Chapter 272: Tearful Dance Steps
Seeing that everyone was almost drunk, Tong Cheng got up and said to Feng Jiutian: "Your Highness, the old minister asked people to prepare some singing and dancing jugglers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Your Highness is hard to come out for a day, how about being idle? ”
Feng Jiutian smiled slightly, "Very good!" ”
said that it was these folk juggling and frolicking, but everyone actually loved to watch it. But because it is a folk thing, it is a little unelegant.
But today, Prime Minister Tong specially arranged the acrobatics that these women love to watch. Seeing that Feng Jiutian did not object, Prime Minister Tong's eyes swept over Jiang Moyan, and then he whispered an order to the housekeeper behind him.
At this time, Jiang Moyan heard that there was a miscellaneous drama to watch, and his eyes were bright and shining. In the end, Jiang Moyan is still a woman, so she prefers to watch this kind of lively folk juggling than those complicated discussions about government affairs and sour poetry.
The first to play was the throwing of flying knives, and the thrilling scene made these courtiers who had never been on the battlefield, let alone seen the shadow of a sword, let alone let out a burst of exclamations.
Then there are the drill rings of fire, stepping on stilts, stacking stools, and so on. The exclamations of the people were stacked one after another, and the atmosphere was really warm to the extreme.
By the time the juggling was withdrawn, everyone had the word wonderful written on their faces.
"The Prime Minister's preparation for this show is really wonderful!"
"yes, yes, I haven't seen these performances in a few days, and it's good."
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Jiang Moyan laughed secretly in her heart, that is, her father's official position is high, and others will not say that he is shabby when he makes these things, but it has become ingenious. If an ordinary person had such a banquet, I am afraid that there would be ugly gossip the next day.
Prime Minister Tong doesn't care what others say. He looked sideways at Jiang Moyan beside him, his eyes were also full of sincere joy, and he smiled in his heart.
"Juggling is really intense. But to be relaxed, let's enjoy a song and dance next! ”
For men, singing and dancing and curling posture are their favorites, even if they are these sanctimonious hypocrites. So everyone is happy and happy with this proposal.
Soon, the hall resounded with the distant sound of the piano, and with the melody of the piano, a group of courtesans stretched out their arms and marched in. The colorful clothes, graceful body, and beautiful movements made a group of old or young, vulgar or ugly men quickly look straight. There is the fake Sven, and while holding the teacup in the block, he looks at the beautiful singers with the corner of his eyes.
The sound of the piano turned higher, and a tall beauty flashed out from behind the queue, covering her face with a light veil, wrapped around her waist, swaying with green beads on her head, and her black hair behind her waist. As soon as it came on the stage, it was a whirlwind of rotation, making the embroidered dress float high, accompanied by colorful silk, like a fairy descending to earth.
Jiang Moyan looked carefully, and saw that her big eyes were looking directly at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on the throne.
Isn't it, in front of everyone's eyes, so unscrupulously seduced?
The dancing girl spun down, her face was not red or breathless, and she was still described as light and graceful, which really had a bit of effort.
Jiang Moyan watched casually while drinking tea, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became. This person seems a little familiar! Even though she was veiled, only two large eyes were exposed.
But because of this, the look and affection in her eyes became more and more distinct. And vaguely, Jiang Moyan felt that the sparkle in his eyes seemed to be tears!
Why?
Jiang Moyan turned his head to look at Feng Jiutian, and saw that he was eating tea with his eyes down, but he didn't look at the dancing girl.
As if sensing Jiang Moyan's gaze, Feng Jiutian's lowered eyes suddenly raised and looked at her.
Jiang Moyan's inquiring eyes were caught, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed, and hurriedly turned his head and raised his cup to cover his face.
The sound of the piano in the room was stirred up again, accompanied by the sound of drums, and there was a faint aura of murder.
The dancers in the field are also moving faster and faster, and the accompanying dancers around her move with her steps, which really creates a melancholy atmosphere.
Jiang Moyan's gaze crossed over the dancers, and saw that the adults around him were staring at the arena with straight eyes, as if they were crazy.
Jiang Moyan was a little strange. If this dance is wonderful, it can be regarded as good, but it is not so obsessive, is it possible that I don't know the rhythm of the dance, and I can't hear the beauty of it? She looked left and right, and suddenly noticed that the people next to her were all staring at the scene of dementia.
She looked at Feng Jiutian in front of her again, although she didn't look as stupid as others, but her eyes were also heavy, and she seemed to be stuck in some kind of thought and couldn't extricate herself.
Jiang Moyan was shocked. She remembered in which book she had said before, it seemed that there was a kind of dance and music, which had the power of captivating people's souls. This woman danced, could it be this kind of magic dance?
Thinking about it like this, she became a little anxious. No, this woman's tricks can't be allowed to succeed, she wants to save everyone. But how? Knock this woman down?
When Jiang Moyan thought of this, his body had already stood up. Xu was in a hurry. The garment was poured into the wine cup, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.
Jiang Moyan was happy in his heart, yes, it seems that the way to crack the magic sound and demon dance is to smash the wine glass and destroy the atmosphere. It's really crooked.
She looked out, and sure enough, all the people who had just been in their trances came back to their senses and looked at her.
The singing and dancing in the arena was also forced to stop, and everyone looked at Jiang Moyan, who suddenly stood up.
They all seem to be asking: what's wrong?
What's wrong? You have fallen for evil. Jiang Moyan's words came to her lips, but when she saw Feng Jiutian's inquiring gaze, her words were held in her throat and she couldn't spit them out.
It's just someone else, if Feng Jiutian was really charmed just now, then he couldn't be this kind of inquiring gaze now. Could it be? Don't? Mistaken?
Jiang Moyan's face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed to say to everyone: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to lose my temper." Everybody go on, go on! ”
Go on? Such a good song and dance was interrupted, how can it continue? But today everyone is here to congratulate this person, it's too late to stammer, who dares to offend her? So after a period of modesty and politeness, everyone became lively again.
And the dancer who was interrupted stared at Jiang Moyan with grief and anger in her eyes.
Ruined, all ruined by her. It's obviously such a good atmosphere, it's such a good dance, it's such a good opportunity. She gave up her dignity and the rare opportunity she found with pride, and she was ruined like this.
She unwillingly took off her veil and revealed her true face.
There was no sound in the room in an instant, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the beauties in the field in a daze.
Which pillar of the team is this? It's just beautiful!
Not only beautiful, but also elegant and elegant like everyone's ladies!
In the exclamation, only two people did not sigh, but were shocked.
She, why is she here?