huayou be used as a bet?"

……

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, the corners of Huayu's cigarette mouth rose slightly, and she stretched out her hand to signal everyone to stay calm, and then said: "Master Jia, it is indeed inconvenient for the concubine to be a bet today, but it is indeed not suitable for the son to return without success. …Let’s do it, if the son has a superb piano skill, the concubine will give this picture as a gift."

The maid at the side has already taken out a picture album and spread it out in front of everyone. The picture is very majestic and majestic. In the mountains, there are flying springs on the rocks, tile houses and huts, green pine and bamboo, green willows and red flowers dotted with it. Between mountains and streams, rivers and lakes, wild crossings in fishing villages, and long bridges between waters and rivers, there are everything that is dizzying.

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!" Xue Baochai stood up excitedly.

Song Qingshu was also a little surprised. I didn't expect to encounter a masterpiece passed down here. The author of this painting is not well-known, but he is called Wang Ximeng. Few people in later generations have heard of his name. However, this painting is very famous, and it is recognized as one of the top ten famous paintings in China.

This painting was painted by Wang Ximeng when he was eighteen years old. It didn't take long for Wang Ximeng to die. This painting became a swan song. Emperor Huizong bestowed this painting on Cai Jing. After Jingkang was in trouble, Bianjing was attacked by the gold man. The whereabouts of the painting is unknown, and I did not expect it to fall into the hands of an oiran.

"People of this age really have a **** foundation for picking up girls." Song Qingshu secretly sighed, without asking, you can guess how she is a brothel woman and how she got this painting.

Everyone in the field admired them, but their expressions were relatively calm, as if they were just appreciating a rare good painting, rather than seeing a masterpiece handed down.

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and quickly realized that this painting was not made for a long time, and it was done by an unknown painter in this era. It is the same in all ages, and they didn't expect it. Thousands of years later, this 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 long admired Wang Ximeng, who died young, and I have always regretted not seeing the original."

"Since you like it, I will win and send you off." Song Qingshu was interested in this painting at first, and it was originally one of his plans to explore Xue Baochai's division of several major families.

Xue Baochai was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Baoyu, stop messing around." Although she didn't meet Jia Baoyu too many times when she grew up, she still knew how many catties the other party had.

"I have a sense of measure." After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he stood up and said to Hua Yuyan, "It just happens that this young man likes this painting, so let's open your eyes."

A group of people kept their mouths secretly, Hua Yuyan couldn't help but said: "Hey, let's talk ahead. If the son's piano art can't convince everyone, this can't be given to the son."

"This is natural." Song Qingshu said lightly.

Xue Baochai frowned, thinking that even if he was on the court, would it be easy to convince everyone? After all, people can deliberately tell lies and insist on not admitting it, and she can't do it either.

The woman in the yellow shirt also looked at him with great interest. I don't know where he comes from. Is he a fool or is he really capable?

Song Qingshu sat cross-legged in front of Qin, seeing his solemn expression, a group of people also quieted down involuntarily.

Originally, he didn't know the rhythm at all. After he came to this world, Dongfang Muxue led him in. Later, people like Zhao Min and Ren Yingying taught him how to play piano for a long time, and Shen Bijun was so proficient. The masters of piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy should serve as a training partner. Although his current piano skills are not the top master, it is not a big problem to surpass the oiran in a remote town.

It’s just about piano skills. Everyone’s judgment is very subjective. It’s not so easy to convince everyone. The reason why he has the confidence is that he was inspired by the oiran's method just now, and he played the piano with his inner strength!

Hua Yuyan just did that, but it was not noticed by anyone~ IndoMTL.com~ His martial arts are far better than the opponent, and it is easier to moisturize things silently, unless there is a great master of the same level in the field, otherwise He didn't even notice that he moved his hands or feet.

The idea has been decided, Song Qingshu's hands suddenly turned into shadows, and an extremely exciting magical melody rang. Everyone in the field immediately changed their faces, and their bodies trembled, as if they could not restrain their body agitation, and wanted to dance with the song. general.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, the square dance divine tune "the most dazzling national style", coupled with your own internal strength, you can't dance if you don't want to. Originally, it was difficult to compose some of the tones of "The Most Dazzling National Style" with Guqin, but with internal cooperation, the impact was not great.

The princes of the group of princes were suffocated and their faces flushed,

"The sound of the miraculous, the sound of the miraculous!"

"Insulting gentleness, insulting gentleness!"

That's all, they still can't resist the instinctive reaction of the body, and they jittered one by one to the music melody.

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