Yuqiongyin

As the sound of the zither began, the entire palace fell silent. Rong Yunqiu was seen placing his hands on the black seven-stringed zither Ming Yi, which made his hands look even whiter.

He lowered his eyes and tuned the instrument skillfully, plucking the strings lightly, testing the sound back and forth without disturbing the young man's playing.

"Pozhenqu" is also a famous song. The whole song has an intense and powerful melody, full of heroism and passion. It is a morale-boosting song on the battlefield.

Rong Yunqiu lightly stroked the strings with his fingertips and raised his hand. The sound of the zither suddenly rose. The scattered sounds were loud and heavy, the overtones were like pearls and jade, and the melody was vicissitudes of life and solemn.

In an instant, the leisurely sound of the piano rose high, as if one was on a battlefield, with the sound of war drums and fighting everywhere, and even the spilled blood came towards one's face along with the sound of Rong Yunqiu's piano.

"Zheng——" The young man obviously didn't know how to deal with this situation. He wanted to bring the whole song back to its original pace in his mind, but his fingertips couldn't play anything. He could only be led by Rong Yunluo's domineering piano sound.

"Zheng!" It was as if the enemy's sword was about to hit him.

In just a moment, another heavy sound rang out in Rong Yunqiu's hand. Not only himself but also his comrades were on the battlefield, fighting together against the enemy who attempted to invade their homeland.

The sound of the piano gradually turned peaceful and desolate under the moonlight.

On the battlefield where the two armies clashed with swords, broken arms and debris piled up like mountains, and the spurting blood dyed the land red layer by layer.

The moon was high in the sky, and the battlefield was littered with corpses.

There was a sense of sadness in "Breaking the Formation Song" that was about to swallow it up. Rong Yunqiu paused, and the sound of the piano started again, with ups and downs. The melody was deep, gentle and yet passionate, telling the homesickness in the hearts of those who left their hometown to go to the battlefield.

The young man lowered his head slightly, and plucked the strings of the zither smoothly with his fingertips. He knew that Rong Yunqiu had cleverly changed the tune.

The clear and bright piano sounds are gentle and continuous, like a mountain spring meandering out of a valley, gurgling.

Just like the lingering homesickness and the hope that ignites in one's heart after victory in the war.

When the song ended, the audience was still savoring the experience.

Rong Yunqiu stood up and saluted, followed by Chu Chenning, and then applause and praise rang out all around.

The Queen and Lord Feng on the high platform also had smiles on their faces, and were very satisfied with the Lord personally selected by Chu Chenning.

Next, it was the turn of the young men from each family to display their talents. Although there were many outstanding examples before them, there were still some young men who were unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to show off their skills, and they all brought out their own unique skills.

While the young masters were dancing wildly, Chu Chenning's peach blossom eyes never left Rong Yunluo, watching his every move, what he ate and drank, and which young master he talked to.

Even when teased by several imperial sisters, Chu Chenning just waved his hands and smiled, letting them talk whatever they wanted, they were just envious of her!

Finally, the young men from each family finished their performances. Not surprisingly, Rong Yunluo's performance was the most outstanding.

The Queen smiled and asked him what reward he wanted, and Rong Yunluo did not refuse and said honestly: "Yunluo wants to ask Your Majesty for a position."

"Oh? Prince Qin wants to serve as an official in the court?"

The queen narrowed her eyes and said this lightly.

Rong Yunluo was not afraid at all under the pressure of the emperor, and said respectfully: "Yunluo dare not, my son-in-law wants to ask for it on behalf of the King of Qin."

Feng Jun was really happy with the words of son-in-law. He cared so much about his little daughter before she even got married, which showed how much he liked her.

"Xiao Liu, do you think I should approve or disapprove of your prince's request?" The Queen threw this question to Chu Chenning.