Funeral music?
As the young talent's words fell, the crowd, immersed in sadness, couldn't help but be stunned.
"Yes, it's funeral music!"
"It really is funeral music. The funeral music on the day my father was buried had this very tune!"
"No wonder I kept feeling something was off..."
Realizing what was happening, everyone spoke up, their gazes converging on Song Lianxin.
Song Lianxin still thought Shen Jing was infatuated with her?
Turns out, Shen Jing was sending her off to her funeral?
Listening to the crowd's discussions, Song Lianxin's face, which had been smug moments before, suddenly changed color.
Zhao Ying's face suddenly turned incredibly ugly.
Thinking about his actions just now, he felt like a monkey being played with!
He knew without a doubt that many people were now laughing at him and Song Lianxin in their hearts.
"Stop playing!"
Zhao Ying's face fell as he gritted his teeth and growled at Shen Jing.
Shen Jing merely shook his head gently, not stopping.
He was a meticulous person.
When doing something, he had to do it completely!
A piece not finished could not be interrupted in the middle.
"I told you to stop playing!"
Seeing Shen Jing not stopping, Zhao Ying angrily stepped forward to snatch the suona from Shen Jing's hand.
Shen Jing, helpless, allowed Zhao Ying to take the suona and said earnestly, "I hadn't finished playing this piece, and you abruptly interrupted it. You're likely to suffer a bloody disaster soon!"
"I'll give you a bloody disaster right now!"
Zhao Ying was furious and directly kicked Shen Jing.
Shen Jing dodged to the side, and with a silent sweep of his foot, Zhao Ying, losing his balance, stumbled and fell to the side.
His forehead, unfortunately, hit a Qin.
"Ah..."
Zhao Ying cried out in pain.
"Zhao Ying!"
Song Lianxin cried out in a panic, hurrying forward to help him up.
"Zhao Jieyuan!"
Several people around also quickly followed.
When they helped Zhao Ying up, everyone noticed tiny beads of blood appearing on Zhao Ying's forehead.
Song Lianxin tenderly wiped the blood from Zhao Ying's forehead, then turned to glare at Shen Jing, "You played funeral music to curse me, and I can overlook that! But you dared to injure Zhao Ying, I..."
"You can't just say things like that!"
Shen Jing interrupted Song Lianxin, "So many eyes are watching! It was clearly him who tried to kick me and accidentally fell! I already said it just now, interrupting my playing of that piece would bring a bloody disaster! See, hasn't it come true?"
"You..."
Song Lianxin was choked, momentarily unsure what to say, and could only glare at Shen Jing.
Seeing Song Lianxin at a loss for words, the sycophants nearby immediately spoke up to support her, "Miss Song, don't waste words with him, let's just turn him over to the authorities!"
It didn't matter if he injured Zhao Jieyuan or not!
Zhao Ying's father was Huaizhou Prefect!
Once they got to the authorities, it would be as if he had injured him!
"Yes, turn him over to the authorities directly!"
"Just the charge of assaulting a Titled Scholar is enough to put him in prison!"
"We must turn him over to the authorities today!"
Many people echoed their sentiments.
As they spoke, several people eagerly gathered around Shen Jing.
Judging by their posture, they seemed to intend to go at him together and take Shen Jing down.
Seeing this, Chi Chi immediately spread her arms to block in front of Shen Jing, glaring at everyone, "You don't think you can slander my young master!"
"Whether it's slander or not, go tell it to the authorities!"
Song Lianxin shouted angrily.
"Yes, go tell it to the authorities!"
The eager people once again approached.
"Are you all in such a hurry to be filial sons and grandsons? I can also play a piece called 'Filial Son's Tears'. Do you want me to teach you so you can rush to be filial sons another day?"
Shen Jing said, pulling Chi Chi behind him.
"A dog's mouth can't utter ivory! Turn him over to the authorities!"
