The Great Feast (5)

Guan Wuwu undoubtedly picked everything out on the bright side.

Although Da Zhou agreed to a truce, it was indeed not because he could not win, but because he was tired of the war.

Now that the Huns are so persecuted, they want to use the fact that Da Zhou does not want to go to war again to pressure Da Zhou to change the agreement, so there is no need for Da Zhou to swallow his anger.

When the Xiongnu prince heard this, his face changed slightly.

I thought that Da Zhou took the initiative to truce, but he was tired of the war, and in order not to cause disputes again, he would make concessions on the division of Sanjiu City.

But I didn't expect that the people of Da Zhou would dare to speak out and fight again, it seems that Da Zhou is not as afraid of war as he thought.

This is a miscalculation, but if this provocation ends hastily, won't Dahu's face be lost?

Those Da Zhou people are only afraid that they will look down on Dahu even more.

The eldest prince's nostrils were slightly dilated, his eyebrows were twisted, and his face was still a little fierce,

"I didn't want to mention the matter of Sanjiu City, but you dance with such a woman to entertain guests, do you look down on our big beard and deliberately provoke?"

Guan Wuwu said with a smile,

"The eldest prince misunderstood, the woman is the eldest princess of Da Zhou, and the only princess of the princess, with this princess, it is a reflection of my Da Zhou's attention to Da Hu, she has always been weak and sick, and she is mostly lingering on the sickbed on weekdays, but in order to reflect the importance of Da Hu's arrival, it is to support the sick body to dance, originally this dance is not a dance, but this unique. Fainting in the middle is really physically exhausted, but I insisted on dancing until the last moment before falling down, which reflects my Da Zhou's respect and importance for Dahu, how can it be said to be a provocation? ”

Although Guan Wuwei smiled, he didn't give an inch to what he said.

And the Huns have always spoken straightforwardly, not in a roundabout way between words, but now after listening to Guan Wuforget's words, they can't judge whether it's true or false for a while.

But the black one has been shut up, and it has been said that it has become white.

Speaking of rudeness as respect, the Huns can't think of a rebuttal.

The Great Prince of the Huns,

"Well, something went wrong, and I wonder if you're going to want us to watch this kind of show all the time. If so, isn't it just perfunctory and insincere to our big beard? ”

Although the matter of Sanjiu City can no longer be used to play the topic, but the provocation can not be counted, the Xiongnu prince wants to continue to provoke, otherwise, he will start to provoke arrogantly and leave the scene in a gloomy manner, what does it look like, they represent Dahu.

Moreover, picking more thorns can also let the people of the Great Zhou know that they are not easy to mess with.

The eldest prince of the Huns had a calm face, and he had already made up his mind before he came that he couldn't let this banquet go so smoothly, only if Dahu didn't look easy to mess with, Da Zhou would be a little more jealous.

Guan Wuwu said with a smile,

"The eldest prince's words are wrong, my big Zhou talents are numerous, Princess Wengyu is just because she is weak, but the people next to her do not have this problem, if you look at these songs and dances, whether it is a singer or a dancer, they are all selected to ensure that the eldest prince is satisfied."

The eldest prince squinted, and his eyes as big as a cow purred,

"Since there are many talents in the Great Zhou, why don't we do it, and let whoever we point to perform."

Guan Wuwu frowned slightly, but the smile on his face did not fade.

Everyone in the main hall was breathless.

Yun Guifei said softly,

"Your Majesty, the noble daughter of the Great Zhou has been taught since she was a child, who doesn't know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, if you just follow what the eldest prince said, the concubines also want to see it."

Emperor Yuan nodded,

"Then according to the eldest prince."

His voice was vague again, clearly lacking in breath.

The eldest prince looked at everyone present with a provocative mind.

In the hall, even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

The eyes of the eldest prince lingered on everyone,

"Emperor of the Great Zhou, which of you is the most powerful general of the Great Zhou?"

Yuan Di Dao,

"That's ...... naturally"

Emperor Yuan was suddenly stunned for a moment, and his eyes sank.

Now that the Gong family is arrogant, should we talk about the Gong family?

But if you don't talk about the palace family, there is no other general to talk about.

Emperor Yuan fakely laughed twice and said,

"That's naturally Taiwei Gong Yun and Wei Guo General Gong Zhan."

Gong Changjue's face changed, and he looked in the direction of Gong Yun and Gong Zhan.

Could it be that I want my father and uncle to perform?

A country's general, like this, what kind of system?

Gong Yun and Gong Zhan both looked pale.

The eldest prince said,

"Then let them ———"

Adanshi interrupted the voice of the Great Prince,

"Then let their daughters perform."

The eldest prince was surprised and looked at Adan Shi, but Adan Shi looked at him with a warning in his eyes.

Gong Changjue's face was relieved when he heard this, and he sank down randomly.

The uncle doesn't have a daughter, so as long as she plays.

But she can't dance or sing, and how to solve the tricky situation in front of her.

The eldest prince said,

"What about people, shouldn't they, don't you dare to come out."

Everyone's eyes fell on Gong Changjue, who got up and walked out slowly.

The eyes of everyone in the hall fell on her.

She has a calm demeanor, a pair of beautiful eyes, a palm-sized face, and skin like congealed cream.

The eyes are like stars and moonlit nights, smart and spiritual, with red lips and white skin, and long black eyebrows.

A pair of eyes that can penetrate the world fall into the eyes of others, as if they can deter the soul, linger, make people forget everything, and completely tie a heart to her.

