Chapter 22 The Son is a Good Dancer

The warriors of the Prince's Mansion were highly respected, and on the day they entered the palace, all the guards of the singing and dancing team came to congratulate them, and it was very lively for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The guards had different opinions about their ability to ascend to the sky in one step, some said that the two were too lucky, and some said that they were based on real skills.

The news of Feng Lingjun's assassination has been rumored, and the person who directed the scene behind the scenes was not found in the end, which made the people of the Junhou Mansion panic. The prince intended to recruit more warriors into the palace, so some guards asked for them to be recommended to enter the palace, but Qing Wanyan refused. Everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The saddest of these people is Jian Thirteen, he said that he was very unconvinced when he talked about the events of the day.

"It's okay for Lord Chun and Lord Qing, Chongyi is actually favored by Zhao Guogongzi, it's really strange."

Sanchun was surprised, "Is Chongyi valued by Zhao Guogongzi?" ”

"However, yesterday the son came to beg for a heavy amount of money, and everyone has agreed, and he will return to China with the son in a few days."

Sanchun suddenly remembered that day when she said to her son Ji Yi that her name was Chongyi, she thought that he only said to ask casually, but she didn't expect to be so attentive.

But anyway, it was an irrelevant person, and he didn't care much, he just thought about what to do when he got to the Junhou Mansion.

In fact, everything is green, and she doesn't need to worry about it, when the time comes, he will do whatever he asks her to do.

Yawned, and suddenly felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep in the carriage that took them into the house. Qing looked at her sleeping appearance, and couldn't help but sigh faintly, so paralyzed carelessness, he really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring her into the mansion.

Because of the life-saving grace of Jun Hou, Qing was valued by Feng Lingjun as soon as he entered the mansion, and all the samurai did not dare to underestimate them, showing great enthusiasm for them, and also held a banquet in Qinghe Restaurant to catch them up.

Sanchun is not used to this kind of occasion, but he just thought that he would work together in the future, and it was not good to lose face too much, so he followed under Qing's persuasion.

She seems to have a good nature for wine, and when she was in Niushan Village, she didn't dig out this nature because she couldn't touch it. But when I arrived at the restaurant, I saw the jar of good wine and smelled the fragrant wine, and all the wine worms who didn't drink it that day ran out.

After greeting everyone, he didn't wait for anyone to persuade him, and drank cup by cup. Later, I didn't seem to feel enjoyable, and I held the jar and poured it into my stomach, just like the river opening the sluice gate and flowing unrestrainedly. Anyway, this wine doesn't cost money, but it's also enjoyable.

The warriors had made some fun of her beauty, but when they saw her so good at drinking, they suddenly felt less contemptuous and exchanged cups with her.

Sanchun drank so happily for the first time in two years, and it seemed that the wine worm that had been holding back for two years was also relieved at one time. She didn't remember whether she could drink it, she just drank it if she wanted to, and within a moment, a large altar was wrapped by her.

Qing persuaded a few words, but she didn't listen, and later saw that she seemed to have an excellent amount of alcohol, so she didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Everyone was a little drunk, shouting to do something interesting to help the drink.

In the midst of the sound of "coaxing", a samurai called Cheng Ming stood up: "There is wine but no song, there is a little less fun, I sing a song to cheer you up, how about it?" ”

Everyone said in unison, "Very good." ”

Cheng Ming carried a wine jug and chanted loudly: "Qin and Wei, Fang is sluggish." Taxi and woman, Fang Bingxi. Female Guanhu? Shi said. And what about it? Outside of Wei, Xun is happy and happy. Weishi and the woman, Yiqi scorned each other, and gave them a spoonful of medicine ....... ”

All the warriors laughed and said, "It's clear that I miss a woman." ”

Cheng Ming sighed, he was originally a Zheng person, and he had been wandering outside for many years, and what he was thinking about in his heart was still the person who was in Shuiyi.

In Zheng Guo, the first day of the third month of the lunar calendar is the time for men and women to gather.

In the spring of March, the earth warmed up, the sun was shining, and flowers were everywhere, he and she gathered on the banks of Qinshui and Weishui to pray for a happy marriage. Holding herbs in their hands, they walked through the bustling crowd, feeling the breath of spring and enjoying the sweetness of love. They laughed at each other as they walked and gave each other peonies to make a relationship. But a catastrophe happened, Lao Yan flew apart, Yiren was married, and he was also exiled to other places.

Cheng Ming was drunk, chanting in a low voice to tell about the past love situation, Sanchun listened to it inexplicably sour, and a scene appeared in front of him:

It is also a good season when the sun is shining and flowers are everywhere, she and a man in white are walking hand in hand by the river, the breeze blowing on her cheeks, very comfortable. He looked at her with a smile and asked her what she wanted to do the most, and she reached out and pointed to the river, "Eat fish." ”

Later, I don't remember whether the fish was eaten or not, but I vaguely remembered that the water was very large, and there was a person jumping into the river who looked ridiculous.

But the things in this memory were so vague that even the appearance of the man in white could not be recognized.

About to feel something, she stood up with a little bit of wine, "There is no song or dance, and there is no fun, I am willing to help the wine when I dance." As he spoke, he jumped into the middle of the restaurant without waiting for others' consent.

At this time, she was like a soul, dancing beautifully, bending her arms and swinging in the wind. She tapped the floor with her toes, and the crisp rhythm sounded, and the sound was leisurely, with a soul-piercing crispness, sometimes hurried, sometimes soothing, like raindrops falling on bronze vessels.

Her body seems to be soft and boneless, and it is fierce and powerful, with the softness and charm of a woman, and the free and easy demeanor of a man, spinning, jumping, flying, falling, graceful, flying and flamboyant to the extreme.

This is not the first time Qing has seen her dance, but it is different from the lame rat-like dance steps on weekdays, it is like a different person.

With her long eyebrows, wonderful eyes, fingers, and waist, with her small dance steps, and the loud tapping sounds, she moved slowly like a light cloud, and turned like a whirlwind, and danced the tender affection of the young man and woman in the verse, and the joys and sorrows of the poem.

Accompanied by her dancing, Cheng Ming's singing voice also rose, "Qin and Wei, Fang is sluggish." Taxi and woman, Fang Bingxi. Female Guanhu? Shi said. And what about it? Outside of Wei, Xun is happy and happy. Weishi and the woman, Yiqi scorned each other, and gave them a spoonful of medicine......"

Sanchun danced faster and faster, as if a small whirlwind hung in front of her, suddenly she slid under her feet, her hands rose with it, her shoulders moved, her waist was twisted, her body was like a soft willow with the wind, and when her arms were raised above her head, she pulled out the hairpin, and her black hair fell down......

For a while, the whole building was shocked, and almost all the guests were staring at the figure in the center of the restaurant.

The white skin looks like an egg membrane that can be blown and broken, and it looks more charming under the illumination of candlelight, the long and dense eyelashes are like two small brushes, gently sweeping the skin with breathing, the black jade-like eyes exude a thick warmth, and the lips that bloom like cherry blossoms outline a half-moon-shaped arc, gentle as flowing water, and the beauty is shocking.

People are in a trance, as if they see Chang'e in the moon, the goddess in the flowers......

Qing subconsciously ran over, took off her shirt and covered her head tightly. Cursed in her heart, this dead girl doesn't know her gender, she dares to dance in public, and she dances so enchantingly and beautifully, even her hair is scattered, this ...... Isn't this a thief's concern?