Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Marriage Recruitment (Part 2)

I looked up to the stage, the first man who went up was wearing a pine-colored dark cloud wen gown, with a slightly thin figure, a gentle face with delicate features, and the rosy lips on his slightly pale face stood out And stand out. After the sound of the qin in the hanging curtain sounded low, his hands also began to move, and the clear tone slowly rose, echoing the light voice in the hanging curtain. The sticks of incense slowly dance in the air, both real and virtual, lingering away. At the end of the song, the sound of the two pianos matched perfectly, as if they had already played together thousands of times, and everyone in the audience couldn't help applauding.The man stood up gracefully, and bowed slightly to express his gratitude to everyone in the audience. A slight smile overflowed his rosy lips, but his eyes were indifferent and far away, as if no one could enter his eyes.

"The fourth prince can calmly control the priority of the piano sound, which can be seen from the breadth and depth of his state of mind." Yu Wujian sighed softly. "He is the fourth prince?" I was a little surprised, "He doesn't have the arrogance of the royal family, and he doesn't seem to be in good health..." "He was not full-term when he was born, so he was born with a relatively weak body." "I heard that there is another Seventh Prince who is also coming to fight?" I suddenly remembered the rumors in the market. "Well, the mother and concubine of the Seventh Prince is the niece of the current Empress Dowager Wei, and his uncle is Wei Liuxi's father, one of the three princes of the Lan Dynasty, the imperial historian Wei Wei.

Yishan has a very strong backing. In the past year, the emperor seems to want to establish a crown prince. The seventh prince is bound to win the position of crown prince. Whether he can marry Miss Mo is the key. " I was silent after hearing this. Since ancient times, the struggle for the throne has never stopped in all dynasties, and there are countless plots and bloodshed behind it. I really hope that the next emperor of the Lan Dynasty can ascend the throne peacefully and smoothly. More than a dozen people went up to the stage one after another, and most of them passed the three stagnation points in less than five minutes and were defeated. Among the few people who were able to pass the level, none of them was as good at playing the piano as the first four. Prince.

"He is the Seventh Prince." Yu Wujian suddenly said in my ear. I looked at the man who had just stepped onto the ring. He was wearing a purple-gold brocade gown with a hundred bats and flowing clouds. A bright yellow jade pendant was hung from the jade belt around his waist. Under the jade pendant was decorated with tassels of the same color. Fangzheng, his sharp eyes exuded an aura of calm and prestige, no matter in temperament or appearance, he was completely different from the fourth prince. The fourth prince's piano sound is clear and melodious, but the seventh prince's piano sound is high-pitched and domineering. The intensity of the tone is obviously higher than Miss Mo's piano sound, but it also blends into the piano music surprisingly, and finally passed this level easily .

The next person to go up was Bei Luo who had just glimpsed at him. He was sitting behind Guqin, with only one side facing the front of the ring. I looked at him carefully with some unsteady heartbeats. The doubts just now have not been completely eliminated. He has the same waist-length hair as Jun Huangyue, the same as black as ink, pouring like waterfalls, and the same with only one hair. White straps for fastening. His profile was perfect, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his clean and firm chin drew a graceful arc in the air, and sank into the neckline of his long gown along his smooth and white neck, which was extremely elegant and noble.

I seem to have returned to the scene when I saw Jun Huangyue for the first time. He was standing beside me wearing a crescent-shaped mask. I could only see the lips and chin outside the mask, which were exactly the same as the contours I saw in front of me. Reality and memory overlapped so neatly that my heart constricted as before, and I unconsciously pressed my chest, trying to suppress the churning in my chest. "Are you uncomfortable?" Yu Wujian asked with concern. I shook my head and remained silent, staring fixedly at the stage, at the white figure that I was getting more and more familiar with, and there was an answer in my heart, but I tried my best to avoid it, and tried to focus my chaotic thoughts on the gradually sounding piano sound. inside.

"Well, what Ms. Mo is playing at the moment is actually "Yangchun Baixue". Even Song Yu once told King Chuxiang that it is a high-quality piece, and there are very few people who can get along with it. It seems that she intends to test Beiluo. Qin skills and state of mind." Yu Wujian's voice was a little surprised. I don't know how elegant and complicated Yangchun Baixue is, I only know that the two people's piano sounds on the stage are gentle and melodious, quiet and strange, which is even better than the fourth prince's ensemble. Bo Ya's ability to break the strings for Zhong Ziqi shows that a bosom friend is hard to find, but now Miss Mo has found the bosom friend in her heart?I feel that the piano piece she played lasted longer than any previous one. It was so long that I had deeply absorbed the movements and side expressions of the man in white playing the piano, and the guess in my mind became more and more certain. The mood thus almost sank to the bottom.

After Bei Luo got off the ring, the second round was also over. The middle-aged servant announced that a total of eight people entered the third round, and Zhou Jingwen was among them. This level requires eight people to paint a portrait of a person in the ring within half an hour, and also write a poem that matches the person in the painting. I sat silently, as if a boulder was hanging in my heart, uneasy, wondering who would the man in white paint?He never looked up from the moment he sat down, just holding the pen and drawing intently, as if his whole body and mind were devoted to the painting.

Half an hour is here soon. The middle-aged servant announced another amazing decision. The right to judge this level will be handed over to the people drawn by the eight people. If the owner of the painting enters the fourth level, otherwise, it will fail the level. I am very impressed by Ms. Mo’s move. She is testing the observation skills and literary talents of the eight people, and only the people in the painting are most qualified to evaluate the quality of the painting and the artistic conception conveyed by the poems. He is a good talent, and he can also prove to everyone that the recruitment of relatives in the ring is fair and just.

