The Ultimate Prodigal Son - Chapter 17

[Chapter 17: Poems and Qin Presented]

Isn’t the person in the main seat the one who saw injustice and drew his sword to help him in the gentle land that day?

As expected, his guess was not wrong at all.

“Greetings to His Royal Highness King Jing, I wish His Royal Highness King Jing a long life and good health!”

Everyone left their seats and knelt down to kowtow in front of the man in the highest position.

Although Lin Tian was not used to it, he still followed the local customs and saluted with the people next to him.

He didn’t want the people here to believe in equality like he did in those novels.

Every place has its own rules. What he has to do is to change himself, not the environment.

“Today’s banquet is to entertain the promising people of the three continents. This king has just arrived. Please take care of me!”

King Jing symbolically bowed his hands and spoke very humbly.

But no one dared to continue his words.

“King Jing is joking. Please bear with me in the future. It is an honor for us to have King Jing settle down in Liangzhou!” A Liangzhou winery tycoon stood up and said.

King Jing smiled with satisfaction and didn’t continue talking.

Seeing him so happy, the people behind him followed suit and congratulated him one after another.

“A bunch of flatterers!” Wang He murmured in disdain.

Because the surroundings were too noisy, others might not have heard it.

But Lin Tian heard it clearly and couldn’t help but look up at Wang He.

Wang He glared back fiercely.

What surprised Lin Tian was that the Wang family could be regarded as a small family here.

Even the Lin family, the city lord family, had to sit aside, which showed what kind of big guys were invited today.

And these big guys had to be respectful to King Jing above!

But why was Wang He so disdainful?

Could it be that there was some relationship behind this that he didn’t know about?

Lin Tian thought to himself.

In a moment, the banquet had already begun, and some singing girls and dancers brought by King Jing in the capital came in one after another, performing their talents one after another.

“This ancient performance is still too boring, but there are many beauties, and the talents are not bad.”

Lin Tian enjoyed the performance while eating, but he still felt that it was much worse than modern art performances.

However, it must be said that the singing and dancing of these singing girls and dancers are still very good, but the program format is too simple.

It makes people drowsy.

Lin Tian yawned and began to stop appreciating the performance with his heart, but instead focused his attention on the beauties performing.

With slender waists, affectionate eyebrows and eyes, and the beautiful faces of the beauties flying in the sleeves, they were like flowers hidden in the green leaves, making people unable to move their eyes away.

“It’s really obscene to stare at others with your eyes!” Just as Lin Tian was appreciating the beauties with interest, Wang He suddenly spoke.

This voice caused Qin Wangshu to look at Lin Tian.

She was originally appreciating the singing and dancing seriously, and sighed that the people brought back by King Jing were highly skilled.

But after listening to Wang He’s words, she realized that Lin Tian had been staring at the beauties all the time, and his eyes were extremely exposed.

For some reason, Qin Wangshu suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart, and his nose also became sour.

“A beautiful lady is a good match for a gentleman, what’s there to care about.” Qin Wangshu comforted himself.

But she still couldn’t help looking at Lin Tian, and unconsciously showed a little grievance on her face.

Lin Tian didn’t feel anything about these, and didn’t even notice them, and threw himself on the beauty in front of him.

“Everyone, enjoy the singing and dancing. This king found a peerless zither a few days ago, called the Iris Zither. I’m happy today, so I’ll let Ji Zi come out to play the zither for everyone to enjoy!”

Suddenly, the singing and dancing stopped, and everyone looked up, only to see King Jing stood up and raised his hand to have someone move the zither stand up.

Then two beautiful maids held the zither. The head of the zither looked like an iris flower, so it was called the Iris Zither.

Lin Tian looked at it from a distance and felt that the zither must be very luxurious. As expected, the royal family made a musical instrument so high-end.

However, Lin Tian still admired the harp in his heart. The surface of the harp was as smooth as silk, and the strings reflected the dark light. At a glance, you can tell that the tone is definitely good.

“As expected of His Royal Highness King Jing, this is a peerless harp. If I can get this harp, I’m afraid my harp skills will be much more exquisite.” Qin Wangshu looked at the harp above with hope and whispered.

Just as everyone was talking, a masked woman slowly walked over and sat in front of the harp.

The woman had a slender figure and every move was elegant.

What was even more surprising was that she had two bells tied to her wrists. The sound of the bells between her steps was crisp and mesmerizing.

Lin Tian couldn’t help but nod his head in approval. Sure enough, the royal nobles knew how to enjoy themselves. All of them were beauties.

But… there were also more beautiful women than them.

Lin Tian glanced at Qin Wangshu silently.

She was staring at the harp with envy on her face. She also collected a lot of good harps at home, but this iris harp was the best she had ever seen.

I’m afraid that apart from the legendary phoenix tail harp, this harp is already peerless.

“I am happy today. Everyone, please write poems based on the sound of the harp. The winner will be qualified to make the first request to me!” King Jing said loudly, and seemed to glance at Lin Tian inadvertently.

But Lin Tian pretended not to see it, and waited for the woman to play the harp naturally.

The woman sat upright on the seat, slowly hooked the strings with both hands, and a sound of harp like flowing water poured out.

After adjusting the volume, the masked woman began to play. Her ten slender fingers plucked the strings, and between the ding-dong of the spring water, an intoxicating song was played. The

people present had already exploded because of what King Jing said, and they whispered about how to take the lead and get King Jing’s promise.

But at this moment, the sound of the harp suddenly appeared, and they subconsciously immersed themselves in the sound of the harp, and no one cared about the so-called rewards.

Finally, the song ended, and everyone was still addicted to the sound of the harp, and even Lin Tian was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

It must be said that in ancient times, there were no entertainment methods, so the ancients had plenty of time to study the music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The music is good, and the sound is rare. Compared with modern music, it can be said to be slightly better.

However, in Lin Tian’s heart, it can only be said that each has its own merits.

“You can start writing poems. Write the poems on paper, and the children will collect them, and everyone will be the judges!”

Just when everyone was still immersed in the sound of the piano, King Jing suddenly spoke and woke everyone up.

The children distributed paper and pens to each table, and some literati and scholars began to write poems, but the sound of the piano was too beautiful, and many people had no idea where to start.