She stepped on people's hearts every step of the way.

For a moment, the aura on the main hall froze.

The eyes of the eldest prince of the Huns fell on the palace chief, and he lost his mind for a moment, almost looking stupid.

The hem of her skirt swayed slightly, rippling like a lake as she walked.

And her black hair is like a waterfall, as long as her forearms, and her waist is extremely thin, tied by a pure white belt, and she can hardly hold it.

Roselle's posture is peerless, but that's it.

Yang Sheng watched Gong Changjue walk out slowly, his pupils dilated slightly.

Gong Changjue folded his hands, saluted, and said in a warm voice,

"If you don't have talent, you can't sing and dance."

Her voice was as clear as a sweet spring, as if it could soak into a person's bones, and her voice was in her ears and numb.

The breeze blew in from outside the temple, slightly ruffling her long hair and clothes, like a fairy.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is hard to get!

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone and caused turbulent waves.

Recently, Chang'an has been rumored that the daughter of the palace family is beautiful and beautiful, and she has a beautiful crown in Chang'an.

But before, the palace chief did not appear in front of many people.

I only thought that the people in Chang'an were spreading falsehoods.

Now that I see it, the words Yanguan Chang'an are far from enough to describe its beauty.

Gong Changjue chuckled lightly and drew the guard's sword instead.

With both hands in the sword, he said in a loud voice,

"I would like to dance for the New Monday to show the friendship between the two countries."

She chuckled, like the wind falling on the long river, and the rain swept the smoke screen.

Gong Changjue held the hilt of the sword, took a few steps back, and lifted the sword to break through the air.

The sword is horizontal, and you can see the lotus breaking the waves,

The green sleeves turned, and the clouds and rain were blown through the air halfway.

The pianist on the side was busy following her footsteps, and Qingyue's piano sound rose with her footsteps.

She looked back, the beads in her ears were swaying, her beautiful eyes were swords, and she looked forward to life.

Crisp and neat, breaking through the clouds and sand, it seems that you can see tens of millions of soldiers coming in cloak and cutting waves.

Skillful, like dancing.

Everyone was immersed in the sword dance of the palace chief.

The dance turned back to the red sleeves, and the song was sorrowful.

The hall is full of lights, and the seats are beautiful.

The sound of the piano is loud, one after another, like the beating of war drums on the battlefield, solemn and tenacious, rolling up hundreds of millions of wind and sand.

The cold light of the sword was reflected on her face, and her face was grim.

Today, I am a dance, and I will break the sins of the palace family.

Death and growth are separated, and relatives cross the morning and twilight.

Come and go, come and go,

The ghost was reborn, full of evil spirits,

Palace wall poplar, palace wall poplar!

Die me under the knife, die under my knife!

Palace Chief Jue raised his sword and went straight towards Emperor Yuan, and everyone didn't react for a while.

Emperor Yuan looked at a beam of sword light coming from afar, and he didn't see what it was, but when the palace chief's sword became clearer and clearer, Emperor Yuan's eyes widened, but the shouts were stuck in his throat.

Seeing that the sword in Gong Changjue's hand was heading straight towards him, Emperor Yuan collapsed on the seat, but he was weak and unable to move.

Concubine Yun Guifei squeezed Emperor Yuan's hand and looked at Emperor Yuan, her eyes were as cold as the palace chief's trick.

Between the electric sparks, Gong Changjue's sword stopped only two inches away from Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out on his back, although there was no change on the surface, he was already frightened.

Gong Changjue sneered, raised his hand to collect the sword, threw the sword casually, and inserted it into the scabbard on the guard's waist without mistake.

Kneel down and say,

"The courtiers have offended and disturbed Your Majesty."

Emperor Yuan was shocked, but he still remembered that this was on the feast, if the emperor was frightened by a small woman, wouldn't he lose face?

Emperor Yuan said in a hoarse voice,

"It's okay, I haven't been disturbed, but the girl of the palace family has a meritorious sword dance and gives a pair of jade Ruyi."

The palace chief said,

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long."

She raised her eyes and stared at Emperor Yuan,

This is the first time.

In the future, she will return every knife and sword that was once inserted in the Gong family's body, and let him hide in pain, be shocked, and kill him with a knife, and let him watch his flesh and skin shattered.

Everyone on the seat was still immersed in the horror of Fang Cai.

The eldest prince looked at the palace chief, but his eyes were full of amazement.

Gong Changjue got up and wanted to return to his seat.

But he heard the eldest prince say in a loud voice,

"This woman is enough to be a bearded concubine."

Gong Changjue stopped, turned around, and looked at the eldest prince, her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The eldest prince looked at the palace chief, with a bit of tenderness and unspeakable greed in his eyes.

Chu Ranxuan clenched the wine glass in his hand, his face gloomy.

When Emperor Yuan heard this, he wanted to come to the palace family and could no longer use it, and if he allowed his daughter to be married, it would be regarded as squeezing out the remaining use value of the palace family.

Emperor Yuan was about to speak, but he heard Chu Ranxuan say in a deep voice,

"Prince Dahu is afraid that he can't have her as a wife."

There was anger in his tone, and the hand holding the glass was bruised.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and their eyes darkly lingered between Chu Ranxuan and the palace chief.

Why would Chu Shizi speak for the palace chief to stop her from making peace?

Could it be that Chu Shizi and the palace chief are jue-

The faces of everyone in the audience changed.

The eldest prince looked angry and said,

"Why not?"