Yalebi, the official of the music workshop sang, "Bamboo Wind Pavilion dances!" ”

Everyone couldn't help but look at the stage.

The foreign envoys didn't know yet, but the officials and nobles of the Yuezhao Kingdom had long heard of the name of the Takefukan.

I've seen it, I've not seen it, I'm looking forward to it.

Xiang Yueqing also looked over.

Unexpectedly, just a few months.

Hu Qianshu and Zhufeng Pavilion have all mixed up with such a big scene.

Although it is related to King Heng's recommendation, it also requires Hu Qianshu and Zhufeng Pavilion to have real skills.

Luck and strength are indispensable.

The prelude sounded, and watching all the male dancers on the stage, it couldn't help but cause a burst of discussion among the people.

"What is this going to perform? Martial art? ”

"But they don't look like their clothes."

"If you perform any decadent dance in front of all the foreign envoys, it will make Yuezhaoguo lose face, and I am afraid that you will be severely punished by Your Majesty."

"I heard that the owner of the museum, Hu Qianshu, has excellent dancing skills, although he is not sophisticated, but he should also know the severity, so he will not act like this."

"Maybe it's the glory that is high, but it's not necessarily that people are floating."

Xiang Yueqing was very calm and not worried at all.

Although she didn't know what medicine was sold in Hu Qianshu's gourd, it would definitely not be what everyone thought.

Besides, the officials who judge the dance are not vegetarians.

Soon, the light music swayed, and Hu Qianshu led more than two dozen dancers to move.

Each of them held a book in their hands and danced happily.

Everyone looked at it and understood that this was the style of the students.

But unlike ordinary hard-working students, these dancers are lively and smart, which makes people feel intelligent and energetic at a glance.

Bo Geng on the main seat also nodded again and again.

Immediately, the music turned, and the rousing tone sounded.

The "students" on the stage seemed to have changed their skins, and their eyes, movements and attitudes turned sharp.

The scroll in his hand was also replaced with a halberd, and everyone moved in unison, with the same expression and solemn expression, as if they were the same as a thousand people.

In the end, a formation of arch guards was formed, and in the formation, it was the flag of the moon country held high by Hu Qianshu.

"Huh-"

The music stopped, and everyone roared in unison, and the sound shook the entire Changshan Palace.

The momentum was compelling, which made everyone in the hall stunned.

As if they were really in the middle of the battlefield, the two dozen people on this stage seemed to have turned into the deadly Yin Si general.

"Good!" Bo Geng clapped his hands excitedly, "This dance is very good, reward!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The dancers of the Bamboo Wind Pavilion are still shaking the hall in unison.

Xiang Yueqing also applauded, and for a while, the applause in the hall was thunderous.

Hu Qianshu's dance is really powerful.

raised the prestige of the moon shining on the country, and also deterred foreign envoys.

Even Chu Guangyu, who has always been disdainful, drooled at the sight.

"Hu Qianshu, it's a little interesting." Wu Chen spoke.

"It's not interesting." Xiang Yueqing corrected, "He has infiltrated his soul into the dance."

Such talents, if they can continue to shine, will definitely be a rare pearl. ”

Wu Chen didn't answer.

Xiang Yueqing also quieted down.

At this time, Chu Guangyu spoke, "I didn't expect Yuezhao to have such a talent.

Your Majesty, I have a reluctant request from below, and I hope that Your Majesty can give this dance troupe to you. ”

Everyone: "......"

Can you still be cheeky?

Chu Guangyu felt everyone's resentment, and said with a smile: "It's a bit greedy to ask for the entire dance troupe."

In this way, Your Majesty will give you the lead dancer of this dance troupe. ”

Xiang Yueqing's expression changed.

Hengwang Boxiu was the first to speak, "Prince Chunyan has such a big breath!

The Bamboo Wind Pavilion is my Majesty's Imperial Summoning Dance Troupe, and this leading dancer will only dance for my Majesty, and even other royal relatives cannot be called lightly.

Prince Chunyan asked for this, did he appreciate his dancing people, or did he intend to compete with my majesty? ”

Chu Guangyu's face remained unchanged, but he laughed, "Your Majesty Yuezhao hasn't said anything yet, but King Heng first hurriedly refused, and then deliberately took such a big hat down.

