Jiaming was puzzled. How could she not recognize its value?
Fourth Master: "It's right in front of us, why is no one teaching us!"
Jiaming immediately realized that Fourth Master meant he wanted to teach her personally!
Her mind went blank for a moment!
Grandpa, you can play the guzheng!
Little Hongjing, who was playing with a jigsaw puzzle, glanced at the guzheng, which he was seeing for the first time but wasn't very interested in. Then, remembering that his father knew how to play it, he became curious and pointed at it, asking in confusion, "Father, guzheng, how do you play it?"
Fourth Master patted the little guy's fluffy head and said, "Wait, Father will play a tune, and then you'll know how to use the guzheng!"
"Mmm!" the little guy responded in a childish voice, his clear eyes following the Fourth Master's every move.
Fourth Master stood up and walked to the table on the kang (a heated brick bed). At this moment, Su Peisheng had already come to the side of the kang with the guzheng in both hands and handed it to Fourth Master. Fourth Master took it and placed it on the table.
Then, place both hands on the guzheng, and soon, as the fingers move and the strings move, a beautiful guzheng melody begins to play.
As Xiao Hongjing listened, his little head began to sway along with the zither music.
Not only Xiao Hongjing, but everyone in Taoyuan who listened attentively to the guzheng music played by the Fourth Prince began to be captivated by it.
Su Peisheng was different. Although he was also captivated, he was also surprised that his master's piano skills had reached a new level!
As the Fourth Master finished playing his piece, everyone felt a little unsatisfied.
"Father, amazing!" Little Hongjing was the first to speak. The little guy looked at Fourth Master with starry eyes, climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and hugged Fourth Master's leg, saying, "Jing'er, I want to learn too!"
If Ama is so amazing, Jing'er must be just as amazing and be able to play the guzheng just as well!
Fourth Master patted little Hongjing's head and replied, "Alright, but you'll have to wait until you're older. You're still too young now, your fingers are too short to play."
The little guy looked at his father's long, slender fingers, then at his own chubby, short fingers, and looked down, dejected!
"Hehe!" Fourth Master laughed as he looked at the little guy's chubby, short fingers.
"Pfft!" Jiaming also laughed when she looked at the little guy's chubby, short fingers.
Su Peisheng and the others also glanced at the Fifth Prince's chubby little hands, then lowered their heads and kept shrugging their shoulders!
Hearing the laughter, Xiao Hongjing looked up in surprise, only to see his father and mother laughing at him. Su Peisheng and the others also seemed puzzled, as if they were snickering. What were they laughing at?
He glanced around in confusion, still not understanding. Confused, he simply asked, "Father, Mother, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing?" As he spoke, Fourth Master turned his gaze back to the guzheng.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongjing turned his gaze to his mother.
Jiaming made an excuse and said, "Because I didn't expect your father to not only be able to play the guzheng, but also to be so good at it. Moreover, your father said he would teach your mother himself, and your mother was happy, so she smiled."
"Is that so?" Xiao Hongjing was still somewhat skeptical. He felt that this wasn't the reason. He had a feeling that their laughter was because of him? So, he continued to cast his questioning gaze at Su Peisheng and the others.
When Su Peisheng and the others felt the Fifth Prince's gaze fall upon them, they all nodded in agreement with the words of Consort Guarjia.
Just then, the Fourth Master's voice broke in, "Oh, I didn't expect you to be so happy to be taught by me, Ming'er! Very good, I will definitely teach you with all my heart!"
Upon hearing Fourth Master's words, especially the words "do your best," Jiaming immediately had a bad feeling.
Before the Fourth Master taught him, he let Hongjing play by himself.
Jiaming, who was being taught, looked at Fourth Master's serious face as he explained and demonstrated in detail. She thought that the word "dedication" should be fully demonstrated at this moment, right? There shouldn't be any other meaning behind it, right?
"Focus!" Fourth Master glared at Jiaming.
Jiaming smiled awkwardly at Fourth Master and hurriedly said, "Master, please continue. There won't be a next time!" After saying that, she quickly composed herself and stopped her thoughts from wandering.
After seeing that Jiaming had realized her mistake and corrected it, Fourth Master let her off the hook for the time being and continued teaching her.
Soon, it was Jiaming's turn to practice her finger techniques.
As Jiaming practiced, her face started twitching.
Tsk tsk tsk, it feels like she and the master were playing different guzheng. How come the master played so well, while hers sounded like cotton being fluffed!
It's one thing to play badly, but to play in front of so many people is to embarrass yourself in front of everyone!
Upon thinking about this, Jiaming's face immediately turned green.
Fortunately, no one pointed out to her how awful her playing was or how embarrassing it was! Well, it's okay to pretend you don't know, as long as you're thick-skinned...
"It sounds awful! Mother won't play, Father will, Father's is better!"
Instantly, a childish voice reached Jiaming's ears, and her thick skin instantly softened, her face turning bright red.
Immediately, Fourth Master's deep laughter followed.
Jiaming's face turned even redder, red all the way to the roots of her neck.
Embarrassed and annoyed, Jiaming dared not confront the Fourth Master, and immediately turned her anger towards Hongjing, who had exposed the truth.
"Mother is just learning, so it's normal that she doesn't play well yet. It's just like when you're learning to write; it's not pretty either. Once Mother has practiced for a while and mastered it, she'll definitely play as well as your father!"
Having said that, Jiaming suddenly felt a little guilty and couldn't help but glance at Fourth Master.
The Fourth Master smiled enigmatically.
Immediately, Jiaming felt even more guilty, so she added, "Well, I'm not as good as your father, but I can still get close to him."
"I see!" Xiao Hongjing lowered his head and thought for a moment, feeling that his mother's words made a lot of sense. "But, Mother, what you played was still very unpleasant to hear."
Jiaming was furious. Why did this child bring this up again? Couldn't they just let it go? Was she deliberately trying to embarrass her?!
Just then, Fourth Master's voice broke in.
"Your mother is just learning, that's why she's like this. She'll get better with time! Don't worry, your father will keep a close eye on her and help her learn as quickly as possible!"
Upon hearing Fourth Master's words of help, Jiaming immediately gave him a grateful look. However, the next moment, her expression cracked.
Fourth Master: "Ming'er, since you have lofty goals, wanting to play as well as I do, or even close to it, and to learn it as quickly as possible, then you shall practice for one hour every day!"
"Huh?" Jiaming was dumbfounded. "One hour every day?!"
Fourth Master raised an eyebrow: "Too little? Then..."
"No!" Jiaming quickly interrupted Fourth Master, "That's plenty!"
"Then it's settled. You'll practice for one hour every day." Fourth Master immediately made the decision, and no further changes were allowed.
Jiaming immediately looked distressed. She was only interested in playing the guzheng and it was fine for her to practice occasionally, but she lost interest when she had to practice for an hour every day.
Fourth Master glanced at Jiaming, who had a bitter face, and said seriously, "If you want to learn the guzheng well, you have to practice like this. When will you ever be able to play it well? Humph, you don't mind that it's been going on for so long, but you still play terribly. Jing'er even complains!"
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