She moved lightly to Wen Xuan's side, knelt down softly, bowed respectfully to Emperor Xuande, who was sitting on the dragon chair, and then said softly: "Duanwang's side concubine Nalan knocked to see her father, and today's daughter-in-law also prepared a song and dance, wanting to celebrate her father's birthday, if my father doesn't dislike the stupidity of his daughter-in-law, I implore my father to give my daughter-in-law a chance to be filial!" ”

Ming Shen's words are not leaky, and they are reasonable, even if Emperor Xuande doesn't want to watch her performance, it is not good to directly reject her request in front of the ministers and officials, if you really do that, it will be too ungentlemanly!

"Since you have filial piety, then I will take a look!" Emperor Xuande squinted his eyes lazily, playing with the rosary in his hand, obviously not interested in her performance at all.

Wen Xuan's eyes were well understood, and he glanced at Ming Shen with either joy or worry, and his low voice was so cold that people couldn't discern any emotion: "Shen Qing, who allowed you to mess around, go back!" ”

Ming Shen smiled lightly, and said firmly in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Xuanlang, don't worry, the concubine will not embarrass you." ”

After that, she bowed her head again, and smiled loudly at Emperor Xuande: "Thank you father and emperor for giving your daughter-in-law the opportunity, and the daughter-in-law will go to change clothes and prepare now, please wait for your father!" ”

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After a while, several palace people carried a screen made of four white gauze and a copywriter covered with paint to the hall, and everyone was puzzled and began to talk about it.

"Zheng" sounded, the string sound was like a cracked silk, and instantly the noisy Changyin Pavilion became silent, only to see the door of the main hall, Ming Shen dragged the snow-white seven-fold gauze clothes, hugged the big-bellied pipa, scattered three-foot green silk, and walked into people's sight with a beautiful and affectionate pace.

I saw her five-finger light wheel ice strings, the clear and sonorous voice was like a burst of rapid autumn rain, cutting and pouring up, and her dancing posture was also slowly stretched, like the whole process of the blooming of the lotus in the empty valley, the long hair was messy because of the dance, fluttering like a fairy, the eyes were like the water of the river under the moon, clear and deep, a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, like a drop of blood, lined with a face without powder, plain to the extreme, but also glamorous to the extreme!

Everyone was gradually attracted by her slow and wonderful dancing, and they were fascinated by it, forgetting to breathe!

Seeing this, Ming Wan secretly hated in her heart, her demure and immature face was distorted into a resentful woman, and Nangong Xue became more and more jealous the more she looked at it, her eyes hated to breathe fire, and then burned Ming Shen, who was dancing in front of the palace, into ashes.

Ming Shen was single-minded at the moment, dancing while playing the pipa, and also carefully noticed the rosary in Emperor Xuande's hand, and couldn't help but glance at Wen Hao lightly, and sang softly:

First, it's best not to see each other, so that you don't fall in love.

Second, it's better not to know each other, so that you don't love each other.

Thirdly, it is better not to be accompanied, so that you do not owe each other.

Fourth, it is better not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

Fifth, it is better not to love each other, so that you can not abandon each other.

Sixth, it is better not to be relative, so that we can not meet.

Seventh, it is better not to be wrong, so that there is no loss.

Eighth, it is better not to allow each other, so that there can be no continuity.

Ninth, it is better not to depend on each other, so that they can not be together.

Tenth, it is better not to meet, so that we can not meet.

But if you have seen each other, you will know each other, and when you have not seen each other.

Ande and Jun are absolutely anon, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick.

Her soft voice with a slight vicissitudes of life is like a jar of flower carving mellow brew that has been sealed for many years, which makes the listeners feel comfortable and have an endless aftertaste!

Wen Hao's quiet and secluded ink eyes flashed a trace of fluctuation, like two ice lakes that have not melted for thousands of years, melting into spring water flowing under the warm sun in an instant, and the thin lips carved by the knife also raised a slightly gratifying arc.

No one knows that this song is what she sang to him, it belongs to the song of a woman pouring out her love to a man, although it is a little bleak, but for him, it is already unwanted, flattered!

But Wen Xuan saw that his woman was in front of the public, showing off the singing and dancing posture of the country and the city, and Si Wen's handsome face suddenly fell down like a dusty curtain of Xiangfei.

Even if this is a dance in front of the emperor, even if this is to relieve him, his heart is still extremely unhappy, and a gloomy cold air gradually bursts out in the peach blossom eyes, and he can't wait to isolate her from the world and secretly enjoy her smile!

And Emperor Xuande, who is sitting on the main seat, has already been firmly grasped by Ming Shen at this moment, he has not seen a stunning woman, and there are not a few who can sing and dance, but like Ming Shen, a woman who is floating out of the dust, like a light snowflake flying in the sky, he has met it for the second time.

