Chapter 40 Did she put a curse on Jing Xiang?
Her voice was not loud, but it was still heard by some people.
Murong Heng sneered and looked her up and down with disdain, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Just you? You want to beat ten people with one? Don't laugh your head off! Do you think a competition of musical skills is a fight? You can win just by being brutal? But you're right... It's normal for a vulgar woman like you to not understand music theory."
As far as he knew, Jiang was the daughter of a merchant. She had been crazy and spoiled since childhood and lacked discipline. Maybe it was okay for her to play polo, but she was not good at anything like playing the piano, chess, calligraphy or painting!
When he heard her say that she wanted to fight in person, he admired her courage.
Isn't this just asking for humiliation and making a fool of yourself?
Murong Yan'er frowned slightly, looking worried about them, and looked at Murong Qing softly.
"Sister, you've only just arrived in the Imperial Capital, so you probably don't know yet. The distinguished guests the princess is hosting today are all among the most renowned masters in the Imperial Capital... Even if you can't find anyone to form a team with, there's no need to embarrass your mother-in-law by bringing her on stage, right?"
Others echoed this sentiment and became increasingly reluctant to avoid this strange mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"That's right, to dare to speak so arrogantly in such an occasion, you are obviously a country woman who knows nothing!"
"Why does the princess let in all sorts of people? It's really polluting our eyes and ears to let a vulgar person like her attend this silk and bamboo banquet."
"Go, go, go, stay away from them. Let's not get infected with bad luck."
…
Seeing that everyone was avoiding Jiang and Murong Qing as if they were the plague, Princess Rong'an couldn't help but feel very proud and teased them.
"Oh my! A team of at least three is required to compete. You can't just drag lowly servants to participate, right? That would be a complete joke to the Imperial Capital!"
Jiang Wanning disagreed and sneered.
"It seems some people are afraid that Qingqing's piano skills are too good and will outshine them, so they resort to these despicable tactics to save face... After all, the worse the dog, the louder it barks."
"you--"
Princess Rong'an's face froze. She wanted to curse back, but she couldn't win.
He could only shake his sleeves fiercely and snorted coldly.
"Just wait and see! I wonder how long you can keep going!"
Jiang Wanning raised his eyelids coldly: "You won't even be able to wait until you're buried."
Princess Rong'an exploded in anger: "Bitch! You cursed me... Don't stop me, I'm going to tear her mouth apart!"
…
Watching Princess Rong'an being dragged away cursing, Murong Qing secretly clenched her fists and praised her mother-in-law, but the fact that they couldn't find anyone was indeed their current predicament.
Seeing that everyone present had almost formed a team, Murong Qing felt embarrassed.
"Mother, there are only two of us now... Do we really want Xing'er to join?"
Xing'er waved her hands quickly.
"I can't do that! I can't even play the whistle out of tune, I will definitely be laughed at if I go on stage!"
Jiang Wanning comforted the two of them.
"It's okay, I've already called someone! They should be here soon."
Murong Qing was puzzled: "They...?"
As he was speaking, a report from a servant came from the entrance of the yard.
"The scene arrives——"
Upon hearing this, everyone who was whispering in the garden turned their heads and looked over. The courtyard, which had been very noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.
Nangong Jing was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, like a god from the nine heavens, with fluttering sleeves and unparalleled handsomeness.
Behind him, the servant boy was holding a zither in his arms, as if he was here to participate in a zither competition.
"Jing Xiang is here!"
"Isn't he going to participate in the competition too?"
"That's terrible! Even His Majesty and the Queen Mother praised Jing Xiang's zither skills. If he dares to claim second place in the entire Dasheng, no one dares to claim first place!"
"Yes, Jing Xiang is not only an excellent zither player, but he can also play the flute and the bamboo flute with a clear and distant sound, like heavenly music..."
"If only I could get him into my team, I'd definitely win!"
"Wait...that's weird, why is Jing Xiang walking towards the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? Could it be that he wants to join them because they are so few in number?!"
“No—”
…
Nangong Jing walked up to Jiang Wanning and nodded slightly at her, apologetically.
"Madam, I was delayed on the way. I'm late..."
Jiang Wanning felt happy just looking at this handsome face. The main thing was that the man was humble and polite, making people feel like spring breeze. How could she bear to criticize him? She immediately waved her hand.
"Not too late, not too late, just in time!"
Everyone: “???”
No, what was this woman's background?! Why did she look so familiar with Jing Xiang? And from what she said, it seemed like Jing Xiang wasn't invited by the princess, but rather she had called him here specifically?!
Jing Xiang was notoriously difficult to invite in the imperial capital, and hearing him sing was even more expensive than paying a fortune, but he was just summoned to help out in such a charming way?
People would rather believe that Jing Xiang was a fake than believe that the woman with such rude words and deeds had such great ability.
Seeing Nangong Jing coming, Princess Ruyang was also very troubled.
She specially sent the invitation to Jiang at the last minute today so as not to give them a chance to prepare, but she didn't expect that a person like Jing Xiang would be summoned by Jiang at any time, which almost caught her off guard.
Princess Ruyang restrained her expression slightly, cleared her throat, and spoke.
"Prime Minister, your zither skills are worthy of being called a national master. Even without a competition, I don't think anyone here can compete with you... If you were to come on stage and compete, it would probably be unfair to the others."
Everyone agreed.
"That's right, if Jing Xiang participates, then what are we competing for?"
"Just give up."
"Prime Minister, please show some mercy and let us go..."
…
Seeing the crowd's excitement, Nangong Jing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and asked back.
"So what does the princess mean?"
Princess Ruyang suggested, "How about this: Your Excellency, you and I will be the judges of this competition together. This way, everyone will be more convinced and won't be accused of being biased towards my own child."
"this……"
Nangong Jing did not agree immediately, but turned to look at Jiang Wanning, as if asking for her opinion.
Everyone once again: "???"
No way! Jing Xiang actually still obeys that woman's orders?!
Did she put a curse on Jing Xiang? !
Jiang Wanning naturally knew that Princess Ruyang said this to her, secretly threatening her not to smuggle any private goods and use Nangong Jing, this powerful plug-in.
She had nothing to be afraid of. She had originally invited Nangong Jing over to prevent the competition from being shady and deliberately causing them to lose.
Princess Ruyang's initiative to propose this was exactly what she wanted.
But in this case, the only one who can play is——
"Mother, if you want to come to the banquet, then come to the banquet... Why did you ask me to carry so many musical instruments here? They're so heavy! Come on, hurry up and bring everything in... Hey, be careful not to drop that zither, or I'll have to make another trip!"
I saw the Prince of Pingyang complaining while directing his servants to carry various musical instruments into the garden.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
I don’t know if it’s my eyes or my ears that are hallucinating?
What did the prince call that woman just now?
……Mother?
Also, why did he bring all these musical instruments here? Was he opening a music hall? Or was he just going to play gongs and drums... to celebrate with everyone?
Princess Rong'an frowned, not knowing what Jiang was up to, and couldn't help but ask.
"Jiang, what tricks are you playing?"
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