This old madam runs a brothel, so she naturally understands what these so-called talented people think. The old madam smiled and said: "Of course, of course, tonight, Miss Jian Jian will perform for you first, and then you will write poems for Miss Jian Jian."

, we at Liuying Pavilion will never let you gentlemen come here in joy and return in disgrace!"

After the old bustard finished speaking, he suddenly clapped his hands twice, and then half of the lanterns in the hall were suddenly removed, and then the lanterns on the table were suddenly lit up. Yang Ding was slightly startled, and secretly thought to himself that this Liuying Pavilion

The madam is really a person who knows very well about stage effects, so the atmosphere is immediately highlighted.

At the same time, strands of white gauze fell from the second floor, completely covering the entire table. Then a looming and graceful figure gracefully stepped onto the table holding a guqin. After the guqin was placed, a pair of green and green figures appeared on the table.

The jade hand gently stroked the strings, and a clear sound came to my ears, and the sound of the piano lingered around for a long time!

Gongsun Yi raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "This qin---it must be a traditional guqin handed down from ancient times!"

"It's the Jiuxiao Huanpei!" Xiao Weiyin's face was also a little surprised. She didn't expect to hear an ancient guqin handed down from ancient times in the Liuying Pavilion in Qingzhou!

"Jiuxiao Huanpei? Brother Xiao, are you saying that this piano is Jiuxiao Huanpei?" Gongsun Yi looked at Xiao Weiyin in surprise. He did not expect that Xiao Weiyin could hear the origin of this piano from a distance.

Xiao Weiyin said: "This guqin is made of sycamore as the top and fir as the base. It is a good paulownia wood. The sound is pine and translucent, warm and clear, pure and perfect. The sound is very distinctive, so it is very easy to identify.

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Gongsun Yi secretly took a breath, clasped his fists and said in admiration: "Brother Xiao is really a genius. I only heard that this qin was a handed down ancient qin, but I couldn't tell that this qin was a He Qin. But Brother Xiao was able to tell this in just one sentence."

The harp is like a pendant worn by the Nine Heavens, but my hearing ability is far inferior to mine!"

As soon as Gongsun Yi finished speaking, the sound of the piano suddenly started, and everyone involuntarily shut up. Yang Ding listened to the melodious sound of the piano, which was fast and slow, changing unpredictably. He couldn't help but sigh that Su Jianjian's musical attainments had reached the highest level.

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Time seemed to go very fast under the sound of Su Jianjian's piano. Just when everyone was still immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate themselves, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped and everyone woke up instantly. It turned out that Su Jianjian had only played half of the piece.

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"Miss Jian Jian, what does this mean? Why do you only play half of it?"

Su Jianjian said: "The second half is only for those who are destined to play it!"

Su Jianjian didn't say much, but her meaning was very obvious. Everyone felt regretful after hearing it.

The old bustard then smiled and said: "If you gentlemen can recognize that this harp is He Qin, you will be qualified to write poems on the stage!"

"What? You want to tell me why Qin can go on stage and write poems? Mom, you didn't say that just now!"

The Madam laughed and said: "This is the third question asked by Miss Jian Jian, but I put it on the first question, Madam!"

For a moment, the entire Liuying Pavilion was silent, because the table had already been covered with white gauze. Although Su Jianjian seemed to be hidden in the white gauze, it was impossible for everyone to see clearly the guqin in front of Su Jianjian.

, and it would be a bit exaggerated to judge the origin of this piano just by its sound!

Gongsun Yi's face lit up, and he was about to pick up a pen and write the words "Jiuxiao Huanpei" on the paper, but then he thought about what if he guessed the name of this piano? Could he guarantee that when he writes on the stage in the future?

Isn't there any sudden shaking?

Gongsun Yi was stunned for a long time while holding up his pen, and then looked at Yang Ding, and shook his head at Yang Ding in disappointment. Yang Ding's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Brother Gongsun, what do you mean? Even if my writing is ugly, you can't read it."

There’s no need to show such an expression!”

Gongsun Yi said with a bitter look on his face: "Brother Yang, have you ever experienced the feeling of falling short of success?"

Yang Ding said angrily: "Brother Gongsun, even if you are half a useless person and I am half a useless person, isn't there still Brother Xiao here?"

Xiao Weiyin said directly: "I have no words but no poetry, and I am also half a useless person!"

Gongsun Yi and Yang Ding looked at each other for a long time, both feeling helpless.

At this moment, a note was handed down from the second floor by a little maid. The madam took the note, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the gentlemen at table 39 on the second floor for guessing Miss Jian Jian's hand."

Name this piano!"

Yang Ding and Gongsun Yi were both slightly surprised. They did not expect that anyone besides them could guess the origin of this piano.

At the same time, several more little maids handed over notes from the second and third floors one after another. The old madam took the notes from the hands of these little maids one by one. After reading them, some shook their heads and some congratulated.

In this short time, two more people guessed the origin of this guqin.

"Have any other gentlemen guessed the origin of the guqin in Miss Jian Jian's hands? If there hadn't been the Madam, I would have invited these young gentlemen to the stage!"

"Brother Gongsun, write quickly! Write first and then talk!" Yang Ding urged.

"Oh, yes!" Gongsun Yi also understood and quickly wrote the four words "Jiuxiao Huanpei" on the paper with a pen. Gongsun Yi greeted the little maid standing outside and folded the note in his hand.

He handed it to the little maid, and in a moment the note in Gongsun Yi's hand was in the hands of the old madam.

