Once women start fighting fiercely, men have no chance of survival.
For example, now, as soon as Liu Wenjing opened her mouth, the ladies' minds perked up. Fearing that Liu Wenjing would impress the Crown Prince first, the young woman who had been playing the music stood up and looked in Wei Sushen's direction. "If your Highness doesn't mind, you can use Mingyue to play."
Liu Wenjing cursed inwardly, this seductive trick was too despicable. The fragrance of the girl could be smelled from a distance, and the guqin she played also had a fragrance. Isn't this a naked alternative seduction?
However, many men just fall for this. They think blatant seduction is frivolous, so they like to use objects to express their feelings.
Before Wei Sushen could express his opinion, the Queen Mother smiled and said, "It just so happens that I haven't heard you play for a long time."
Many people's eyes lit up at this. The Queen Mother had just shown favor to Chen Liuliu, and they had all assumed she had already decided on this grandson's daughter-in-law. Unexpectedly, there was a twist. From what the Queen Mother meant... she wanted the Crown Prince to have more contact with them.
It is unreasonable to reject elders, especially since Emperor Chengyuan has always attached great importance to filial piety.
Wei Sushen slowly stood up, and the girl playing the instrument quickly made way for him, saying softly, "Your Highness, please."
Just as Liu Wenjing thought, there was still a faint fragrance on the guqin. The girl did not return to her seat, but stood not far away.
Fang Shan held a pastry in his mouth and glanced at the noble ladies who were eager to rush to Wei Sushen's side, and couldn't help but sigh.
Foolish mortals, at this time it is better to stay as far away as possible.
While thinking, he even considered whether he should switch seats with the girl sitting in the corner.
While Fang Shan was still thinking about how to escape, Wei Sushen's hands were already on the strings. His perfect fingers matched the guqin, and the scene was pleasing to the eye.
The girl standing beside him smiled and said, "The guqin is spiritual. Legend has it that Mingyue can only play the most beautiful melodies when she meets someone who truly understands the guqin."
As soon as the girl finished speaking, Fang Shan clearly felt that even the Princess of Yuexiu's anger towards him had weakened a lot, and most of it was transferred to the girl who was in the limelight.
Wei Sushen asked calmly, "Really?"
The girl smiled and said, "If it's your Highness, then he must be Mingyue's true destined one."
Wei Sushen nodded: "I think so too."
Oh.
Fang Shan turned his head away, unable to bear the sight. The host was talented in every way, yet compared to him, he lacked self-awareness. Wei Sushen believed that he had musical talents, but simply hadn't met the right teacher to inspire them.
Fang Shan once used a few bags of snacks to coax the little fat boy into telling him the host's dark history. One of the things was that Wei Sushen had tried to learn various musical instruments, wanting to find out which one was truly "suitable" for him. Unfortunately, no matter what instrument it was, once it passed through his hands, the notes played had only a brainwashing effect.
In a nutshell, it is a process in which a president with zero sense of rhythm and music desperately refuses to admit it.
Amid the girl's anticipation, Wei Sushen prepared to pluck the strings of the zither.
The girl's words weren't an exaggeration. There were many legends about Mingyue, the most popular of which was the story of a zither forged with blood. Legend had it that a mad zither master, in order to forge a one-of-a-kind zither, spent a fortune buying the blood of 999 of his fellow zither masters.
Of course, the so-called heart blood here refers to the blood dripping after biting the tip of the tongue.
The musician soaked the strings of the zither in blood every day and named it Mingyue, meaning that if this zither meets someone who truly understands it, the melody played by it will move even the moon in the sky.
Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, Wei Sushen's fingers were about to touch the zither—
With a 'snap', the string broke.
Yes, it was completely severed.
At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Wei Sushen, and it was certain that his fingers had not even had time to touch the strings.
The strings broke before I even started playing. What does this mean?
Is it that the prince is despised by the zither, or is it that the zither is being insulted by the prince?
The calmest one was Fang Shan. What did these people know? It was a good thing that the strings were broken, as it meant one less scale could be played. It was good for everyone.
Wei Sushen was about to raise his hand again, but then another string broke automatically.
Wei Sushen's eyes darkened as he looked at the girl who had just spoken: "Is Mingyue spiritual?"
The girl even felt like crying. Who knew what had just happened? If it hadn't happened so suddenly, she would have suspected someone was plotting against her!
However, at this moment, in front of the crowd, someone started to lie with open eyes:
"Mingyue is a spirit. I think after being touched by the prince, she no longer wants to be touched by anyone else, so she voluntarily died at the most beautiful moment."
The delicate and soft voice seemed to be able to touch people's hearts.
“…”
Emperor Chengyuan couldn't help but look at Fang Shangao. Being able to flatter without changing one's expression... for a girl... is probably a kind of ability.
Wei Sushen looked at Fang Shan, who had barely swallowed the last piece of dessert, and nodded, "I see."
Do you believe it?
I actually believed it!
The noble ladies present all looked at Wei Sushen with an indescribable look. If they thought about it for a moment, they would know that the words he just said were flattery.
Wei Sushen stood up and walked towards Fang Shan, but suddenly turned back without warning, and while Guqin was not paying attention, he began to try to pluck the remaining strings of Mingyue.
