How can you know the beauty of spring?

Author: Yue Izumo

How can you know the beauty of spring?

Hua Jiao's heart slowly calmed down, and he was immersed in the music, as if he had no idea what was going on outside of him.

Her fingers were cut when the string was broken, but she acted as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't notice the pain, and her fingers frantically plucked the strings, playing a grand and lingering music.

Blood beads kept dripping from her fingers, and because her fingers frantically plucked the strings, the blood beads splashed along with the music.

Yu Taiqing frowned, the cup in his hand tilted, and the tea spilled onto his hand, but he didn't know it.

Princess Jing'an glanced at Yu Taiqing, stretched out her fingers to straighten his tea cup, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

King Kang was stunned with shock. He raised his hand to stop the painting, but he couldn't bear to have such beautiful music interrupted. He was in a dilemma. He frowned and sighed softly: "Oh, you are so good at playing, but don't do it."

My fingers are useless."

One song ends.

The finger in the painting corner was removed from the pipa string, and he glanced at the bleeding finger. His long sleeve hung down to cover the finger, and he said softly: "Jiang is not talented and has made a fool of himself in front of you."

She stood up holding the pipa and saluted, then handed the pipa to the palace attendant on one side and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the pipa may need to be cleaned up."

The palace officials hurriedly bowed in response.

Huajiao no longer looked at the people in the audience and went straight back to his seat.

Because the strings broke when playing Huajiao, and he played several wrong notes during the period, it was natural that the title of "Qin Jue" fell on Zheng Min.

King Kang felt it was a pity, and he sighed and said: "If Lady Jiang had not plucked the strings, the piano must have been hers. It is such a pity."

Princess Jing'an nodded in agreement: "I just saw sweat on her forehead and trembling fingers when she played the piano. I think Madam Jiang is a coward and timid person, so she must have been frightened before she made the mistake. However, she was cut on her finger.

And it’s great to be able to finish the song even if one string is broken.”

Princess Jing'an said, turning to ask Yu Taiqing beside her: "Cousin, what do you think?"

Yu Taiqing put down the cup in her hand, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and slowly wiped the tea on her fingers, as if she couldn't sit here without doing something.

Princess Jing'an asked again, and he reacted, raising a mocking smile on his lips, and said slowly: "Maybe it's not timidity and fright, but a guilty conscience."

"Guilty conscience?" King Kang unexpectedly turned his head to look at Yu Taiqing and asked, "How do you say this? Why does Mrs. Jiang have a guilty conscience?"

Yu Taiqing stopped talking, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, extremely pure.

The competition has ended. This year's five talents are Kong Yu in poetry, Cui Lanshu in painting, Xiao Qiukui in chess, Xue Jin in song, and Zheng Min in piano.

King Kang asked Yu Taiqing in a low voice: "Taiqing, do you have a young lady in mind?"

Yu Taiqing was too lazy to reason with King Kang and said casually: "No."

Princess Jing'an stretched out her hand to support her bun, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Why not? I just saw you staring at this little lady."

King Kang asked: "Who, who did he look at?"

Princess Jing'an smiled but did not answer.

King Kang made a sound, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't believe it. He is such a high-minded person that he even refused Mrs. Cui's marriage. Who do you think he can fall in love with?"

Princess Jing'an glanced at Prince Kang and asked, "Who do you have your eye on again?"

King Kang hesitated and said, "Those who can catch my eye are naturally those with superb piano skills. Let me take another look."

While we were talking, it was already lunch time.

Princess Jing'an announced the banquet, and the palace people presented the delicacies that had been prepared, and ordered the maids to play music and dance to entertain the party.

Xuexiu originally thought that Huajiao was not good at playing the piano, but she didn't feel it was a pity. She was just a little bit unwilling to lose to Zheng Min. She took out a handkerchief and tied Huajiao's fingers, and asked curiously:

"Madam, you played well at first, but suddenly you broke the strings and your face was still a little red."

Huajiao said absently, then suddenly realized what Xue Xiu said and asked in surprise: "Am I blushing?"

Xue Xiu nodded repeatedly.

Huajiao couldn't help but reach out to touch her cheek, only to feel that her cheek was still a little hot. She stretched out her hand to fan herself, and said with a chuckle: "There is no ventilation in this hall, and it's so hot that I can't breathe."

The food at the banquet was all made by the royal chef in the palace, but the taste could not be tasted. I ate it for a while without knowing the taste. I remembered that I had not enjoyed the flowers since I came here today, so I put down my chopsticks and said to Xuexiu: "This

It's too stuffy in the palace, we might as well go out for a walk."

The sky is clear and sunny outside, and the flowers are in full bloom. It is not like the bustle of people in the main hall, but it is quiet and distant. The spring grass is green and green under the eyebrows, and the flowers are like brocades when you raise your eyes.

There are many varieties of peonies in the garden. The snow-colored peonies are the ice-clear "luminous white", the bright red peonies are "Zhuangyuan Red", there are also Gejin, Yao Huang, and Green Fragrant Ball.

Each flower is as big as a bowl, graceful and gorgeous.

The two of them were walking and admiring flowers, and met Zheng Min and Kong Yu.

Kong Yu got the gift of poetry today, and got his wish again. He saw Hua Jiao making a fool of himself while playing. He smiled proudly when he saw her, his eyes fell on Hua Jiao's fingers, and he asked with concern: "Mrs. Jiang, I heard that the palace

The pipa strings inside are made of snow silkworm silk. They are slender and tough, but also sharp. Are your hands okay? Why are you so stubborn? If your hands are injured, why do you still have to finish playing?"

As she spoke, she reached out and stroked the collar around her neck, and saw a red gem hanging from the golden collar, shining brightly in the sunlight.

The painting corner said with a smile: "I am worried about Madam Kong, but my hand is fine. I would like to congratulate Madam Kong on winning the Jue of Poetry." Then he looked at Zheng Min and said, "Congratulations to Madam Zheng on getting the Jue of Qin."

Zheng Min frowned slightly.

Although she and Hua Jiao had not been on each other since they were young, every time Hua Jiao saw her, it was Sister Min who was better than Sister Min, even when they were fighting, it was the same. Now I heard her calling Mrs. Zheng, Liu Mei

It stood up immediately.

"I didn't expect that your piano skills are so poor now that you would play the wrong note." She said bitterly.

The painting corner smiled: "In this way, Mrs. Zheng can beat me."

She didn't want to deal with the two of them anymore, so she took her snow sleeves and walked along the path towards the depths of the flowers.

The peonies in this garden have not been pruned, and each one is as tall as a person. The branches are covered with peonies, their petals overlap, and the fragrance is fragrant.

She bent down and leaned close to a peony. Just as she was about to smell it, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, grabbed her wrist and yanked her hard, dragging her behind the peony plant.

Away from the winding path, she was in the midst of peonies, surrounded by peony trees. The person who dragged her in now let go of her hand and stood quietly next to the flower plant, with a chill on her white jade face.

stern.
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