Chapter 184 Shocked! Slapped in the face!
Everyone was shocked when these words came out. Some people even couldn't help but sneer in public, "Miss Song San, are you kidding? The five-stringed zither does exist, but I heard that the way to play it has long been lost. There are not many people in the world who can still play it now. Even if they can..." She looked Song Ci up and down with disdain, "I definitely won't lower myself to teach at the Song family."
The person next to her tugged at her sleeve, and she muttered in dissatisfaction, "What did I say wrong? The Song family is a small family, and you and I are the families of fourth-rank officials, and we can't even hire a teacher who can play the five-stringed instrument. If she says she can, isn't that just deceiving people? I hate liars the most in my life."
The lady in the apricot skirt beside her rolled her eyes at her and turned her head away angrily, "With your temper, you'll meet someone who will punish you sooner or later. You know, there are always people who are better than you. What if Miss Song really does that?"
"I...I don't believe she would!" The two of them argued and ignored each other.
Song Ci smiled lightly and looked into the princess's eyes. "Whether I can do it or not, the princess will know it as soon as she hears it."
The princess taunted him, "You're still pretending now, even now?" But since Song Ci was eager to make a fool of herself, how could she refuse? She wanted to make Pei Ji see clearly that she and Song Ci were worlds apart, and that he must be blind to treat Song San differently.
Without even turning her head, she coldly instructed the maid beside her, "Go, find a five-stringed harp."
There were no precious things in the princess's mansion, except for a five-stringed zither, but it had been there for years and no one had used it. The maid thought for a moment and quickly went to get it.
She secretly thought that since Miss Song San might not be able to play the zither anyway, it didn't matter whether the zither was good or not.
Soon, the piano was carried up.
Shen Qingman raised her chin arrogantly, "Come, please. Let everyone appreciate the beauty of the long-lost five-stringed harp."
Seeing Song Ci being treated like this by Shen Qingman, Song Rouxi almost laughed out loud.
Song Ci was a scheming, cunning woman. What good was her cunning? Before the absolute power of the princess, she was nothing more than a clown. She was overjoyed at the thought of Song Ci's embarrassing performance at the princess's flower viewing banquet tomorrow.
He perked up, sat up straight, and looked at it with burning eyes.
She wanted to witness with her own eyes the scene of Song Ci's downfall.
The room was silent, with only the golden incense burner at the corner of the table emitting curls of green smoke and a faint floral fragrance. The princess closed her eyes with an arrogant expression, her fingers tapping slowly and rhythmically on the armrest at her side.
Suddenly, the sound of a piano started, as clear as pearls falling into a plate, followed by a burst of rapid piano sounds, the sound was high and majestic. The princess, who had her eyes closed, seemed to see a ferocious beast in front of her, ready to attack at any time.
She opened her eyes in panic, only to see Song Ci playing the piano with great devotion. The sound of the piano was soaring, and everyone present was intoxicated and amazed.
Including Song Rouxi, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes and almost screamed.
How could it be that Song Ci could actually play the piano? How come she didn't know about it? When did it happen? Could it be that the third house had such an intention and was secretly training Song Ci?
There was a storm in her heart, and the princess had the same thought.
The carefully maintained nails scratched the armrest so hard that they almost broke.
"Princess!" The maid beside her reminded her.
The princess let go, her eyes unable to hide the unwillingness. She closed her eyes and calmed her mind. When the song ended, the people present were left with an endless aftertaste.
The young lady who had just jeered was the first to speak. "It really is a five-stringed zither. Such a sound! Without the skill of a child, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible to play it this way." She snorted lightly, feeling a little awkward. "I'm sorry for being so rude. I'm afraid we can't match Miss Song San's zither playing."
Although he was not very polite, from what he said, he seemed to be a reasonable person. Song Ci smiled politely and met the princess's inquiring gaze.
After a while, the corners of her beautiful lips opened slightly, "I didn't expect that Miss Song San has such ability." No wonder Pei Ji was interested in her. He thought she was just a vase with a pretty appearance, but unexpectedly, she was a vixen with some abilities.
"Your Excellency, I am too kind. But..."
"Just something."
Song Ci's fingers slowly slid across the strings of the zither. "This zither hasn't been maintained for a long time. The tone is not good enough, and it lacks a bit of ethereality."
Only then did Shen Qingman see that there was some rust under the strings. She immediately glared at the maid beside her, "Asshole."
The maid hurriedly knelt down, her face pale.
No one plays this piano, and it's possible that people around it are a little neglectful.
Besides, who knew that Miss Song San could really play the piano? She thought she was just bragging.
The princess felt embarrassed and decided to deal with these people later. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, go back. Let's play something else."
Since playing the zither didn't bother Song Ci, then there were other things she couldn't do. She just didn't believe Song Ci could master everything.
Song Ci sat down. Song Rouxi, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly turned around and said in a sinister tone, "Third sister is really good at hiding it. I'm afraid no one in the whole family, except for the third branch, knows that she can play the piano."
She knew that Song Rouxi was implying that she was hiding her abilities and learning behind their backs, but she had no idea that this five-stringed zither was from her previous life. Song Ci's reputation was ruined and he had to stay at home. In his spare time, his father helped a desperate zither player while doing business. In order to repay the favor, the zither taught her everything he knew.
She ignored Song Rouxi with an indifferent look. Song Rouxi was annoyed, snorted coldly, and looked away.
He is indeed a scheming person.
"Everyone has their own strengths. Miss Zhang's poems and Miss Bai's paintings are both excellent." But no one praised Song Ci's zither.
Even the dumbest person can see some problems at this point.
The young lady who had just mocked and then praised Song Ci frowned. Just as she was about to say something, she was stopped by the young lady in the apricot dress beside her. She lowered her voice and said, "I think the princess doesn't like this Third Miss Song. Please don't say anything."
The man hesitated for a moment, "But it is clear that Miss Song is the most outstanding today."
"Anyway, don't worry about it. I've been friends with you for years, so why would I harm you?"
The two heads came together and chirped softly.
One of them is surnamed Xu and the other is surnamed Jiang. The two families have been good friends for generations and grew up together. Miss Xu is straightforward and outspoken, while Miss Jiang is thoughtful and considerate. The two have always been good friends.
Knowing that what her good friend said always made sense, Miss Xu suppressed her dissatisfaction.
"You all grew up in the family, so you must have a good eye." Shen Qingman glanced at Song Ci with ill intention, "I found some things from the warehouse today and gave them to everyone. But..."
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