Except for Ming Shen, who is a little less feminine and a little more arrogant in terms of charm, the rest of the voice, face, body and dance, etc., are simply a copy of Shen Rou when she was young.

Concubine Xian saw that the emperor showed a strong appreciation for Ming Shen, and couldn't help holding back the stuffiness in her stomach, picked up the wine bottle, and kept pouring herself a drink, while Concubine Hui stabbed her eyes like cotton needles at Ming Shen, who was dancing, and seemed to be feeling an unprecedented pressure, overwhelmingly rolling towards her.

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, she was determined in her heart that this woman would definitely take away her son's heart, no, she would never let such a scourge stay with her son, she would never let the daughter of the Nalan family become the woman on the tip of her son's heart.

Just when everyone was thinking differently, the sound of the pipa suddenly turned urgent!

I saw Ming Shen's right foot as the axis, and the delicate body rotated with it, coiling next to the screen like a swallow returning to the eaves, leaning on the screen railing with thousands of manners, dipping the paint in the hook of the pipa, like a pen walking in the dragon painting Danqing, in the noisy pipa sound, quickly drew a few strokes of vermilion to the screen.

Then, she frowned again, and the water sleeves hit the paint like a cloud, and then the cold sound of one hand rushing out on the strings was endless, making the outer hand relax the long sleeves, like a wonderful pen, turning, throwing, opening, twisting...... A set of movements as smooth as water added a few chrysanthemums to the screen.

Then, her willow waist suddenly leaned back, like an arched bridge in the air to form a freeze frame, the ink hair bewitching into the inkstone, and then the ten fingers flexibly plucked on the strings, the fierce rhythm like iron hitting coral, ice pouring jade plate.

At this moment, everyone was pulled by her every move, but just when everyone thought that the song and dance were about to end, she suddenly straightened up, and turned sharply like a whirlwind, the open skirt was like a jade and ice clear snow lotus, and the three-foot ink hair was like the wind and like a knife, rustling across the white yarn on a screen, leaving pieces of ink leaves that were blown by the wind, leaving a strong visual impact.

In the end, she half-played the pipa and half-covered her face, supporting her body with one leg, like an ordinary fairy, left behind and isolated, the white yarn floated without wind, and the ink beads poured down her long hair, like the tears of an infatuated woman's pen, indescribably beautiful and elegant, and inexhaustible nobility.

Everyone held their breath, and watched her slowly raise another slender long leg with amazement, and at the pointed end of the plain brocade dancing shoes, like juggling, lightly touched the ink halo, and the posture was beautiful and dexterous.

In an instant, the singing stopped, the pipa was silent, the dance stopped, and everything was silent!

Between the four screens slowly rotated, I saw the four paintings of red plum, autumn chrysanthemum, ink bamboo, and orchid were all natural, vivid, although only a few scribbled strokes, but the degree of realism and artistic conception were enough to rival the peak works of court painters.

"The daughter-in-law is ugly!" Ming Shen cleared his face and ink hair, respectfully prostrate on the temple, and the seven-fold white yarn on his body had been stained by ink, black and white, and it was bright!

At this time, everyone came back to their senses, applause, and the sound of praise was endless, looking at the four paintings, recalling the pipa dance skills just now, they couldn't help but be amazing, and they congratulated Wen Xuan, congratulating him on accepting such a peerless beauty as Ming Shen.

Wen Hao next to him listened to those words of Dao He Wenxuan, his face suddenly became as cold as freezing, and Jiang Yan's face was not very good, seeing that the title of the first talented woman in Kyoto was lost to Ming Shen, he was even more annoyed in his heart!

"Good! Good! Good! Concubine Shen is like a shock, and her talent is unique, Xuan'er can marry a concubine with you, which is his good fortune! Emperor Xuande applauded and praised without hesitation, and all kinds of prejudices against Ming Shen before also disappeared after this dance.

Ming Shen struck while the iron was hot, turned his head and instructed the maid to carry in the jade bucket full of ginger, and said to Emperor Xuande: "Father, in fact, today my prince has prepared a unique birthday gift, wishing my father a long life." ”

Concubine Xian raised her sleeves to cover her nose, frowned in disgust and asked, "What kind of birthday gift is this?" How pungent does it smell?"

"Back to the words of the concubine, this is ginger for cooking, and the daughter-in-law specially offered a bucket for her father, wishing her father a long life and dominating the country."

"Hahahaha!" Emperor Xuande laughed heartily, glanced at Ming Shen approvingly, and said: "What a unified country, I like it very much, since you sent a unified country, then I will reward you with a bucket of gold to reward your filial piety." ”

"Thank you, Father Longen!" After Ming Shen thanked him, he raised his little red face covered with fine sweat slightly, and smiled at Wen Xuan.