Chapter 102

Brocade robes, delicacies, and elixir and jade liquid, that is the standard configuration in the Linshui Pavilion, Wang Yang can only gnaw on the cooking cake and drink the broth viciously.

And finally, the direction of Linshui Pavilion became noisy, and then the voice of long live was heard, and the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty had arrived.

Wang Yang stretched out his head to see what Song Zhezong, who had been buried in the coffin for thousands of years and had already turned into white bones, looked like when he was born, but unfortunately the ship was too far away after all, and he couldn't see it clearly at all, so he could only faintly look at a figure of Huang Xunxun who seemed to have walked into the Linshui Pavilion.

At this time, I saw a light boat speeding towards this side, and then the boat belonging to the priest's workshop approached the floating stage, the music gradually rose, and the Mid-Autumn Festival feast officially began.

Jiaosifang is worthy of being a professional place, the opening dance, is indeed very pleasing to the eye, and the scene is very grand, compared to those who can only stand far away on the poolside of the Jinming Pond to enjoy the tourists, Wang Yang and others are much closer to the stage, but in order not to interfere with the sight of the visitors and the Son of Heaven and the civil and military officials and envoys of various countries in the Linshui Pavilion, so their boats can only stop on one side of the stage.

The priest performed three performances first, and when the third program was reached, another boat full of girls waiting to perform arrived at the edge of the stage.

This was the time of the Bianhe Festival that day, and the dance won the first place Han Xiangxuan, but although their dance was indeed quite good and the level was first-class, compared with the sect priest, it was only between the best.

But it still received bursts of applause from the side of Jinming Pond, and after the three programs of Han Xiangxuan were over, a eunuch walked to the position of the most telling stage, and announced the oracle of the Son of Heaven with a voice and rewarded Han Xiangxuan with fifty horses of silk and a thousand dollars.

I was happy that Han Xiangxuan, who had finished the performance, was on the stage up and down, and bowed to the Son of Heaven in the direction of Linshui Pavilion.

After that, the priest took advantage of Han Xiangxuan's retreat and appeared again, and at this time, another ship was beckoned over and leaned in the direction of the stage.

However, it is still not Yihong Mansion, according to the previous order, Yihong Mansion, who has never had experience in performing in the royal garden, is ranked last, but even so, the originally relaxed girls are already nervous at the moment, and even the most angry Yunyan girl will pick up the pipa for a while, and put it down for a while, very restless.

However, at this time, Wang Yang didn't have much to do, at most, to say some naughty words to let everyone have fun and relax.

After the end of the three programs, the Jiao Si Fang came out again to walk around the field, and finally rushed to the boat in front of Yihong Building, and then felt a slight shock from the hull of the ship, and began to slowly lean towards the stage about a hundred steps away.

Finally, it was our turn, and at this moment, this anxious and relieved thought floated in everyone's hearts.

"Miss Yunyan, this formation, it's up to you......" Wang Yang walked up to Miss Yunyan, saluted her, and said solemnly.

"Please also ask Xi to rest assured, the slave family will not let you down, let the sisters of Yihong Mansion down." Yunyan girl is a veteran after all, and the previous hesitation and apprehension have been hidden when she comes on the stage, and she looks so graceful at this moment.

Watching the Yunyan girl with the fluttering skirt on stage, Wang Yang's eyebrows were tightened, his eyes were focused, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath. "Yiyi girl, please be serious, don't always take advantage of me, okay?"

"The slave family is nervous, who wants to take advantage of you." was so nervous that she subconsciously tugged at Wang Yang's clothes, but Liu Yiyi, who accidentally grabbed Wang Yang's waist and eyes, couldn't help but blush, and quickly let go, but the next moment she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and continue to pull.

With the sound of the music, the crisp and penetrating sound of the pipa began to sound on the Jinming Pond, and the beautiful and extremely emotional voice of the Yunyan girl began to interpret the song "Dream Order" that had won a full house at the Bianhe Festival.

Although the stage was a little bigger, and the Yunyan girl was a little nervous, but after singing the opening bar, she gradually regained her stability, and her beautiful singing voice began to echo on the golden pool.

And in the temporary water pavilion, those civil and military officials all shook their heads, their faces were intoxicated, and Zhao Xu, the son of heaven who was on the main throne, couldn't help but bow slightly, it seems that what the younger brother said is really right, this poem is indeed quite subtle and unique, no wonder it can get the first place in the Bianhe Festival.

As for the envoys of those countries, one or two of the envoys who were proficient in Sinology were even more fascinated, and as for some envoys of the Fan State who did not understand the text, they were staring at the beads, trying to see how the girl on the stage looked.

After singing the song, there were suddenly cheers and enthusiastic applause around Jin Mingchi, and the applause and cheers in the Linshui Pavilion also made Wang Yang breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, at least Miss Yunyan withstood the pressure and did not smash the performance.

"Did the girls see it, now Miss Yunyan has made a good start for us, I hope you can be like Miss Yunyan, be brave, don't embarrass our Yihong Building." Above! After Wang Yang finished mobilizing before the war, he waved his big hand, and then began to carry his set of drums on the stage with another pure master.

Because of the wonderful performance of the previous Yunyan girl, the girls are full of confidence at the moment, and with the sound of Wang Yang's drums, this music with a strange style but a very rhythmic rhythm really made the audience present can't help but shine.

At this moment, Duan Wang Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the banquet, was intoxicated, and his hand was gently patting his thigh to the beat.

"Hey, it's such a weird rhythm, but it doesn't lose its taste, whose handwriting is this?"

"Are you asking this song "East Wind Breaking"? This is not the handiwork of everyone, but the hand of a young teacher in the Nayi Red Mansion......"

At this moment, there are whispered discussions in the Linshui Pavilion one after another, but most of the topics are just to express appreciation for this music with a strange style. Even the young man who was so high above couldn't help but gently swing his head to the beat of the music.

I don't know when it started, the applause of the beat came from the side of the Jinming Pond, and gradually the applause became more and more, and the expressions of the girls who were performing on the stage became more and more relaxed, and finally, after the end of the song, the Jinmingchi once again became a sea of joy.

Wang Yang also breathed a sigh of air, at least the effect of these two shows is not inferior to the performances of the two pavilion girls who came on stage before, and next, we have to watch the performances of the twenty-four.

Before the last show began, all the torches around the stage were gradually extinguished, which made people stunned. The Son of Heaven also raised his eyebrows curiously, and seeing the expression of the Son of Heaven like this, the official of the Ministry of Rites who was in charge of the sect workshop hurriedly stepped forward to explain to the Son of Heaven that this was the need for dance.

"It's so mysterious, I hope I won't be disappointed." A minister, dressed in official uniform, sat down peacefully and raised his eyebrows disdainfully, and whispered to his companion beside him.

At this time, all of a sudden, the torches in front of the stage were lit one by one, and then, everyone in the Linshui Pavilion in front of the stage couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

Because at this moment, on the stage, only one can be seen, only a picturesque, partial and solemn woman, with her eyes closed and her eyes down, just like the image on the murals of those temples......

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