"Next, please invite the last contestant, Ming Wang Yang Shuang!"

The six princes have finished their performances and the competition is quite intense. But what Yang Shuang didn't expect was that she would appear in the end.

The more you want to be low-key, the more you create opportunities to show yourself. Is this fate?

Yang Shuang could only leave the list and said respectfully: "My son pays homage to his father and grandmother."

Yang Jian nodded and asked curiously: "What is your band called?"

Yang Shuang said respectfully: "Reported to my father, my son did not form a band, but was preparing to sing a solo song to present a gift to the emperor and grandmother."

"Oh? Solo?" The Empress Dowager became more interested and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the Ai family knows that King Ming knows music, but he has not heard that he is good at songs! Today, the Ai family is looking forward to hearing solos!"

"Empress Dowager, it's the first time I've heard of it." After Yang Jian responded, he looked at Yang Shuang again and asked with a smile: "You really want to sing solo? Don't sing it badly, which ruins the atmosphere of celebration."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall laughed secretly.

Yang Shuang spat inwardly, "Is there such a father?" He's just taking advantage of the situation before he sang it yet?"

Therefore, Yang Shuang said respectfully: "Report to my father, if my son is singing badly, my father can punish me, and then my son will never complain. Today is the birthday of my grandmother, and my grandson will sing in public. I hope my father will be forgiven if it is rude."

"Okay! Let's start." Yang Jian replied.

Yang Shuang nodded and ordered the official to take the instrument he brought with him. The instrument was made by him, and the entire Sui Dynasty only had this one.

Holding the musical instrument, Yang Shuang walked onto the platform and sat down.

Everyone looked at the strange instrument in his hand and felt curious because everyone present had never seen such an instrument.

"Dare you ask King Ming, what kind of musical instrument is this?" As the host, Yang Jun asked about the doubts in his heart.

Yang Shuang directly plucked the strings of the piano and made a pleasant sound, then smiled and said, "This is a guitar, also known as the six-stringed zither, which is a musical instrument specially prepared for today's birthday party."

"Can such a weird instrument really play beautiful music?" Yang Jun asked everyone's thoughts.

Yang Shuang did not answer him, but instead tweaked the guitar and played a small ode to joy.

The pleasant guitar sound resounded throughout the hall, making everyone understand the tone of this instrument.

Then, Yang Shuang moistened her throat, her cheerful tone became soothing, and his singing also rang:

"When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with wine.

I don’t know what year it will be today in the palace in the sky.

...

Since it was decided to sing solo, Yang Shuang naturally had to perform well.

If you perform well, you will be filial and will not affect Yang Shuang's lowliness.

Because singing is a low-ranking industry. If it weren't for the Empress Dowager's birthday, Yang Shuang's behavior would have been impeached by the censor.

The prince was obsessed with songs and showed off his voice, which was no different from the singer. At first glance, he was not doing his job properly, so Yang Shuang just apologized for the crime.

In order to avoid being taken advantage of by others in the future, Yang Shuang deliberately chose "Shuitu Songtou".

Don’t you dislike singing in public for losing your identity? That book of kings sings famous verses for all ages.

Sure enough, as the first sentence was sang, everyone in the hall was stunned.

All of them have read books. Even if you only have a little ink in your heart, you will realize the mystery of "Shuituo Songtou"!

If you don’t brag, any sentence you take out is a famous sentence.

Plus Yang Shuang’s style at this time.

She looks extremely noble in a python robe, with a handsome and handsome appearance, playing the guitar and singing, she is simply a woman's harvester.

Some of the imperial ladies, princesses and princesses in the hall all had bright eyes, and they were full of Yang Shuang on the stage, and they could no longer see their husband beside them.

At this moment, Yang Shuang was watching everyone, like a banished immortal.

The guitar voice combined with the male voice with magnetic in the openness will definitely make the ears pregnant and hold everyone's heart firmly.

Even the Queen Mother was intoxicated by the artistic conception in the poem.

Some of the maids had a hot look, thinking that His Highness Ming King in front of him was the best man in the world. How delicious would such a young man taste like this?

I can’t eat it, can’t I still fantasize about it?

As for those young women, they were obsessed with their faces, their eyes focused on Yang Shuang, and they could no longer move.

On the other hand, the other men were surprised and frowned.

Especially the princes, they cursed in their hearts and wanted to scream and destroy the atmosphere.

Yang Guang and Yang Yong looked at their princess listening seriously and quickly kicked them. Unexpectedly, the two princesses ignored them, held their cheeks in both hands, and only Yang Shuang in their eyes, looking like a star-chasing girl.

There is no way, they are all around twenty years old.

Zhuge Liuli felt proud when she saw her husband so dazzlingly.

Qin Xianyu's hands were intertwined. Looking at Yang Shuang at this moment, she was stunned and couldn't help but look at Zhuge Liuli, looking at the pride and pride that emanated from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, she, who had always been gentle and cheerful, also developed deep jealousy.

"I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away..."

As the song fell, Yang Shuang looked around, silently.

"Hehe, the effect is good." Yang Shuang smiled in her heart, and then walked down the platform seriously.

After handing the guitar to the inner officer, Yang Shuang bowed and reported: "The show of father, emperor, grandmother, and son minister has been finished."

Everyone woke up from their aftertaste.

Yang Jian wanted to encourage a few words, but suddenly realized that if you want to encourage such songs and poems, would others still survive?

So don't mention this matter, so I said directly: "Start the score."

The Queen Mother said in surprise: "Good grandson, the Ai family likes your song the most!"

As soon as this was said, some princes' mothers were preparing to pick up the "eight-point" sign, and then silently put it down, and finally held the ten-point sign.

His Majesty Yang Jian also gave nine points, and the one deducted should be because he was afraid that Yang Shuang would be proud.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shuang had the highest score.

Next, the award is presented, with the birthday queen mother presenting the award to Yang Shuang.

As the award ceremony ended, the birthday celebration program came to an end, and then everyone began to present gifts.

As Du Ankang read out his names one by one, the royal relatives and officials in the hall presented gifts, and the treasures were varied. Compared with the precious gifts given by others, the Yizhou inkstone presented by Yang Shuang seemed average.

However, Yang Shuang was snatched away from the limelight tonight. Even if Yang Jun spent a lot of money to buy a "longevity" screen embroidered with South China Sea pearls, it did not make the Empress Dowager more happy.

When the birthday banquet was in garrison, the birthday banquet ended considering that the empress dowager had to rest.

Everyone asked to retreat to the palace, and Yang Shuang also accompanied Zhuge Liuli to leave the palace.

On the way, Zhuge Liuli smiled constantly and couldn't stop talking.

"What's so happy?" Yang Shuang asked curiously.

Zhuge Liuli couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, can you sing that lyrics to me again after you get home? This time, I want to listen to it myself!"

"Okay!" Yang Shuang responded.

Zhuge Liuli's happy eyes were flying.

After leaving the palace, Yang Shuang found that there were already scattered snowflakes floating in the sky, and the first light snow in winter came quietly.

"It's snowing!" Zhuge Liuli happily reached out to continue the snowflakes.

Yang Shuang looked at her happy look and smiled on her face.

“Is it cold?”

Yang Shuang held her jade hand and kept her warm.

Zhuge Liuli shook his head and looked at Yang Shuang, and no other scenery could be seen in his eyes.

Not far away, Yang Jun and Qin Xianyu took a car back home. Looking at Yang Shuang and Zhuge Liuli among the snowflakes, Yang Jun couldn't help but say, "It's such a cold night, the two are sick!"
Chapter completed!