The madam opened the last note and took a look at it, with an expression of joy on her face and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the gentlemen at table 33 for guessing the origin of the guqin in Miss Jian Jian's hand!"

When Su Jianjian heard the old madam say table number 33, she couldn't help but move, and her eyes unconsciously looked towards Gongsun Yi's cubicle on the second floor.

"Young gentlemen, please please come on stage!"

After the old madam finished speaking, one person eagerly stepped onto the stage. This man was in his early twenties, wearing a square scarf and a t-shirt, and was dressed like a scholar.

When Gongsun Yi saw this person, he was slightly surprised. Apparently he did not expect to see this person in Qingzhou Mansion.

"Brother Gongsun knows this person?" Yang Ding asked.

Gongsun Yi nodded and said: "This person is called Lu Pingxu, and he was the head of the previous session of Laizhou Mansion!"

"Oh? The last case leader of Laizhou Prefecture? Doesn't this mean that this person and Brother Gongsun are equal figures?"

Gongsun Yi nodded and said: "This person is indeed the most powerful contender for Jieyuan in this rural examination in Laizhou Prefecture!"

Just as he was talking, he saw the scholar on the stage introducing himself: "I am Lu Pingxu, from Laizhou Prefecture. I came here specially from Laizhou Prefecture this time just to see the beauty of Miss Jian Jian. I wonder if Miss Jian Jian can show up."

See you in person?"

"Mr. Lu, my mother has made the rules very clear just now. As long as Mr. Lu can write poetry that surpasses all others, Jian Jian will naturally show up to meet him!"

"Brother Pingxu, why are you so anxious? Or are you saying that Brother Pingxu is deceiving me that there is no one in Jinan Mansion?" At this moment, another person from the audience stepped onto the stage.

"Su Jinxiao, it's you! You actually guessed the name of the guqin that Miss Jian Jian is holding?" Lu Pingxu frowned slightly when he saw the person coming, obviously he knew the person coming.

"Brother Gongsun, you should also know this Su Jinxiao, right?" Yang Ding looked at Gongsun Yi and asked.

"Yes, this Su Jinxiao was the head of the previous Jinan Prefecture's case, and he is also the most favorable contender for the Jinan Prefecture's Jieyuan Examination this time!"

Yang Ding smiled and said: "Interesting, interesting. If these two have to understand the Yuan Dynasty, then they will have to compete for the Yuan Yuan in the examination! But brother Gongsun, as the head of the previous Qingzhou Prefecture, you

If you can't hear the guqin in Su Jian's hand, you will inevitably miss these two by 10%!"

Gongsun Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "Even so, it is helpless!"

Xiao Weiyin said: "I don't know. There is not only one person at this table. I am afraid that the reason why these two people can guess that this piano is the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant, an ancient harp handed down from the Tang Dynasty, is because of the collective efforts of everyone."

"Miss Jian Jian, my surname is Su, and Miss Jian Jian is also surnamed Su. This means that I have a close relationship with Miss Jian Jian. I wonder if Miss Jian Jian is willing to show up for me to meet you?"

Before Su Jianjian could answer, Lu Pingxu sneered and said, "Are people with the same surname destined to be together? Brother Jinxiao, as the previous head of the case in Jinan Mansion, why do you speak so childishly!"

Su Jinxiao smiled and said: "You and I just want to invite Miss Jian Jian to show up to meet you. Since Liuying Hall has the rules of Liuying Hall, then Brother Pingxu, let's compete here today. Let's fall down.

Let’s see which one is more powerful, your Laizhou Prefecture’s case leader or my Jinan Prefecture’s case leader!”

"Brother Jinxiao's proposal is exactly what I want. I won't be polite to Brother Jinxiao anymore. I already have a good song in my heart, so I'm going to show my shame now!"

Lu Pingxu picked up the brush on the table and waved the ink on a piece of rice paper that was at least three feet long. In a moment, a standard seven-character quatrain in Taige style appeared on the paper.

Lu Pingxu finished it in one breath and with smooth momentum. He put down the pen in his hand, and two little maids immediately came up to the stage and held up Lu Pingxu's seven-character quatrain for everyone to watch.

Gongsun Yi nodded after reading it and said: "Brother Pingxu's poem is the highlight of his previous poems. Even when I took the children's examination, I was only at this level!"

Yang Ding looked at Gongsun Yi with some surprise. It was a few years ago that he took the children's examination. Yang Ding didn't believe that Gongsun Yi's literary talent had not improved in recent years. Could it be that Gongsun Yi thought that his current level was better?

Is Lu Pingxu better?

Su Jinxiao looked at Lu Pingxu's seven-character quatrain with a solemn expression on his face. This poem was indeed Lu Pingxu's pinnacle work. It seemed that Lu Pingxu had been tricked this time.

"Why, brother Jinxiao, haven't you presented a calligraphy treasure to Miss Jianjian?" Lu Pingxu couldn't help but said proudly when he saw Su Jinxiao's frown.

Su Jinxiao did not answer, but continued to think about how to respond to Lu Pingxu's poem. Lu Pingxu was also a generous person, and did not interrupt Su Jinxiao's thoughts, but waited quietly aside.

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A quarter of an hour passed unknowingly, and Su Jinxiao still did not move. At this time, Lu Pingxu not only smiled proudly again: "Since Brother Jinxiao can't come up with a better masterpiece than me, then tonight Jian Jian
Chapter completed!