She nodded: "Master, come on, even if you lose, you are still the most powerful master in my eyes."

Fu Sichen chuckled lightly and nodded.

The master and apprentice here are constantly affectionate, but the master and apprentice there are completely opposite.

Although Mo Xun is a court musician, he is like a rare animal hired by the emperor and usually kept in the palace to live out his life.

The emperor likes talents and likes to acquire all kinds of talents. Mo Xun has been here to teach the prince from the beginning. He has never picked up a musical instrument with anyone except the prince.

Now he was asked to compete with a little-known musician, and naturally he was unwilling to do so.

Especially when the other person disrespects him without even showing his face, you should at least take off your hat when you see him.

Mo Xun looked at Jiang Muchen very dissatisfied:

"Your Highness the Fourth Prince, you also know that as a musician, I have been your master from the beginning, and I am not a bargaining chip that you can use to compete with others casually. If anyone recognizes me as your master, it will be a surprise.

If you ask me to go out and compete with others, will I have some free time?"

Jiang Muchen nodded helplessly: "Master, I know you are powerful, but can you help me? As long as you agree, I will give you whatever picture you want."

What does he want?

Mo Xun pinched his beard and found what he wanted:

"Once upon a time, there was a pipa, which was left behind by a master. I heard that the pipa contained deep inner power, and the fluctuations in the heartstrings could shake the heart and lungs. However, the pipa has been missing for a long time. If you can find him or help

If I find it, I will promise you."

When Jiang Muchen heard this, he just found a pipa and patted his chest, giving a thumbs up:

"Don't worry, leave it to me. As long as you agree, I will send someone to find it!"

How could Mo Xun not know that this apprentice was telling lies? However, since this apprentice was the fourth prince, as long as he was willing to search hard, he might actually be able to find the whereabouts of the pipa.

In this case, he stood up and said, "Let's compete."

Yuan Baoer saw the master and disciple not far away standing up, and nervously stood in front of Fu Sichen to protect them.

Seeing her performance, Fu Sichen suddenly felt warm in his heart, and the obsession in his eyes deepened.

She really still cares about herself.

No, what she cares about is her master.

Shu Zhang's expression was a little solemn, and Fu Sichen slowly frowned, feeling a little jealous of himself.

Jiang Muchen led his master to them, "We are ready, can we compete now?"

"Wait a minute, apprentice." Mo Xun stroked his beard and came up with a good idea:

"Since we have already competed, we might as well go out. There is an elegant gathering filled with literati and elegant people, and let them come and compete together."

"..." Yuan Baoer was a little dissatisfied, but the other party was an old gentleman with high attainments. She couldn't say anything and could only stare at Jiang Muchen.

Jiang Muchen didn't expect that his master would say this on the spur of the moment, why didn't he mention it just now.

But looking at the master's expression, it seemed that he was doing this on purpose, not wanting to let the master opposite Yuan Baoer step down.

In fact, he knew that after so many years, his master's temperament had already become arrogant and arrogant.

But it was a bit difficult for him to handle this temporarily. How should he explain to Xiao Baoer:

"Master, what are you doing? We agreed that the two of us would compete."

Mo Xun chuckled, as if he was mocking their youth: "What you said was not what I said. Besides, for a musician, the more people who compete, the more opportunities you have to improve.

"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Sichen opposite, with a hint of mockery in his eyebrows:

"What? The young man doesn't want this opportunity to compete with other musicians?"

Yuan Baoer frowned.

Isn't this just bullying!? Bullying her master for not having any musical attainments and wanting to take him to the gathering to mock him.

This guy was probably thinking that he could beat his master with just one hand without doing anything, so of course she wouldn't do it.

"Master, please be merciful. My master is just an ordinary person who can enter the palace to compete with you. He has been lucky for three lifetimes. Now, let him compete with other people. Isn't this not good?"

Mo Xun chuckled, not taking Yuan Baoer seriously at all:

"What's wrong? Your master hasn't said anything yet, but the princess is getting worried for him."

He is already frivolous, and no one in the Three Kingdoms is his opponent. If you want him to compete with him, you have to see if he has that ability.

Thinking like this, Mo Xun cast his eyes leisurely on Fu Sichen's face:

"What? You haven't even tried yet, so you don't dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the hat seemed to sneer mockingly.

Mo Xun thought he heard wrongly, frowned, and said to Jiang Muchen: "Why do I seem to hear the tone of the person opposite who seems to be looking down on me?"

Jiang Muchen was also stunned. He also heard it, but couldn't the person opposite him speak?

Illusion?

But when he looked doubtfully in the direction of the bamboo hat, he suddenly looked into the eyes behind the gauze curtain. He couldn't see the outline of the other side clearly, but he could vaguely feel the other person's sharp eyes shooting towards him, which made him feel a little nervous.

shock.

The look in this person’s eyes?

Why do you feel so much like Fu Sichen?

When he looked carefully, the other party had already averted his eyes, walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote: "It's disrespectful."

When Mo Xun saw this, he instantly forgot his tone that seemed to look down on him just now: "What a disrespectful person. In this case, let's go. Fourth Prince, please gather my friends first, and let's have a good time."

Even if we try to compete, we can’t let this musician... come in vain."

As he said that, he passed them by with great momentum.

With such a weird look, Yuan Baoer was really angry, and turned to look at Fu Sichen angrily: "Really, then I'll come with a few people."

"Who is your name?"

Fu Sichen silently wrote three words.

She held her chin and pondered for a moment, "Do you know the master of Yanyu Pavilion? I'll call him out, let him sit in charge, and scare them to death!"

Fu Sichen:???

Is he that scary?

With this idea, she immediately held Fu Sichen's sleeve:

"Let's go, don't waste time, let's go find Brother Fu. If you walk quickly, we should still be in time." While walking, he didn't forget to comfort Fu Sichen: "Don't worry, we won't scare our own people.

Find a few people to calm down the situation, don't panic."

Fu Sichen: "..."

In Yanyu Pavilion, after Ting Xin heard her purpose, the smile on her face froze: "Are you here to see the Pavilion Master?"

"Yes, I want to invite him to watch a competition together." Bao'er said excitedly: "Please go and call him."
Chapter completed!