Chapter 192: Qionglin Banquet II
Everyone responded: "The Great Sheng Dynasty is prosperous!" ”
"Sit down! It's rare to be happy, everyone is free to order! ”
Although the saint said that everyone was casual, everyone still sat back in their seats in a proper manner. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info Everyone held their breath, and there was no sound at all in the Taihedian Square of Nuoda.
The saint raised a glass, saluted the Queen Mother, wished the Queen Mother a thousand years, and then the civil and military officials all raised their glasses to wish the Queen Mother a thousand years. After three rounds of drinking, everyone slowly relaxed, neighbors began to toast each other, and those who were interested in getting married or making friends began to talk.
Although Wei Guifei was grounded, after all, there were the Nine Emperor Princes and Princess Jinghe, and she also had her seat at the Qionglin banquet. She and the virtuous, virtuous, and concubines of Shu were ranked as saints and queen mothers, and they had been looking at the people they cared about off the scene.
When Wei Guifei saw Mo Fuma and walked towards the Marquis of Pingyang, her face changed slightly, and she made a look, and asked Fei Fu to report to King Jing. Fei Xu quietly came to King Jing's seat and whispered about it, and King Jing immediately got up and walked towards the seat of Pingyang Hou.
"Haojie,I heard that your eldest brother won another battle in the northwest,Go,Accompany this king to congratulate your father!" King Jing patted Zeng Haojie's shoulder,Walked with him,Pingyang Hou, who was talking to Mo Yuma。
"Pingyang Hou, brother-in-law, what are you talking about? So happy? King Jing said with a smile.
Pingyang Hou kept a straight face and did not smile, raised his glass and signaled to King Jing: "What Mo Juma said, Zeng did not dare to agree, and His Royal Highness King Jing also knew that Yan'er was rude and capricious, and it was not suitable for a big family. I'm going to find someone simpler, we can protect her, and she has the final say on good things. ”
Mo Juma is nearly forty years old, and he is still handsome and chic, otherwise he would not have married Princess Duanjing. He didn't care, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The female is not staying, staying here and staying is an enemy, since the children are willing, why should Pingyang Hou stick to the court?" ”
"Mo Juma doesn't need to say much, Zeng Mou didn't discipline his daughter, it's still okay!" Pingyang Hou brushed his sleeves away.
Zeng Haojie still doesn't know why,King Jing is a little relieved,Pingyang Hou disagrees,Then Zeng Ruoyan can't marry。 It's just that I didn't expect that Mo Zilan was quite powerful, and she could say that Mo Zilan would be able to move Mo to explore the wind! Could it be that the Pingguo Mansion still wants to marry the Marquis of Pingyang? Paving the way for the twelve?
And Wei Guifei and King Jing, who thought that they were acting quietly and secretly, had actually been all looked upon by the saints.
Shicai Long Wei has already come to report, saying that Wei Guifei is indeed interested in Zeng Ruoyan, the daughter of the Marquis of Pingyang, and the saint has to think about the deep meaning behind Wei Guifei's move. The Nine Emperors are handsome and chic, young and handsome and resolute, and they are all good in literature and martial arts. Don't ask to marry Zeng Ruoyan, who is rude with dancing knives and sticks?
Zeng Haoying is the best of the new generation of generals, and now replaces his father Pingyang Hou in charge of the northwest camp. The northwest terrain is precipitous, blocking the Xiongnu in the north, connecting Shu in the west, and connecting Guanzhong, which is the outer barrier of the capital, and the Nine Emperor Princes ask to marry his beloved sister, what do you want to do?
For Mo Zilan's marriage proposal, the saint has no doubts, he has long known that Mo Zilan has been fond of Zeng Ruoyan for a long time, and has pushed the marriage of many noble girls for her, many of whom are higher than Pingyang Hou, and they really like it, rather than having other plans.
In this way, it is better to fulfill the grandson, and it is time to beat King Jing again! The saint made up his mind, stroked his beard and showed a smiling face, and nodded frequently at the song and dance in the middle of the field.
After the song of "Qingping Tune" was completed, the people of the eunuch palace quickly put a three-foot square drum in the middle of the field. More than 20 large drums were erected next to it, and a group of dancing girls dressed in red and wearing red ribbons on their heads formed a circle and ran in with great momentum.
