MTL - Vicious Male Partner is a Girl-Chapter 12 Repeated provocation

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Taking a look at the empty-handed attendant behind Shen Fengzhang, the young gentleman who took the initiative to find trouble showed a malicious smile in his eyes, and asked knowingly, "Mr. Shen Erlang, where is your kite?"

There were snickers all around.

Shen Fengzhang's attendant, Da Lu, was already in a panic, but Shen Fengzhang himself, facing the strange eyes and ridicules around him, had a calm expression on his face, without changing his expression, and even smiled faintly.

"May I ask who this gentleman studied under?"

The other party's attitude was arrogant, with a bit of complacency in his words, "I have been learning zither from Mr. Huai Dong since I was a child." art master. He said it, and it was true.

Shen Fengzhang let out a groan, and at the same time, he was full of smiles, and said bluntly, "I thought you studied under Guo Yizhang and Master Guo." Guo Yizhang is a master of zheng art on the same level as Liu Wenzheng, and they are both called Nanliu and Beiguo.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Shen Fengzhang continued: "Back then, my mentor and everyone in Guo wanted to discuss the zither technique and played across the river. The sound of the two zithers made the swimming fish jump out of the water in unison, forming a spectacle of river fish leaping. For a good story."

Restraining her smile, she said seriously, "I'm a student of Master Liu, since you're not a disciple of Master Guo—" She shook her head, as if saying that the other party was too overconfident, "What qualifications do you have to compete with me?"

After saying this, the young man who was still a little bit complacent just now turned pale and pale, which was extremely ugly. He stared at Shen Fengzhang with fire in his eyes, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

Shen Fengzhang saw his appearance, sneered in his heart, and continued: "Although you can't compete with me, you can compare with my master of the Shen family."

The young man became even more angry. Doesn't Shen Fengzhang mean that he is only qualified to compare with Shen Juan's illegitimate son? ! Too much deception! Just as he was about to say that he would never compete with Shen Juan, he saw a smile on Shen Fengzhang's lips, his black eyes were extremely deep, and he asked in a mocking tone: "Don't you think you can't even compare with Shen Juan? "

This young gentleman has an impulsive personality, otherwise he would not have been instigated by Yuan Jiulang to provoke Shen Fengzhang. Excited by Shen Fengzhang, he immediately said loudly: "Compare! Will I still lose to him?!"

Shen Fengzhang didn't pay attention to him anymore, but looked at Shen Jun who was not far away, his brows were cold, and the dark eyes were covered with bright malice, and he dragged his voice, "Brother, please."

No one expected this development on the field. Most people thought that Shen Fengzhang's behavior just now was arrogant, rude, and domineering, but a few people were secretly shocked. Shen Fengzhang seemed arrogant, but in fact, he picked himself out in a few words, and replaced her disgusted brother to deal with the provocation for her.

Following Shen Fengzhang's "Please", everyone turned their attention to Shen Jun. I don't know if I don't look at it, but after looking at it, I found that this illegitimate son of the Shen family was actually sitting with Lu's Dalang, Zhang's Silang and several other noble family sons. The grand lord of the Shen family seems to have some skills.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shen Jun clenched the purple bamboo flute in his hand, exchanged glances with Shen Fengzhang, and silently planned to get up.

"Ah Jun!" Zhang Silang grabbed Shen Jun's arm, his eyes widened angrily, wanting to stand up angrily and scold Shen Fengzhang angrily. Shen Fengzhang couldn't play the zither himself well, so he viciously pushed the matter to A Jun. The other party is not qualified to compare with her, Shen Fengzhang, but is qualified to compare with A Jun. Isn't that implying that A Jun is inferior to her, Shen Fengzhang? !

Although the gentleman of the Yan family who provoked Shen Fengzhang was not from a noble family, he played the zither very well, especially Mr. Huai Dong's true biography. Ah Jun's painting skills are so superb, he must not be able to concentrate on the musical instrument, and it is very likely that he will lose to the opponent.

Zhang Silang didn't want his friend with a noble and honest temperament to be humiliated like this, and he didn't want him to lose to the other party in public. However, just as he wanted to get up, Shen Jun held him down.

What Zhang Silang was thinking, Shen Jun could see clearly from his face. He shook his head slightly at Zhang Silang, thanked him with a smile, and said softly: "Thank you, Silang, for your kindness, but I can't leave Ah Zhang alone."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Juan had already stood up, and cupped his hands at the Lord of the Yan family, "Please, Your Excellency first."

