When the emperor heard that the king of Huai'an who only knew how to fight, he even learned flute. When he was in a state of interest, he asked the king of Huai'an to perform a part.

The King of Huai'an took the flute from the servants, played it on his own. After all, he was a beginner and was not as good as the musicians specially trained in the palace. However, the sound of the flute was smooth and there was no stuttering sound, which could barely be heard.

It was not easy for the King of Huai'an, so the emperor just wanted to praise him and rewarded him with some things.

But the King of Huai'an did not achieve his goal. He turned his body and said to An Hua, who was sitting on the table of the female family, "I heard that General Xu's wife was also a famous talented woman in the capital when she was not married yet. She was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she had no fate to see her. Today, taking advantage of the emperor's birthday party, I wonder if I have the honor to listen to the voice of her wife's piano?"

An Hua had a polite smile on his face and was cursing in his heart. Good guy, he brought the emperor out. If she didn't take this incident, wouldn't it mean that her general's wife looked down on the emperor, and her general's wife would not give the emperor face, and Xu Qiluo couldn't help him.

An Hua could only stand up, owed his body slightly, and said modestly, "The King of Huai'an is too proud, but his wife only knows a little bit, and even a little bit of Chengdu. The King of Huai'an raised his wife so high that he could not get in and out of your ears. Wouldn't it be the crime of his wife?"

The King of Huai'an said, "It's okay, the lady doesn't have to be too humble. There are naturally some people who appreciate the music and some people hate it. How can the lady know if she can get to you if she doesn't play a song?"

"It just so happens that I am studying music recently and have obtained a good piano. Why don't you ask your wife to try if this piano is really as good as the one who sells the piano said."

The King of Huai'an smiled very cheerful, as if he was just discussing music with Anhua. He just didn't know how much treacherous there was behind this cheerful smile.

There are many talented women in the capital, and the original owner is really not outstanding among the talented women. It is just as good as an ordinary noble girl. Basically, as long as there is a little power and spare money, the family will raise their daughters in this way.

The original owner's level was the same as An Hua said, but he was a little familiar with one thing and was not good at anything. He was even more incomparable to the concubines who were concentrating on music in the harem.

Now the King of Huai'an insisted on letting her play at the emperor's birthday party, and he also provided her with a piano. Wouldn't he dig a hole and wait for her to dance? There must be something strange about this piano!

As long as the suggestions made by the King of Huai'an were not excessive, the emperor would usually agree to show his preference for the King of Huai'an and express to the ministers that he would never be careless about those who had made great contributions to the court. So the emperor also said a few words, saying that he wanted to hear Anhua's piano.

At the banquet, An’s father and mother saw something wrong, and they stood up to say something to An Hua, but the emperor had enough to open their mouths. They had no room for refutation, so they could only look at An Hua with concern. They still knew how much their daughter weighed.

The emperor agreed that the King of Huai'an was even more unscrupulous. With a wave of his hand, his servants carried a guqin up and waited for An Hua to come over after he was arranged.

The people in the banquet hall looked different, and many people were waiting to see An Huai's jokes. An Huai lowered his head and covered the smile on the corner of his mouth. The four Huai'an kings were really good at picking the four types of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They just hit her gun, and she was still just right for the other three types, but of course the most powerful ones were of course counting the piano, which made these people appreciate. I just wonder if some people could bear it.

Anhua bowed to the emperor, "That wife will show her ugly behavior."

The emperor said, "It's just entertainment. Madam, don't care too much. Madam is not a musician in the palace. Just be happy."

In this way, even if An Hua makes a mistake in a while, she will be considered as protecting her face.

Anhua nodded to the King of Huai'an. The smile on the corner of her mouth always made the King of Huai'an feel a strange feeling, but the platform was already set up, and he was waiting for Anhua to go up and sing. It was too late for him to regret it now.

Anhua slowly walked to the stool beside the guqin and sat down. He gently stroked the strings with his bare hands. The smooth and soothing sound of the piano flowed out. The sound of the piano was beautiful and gripping, and it sounded like a massage to the heart, making a certain part of the people involuntarily intoxicated!

Some people also showed a look of pain on their faces, and couldn't help but cover their ears, trying to stop the sound from coming in, but the sound was everywhere and went straight into the depths of their heads. It sounded like a scream of a ghost, like two iron tools rubbing against each other, or like swords fighting each other. Each note was carrying out extremely painful criminal laws on them, making them extremely uncomfortable!

The King of Huai'an is one of these painful people, but he wants to save face and force himself to keep his face unchanged. But holding the folding fan, the hand that had already burst out with blue veins and the corners of his lips that were only pursed, had long exposed his true feelings.

The emperor was also one of the people who were suffering, but when he saw many ministers below him showing a look of enjoyment, he did not dare to change his face, for fear that others would think that the emperor did not know how to appreciate music, otherwise why would so many people like to listen to it?

After finally waiting until Anhua finished playing a song, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief and quickly drank a glass of wine to suppress his shock. He wanted to say something, but seeing that many of the people present were still immersed in Anhua's piano sound, he did not come back to his senses, so he could only give Anhua a bunch of rewards, and praised him with a stiff smile, "I have never heard of my wife's piano life, which is really unforgettable."

Can it not be forgotten? I have heard this once, and I guess the sound of him will float on his grave until he dies!

Someone finally came to his senses from An Hua's piano and sighed, "This song is only available in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the world! I never thought that Mrs. Xu's piano sound was so wonderful! I am really lucky to hear Mrs. Xu's piano sound!"

The person who spoke was the prime minister of the dynasty. He was still active in the court with a lot of white beards and was deeply trusted by the emperor. The emperor was still very proud of what he said, so he followed a few words of praise.

Many others also praised Anhua News Agency. The crowded praises made those who could not resonate with Anhua's piano sounds deeply self-doubt. Could it be that they did not have the level of appreciation of music?

Or are they not listening to the same song just now? Why are these people so fascinated that they are tortured?

Anhua cannot explain this phenomenon. Even after many worlds, she still doesn't understand why some people love and hate her piano sounds, but she thanks her for praise and ignores her dislike. She just needs to be herself, and there is no need to cater to everyone's aesthetics.
Chapter completed!