I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

When these words were spoken, all the young ladies present were filled with confusion and uncertainty.

Mrs. Yan: .? ? ?

Other ladies: So this matter is not over yet?

Young Master Mo rarely saw Luo Qianhuai's aggressive side. For a moment, he found it both fresh and interesting, and a smile unconsciously appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Princess Changzhou frowned slightly: "Mrs. Yan's pipa is very pleasant to my ears, but Madam Hou's words just now were a bit harsh."

"Arui thanks the princess for her appreciation." Madam Yan Er said immediately, glancing at Luo Qianhuai with a smug look of a villain who has succeeded.

Luo Qianhuai didn't care. This was her last chance to get the papermaking technique. If she didn't succeed, she would die. For this technique, even if she offended everyone in the audience, she could just find a way to make it up to him later.

"Since the prince has asked me to comment, I will naturally do my best to help you ladies find the flaws in your talents, and then make up for the shortcomings, so that everyone can benefit. If I just say a few good words casually, wouldn't I be accused of being unlearned and idle? Not only will I fail the prince's kindness in nominating me, but it will also be detrimental to the progress of you ladies. Why should I do such a harmful thing?"

Princess Changzhou was not a scheming person to begin with. After listening to her eloquent speech and her using her precious son as a shield, although she still felt that something was wrong, after thinking about it, she could not find any fault, so she simply stopped talking.

Successfully forcing the princess to shut up, Luo Qianhuai stood up and slowly walked towards Madam Yan Er. He glanced at her fingertips and said with a smile:

"Your father and brother should be military commanders, right? Second Lady was born in a border town since she was young. She was influenced by her surroundings and has developed good skills. Therefore, the strength of her fingers is far superior to that of ordinary people. Her performance of the pipa is often passionate and touching. However, after returning to Xijing, your words and actions were restricted. Your family probably invited someone to teach you that gentleness is beautiful. Even the sound of the pipa has to be free of those unrestrained and unruly things. You have to suppress your temper and play it slowly and gently, so that it can be gentle and gentle. Little did you know that it was just the opposite."

Madam Yan Er was full of resentment before, but she gradually fell silent after hearing this. It was because what Luo Qianhuai said was really true. In order to suppress her lively and unrestrained personality, she didn't know how many times she was hit by the nanny. Every time she picked up the pipa, she subconsciously dared to use only 30% of her strength, for fear that if the tone was slightly raised, it would be said to be a barbaric song that was "hoarse and mocking" and could not be performed in a refined hall.

It was under this long-term oppression that she gradually became what she is now. Every day, she had to patiently agree with those Xijing noble ladies, think what they think, learn what they learn, and even if it was someone they hated, she would be the first to stand up and act more hateful than them. But deep down in her heart, what she hated the most was actually herself.

Madam Yan Er fell into deep thought, but Madam Duan Wu, who was from a military family and was on good terms with her, seemed a little unhappy.

"Madam, you have only been in Xijing for a short time and are not familiar with the music style in the capital, which is gentle, elegant and correct. The song played by Second Lady Yan just now captured the essence of it. Madam, you are used to listening to rural accents and village flutes, so it is understandable that you are not used to it for a while, but that can't be considered Second Lady Yan's fault, right?"

Luo Qianhuai looked at the little girl angrily standing up for her friend, and instead of being angry, he found it even more interesting.

"My dear, you may not know the origin of the pipa. It was originally a musical instrument of the Hu people, used to play on horseback. Pushing the hand forward is called "pi", and pulling the hand backward is called "ba", which is like playing a drum, hence the name. Therefore, playing the pipa requires strength to make its sound excited. If you want to change it to gentle and elegant music, you can change to other instruments. Since you have chosen the pipa, you are doing the opposite. How can you reach the ultimate state?"

Luo Qianhuai said this in one breath, and the young ladies beside him were all stunned. Among them, only a few people had heard of the musical instrument Pipa, which was introduced from the Western Regions, but they knew nothing about its previous use.

Luo Qianhuai was also grateful in his heart for the many miscellaneous books he had read in his previous life. It was enough to pick out some of them to fool these young ladies.

Seeing that the hall was silent, Luo Qianhuai continued: "Let's talk about the song itself. Madam Yan Er chose the song of the frontier, and she has seen a little bit of the scenery of the frontier, but due to the limitations of her skills and knowledge, she was able to present less than one percent of it in the song."

"What does the frontier look like? It's definitely not just the dazzling flowers and shallow grass around the border town. There, the sky is like a dome, covering the whole area, the north wind blows the ground, and the ice covers thousands of miles. There is a bright moon rising from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds; there is also a solitary smoke rising from the desert, and the setting sun on the long river!"

Luo Qianhuai looked at the ladies at the banquet, who were stunned by the various poems and couplets from the Great Wall. He then glanced at the equally stunned Princess Changzhou, Yu He, who was full of admiration, and Mr. Mo, whose eyes were full of stars and who did not want to hide his pride at all. A smile appeared on his lips:

"If we can't see these scenes in this song about the frontier, and if the light songs and dances of Xijing replace the wonders of heaven and earth, then Yan Erniang can just discard the pipa and choose other instruments of elegant music, and I won't have to waste my breath here."

She spoke until her mouth was dry and she didn't even bother to look at how Madam Yan Er responded. She simply went back to the table and sat down.

A cup of tea appeared right at her lips, at just the right temperature and sweet and delicious.

Luo Qianhuai drank the wine from Mr. Mo's hand and saw his smiling eyes.

She didn't know why, but she instantly understood what he wanted to express.

Although he didn't know why he was so high-profile, he supported himself with all his might.

Even if he offended everyone at the table, he would still cover for himself.

Luo Qianhuai did not ignore the fleeting coldness in Mr. Mo's eyes.

I think if someone wanted to take revenge afterwards, he wouldn't mind killing people.

But in fact, according to Luo Qianhuai's idea, the situation should not get out of control.

She gently held Mr. Mo's hand under the table and shook her head slightly at him.

The latter understood, but still expressed with his eyes that he would not give up the idea of ​​using force if necessary.

Luo Qianhuai stared at him for a long time, and finally gave up. There was no need to argue with Mr. Mo over something that hadn't happened yet.

However, Madam Yan Er, who was standing in the middle of the field, finally came to her senses, straightened her clothes and bowed deeply to Luo Qianhuai: "Thank you for your teachings, Madam. I will remember it in my heart."