Chapter 292: Very Fierce
"Don't bother with the prince's arrangement, I don't know Miss Zhao very well, just ask if she is in the capital."
Although Gu Jiayao was worried that the fellow was suspected of stabbing her father for plagiarizing poetry.
She thought about it again, these poems were not the foundation of her father's fame.
It's just the icing on the cake.
What's more, his father has outstanding appearance, under the general habit of looking at his face in the world, Gu Xi is talented and has a vulgar appearance, he is almost invincible.
Miss Zhao is just the daughter of a businessman, who will believe her unless she comes up with evidence?
Although the British Duke is not invited to see him, he is also a real founding hero, and he is the first among all the heroes canonized by Taizu, and the nobles are headed by the British Prince.
The background of the British government may not be good for Gu Xi, but it is also a help in this matter.
After all, Emperor Yan Wen and the nobles also expect a noble son who can suppress the arrogance of the literati.
Although Gu Xi grew up in the south, he is really the blood of the British duke, the eldest son.
The madness of the people in the building, the crowds of people outside the building, and the people who rushed over all confirmed Gu Xi's success.
The people of Dayan are in great need of a morale-boosting talent.
In the context of the creation of gods in the whole capital, it is difficult for Miss Zhao to set off a storm, and there is no need for Gu Xi to take action, and there are many people who are willing to help Gu Xi solve the criticism.
At least now, no one can criticize Gu Xi!
Murong Ze said: "Don't bother, she lives in the eldest princess's mansion now, and she is considered the eldest princess's doorman." ”
"It's good to defect to the eldest princess, and it's not estranged from the prince."
King Rui doesn't call the eldest princess his mother?
Murong Ze said lightly, "What you said is not right, she has become the eldest princess's doorman, I can't use her anymore, if you don't like her, just do it, I can't help you." ”
Demolishing the eldest princess's stage and making the eldest princess lose seems to make King Rui very happy.
King Rui is not close to his biological mother, the eldest princess, and is on his father's side...... Gu Jiayao heard someone shouting her name.
She curtsied to King Rui and looked up, Gu Xi was lying on the railing, "Yaoyao, come here." ”
Gu Xi's body was crooked, and he drank a lot.
Gu Jiayao lifted her skirt slightly and rushed directly to the second floor, for fear that Gu Xi would be excited and fall down.
Although Gu Hu and the others were by Gu Xi's side, Gu Jiayao was still not at ease.
Gu Jiayao walked past the literati kneeling at the top of the stairs, and climbed the stairs with light steps.
After the people in the building saw Gu Jiayao's appearance clearly, they all praised him, his father was handsome, and his daughter was also stunning.
Gu Jiayao can already see a beautiful face, elegant temperament, and generous.
It is not quite the same as the recklessness of the young lady of the British Mansion.
"Dad, be careful."
Gu Jiayao straightened Gu Xi and pulled Gu Xi's collar, which got bigger and bigger, this can't be done.
Gu Xi chuckled: "Why is it so late?" Cai, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time, and if you don't come, you won't let her dance. ”
Gu Xi was uninhibited, dragging Gu Jiayao to sit on the soft chair in the private room, and waved his sleeves with arrogance, "My daughter has arrived, she can start." ”
The building was quiet for a moment, and then the music sounded, and several graceful girls appeared on the middle stage, as the girls rotated, showing a beautiful dance, the middle of the stage slowly rose, higher than the surrounding half a person high, a piece of stage protruding in the middle stopped, and the woman holding the red silk slowly stood up straight.
Gu Jiayao's eyes lit up, much more serious than when she watched the dance of the Southern Dynasties.
Cai is worthy of being a master of dance, dancing gracefully, but it is not like the Southern Dynasty Maiko of the Qinglou to seduce and charm men and show the capital of women's bodies.
She pays more attention to dancing.
Dance is an art, not a means to seduce men.
Before the fall of the Southern Dynasty, the Cai family was a dance master in the palace of the Southern Dynasty, specializing in teaching princesses.
She is over 30 years old, but her dancing posture is still perfect, and the water sleeves are dancing, like a dream.
The raised stage is only one meter, but she can spin, dance, and complete the difficult dance posture of throwing her sleeves.
Not only Gu Jiayao, but the people around him were also fascinated.
The music stopped, and the ten-meter-long red silk in Cai's hands slowly drooped.
The building erupted in the hottest applause and thunderous applause.
"It's so exciting, it's so exciting, this king only now understands why Cai is sought after, this is more than ...... It's better than the last time she danced in the palace. ”
King Zhao slapped his face and praised loudly, his voice was loud, and many people could hear it clearly.
Gu Xi was next door to King Zhao and King Qi.
"Lord Wang, Cai's performance in the palace is just a foil, does she dare to steal the limelight from the beauty? At that time, everyone was looking at the younger, more beautiful, and more pleased by His Majesty, as well as the fallen princess who was favored by the literati of the Southern Dynasty. ”
Gu Xi's voice was crisp, as good as water hitting a stone, and he couldn't hear drunkenness at all.
Cai's bright eyes flashed with gratitude.
After the fall of the Southern Dynasty, she floated like duckweed, and no one really cared about defending herself.
Gu Xi's poetry is excellent, and he is also very open-minded, he is pure appreciation of himself, not as lustful as other men.
I heard that he was also gentle and considerate to his wife.
is also a woman, Jiang is much happier than her.
If it weren't for her occasional vote for the eyes of the queen mother, she would have been accepted as a private favor a long time ago.
The people in the building were a little worried, not wanting Gu Xi to be humiliated by King Zhao.
After all, King Zhao's temper has always been violent, and he can't listen to words against him.
Gu Xi was obviously mocking King Zhao and the beautiful people, could King Zhao easily spare him?
Gu Hu and the others had already stood up and blocked the door.
"Dayong, you guys protect the eldest brother, as well as Yaoyao, you'd rather get injured yourself than let the eldest brother rub a little oily skin."
Gu Hu explained in a low voice that they had to protect Gu Xi's father and daughter by being beaten, after all, they couldn't beat the angry King Zhao.
Gu Zhi'er protected Gu Jiayao, "Don't be afraid, hide behind me for a while." ”
Gu Xi raised his wine glass and sipped slowly, still in style, ignoring the tense atmosphere.
Everyone sighed, worthy of being a romantic celebrity, and there is no one in this style.
I don't know how much higher than those civil servants and celebrities from the Southern Dynasties?
King Zhao strode into Gu Xi's private room, pushed Gu Hu and the others away, sat next to Gu Xi, and picked up the wine glass:
"Come on, come on, Gu Langjun, I salute you, you're right, you're right, it's the king's mistake."
Everyone: "......"
They couldn't believe that the person who stammered Gu Xi was King Zhao who had killed countless people?!
King Qi and the others looked confused, when did Brother Zhao Wang be so humble and polite?
In front of Emperor Yan Wen, King Zhao dared to shout a few words.
Gu Xi clinked glasses with King Zhao, "Dayan has been unified, and the people have been given a peaceful and prosperous era, the prince and others should be more magnanimous, you are important ministers and magnates above 10,000 people, why bother to embarrass the poor woman?" Your casual remark may be a catastrophe for everyone Cai. ”
Zhao Wang nodded obediently, "Yes, yes, yes, you are right, Gu Langjun, we are also very familiar, how about you send me a poem?" ”