Everyone in the hall exclaimed, and everyone looked up at the beautiful woman standing like a flower branch in the gold plate. A wisp of whimpering flute sounded faintly, as if it came from a deep valley far away, and when you listened carefully, it seemed to be nothing.

On the gold plate, Zangjiao danced slowly with the sound of the distant flute, stretched her arms and pulled the pearl luster ribbon between her sleeves fluttering leisurely, and her waist was soft as boneless, gently turning and twisting.

Gently moving, skillfully whirling, the wide skirt raised a hazy faint blue silk yarn, emerging silver and blue lotus, pearlescent light and blue reflect each other, straight like a chaotic flower gradually approaching the charming eye.

Mo Lanyi turned his head sideways and concentrated on playing the jade flute, the clear sound gradually rose up and swirled around the beams, and Zangjiao also followed the music with the small lotus feet to hold the center of the golden plate and rotate his waist, and suddenly sang like a warbler singing at the beginning of the year:

"Fei Yan Xi ~ Fei Yan Xi ~ Shuangshuang with Xi mouth mud ~~~~

Gong Shen painted Liang Biliu Chang ~ Light shirt and green feathers looked at each other ~~ With my green Luo dress ~~~

Chu Nanxi ~ Chu Nanxi ~ Zhaozhao Great Country He Yangyang ~~~~~

The Son of Heaven Huayi Town Dynasty ~ The towering emperor who can block ~~~ The four seas are pitched ~~~~

The singing voice is clear and pure, like the sound of heaven, the aftermath is far away, the hall is melodious, everyone looks up at the people singing and dancing on the gold plate, in a trance, the eyes seem to be a white lotus swaying and blooming in the fog, flying skirt like lotus leaves, holding up the jade stamen in the flower like a dream.

The sound of the flute suddenly increased again, like gold and jade striking each other, clear and high, endless, wave after wave of rolling attack. The delicate green silk in the square inch of the gold plate is flying like ink, and the slender hands are changing like butterflies.

Round after round of the same spinning and flying, the blue shadow shook the clothes and fluttered and splashed the clear light. But I don't see the vigorous and brave posture, only the bright and beautiful, and the dust is out of the world, and the softness is extremely graceful.

In the palace, regardless of the king's subordinates, the palace guards all held their breath and stared at the dancing figure of Zangjiao, but they were afraid that a trace of sound would alarm the people in the high gold plate who came like Ling Bo treading waves.

Turut tilted his head with his mouth wide open, letting the wine in his hand wet the front of his beard, and the eyes of the deputy envoy with gloomy eyes showed a thick look of greedy admiration, staring at the hidden Jiao in the white mist and blue shadow for a moment.

Concubine Shu, Yan Qiaoyue and the others were already pale and silent. Lan Zhaoyi and the concubines who were sitting behind the veil looked discouraged, jealous, and resentful, and their expressions were constantly changing, only Fang Wanyi smiled and watched the Tibetan Jiao dance, full of appreciation and relief.

Under the shadow of the red candle, Du Shaoheng stood still, looking at the hidden Jiao in the gold plate like Luo Shen Lingbo Feiyan in the wind, the red halo on Yingwu's face loomed, he stared down at the ground, and couldn't help but raise it quietly, and his hands suddenly clenched his fists and let go.

Zhao Jing was resting crookedly on the jade couch, and he didn't know when he had sat up straight, his eyes were burning like starlight under his long eyebrows, and he unconsciously chanted in his mouth, "A dance is a city, and then a dance is a country, rather than knowing the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman." ”

The night is getting deeper, and the feast is long. The sound of the flute is low, the aftersound is stopped, and it lingers around the beam for three days.

Mo Lanyi sat down with a smile on the flute, looking at the Tibetan Jiao light yarn from a distance, and the small golden lotus stood on the side of the golden plate like a crescent moon.

Just when the night breeze blows into the temple, the curtains are swaying and the candles are extinguished, and the figures on the plate are trembling like flowers and branches in the wind, and the clothes are fluttering and fluttering. Yougong people couldn't help but exclaim: "The talented person wants to fly away from Ling Feng~"

Zhao Jing got up suddenly, and his slender body took three steps and two steps down the jade steps to the bronze man and stretched out his arms: "Jiaojiao, jump down, I will follow you." ”

Zang Jiao's bright eyes looked at Zhao Jing, who was anxious, and smiled affectionately, and gently jumped off the gold plate and landed in Zhao Jing's arms. The faces of the concubines in the hall were as pale as dirt, and everyone in the hall was full of envy.

