When the news came out, there was an uproar in the sky, and everyone was talking about it. They didn't expect the prince of Qin to do this.

At this moment, in the Fengtian Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath after hearing the news and couldn't help but speculate.

Could it be that that kid has some clever ideas that he doesn't know about?

"What kind of medicine is this kid from the second family selling in the gourd?"

Du Andao next to him heard this, smiled and offered a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, there are a lot of things you don't know about the Crown Prince. With his temperament, I'm afraid he will bring trouble to the whole city."

According to Zhu Shangbing's character of vengeance, he must be preparing to silence everyone this time.

Not surprising.

When he thought of that person, he had only one sentence in his mind. If he didn't say anything, he would have become a blockbuster.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded upon hearing this, without saying much, just slightly lost in thought.

Compared with here, the East Palace is very lively.

Fang Xiaoru brought this news, and although Zhu Yunwen was calm on the surface, his knuckles holding the quilt were slightly white, and he was obviously excited about it.

Looking for good news?

Fortunately that guy could figure it out, he wanted to see what happened in the end.

But Fang Xiaoru on the side didn't feel it. He looked at Zhu Yunwen with joy in his eyes with a solemn expression, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Your Majesty Taisun, never underestimate the enemy. As the saying goes, a arrogant soldier will be defeated. This one is not an easy one."

In the many confrontations, which one did not have the advantage?

How could you seek medical treatment in a hurry because of rumors and rumors? It's probably a scam.

If you are complacent, I'm afraid the gap will be even greater.

Fang Xiaoru's words made Zhu Yunwen, who was sitting there, unhappy, but he still had a spring breeze on his face, smiled and nodded respectfully.

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. Yun Wen will remember your teachings."

Hearing this, Fang Xiaoru nodded with satisfaction, missing the anger in the eyes of the person in front of him.

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Yingtian City Gate.

The people looked at the temporary platform with curiosity written on their faces. It was almost noon but there was still no one there. They were discussing who would come here.

"It must be Mr. Fan from the west of the city! The bamboo flute he plays is so clear and distant."

"In my opinion, he is not as good as that actor in the north of the city. He plays the strings with his slender hands. It makes people feel itchy to watch and listen to him."

"Are you complimenting him? You are greedy and despicable!"

…

Yue Nanshan looked at the man next to him with a helpless face, but the latter laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight.

What a mean sentence.

He couldn't help but want to correct the code.

Realizing the dissatisfaction of the man next to him, he raised his head and handed the fruit in his hand to him with a smile on his face.

"Eat something first, people will be here later."

The latter was stunned for a moment, then sighed and silently took the thing, vented his dissatisfaction on it, and bit it hard.

In the end, I couldn't help but speak out because of the sparse crowd.

"Your Highness, I don't understand."

I thought the person in front of me would give an answer, but who knew...

"It's okay. You don't understand, I understand."

Zhu Shangbing's triumphant smile was completely inconsistent with today's attire, and the jade crown on his head was lost in vain.

I saw a little dissatisfaction in Yue Nanshan's eyes, but he was soon interrupted by the sound of rapid horse hooves.

The visitor looked very good, his peach-blossom eyes were shining, and he felt like he had no words to speak. He held a moon-white piano in his hand and listened to the exclamations of the people around him.

This is the actor from the north of the city.

Before the discussion could subside, a man was seen riding a horse and whipping his whip. His blue robe made him look more chic, and he had a bamboo flute tied around his waist.

There were still people arriving one after another, but soon all the people with great reputations among the people came.

They are secretly competing with each other.

Yue Nanshan looked at the overt and covert actions of these people, the dissatisfaction on his face dissipated, and the corners of his lips rose with a bit of ridicule, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that the temptation of rich money is not small, and those talented people who pretend to be extraordinary and noble are one after another."

Zhu Shangbing agreed very much with this. He nodded first, then looked at the chattering people, then stood up and walked to the shaded area, and said to Yue Nanshan with a smile.

"The more people come, the better. I need this group of people to be my stepping stones."

He is not a boy who wants to make money, he is here to slap these people in the face.

Unfashionable?

Today he will teach them a lesson. After all, he is Zhang Liang's apprentice. How can they do it if they don't know the music?

"Wait until they finish playing before you go."

Zhang Liang's voice was filled with some expectation, he also wanted to see the performance of this group of people.

The world only knows that Zhou Gongjin is good at music, but they don't know that Zhang Liang may not be inferior to him.

It didn't take long for the group of people to perform on stage, but...

Zhang Liang couldn't help but speak as he listened to the music in his ears.

"This son is far different from Zhou Gongjin."

The man on the stage was an actor from the north of the city, and the music he played was desolate but had no form.

Zhang Liang, who was originally looking forward to it, simply kept silent.

After everyone finished playing, Zhu Shangbing walked to the stage.

Everyone is eagerly awaiting the results.

Who knows...

"No one wins."

His words offended everyone, and some people even came from next door just to compete, but the person in front of them actually said that there was no leader.

One arrogant piano player was dissatisfied and stood up to accuse.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, doesn't understand music, so how can he know the beauty of it? You may not like it, but you shouldn't humiliate us like this."

After saying that, he threw the piano in his hand directly to the ground. There was a cracking sound and it broke into two halves.

The man was just about to walk away when the sound of playing strings suddenly came from behind him.

He looked back and saw that Zhu Shangbing had a guqin in front of him, and his fingers were skillfully playing the notes. Although he didn't play it, anyone who knew anything knew that he was no layman.

"Since you all insist on competing, let me play a song. If anyone thinks he can beat me, you can take this thousand gold."

After saying that, you lowered your eyes and plucked the strings with your fingertips. Everyone who was still looking sarcastic at first paused, and the sound of the piano continued to linger, like the sound of nature in your ears, and trickling into your heart.

The person in front of them was wearing a green shirt and had a slightly melancholy look on his face. Everyone felt in a trance that the person in front of them was the extremely romantic Ji Kang from thousands of years ago.

Unparalleled elegance.

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly, this must be Zhu Shangbing.

"It's Guanglingsan!"

An old man stood up, the enthusiasm in his eyes undisguised.

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard it, and all looked at the person who made the sound.

After seeing that person, several people were filled with admiration and screams of surprise.

"This is Mr. Zhang!"

This person studied the piano art diligently and had already entered the palace.

He has been searching for lost piano scores for many years, and he was lucky enough to obtain the fragments of Guangling San.

If he said it, he would definitely not be wrong.

Zhang Liang looked at Zhu Shangbing who was holding the moon like a star, and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

He couldn't compare to Zhou Gongjin when it came to playing the harp, but this boy didn't want to learn from Xiao, so he had to give advice on the harp. Time passed by, and the person in front of him had already surpassed Zhou Gongjin.

When the song ended, he couldn't help but smile.

"Xiao Zhu doesn't seem to be slacking off. I complained a little before, but it seems I was overly worried."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Shangbing's face was filled with astonishment, and he blinked a little guiltily.

It's true that he hasn't practiced the piano for a long time, and among so many pieces of music, Guangling San is the one he plays most often and best.

It was specially brought out to show off his skills and slap him in the face.

Looking at the group of people with intoxicated faces, I couldn't help but smile.

"If your Highness says, no one here can beat me."
Chapter completed!