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236. Chapter 236 The Flower Festival is stunningly beautiful [06]

He never asked Shen Mingzhu what he was doing with Xiao Xian or how he met Xiao Xian, and Shen Mingzhu simply refused to explain.

This kind of thing cannot be explained in the first place, and it is a long story.

No matter how she explains it, she and Xiao Xian should not have any intersection, so the best way is not to mention it.

Xiao Wen is naturally the most discerning person. He knows how to attack other people's weaknesses and also knows how to protect people so that they won't feel uncomfortable.

Naturally, he would not ask the questions that Shen Mingzhu avoided talking about.

Xiao Wen led her along the flower path. The winding path led to a secluded place, and they arrived at a platform base. Climbing up the steps, they found a hill with a pavilion with octagonal eaves built on it.

Xiao Wen climbed up and looked up, took a look, and said with a smile: "He is there, walking his horse. We can ask him to come up."

He never asked how she and Xiao Xian met.

Shen Mingzhu hurriedly stepped forward and stood on the railing chair in the pavilion and looked around. The terrain here was high and the view was wide. Not far away, she could see the Queen and her concubines, ladies and ladies showing off their talents. What kind of piano

Chess, calligraphy, painting, etc., everyone was very busy.

Shen Mingzhu is not interested. She has been reborn many times in this life.

To compete with those smug ladies, it was a bit overwhelming. After all, she had been a queen, and she had done all the little girl tricks.

She looked further into the distance and saw several people galloping in an open space. The posture of one of them could tell at a glance that he was Xiao Xian.

At this time, Xiao Wen handed over a flute and chuckled: "Although the sound of the flute is melodious and clear, if it is to harmonize with the sound of the zheng, the flute sound is more lingering and far-reaching, and penetrates people's hearts more deeply."

After finishing speaking, he didn't say much, then sat on the ground, put a guqin on the pavilion on his knees, and started playing the piano without even tuning it.

When Shen Mingzhu heard it, it turned out to be the famous song "House of Flying Daggers". It started with a stormy and tense atmosphere, then became grand and grand, competing in the Central Plains, and finally ended with a heart-wrenching atmosphere.

His zither music had been waiting for her to harmonize, but she knew she couldn't resist it, so she had no choice but to pick up the dongxiao and start playing it whimperingly.

The sound quality of this special bamboo flute was so clear that it shocked people. She didn't feel any stagnation, and the sound came out.

It's amazing that they fit together very well.

Xiao Wen's eyes showed undisguised surprise. No one in the world could match his music. He couldn't help but feel competitive. He changed his fingering method and his voice became more compact and sonorous.

Originally he thought that knowing how to play the flute would lead to failure, but who knew that Shen Mingzhu had no difficulty at all, and the flute followed him like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Not only that, the Dong Xiao, which originally had a resentful tune, was actually played by her with a murderous sound. It was originally just a foil to the Zheng sound, but now it seems to be competing against others.

Xiao Wen couldn't help but cheer up and concentrate on playing, abandoning all his original intentions and focusing on playing this piece of music well.

This so-called Ambush from Flying Daggers is not the popular Ambush from Flying Daggers, but both of them are extremely smart people and proficient in rhythm. Xiao Wen followed his lead and changed it, forcing Shen Mingzhu to be at a disadvantage, and then cooperated with him step by step.

, was guided and suppressed by him, but also supported by him.

Shen Mingzhu was dissatisfied, and while he was changing, he suddenly raised his voice. The sound of the flute was as sharp as a crane roaring for nine days, and suddenly it soared into the sky.

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