The second pair, a woman playing the zither and a man playing the flute, is the difference between the previous pair, and a woman first starts with a sound and then joins.

"I know this song, looking at the moon, the zither is like flowing water and the night roar, and the flute is like the breeze roaring against the moon." Yan Huo said.

"I'll test you again, where did this song come from?" Fu Zhixing deliberately teased Yan Hae to avoid her falling asleep bored for a while.

"You can't help me. It's Zhang Zishou's "Looking at the Moon and Falling"." Yan Huo smiled and danced with a smile.

After performing one pair after another, the noble girl who got the ninth lottery came on stage. She did not have the young master who matched her and she played the piano for everyone. In fact, the noble girl in Beijing has all the knowledge of chess, calligraphy and painting, but these instruments are suitable for performance.

The qin is the first of the eight sounds, and the qinde is the best. Those young men claim to be humble gentlemen, and most of them are good at piano. Therefore, at least three pairs of the eight pairs in front are piano ensembles. Yan Huo hid behind Fu Zhixing and yawned several times.

After the noble girl who drew the ninth draw left the court, the tenth pair appeared. The man seemed to be the son of a certain Grand Secretary, holding a jade flute. The woman was Zeng Yingyu, who was more familiar to Yan Huo. She was wearing a green dress. The two saluted the prince and the princess. The man stood aside, Zeng Yingyu walked to the middle, and the flute sounded, and Zeng Yingyu danced with the song.

"Husband, what kind of song is this?" Yan Huo asked in a low voice, sounding melodious and ethereal and melodious.

"This song is called "Watching the Lake". The breeze blows gently, the sound of the flute is lingering; the lake water is slightly rippling, and the long sleeves are stretched." Fu Zhixing grabbed her claws that were exploring the loquat.

"If you don't watch the dance, why are you staring at me?" Yan Huo scratched his palm.

Fu Zhixing laughed and approached her, "There is nothing good to dance, only the wife can watch it all the time."

Yan Huo's face turned slightly red, "Be serious, don't tease me."

As he spoke, the sound of the flute had changed from slow to fast, and Zeng Yingyu's dance also changed, with long sleeves flying up and down, like high winds and rapid waves, and surging waves.

When they went down, the eleventh pair came up, and the ensemble was played again, the man played the piano and the woman played the pipa. The twelfth pair was Tang Jinshan and Gan Cailing. Tang Jinshan painted, and Gan Cailing played the piano. After the piano sounds, the painting was done. In a short time, Tang Jinshan could only be similar.

"Husband, he is not as good as you painted, nor is he handsome. He is also talking nonsense when he says he is your successor." Yan Huo said indignantly.

"Don't care about boring people's gossip." Fu Zhixing never thought he was the first noble son in the capital.

"I didn't care, I just didn't like it." Yan Huo hated those people who used Fu Zhixing to raise the Tang Jinshan. Tang Jinshan was not qualified to be comparable to Fu Zhixing regardless of family background, appearance, and talent.

Fu Zhixing patted her hand comfortably, "Don't be angry about such a trivial matter. Tang Jinshan is just a clown who jumps the beam. He is willing to attract attention and let him go."

"Don't you teach him some lesson?" Yan Hu asked.

"He will suffer bad consequences." Fu Zhixing smiled faintly.

Yan Huo raised his eyebrows and looked at the thirteenth pair of people who were on the stage. The man was still playing the piano, and the woman was Luo Longer. She was wearing a strong suit and holding a silver short sword without a blade in her hands. Obviously she wanted to dance a sword dance. Sword dance, also known as sword weapon dance, belongs to the healthy dance, and is agile and strong.

As the piano sounded, Luo Longer danced with his hands, and the sword light shone. Although Yan Hu had not learned dance seriously, Aunt Zeng taught her soft body skills and could also get along with dance. Yan Hu could see that Luo Longer's dancing skills were very ordinary and were not coherent in many places.

"Tsk, is there a sword dance moving around?" Yan Huo curled his lips disgusted, "There is no Huo Ruyi shooting nine sunsets, and he is as sharp as the emperors and dragons flying. He is as angry as the thunder and the anger, but as clear light as the rivers and seas."

