Yaoling Palace.

Monarch Bogeng looked at Jian Hong, the general of Huoyang Wei, "Ye Chongcai, the general of Chiwuwei, has been unwell recently, and he misses his homeland, so he has taken two months of leave from me to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

The wedding of King Yin and King Liu is imminent, and the safety of this imperial city cannot be watched by anyone.

During this time, General Lao Jian took care of the security of the imperial city.

As for Huo Yangwei, there has been nothing going on recently, and it is no big deal to think that there is a martial artist to watch. ”

Jian Hong frowned slightly, and responded, "The minister obeys the order." ”

Wu Chen followed, "Weichen obeys." ”

Bo Geng continued: "The case of the assassination of my southern patrol has already been decided, and there is no need to investigate this matter further.

After Huoyangwei, the vigilance and defense will be strengthened. ”

Jian Hong and Wu Chen responded again.

Bo Geng waved his hand, and the two of them withdrew from the main hall.

Walking out of Yaoling Palace, Jian Hongpi said with a smile: "Congratulations to General Wulang, for being so trusted by Your Majesty."

During this time, the matter of Huoyangwei was the subject of General Lao Wulang. ”

Wu Chen arched his hand, "General Jian's words are serious, and the subordinate officials will definitely live up to His Majesty's trust."

Huo Yangwei still has something to deal with, and the lower officials take the first step. ”

Jian Hong stood in place, looking at Wu Chen in the distance, and snorted coldly in his mouth, "The demon has a will!" ”

Jian Hong's entourage stepped forward, "The general doesn't have to be as knowledgeable as that villain.

The assassination of His Majesty's southern tour, thinking that Wu Chen must have said a lot of bad things about the general in front of His Majesty, which made His Majesty alienate the general.

But the general has been in charge of Huoyangwei for many years, and he has always been loyal to His Majesty.

And Na Wuchen is just a wild boy of unknown origin.

Your Majesty, sooner or later you will see who is truly credible. ”

Jian Hong sighed, "It's because of his unknown origin that His Majesty still trusts him so much, that things are bad."

His Majesty was assassinated on his southern tour, and His Majesty gave him carte blanche to investigate the case.

I asked Wu Chen several times about the case, but Wu Chen kept silent.

If it weren't for not keeping me in his eyes, His Majesty would have had something else in mind. ”

The official said: "Maybe the general is too worried."

The situation that day was clearly a planned assassination by the assassins, and the elite of Huoyang Wei was transferred away from the mountain by them, and they had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Moreover, Anzhen County is close to the countries of the Southern Regions.

If you really want to be held responsible, it should also be to investigate the responsibilities of Dingguo Gong, the governor of the southern border, and it has nothing to do with the general.

Right now, General Ye is on leave, King Yin and King Liu, who is His Majesty's favorite prince.

His Majesty's letting the general temporarily take the post of General Ye at this time shows that His Majesty relies on the general. ”

Jian Hong nodded, "You're right.

Regardless of whether Your Majesty is alienated from me because of the assassination of the Southern Tour, if you can let me be in charge of the security of the imperial city at the time of the wedding of King Yin and King Liu, it means that you still have entrusted me with a heavy responsibility.

Let's not talk about the future for the time being, for now, we must ensure that the wedding between King Yin and King Liu goes smoothly. ”

……

"Huh? Zhufeng Pavilion was selected for the performance qualification of King Yin and King Liu's wedding? ”

Xiang Yueqing came to the Bamboo Wind Pavilion early this morning and found that the atmosphere of the Bamboo Wind Pavilion was not quite right.

Not to mention the many carriages piled up in the alley at the gate, there are still many people coming in and out, moving and carrying.

After inquiring, I learned that it was the disciples who were loaned out by several sects in the city to the Bamboo Wind Pavilion, and they were all returned.

Qin Liu nodded, but his face was a little not very good, "Madam, you said this is a great event, right?"

Our disciples of the Bamboo Wind Pavilion are back, and they are about to be in the limelight in Fuyue City again.

But the owner ...... But he had a gloomy face, and he didn't want to be a director.

Alas, the little ones are dying of sorrow.

Madam, you should do a good job, for the sake of our Bamboo Wind Pavilion, go in and persuade the owner. ”

"Got it."

