"Yes, it's right, we're not losing! A draw, a draw!" Everyone shouted.

"It makes sense, so let's win in the third game!" Mrs. Xia Ji used her hand to press it, indicating that everyone should not be excited.

Zhang Jingtao was speechless. This was a completely black whistle.

But knowing the pressure of Mrs. Xia Ji, he accepted it very poorly and said, "If so, the wife's evaluation in the third game should not be too harsh."

Mrs. Xia Ji nodded slightly.

The wonderful piano sounded again.

This time the music is no longer entirely filled with mountains and flowing waters, but it is an ode, which is very pleasing. The song is full of expectations for a good harvest in autumn and winter.

There are songs in the song.

When people look forward to it, the cheerful scenes after the harvest are vividly visible, and they are even a little bit of love between men and women in the harvest season.

Mrs. Xia Ji recited: "There are many grains and high granaries, the ponds are wine and sweets, and the priests are given a hundred gifts, and the ancestors are blessed."

However, it is Confucian classical Chinese, which contains false words, roughly means that the harvest is paid to ancestors, and the ancestors are happy and blessed.

Ying Du on the other side pinched his beard, his eyes were about to move, and he shook his head and said, "There is a girl named Xia Sheng who has no support for her. She wants to be charmed by her wife. The scholar can lure him."

The hall was filled with joy, singing randomly, and laughing.

Does this Ying Du want to plot against Mrs. Xia Ji for him?

Mrs. Xia Ji said: "The third game is not about enjoying the music, but about comparing the tricks of the performance, and any instrumental music is fine."

Now, without Zhang Jingtao robbing it, the nobles almost knew a few musical instruments, and Sun Kuang gave a song first.

However, this guy thought he was very high in his own right, but when others listened, he felt that this guy's musical style was relatively dull.

After Sun Kuang reported, Han Fei followed again.

Zhang Jingtao listened carefully and although they were all good, they were either a little stupid or a little soft.

Not everyone can participate in this literary fair. Not everyone can do this in the battle for the referee of the temple. Just like Zhang Qing and Zhang Chuchu, they just participated in the meeting. Although they could evaluate it, they did not officially participate in the battle.

For this reason, after a short loop, no one played it. In the previous instrumental competition, it was obvious that it was the best to win the poison, but the song was a bit eloquent.

Amid the praise from everyone, Ying Du said happily: "It's Qingyang Hou's turn."

However, no matter what his tone was, everyone felt the targeting of this person towards Zhang Jingtao.

"Okay." Zhang Jingtao was very pleased. He wanted to kill this person with a little majesty.

It would be better to use a musical instrument with some strength.

Look around and see that there are many musical instruments in the pavilion, and there is a pipa on the short table not far away, which is just enough to be used.

He got up and picked up the pipa, and tugged it around for a while.

After feeling that my hands were done, I held the pipa and stopped putting it down. I also tied up the philosopher armor, smiled again, and emitted some electric flowers in my eyes: "Today I will let you see the style of the pipa!"

Most of them shook their heads jokingly.

Why?

Because the pipa is often used in Hualoujiu, playing some minor tunes, most people think that they can only play some minor tunes when they hear the pipa.

What kind of tricks can this pipa come up with?

Zhang Jingtao ignored him, straightened his body, and pressed the string with one hand.

Concentrate and meditate.

The so-called expert knows if there is any one. As soon as he puts on the air, he immediately scares everyone in the Accord, and the hall becomes quiet.

The more people, of course, were curious about what Zhang Jingtao wanted to play.

Zhang Jingtao's hand moved.

Dong!

The sound of metal energy is high and loud.

Press the sound of the breath string again, and the evil spirit flashed in his eyes and a ferocious moan was humming.

"The sky has a murderous intent, the stars have changed! The earth has a murderous intent, the dragon and snake have a land! People have a murderous intent, the heaven and earth have a recurrence!"

Dongdongdong! Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdong!

A song of ambush on all sides with layers of solemnity and surging, surging towards all directions. The night wind in early autumn suddenly became cold, and a trace of coldness penetrated into the wind and rushed into the sky.

All the noise on the lake disappeared, leaving only the sound of the pipa full of murderous intent.

Get up, long and tight, and the murderous intent is coming!

Inheriting, the rivers and seas are surging, and the soldiers are in a turbulent manner!

Turn around, crisis is everywhere, life is hanging on the line!

Five commands produced waves of bones!

Join! Mountains of corpses and seas of blood! The dead are dead!

With a thud, it ended abruptly, and the song ended!

After a long time, the birds outside the pavilion were silent.

Cold sweat oozed out of Lilibai's forehead in the hall. She stood there for a while, snorted lightly, stopped looking into the hall, and turned around and walked out of the hall.

The old man who followed Lilibai also frowned and stood up, looked at Zhang Jingtao intently, and then came out.

The same is true for Winning. There seemed to be a sharp light in my eyes, but at this moment, I seemed to have been aged a few years ago. I sighed and left the table.

When the nobles saw this, they stood up and said goodbye to leave. Today's literary meeting was purely polite. Since someone left the seat and Mrs. Xia Ji was not displeased, she could leave.

The room was almost empty, but the literary meeting was not over, because there were still some distinguished guests drinking tea, and it was still early, so Mrs. Xia Ji was not easy to drive out.

However, these people stayed not just for drinking tea.

Just like Sun Kuang who had not left, he went to the King of Zhou to pay homage.

After Sun Kuang met, Feng Lianhua whispered to the King of Zhou: "This is a good opportunity! You can kill Mrs. Xia Ji. After that, even if there are warriors on the island, it will be too late. We can leaps through the window, which is the lake under the window."

On the other side, Sun Kuang was shocked and said, "If you do this, the Holy King will break his trust in the world."

The King of Zhou pondered.

Zhang Jingtao and Zhang Qing both have vitality and good ears. They both heard it. Zhang Qing was not good at intrigue and said strangely: "Since the King of Zhou is considering it, it means that he also wants to be unfavorable to Mrs. Xia Ji. However, why does King of Zhou want to be unfavorable to Mrs. Xia Ji?"

Zhang Jingtao replied without thinking: "The Qin State's distant friendship and near attack is not good for the King of Zhou. What the King of Zhou hopes is that the princes of the Central Plains can become stronger one by one, that is, the Central Plains are chaotic enough, and they all want to rise up justly, so that the King of Zhou can benefit from it. Mrs. Xia Ji is very popular in the East, which is one of the foundations of the distant friendship and near attack."

After saying that, he heard the Zhou king over there reply: "No, after doing this, as Sun Kuang said, I will struggle in the future."

Feng Lianhua sneered: "My Holy Sect is now struggling. Master Yue, what do you think?"

Yue Zhenshan groaned: "Although I am loyal to the Holy Sect, the Holy King, if the priest had not followed Princess Lilibai, I would have wanted to write a book about you, and I would have done nothing! I will lose all over the world!"

King Zhou's body trembled slightly and asked softly: "Lihua, are you sure?"

Feng Lianhua said: "It depends on Master Yue."

Yue Zhenshan seemed to be very scholarly, with three beautiful beards, but his body was very strong, his eyes flashed with bright light, and he nodded coldly.

The fierce light flashed in the King of Zhou's eyes, and he shouted softly: "Kill!"

A huge change in the hall!

With a loud shout, Yue Zhenshan and Sun Kuang jumped out with swords and rushed towards Mrs. Xia Ji.

But Feng Lianhua and the other two did not move.

Zhang Jingtao flashed back, pulled out the verdict, and stood in front of Zhang Chuchu.

Zhang Chuchu couldn't help but look at him sweetly.
Chapter completed!