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Especially when they saw Qian Long letting someone get the piano in the brocade box at the front of the pavilion hall, everyone's eyes widened.
The six arts of a gentleman are etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and numeracy.
Especially here in Jiangnan, although the six arts are incomplete, there are many people who are good at music.
This is the same as northern scholars who are good at shooting and imperialism.
So when they saw this piano, many people's eyes suddenly went straight!
Especially Nawen Junzi Qiu Shui'an stood up and took a closer look at the piano.
"Everyone, the lottery is like this. I am waiting for you to do your best! If you want to see the scenery outside, you can open the door yourself!" Qian Long spoke loudly, and then returned to Mu Xu.
Mu Xu glanced at the piano and looked at Qian Long: "You are still willing to give up the money. You just took the piano and gave it away here without even taking it home?"
Qian Long looked at the piano and said with emotion: "A good instrument can be obtained by talent, and a talented person can make good use of it. Although I am not a scholar, I don't want such a good thing to go to waste, so I spent a lot of money to get it back." And you didn’t ask me to add bonus, this is the best thing I have now.”
Mu Xu rubbed his hands and said nothing. He didn't understand the hobbies of rich people.
But this bonus is enough.
In this way, Mu Xu glanced at the people in the pavilion, and even intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the Queen and His Majesty.
Seeing the indifferent expression on the Queen's face, His Majesty's expression showed great interest.
Mu Xu smiled inwardly, knowing that the matter was settled!
Your Majesty is interested, so the Queen will definitely participate.
But more importantly, it doesn't matter what the lottery prize is. What matters is that the empress and your majesty got what Qian Long got.
This wealth depends on whether your brother Qian can hold on to it!
Everyone was surprised that Qian Long actually took out such a valuable thing, and they all whispered to each other. Some even started thinking about what to write.
What's more, it is necessary to open these foldable wooden doors that have just been closed because of the rain.
Even the little girl who was put back to the ground by Su Changan also covered her mouth and looked at the little bald head in surprise: "That [not tied to the boat] is not what Sister Chiyu mentioned to us before. What the hell?" Isn’t it one of the best pianos down there? Sister Youwei has always wanted it?”
The little bald man corrected himself: "It is one of the ten harps in the world. It was said to be the harp used by a former Le Jia, but later that Le Jia died because of this harp, and then... and what happened next, I forgot. Anyway, it’s great!”
The little girl said: "It's so powerful, it costs tens of thousands of taels of silver."
Xia Fengxiang said at this time: "Several hundred thousand, after all, there are many people in the world who love the piano, and this piano has a good origin, so if it really comes out, someone should be willing to spend hundreds of thousands to buy it. However, it turns out that the money has arrived I thought it was gone in Taki’s hand.”
"Hundreds of thousands!?" The little girl looked at Xia Fengxiang with her mouth wide open.
The little fat man on the side was eating snacks, but he was stunned at the moment. Hundreds of thousands of taels, dear, you can buy this. It is enough for me to eat roast goose three times a day for the rest of my life.
When Su Changan heard this, he looked at the others. No wonder these people were shocked. Hundreds of thousands of taels of silver was not a small amount.
but
Su Changan looked at Xia Fengxiang because his wife knew this piano.
Xia Fengxiang smiled, then leaned into Su Changan's ear and said, "When I was young, I was short of money, so I stole it from my father and wanted to sell it, but when I left the palace, I got lost and lost my piano."
Su Changan looked at Xia Fengxiang and didn't know what to say.
But after thinking about it for a while, a word came to my mind, so I looked at Xia Fengxiang: "You're a prodigal bitch."
Xia Fengxiang immediately glared at Su Changan.
Su Changan immediately said: "I said it."
But after saying that, Su Changan was helpless again.
As soon as I became a man, I became a prodigal woman, so I became more and more accustomed to women's clothing, right?
But I thought about what my daughter-in-law said she stole from her father.
Su Changan looked at Naqin, and thought of the wonderful scene he saw when he first arrived, which was very similar to the one where Prince Teng's Pavilion was in his previous life. Even this Yunmu Pavilion was very similar to Prince Teng's Pavilion.
After all, I can't keep a low profile.
Su Changan sighed and looked at Xia Fengxiang: "I'll get it for you."
Chapter 490: The Empress writes, and the preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion appears
Xia Fengxiang is so smart. He suddenly understood why Su Changan wanted to show off, so he smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will ruin your family?"
Su Changan glanced at Xia Fengxiang, what do you think of this girl?
But after thinking so, he looked at Xia Fengxiang and smiled before looking down at the three little ones: "Get me a pen and paper?"
The little bald man was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't asked yet.
But the girl asked: "Why, you want to go to heaven."
Su Changan and Xia Fengxiang were stunned for a moment, not understanding what the girl meant.
On the other hand, the little bald man said: "What are you talking about? Why are you going to heaven!"
The girl blinked and said, "Oh," "Yes, I'll go to heaven. You're not even qualified!"
