The drums of the bull and the rhubarb sounded softly and heavily, as if the enemy was galloping on a fierce horse. Dong Xiaowan also seemed to be incarnated as a female general, fighting with a sword on a galloping horse, spraying blood light, and Dong Xiaowan's red long sleeves were constantly thrown out.

The silver light of the sword and the red of the silk followed Dong Xiaowan's back and forth steps and jumps and rolls over, reflecting each other in the air, magnificent and extraordinary.

It was as if Dong Xiaowan alone was an army, and countless sword lights and blood lights were shining and filling the air at a speed that could not be seen clearly.

In the end, the drumming gradually stopped, and the sword in Dong Xiaowan's hand grazed his neck, and the long red sleeves were thrown behind him. It was as if he was outnumbered on the battlefield in red, killing himself among Margo.

The dazzling red color adds to the silence of the field.

Dong Xiaowan's red dress spread out and fell underneath. makes people can't understand whether Dong Xiaowan is wearing clothes or a pool of blood under him now.

The sword took off his hand and leaned on Dong Xiaowan's arm. Dong Xiaowan's eyes also slowly closed.

brought the emotions of everyone present into it, as if he had just seen a woman in red die on the battlefield.

After a long time, Mama Huang recovered from the shock and kept high-five, "Great, great." ”

"Your performance is so good, I've never seen this before, and I've never been on the battlefield, but just now my heart was beating so fast, like in a war, witnessing this girl's tragic life experience."

"It's too magnificent, it's too charming."

"And now His Majesty has great ambitions and is fighting everywhere, I believe he will also enjoy seeing such a performance."

Mama Huang couldn't close her mouth as if she had picked up a treasure, and kept praising Dong Xiaowan's amazing performance.

Chu Shancheng, who had a cold face next to him, was also very shocked in his heart. Obviously, a girl who has never been on the battlefield, how could her eyes be so fierce just now, as if the enemy was really standing in front of her.

instantly brought Chu Shancheng back to the palpitations and panic in his heart when his grandfather took him to the battlefield for the first time.

Although Dong Xiaowan said humble words, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. After all, people praise themselves, no matter how happy they are, this is a recognition, a recognition of her art that spans the times.

The biggest feature of Dong Xiaowan's performance is that there is a scene setting, trying to tell you a story about a girl on the battlefield while performing, so that you can quickly substitute into it.

It is a modern product that combines Western drama and Oriental opera, and the integration of various arts, which is not better than technology, but better than the grasp of the audience's psychology.

She was also very worried about whether such a performance would become anachronistic and impure in the context of ancient times.

Fortunately, it seems that people of all eras, like to listen to stories and read stories.

Mama Huang called Xiao Xuan and Xiao Gao over, and said to Dong Xiaowan, "Then you can also take a look at the original backup dances of the two of them, how to choreograph them more brilliantly?" ”

"I'll hand over all four of them to you anyway. I can see that Xiao Wan, you have an idea, I will leave it to you, I can rest assured. Mama Huang directly relieved the four of them to Dong Xiaowan and let her create freely.

After Mama Huang left, Chu Shancheng spoke, "Why did you suddenly become the lead dancer, I just heard Mama Huang's meaning that you still have to perform for the emperor." ”

"Hmm." Dong Xiaowan patiently told him the reason, "I heard that the girl who led the dance was injured and couldn't dance, so she voluntarily gave it to me." ”

Chu Shancheng remained silent on the surface, but he still kept an eye in his heart, and he still had to let Ji Yuan find out what was going on later.

Behind everything in this capital is inextricably linked, and it must not be taken lightly.

Dong Xiaowan didn't talk to her after seeing Chu Shancheng finish asking. Dong Xiaowan didn't bother to put a hot face on her cold ass, she was about to perform for the emperor, the show hadn't been rehearsed yet, her heart was full of anxiety, and she couldn't take care of Chu Shancheng.

Turning her face, she called Xiao Xuan and Xiao Gao to come, and told her understanding of this dance, and asked Xiao Gao and Xiao Xuan to dance the original dance completely, trying to maintain the integrity of the whole dance with as few changes as possible.

In fact, music is also very important, but she can't get in touch with the music fang division now, so she can only ask Xiaoxuan to ask her to hum a general melody for her, and she is prepared.

Chu Shancheng saw that she had been busy, and he didn't understand this dance thing, and he couldn't help it. After talking to Dong Xiaowan, he left first.

As soon as he left the Teaching Workshop Division, Ji Yuan led the horse over, "Young Master, we have finally returned to the capital." Marquis Shangwu felt sorry for you, and he almost put on a handful of old bones and risked his life to meet the emperor. ”

Chu Shancheng took the reins handed over by Ji Yuan, and immediately turned over and got on the horse. "He's worried about his old man, let's go back and have a look first. He's so old, he can't get angry anymore! ”

Chu Shancheng whipped the horsewhip, this horse is also used to riding in the capital, and it is very psychic. There was no need for Chu Shancheng to control the direction at all, and he rushed directly to the Gu family's main house.

In prison in Dali Temple. A single cell, with a bed on top of a sacred brocade, has a price in the market, and one party can sell it for a thousand gold.

A middle-aged man in prison clothes sat casually on it, playing chess with another middle-aged man in a crown and brocade on the opposite side.

At the end, the official in the crown and brocade opened his mouth, "What, I'm afraid you're going to lose this game?" That little rabbit cub of yours is back, and you, the old man, are upset? ”

The man in prison clothes has heavy eyebrows and eyes, and the square face of the Chinese character "Hahahaha, if you lose, you lose, what do you say that Lao Tzu is afraid of his son's cool words, I see that you, Dali Siqing, are too idle, and you are looking for me to play chess with a prisoner all day long." ”

In the command room of the North Town Fusi. There was a group of sturdy masters, all of whom stared at the sitting commander. "I said that you are all one by one, don't be good at errands, what kind of tea are you drinking in my commanding envoy's room, and your deputy commander's envoy is so excited when he returns to Beijing?"

This group of sturdy masters did not have the ruthless appearance of Jinyi Wei at all, and they all smiled like a simple one, "Isn't this here to command the envoy to have a cup of tea here and celebrate the return of our deputy commander to Beijing!" ”

Poetry meeting organized by the Prince. Obviously in the small garden of the East Palace. As a result, there was no one in the garden, and all the gentlemen in the capital were in a cold sweat and stood around the prince's desk.

The prince was not angry when he spoke, "Chu Shancheng, that bastard has returned to the capital again, I'm afraid that the third child is going to make a move." I said what was the use of me keeping you bunch of shit, but I was given an idea of what to do! ”

A group of gentlemen collectively picked up handkerchiefs to wipe their sweat, silently thinking, you can't help him even a prince, let alone us whose background is not as good as his son.