Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

When the young ladies got together, besides taking a boat ride to appreciate the lotus, they would recite poems, write couplets, play the piano and play chess.

Knowing that Princess Zhaohua did not like reciting poetry, everyone tacitly skipped this part.

Meng Xiyue sat aside, watching these young ladies, some of whom were painting, some were dancing, and some were playing the piano.

It's like a modern art performance.

I have to say that these young ladies are all multi-talented and are indeed at a higher level than the young ladies in Qingyun City.

Even though Meng Qingge had read a few books and knew a few words, she thought she was a talented woman. However, in the capital city, she was not good enough at all.

"I wonder what talents Miss Meng has. Can you show them to us so we can open our eyes?"

A woman's voice brought Meng Xiyue back to her senses. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the lady who had just spoken.

Seeing her standing side by side with Liang Yingxue, one could tell that they had a close relationship.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you ladies. I'm not as talented as you ladies."

"Ms. Meng, why should you be so modest? I heard from Chu Bai that you play the erhu very well."

Liang Yingxue spoke at the right time, with an undisguised sneer in the corners of his eyes.

Meng Xiyue remembered that she had accidentally mentioned to Jiang Chubai that she could play the erhu.

I still remember that Jiang Chubai told her that the erhu was played for street performances and told her not to learn it anymore.

She was also advised to find a teacher and learn to play the pipa, but she just wanted to give up at the time and didn't want to learn any other musical instrument, so she ignored them.

Unexpectedly, in order to belittle himself, he told Liang Yingxue about this.

It seemed that Liang Yingxue had made up her mind to embarrass her. She just waved her hand and a maid came up with an erhu.

I don't know when she was ready.

"It just so happens that there is an erhu on this boat. Miss Meng, please let us open our eyes to it. We rarely listen to the erhu. I wonder if it can compare with the guqin and pipa."

After she finished speaking, several young ladies laughed.

Princess Zhaohua looked a little unhappy, and just as she was about to start scolding, she was stopped by Meng Xiyue.

She stood up and said, "Okay, since Miss Liang wants to listen, I'll let you see the world."

Her words shocked everyone present. It was just an erhu, but she dared to say that she would let them see the world. The erhu was simply not something that could be presented on the stage.

The contempt in everyone's eyes was even greater, and they felt that Meng Xiyue was just a pretty fool.

They couldn't help but shake their heads. They didn't expect that His Royal Highness Prince Qi, who was so wise and powerful in their hearts, would be seduced by such beauty.

However, using your beauty to please men will not last long.

"Sister Yue, you..."

Princess Zhaohua wanted to stop it. No matter how well the erhu was played, it was still embarrassing. Liang Yingxue was clearly bullying her.

She knew how important Meng Xiyue was to her brother and didn't want to embarrass her.

But Meng Xiyue seemed not to understand what she meant and insisted on going to pull her. At this moment Princess Zhaohua was a little angry.

I feel that Meng Xiyue is a little too arrogant and doesn't know her place.

Does she think that her erhu can outperform the guqin and pipa played by the other ladies?

It's a small matter for her to be embarrassed, but it would be a big deal if she and Prince Qi's Mansion were embarrassed together.

But now that things have come to this, she can't stop it. It will be embarrassing, and she will be scolded by her royal brother. She doesn't care.

Meng Xiyue did not notice the change in Princess Zhaohua's expression. Although she did not like to show off, she would not allow anyone to humiliate her.

Liang Yingxue not only embarrassed her deliberately, but also belittled the erhu. Well, she would let her see clearly that the erhu is no worse than the guqin and pipa.

Meng Xiyue took the erhu and walked to the middle. Qianxiang quickly moved a chair for her to sit down.

She straightened her expression and held the erhu again. She felt like she had returned to the modern era and was performing on stage.

She got into position, moved her wrist slightly, and as she plucked the string, sound began to flow from the erhu.

The voice was low and somewhat mournful, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of someone crying out in pain.

Slowly the melody becomes somewhat brighter, as if showing an unyielding character in the face of the injustice of fate.

The playing of the erhu can make people feel as if they are in the scene, and their mood can't help but rise and fall with the tune. Everyone can't help but look at the erhu again in their hearts. Is this still the instrument they know that is used in street performances?

Before they could come to their senses, the tune changed again, becoming heavy and depressing again, making people feel as if they were suffocating under the pressure of fate.

The melody becomes passionate and high-pitched, with a grand momentum, like the roaring pine waves shaking the valley.

All those present were pampered young ladies who had never even left the capital, but at this moment, they seemed to see the scene of soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

Feel the indomitable will and heroic spirit of moving forward courageously.

Their hearts couldn't help but get excited.

Not only them, but two men on another small boat in the lake also looked shocked.

Xie Junyi had originally made an appointment with his friends to have a drink today, and as he was worried about Meng Xiyue, he made an appointment to go on the boat.

I thought that after they finished, I would be able to rush back as soon as possible.

But unexpectedly, he heard the sound of the erhu. He knew without thinking that someone was making things difficult for Meng Xiyue.

He quickly ordered the boatman to get closer to the big ship, wanting to support her.

Although he wanted her to get acquainted with the young ladies in Beijing, he would never allow anyone to wrong her.

Whenever he thought of her tearful eyes and aggrieved look, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

But before the boat got close, he was shocked to find that it was a piece of erhu music.

Listening to this music, he thought of the scene of himself fighting on the battlefield, which was very similar to the scene when he was trapped in the mountains.

"It sounds like this piece of music was played by an erhu, but how can an erhu play such a majestic tune?"

The other man at the side was filled with shock, yet at the same time, there was an excitement that could not be suppressed in his eyes.

He is the eldest son of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion and the cousin of Xie Junyi. His favorite subject in his life is music theory.

He does not discriminate against any musical instrument and he has learned to play the erhu before, but as everyone knows, those are the tunes used in street performances and he really can't produce anything new.

But today he actually heard the erhu playing a soul-stirring piece of music that even the pipa and guzheng could not compare to.

"Who is pulling this boat? I must meet this expert." He quickly directed the boatman to get closer to the ship.

Seeing this, Xie Junyi stopped him.

"There are only young ladies in the capital. It is really rude for two men like us to barge in like this."

Although the separation of men and women in the Yuan and Qing dynasties was not particularly strict, there was no scene of men and women gathering on a boat to recite poems and compose couplets.

Xie Junyi spoke with such righteousness that he completely forgot that he had just wanted to get on board to support Meng Xiyue.

He quickly asked the boatman to sail the boat further away.