The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

Bai Yunxia, ​​upon hearing Liu Xiangxiang's and the others' words, wished she could disappear into the ground on the spot. She had always been smug, considering herself Liu Xiangxiang's grand-disciple, but she never expected to be thoroughly humiliated in front of all the civil and military officials.

Bai Yunxia gripped the handkerchief in her hand and tore it fiercely: That damned Lan Yu, he has been deceiving her all along, making her look bad in public. Today when she gets back, she will make sure her father finds this man, and she will never let him off the hook.

Looking at Bai Yunxia's ferocious expression, Ji Yunduo smiled and said, "Miss Bai, would you like me to play the correct fingering again?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Bai Yunxia quickly adjusted her expression and said with a face full of shame, "No need. Thank you very much for your guidance today, Miss Mei. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have been deceived by that Lan Yu. I didn't expect that the finger technique he taught me was always wrong."

I never expected that Miss Mei and her sister, though born in the countryside, would possess such superb musical skills. I wonder who their teacher was?

Upon hearing Bai Yunxia's words, Ji Yunduo's face darkened: "Miss Bai, what do you mean by that? So what if my sister and I were born in the countryside? Although our father was a merchant, he still hired tutors for my sister and me from a young age, teaching us etiquette, morality, and a sense of shame! Although my sister and I are women, we are well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics!"

Miss Bai, have you not heard of these two sayings? "True masters are found among ordinary people!" and "Heroes come from all walks of life!"

My master is a reclusive master. He was rescued by my father when he was in trouble. That's why he condescended to stay in the mansion and have my sister and me play the zither. My master is extraordinary and doesn't care about such empty fame. Miss Bai, you must remember that there is always someone better in this world!

Furthermore, while one cannot choose their birth, they can choose what kind of person they become! For example, a child from a poor family can choose to study diligently and rise to prominence, or bring honor to their ancestors and family!

For example, some scions of wealthy families, spoiled by their elders from a young age, are idle, lazy, and dissolute. If they one day become reckless and ignorant of their place, causing trouble, they could bring disaster upon their families. At best, they themselves will lose their lives; at worst, their entire clan will be implicated!

Li Liuyun deliberately emphasized the phrase "disaster extends to nine generations of relatives," as if it had struck the hearts of everyone present.

Everyone reflected on themselves and realized that while one cannot choose their birth, one can strive to improve themselves.

Those who had risen from humble beginnings to become officials in the imperial court were especially thrilled by Li Liuyun's words!

Bai Yunxia was speechless after hearing Li Liuyun's words, and could only smile awkwardly and say, "Miss Mei, please don't be offended, I misspoke."

Nangong Li stepped forward: "The matron who taught us etiquette said that noble families value etiquette the most, and women should be gentle, virtuous, self-disciplined and respectful of propriety!"

Miss Bai's demeanor this time has truly shown my sister and me what the bearing of a legitimate daughter of a prominent family is like.

Bai Yuxia blushed deeply after hearing Nangong Li's words, but she didn't retort.

Nangong Li and Li Liuyun thought that Bai Yunxia would still struggle a bit more, but to their surprise, she fell silent after Nangong Li finished speaking.

This change surprised Nangong Li and Li Liuyun.

Li Liuyun stepped off the stage, glanced at Bai Yunxia, ​​and whispered to Nangong Li, "I have a feeling she's up to something."

Nangong Li smiled and squeezed Li Liuyun's hand: "What's there to be afraid of? We'll deal with whatever comes our way!"

Li Liuyun looked up at Nangong Li: "That's true. With her little tricks, she's really both incompetent and loves to play games!"

Nangong Li nodded: "Just think of her as a bowl of pickled fish!"

Li Liuyun almost burst out laughing. The description was apt; it really was like a bowl of pickled fish: sour, bland, and superfluous.

At this moment, Chu Lingtian, who was sitting at the head of the table, coughed lightly and nodded to the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of Rites said at a meeting: "Continue with the talent show."

