Helian Yingche's words were very lighthearted, as if everything could not be difficult for the good people.

At this time, Gongliang couldn't guess whether Helian Yingche asked her to perform at a night banquet was whether it was praise or praise, praise or depreciation.

The saint opened his mouth, and the courtiers present were all looking lively. Gongliang couldn't shirk it, and there was no way but to accept the order and perform on stage.

Because it was in the main hall, it was impossible to ride a horse and beat the drum at the same time, so Gongliang had to temporarily change the way to omit the content of horse riding, and only use the simplest feather silk to beat the drum.

Everyone felt that Gongliang'er's performance lacked the skills of vertical and horizontal horses, and it also lacked the finishing touch of the whole performance, and the difficulty would be reduced a lot. So much so that many of the ministers who were born as military generals here thought that the feather silk drumming that Gongliang was going to perform was nothing more than a superficial showcase, and a small skill of carving insects that was not worth taking. Therefore, disdainful, the eyes of the gods are contemptuous.

And Helian Fuling and others, who had seen Gongliang Jie'er's performance in the camp examination before, had already focused their expected eyes on the stage, and they all silently hoped that Gongliang Jie'er could reproduce the amazing skills of the day, which shocked the four.

Helian Yingche reclined on the throne of the dragon chair, and there was no expression in his eyes.

I saw Gongliang Zhu'er silently take a deep breath, and when he came to the center of the stage, the eunuchs in the palace had already set up the eight-sided red drum on the stage, and according to Gongliang Jie'er's instructions, he placed a Taiji drum that could only stand one person in the center of the eight-sided red drum. Gongliang is holding a big red feather silk in his hand, wearing a red dress with wide sleeves and pulling the ground, and he is heroic. Seeing that I don't know when, Gongliang changed the white complexion on his face to red. The whole person stood on the stage like a fire phoenix reborn in the flames, and he was amazed.

Although the courtiers couldn't see Gongliang'er's face clearly, at this moment, Gongliang'er, who was standing in the center of the stage, showed a unique and powerful aura. But when I saw Gongliang'er's eyes, they were as bright as paint, and as bright as stars. Heroic and upright, sonorous.

Together with his daughter, Helian Fuling, who was also dressed as a man, was stunned, and sighed to himself: "What a handsome and extraordinary handsome boy! ”

Everyone was engrossed in the stage.

The musicians on the side of the palace didn't know about the dance music created by Gongliang Jie'er, so they simply followed Gongliang's requirements and were idle.

On the quiet hall, Gongliang was not in a hurry, and first performed a dance in front of the Tai Chi drum. 's graceful figure and rigid and soft dancing posture made everyone on the stage stupid for a while, and the red-clothed dancer in the center of the stage was a man or a daughter.

But anyone who practices martial arts can see that this dance performed by Gongliang Zhu'er in front of the Tai Chi drum is a combination of tough martial arts and soft dance, fused together, and achieved an ingenious balance of rigidity and softness. Just like the Tai Chi drum placed in the center of the stage, yin and yang are mutually beneficial, and the two instruments are born together, just right.

Just as everyone was gradually attracted by Gongliang Jie'er's dance, Gongliang Jie'er tapped his toes lightly, like a dragonfly dotting water, and jumped to the Tai Chi drum in the center of the stage.

Gongliang Jie'er's light posture fell on the Tai Chi drum, but there was no drum sound, and everyone knew that Gongliang Jie'er's light skills were based.

Gongliang stands on top of the Tai Chi drum, shaking his arms and throwing his sleeves, like a red butterfly flapping its wings, showing the gorgeous beauty in the movement. But seeing the red feather silk in Gongliang's sleeve, he snatched out his sleeve and went straight to the north and south pairs of red drums like a broken bamboo. The red feather silk is soft, but in Gongliang'er's hands, it is like two long whips, hitting the heart of the drum, and the drums on the north and south sides are beating in unison.