Could it be that King Heng also has a bad idea of the leading dancer? ”

"Prince Chunyan misunderstood." Crown Prince Bojia spoke up, "My third brother has always been straightforward and fast-talking, and he has great respect for his father, so he naturally puts his father first everywhere.

At the end of the day, it's just a few dancers.

If Chunyan Country is really scarce, my Yuezhao Country will naturally be happy to offer it. ”

Chu Guangyu grinned without smiling.

The bearded Luo Feng spoke up, "The crown prince of our country is just joking at random, and I hope that His Majesty Yuezhao and the crown prince and King Heng can forgive me." ”

Bo Geng nodded, "A few jokes from the juniors, it's not worth taking seriously, everyone continues to drink." ”

That's it.

But Chu Guangyu was obviously unwilling in his eyes.

And King Heng also had a defensive intention against Chu Guangyu.

Xiang Yueqing sighed in his heart.

There is no need for Wu Chen to do anything, but I am afraid that the matter between King Heng and Hu Qianshu will not be able to hold on.

It is true that King Heng is straightforward, but on such an occasion, it is not normal to be so angry for a dancer.

Bo Geng didn't see it, she didn't know.

But the crown prince Bojia is afraid to see it.

Today's prince is no longer the prince of the past.

Looking at Xiang Yueqing absent-mindedly, Wu Chen suddenly pulled her hand.

Xiang Yueqing looked at Wu Chen inexplicably, and Wu Chen's chin lifted and signaled a direction.

Xiang Yueqing looked in the direction, and saw a few maids stepping forward to change dishes for Bo Geng and the national teacher Fengyue.

One of them walked towards Fengyue Idle, how did he look a little familiar?

After being stunned for two seconds, Xiang Yueqing was so shocked that he almost didn't jump.

Fengtong!

Fengtong, an eight-grade female official of the Shangyi Bureau, shouldn't she be in the women's seat at this moment?

How could he change the service of a palace maid to change the dishes for the national teacher?

Wrong......

Xiang Yueqing looked over carefully, only to see Feng Tong hanging his head, replacing the dish in his hand and retreating to the side, but he didn't leave immediately.

When Bo Geng was talking to several foreign envoys and attracted everyone's attention, he inadvertently held a sharp silver hairpin on his head in his hand.

Immediately, a pair of hateful eyes shot at the national teacher Feng Yuexian.

"Feng Niang ......"

Xiang Yueqing's eyes widened, and he was anxious, and he wanted to get up to stop it, but he was held back by Wu Chen.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Wu Chen's voice was inexplicably warm.

The next moment, Feng Tong pulled away quietly with a small *shielded keyword* behind Feng Tong.

Feng Tong seemed to struggle a few times, but she didn't know what the little chamberlain said to her, and finally Feng Tong obediently followed out.

Xiang Yueqing breathed a long sigh of relief.

But I was puzzled in my heart.

How could Feng Tong want to kill the national teacher Feng Yuexian?

She really couldn't connect Feng Tong to this matter.

Xiang Yueqing couldn't help but look at Wu Chen, hoping that Wu Chen would give her an explanation.

Wu Chen looked at Luo Feng, the bearded man who got up drunk, and said loudly: "The lady wants to know about Fengtong, I'll go back and talk to the lady in detail."

Now that her husband has something to do, the lady obediently followed Uncle Ying back to her house first. ”

After speaking, Wu Chen got up.

Xiang Yueqing glanced at Luo Feng, who was leaving the table opposite, and knew it in his heart, so he couldn't help but grab Wu Chen, "Lord Lang ......"

"Huh?" Wu Chen looked at Xiang Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing felt a little troubled in her heart, there were too many things happening tonight.

She knew very well that Wu Chen was a person who knew what she had to do and what to do.

But in case he is impulsive and leaves something behind, I am afraid that everyone will die.

"Come back early." Xiang Yueqing let go of his hand, and his eyes were complicated.

In this world, I am afraid that no one and nothing can stop his determination to take revenge.