Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1474
Yu Wencheng was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly reacted and hurriedly lowered his head and coughed twice.
It took some effort to regain the hatred in his eyes: “Even though the governor has gone to the brothel, his integrity is still so high. This really makes me look at him with new eyes.”
“Your Highness may have forgotten that half of the Qunfang Courtyard is managed by the imperial court.” Si Jin walked slowly past the crowd without any sense of humiliation for being in a lower position.
The aura around him made people feel inexplicably frightened: “You have to pay to listen to music. This is the rule set by the emperor. Your Highness hasn’t even ascended the throne yet, and you’re planning a rebellion?”
Si Jin raised the tone of his voice at the last sentence, which made Yu Wencheng’s heart skip a beat and he became uncontrollably nervous.
All of the people around him were officials of the fifth rank and above, and quite a few of them disliked him. Once he uttered the words “treason”, they would all target him and impeach him.
Now is the critical period for seizing the throne, he can’t afford to take the risk!
“What are you talking about? How much is one song?”
He just couldn’t believe that he, a prince, couldn’t afford to buy a piece of music?
“Your Majesty once praised me for my seven-stringed zither, saying it was the best in Kyoto.” Si Jin said, “This piece of music should only exist in heaven, and it is worth a fortune to hear it again in the world.”
One thousand taels… of gold???
Wouldn’t this drain half of his family’s assets?
He is not a cheapskate, so why would he come all the way here and spend so much money on his enemy?
Yu Wencheng gritted his teeth: “Gu Sijin, you…”
“However, I used to play the piano for some literati and scholars, watching them write poems to express their feelings and cultivate their minds. A piece of music costs thousands of gold. If Your Highness wants to listen, the price can be negotiated.”
Si Jin turned around, smiled at the relieved Yu Wencheng, and said directly: “Playing the piano for a beast, ten thousand taels.”
“………”
Yu Wencheng was so angry that he almost stood up from his wheelchair, ignoring his leg injury: “Say it again? To whom?”
“Oh, why is Your Highness angry?” Si Jin smiled to ease the atmosphere: “Five thousand taels is okay, right? I’ll play it.”
Yuwen Cheng didn’t realize that his family fortune had been emptied by Si Jin, and was only happy about his sudden change of attitude.
You see, she is a slave after all, and she dare not disobey his orders in such a big scene.
Yuwen Cheng was like a victorious rooster, holding his head high and eager to show his victory to everyone.
“Everyone, please thank me very much for listening to Gu Dugong’s seven-stringed harp today!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Si Jin slowly walked to the stage and plucked the strings of the zither with his hands down.
As the music started, Yuwen Cheng’s stomach ached as if it was being cut by a knife. The smile on his face disappeared and his face turned pale in an instant.
He thought it was a coincidence, but as Si Jin’s music became more and more urgent, his whole body felt as if being gnawing at by thousands of ants, and every pore screamed in pain.
He didn’t hold on for long before he fell to the ground with a thump.
After fainting for a moment, he woke up with unbearable pain.
It hurt so much that he felt like the insect was biting his blood vessels. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys seemed to have shifted. Yu Wencheng screamed, “Gu Sijin! Stop! Stop playing!”
Hadn’t he already removed the poison? Why was he still affected by Gu Sijin’s music?
He came all the way here, spending five thousand taels of gold, and only heard the piano music after being humiliated by Gu Sijin, but it was killing him.
He wondered why Gu Sijin lowered the price so readily, it turned out he was waiting here!
“Governor, please stop playing the music!” Yuwen Cheng couldn’t stand it anymore and knelt down to beg with tears in his eyes.
He kowtowed so hard that his forehead was pounded with bones. “No matter how wrong I am, it’s all my fault. Please stop playing and spare my life!”
“No.” Si Jin, dressed in red, sat quietly behind the piano, his voice was exceptionally gentle.
“Your Highness insisted on listening to this piece of music, so of course I have to finish playing it. Otherwise, it would be a waste of your Highness’s efforts.”