The little bald head glanced at the girl, then looked at Su Changan and explained: "Sister, what Jingshu means is that the people participating today are all amazing, especially after the piano came out, take a look at each one, especially when you look at that Bian [Wen Junzi] Mr. Qiu Shui'an is here, Mr. Wen Junzi, but I heard my sister say that the only person in the world who can be called Wen Junzi is Mr. Qiu. The other Mr. Wu Junzi is the great master of Zhijie. Zhijie, that's... These two are equally famous in literature and martial arts. Think about how powerful they are. Moreover, he was number one in the world before! It is only the Queen who beats him. Otherwise, that gentleman would still be number one in the world!"
"And you see [Hua Jia] Mr. Bai Qi didn't lie down anymore. He sat up and started drinking. I heard that Hua Jia is famous for being very literary when he's drunk, but not so good when he's awake. It's unremarkable, which means that people also want that piano! Now that I'm so drunk, I might write some extraordinary articles later. And that person over there is from the Xu family. I forgot his name. , anyway, he is more famous than his brother. The seniors and sisters in our White Horse Academy call him Xu Jia Youlin."
"And that Mr. Chen Qing over there is a great talent in Yunxiang City. Look at him, his eyes are gleaming as he looks at the piano. He must be thinking about poetry right now, and those people over there. , they are all top-notch talents. If these people are here, they are like the heaven in the literary world. Ordinary people have no qualifications to go to heaven. If they write poems rashly, they will be embarrassed. "
"And let me tell you, Guangling City's famous courtesan, the Northern White Lion and the Southern Youwei, you know her, Qu Youwei, has been looking for a good zither. Now that this Untied Boat is right in front of her, you can see that those famous young masters have already started writing. They must want to give it a try. Their literary talent is also extraordinary."
The little bald man said a lot.
Su Changan naturally understood what he meant.
But the girl on the side immediately said: "Why are you talking so much? In fact, the people participating today are really good. You look like a charlatan, you don't look like someone who has studied for a few days. If you participate, it will be embarrassing." ! If the poetry is not good, those people..."
With that said, the girl motioned Su Changan to look at the large group of people on the second floor.
"Those people are all meddlesome people. They are still in Yunxiang City and Guangling City. They publish some articles at the Imperial Academy. They either publish some good poems or write limericks or something about what they did." It's all about making other people's embarrassment for fun and passing the time. If you really do it, they might do it to you. Even if others don't know who you are, everyone will remember you as a good-looking sister. I wrote very bad poems, and I still don’t know my own abilities in such an occasion. Even if I don’t know you, it makes me feel so uncomfortable to be said like this!”
The little bald head nodded: "As expected of Jingshu, she is straightforward when she speaks!"
In fact, if the girl's words were more straightforward, it would be...
You seem to be nothing, and you still participate in this to be embarrassed, right?
But the two children actually have good intentions. After all, ordinary scholars would not dare to show their shame at such a lineup.
Just like the few times Su Changan was in the capital, he wrote poems, but Yan Shu and others stopped writing them. It is one thing to be compared to him, but there will indeed be some good people who will step on him and praise him. But what is really important is that knowing that literary talent cannot be compared, it is better to be a quiet spectator.
Su Changan frowned, in the eyes of these two gadgets, do I look so unlike a person who has studied?
Xia Fengxiang laughed on the side, but did not speak.
At this time, the little fat man ran back, holding several pieces of paper, an inkstone and a brush in his arms.
As soon as he came over, he pulled the small table over and placed the pens and papers before looking at Su Changan with a smile.
When the girl saw the little fat man like this, she immediately scolded him: "You're crazy. You just want to embarrass them, don't you?"
The little fat man was originally waiting for praise, but when he heard this, his eyes turned resentful, thinking that this sister wanted some paper and pens, and I helped to get them, so she knew that she was bullying me, a soft persimmon.
Su Changan looked at the aggrieved little fat boy, rubbed his head, and sat down in front of the low table.
At the same time, Xia Fengxiang walked to the inkstone and helped Su Changan grind the ink.
See this scene.
The little bald man looked at Su Changan's actions and said, "I really want to write it."
The little girl on the side also looked worried.
Su Changan smiled and then said mysteriously: "Actually, I am very good at writing poetry."
The two of them looked at Su Changan and really couldn't believe it.
But the little bald man immediately said, "Okay, I'll go and find out for you."
After that, he quickly ran to those who had already started writing.
The girl is worried, what should she do? If she really wants to write it, it will be embarrassing, and the other person will also be embarrassed.
Do you want to keep that sister away? No. You have to be righteous, but! Forget it, just be embarrassed!
And this time.
"Start writing!"
Someone suddenly shouted.
But someone immediately said: "Don't make any noise, it disturbs Mr. Wen's thoughts!"
The person who spoke before immediately covered his mouth.
And many people all looked at where the gentleman Qiu Shui'an was.
Qiu Shui'an picked up the pen in his hand and wrote the word "Ling" on the paper.
The handwriting is as beautiful as a painting.
And at the same time.
Many people in the cabinet have already picked up their pens, and many people have even begun to write.
Su Changan's side.
So is nature.
The Empress studied Mo and wrote poems.
This is something that surprised everyone in the world.
But it happened that no one paid attention to them in Yunmu Pavilion today.
The little girl came over with a worried look on her face, feeling very helpless, thinking that it would be best to wait until Mr. Qiu was so good at poetry that this sister would not have time to offer it, so that no one would know about it. .
but
She thought so, but the girl still leaned over and looked at what Su Changan was writing.