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Five and eight, reverse one!(1/2)

Where have you seen it?

This thought flashed in Chu Yuzhu's mind and quickly dispersed.

How could she have seen this lowly outdoor girl?

"Cousin, let's go and sit down." Song Ning'er quietly pulled Chu Yuzhu's sleeve.

When Xia Yuwei and her saw that Chu Yuzhu had a bad expression, they did not dare to say anything else.

Although he was extremely jealous of Ye Miao who snatched away all their glory.

Chu Yuzhu then realized that many wives were looking at her quietly with their eyes.

Want to laugh at her? How is that possible? She is the eldest lady of the Chu family!

Chu Yuzhu suppressed the jealousy in her heart, raised her bright little face, and showed a noble and decent smile, "Two cousins, let's go."

After they sat down, Princess Anping stood up and announced that it was time to taste tea and practice.

"Today we will compare two things, one is calligraphy and the other is playing songs. What do you think?"

She is the master, so naturally no one objected.

"There are quite a lot of ladies coming today. I think this is the case. The lottery will determine who can write and who can play music?"

This is not a big deal, no one objected.

However, the ladies prayed in their hearts, hoping to win the ones they were good at.

A maid came over with a bamboo tube, and the girls drew lots one by one.

Su Yu draws calligraphy.

Ye Miao looked at the sign in his hand and thoughtful.

Su Yu stretched his head and looked at it worriedly, "Ye Miao, what should I do next?"

She had read Ye Miao's words, and how could she say it? She couldn't say it against her will.

All the ladies who came here have received good education since childhood and have a very vicious vision.

Ye Miao was about to say something, the maids came up and saluted, "Please move with all the ladies."

The place for the competition is on the water pavilion not far away.

The other ladies followed the maids one after another.

Ye Miao said, "I'm not good at calligraphy, I'll give up."

Xia Yuwei and others who were slightly behind heard this and sneered, "The rules of the tea party are here, since they are here, they have to participate in both good and bad, and they have never given up."

Those who dare to attend tea parties everywhere must have one or two things that can be used to show off their skills, or if they go, they will lose not only their own face, but also their entire family face!

The so-called tea party is worse than a gathering, than a place where ladies from all the high-ranking families compete for their talents.

Xia Yuwei and others were jealous of Ye Miao for robbing them of the limelight. How could they let her go easily if she had the chance to make a fool of herself?

"Can't you give up?" Ye Miao asked Su Yu next to him.

Su Yu nodded worriedly.

"Can you change it?" Ye Miao asked again.

Su Yu was stunned, "This is rarely encountered."

Generally, when you are good at tea parties, you choose what you are good at. If you encounter someone who is not good at drawing lots like today, your performance is slightly worse and no one will laugh at it.

Princess Anping in the pavilion saw that the few people here did not move, so she sent a maid to ask.

The little maid who led the way told the big maid Ye Miao's request.

The maid looked at Ye Miao in surprise and went back to reply.

After hearing this, Princess Anping frowned and said, "Since you have drawn a lottery, how can you change it casually? This is unfair to other ladies."

Many wives quickly agreed, "What the princess said is."

Wei coughed lightly, and Princess Anshun said, "The rules of this tea party are not said to be replaced. If you want to change it, why not change it?"

Several more wives agreed, "What the princess said is."

Princess Anping said coldly, "The rules were not changed, but they didn't say they would change them. All the ladies abide by the rules. Why don't she abide by the desolate descendants from somewhere?"

After the words came to an instant, the atmosphere in the pavilion became quiet.

Princess Anshun's expression turned cold at a speed seen in her naked eyes.

The ladies shrank their necks and lowered their heads without saying a word.

Princess Anping was talking about Ye Miao on the surface, but in fact, she was implicitly mocking Princess Anshun.

Because before Princess Anshun's grandmother entered the palace to become a concubine, her family was so poor that she could hardly lose her fault.

Princess Anping showed a gloomy face, rolled her eyes while the person was unprepared, and wanted to fight with her, which was far from the same!

She was about to ask the maid to inform Ye Miao that he could not change it, but suddenly the little maid who led the way came over and handed the maid a note.

The maid stepped forward and whispered a few words in Princess Anping's ear. Princess Anping took the note and saw that her expression changed drastically.

"Since my cousin said it could be changed, then change it." She said, holding the note tightly.

The ladies looked at her in surprise, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

Even Princess Anshun did not expect that Princess Anping would suddenly change her mind.

Princess Anping pretended to be nothing, saying, "Do you guys come here to show off your talents or choose what you are good at."

She ordered the maid, "Go and tell them, whoever wants to change it can change it."

"Yes, princess."

Chu Yuzhu and others were waiting for Ye Miao to be rejected by Princess Anping, but no one could change the words they sent back.

How is this possible? It was said earlier

Several people looked at Princess Anping, but saw that she was lowering her head and saying something to a wife, but did not look at them.

Chu Yuzhu gritted her teeth and said, "Go over."

"That's right, you might be embarrassed if you choose the qin." Xia Yuwei said.

Su Yu heard that it could be changed, but she was relieved and asked casually, "Ye Miao, you must be good at piano skills. How many years have you practiced?"

Ye Miao thought for a while, "It's intermittent for one or two years."

It’s still about going to elementary school in modern times.

"One or two years?" Still intermittent?

Su Yu held his forehead and didn't know what to say for a while.

But looking at her indifferent look, I admire her calmness in my heart.

Several of the ladies changed the competition. Chu Yuzhu nodded to Song Ning'er, and Song Ning'er understood it.

She originally drew calligraphy, but now she has changed to playing the piano.

Like her first impression, Song Ning'er is a famous talented woman in the capital, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The ladies who played the piano began to debug the piano sound one after another. After Ye Miao sat down, he made a splash, and a harsh sound made the ladies and ladies frown and look over.

"Slide your hands." She said calmly.

He waved Su Yu over and shouted, "You can adjust it, help me adjust it."

Su Yu

While she was tuning the piano, she whispered, “Just play a simple song later.”

After saying that, he said sadly, "What kind of song can you play?"

I have only been studying for a year or two and probably won’t know much about music.

Ye Miao "I don't remember."

It's all about the previous life, and there's only a vague impression.

Su Yu

"Come on." Apart from these two words, Su Yu really doesn't know what else to say.

The first lady who played the piano was already in order.

Because she was the first to appear, she chose the first cheerful pastoral tune.

The tune is light, like a happy little girl's excitement when she first went out for a long trip and saw the wonderful pastoral scenery.

A single child brings people to that carefree world.

The skills are not very good, but they are very pleasing. After the end, warm applause sounded from the pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, the ladies came on stage one after another, either deep or melodious, or sad or excited, all of which were of good level.

Su Yu listened to the sound of the piano and remembered Ye Miao in his heart, and could not write for a long time.
To be continued...
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