Zangjiao shyly snuggled in the crook of Zhao Jing's powerful arm, looking at Zhao Jing's gentle eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, revealing a small pear vortex. Gently took out of Zhao Jing's arms, took a slight step back and bent down to Wanfu: "The concubine is ugly, and the official family forgives the sin." ”

"Jiaojiao dances very well, what a crime. Come, go up to the temple and sit with me. Zhao Jing looked at the slight sweat oozing from her forehead, took out a bright yellow silk handkerchief from her arms and wiped it with her, took Zangjiao's hand and slowly walked back to the hall, and sat down on the green jade couch.

Mu Sha jumped up from the seat, raised the jade cup in his hand and said loudly: "This beauty, your appearance is like a lotus flower on a snowy mountain, and your dancing posture is like a fairy in the Moon Palace. I've lost, so please join me for a glass of wine. ”

The saliva on the corner of Turut's mouth has not been wiped off, and he grinned and raised his glass and laughed: "We Baishan people have always admired heroes and people who are truly capable. Since the lord of Musa has admitted defeat, I also salute the emperor, such a beauty is rare in life, and the emperor is really blessed! ”

Zhao Jing was in a good mood, and his handsome face was radiant. The sleeves of his robe were raised, and the golden bottle in front of him smiled loudly: "The lord of Musa and the envoy are really honest people, and the talented people of my generation accept your respect. ”

The deputy envoy suddenly spoke gloomily: "The emperor is rich all over the world, but compared with my Baishan Emperor, he seems a little stingy. Everyone looked at the gloomy man in astonishment, not knowing what he meant.

Zhao Jing turned his gaze to him, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he asked in a clear voice: "I don't know what your envoy means, is it because my wine banquet makes you dissatisfied?" "No, His Majesty the Emperor's palace is resplendent in gold, and the banquet is rich in wine, but the emperor is too stingy with the women around him." The envoy looked deeply at Zangjiao and said:

"I heard that there is a saying in Chu Nan that the sword is given to the hero, and the pink is given to the beauty. It means that great warriors should wear the best weapons. And a beautiful girl must have the best fat powder.

This beauty who sings and dances so well is only a low-level concubine in the emperor's palace, not even a concubine. If in my Baishan country, such a beauty should be welcomed into the luxurious golden tent and crowned as the emperor's concubine. ”

Lord Musha flashed his eyes and nodded in agreement: "Yes, what our deputy envoy said is very right, if such a beauty is in our White Mountain Country, she will definitely not be ignored."

Moreover, this beautiful girl has green eyebrows and eyes, and she still looks like a virgin, and she has not yet been favored by the emperor. If His Majesty the Emperor doesn't like her, why should he snub such a beauty? ”

Turut said loudly: "If His Majesty the Emperor does not like her, then it is better to make her a princess and marry the emperor of our Baishan Kingdom, I think our emperor will be very happy, maybe we will not have to fight each other, and from now on we will become friendly states." ”

Zhao Jing's face gradually became gloomy, and he looked at Turut and the others with a cold expression between his eyebrows.

Wu Yuanshan furrowed his thick eyebrows and rebuked loudly: "Presumptuous! The harem is the wife and concubine of the saint regardless of position. How dare you openly ask for it with nonsense, can your country give away your wives and concubines at will? ”

Song Hao touched his beard and his eyes turned around, and he pretended to mutter: "If you have not been fortunate by Your Majesty, you will not be considered Your Majesty's wife and concubine." If what the noble envoy said counts, it is not that there are no examples of marrying palace people and relatives in the old days.

If the friendship of in-laws can be used to avoid the disaster of the people of the two countries, it is not a good thing. In ancient times, there was a precedent for concubines to marry and fan, and it was a good thing for a mere woman to make this contribution. ”

Concubine Shu was already restless on the couch, listening to Song Hao's words, and said in a coquettish voice: "What Song Shangshu said is not unreasonable, the talented people have always been sick and have never served the official family. If the Baishan Kingdom is given to avoid the military disasters of the two countries and live in harmony for a long time, the official family will not be reluctant to come. ”