By the time it was Qing Wan's turn, more than half of the performance had passed.
Then she heard Ji Chenxue wave to a woman dressed as a maid on the main seat and say: "Xiang Liu, go get the white jade piano that belongs to me."
What he called was the maid beside the princess. The maid took the order and left, and after a while she brought a piano over. The whole body of the piano was crystal white, delicate and transparent, and it looked like the finest warm white jade.
Made.
It has a grease-like luster, a refined interior, and a thick and warm texture. The front of the instrument is engraved with a picture of a phoenix flying to the sky, with a leering posture that is lifelike.
Someone here has quickly removed the fruit plate and wine cup in front of Ji Lanjin. The maid placed the white jade piano on the desk in front of Ji Lanjin, and heard Ji Chenxue say in a flattering voice: "My phoenix
Although Wu Wu is not as good as your Jiutian, I can't find anything better for the moment, so just make do with it. I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time, Ah Jin. It's really thanks to my mother and concubine."
There were some knowledgeable and distinguished people in the audience, but when they saw the white jade piano, they all showed expressions of yearning and wonder.
From this, we can see the value of this piano, and I am afraid that even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.
On the stage, the servants had prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Mu Liuting turned sideways, glanced at the poem sign in her hand, then waved the fan in her hand and said, "You want to paint? I don't know that Miss Qingwan intends to paint people."
Or painting something?”
On the other side, Ji Chenxue heard this and came over, curled her lips and said, "I think I'll lend her this fan of yours to draw, so that she won't be unable to draw anything when she goes on stage."
Qing Wan Shi Ran stood up, nodded to the two of them and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Shizi, but no need, Qing Wan has already thought about what to draw." After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the center of the venue where there were pen and ink drawing papers.
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Qing Wan stared at her plain white paper and was lost in thought for a while. Then she heard the sound of a piano suddenly rising slowly from the audience, gradually spreading out like a tidal wave. It was just a starting tune, and it already contained countless sounds.
When you first hear it, you just feel that the body of the piano is graceful and continuous, melodious, and it sounds indescribably good. After listening further, you can find that there is actually a subtlety hidden inside, and the fingering techniques are ever-changing.
The body of the piano is endless, curling into the ears. Sometimes it is soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes it is rapid like a waterfall, sometimes it is crisp and clear like beads falling on a jade plate, and sometimes it is low like a whisper.
When Qing Wan came back to her senses, she realized that half of the music had passed, and she had to complete the entire piece before the music ended.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but calm down, picked up the pen and started drawing on the paper.
Everyone was sitting far away and had no idea what she was painting. Of course, most people were attracted by the sound of the piano. Except for a few people who were interested in her, everyone didn't care about what she was painting.
It wasn't until the sound of the piano faded away, and the lingering sound was faint, that it seemed to have passed away, but then I saw the slender figure in white, calmly put down the pen in his hand, and slowly straightened up. A medium-pitched voice sounded in the field.
: "Qingwan has been painted."
It was this sound that brought everyone back to their senses from the dreamlike sound of the piano.
At the signal of Princess Hengqin, the two maids hurriedly stepped forward and helped Qingwan unfold the painting.
Just now, everyone was silent in the sound of the piano and didn't care what she drew. This time, when they saw the maids slowly unfolding the scroll, they couldn't help but be surprised.
On the three-foot-long scroll, there are only a few strokes at the top of the scroll, but the charm of the Qionghua is vividly sketched, which is no less impressive than the real scene at the top of the tree.