The gentleman of the Yan family was not humble either, he glanced contemptuously at the cheap purple bamboo flute in Shen Jun's hand, laid out a famous zither, and began to play it quietly.

Mr. Yan's family is indeed of a certain level, and the sound of the zither is soft and subtle. After hearing this, Shen Fengzhang looked at Shen Jun who was opposite, his eyes were full of gloating.

"You're doomed." She made a mouth move towards Shen Juan, deliberately mocking him.

Shen Jun lowered his eyes, silently enduring Shen Fengzhang's sneer, and in the eyes of Zhang Silang and others, he felt extremely sad and regretful. They each looked at each other and saw the same thoughts in the eyes of their companions.

After finishing playing, Mr. Yan's family spoke bluntly to Shen Jun, "It's your turn."

Faced with the rudeness of Mr. Yan's family, Shen Jun's expression remained unchanged. He lifted the hole flute to his lips and tried a few notes. Before actually playing, he glanced at Shen Fengzhang, who was triumphantly waiting for him to make a fool of himself, and sneered in his heart.

Does Shen Fengzhang, an idiot, think that everyone is as stupid as she is? Even if you learn a zither, you can run away from Mr. because you are not enlightened.

The weeping flute sound is like a gust of cool wind piercing into the ears of everyone, shuttling between the internal organs; it is also like drizzle, lingering on the skin. Sophisticated human relationships, entanglements of fame and fortune, and the turmoil of the secular world recede like a tide. Between the sky and the earth, the vastness is endless, and only the mournful and mournful flute sound flows continuously, covering the shallow grass, soaking the lake, and moistening the rocks. All things are tainted with pathos and melancholy in the sound of flute, even human beings are no exception.

In the corner, Yu Sanlang thinks of himself being glorious for his family, bowing his knees and giving birth to infinite sorrow; beside the rocks, Shen Xiangpei recalls that he has been strict with himself for many years, but he was humiliated at the last spring banquet, full of grief and anger; In the first life, the Shen family was in decline, and in order to survive the fate of marrying the butcher who passed away early, her sorrow and hatred arose again.

"Look! The cranes on the opposite side of the lake are all dancing!" An exclamation interrupted everyone's thoughts. Everyone looked up, and there were indeed a group of cranes fluttering and dancing by the opposite lake.

Sitting next to Xie Erlang, Xiao Qilang looked complicated, and murmured in a low voice, "Shen Jiadalang's flute sound can make cranes dance." How many people can't do it, he has already achieved such accomplishments before he reached the age of weak crown. In vain, he claimed to be a nobleman of aristocratic family, and he was always self-confident, but he did not expect that he was not as good as a disciple from a poor family.

Xie Erlang also had a complicated look on his face, but he was not ashamed of himself, but was thinking of the conversation he had with Shen Jun in the rock garden just now. After going back last time, he specially found out the portraits of Uncle Xian and his wife, and they were indeed very similar to Shen Jun. However, in the courtyard just now, he invited Shen Jun to go to Xie's mansion, but Shen Jun refused.

Looking at the dancing cranes, Shen Fengzhang also sighed in his heart, the hero is indeed the hero. This round, won beautifully. She glanced at Mr. Yan's family, his face was pale, and he didn't look like he was full of ambition and looked down on others just now.

At the end of the song, everyone looked at the young man with complicated expressions. The young man wore a blue robe, and he did not open his clothes like those noble sons from aristocratic families who behaved freely, but was dressed neatly. He still had the silent appearance just now, but just now everyone who felt that he lacked confidence and was restrained and nervous, now felt that he was flattered, calm and calm. Never expected that such a poor family could produce such a character.

"Mr. Yan's family, I have accepted." When Shen Juan sat down, he took a special look at Shen Fengzhang, seeing that her expression was unkind, and there was a hint of pleasure in her eyes. Several people around Zhang Silang praised him repeatedly, and laughed at Shen Fengzhang for stealing chickens for nothing.

When Zhang Silang and the others spoke, they raised their voices on purpose. Shen Fengzhang, who was sitting not far away, heard their ridicule clearly. The expression on her face became more and more ugly, as if she was in a hurry, but she clicked her tongue a few times in her heart.

In order for the male lead to stand out, she really tried her best.

On the other side, Mr. Yan's family dodged his eyes and didn't dare to look at Shen Juan at all, obviously he was too shocked to see anyone.