Fang Shan pursed his lips and covered his ears first.
Liu Wenjing, who was sitting next to him, asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
Fang Shan sighed softly, realizing that this trick was completely useless. No matter how tightly he covered his ears, the sound would still penetrate into his ears.
"Save yourself." He threw out a word that Liu Wenjing didn't understand.
Liu Wenjing frowned and looked at him as if he had a mental problem.
Fang Shan shook his head and said, "Originally we were competitors, but unfortunately we may become 'good sisters' who died on the same day of the same month of the same year."
Liu Wenjing was just about to comment on his nonsense when a burst of devilish sound came into his ears from afar.
Fang Shan thought that breaking a few strings would weaken Wei Sushen's piano playing, but the cruel reality slapped him in the face... He had greatly underestimated the host's destructive power.
Wei Sushen continued to pluck the strings of his zither in defiance of the evil. Emperor Chengyuan nearly fell off his high seat: "Protect, protect the emperor!"
The piano music finally stopped.
Wei Sushen saw that everyone's faces were gloomy and raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the guqin was not suitable for him.
Fang Shan was the first to come back to his senses from the devastation of the piano music. He thought that it was actually quite simple to complete the task. If he let Wei Sushen play the piano a few more times, Emperor Chengyuan might directly enter the stage of Alzheimer's disease, and then the host could rightfully inherit the throne.
The idea is good, but unfortunately Wei Sushen seems to have lost interest in playing the piano.
"how?"
When he stood up, he did not forget to ask everyone.
This time Fang Shan did not take the initiative. He lowered his eyes and thought deeply. If he really had to describe it... those short few minutes were like sawing wood. The saw was so rusty that it was dull. The effect of each friction was far better than long fingernails scratching on a blackboard.
When no one answered, Wei Sushen looked at Fang Shan, who whispered, "He sat up in shock from his dying illness."
Wei Sushen frowned slightly. He knew that his playing was not good, but it should be far from this level.
Little did they know that Fang Shan was already acting on humanitarian principles.
After all, he is my biological son. Emperor Chengyuan spoke up to smooth things over and looked at Wei Sushen below: "Your piano skills have become rusty."
Wei Sushen said "Oh" indifferently, stood up and returned to his original position.
The Queen Mother was old, but her mind was still buzzing: "I remember that you are good at music."
Wei Sushen: "I've had some new insights recently. Good music is all the same. I want to create some unique melodies."
Fang Shan nodded in agreement. That’s right, they wanted to make different fireworks!
The flower viewing banquet ended with a whimper. The ladies left in confusion, wondering what they had come here for today.
They didn't even get to appreciate the flowers, the original talent competition was full of problems, and now they have to leave inexplicably.
Fang Shan and the other women walked to the palace gate and were about to get in the carriage to leave when an old eunuch suddenly called out to him from behind, panting: "Miss Chen, please stay."
Fang Shan turned around, and the old eunuch tried hard to calm down. It was the first time he met a lady from a noble family who walked so fast. At first glance, it seemed like she was moving with light lotus steps, and the next moment she was floating towards the palace gate like a gust of wind.
"This eunuch..."
"The Queen Mother invites you." The old eunuch finally caught his breath and uttered a complete sentence.
Fang Shan said something to the coachman and turned around to walk back into the palace wall. He noticed an unfriendly gaze on him and turned his head slightly, meeting Liu Wenjing's gaze.
Fang Shan smiled at her and followed the old eunuch slowly into the palace.
When he was almost there, he realized that not only he was left behind, but also the princess of Yuexiu Kingdom.
Compared with Princess Yuexiu, the old eunuch prefers Fang Shan.
An uneasy small country and a sister who is a general fighting on the battlefield, he naturally prefers the latter.
The old eunuch whispered, "The Queen Mother likes you more."
Fang Shan's eyes moved, and he quietly stuffed some change into the old eunuch's pocket.
This sentence contains a lot of information. The Queen Mother wants him to be the Crown Princess. Since Wei Sushen does not express her opinion, it means that Emperor Chengyuan is considering the Princess of Yuexiu.
Fang Shan had no way of guessing what Emperor Chengyuan was thinking, but he was certain of one thing: no matter how Emperor Chengyuan expressed his opinion, he would not really allow the Princess of Yuexiu to be the Crown Princess.
While she was still pondering Emperor Chengyuan's plan, someone had already walked in front of the Empress Dowager.
"I'm old, and I want to talk more with young people." The Queen Mother called Fang Shan to her side with a loving look in her eyes.
Fang Shan lowered her eyebrows and said, "It is my honor."
The Queen Mother then looked at the Princess of Yuexiu and said with concern, "You have just arrived in the Imperial City. If there is anything you are not used to, you can always come to me."
The Princess of Yuexiu quickly stood up and expressed her gratitude.
Wei Sushen had not left yet. He was looking at the broken piano, frowning and shaking his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Fang Shan curled the corners of his lips and revealed an ambiguous smile. He had thought it was a fun game of choosing one of two options, but now it seemed that the prince was about to enjoy the blessing of having two wives.
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