Chapter 103

The torches are still lit one after another, accompanied by the peaceful chimes and chimes, the solemn vocals of the Buddha, the soft Jiangnan silk bamboo, the strengthened instrumental voices, the passionate symphonic allegro, and finally the slow Buddha sound humming to echo and begin.

The solemn woman slowly opened her eyes, with a compassionate face, soft eyes, and outstanding temperament. It instantly attracted everyone's attention, and everyone in the Linshui Pavilion couldn't help but be stunned to find that when the woman's hands wearing golden armor began to move softly. Behind Guanyin, countless beautiful arms suddenly appeared, like lotus flowers blooming, like microwave ripples, like heart petals blooming.

In an instant, whether it was in the Linshui Pavilion or by the Jinming Pond, there was an uproar, and everyone was stunned to see this change.

"Guanyin, thousand-armed Guanyin!" The Khitan envoy, who had been seated, stood up, widened his eyes, and shouted loudly in his not-so-proficient Bianliang dialect.

"What a wonderful appearance!" A minister who was fond of Buddhism couldn't help but have his eyes lit up, and he stood up, his eyes widening with all his might, trying to see the scene in front of him.

The woman who dances for the leader, her appearance is not stunning, but her kind of light and calm smile, almost like the statue of Guanyin in those temples, her eyes are pure and clear, as if she has seen through the world, and it seems that after experiencing the red dust and tasting the suffering of the world, she returns to simplicity and gets the true understanding of Buddhism.

Many civil and military ministers in the Linshui Pavilion got up one after another, and even the envoys of the Fan States also looked surprised one by one, and tried to move towards the side of the water.

Rao is the Son of Heaven Zhao Xu, who has always maintained the prestige of the Son of Heaven, couldn't help but stand up at this moment, looking at the shocking dance, the movements of the woman in the front who looked like Guanyin always seemed so soft and atmospheric, without losing the aura of Buddhism.

And the arms behind him are sometimes blooming like lotus flowers, sometimes hidden like nothing, which is unpredictable. Mo said that it was the audience, even the other two pavilions, and even the girls and teachers of the teaching workshop, who were also shocked by this dance.

At this moment, Wang Yang was standing in front of the stage, holding a torch in his hand and looking at the girls on the stage, as well as the four bigwigs, looking at this dance that was more perfect than the rehearsal, and a sense of pride and accomplishment arose.

Although there is no way to compare with the "Thousand Hands Guanyin" with lighting effects in later generations, in half a month, many movements still seem a little messy and uncoordinated, and even some separate dances have to be canceled because of the complexity of the personnel and the fact that they are not professional dancers. However, in this era, it is definitely enough to crush a considerable part of the classics.

At this moment, the previous uproar and shouting have completely disappeared, and only the dancing limbs on the stage have become the most dazzling existence of Jin Mingchi.

Even, Wang Yang saw that in some places, there were tourists who had already bowed deeply and bowed reverently in the direction of the stage.

It is a kind of heart to the Buddha with devotion, perhaps, these audiences, in a trance, feel that the thousand-armed Guanyin in the center of the stage is the Guanyin clone descending into the world.

"It's so beautiful, oh my God, this, it's just, it's like the real Guanyin Bodhisattva is coming to the world." The Khitan envoy who loved the Buddha in the whole country was in tears at the moment, looking at the thousand-armed Guanyin who was still dancing and changing, and muttered to himself there.

The rest of the people were also excited, watching this soul-stirring performance.

And when the music stopped and gradually stopped, the thousands of arms gradually became one, and the torches were gradually extinguished in turn, no one reacted.

It wasn't until the last torch was extinguished that he reacted, screaming, clapping, and bursting out of the noise in an instant, making people feel that it was even possible to overturn this golden pool.

Hearing such cheers, Wang Yang clenched his fists fiercely, but unfortunately now there are only two bigwigs who are fighting the fire with him, not Liu Yiyi or Master Li, otherwise he can hug to celebrate.

But Wang Yang still high-fived these brothers to celebrate, and at this moment, the girls of Yihong Mansion in the boat were already so excited that they didn't know what to do, and Master Li listened to the cheers and applause outside the boat, and he was also a little excited to himself.

In addition to being excited or excited, Liu Yiyi first hugged Master Li beside her, took a sip of incense on her pink and tender face, and then turned around and hugged Miss Yunyan and laughed.

At this moment, the ship has become a sea of joy, and in the waterfront pavilion, the ministers who were still chattering crookedly at the beginning have a shocked expression on their faces at this moment.

And after the Great Song Emperor also applauded with a smile on his face, he invited a eunuch to whisper in his ear.

After the fire on the stage was restored again, all the performing arts and artists of Yihong Mansion came to the stage, and the eunuch stood on the waterfront pavilion and announced the Son of Heaven's love for Yihong Mansion's "Guanyin with a Thousand Hands", and announced that he would appreciate 100 horses of silk and 10,000 dollars.

After thanking the girls, they retreated to the boat and gathered in the boat, and all the faces of everyone were full of joy of victory at this moment, and of course there were many tears of joy.

Looking at these crying and laughing women, the old driver Wang and the bigwigs all squatted on the bow of the boat to brag and fart, mainly after the last encounter, Wang Yang deeply understood that his teaching was really not suitable for these women to appear when they were emotional.

The last time their clothes were all in one vote, the emotional girls tore them into strips of cloth. This time, Wang Yang felt that his best result was to jump into the Jinming Pool with his bare ass.

The Mid-Autumn Festival feast is still continuing, and the Jiao Si Fang has once again become the protagonist of the stage, as for the building boat carrying Wang Yang and others, it is slowly approaching the dock on the shore at this moment.

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"Are you sure you want to go together?" Wang Yang looked at Liu Yiyi and Master Li who were standing in front of him with a headache, and said helplessly.

"Of course, now that the Mid-Autumn Festival feast is over, the girls are going back to Yihong Mansion, the slave family has nothing to do, and being idle is idle, besides, my sister is so young, of course I, as a sister, have to take care of her." Liu Yiyi said happily.

The Mid-Autumn Festival feast, the great success of Yihong Mansion is undoubted, and the burden in Liu Yiyi's heart has been lifted.

"That's right, master, the master is going to cheer you on, okay......" Master Li's use of the coquettish Dafa has become more and more perfect.

"Okay, let's go, but don't get separated from the two of you, don't think that Qionglin Yuan is full of scholars, it's all righteous gentlemen, tell you, those scholars are more shameless than hooligans, you know?" Wang Yang shook his head helplessly, but he still solemnly confessed again.

"Don't worry, master, even you and we can handle it, let alone ordinary readers?" Liu Yiyi learned the tone of Master Li, and smashed a bundle of autumn spinach at Wang Yang very charmingly, and Wang Dajun, who was dizzy, had a black line on his face. "The surname is Liu, what do you mean by that?"

"Of course, the slave family thinks that people like you, brother of the Wang family, must be more powerful than those hooligans who know the Four Books and the Five Classics." Liu Yiyi said with a smile, and Master Li beside her nodded very seriously. "Yes, yes, master, you're better than those guys."

"......" looked at these two women walking in front of him and frolicking, Wang Yang suddenly regretted a little, other people's companions were all enemies, but these two women kept sticking in their ribs and stabbing themselves and were still happy.

PS: I wish my dear book friends a happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival, love you, with your support, it is the motivation for the author's writing, and it is also the motivation for Wang Sifu to drive, Mo Da!