Jiang Yizhou was not sure, but she didn't want to see Chen Ning being taught a lesson by Xiang Xichu, so she quickly spoke up and said, "Sir, everyone is curious about your ability."

"Or what if you do it for me, you should teach and guide me, and show your skills in tea or piano skills?"

Chen Ning is the young marshal of the North. How could he make tea and play the piano for others casually? What did he become?

He calmly refused: "The teaching of one word is called a teacher. You are not close to me, so why should I teach you?"

Jiang Yizhou opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Ning in disbelief.

mad!

This guy is so arrogant. Not only does he not take Xiang Shao seriously, he doesn't even give her fairy Jiang's face.

Song Bingting knew the grudge between Chen Ning and the Xiang family, and learned that the person in front of her was the son of Xiang Ge Lao, for fear that Chen Ning would have another dispute with the Xiang family.

She quickly said to Chen Ning softly: "Honey, if you know how to play the guqin, just play it for everyone?"

Chen Ning didn't give anyone any face, but as soon as Song Pingting opened her mouth, he agreed with a smile.

"Okay, I'll play a song."

"This song is not played for anyone, but for you."

Upon hearing this, Song Bingting's pretty face turned slightly red, her eyes were shy and happy.

Tong Ke next to him shook his head secretly. This brother-in-law has started to spoil her cousin again. She is really a crazy wife-possessing maniac.

Soon, Chen Ning walked into the accord with the guqin under the gaze of everyone, and sat down casually.

The scene was quiet.

Everyone listened carefully.

Chen Ning placed his hands on the guqin, and gently brushed the strings with his right finger, as if he was performing a sound test.

The guqin made two melodious sounds.

Everyone at the scene had different expressions, but most of them didn't believe how powerful Chen Ningqin was.

After all, there are few people who can play the guqin, and there are very few people with great attainments in the guqin than Fairy Jiang.

Xiang Xichu even hugged his arms with both hands and looked at Chen Ning with a sneer.

Song Bingting and Jiang Yizhou, Tong Ke was looking forward to it and listened carefully.

Zheng--

Chen Ning started playing the piano, and the melodious sound of the piano slowly rang out.

Jiang Yizhou frowned slightly. Chen Ning obviously knows how to play the guqin, but the song Chen Ning plays was an unprecedented song. She said in surprise: "What kind of song is this? It looks like a lyrical style."

Chen Ning's face was quiet, and his hands gently tugged on the guqin. The melodious sound of the piano flowed out from his fingertips like flowing water...

The sound of the piano has a magical magic.

Refreshing!

Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes and listen to the sound of nature.

After closing his eyes, different pictures appear in everyone's mind with the sound of the piano.

The picture that emerged in Jiang Yizhou's mind was a peaceful and beautiful village. A newly married couple got married under the blessing of relatives and friends.

The groom is handsome, the bride is beautiful, and a pair of beautiful women made of heaven and earth.

At this time, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, and the gentle lyricism became quick and tragic.

The peaceful and beautiful village is gone, and the picture is full of enemies riding horses and knives, burning the village, robbing and plundering, flames everywhere, corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, shocking.

At this time, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent.

The picture in Jiang Yizhou's mind turned into a refugee's escape, and his newly married wife fled south with the elderly, women and children. The newly married husband resolutely joined the army to fight against the enemy...

The sound of the piano is getting faster and stronger.

The picture in Jiang Yizhou's mind became the scene of the Central Plains army, a decisive battle with the foreign enemy army, with golden swords and iron horses flying in flesh and blood...

Finally, the decisive battle was accepted. The mountains and fields were filled with corpses, and the enemy could not be distinguished. The blood dyed the rivers red.

There was only one ownerless war horse crying in the entire battlefield.

Almost everyone was dead, the owner of the war horse, the newly married groom, also sank his body by the river, holding half of the jade pendant that he had used to recognize his wife...

At this time, the sound of the piano slowed down, extremely slowly, like crying and complaining...

The picture in Jiang Yizhou's mind changed, the dilapidated village in the south, the dilapidated thatched hut.

Shortly after the wedding, the bride fled to the south with the refugees.

She just fell asleep on the thatched bed in the middle of the night, and she smiled soundly with tears on her face.

Maybe in a dream, I saw her husband return triumphantly.

At this moment, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!