The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Drunken House.

The tables and chairs in front of Jia Jue and Zheng Yun were removed and replaced with a small table with a guqin.

Zhu Qi and others all turned their attention to Qing Xuan, her piano skills are superb, and she will decide how to compete.

Qingxuan first greeted everyone with a blessing, and then said to Jia Jue and the two: "You two sons, this piano skill is easier than a test. I will play a song in a while, and the two sons only need to write down the score first. Then just play it."

Everyone nodded in unison after hearing this. This method is not bad. It can test both memory and piano skills, and it is also very fair.

Seeing that everyone had no opinion, Qing Xuan came to the stage and wanted to play a tune.

Zheng Yun got up quickly and wanted to give her his piano, but before he could say anything, he saw her saying to Jia Jue:
"Master Jia, I don't know if I can borrow the piano."

This made his face black with anger.

Hearing this, Jia Jue stood up and smiled at her, "You're welcome, Miss Qingxuan, please."

Qing Xuan narrowed her eyes, smiled back at Jia Jue, and sat down in Jia Jue's place.

She stretched out her light-white little hand, pressed it lightly on the strings, closed her eyes slightly, and slowly jumped on the strings.

A series of melodious piano sounds sounded in the hall, and everyone showed an intoxicated look.

"As expected of everyone in Qingxuan, this piano skill is truly unmatched in the world." Zhu Qi praised.

Sun Yi also nodded: "Yes, everyone in Qingxuan can sit firmly as the number one courtier in the world as a Qing shepherd. This piano skill is a central reason."

"I don't know how much Zheng Yun and Jia Jue can restore this kind of piano skills." Liu Zhoucheng said to himself.

Zhao Lei chuckled: "Although the art of piano is not Zheng Yun's forte, it is his favorite way. Every time he has time, he plays a song. Even if he is not as good as everyone in Qingxuan, he is much better than the ordinary dog ​​and cat."

His so-called dog and cat are naturally Jia Jue.

Zhao Bin sneered: "Really? I don't know who has even lost what they are good at."

"That's just a coincidence. In this match, Zheng Yun will win!" Zhao Lei snorted coldly.

"Definitely? Then you dare to make a bet with me?" Zhao Bin asked.

"Why don't you dare, how do you say bet?"

Zhao Bin thought for a while: "Let's play with a small one, 5000 taels of silver."

In this era, silver is still valuable, and 20 taels of silver can make the family of Grandma Liu, who has no money to prepare winter clothes, rush to a well-off life and live a good life.

In the original book, Wang Xifeng broke up abruptly for 3000 taels of silver, indirectly killing a pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

And Jia Amnesty also married Yingchun to pay off the debt because of 5000 taels of silver.

5000 taels is already a big number.

"Okay, 5000 taels will be 5000 taels! If Jia Jue wins, I will lose you 5000 taels of silver, and if Jia Jue loses, you will lose 5000 taels to me!" Zhao Lei shouted lightly.

Zhao Bin raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's it!"

While the two were talking, Qingxuan had already finished playing. She smiled at Jia Jue and returned to her seat:
"You two sons, this piece has been played, please write down the score."

Immediately, a servant brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and asked the two to write down the score.

Zheng Yun picked up the pen without hesitation and started writing quickly.

Jia Jue picked up the pen unhurriedly, and wrote the score on the paper without haste.

Seeing that both of them started to write music scores, everyone began to whisper, discussing the outcome of the two.

"Look, Young Master Zheng wrote so quickly, I think he should be better."

"Yes, Mr. Zheng's writing is like a god, he should have memorized a lot."

"Yes, I think Young Master Zheng will win this round."

……

Everyone was talking, and Zhu Qi and others were no exception. Sun Yi looked at the writing status of the two and said:

"This time, Young Master Zheng is ahead."

Zhu Qi also nodded: "Yes, Zhuangyuan Lang is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it should be difficult for him to come to this score."

Liu Zhoucheng rubbed his beard and praised: "It should be so, I have heard him play the qin, but his qin skills are extremely superb."

Hearing their words, Zhao Lei said proudly to Zhao Bin: "How?"

Zhao Bin shrugged: "Is it over?"

"You can be tough." Zhao Lei snorted softly and asked Qingxuan again, "Everyone, Qingxuan, what do you think?"

Qing Xuan looked at Zheng Yun, and then at Jia Jue, a bright color appeared in her beautiful eyes:

"I look better at Young Master Jia."

Zhao Lei was taken aback: "Why is this?"

Qing Xuan said softly: "There is no special reason, but I think that Mr. Jia is more calm, while Mr. Zheng is a little impatient."

As if to confirm his words, they found that Zheng Yun's writing speed had slowed down, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if they had encountered some difficulties.

In contrast, Jia Jue was slow and slow, maintaining the same rhythm as before.

Zhao Lei didn't care: "It's okay, this is a matter of course, you can't write faster and faster."

Several people nodded when they heard the words. Zhao Lei's words had a certain truth. After all, it was written in dictation. You always have to think and remember. It is impossible to write faster and faster.

But when the words fell, they discovered that Jia Jue's writing speed had actually become faster.

Zhao Lei's face immediately became ugly, but he still said: "He wrote slowly before, and it is natural to be faster occasionally."

But as if he was deliberately opposing him, Jia Jue's writing speed was even faster than before.

Zhao Lei's face was even more ugly when he saw this. He glanced at Zheng Yun, who was on the side, but found that his speed was a little slower than before, and his brows were frowned even more tightly.

The rest of the people also discovered this, Zhu Qi and others all showed a surprised look, and Zhao Bin even laughed:

"Huh? Why did the champion write so slowly? It's actually a few points slower than Jia Jue."

His words made Zhao Lei's face full of depression, but he would never admit defeat: "What's the hurry? The competition is not over yet, maybe, Zheng Yun will write it in a while?"

As if it was aimed at him, his voice was just out of his mouth, but Jia Jue suddenly stopped writing and said to Qingxuan, "Miss Qingxuan, I've finished writing."

ah?So fast?
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Lei said coldly: "Jia Jue, don't think you can do it soon, it's accurate."

For his words, everyone expressed their approval. Indeed, this score is to be played. If there are many mistakes, you will lose.

Qing Xuan took the sheet music from Jia Jue, looked back and forth a few times, and her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, revealing a shocked expression.

"Everyone, Qingxuan, what's the matter? Could it be that the score he wrote doesn't work?" Zhao Lei asked quickly.

Qing Xuan shook her head heavily and looked at Jia Jue with shocked eyes: "No, on the contrary, the score written by Young Master Jia is exactly the same as what I played just now, and there is no discrepancy."

Zhao Lei was shocked when he heard the words, and was stunned on the spot. He just said that Jia Jue wrote slowly and poorly, when Jia Jue slapped him severely with the facts.

This feeling made him extremely resentful, his face was burning with pain, but he couldn't say anything to retort, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

However, it was not him who was the most uncomfortable at this time, but another person.