He ate the lion's head and the small green vegetables in big mouthfuls. Not long after, the two dishes were swept away. Zhu Yijing was quite surprised to find that although You Shenglan was not as good as herself, her speed was not different.

As a result, half of the food entered Zhu Yijing's stomach and half entered You Shenglan's stomach. This was the result of You Shenglan giving in to Zhu Yijing intentionally or unintentionally.

While Zhu Yijing was surprised, You Shenglan was also quite surprised.

First, the dishes in Zuixianlou are actually more tender and refreshing than the royal dishes I ate during my house arrest. However, it is not surprising to think about it carefully. Royal dining is often criticized by censors not to be too extravagant, and the taste is just not surprising.

Second, Zhu Yijing is a prince. Not only does his usual words and deeds not look like him, but he is so unruly when eating, which really makes You Shenglan open his eyes.

But no matter how curious it was, You Shenglan remained silent after eating it, and turned a deaf ear to Zhu Yijing's harassment.

But Zhu Yijing felt that it was better to speak alone than to no one, so he continued to speak sarcastically:

"The biggest problem now is that there is not that much food. I am not a god or a capable person, nor am I a farming student. It's a pity that I can't help increase grain production."

“…”

"Ouyang Yijing is not a son of man. I must deal with him when I have the chance. You can't stop me at that time, or it's okay if you come late. In short, I have to let me teach that old guy a lesson first."

“…”

"Oh, listen, the sound of the piano seems to be different from what I just did. I just don't know if the sound of the horn is used."

Hearing Zhu Yijing's words, You Shenglan finally stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb, and looked at him in surprise:

"You can't even hear the horn sound?"

"What? Is it illegal?"

Although You Shenglan finally took care of her, Zhu Yijing was a little unhappy:

"I don't know the rhythm at all, and I can't play the piano and flute. It's normal for me to hear the horn sound. And don't talk about me, can you hear it?"

You Shenglan felt something was wrong and looked at Zhu Yijing in front of her suspiciously:

"Then... your highness said just now, isn't it my own idea?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with me! I said I don't understand the rhythm, it's because of my own thoughts!"

Zhu Yijing became even more depressed after taking a sip of the tea on Xinban in anger.

"Who did Your Highness hear these words?"

Gao Hanwen from 1566 of the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of this in my heart, Zhu Yijing said something else:

"I saw a musician who came to the palace to play the piano. I forgot who was exactly who, but I still remember these words."

"Why do you remember the words?"

You Shenglan was a little reluctant to give in.

It was really a bit shameless for You Shenglan to force him to force him to be too anxious:

"Because the musician said that when they said this, it would correspond to 90% of the mediocre people playing Guangling San from the sky. I think the musician is right. At least when you go out in the future, you can use this to pretend - cough, it looks noble and elegant, so I will write it down, okay?"

"oh."

Unlike Zhu Yijing, who was a little anxious, You Shenglan still looked light and calm:

"It's just curious. But since Your Highness said that, I guess that musician was a paradise. Unfortunately, he only let His Highness remember the artful words, but he didn't even remember the distinction between the rhythm, and he couldn't tell the key horn sounds."

Zhu Yijing couldn't help it now:

"You are noble! You are amazing! You have mastered the six orifices in music! If you have the ability, please repeat what I just said?"

"How dare you, how dare you? I'm just a rough man, I can only understand words and I know nothing about the music. I hope your highness will forgive you."

He clasped his fists and said these words to Zhu Yijing. Although You Shenglan lowered her eyebrows, she still made Zhu Yijing feel depressed.

After just taking a sip of tea with anger, Zhu Yijing reacted and looked at You Shenglan with strange eyes:

"Why are you suddenly willing to pay attention to me?"

“…”

Seeing that You Shenglan began to pretend to be deaf and dumb again, Zhu Yijing could only shrugged and reviewed in his heart what happened just now.

But before I could figure out anything, the door of the private room was knocked out again.

"Come in."

Zhu Yijing thought the dishes were prepared, so he let people outside enter the door casually.

However, the guy didn't come in this time and stood outside the door and spoke respectfully:

"Young Master, the villain conveyed all the words you just said to Miss Mei who was playing today. After trying it, she found that what the young master said was very true. She was so happy that she invited you to the front of the Taiwan Strait and hoped that the young master would like to appreciate his face."

Zhu Yijing's face turned green in an instant.

Just his three-legged cat, it's not right. It's the ability of a music layman. It's okay to pretend to say a few words. If you really want to come to the girl Chunfeng Pavilion who is good at music, you may be discovered immediately and be covered in shame.

“Uh…this…”

Before Zhu Yijing could think about how to answer, someone else suddenly heard from outside the door:

"What? The plum girl in Chunfeng Pavilion, who is the head of the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, actually wants to meet someone? Or it is a matter of music? How is this possible? Waiter, don't talk nonsense."

When Zhu Yijing heard the shouting outside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that every floor of the Zuixian Tower is well-connected, and the musicians who play the piano are sitting at the center so that everyone can hear it.

The design of the box is also very clever, with the sound only entering and not leaving. Apart from the sound outside the door, even if you press your ears to the wall next door, you can't hear each other's words. The people who designed these things took great painstaking efforts.

However, this time the incident was that you could hear the sound outside the door. I didn’t know who was sitting next door. When I heard the words of the guy inviting Zhu Yijing, I actually came out and questioned the guy.

"Oh! How dare the villain tell lies? This is indeed what Miss Mei means. Even if you borrow the villain's courage, you will not dare to spread it falsely!"

The guy outside the door was crying and was crying. He was obviously just passing a message, so how could he cause a dispute between the guests on the third floor?

God is pitiful to see that those who can go to the third floor to eat food are either rich or noble, and he can't offend anyone, but he just asks me about it, and can only beg my grandfather to sue my grandmother in my heart, hoping that the owner in the private room can come out to rescue the situation as soon as possible.

However, Zhu Yijing just picked up the microphone again and spoke to the lucky ones who had survived the disaster:

"My man, you have also seen that this young master has been questioned. I don't want to get into trouble for no reason. Since that's the case, please forgive me for being rude and let me talk about it later."

But Zhu Yijing didn't expect that as soon as these words came out, the people outside became even more dissatisfied:

"Oh! Which god is there inside? Miss Mei is unwilling to see her. This is not ordinary noble? I advise you to come out obediently and let everyone go to Miss Mei's place together to see what's going on!"

Zhu Yijing was depressed now.

It’s not okay to see me, and it’s not okay not to see me.
Chapter completed!