For a while, the audience was silent, and everyone was staring at the venue, only to see the dancers in red clothes and costumes, standing in front of the drums, holding red silk drumsticks, ready to go!
A dexterous white figure, turned on the center of the drum four feet above the ground, the front feet bent, the back feet straight, both hands holding a special small sword tied with a red ribbon, the face half covered only to reveal the smooth forehead, and the white ribbon was tied high, hanging down a bunch of green silk, as a horse-like standing drum.
"Woo" With a long horn sound, more than 20 drums sounded in unison, and the drums thundered for a while, and an impassioned song "Lanling King's Entrance Song" shocked the audience!
With the sound of the drums, the person in white uniform on the drum, holding a double sword, began to dance, her movements were dexterous, her moves were gorgeous, she danced like snow in the wind, and there was a hidden charm in her tenacity. The double swords are like butterflies flying in the wind, the red ribbons dance out of the red flowers, and the pure white flowing clouds and satin are set against the background of the candle flames, and the jade light turns dazzling.
Not to mention that the people on the drum are full of laughter, glamorous, snow-skinned bee waists, and the mountains on the chest are undulating between raising and kicking legs, the hips behind are graceful, and the boys who have a little poor concentration off the field are already full of lust and ugliness.
The femininity of a woman and the masculinity of dance are completely blended together, and the beauty is different and unique!
Zeng Haojie and others,Already stunned,And Mo Zilan also had to admit,Ye Rongrong's unexpected song of encouragement,It is indeed a good dance,Hooking the soul is exciting。
As for Zeng Ruoyan, she pouted disdainfully, just this kind of nondescript dancing, compared to the really soft and charming sister, it is far worse! It's just that one is just a superficial image, and the other is engraved into the bone.
Yang Zhaowu looked at Ye Rongrong with his eyes, but his mind had unconsciously flew to the night of Maitreya Temple, and after being drunk, he danced on the mountain rocks. She said that she can also dance on the drum, of course, not this kind of big drum, but an ordinary drum surface, and her heart beats, how graceful and beautiful will it be?
Thinking about it, Yang Zhaowu felt that his mouth was dry, and he had an inexplicable impulse, and he couldn't suppress the evil thoughts in his heart, so he had to quickly pour a few glasses in a row, and drink them with his head up, so that he felt more happy.
The Queen Mother has been observing Yang Zhaowu attentively, and seeing that he is also a little out of shape, she can't help but think proudly: Yang Zhaowu's concentration is nothing more than this, and he can't escape from Rongrong's palm!
The leaves on the drum melted, and with the more and more agitated drums, they entered the climax moment. She turned around and flew, the whole person danced so much that she couldn't splash water, looking at it from a distance, it was like fluttering white snow blooming, and faintly flashing red light, quite a bit of white snow and red plum artistic conception.
When the rotation is at its fastest, the drum beats abruptly stop, and the dancing figure also arches its waist to stop, drawing a perfect figure on the drum surface, which makes people unsatisfied.
The applause on the field was thunderous, and the applause continued, Ye Rongrong got up and made a pilgrimage, and said loudly: "The courtiers wish Dasheng a thousand years with this dance, and the border pass is peaceful!" ”
The saint Longyan Dayue said to Ye Rongrong with a smile: "Ye's Rongrong, good looks, filial piety and prudence, meritorious service to the Queen Mother, specially canonized as the Lord of Ruyi!" ”
"Thank you, Holy Lord! Hooray, hooray, hooray! Ye Rongrong knelt on the ground and kowtowed in thanks.
"Shengshang, Rongrong serves the mourning family to filial piety, she is a good child, and when she accompanies the mourning family for another two years, the saint will guide the door to a good marriage!" The Queen Mother saw that the saint was happy, and took the opportunity to say.
The saint smiled and said to the Queen Mother: "I saw the sword dance on the drum tonight, it is really ingenious and unique!" I still want to see the real swordsmanship, Zilan! ”
"The minister is here!" Mo Zilan got up, clenched her fists and shouted in response.
"You can use a set of swordsmanship to open the eyes of the Qing family!" The saint's eyes were blazing, staring at Mo Zilan.