Fu Zhixing laughed, "See you to see the real sword dance another day."

Luo Longer swung and rotated the sword to make a regular sound, showing a fighting atmosphere. But at this moment, Luo Longer's right sword dropped out and shot towards Yan Huo. An exclaim suddenly sounded in the boat, "Ah!" You know, although the silver sword was not sharp, the tip of the sword was still very sharp.

Fu Zhixing reached out to grab the sword, but he grabbed it in the air; Yan Huo was actually shocked when he saw the sword flying over. Fortunately, when Fu Zhixing reached out to grab the sword, she came to her senses, became wise in a hurry, and fell backwards.

"Ouch!" Yan Huo's head hit the ground hard. Although the carpet was laid, it still made her eyes turn black. The sword almost passed through her body and pierced on the stone pillar behind, stopping the castration and falling down.

When Fu Zhixing heard her crying, his face changed drastically. He hugged her and asked anxiously: "Xiaoxiao! Where are you injured? Imperial Doctor, go and invite the Imperial Doctor."

"Twelve Sisters."

"Xiaoxiao."

The people in the boat were in chaos and surrounded Yanhu. Luo Longer didn't expect this accident to happen and stood there in the original place, with the left sword also landing on the ground.

Yan Rong was separated by several seats. When she came over, she couldn't squeeze in. She turned around and slapped Luo Longer hard, "If you don't learn skills, don't show off your shame. If my sister is hurt at all, I will take your life." She is the eldest daughter of the Yan family's family. She has the style of an elder sister. She has been married into the family of a military general for many years and has become more and more fierce.

"How can you hit someone casually?" Luo Longer covered her face, "My parents have never hit me."

"I'm not your parents." Yan Rong angrily retorted, ignored her and went to see Yan Hu's situation again, "Twelve Sister, how are you?"

"Sister Lao is worried, I'm fine." Yan Hu leaned in Fu Zhixing's arms, and was frightened and hit his head again, his face pale.

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you." Yan Rong patted her chest lightly.

Although Yan Huo looked fine on the surface, he did not ask the imperial physician to diagnose it. Fu Zhixing was worried and despite her objection, he forced her to pick her up, "Your Highness, Princess, Princess, I am not feeling well, please allow us to leave first."

"I will deal with the matter here." The prince smiled faintly.

Fu Zhixing held Yan Hu and left with great strides. The others sat back on their original positions, and only Luo Longer was still standing in the middle of the boat.

"Why do you want to assassinate the Lord of Rongfu?" The prince made things stand out as soon as he spoke.

"I didn't, I didn't want to assassinate the Lord of Rongfu County." Luo Longer shook his head.

Seeing that Luo Longer was still standing and replying, Luo Yan'er was so angry that she was so stupid that she hurried out and knelt down and kowtowed, "Luo Shi Yan'er kowtowed to the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince, the sister had no intention of assassinating the County Lord Rongfu. Her sister was just not good at dancing skills, so she missed the sword and asked the prince to make a clear explanation."

"Rolin has raised two good daughters. One is brave and dares to use the name of sword dancing to perform assassination; the other is clever and sarcastic. When the matter is exposed, he uses the evasion. In Gu's opinion, the one you want to assassinate is not the Lord Rongfu County, but the Prince Gu." The prince has always wanted to dismiss Luo Lin's military position. Now that the opportunity has come, how could he let it go easily? Although this matter is a bit far-fetched and a bit ridiculous, who dares to question him the prince?

"No, no, Your Highness, we don't." Luo Yan'er panicked. After all, she was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

The prince ignored it at all, "The person who came, immediately went to the city to capture Luo Lin, and temporarily detained the two women in the Ministry of Justice."

Some of them here have reacted and are still confused, but this is not important and the matter has been decided.

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Note: "Looking at the Moon" is a zheng song. It is a modern guzheng player and composer Zhao Manqin created this song based on the poetry of "Looking at the Moon and Embracing the Distance" by the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling. Please forgive me if you have borrowed it here.
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