"Auntie's words must be taken to heart."

Yusheng saluted: "In this way, the slave and maid should not stay for a long time, so they will retire first." ”

"Auntie walks slowly." After seeing Yusheng leave, Murong Jin paced in the garden for a few more weeks before returning to the Floating Moon Palace at the estimated hour. After returning to the palace, I felt dizzy for a while, and took a nap on the desk for a while, so I ordered someone to prepare hot soup, bathe and change clothes, and burn incense and wear rings. After the rectification was done, he came to the chariot and went to Tonghua Palace for a banquet.

When Murong Jin arrived, nearly half of the royal nobles had already come, and after seeing them one by one, they were led by the little yellow gate to find their position. Two moments before leaving the table, Murong Jin sat down a few days ago and closed his eyes to recuperate. There are not many people coming, and it is not too noisy, and if you meditate a little, you can not smell foreign objects, and the hour will pass very quickly.

The hour was approaching, and everyone was seated. There are several palace people to ignite all the palace lamps in the main hall, which is bright in an instant, and the alizarin red silk around is particularly dazzling, and the carved gold jade also reflects the brilliance. Murong Jin only felt that there was a scarlet in front of him, and he couldn't help but open his eyes. Looking around, he saw that in addition to the Golden Dragon Throne, there was no one on the throne, and there was also a vacant one in the right column below, and he couldn't help but be curious. Although this Chinese New Year's Eve banquet is not a family banquet, it is not as formal as usual, but the etiquette is still heavy. There is still a moment before the feast begins, and anyone wants to be late?

After a while, there was a clear and sharp voice from the chamberlain, "Your Majesty has arrived—"

The audience was silent and stood avoided, and after Emperor Yan walked to the main seat, everyone knelt down to pay respects: "The ministers see Your Majesty——"

The twelve crowns hanging down in front of the crown plate half covered the faces of the ninety-five people, and the deep pupils of the sword eyebrows were faintly revealed, and the arms bearing the heavy dark pattern of the Nine Dragons with gold and wide sleeves were slightly raised, "The secretaries don't have to be polite." Then he sat down. After thanking Long, everyone also sat down in front of their seats.

After that, it's just a New Year's greeting every year. This year's wine is a high-grade national wine that has been cellared for 30 years, and even the sound of hitting the wine vessel is very pleasant. The wine is poured into the wine bottle and stirs up a silver glow, and the surface of the wine ripples.

Murong Jin was just looking at it, only to find that everyone had already raised the wine bottle, so he hurriedly raised it as well. Dongxian behind him whispered: "Your Highness, your body is not suitable for drinking. ”

Murong Jin shook his head: "It's okay. The sleeve robe was half-hidden, and a bottle of liquor was swallowed like this. It was obviously a cold thing, but after swallowing it, it burned his throat extremely hot, and his chest felt as if it was burned by fire. Murong Jin coughed uncomfortably twice, and his cheeks were slightly hot.

In the past, my aunt always said that you can only drink when you grow up, but now, forget it.

After a moment, the sound of silk and bamboo started.

Chime, drums, flute and piddle. The sound is many but not chaotic, mixed and combined, tactful and melodious in the ear, and the famous song "Passing River" is played.

"The younger brother is late, and I hope that Your Majesty will atone for his sins." A clear voice came from outside the hall, which was even more pleasant than the orchestral music.

When Murong Jin heard the sound, he swept his eyes and caught a glimpse of the corner of the red clothes, and remembered the vacant seat. I don't know who it is, so it's a little presumptuous.

The man walked to the hall and said, "The younger brother is guilty." ”

Emperor Yan looked at the person who came, and smiled with his eyebrows: "It's all my own family, there is no need to be like this, just sit down quickly." Then he commanded, "Come, serve wine." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your innocence." He sat down and drank all the wine in front of him, "It's really good wine - my brother got a few pieces of freshly picked Luyu Mountain Snow Jade a few days ago, and I was worried that I didn't know what to do, and now I think it would be good to bring a few jars of wine to drink with the imperial brother tomorrow!" ”

Emperor Yan said with a smile: "Drink pleasantly, drink a lot and hurt your body, it's better to drink less at a young age." ”

At a young age? If you call yourself a "courtier brother", you should be an imperial uncle, how small will it be.

Murong Jin raised his eyes, but saw a young man wearing a red fox fur sitting on the empty seat before, his facial features were somewhat similar to Emperor Yan, he looked a few years older than Murong Jin, but he was extremely beautiful. Just like the wonderful people outlined by a good painter, it is just right, adding one point is too much, and subtracting one point is not enough. The eyebrows are like a sharp sword, the eyes are like the sea of stars, the face is like powder, the lips are like grease, the thin body supports the luxurious robe, and the elegant and noble temperament that cannot be blasphemed does not overflow.

The man seemed to be aware of his gaze, like Murong Jin's side, the corners of his lips hooked up a wicked smile, and said: "Brother Huang, this is not right, your little Ah Si is willing to let him drink this kind of aged wine at such a young age, but he still came to teach me." ”

Murong Jin retracted his gaze and looked at the empty wine bottles.

