Chapter 101 A piano sound, intended to bury the sun
The atmosphere in the hall became subtle.
Everyone in the crowd could feel Jiang Wuchen's command, but no one stood up and spoke.
In their opinion, today is Jiang Qianyang's birthday, and Jiang Wuchen is Jiang Qianyang's son.
It is only natural for a general student to come to celebrate his birthday and present a song to Jiang Qianyang.
"Jiang Wuchen!"
Qin Xiyan was really angry this time.
However, just as she said these three words, behind her, Lin Xiao stood up slowly, causing Qin Xiyan to stop talking.
Lin Xiao stepped forward and said as he walked: "Xiao Lin is not talented and dare not show his embarrassment on Jiang Xiangshou's birthday."
While talking, Lin Xiao met Jiang Wuchen's proud gaze, and also looked at Jiang Qianyang, neither humble nor arrogant, neither dodging nor hiding, just like an abyss, making people unable to fathom.
"It doesn't matter, you just play."
Jiang Wuchen was still unyielding and wanted to order Lin Xiao in public.
Lin Xiao looked directly at Jiang Wuchen, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he showed a faint smile and said: "In that case, I will present a song as a congratulatory gift."
After saying that, Lin Xiao walked to Qin Xiyan and said softly: "Princess Xiyan, can you borrow the piano?"
Qin Xiyan looked at Lin Xiao at such a close distance and suddenly felt guilty, saying, "I'm sorry, I've never..."
"I know."
Lin Xiao interrupted Qin Xiyan's speech. He knew that Qin Xiyan was kind-hearted and would never point fingers behind others' backs and cause criticism.
These are all Jiang Wuchen’s tricks!
Qin Xiyan was moved in her heart, stood up and quietly stepped aside, with some expectation in her heart.
She knew that Lin Xiao was far superior to her in terms of attainments in the Qin realm, and that the realm was unpredictable.
However, she had never heard Lin Xiao play the piano.
"Let's play." Jiang Wuchen sat down with a big sword and a golden horse, with a look of victory on his face.
Gradually, the crowd stopped talking and the whole hall became very quiet.
Lin Xiao sat down and stroked the strings with both hands. His mind moved slightly, and wisps of piano music came out.
The sound of the piano is very melodious and seems to penetrate people's hearts.
However, in an instant, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, from high to low, lamenting and feeling lonely and cold, just like a tragic song, which makes people addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves.
Look at Lin Xiao again.
He was still sitting upright, playing the piano quietly, independent of the world, and the aura around him was as if he was sitting watching the joys and sorrows of the world, coldly looking down at the crowd, and even the common people.
"stop!"
Jiang Qianyang exuded a sharp aura, and when he drank it, the strings of the piano were broken.
When the strings are cut off, the sound disappears instantly.
The crowd woke up from that musical state one after another, their eyes widened, and they looked at Lin Xiao in great amazement.
This song is so powerful that it makes them sink and find it hard to wake up.
"What's the name of this song?" Jiang Qianyang squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Xiao. It was very strange and he had never seen it before.
Lin Xiao slowly raised his head, with deep eyes, looking directly at Jiang Qianyang in front of him, and said lightly: "On a whim, I haven't chosen a name yet, so why not call it Burial Yang Song."
"Sunburial Song?"
Jiang Qianyang frowned.
Lin Xiao nodded and said in a solemn voice: "The sun rises and will eventually set. The sound of a piano is meant to bury the sun!"
"presumptuous!"
"Bold maniac!"
As soon as the words fell, countless people stood up, and the aura of terror descended, tightly pressing Lin Xiao's body.
The sound of a piano is meant to bury the sun!
Qinyin refers to Lin Xiao.
Yang refers to Jiang Qianyang.
His song to bury the sun is lonely and cold, and he just wants to bury Jiang Qianyang!
"Boy, how dare you curse my father? Come here, drag him out and kill him." Jiang Wuchen was furious and wanted to send someone to kill Lin Xiao.
Seeing this, Lin Xiao smiled coldly: "I didn't want to play the piano just now, but Mr. Jiang insisted on me playing, and said that everything was fine. Why, now I'm going back on my word?"
After Jiang Wuchen heard this, his face suddenly felt hot. Just as he was about to speak, Xue Hanyan suddenly walked forward.
"Jiang Qianyang, everything Xiao Lin said is true. You, the majestic Prime Minister of Qin, can't get along with a junior, right?" Xue Hanyan sneered at Jiang Qianyang.
"Chen'er, step back."
Jiang Qianyang waved his hand, then his eyes fell on Xue Hanyan, and said with a smile: "Of course I won't pursue him as a junior, but as a teacher, you should teach the truth to your students as soon as possible after they have just passed the test."
Ding!
The crowd's hearts trembled.
This sentence has a profound meaning and already has a slightly cold tone.
Then, a smile appeared on Jiang Qianyang's face again, he opened his hands and said loudly: "Don't be cautious, everyone. It's my birthday today, so please don't come home drunk."
After saying these words, the awkward atmosphere in the hall dissipated, and the crowd raised their glasses and laughed heartily.
Xue Hanyan pulled Lin Xiao aside, glared at him fiercely, and said: "You guy, you are so desperate for your life, you can't help but dare to say this."
As the prime minister, Jiang Qianyang's status is extremely terrifying.
Except for the King of Qin and a few princes, no one else would dare to think of such words.
When Lin Xiao spoke, Xue Hanyan's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Thinking about it now, she still had heart palpitations.
"If the sky is falling, what should I be afraid of if my mentor is there to hold me up?" Lin Xiao joked, making Xue Hanyan angry and funny. This guy always doesn't act according to common sense.
At this time, the birthday is in full swing.
A young man walked out, holding a sword, bowing and saying: "This junior is willing to dance the sword for Jiang Xiang."
After saying this, the young man danced his sword.
Heavy sword light filled the hall, attracting many people to applaud.
When the sword was returned to its sheath, the light from the sword condensed and never dispersed, eventually turning into a huge Chinese character "longevity".
"Interesting." Many people praised in their hearts.
This method is quite original.
"Speaking of swordsmanship, Mr. Jiang's attainments in swordsmanship are already superb. Why don't you show your skills a little bit?" Someone said with a smile, making the crowd's eyes fall on Jiang Wuchen.
"Go." Jiang Qianyang smiled lightly.
Jiang Wuchen nodded and then stood up.
He did not draw out his sword, but pointed it as a sword, and outlined a few sword lights in the void, which were fleeting and disappeared without a trace before anyone could see them clearly.
Just when everyone was confused, the huge character "Longevity" in mid-air shattered into pieces, the sword light reunited, and finally turned into four characters - "Longevity without Borders".
"How wonderful it is to use someone else's sword as your own sword!"
"Master Jiang's swordsmanship is indeed the best in the Qin Dynasty, and he will become a legend in the future!"
"As expected of the son of Prime Minister Jiang, he is so smart."
The crowd praised one after another, and Jiang Qianyang also showed a satisfied smile. Jiang Wuchen's move was indeed amazing.
Jiang Wuchen calmly retracted his sword finger and held it behind him, enjoying the admiration of everyone.
But at this time, a sneer sounded and reached his ears clearly, saying: "Such a juggling act is actually called swordsmanship. Do people nowadays have such low vision?"
Among the group of admirers, this voice seemed particularly harsh, making everyone stunned for a moment, and their eyes instantly froze.