Surprisingly, after seeing the painting, the middle-aged servant announced to the public that there were only three people in the painting, and the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar. Then he unexpectedly gave one of them to Laixi, three of them to me, and the remaining four to the woman behind me. I was a little shaken in my heart, and first glanced at the signatures of the three paintings, which were Zhou Jingwen, Bai Yi and...Bei Luo. He actually painted me, but he never looked at me since he came on stage, unless he had If you are familiar with me, otherwise it would be impossible to draw me so vividly, even expressing the indifference, determination and even faint melancholy in the eyes. I thought I hid the pain of my previous life very well, but unexpectedly, I was successively drawn by Yu Wujian. And this Beiluo, no, maybe he should be called Junhuangyue, because I saw it.

In an instant, huge waves surged up in my heart, and the boulder hanging in my heart was finally crushed down hard, making my heart ache unbearably.Why did Jun Huangyue appear in the ring, and what position did he put me in? Yesterday afternoon, he still gently kissed my ears and said in an extremely gentle and deep voice, no matter what happens, I will always be the only wife in his heart.The oath that touched my heart is still ringing in my ears, but the person who made the oath has changed beyond recognition. Is God mocking my blind trust in him? "Sister, someone still draws me, and even draws me so beautifully, hehe, I will definitely let this person named Yuanqing pass the test." Laixi's voice was full of surprise and joy, interrupting my embarrassment. thoughts. I stared blankly at the painting in her hand, and I could see that the painter had excellent brushwork, and he vividly expressed Laixi's gentleness and gentleness. A four-character poem praised Laixi's gentleness and gentleness. The simplicity and kindness in the eyes. "These three people painted me like those vulgar fans. Only this Wei Lin can draw better, but it is too much to call me Nine Heavens Xuannv in the poem, so let's just choose him to pass the test. "A cold voice came from behind me. "My lord, your lord is wise." Another voice sounded, it should be her follower. I looked at the painting in my hand again, and Zhou Jingwen would definitely let him pass without even thinking about it. I couldn't fault Bai Yi's paintings and poems, especially his good handwriting. As for Junhuangyue... …I have no reason to let him pass the level. Objectively speaking, he has painted me really well. In the end, I handed over the three paintings in my hand to the middle-aged servant. Including the paintings passed by Shanglaixi and the woman behind, a total of five people entered the next level of competition. At this time, I had fully accepted the cognition that the man in white was Jun Huangyue, and after handing over the three paintings, my mood became colder instead. The fourth level seems to sound very simple. You only need to write down the names of fifteen of the twenty piano pieces played by Miss Mo in the second level. "This is too difficult. It's been more than an hour, who can remember so many pieces of music just played!" Lai Xi raised his voice, his face full of disbelief. I also nodded in agreement. The result of the competition surprised Laixi and me. Except for Zhou Jingwen, the other four of the five passed the test. I admire their memory power very much, but I don't know what Miss Mo thought in arranging this test. The fifth level is very common. Miss Mo laid out a game of remnants, and stipulated that the two people who solved it first would enter the last level. It became extremely quiet on and off the stage, and everyone was eagerly looking forward to which two could stand out. Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, my eyes were always looking at Jun Huangyue's side face, he never turned his face to my side from the beginning to the end. Suddenly, there was a creaking sound from the arena, and the wooden frames around the arena loosened and shook without warning, and the shaking became stronger and stronger, and the arena was about to collapse. Several people on the stage also noticed this strange situation, got up reflexively and jumped off the ring, only one person ran towards the hanging curtain, and a few seconds later the ring collapsed, and a white figure fell from the air with a hug in his arms. With a woman in purple. My heart that had just calmed down was once again gripped by the scene in front of me. At such a critical time, Jun Huangyue was able to take his thoughts out of the chess game to care about Ms. Mo who was hanging in the curtain, and rushed in without hesitation. saved her. Looking at the satisfied smile on the woman's face in purple, I knew that Junhuang Yue had won, not only did he win this ring competition, he also won Miss Mo's heart. My hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, and a monstrous anger arose in my heart. How could he, how could he betray his role in my mind when I just admitted his identity as my husband, even in front of me For the sake of another woman, he put on a touching scene of a hero saving the beauty in front of everyone. "Yunxin, your hand... let go of your fist!" Yu Wujian yelled loudly in my ear, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold my clenched right hand. Only then did I realize that the wound on my right wrist was open again. The white cloth strips that had been stained red in several places this morning had completely turned red, but I didn’t feel any pain at all. Anger is my only thing right now. feel. "Are you crazy, let go!" My fists were still tightly clenched, and I turned a blind eye to the big palm trying to open my fingers. "Don't you want this hand? Let go!" "You-don't-me-me!" I screamed, my chest was almost bursting with anger. "Let go, Yunxin, no matter what happens, I will help you, let go!" Yu Wujian suddenly leaned over and hugged me, his big palms kept stroking my back. I was startled by the sudden warmth, I quickly let go of my fists, stretched out my left hand and pushed him away, there was still a trace of clarity in my mind reminding me that now I am in public, if Jun Huangyue saw it, I don't know what he will think. But when I looked up, I found that he was looking at Miss Mo with his back to me, and he didn't look at me at all.In addition to anger, my heart suddenly felt a little more bitter. Is this man the husband I believe? Why am I in this situation now... "Today's last test is the scene just now. In the end, only Bei Luo rescued me, so he is a well-deserved winner of today's fight. I, Mo Siyou, announced in front of everyone that I will marry Bei Luo in three days. " Mo Siyou's voice was elegant and gentle, and there was a sweet and happy smile on his face as pure as a brook and as cold as an ocean. Junhuangyue stood with his back to me all the time, and the noble back drew a long wound in my heart.