Emperor Yan looked at Murong Jin, a trace of emotion in his eyes was overwhelmed in an instant, and he seemed to be spoiled: "What are you calling a child, he only eats one bite a year, if you get good wine, you won't drown the entire Ruiwang Mansion." ”

Ruiwang? Prince Rui Murong Shu, the younger brother of His Majesty the Emperor, is the only prince who stays in the capital, and the emperor treats him like a son, and is favored by the emperor, with a stubborn temperament and amorous feelings. Murong Jin thought about the wind he heard by chance.

"Brother Huang laughed again."

Emperor Yan turned to ask, "How did my brother recognize him?" I remember that when he was in the Thorn City, you were still in Xuancheng, and when you came back, he happened to go to the Imperial Tomb again. ”

King Rui said: "I met when I entered the palace a few days ago, such a good-looking child is easy to remember!" ”

Emperor Yan looked at the face that was somewhat similar to the first queen, and his voice was filled with a hint of displeasure, "It's just a sub-skin, if it is still as useless as this in the future, it will just be turbid and smelly and eat and wait for death." ”

Rui Wang squinted slightly and played with the wine bottle in his hand, pretending not to hear. In this case, you will hear too much, and you will not be able to listen to it.

During the conversation, the dishes were ready, and everyone ate and talked about homely things.

The human voice is sandwiched with the sound of silk and bamboo, which is not really heard, which makes people upset, and the dishes are not much different as in previous years, and they feel tasteless when they look at it.

Murong Jin ate a few soft cakes and stopped, but refilled some wine and drank it in small sips. This wine, perhaps, is a good thing.

Suddenly, a sharp gaze pierced, Murong Jin looked to the upper seat, and saw Emperor Yan frowning, and whispering a few words to the attendant behind him. So he put the wine bottle, and after a while, an attendant came to collect the wine vessel, and said: "The winter is cold and cold, Your Majesty asked His Royal Highness to pay more attention to his body." ”

Murong Jin nodded slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your trouble." ”

There was no wine, and there was nothing to play with, so he straightened his sleeves and slowly stroked the lines embroidered with silver thread.

During the period, there are excellent dancers who come forward to dance their sleeves, but they are also tasteless. Dayan has been fighting in other countries over the years, and the music has been abandoned a lot, the music and dance silk and bamboo have long been much worse than before, and Yuefu may not have produced a song that can make people reminisce a few times for a long time.

After three rounds of drinking, most of the people were half-full, and I don't know who struck the chime, and the sound of metal hammering echoed in the hall. The original sound of silk and bamboo gradually stopped, and the sound of drums came from afar, which was not real.

Asymptotto, asymptosis, sound striking the eardrums. Everyone stopped their movements and followed the sound, not noticing that the lights in the hall had been dimmed a little.

The scenery outside the hall gradually became clearer, and I wonder if someone had lit the palace lamp, or if the snow had made the ground glow white.

Outside the hall, I don't know when a high platform was built, and a large drum was driven on the high platform, and the white drum surface was tattooed with a complex totem of the beast. The heavy snow is like a white birdsong, spread down layer by layer, like a soft blanket.

As if falling from the sky with the heavy snow, the light yarn fluttered like a whirling butterfly, and the toes tapped the drum surface, striking a heavy drum sound. The white and light robes around him floated in the wind, and the long inky hair was untied, and it fluttered like this. The brocade shoes stepped on the drum, and the thin figure kept changing the dance posture, each step was extremely soft but just enough to step out of the clear drum sound.

Jumping up, falling lightly, like the swallow of the Lingbo, and like a veil just lifted by the wind. Heaven and earth seemed to lose their color in an instant, and only the passionate drum sound echoing in the ears remained, and a drum, a person, and a shadow on the high platform. The delicate silver mask covers half of the face, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female. Lined with snowflakes in the sky, evil and extremely unreal, I wanted to step forward to catch the figure, but I was afraid that the moment I touched it, it would turn into a streamer and disperse.

The drums are heart-wrenching, and the dancing shadows are dazzling. The hall forgot its words and actions for a while. The crowd was like a puppet with a line in its hand, motionless.

The song is over, and the dance is over. When the lamps in the hall were lit up again, and when everyone came back to their senses, the outside of the hall was empty, and what they had just heard and seen was like a dream.

The people on the table applauded and laughed: "This is a new dance choreographed by Yuefu, I don't know if the people can still have fun?" ”

The crowd woke up like a dream, and the audience was in an uproar, and then they reconciled. There was a commotion in the hall.

"That guy was new here? I didn't know that there were such capable people in Yuefu before. ”

"This dance is really amazing! When I went to Wu Di, I saw the best dancers play the same songs, and they were far less than that. ”

"This person's talent is not as good as his one in a hundred!"

"If there are such people in my house, tsk."

......

There are also people who don't understand music theory, and they also asked the attendants to prepare a gift, some of them were not moved by singing and dancing, but they just wanted to recruit this celebrity.

Emperor Yan looked at everyone, smiled with satisfaction, and then ordered the reward to go down.

King Rui took a sip of the wine, quite playful: "The beauty of Fang Cai is really a country and a city." He flattered Emperor Yan and said, "Good imperial brother, good imperial brother, I will use the beautiful jade to honor you in the future, can you give me this beauty?" ”

Note: Pan dance, also known as Pan drum or seven plate dance. It is an ancient Chinese dance. In the Han Dynasty, plates and drums were placed on the ground during the dance. The number of discs and drums varies according to the skill of the performers. Dancers, both men and women, tread high and vertical on the plate and drum, float and kneel, and dance to a rhythmic sound.