Xiang Yueqing nodded and walked towards Hu Qianshu's courtyard.

But I was wondering in my heart.

The wedding of King Yin and King Liu, there is an inner teaching workshop in the palace, and there is a foreign teaching workshop outside the palace, which is enough to cover the performances.

How could it be that the Bamboo Wind Pavilion was suddenly included?

Isn't it, what is the great backer behind the Bamboo Wind Pavilion?

If this is the case, then I am afraid that the identity of this backer is not ordinary.

But why did you let other sects bully the Bamboo Wind Pavilion before?

In the courtyard, Hu Qianshu was rehearsing a dance, humming the song she taught.

After Hu Qianshu's own improvement, the song became more graceful.

"Good!"

Xiang Yueqing clapped his hands, "Watching Mr. dance, it's really like a fairy descending to earth."

I'm more like a mortal. ”

Hu Qianshu stopped, turned to look at Xiang Yueqing, shook his head and smiled, "It's still your song that inspired me." ”

Hu Qianshu walked up to Xiang Yueqing and wiped the sweat on his face, "Is there any origin of this song?" ”

Xiang Yueqing shook his head, "I don't know what the origin is, I dreamed of it." ”

Hu Qianshu nodded, a little pity, "It would be nice if I could meet the composer." ”

That's not going to be seen.

Xiang Yueqing said in his heart.

Immediately, Xiang Yueqing said again: "It's strange to say, I will dream of some strange tunes every once in a while. ”

Hearing this, Hu Qianshu's eyes lit up, "That's very good!" ”

Xiang Yueqing said: "Then I'll hum the most impressive one first."

As for this song, I also dreamed of its story, it is about a white snake and ......"

Hu Qianshu and Xiang Yueqing sat on the stone steps on the spot.

Hu Qianshu quietly listened to the story from Xiang Yueqing's mouth.

Even Qingqiong, Nan Xue and Jiuxia on the side were fascinated by it.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Yueqing finished the story, and then hummed the song until the song was finished, and no one made a sound for a long time, and Nan Xue even had red eyes.

Hu Qianshu suddenly got up and came to the courtyard, his figure danced, and he made more than a dozen moves in one breath.

After stopping, his expression was still calm, as if he was the protagonist of the story, immersed in it.

Xiang Yueqing rolled his eyes, caught a glimpse of an oil-paper umbrella under the corridor, hurriedly ran over and held it in his hand, and then handed it to Hu Qianshu.

Hu Qianshu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, opened the oil-paper umbrella and danced again.

This time, Hu Qianshu's dancing was full of fairy spirit, and the previous sadness was also diluted a lot.

Qingqiong, Nanxue and Jiuxia were all stunned.

"It works so well! I believe that soon the magnates of the city will be shocked when they see it. ”

Xiang Yueqing clapped his hands.

Hu Qianshu stopped his movements, put away the umbrella, and looked at Xiang Yueqing, "You listened to Qin Liu's words and came to be a lobbyist?" ”

Xiang Yueqing didn't deny it, "Yes."

I know that Brother Shu doesn't care about mundane things.

But you also said that the original intention of the Takefukan was to gather more like-minded people.

If the Takefukan can't even stand on its own, how can it gather like-minded people?

Besides, Brother Shu can not eat the fireworks of the world, but what about so many disciples in the Bamboo Wind Pavilion?

Brother Shu should be glad that even if the Bamboo Wind Pavilion has suffered so much bullying, Qin Liu, a cannibal of fireworks, can still stay loyally. ”

Hu Qianshu was silent for a long time, "You're right, I'm too self-righteous."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

I thought it would be good to stick to my heart. ”

With a sigh, Hu Qianshu asked, "Why this song?"

King Yin and King Liu's wedding, such a song is not suitable. ”

Xiang Yueqing said: "The song is about a story, and the original ending of the story is not good, but Brother Shu can change an ending for it."

Fuyue City and outside the teaching workshop is full of talents, the bamboo wind hall is not fighting, if you want to fight, you have to be different, in order to be brilliant. ”

"That's a good point." Hu Qianshu nodded and smiled, "Sister Yueqing's mind is bigger than mine. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The names of each other have changed, and there is less restraint.