However, the triumphant celebration banquet is always different from the palace banquet on weekdays. It's not a song and swallow dance, it's mostly a sword dance and a song related to the battlefield.

The first one to jump is "Lanling King's Entrance Song".

Zhuo Yijia sat in place, looking seriously at the man dancing with a sword on it, wearing a hideous mask, naked/naked upper body, and a bunch of people dancing slowly and exaggeratedly.

Zhuo Yixu on the side tilted his head slightly, and after getting closer to Zhuo Yijia, he pointed to one of the people who were dancing with a sword above: "I think that person is good, he makes strength, and the angle of swinging the sword is very good, probably has practiced martial arts." ”

Zhuo Yijia looked in the direction Zhuo Yixu pointed, and her eyes fell on the movements of the masked man. The man was shirtless, and his muscles were obviously a practitioner, and his movements were also smooth. Zhuo Yijia looked at it and nodded, and responded: "The body bones look really good." ”

As soon as the words fell, another voice on the side continued: "Yes, I think it's average." ”

Zhuo Yixu and Zhuo Yijia, who were talking, turned their heads at the same time, looked at Zhao Fengyao in the hall with a look of disgust on the side holding the cup.

The two glanced at each other inexplicably, turned their heads, and did not speak.

Zhao Fengyao on the side said to himself: "What's the use of having a good body, playing sandbags every day." There is no injury on his body, and he looks like a fist embroidered leg. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pulled the placket of his clothes, pulled the upright collar, and swept over Zhuo Yijia, who was familiar with the blindness, and snorted: "This kind of goods, put in front of this world, you can't stand two punches." ”

Zhuo Yixu, who was sitting across Zhuo Yijia, was a little confused, so he turned his head and looked at Zhao Fengyao: "Zipei, when did you become so self-righteous?" ”

Zhuo Yixu and Zhao Fengyao have been in northern Liaoning for many years and have a deep friendship. But because of the special situation and identity, Zhuo Yixu did not go to see Zhao Fengyao after returning to Beijing. It's the first time I've seen it in so many years.

But as soon as he saw it, he listened to Zhao Fengyao's incomprehensible words, but Zhuo Yixu was a little hard to believe.

"What do you mean by self-righteousness?" Zhao Fengyao turned his head, glared at Zhuo Yixu, pulled his collar a little more, and the faint chest muscles under the open collarbone loomed: "You let him come and try?!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled the collar with one hand, patted his strong chest with the other, and leaned towards Zhuo Yijia. The words were said to Zhuo Yixu, but his body was about to rub against Zhuo Yijia.

Zhuo Yijia had a dark face, and turned his head to look at the chest that had rubbed against his shoulder. Looking up at Zhao Fengyao: "Move your ribs away." ”

"What ribs?" Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia with round eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's all Jianzi meat!" I don't believe you, touch, touch! ”

Zhao Fengyao said and rubbed his head forward.

Zhuo Yijia pursed his lips and looked at Zhao Fengyao, who was dead-skinned, and couldn't wait to open him with one palm.

Zhuo Yixu next to him didn't know why, but he frowned, he leaned to the side, stretched out his hand to bypass Zhuo Yijia, and pushed it on Zhao Fengyao's chest: "You don't want to be embarrassed, she still wants to be embarrassed." As he spoke, he glared at Zhao Fengyao.

When they were in Saibei, the two had a good relationship and often did it. At this time, Zhuo Yixu didn't think about it, so he pushed away Zhao Fengyao, who was rubbing up.

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yixu, 'cut' a sound, slowly straightened his collar, and said leisurely: "Anyway, sooner or later, I have to touch it." ”

Zhuo Yijia's whole face turned black again when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at the man who was still dancing in the hall expressionlessly.

If it weren't for the palace, she would really slap Zhao Fengyao in the face.

When Zhuo Yixu heard this, his face also changed.

He looked at Zhuo Yijia and said slowly, "Why don't we two change positions?" ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijia picked up his wine glass and was about to nod. Zhao Fengyao next to him interjected: "If you dare to change positions, I will propose to the emperor today." ”

Zhuo Yijia picked up the wine glass, her face could no longer be described as black, she turned her head to look at Zhao Fengyao, gritted her teeth and said, "You dare!" ”

"What am I afraid of?" Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia scoundrelly, and spread his hands indifferently: "Anyway, there is nothing but you and me now." ”

"Zhao Fengyao, why have you become so shameless now?" Zhuo Yijia lowered her voice and gritted her teeth.

Zhuo Yixu on the other side was so angry that he rushed to his head.

"Say whatever you want." Zhao Fengyao said, fearlessly turned around and hugged his legs, and picked up the table and was smacked: "Anyway, if you want to leave, I dare to go up and propose." ”

Zhao Fengyao's voice was extremely low, and only a few people next to him could hear it. Mrs. Zhuo and Zhuo Ziheng, who were sitting next to each other, were both martial arts practitioners, and Mr. Zero also heard a little. At this time, he couldn't help but turn his head, looking at the grandfather of Rongle County, who had always been dignified and cold and unapproachable, next to him, how could he say such brazen words?

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao, turned around, and got up without saying a word.

She didn't believe it, Zhao Fengyao dared!

Seeing this, Zhuo Yixu also frowned and looked at Zhao Fengyao, got up vigilantly, and followed Zhuo Yijia to change positions.

The wine in Zhao Fengyao's hand was released, and Zhuo Yixu immediately straightened up vigilantly, as if he was ready to pounce on Zhao Fengyao who was going out at any time. He turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yijia, who was already sitting in Zhuo Yixu's position, and suddenly smiled, and the smile went straight to the bottom of his eyes, full of joy and streamer: "It turns out that you think so much about me proposing." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Yixu's ass just landed on the futon, Zhao Fengyao jumped out of the table, and then rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

Shocked, the guards next to Emperor Ming Xian were all shocked, and the dust of the happy father-in-law was raised high in an instant and shouted: "Assassination... Stab... The voice of the ...... stabbing stab" softened as soon as he chanted, and by the last word "thorn" had completely lost its voice.

Before he could put down the dust raised by his father-in-law, he saw Zhao Fengyao, who was kneeling under the high platform, shouting: "Your Majesty, the minister has a request!" ”

The entire hall was silent, and even the dancers who were dancing stopped their movements. Zhao Fengyao raised his eyes and looked at the man closest to him, and his naked/naked upper body was the person Zhuo Yixu and Zhuo Yijia were talking about.

Zhao Fengyao didn't want to think about it, so he slapped over: "Get out." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, his body quickly knelt down towards Emperor Ming Xian above. A group of dancers behind him all knelt.

Emperor Ming Xian's eyes fell on Zhao Fengyao, straightened his body, looked at him and said majestically: "What are you asking for, such fanfare." ”

"The minister's father Wang Xue is gone, and His Majesty is the only one in the clan, so I hope Your Majesty will approve what I ask for today!" Zhao Fengyao knelt on the main hall and said word by word very clearly.

Zhuo Yijia sat aside, his palm clenched under the desk. told Zhao Fengyao to death.