The Great Tang: World Martial God

Princess Changle, who was sitting in the hall, did not use the bead curtain to cover her previously haggard face because of her recovery.

At this time, I was holding Jiaoweiqin, happy like a girl who got my beloved thing.

Princess Changle raised a pair of beautiful eyes, and her expressionless face was a little bit more joyful, and she looked at Tang Hao with a little expectation in her eyes.

"Tang Hao, what gift have you brought, show me quickly."

As soon as the voice fell, the eyes of all the officials above the hall gathered on Tang Hao's body.

Li Wanqing knew that Tang Hao had come empty-handed, facing the stare of countless pairs of eyes, lowered her head in shame, said in her heart.

Tang Hao also told such a major event in advance, even if he was ashamed of his own pocket, he would send someone to prepare a generous gift.

If you are ridiculed in this hall, I am afraid that my father will have no face to come to the court in the future.

Glancing at Tang Hao, who seemed to be innocent, Li Wanqing complained in a low voice.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, what can you do now?"

Tang Hao looked indifferent, and said softly.

"It's okay."

After that, he got up and stood in the middle of the hall.

"This... Tang Hao didn't bring anything?"

"The son-in-law of Li Mansion is so rude! Princess Fangchen came here empty-handed? Is he so ignorant of etiquette?"

"This Tang Hao won't be able to do whatever he wants because of his life-saving grace to the princess, right? I don't care about such important things?"

Listening to the pointers of the surrounding ministers, Yin Kaishan thought of Tang Hao's embarrassment here, and his old face was even more proud, and he laughed.

"I said, Captain Xiao, you are too rude to come with a pair of empty hands? You won't be like in Yu Mansion again, you won't show off a few poems like in Yu Mansion. Give a gift, perfunctory princess, right?"

This sentence was exactly what Tang Hao said.

He had originally thought of an eternal swan song to be dedicated to the princess in this hall, but unexpectedly was pierced by this Yin Kaishan in advance.

The gift is for a surprise, since it was said by Yin Kaishan, no matter how good the poem is in time, the effect will be greatly reduced.

What's more, Yin Kaishan's perfunctory sentence made him unable to offer poems, otherwise he would fall into Yin Kaishan's arms.

Tang Hao's thoughts flew, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the piano that Princess Chang Le was holding, and a plan came into his heart.

"The minister prepared a gift for the princess, but this gift is not a poem or calligraphy, but a piece of music. I wonder if it can be used by the princess Jiaoweiqin?"

Qin song?

As soon as this remark came out, there was a wave of criticism above the hall.

"Fangchen of the princess, Tang Hao wanted to use a piece of music to perfuse him? Isn't this too disrespectful?"

"Heh! If he could play this Tianlai string music, it would be fine. It's just that Tang Hao has spent a lot of time on his own talent, rhythm? How much time does he have to learn the rhythm, and what good rhythm can he play?"

"It's really ridiculous. His Royal Highness and the eldest grandson empress have long been one of the best in the palace. He should behave in front of the two musicians. It is ridiculous! Extremely stupid."

Wang Wang was full of confidence in his daughter's piano art. Facing Tang Hao's actions, he looked unhappy and said in a deep voice.

"Tang Hao, Zhier is my beloved daughter, how can you be so perfunctory with Fangchen!"

At this moment, Princess Changle said.

"Father, I have never seen Young Master Tang Fuqin, but I want to hear it."

When Wang Wang saw Princess Changle intercede for Tang Hao, he suppressed his anger.

Princess Changle ordered someone to bring the futon case table and put the piano in front of Tang Hao.

Tang Hao sat on the futon, set the piano, and took a deep breath. Ten fingers held the strings lightly, and a soft and pleasant breath lingered in his mind for an instant. Tang Hao slowly closed his eyes, and a familiar feeling came from his fingers, which felt like an old friend who had been away for ten years.

Ten-fingers lightly flick, lightly close and slowly twist and pick again, the ethereal music circulates in the hall like a gossamer, the faint and vague sound, the noisy and the real sound echo each other, and a towering mountain appears and disappears from time to time, and the clouds and mists surround it. Erratic.

The sound of the piano gradually became clear, gurgling, like a cold stream in a secluded room, clear and cold, like a trickle of pine roots.

Like a song melody, melodious and melodious, like flowing water.

Extremely turbulent view, with the roar of the dragon. Xixin listened quietly, as if riding a dangerous boat across Wu Gorge, dizzy and thrilling, doubting that this body has been rushing in the mountains, and the ten thousand gorges are fighting for the flow.

This song is played by others, no matter how subtle it is, but it is difficult to describe the essence.

But Tang Hao was different. At this time, it was as if Boya was alive, and the whole score was completely natural, one after another as if the lofty mountains were right in front of his eyes, and one after another as if running water was right by his ears.

Unconsciously, all the officials in the temple were immersed in the mountains and rivers, as if they were on the scene, lingering forever.

After one song, Tang Hao gently supported the trembling strings with his ten fingers, and slowly stood up.

Remaining sound around the beam, wandering between the mountains and rivers for a long time before everyone slowly recovered.

Princess Changle slowly opened her eyes, looking at Tang Hao in the proud hall, her eyes were full of shock, and she said in her heart.

"Unexpectedly, Tang Hao's attainments in piano music have reached the pinnacle. Unexpectedly, he has never seen or heard of him playing the piano. He is so proficient in piano art!"