Cen Meng proposed that when his aunt wanted to perform a knife dance for Yang Chengzu, Shen Xiyi tried to stop him. But Yang Chengzu said with a smile: "It's rare that Cen Tusi is enthusiastic, and it's not easy for the official to refuse, just to see what is so outstanding about the beauties of Guangxi." Please. ”

With three heavy high-fives, then a dozen shirtless men beat huge cowhide drums and beat heavy and loud drums. More than 20 young women, dressed in blue right-sided jacquard blouses and blue pleated skirts, entered from outside the tent and danced in a circle.

Although they can't see their facial features with masks on their faces, they are graceful and not as conservative as the Central Plains women, and they don't mind showing their pink arms and legs. The snow-white skin alone made the men's eyes attracted to the past, and they were all barefoot, and during the dance, they did not mind exposing their slender feet, which was a first-class enjoyment for the men of the Ming Dynasty. Although they were holding a long card and a single knife in their hands, no one thought they would be in any danger, and several leaders also pointed at the girls with smiles and whispered about something.

Those women's dances belong to the nature of war dances, which are not only like dances, but also like sword and card formations, practicing tearing and killing. Cen Meng looked at the dancer in the middle, the only woman without a mask, staring at her equally exposed skin and full breasts, with a hint of greed in his eyes. The fists were clenched, as if they were expecting something, and as if they were urging something.

The women danced for a while, and the tune of the drum changed, and a woman's beautiful voice sounded in the array, as if she was singing some kind of mountain song tune. These female soldiers stood or squatted, piled up the long cards in their hands into a fortress, and then spread out layer by layer like a flower, and a young girl dressed as beautiful as a peacock slowly stood up in the middle of the crowd, and as she shook her body, the ornaments on her body made a crisp collision sound.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, no frightening ghost face on her face, and her facial features exposed. Bright eyes and bright eyebrows are picturesque, the skin on the face is white and tender, the head is wrapped with a five-color flower scarf, the ears are with a pair of silver earrings, and there are a few small ornaments below, as long as it moves, it will make a sound.

Around her neck, a silver collar was shining, and she threw a long knife and shield to the ground, holding her hands under her chin, making a flower-blooming appearance. The round eyes were black and white, and he smiled sweetly at Yang Chengzu. Then he began to sing.

She sang in the local dialect, and Yang Chengzu couldn't understand it, but this woman's voice was sweet, like a lark, but he couldn't help but applaud again and again. secretly thinking to himself, there are really few people in his troupe who have such good voices.

The woman also seemed to understand that he didn't understand the content, and playfully stuck out her tongue. It was sung in Chinese, but it was not a minor tune of a mountain song, but a kind of question and answer. Asked about his name, his origin, and whether he worked hard, and why he had to deceive people when he came.

If this kind of thing is asked by a toast head, it is suspected of deliberate provocation, but from the mouth of such a beautiful girl, it is only funny to ask in the tone of a mountain song. Shen Xiyi whispered:

"Her name is Cen Lian, and she is the youngest daughter of Cen Zhang, the governor of Shunzhou, and Cen Meng's aunt. This time, the imperial court flew to transfer troops, and Guishunzhou also sent a team of people, nominally led by her. She is young and ignorant, and she is as knowledgeable as her, so I let her go back. ”

Cen Lian seemed a little disappointed when she saw Yang Chengzu speak, and sang again to ask, but this time the tone was lower than the last time, and the tune was not as good as Fang Cai. Yang Chengzu didn't know much about the tune of these songs, but according to Cen Lian's tune, he could still sing them back. Raising the wine bowl and standing up, it was actually two people who asked and answered in duet.

He has a deep foundation in Peking Opera, even if he doesn't understand the rhythm of mountain songs, his singing is not unpleasant, and those girls from the building family heard the song of Qincha, and they all put down their swords and cards and danced around Cen Lian. Cen Meng was a little dumbfounded, the situation seemed to be very different from his design, coughed a few times, and the drum beat changed a few times, but no one paid attention to him. Cen Lian even crossed her hands on her hips and shouted something to the drummers, and then, even the drums stopped.

She turned her head again, with a smile on her face again, and then sang a duet with Yang Chengzu, who seemed to be very satisfied with this form, and the duet was endless. After a few times, Cen Lian walked up to Yang Chengzu with a smile, took out a snow-white handkerchief from her arms, blushed with a little face, and handed the handkerchief to Yang Chengzu.

Cen Meng's face was not very good when she appeared to sing, and finally couldn't help but slap the table, "Xiaolian, don't mess around, distinguished guest, not a descendant of our mountain, and don't understand our rules." Don't mess around, hurry back to your tent. ”

How do you know that Cen Lian is not afraid of him at all, she put her hands on her waist, and glared back like a proud little rooster, "My gift is for guests, not for you, what right do you have to yell at me?" You are the head of Tianzhou, do you still care about it? We are under the control of the political envoy of Guangxi in Shunzhou, and we can't even manage Si'en Mansion, I'm still afraid of you? You are my brother-in-law, not my father, so I am not afraid of you. ”

She is cute, and her voice is sweet, even if she quarrels, she is very cute, and most of Yang Chengzu's guards look at her and find it interesting. Only the sword and bow pretending to be a personal soldier looked at each other, as if they smelled some danger.

"Cen Tongzhi, Miss Cen Lian gave me a gift, can't I accept it? Or is this handkerchief too expensive for you to bear? Yang Chengzu took the handkerchief and saw that it was an ordinary silk handkerchief, with a water lily embroidered with red silk thread on it.

Whether it is the texture or the embroidery, it can only be described as mediocre. Whatever Yang Jili takes, it is probably worth several times more than it. After Cen Lian gave the handkerchief, although she was very imposing and confronted Cen Meng, she was still a little timid when she looked at Yang Chengzu's gaze, I don't know if the eldest girl was shy, or worried that he would not accept this thing.

Seeing Yang Chengzu solemnly put away the handkerchief, she breathed a sigh of relief. The eyes narrowed like two crescents, "Venerable angel, don't you lift this handkerchief too badly, or the embroidery is not good?" ”

Shen Xiyi smiled, "Miss Lian, don't get me wrong, Qincha is from Jingshi, and he doesn't understand the rules on our side, what does your handkerchief mean, he doesn't understand." However, Qin Cha will definitely not dislike the gift is not good, thousands of miles to send goose feathers, the gift is light and affectionate, even if it is a stitch and a thread, as long as it is a toast loyal to the Ming Dynasty, we will accept it, and we will definitely not dislike it. Brother Cen Meng, do you think that's the truth? ”

When Cen Meng heard him say this, his face softened, and he laughed: "That's right, Brother Shen can indeed speak." What Lian Mei sent was their loyalty to the imperial court in Shunzhou, and I, Cen Meng, also have loyalty. However, I don't have the skills of Sister Lian, so I can't get such a good handkerchief, but I have this life, and my knife, I will definitely kill a few more thieves to serve the court. Sister Lian, don't mess with the angels, sit down with your brother-in-law. ”