Chapter 167: Gorgeous Turn
In the Baohe Palace, there was a singing and dancing in the field. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
It's just that after watching the rain prayer dance, it's hard to be amazing at this time.
The prince sat on the upper seat at this time, looking at the patriarch of southern Xinjiang and the girl dancing for rain, only to see her sitting firmly beside the patriarch of southern Xinjiang, her eyes did not squint, and her eyebrows were cold, as if everyone in the field had nothing to do with her.
Fu Jiashan is also there, not only Fu Jiashan, but also people in the clan, and many ministers in the court.
The prince's expression was clearly seen by others.
These people had all watched the rain prayer dance in the afternoon, and they were naturally amazed by the girl, but the prince's expression now seemed to be looking at the things in the bag, and the others didn't think about it in their hearts.
Fu Jiashan drank glass after glass of wine, if the eye knife could kill, he was afraid that the woman sitting opposite would already have a lot of holes on her body.
The girl didn't realize it, whether it was the prince's gaze or Fu Jiashan's gaze, it was as if they didn't exist.
Everyone in the audience knew what the prince meant, so someone stood up and said: "Sure enough, Miao Jiang's technique of praying for rain is magical, which is an eye-opener for Weichen." ”
After hearing this, the prince also nodded, and then said: "This palace is also the first time to see such a unique sacrifice, so for me to get wind and rain, should be rewarded!" ”
The prince Zhou Su said with a bold spirit, especially the minister sitting below, and immediately joked: "How can the prince reward the elders of the Southern Xinjiang clan?" This is the solution to the urgent need of our dynasty. ”
The prince's mind is clear to them, saying this will only make him happier, only to see the prince happily drank the wine in the cup, and then said: "In this way, the old Feng clan is the king of southern Xinjiang, and he is favored by the imperial court, how about staying in Beijing as an official?" ”
The meaning of the prince is very obvious, the patriarch of such a small tribe directly opened his mouth and crowned the king, and he still left people in the capital, and anyone can understand it.
Now the old emperor exists in name only, saying that he is sick, but in fact, since the first prince was beaten two years ago, the ministers have not seen the old emperor. Several ministers of the cabinet also met in the Ganlu Hall through the light veil, but no matter what the old emperor ordered, they were all done by Yun Guifei, and they did not meet in person.
The prince said that he was crowned king, but it was actually a holy decree.
As soon as the prince's words fell, the people below all congratulated: "Congratulations to the king of southern Xinjiang, congratulations to the king of southern Xinjiang, staying in Beijing as an official like this is a blessing for the people of my dynasty." ”
I saw the patriarch of Nanjiang stand up, salute and say: "It's not that I am not given by the prince, but there are rules in my clan, and as the patriarch, I have to stay in the tribe. Moreover, this prayer for rain is not my work, but the work of the little girl. ”
After the patriarch of Southern Xinjiang finished speaking, the prince looked at the girl sitting beside him with interest.
People are amazed by the girl, but the credit for praying for rain is attributed to the old man, and then when I heard the old man say this, I remembered that the girl was on the altar, her arms were stretched, and the wind word shouted out seemed to be calling for wind and rain.
I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart, and looked at the girl solemnly.
I saw that the girl's expression had not changed, as faint as before.
The prince looked at it for a while, and then looked at the patriarch of Southern Xinjiang with a smile: "Don't be humble as the king of Southern Xinjiang, you deserve this throne, even if you can't stay in the capital, you are also a well-deserved king of Southern Xinjiang." After the prince finished speaking, he looked at the girl meaningfully, and then said: "As for the prince's beloved daughter, this palace has another reward." ”
Fu Jiashan, who was sitting on the side, looked at the prince's smile very dazzlingly, especially the woman opposite with a look that the sky had fallen and had nothing to do with me, Fu Jiashan's fire was once again vigorous, and the breath in his chest could torture him to death.
I knew this, what did I hesitate to do at the beginning, but I got her body directly, and when I received it by my side, what else could she do.
At that time, I was afraid that she would be stubborn, and I was afraid that she would miss her old love, so I wanted her to see clearly that in Wei Heng's heart, between power and her, what Wei Heng chose also made her die.
It's just that now she is dead, but she has turned over so many waves!
Fu Jiashan regretted his intestines.
This is the first time in my life that I have made such a mistake.
In this life, the repeated setbacks are all because of the woman in front of me!
But she didn't even look at him at this time!
When the girl heard the prince say that there was another reward, she raised her eyebrows quietly, and then looked sideways at the prince, and said lightly: "It is my duty to pray for rain and blessings, and I don't deserve the prince's reward." ”
After the girl finished speaking, the patriarch who was sitting next to her and had just been crowned the king of southern Xinjiang explained: "The prince doesn't know, the little girl has been gifted since birth, and she is a holy daughter set by the sorcerer in the clan, and she undertakes the mission of enlightening the heavens and the earth, and this sacrifice is her duty. ”
Everyone was stunned when they heard what the king of Nanjiang said about the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang, they knew very little about Miaojiang, so they naturally didn't know what the Holy Maiden was about.
Fu Jiashan raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
He has been in Shu all the year round, and he knows more about Miao Jiang than everyone here, and he listened to the prince ask: "Oh, it turned out to be the holy daughter of the clan, can the king of Nanjiang tell the palace?" ”
The king of Nanjiang didn't seem to expect that the prince didn't know, and when he was thinking about the vocabulary and how to say it, he heard Fu Jiashan say:
"Your Highness, the minister has been in Shu for a long time, and knows some of the customs of Miaojiang, and this Miaojiang saintess will produce one in sixty years to undertake the inheritance of the leader of the Miaojiang wizards. You can't marry and have children in your life, and you will keep your virgin body until the next saint is born, the king of southern Xinjiang, am I right? ”
After Fu Jiashan finished speaking, he looked at the king of southern Xinjiang, only to see that the king of southern Xinjiang nodded and did not deny it.
The prince's face froze for a moment, what Fu Jiashan said, he didn't know that the so-called virgin body meant that his previous plans were useless, no matter how beautiful this woman was, no matter how stunning she was, she couldn't be blasphemed.
The prince was a little frustrated, and at this time, the ministers present also reacted to what was going on, listening to Fu Jiashan talking about his virgin body, thinking that Fu Jiashan said it in front of the girl, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
I saw the girl sitting upright, without any embarrassment or shyness at all, as if she was not talking about her.
At this time, people thought in their hearts that maybe she was really a destined saint as the king of Nanjiang said, and the love between men and women in the world had nothing to do with her.
The prince's face was not good-looking, everyone could see that no one present spoke.
The prince looked at the girl for a while, maybe he had drunk too much, and at this time he was a little smoky, and all he thought of was her dancing on the high platform, the pair of jade feet tied with bells, the pair of slender hands dyed with Kodan, opening her arms, calling for wind and rain. And the way she jumped off the high platform and knelt down and said God bless me.
The prince felt that in such a comparison, the women in his palace seemed to have become vulgar fans, and they could no longer be seen.
(To be continued.) )