Gongliang Aya'er quickly retracted the two sleeves of Feather Aya, and the Feather Silk returned to Gongliang's wide sleeves in an instant. Gongliang Zhu'er took advantage of the situation and turned lightly on his toes, a horse stepped on Feiyan, and the feather silk in his sleeve snatched out of his sleeve again, hitting the red drums on both sides. Gongliang'er's slender waist branch leaned back, his upper body was parallel to the Tai Chi drum face, and the feather silk in his sleeve seemed to be spiritual, turning around and going straight to the southeast and northwest red drums.

For a while, the drums beat and the rhythm was frequent.

The officials only felt that Gongliang was not beating the drum on the Tai Chi drum, but just like the dance in the palm of his hand, and he was dancing on the Tai Chi drum that could only stand one person, and it was amazing.

Helian Yingche turned the gold bottle in his hand quite confidently, and Zhu Danling's lips slanted with a smug smile. That smile seemed to show everyone around him how outstanding the fair and honest embellishment that greeted Helian Ying's eyes. It's like the pearl of the night at the banquet day and night, beautiful and amazing without knowing it.

However, Gongliang's performance doesn't stop there.

It seems to be amazing but in fact it is not superb Yu Aya's drumming, in the eyes of Gongliang Jie'er himself, it is just decent. Without the momentum of riding a horse and whipping, it is necessary to work the difficulty of the technique.

Gongliang Zhu'er, who secretly made a decision in his heart, changed the style of painting, jumped into the air and spun up, only to see that the red feather silk that flew out of Gongliang's sleeve was just a blink of an eye, and it turned from the original two to eight.

The eight feathers flew out of Gongliang's wide sleeves at the same time, heading straight for eight different directions, falling with their own red clothes, hitting the heart of the eight-sided red drum, and beating the drum at the same time.

Everyone didn't have time to marvel, Gongliang Zhu'er had already floated back on the Taiji drum, and after a drum sounded, Gongliang Zhu'er turned his thin waist, and the eight-sided feather silk rotated the direction, and flew out again, hitting the drum heart of the eight-sided red drum.

Gongliang Zhu'er walked lightly and danced on the Tai Chi drum, and every feather silk flying out of her sleeve was like a red whip and long sword, breaking the eight red drums at the same time.

The drums are like horns entering the battle, and the man dance is like a strong man's tenderness.

In the dance of the drumming of Gongliang'er, there is not only the blood and pride of righteousness, but also the chivalrous and soft intestines that turn back and forth. One is rigid and one is soft, one yang and one is yin, like the natural way of all things.

Su Yanqing foresaw the grand occasion of the strong men going out and ordering troops on the battlefield in the drumming and dancing of Gongliang Jie'er. Thinking that there will be a battle between Beiming and Da Yan, I can't help but look gloomy and feel stunned.

Gongliang stopped beating the drum and jumped off the Tai Chi drum. Bow down.

"The grass people played on the spot, and they dared to show their ugliness in front of the emperor and the ministers, there are many shortcomings, and I ask the emperor and all the adults to forgive me!"

Gongliang Jie'er, who was already dressed in red and wearing a red veil, was slightly red because of the dance of the drumming of Fang Cai, and Gongliang Jie'er, who was slightly sweaty on his forehead, added a touch of softness at this time.

Helian Yingche smiled at the Gongliang who stood in the center of the lookout, his infatuated gaze, and refused to take half a point.

Helian Yingche put down the gold bottle in his hand, and asked Pei Jin, the soldier who proposed Gongliang'er's performance in public, with a smile: "What does Master Pei think of Gongliang's performance?" ”

Helian Yingche did not rush to evaluate Gongliang'er's performance, but transferred the power of comment to Pei Jin, the "initiator".

Pei Jin, the squire of the military department, proposed in public that Gongliang Zhu'er should show his talent during the big exam in the Yurong Guard Camp, on the one hand, out of curiosity, and on the other hand, he also wanted to know what kind of character the proton carefully cultivated by the emperor would be.

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