The faces of the several people turned pale and then green, and they rushed forward angrily.
Shen Jing was about to act when a clear, cold voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Stop!"
Su Yourong pulled open the curtain and slowly walked out.
When Su Yourong appeared, she instantly became the focus of the entire scene.
Everyone's eyes involuntarily gathered on her.
Many people stared blankly at Su Yourong, unable to recover for a long time.
Many of them had never seen Su Yourong's true face before, only heard that Su Yourong was a peerless beauty, and seeing her today, it was indeed true!
Not to mention them, even Zhao Ying couldn't help but glance at Su Yourong a few more times.
What an elegant beauty!
He felt that even Song Lianxin's beauty paled in comparison to Su Yourong's.
Shen Jing looked at Su Yourong in surprise.
The person behind the veil, was it her?
Meeting the shocked gazes of the crowd, Su Yourong subtly winked at Shen Jing, then slowly stepped forward and said, "I also saw it just now; Titled Scholar Zhao fell himself. Even if you escort Mr. Shen to the authorities, I will testify for him there."
Hearing this, Zhao Ying's sycophant's face suddenly fell, "Miss Su, are you going to protect Shen Jing?"
"Not protecting, just stating the facts!"
Su Yourong gently shook her head, "This Qin She (Music House) is mine. I naturally cannot allow anyone to be wronged in my Qin She (Music House)!"
"Everyone, imagine this: if one day you are here making friends through music, and someone wrongs you and wants to escort you to the authorities, would you hope that I would join others in wronging you?"
Listening to Su Yourong's words, many people fell into thought.
If that day truly came, they would definitely hope that someone like Su Yourong would stand up and speak for them.
"Miss Su dares to speak out for justice, I admire her!"
Li Zhao cupped his hands to Su Yourong and then said loudly, "It was indeed Titled Scholar Zhao who tried to hit Shen Jing himself and fell, injuring himself! I can also testify at the authorities!"
"I can also testify for Scholar Shen!"
Another talent stepped forward.
"Count me in too!"
"And me!"
"Count me in too! In full view of everyone, we cannot let them twist right and wrong!"
"Exactly, Shen Jing is already like this, and they still want to bully him with their power?"
Soon, many people began to speak out for justice.
Some of them were people who admired Su Yourong.
Others were genuinely unable to stand Zhao Ying's group bullying others and twisting right and wrong with their power.
Watching more and more people stand up, Song Lianxin and Zhao Ying's group's faces immediately turned ugly.
Zhao Ying recovered slightly and looked around at everyone.
He should have been tripped by Shen Jing just now.
But he was in a fit of anger at the time, and even he wasn't sure if he had been tripped by Shen Jing.
Now, so many people were testifying for Shen Jing.
If it went to the authorities, Shen Jing would most likely not be convicted.
In the end, he would not only be disgraced but also gain a reputation for bullying others with his power.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Ying shook his head feigning dizziness, and said with a stiff upper lip, "There's no need for everyone to testify. I, Zhao Ying, am a man of my word and will not wrongly accuse anyone! Just now... I indeed fell myself!"
As Zhao Ying's words fell, his group immediately quieted down.
"Titled Scholar Zhao truly lives up to his reputation as Huaizhou's top talent, a man of responsibility!"
Shen Jing looked at Zhao Ying with a playful smile.
"Stop being so sarcastic!"
Zhao Ying looked at Shen Jing coldly, "Although I won't wrongly accuse anyone, you dared to publicly humiliate Lianxin with funeral music today, so we have made an enemy!"
Originally, he disdained to bother with dealing with an ant like Shen Jing.
But Shen Jing had made him and Song Lianxin lose face in public today, and this score had to be settled with him!
"Is funeral music not music?"
Shen Jing was displeased, "Everyone must die eventually, sooner or later. Who doesn't use these tunes after death? I played a piece for you for free, and it's good enough that I didn't ask you for money!"