However, after hearing Cang Xi's distant laughter in the boat, even Bai Yuyue couldn't sit still.
"Those who are incompetent should just stay on the shore and watch us having fun!"
Before Saihan could get angry, Bai Yuyue began to ask Mr. Turtle, who had always been flattering, "What should I do to win?"
Turtle Gong smiled and said: "Just show your talent. It can be music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, song, or martial arts. It can be anything, as long as the women on the other side can take notice of it."
At this moment, Saihan shouted: "Hurry up!"
Bai Yuyue looked back and saw a man in his thirties, full of aristocracy, playing the song "The Good Night" on a golden flute.
Apparently, he was very popular with the group of women opposite.
"That's our county governor's office. He's also very popular with the people across the street." Gui Gong warned him at the right time.
"Think of a solution quickly!"
Saihan was really helpless. Playing, playing, singing, chanting the wind and moonlight were not her ability.
When the flute sound stopped, the yamenai showed a satisfied smile on his face.
The princes and grandsons next to them were all disappointed: they knew that there was only one spot left.
When a woman in white over there smiled and approached the yamen to recruit people, a melodious "Plum Blossoms Fall" suddenly came over.
Bai Yuyue, dressed in white, stood by the pool, and the white jade flute in her hand was as white as snow.
The music played by the white jade flute at her mouth is colder than the lake water, brighter than the moonlight, and more indifferent than the breeze.
Not only those who are well versed in music, but also some rough guys who have no knowledge of music theory are fascinated by it.