"This... this is... is this the Burning Jiao Qin?!"
Cold sweat broke out from Da Si Le Wang De's forehead. He didn't understand why such a good piano, especially a good piano that musicians dream of, would appear in the hands of such a person, and the original owner of this piano was that person.
Man! He doesn’t understand!
Of course, even his son Wang Yue was puzzled as to why Wang De was so shocked when he saw the piano.
"No...impossible, there can't be a second banana-burning harp in the world...it's impossible!"
Wang De was already so frightened that he stepped back.
Ji Ling smiled but said nothing.
"Why is that old man making such a fuss when he sees a piano? Is it possible that this piano is rare?"
Tang Wan'er asked Qi Ying on the side.
"A warrior will travel all over the world for a sword. If the sword is there, the sword will kill everyone. In the same way, a musician will give everything for a good piano. The one that can surprise Da Si Yue must be a famous piano.
.I am curious as to where Brother Ji got this piano."
Qi Ying put away the paper fan and looked deeply. If his prediction was good, this piano might have a story to tell.
Ji Ling, who was in the center of everyone's attention, sat down as if nothing happened and prepared to play the piano.
"Why do you have this piano?!"
Wang De was determined to find out.
"Master Da Si Yue, why don't you listen to the sound of the piano first and then ask?"
"Okay, you play!"
Wang De felt embarrassed by his gaffe. He sat back down and Ji Ling's performance finally began.
This is the second time for Tang Wan'er to hear Ji Ling play the piano. It is indeed a pleasure. According to his level, the Golden Hall in Vienna is probably not a problem. This level is world-class.
The air at this time was still, but colorful butterflies danced from nowhere. Everyone in the hall was amazed when they saw this spectacle, completely forgetting the original intention. Tang Wan'er thought, this is really the same as the fragrance in history.
The concubines have a fighting chance. Legend has it that when the concubines dance together, the butterflies around them will come around and dance with them.
When the song ended, Tang Wan'er enjoyed it a lot and saw Wang De, who was stunned and trembling with his hands. It seemed that he was really frightened and couldn't understand.
"How do you play, please ask Master Da Si Le for advice."
Ji Ling bowed solemnly, pulling Wang De's thoughts back from wandering in space.
"It's just so-so. It's enough to go to the palace to perform."
Finally, after the depressive atmosphere passed, Wang De uttered these words.
The county magistrate then realized that the case had been interrupted, and was ready to announce the conclusion of the case again.
"Take the convict's wife..."
"Oh, actually I forgot to mention it."
Ji Ling was very disrespectful to the county magistrate and abruptly interrupted the county magistrate's decision, which made the county magistrate furious. However, Ji Ling didn't care about the county magistrate's mood at all.
"This case was originally just a small misunderstanding. I believe that Mr. Da Sile will not fail to fulfill my wish because of his beauty. Mr. Da Sile is noble and magnanimous, so he will not compete with me for someone else, right? What's more, Ling Gongzi has a dignified appearance.
There are talented and beautiful ladies everywhere, and He Lianniang is no exception."
Only then did Tang Waner realize that there was a threat in Ji Ling's words. Does this mean that Wang De was taboo about Ji Ling's identity?
"What do you think, Lord Da Si Le?"
Seeing that Wang De still didn't say a word, Wang Yue couldn't sit still.