After everyone had had a drink, the voice in the pavilion said calmly: "Everyone must be very clear about the rules of this tea tasting event. They are divided into six arts: chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, and song. Each arts will determine A and B.
Class C, third class, eighteen people in total, are those who pray to heaven for this time."
The voice in the pavilion paused slightly, and then said: "Everyone here is a well-educated person, so Qin Wan will start by playing a piece of music for everyone as the opening of this 'tea tasting'."
After Princess Qinwan finished speaking, a palace maid immediately presented the guqin to her. The figure in the pavilion slightly adjusted the scales and started playing slowly on the stone table.
The sound of the piano slowly came out, and everyone didn't feel anything at first, but after listening for a moment, they unconsciously became intoxicated. However, they felt a small stream, no one knew where it came from, and no one knew where it was going, but it just slowly flowed through the bottom of their hearts.
, easily touching the past that has been dusty for many years.
This piece of music is none other than "Midsummer Light Years".
The melody was peaceful and soothing, as tender as water, and everyone was intoxicated by it. The elderly were reminded of the youthful arrogance of the past, and the young were reminded of their childhood playmates.
But I feel that time is passing by, and the innocence and beauty of the past come to my mind bit by bit. I feel like I can see the beauty on the sunset bank, the graceful and quicksand, until the song ends and the song ends.
The days of the past and the people of the past, once missed, can never be traced again.
When the song ended, everyone felt a little different in their hearts. Those who were firm-minded and never looked back on the past were relieved. Some people had regrets about the past, but they just buried it deep in their hearts, but they were moist.
Eye socket.
But no matter who it was, there was silence for a long time before someone sighed softly:
"Princess Qinwan is indeed a strange woman. Her musical attainments are probably much better than those of our generation. This time, Li signed up for the musical competition, and she is quite good at what she does."
After hearing this, everyone felt a sense of recognition, and the voice in the pavilion said calmly:
"Master Li, there is no need to be too modest. I am just feeling something from my heart and using my emotions to express my voice. You are all great talents and you don't need to be as familiar with me. Let's start the tea tasting party."
As soon as the voice in the pavilion finished speaking, a white jade-like suspension bridge was lowered from the center of the lake and set up on the lake shore in front of everyone.
This suspension bridge is connected to a pavilion in the center of the lake, and this pavilion in the center of the lake is connected to other pavilions through water corridors, extending in all directions.
There is a plaque hanging on the top of the attic, with four characters written on it, which is exactly: "Imperial Courtyard"
The Confucian scholars looked at the pavilions and pavilions for a few times, then stepped onto the White Jade Bridge and walked towards the Imperial Courtyard in the center of the lake.
Liang Yan also led Miao Suwen across the White Jade Bridge and came to the pavilion in the middle. He saw six more water corridors extending from here, each with a name, from left to right: Wuyin
Liang Yan originally entered the Tao through chess and formation. Among the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, chess is the most proficient, so when he signed up, he asked Liu Zihan to enter the chess Tao for him.
He chose the water corridor leading to Qi Yi Pavilion, and after a while of tea, the two of them reached the end. They saw a huge water pavilion with a total of sixty-four stone tables, each with a
A chessboard.
On the periphery of the pavilion, there is a huge bamboo frame with several bamboo poles inserted across the bamboo frame and several wooden signs hung on the bamboo poles.
At this time, a palace maid came forward, asked Liang Yan's name in a low voice, and introduced him to one of the stone tables. At the same time, another palace maid took out a wooden sign with the word "Tang Yu" engraved on it and hung it up.
On that huge bamboo stand.
Not long after, another Confucian scholar was led to the table. The man was also polite. He first bowed to Liang Yan and then sat down in front of the stone table.
It's just that this person's chess skills are really average. He only played the 150th move with Liang Yan before the situation was over and he had no choice but to surrender.
When the man was defeated, a palace maid immediately came forward, took down the wooden plaque engraved with his name, and hung the wooden plaque engraved with Liang Yan's name on the bamboo pole on the first floor.
Then Liang Yan made great progress all the way, and those who played against him were defeated within two hundred moves, and the wooden sign with Liang Yan's name was also hung up high.
In the fifth round of the chess game, a middle-aged Confucian scholar who was nearly forty years old came.
This man was wearing a very ill-fitting, large Confucian robe and was dressed slovenly. Especially on his beard, which was stained with the food and wine at the dinner, he looked very greasy.
Liang Yan glanced at him, couldn't help but frown slightly, and thought to himself: "This 'Tea Tasting Party' is different from the 'Water and Land Dharma Party' outside. Those who can enter the competition list are all famous and well-educated scholars, not human beings."
Anyone can sign up to participate. Even I was able to sign up after taking the Twelve Prince's route. How can this person with such good looks be able to participate?"
Doubts arose in his mind, and he immediately used the "Hunhun Gong". After some investigation, he found that there was no trace of spiritual power in this person's body, but the internal power in his meridians was as strong as rivers and lakes, no less than Dumb!
"It turns out he is a master-level martial arts master!"
Liang Yan secretly thought: "There are probably no more than one master in the entire Yue Kingdom martial arts world. According to what Ah-Dai said, these are people who have reached the pinnacle of internal strength and have developed a martial body. Their strength is comparable to that of Qi refining."
A peak monk. Why does such a great master want to sneak into the palace?"
While he was thinking in his mind, the middle-aged Confucian scholar opposite him had a smile on his face. He had no idea that Liang Yan had found out all about his details. He was still winking at him and said with a smile: "Little friend, I'm here.
Qi Wu Di, come here to learn some great tricks!"
"Qi Wu Di has such a crazy tone!"
Liang Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I'm Tang Yu, please give me some advice."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar waved his hand and said mysteriously: "I don't want to take advice. Just now I secretly observed when I was playing chess and found that in this room full of mediocre players, only my little friend was worthy of a fight, so I gave it a little thought."
We took some measures to allow us to meet in advance."
Liang Yan did not ask what method he used, but smiled slightly and said: "It seems that you are also a wonderful person, but I don't know what the stakes are in our hand-to-hand negotiation?"
Qi Wudi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll have two different things in my life, one is wine, the other is chess. Let me know what bet you want."
Liang Yan said calmly: "If I'm lucky enough to win a round, how about you discuss it with a friend of mine and tell him about your experience in practicing martial arts?"