Chapter 334 The Art of Playing the Qin (2/2)



Seeing this, Empress Dowager Wei had an idea. If Prince Qin really took a liking to Su Muyao, marrying her to Bei Li seemed like a good idea.

It's unlikely that General Su's family would care too much about an adopted daughter.

After Su Muyao returned to her seat, her entire back was covered in sweat, and her body was trembling slightly. Only she knew how nervous she had been.

Su Ruojin gently squeezed her hand, "You did very well."

Next, it was Su Ruojin's turn to perform.

Su Ruojin thought for a moment and then sat down in front of the guqin.

Her greatest skill was medicine, but she couldn't very well run up to the Prince Qin and say, "Your Majesty, I'm skilled in medicine, how about I give you some acupuncture?"

Seeing Su Ruojin sitting in front of the guqin, Xiao Yanchu's eyes quietly lingered on the little girl.

He had never heard Su Ruojin play the piano before, and he didn't know how good the young girl was at it.

Knowing Su Ruojin as he does, it's not impossible that he might just randomly pluck a few strings to get by.

But so what? His Xiao Jin can do whatever she wants, and she doesn't have to compromise herself to please anyone. If anything happens, he'll take responsibility.

Not only Xiao Yanchu, but the Su family also did not know that Su Ruojin could play the zither. Previously, Madam Su had suggested to Su Ruojin that she just write a poem to get by, but they did not expect that Xiao Jin would sit in front of the zither.

Wei Yingshuang scoffed, "I've never heard of Princess Chang Le knowing how to play the zither. Princess Chang Le, if you really can't, don't force yourself. You represent the Great Chu now."

The implication was that if Su Ruojin didn't play well, it would be a disgrace to the Great Chu.

As soon as Wei Yingshuang finished speaking, she felt a gaze filled with extreme cold shooting towards her. She met the Regent's murderous eyes.

In an instant, Wei Yingshuang's heart trembled, her smile froze on her face, and she dared not utter another word.

Su Ruojin smiled faintly at Wei Yingshuang and said, "Princess Fengxi, how about we bet five thousand taels to see if I can play the zither? Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

If Xing Yue were there, she would definitely burst out laughing. Su Ruojin was reminding Wei Yingshuang of the time she was swindled out of her money.

"You..." Wei Yingshuang was speechless and, disregarding the occasion, was about to retort when she was interrupted by Empress Dowager Wei, "Shuang'er, don't affect Princess Chang Le."

Wei Yingshuang had no choice but to shut her mouth, glaring resentfully at Su Ruojin, wondering what kind of tricks she would come up with next.

Thump~

A true master can be identified the moment they make a move.

Su Ruojin's mere gesture was enough for everyone present who knew how to play the zither to understand that this Princess Chang Le could play the zither.

As the music began, it was as if a vast landscape painting was slowly unfolding before everyone's eyes.

There are magnificent mountains and seas, as well as grass that has just sprouted from the ground after the rain, and flowers that bloom in the sun.

When the music is soft, it is like a mountain stream flowing gently, or like a mother's gentle coaxing when her baby cries.

The music was urgent, like a torrential downpour, or the roars of soldiers on the battlefield.

The music rises, the river surges, and all horses fall silent. Each note strikes the heart, making one involuntarily hold their breath and follow the music into the next scene of the landscape painting.

There were the sounds of children playing and laughing, street vendors calling out their wares, and blacksmiths hammering away, all creating a vibrant picture of everyday life in the city.

Finally, the music faded into a gentle melody, like the expectant gaze of a mother longing for her child's return home, the peaceful breathing of soldiers returning to their hometowns after the war, and the tranquil sound of every village under the moonlight.

As Su Ruojin's last note on the zither faded away.

No one spoke, as if they hadn't yet recovered from the music.

Suddenly someone shouted.

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