Chapter 41: Offering Ugliness
"I see, I heard people say that Lord Shangshu is the most thoughtful, scheming and capable minister, presumably as a woman, you should be like this on weekdays, today I listened to Miss Xu's words, I was taught."
She followed Xu Chanchan's logic and returned all her words without a word.
Xu Chanchan didn't wait for Yu Feiwan's shock, but she was choked and speechless, saying that she followed her father's old plan?
Isn't it just slandering her, scheming and deep!
It's a good Yu Feiwan, and it can be regarded as underestimating her, but I didn't expect her to look silent, but in fact, she was such a sharp-toothed person.
She smiled with an ugly face, and her heart allowed her to speak so fast that when she offered a sword dance for a while, it was too late to regret it.
The women of the Great Departure Dynasty are graceful and beautiful, although the folk customs are open, but it is difficult to find a few people who are dancing with knives and guns, especially the noble girls who live at the foot of the imperial city.
Just looking at Yu Feiwan's slender and weak appearance, he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner.
In this game, I am nine out of ten.
Xu Chanchan raised her eyebrows, and the right didn't hear Yu Feiwan's sarcasm, so she only asked her about business.
"If that's the case, then Miss Yu just agreed to dance?"
"I didn't expect Miss Xu to be a warm-hearted person, more anxious than His Royal Highness and me, a dancer."
Yu Feiwan sneered secretly, but said calmly: "Don't worry, Your Highness wants to see it, I naturally want to jump." ”
"Don't force it." Princess Zhang An nodded with satisfaction, but only symbolically stopped, as if she was looking forward to Yu Feiwan's dance.
"What His Royal Highness said is that dancing to His Royal Highness is not a child's play, if Miss Yu is not sure, it is better not to easily agree casually, so as not to misunderstand again, if you dance badly, you deliberately despise the princess."
The young lady next to her was refused to dance, and now she sees the two of them fighting, lest the world interject in a chaotic manner.
"That's what the girl said."
The corners of Xu Chanchan's lips hooked, and she looked at her with a little provocation in her eyes.
"Whether it's good or bad, Her Royal Highness the princess will judge."
After Yu Fei's late speech, a little maid held a delicate and fancy long sword, and presented it to her, the hilt of the sword was decorated with lake-blue sword tassels, and the sword body was engraved with two small characters, which were not difficult to read, and the book "Zhang An" was written.
It's actually Princess Zhang'an's personal use?
She was slightly stunned, respectfully held the sword with both hands, raised it above her head, and saluted Princess Zhang'an for military exercises.
It is really unreasonable for the princess to lend her a sword for her personal use.
"I had seven years ago, in front of the Zhaowu Gate three hundred miles away from Beijing, with my father to greet Prime Minister Yu, he returned to the dynasty as a military advisor and returned victorious, my long sword, was felt at that time, and asked my father to find someone to cast."
How...... Could it have something to do with her dad?
Yu Feiwan was inexplicable in his heart, and he had a trace of ridiculous prediction, and he was busy suppressing it temporarily.
She leaned down and lowered her eyes in reassurance.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness, you will definitely use this sword well if it is not too late, and you will not insult Your Highness's beloved things!"
"Everyone is safe, Her Royal Highness the princess ordered Yu Feiwan, the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Xu Chanchan, the eldest daughter of Shangshu Pavilion, to present a song!"
The servant girl who was waiting for her spoke, and when the entire water pavilion went up and down, it became silent.
"Isn't it too late to dance on the water?"
Liu Ruyi looked at the square platform used for the gift and nervously clutched the veil.
It was a jade platform about ten steps wide, embedded in the water, and the table that floated on the water was only two inches high.
"Xu Chanchan is a celebrity in Beijing, for so many years, she has also been very famous in front of Princess Zhang'an, she can be said to have both talent and appearance, and she is famous, although this Yu Feiwan is from a high family, but she has always lived in a simple place, and she can have such good luck when she appears for the first time, and she can be regarded as a blessing for dancing for the princess in front of everyone."
Someone whispered behind their backs, and the girls in the crowd whispered about it.
"But isn't it, but if this sword dance, the sword is the first, the dance is second, and if you want to dance well, how much effort does it take, even if she was born in Jiangmen, if she wants to dance well, it is mysterious and mysterious, not to mention that she is only a teenager when she looks at it."
"If you want to steal the limelight from Sister Xu, just rely on her? Hmph, beware of something going wrong, stepping on the air and falling into the water, offending Her Royal Highness the princess! ”
I don't know whose girl chewed her tongue sourly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Liu Ruyi turning her head and glaring at her unhappily, but she was busy taking into account the identity of the other party.
"When they offer their gifts there, don't they mean that the men behind the curtain can also see it?"
Someone suddenly realized this, and just wanted to ask carefully, but was patted by the girl who was good friends and reminded.
"Shhhh
In the corner of the jade platform, Xu Chanchan didn't know when she changed her dress, a delicate pink skirt, and sat quietly on the butterfly carving chair.
She picked up a jade flute to her lips, and as soon as her breath sank, there was a long and deep flute sound, which swept from here.
"It's worthy of Miss Xu, her flute is better than the flute in the Chaozhong Music Pavilion!"
The rhythm has just started, and some people have already heard the door and praised it from the bottom of their hearts.
"No, look at Miss Yu?"
The girl who played the flute was elegant, but the person in Taizhong was dressed in plain clothes, and his black hair was tied up by a black hairband.
She lowered her eyes, her slender figure stood on the platform as motionless as a mountain, and between the slender five fingers of her right hand, she held a finely carved long sword.
As soon as the flute sank, Yu Feiwan suddenly held the hilt of the sword behind his back, and pulled a sword flower with his backhand, and the action could be described as smooth.
"Miss Xu's talent is well known, but I didn't expect that in this capital, there is such a woman, at a young age, she can actually dance a sword with one hand, this is really a strange thing to live in, no wonder she was favored by the strict Princess Zhang'an, and let her come up to dance."
Someone clings to the fan and praises it in amazement.
At the end of the water pavilion, the aristocratic teenagers who were full of people couldn't help but feel surprised when they saw this scene.
A handsome young man in a purple robe, but shook his head dissatisfied, he chuckled, his fingers unconsciously groped, and a blood-colored jade pendant tied around his waist said disapprerovitically.
"Beauty is beautiful, it's a pity that the woman in the house, holding this soldier is really golden, and it is a waste of it."
As soon as the words fell, with the sound of the flute, the young lady dancing the sword on the stage stood on tiptoe, she jumped up, and the long sword in her hand was like a swimming dragon, dancing with her body very closely.
There is both dance rhyme and sword intent!