"Smack--"

Li Tai, the King of Wei who was located on the main seat, smiled and whispered loudly: "Okay! Unexpectedly, Brother Yi Ai is also proficient in music. If he really doesn't make a sound, he will make a big splash!"

Among the people here, he has the highest status, so there are naturally people who flatter him around him. Therefore, when he spoke, he attracted a lot of echoes from others.

When Changsun Chong heard this, his face became even more gloomy.

"Your Highness, this is a bad word."

He glanced at Fang Ying and said disdainfully: "Although this song just now has a gentle and beautiful tone, the sound of the person playing is actually not profound!"

"Oh? That's what it is..."

Li Tai was denied by Changsun Chong, and a trace of displeasure appeared deep in his eyes, but his smile remained unchanged on his face, and he praised:

"I didn't hear the flaws, but Zi Jing pointed it out incisively. It can be seen that my brother's musical method has obviously reached its peak, and I admire him."

Not far away.

Princess Yongjia smiled and opened her red lips and said, "Young Master Changsun, how dare you ask, what is the sound of the Tao?"

The eldest grandson...the young master?

When Changsun Chong heard this title, his face froze.

You know, the Princess Yongjia in front of him is the dear aunt of his wife Princess Changle. In terms of intimacy, the other party should call him Dalang. No matter how bad he is, he will call him Zijing.

But the name "Young Master"...

No matter how you hear it, it feels like you are living apart.

"I am not talented, so I dare to ask my aunt for teachings."

Changsun Chong quickly bowed his head and bowed.

Princess Yongjia has a golden branch and a jade leaf, and is highly favored by two generations of emperors, Li Yuan and Li Shimin. Although his Changsun Chong is arrogant, he cannot afford to offend each other.

"Music is created by people. Between human music, music is just a carrier for expressing emotions, and the person who plays is the soul."

Princess Yongjia's beautiful eyes fell on Fang Ying and spoke softly: "Erlang's meaning is extremely full, expressing his feelings directly. Even ordinary people can hear the rich feelings..."

"In my opinion, this is the real master of Yindao!"

boom--!!

When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked.

Princess Yongjia has a noble status and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Her vision is extraordinary... Now, she actually calls Fang Ying the most?

This room is stupid, what kind of virtue can you do?

It can actually be favored by Princess Yongjia!

"Fang beat him...what happened to him and his aunt?"

Li Shu's face looked ugly.

Her dear aunt Princess Yongjia, who was so fond of seeing the house, actually had a affectionate look. The woman's intuition told her that there must be something wrong with it.

"No! Impossible!"

"Auntie is above the top, how could she be interested in Fangying, a coward?"

"But why is she so in the posture of being in love with spring..."

Princess Gaoyang's face was unstable. Looking at Fang Ying and her aunt who were sitting at the same table, she felt a deep jealousy in her heart.

"Hahahahaha..."

In the silence, Fang Ying suddenly burst into laughter.

Facing the puzzled gazes of all the talented ladies, he slowly raised his head, and the spring light shone on his face, his eyes clear and sharp.

"Fang Ying, why are you laughing!"

Changsun Chong was so angry that he was beaten by Princess Yongjia, and he had nowhere to vent. He pointed at Fang Ying and roared.

"Of course I'm laughing at you..."

Fang Ying looked at Changsun Chong, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura.

That song just now expresses his longing for his previous life, but the past is like smoke. Since he has arrived in this prosperous Tang Dynasty, he will live a wonderful life.

In historical records, Changsun Wuji was Fang Xuanling's political enemy. A few years later, he even used Princess Gaoyang to rebel and killed the original owner Fang Yiai!

Now, we will first charge some interest with his son Changsun...

"Fang Yiai! You are bold!"

Changsun pointed at Fang Ying and shouted, "What are you? You dare to sneer at Master Hun. If you have the ability, please say it again!"

"I laughed at you as a frog in the well, have you heard it clearly?"

Fang Ying said word by word.

"Damn it!"

Changsun was furious and slapped the table and stood up, "Fang win! Don't think that if you play a song, you really think you are a phoenix!"

"Don't look in the mirror, see what kind of virtue you are..."

"The stick with a string in my mind is a two-character fool known to everyone in Chang'an City. He is actually learning to dance and play the flute. Are you worthy of it?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar.

Everyone is the second generation project of Chang'an City. They look down every day and don't look up. No matter how bad Fang Yiai is, he will not break up in public, right?

In the noise.

Li Tai was still sitting upright in the main seat with a smile, but his eyes were filled with a hint of coldness.

He is the host of this poetry conference. Changsun Chong's actions obviously did not give him face and did not take him as the King of Wei seriously.

"It's too much!"

Princess Yongjia snorted coldly, straightened her slender waist, and was about to speak, but Fang Ying grabbed her.

"Erlang, you..."

Princess Yongjia's face turned red, Fang Ying's big hands covered her delicate arms, and the hot masculine aura made her heart beat wildly.

"Your Highness, please be calm."

Fang Ying tilted his head slightly and smiled evilly: "Look at Wei Chen, kill him without leaving any armor..."
Chapter completed!