Seeing this, Yuan Jiulang, who was sitting at the top, tightened his hand holding the teacup, quite annoyed. What the **** is going on with the two of the Shen family! Last time he wanted to see Shen Juan make a fool of himself, but Shen Fengzhang got in the way. This time, he wanted to tease Shen Fengzhang, and Shen Juan got the limelight again!

no. Yuan Jiulang pursed his lips, his eyes showed determination, he just didn't believe in this evil! He winked at the brothers of Yan's family man, determined to make Shen Fengzhang look good today.

After receiving Yuan Jiulang's instructions, Yan Sanlang sighed inwardly and got up helplessly. Forget it, think about it, Shen Fengzhang doesn't know how to play musical instruments, so if he wins Shen Fengzhang, it can be regarded as saving some face for their family.

"Mr. Shen Erlang, you just said that you can only compete with you if you are a teacher of Master Guo. Although I have never learned from Master Guo, I was accepted by Master Zhao. I wonder if I have the qualifications to compete with Lord Erlang?" Yan Sanlang smiled. , "Brother Shen Erlang's flute sound is moving, and he makes the cranes dance. As a brother, Shen Erlang must also be very proficient in the art of zither, so please enlighten me."

Shen Fengzhang clicked his tongue in his heart, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yuan Jiulang's smile. One after another came, and it seemed that Yuan Jiulang had no intention of letting her go today.

She tapped the teacup on the small case a few times, and the dull and regular sound gradually dissipated the anger and unhappiness in her heart. Given her previous family background, how could she have never learned an instrument. The problem is, she learned the piano, but there is no shadow of the piano in this era.

However, there is a way.

No one else knew that Shen Fengzhang was adjusting his state, ready to stand up and fight. They only saw that after Yan Sanlang finished speaking, Shen Fengzhang didn't even dare to get up, and sat in his seat all the time, irritated and afraid, until he vented his anger with a tea cup.

"Ape, your two brothers are too different." The little lady sitting next to Shen Xiangpei shook her head involuntarily while looking at Shen Fengzhang who was not far away.

"Yeah, Ape, don't blame me for being straightforward. Your second brother has bad conduct and mediocre talents. He didn't even dare to stand up and compete with Yan Sanlang. He is so different from your elder brother."

Such remarks kept pouring into Shen Xiangpei's ears. The few who had a good relationship with her only said that the second brother was not good, and the few who had a bad relationship with her took this opportunity to accuse Sang Huai and humiliate her background.

Shen Xiangpei was so arrogant and arrogant that she couldn't stand being ridiculed by others. What's more, she has always regarded improving the reputation of the Shen family as her own responsibility, and seeing the second brother's timid behavior makes others laugh at the Shen family, it is even more unbearable.

Just as Shen Fengzhang adjusted his posture and was about to get up, a familiar female voice appeared out of nowhere.

"Brother's zither was sent to be changed a few days ago. I have always admired Mr. Zhao's qin skills. I am lucky today. I wonder if I can compete with Mr. Yan Sanlang?" people.

Although the original intention was to humiliate Shen Fengzhang, Yan Sanlang couldn't say no to such a beauty as Shen Erniang. What's more, he didn't dare to refuse the powerful gaze of King Xiangyang from the front left.

Today's supreme harem is not full, and Yin Guifei is the most favored for more than ten years. The King of Xiangyang is the son born to the current supreme emperor and Concubine Yin, and he was named the King of Xiangyang shortly after his birth.

No one in Jiankang knows that the king of Xiangyang, Zhao Yuanmu, loves the second wife of the Shen family.

If it weren't for the support of the King of Xiangyang, no matter how famous the second lady Shen was, she would not be able to call Jiankang Shuangshu together with the daughter of the Wang family of the Zanying family.

Yan Sanlang took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Please teach me, Second Lady."

As expected of the heroine in the novel, the Goddess of White Moonlight, she attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared on the stage. Shen Fengzhang glanced at the group of girls, and sure enough, he saw a lot of jealous eyes, among them was his cousin Shen Xiangyao. She played with the teacup in her hand, curled up her lips and listened to Shen Xiangpei playing the piano. Shen Xiangpei has learned to behave well today, so she didn't intend to step on her. That being the case, if she wants to save the scene, let her save it.

Shen Xiangpei's piano sound is really good. As far as Shen Fengzhang is concerned, although he is not as good as the hero of the Proud Son of Heaven, he can still be ranked in the top three among so many people just now.

However, just when the music was about to turn to a climax, Shen Xiangpei's piano sound stopped abruptly after the sound of "Zheng".

The strings broke.