Chapter 177: Southern Xinjiang Messenger

Chapter 177 Southern Xinjiang Envoy
His mouth curled up with a few invisible smiles: the stupid and stupid little girl, who could lead a hundred birds, a little smarter, a little bit...
Night Lie looked at Murong Xue, and the bottom of the scene flashed a complex look: he never knew that she could use the leaves to play such beautiful music. It turned out that she had too little contact with her before, and she learned completely. Don't understand...
Muliufeng leaned against the back of the chair, and the eyes of the opera swept over the Ouyang Shaohao, and the night was dusty. It fell on Murong Xue and sighed in the heart: the sweetheart is too good, always remembered by others, it is also an annoying thing. what……
However, it is simply incredible that the music attracts a hundred birds. Murong Xue can do it. He is a bit surprised. If Murong Xue is not a favorite of Ouyang Shaohao, he is ready to start...
Under the pale golden sunlight, Murong Xue pinched the leaves in his hand, and the beautiful music slowly stopped. The birds fluttered in the eyes of everyone's surprise, patted their wings and flew away, leaving them to everyone. A handsome back...
Everyone looked at the empty air, full of shock, and returned to God for a long time...
"Good!" There was a sudden exclamation in the square. The Minister of Culture and Civilization, the family members woke up like a dream, and they were amazed and praised: "The birds listen to the music, come to the view, and hover with the music, it really makes Amazing..."
"But it’s not that the old man has lived for most of his life, and it’s incredible to see the music attracting a hundred birds for the first time..."
"The music attracts a bird is a wonder of the world. Today, I can see it. There is no regret in this life..."
"Hundreds of birds only love the beautiful music, the music that Murong girls play, the beauty of the sky..."
"Cough... Su girl is playing the piano, will the bird be the one she brought..."
"You are stupid, didn't you see that the birds were flying after the Murong girl changed the song?"
"Don't see, have they been hovering over the Murong girl?"
"I didn't see them changing with the melody of Murong girl..."
"After the birds flew, I didn't hear the sound of Su's girl..."
"Yeah, yeah, the piano sound is completely obscured by the sound of a hundred birds..."
"Do you hear what the girl after the Qing dynasty played?"
"No……"
"Then you said that the bird was brought by her..."
The opinions of the people were not too big, enough for everyone on the banquet to hear, and the blush of Sunan Xiang was white for a while, and instantly changed into dozens of colors.
She painstakingly designed this Qinqin ensemble. She wanted to take Murong Xue out of the 100,000 miles. In the eyes of the public, she humiliated Murong Xue and let Ouyang Shizi know that she is thousands of times better than Murong Xue, but now, The humiliated person turned into her...
It’s not just playing a broken leaf, it’s attracting a group of idiot birds. What's so great?
Look at these civil and military ministers, they are praises and praises. It’s really a group of idiots that have never seen the world...
"With the leaves as the instrument, playing the sound of the sound of nature, it is amazing, Cher, who taught you?" The queen stunned, faintly looking at Murong Xue, a little bit of doubt and appreciation.
Murong Xue went to the Queen Fufu body and smiled and said: "Return to the empress of the Queen, when the child is free, she will play with the leaves. After a long time, she will be blown into a tune, no one is taught!"
In fact, she is in the music that she just played, mixed with the birds of the dark contact in modern times, the vivid sound of birds, naturally led the birds.
"It turned out to be self-study, really smart!" The Queen said faintly, and the appreciation of Loudi was stronger.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "Queen of the Empress Dowager!"
"There are towns and towns, Mrs. Hou Guohou's excellent parents, Xueer self-study, not surprising!" The emperor glanced at Murong Xue, stunned, and the deep eyes flashed with a look that others could not understand.
The Queen nodded in agreement: "This is, she looks like her mother, and she must have inherited the wisdom and talent of her mother..."
Sunan Xiang a small face, instantly pale and bloodless, quietly looking to Ouyang Shaohao, I saw him is carrying a white jade wine glass light light, deep gaze watching the face of Murong Xue, the bottom of the flashing point Pampering smiles, seeing her raging anger in her chest, the hand under the sleeves tightly gripped!
Murong Xue! Murong Xue! Murong Xue!
Everyone who is sitting is talking about Murong Xue. The emperor and the empress have praised her. Ouyang Shizi only looks at her. What is good for her? Speculatively attracted a group of birds and beasts, they all took her as a treasure?
She is the first talented woman of Qingyan, she can not lose to Murong Xue, never lose!
At the end of the scene, the southern part of Hunan Province flashed a sharp sharp awning, gnashing his teeth, and quickly thinking about the strategy of defeating Murong Xue.
A small hurried over and shouted: "The emperor of the emperor, the southern Xinjiang messenger to see!"
The hustle and bustle of the square is silent for a moment. Everyone looks at it and looks at it. When does the Southern Xinjiang messenger come to Qingyan? I haven't been to the capital yet, but I came directly to the summer resort to see the emperor. Their news is really good enough!
The emperor’s eyes sank and he said:
Xuan!

"Yes!" The small should be shouting loudly and shouting out to the square: "The propaganda of the southern Xinjiang glimpse!"
South Xinjiang messenger!
Murong Xue appeared in front of the house without fear of the dead, cold eyes stunned slightly, southern Xinjiang people mysterious, but also like to make some strange things, what 蛊 ah, poison, is their favorite .
After she came to Qingyan, she only touched the night sergeant cultivated in southern Xinjiang. She has not seen the real Nanjiang people. Just look at what the southern Xinjiang messenger looks like!
Looking up at the entrance to the square, I saw a young man walking forward. He was about twenty years old, his face was clear, his skin was almost transparent, his faintness was still black, and his brown eyes were blushing. .
The black brocade robes are tailored and embroidered with large red bauhinia, just like blood, proudly blooming, mysterious, weird, and revealing a dark atmosphere.
The famous people saw the whole body chilling, the eyelids jumped vigorously, and the heart secretly said: This southern Xinjiang messenger is so sullen, just watching, it makes people feel uneasy, he must be very dangerous...
The man turned a blind eye to the crowd and went straight to the high platform. He leaned slightly: "See the Qing Emperor in the sky!" The elegant voice was slightly hoarse and very pleasant.
Yuan Fangfei heard his eyes wide open and looked at him for a moment: "It turned out that he is the sky!"
Murong Xue blinked and looked at Yuan Fangfei: "Have you heard of him?"
(End of this chapter)