Nan Shaotian thought about it this way and felt that he had neglected her strengths because he was too subjective. It turned out that she was not a waste, but a talented woman.
The poems she wrote were quite good, and her regular script was extremely good, even better than Yu Wei's.
What he used to like most was her beautiful small calligraphy. After seeing Bei Yutang's small calligraphy again today, he felt that Yuwei's excellent small calligraphy was just so-so.
"Tell me, what else can you do?" Nan Shaotian asked with interest.
Bei Yutang couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw that he had no intention of blaming her but was interested in her instead.
This time she was careless.
In the original owner's memory, Nan Shaotian never entered. Unexpectedly, he actually came in this time and let him see the poems he wrote.
Be sure to pay attention next time. Just because the original owner didn’t experience it in the previous life doesn’t mean it will be the same this time.
Bei Yutang secretly took note of this mistake in his heart, fortunately he had managed to get away with it.
Now that he had torn off the fool's coat, Bei Yutang no longer hid anything and displayed all his abilities without reservation.
"Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all similar." Bei Yutang smiled.
"Is that so? I'd like to see it today."
Bei Yutang smiled and said, "Your Majesty, aren't you hungry? You're not hungry, but I am. I'll have the energy to show you after I've had a full meal."
Nan Shaotian laughed heartily and shouted outside, "Serve the food."
The two of them had a delicious meal. During this meal, Nan Shaotian once again witnessed her appetite. Watching her eat, he inexplicably felt that the food became particularly delicious.
Nan Shaotian watched her eat and ate an extra bowl of rice himself, which really made him feel full.
After dinner, Bei Yutang dragged Nan Shaotian for a spin around the Chenxiao Palace, calling it "digestion after dinner." All the servants in the palace stayed away, not daring to disturb them.
Bei Yutang looked at a pear tree at the corner of the wall, and with a hint of interest, he chanted quietly: "The pear blossoms are pale white, the willows are deep green; when the catkins fly, the city is filled with flowers; I feel melancholy at the snow on the east fence; life seems so clear and bright."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the Southern Emperor exclaim, "What a good poem."
"Your Majesty, would you like to hear me play a song, right under this pear tree?" Bei Yutang suggested.
"good."
Since the master wanted to play, the servants naturally had to prepare. In a short while, the zither was placed under the pear tree, and ten steps away, a table and chairs were placed for the Southern Emperor to rest and drink tea.
Under Bei Yutang's command, the palace lanterns were lit not far from the pear tree, but rather near it. Jinchai and the others didn't understand why they had to do this, but since the Empress had given the order, they just had to obey.
"Your Majesty, I haven't played the piano for a long time. If I don't play well, you can't make fun of me." Bei Yutang said nervously.
Looking at her, it's obvious that she doesn't have a very high level of attainment in playing the piano.
"Okay, I won't make fun of you." The Southern Emperor responded in a good mood.
Seeing that he wasn't optimistic about her, Bei Yutang smiled brightly. If the starting point was too high, it wouldn't be stunning. Now it's just right.
Bei Yutang tried to adjust the volume a few times, but only heard a few harsh sounds. The surrounding palace maids saw this and looked at it with a look of dismay.
Upon seeing this, the Southern Emperor had no hope for her piano skills.
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