The remaining women then showcased their talents, drawing cheers from the crowd! Li Liuyun watched with great interest.

As they approached Li Liuyun's turn, Li Liuyun tugged at Nangong Li's sleeve: "I don't want to play the zither anymore. How about I make a painting later? You can write a poem on it, and we can consider it a gift for Chu Lingtian, okay?"

Hearing Li Liuyun's words, Nangong Li felt a pang of sadness: "He's about to leave us, why bother giving him a gift? Isn't that a waste?"

After hearing Nangong Li's words, Li Liuyun stretched out her head and sniffed at his chest: "Can you smell something? It's sour!"

Nangong Li blushed: "You smelled it wrong, I'm just stating the facts."

"Then I really don't want to play the piano. Do you want me to dance for them in front of everyone?"

"You should stick to painting."

After everyone else finished their performances, it was Li Liuyun's turn.

Li Liuyun looked at Chu Lingtian and suddenly spoke up: "Your Majesty, would you mind if I changed my competition event? I have already played the zither! How about you paint a picture on the spot, my sister's competition event is calligraphy, I will paint and my sister will write the calligraphy. If it can meet Your Majesty's eyes, it can be considered as a gift from my sister and me to Your Majesty. What do you say?"

Chu Lingtian looked at Li Liuyun and Nangong Li, a smile playing on his lips, and slowly uttered two words: "Excellent!"

Watching the interaction between Li Liuyun, Gong Li, and Chu Lingtian, Chu Lingtian's words "Very good" were interpreted by everyone as His Majesty taking a liking to these two women!

Li Liuyun's words, however, carried a different meaning in the eyes of the women participating in the selection: Have these two gone mad? How old is His Majesty? Do they want to enter the palace? They're simply insane.

After hearing Chu Lingtian's words, Nangong Li rolled her eyes at Chu Lingtian when no one could see him: He finally managed to show off, and it's quite good. He probably just has kidney deficiency!

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Nangong Li and Li Liuyun entered the stage together.

Li Liuyun thought for a moment and said, "The moon shines brightest in my hometown, and people are dearest in my hometown. I will paint a bright moon to express my longing for you."

After Li Liuyun finished speaking, he turned to Nangong Li and said with a smile, "When you compose a poem later, write Su Shi's 'Prelude to Water Melody': 'People have sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon has its phases of waxing and waning. May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart.' These four lines will be a way to comfort this lonely man, how about it?"

Nangong Li thought for a moment and then said, "Don't worry! The poem I suggest will definitely be appropriate for the occasion!"

Li Liuyun listened to Nangong Li's words without thinking, rolled up his sleeves and picked up his brush to paint!

On the paper, a man sits alone by the window, gazing at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, with a bamboo grove standing tall in the wind before him! Snowflakes drift down from the sky.

After Li Liuyun finished writing, he smiled and looked at Nangong Li: "How is it?"

Nangong Li said in a low voice, "You want me to praise my own painting skills? That's really a bit hard to say!"

Li Liuyun gave an awkward smile: "What do you mean 'your'? 'Mine'? If you copy it here, it's mine! Enough nonsense, it's your turn to write."

Nangong Li nodded: "Go and rest for a while, I'll show you when I'm done writing."

Li Liuyun nodded, turned around and stepped off the stage. Nangong Li looked at Li Liuyun's painting and smiled: "The poem I wrote is definitely appropriate for the occasion." The audience below the stage saw that Nangong Li's brushstrokes were not as delicate as a woman's, but rather flowed like dragons and snakes, completing the painting in one go.

After Nangong Li put down his brush, a palace servant stepped forward, unfolded the painting, and placed it on the drawing board for everyone to see.

Among the crowd, one person sat alone by the window, gazing up at the moon!

Looking at the poem next to it, it mentions:

The moonlight in front of the bed,

Suspected of frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon,

I bow my head and think of my hometown!

Li Liuyun rolled her eyes at Nangong Li: You old bastard!