Jiang Shi was asked by him like this, and he felt useful in his heart, and the vinegar gradually faded.

The emperor stretched out his hand and scraped the bridge of her nose: "You are the most sour." ”

She shrank coquettishly and twisted back to the makeup mirror to draw her eyebrows. He sat outside waiting for her to get dressed, peering through the gap in the curtains.

The brass mirror is polished as smooth as the moon, bright and shiny, reflecting Jiang's jade-like face.

She likes the apricot leaf eyebrows the most, a spring breeze sentence, so she twists a little eyebrows on her fingertips and draws them carefully. The emperor doesn't like fat powder to be too gorgeous, she simply doesn't use fat powder, and she faces the sky, but she also looks graceful.

"Your Majesty, Master Jiang is here, waiting outside the palace." It's the voice of the East.

Why did my father come all of a sudden? I didn't even reveal the slightest rumor in advance. Concubine Xian stopped her hand and couldn't help but look out of the curtain.

Nan Jingpei was also surprised, and looked at Donglai for a while before saying, "I didn't let him come?" ”

These days, the Northern Cold War is tense, and there are many factions and contradictions within the imperial court. In such a tense situation, my father's unannounced arrival always makes people feel unsure.

She lifted the curtain and asked softly, "What else did my father say?" ”

Dong glanced at her, a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?" She was puzzled.

"Taishi, he ......" Donglai licked his lips: "Taishi, he also brought a woman, saying that he wanted to dedicate it to the emperor." ”

Woman?!

She looked at the emperor in astonishment, speechless for a long time. She finally managed to see the moon, and only lived a few comfortable days with him, but her father sent a beautiful woman into the palace to block her. She suddenly became a little jealous, and her heart beat wildly. He sat down angrily, turned his back to the emperor and did not speak.

Nan Jingpei looked at her back, smiled faintly, and asked Donglai again: "What woman?" ”

Donglai said: "She is a very beautiful exotic woman, but she speaks Chinese very well, and she can hardly hear her voice. ”

"The emperor is not available." Jiang pouted and muttered quietly.

Nan Jingpei was stunned for a moment, and smiled at Donglai: "Did you hear that?" I'm not available. ”

Donglai bowed his head slightly and said, "Then the slave will let Taishi Jiang go back." ”

"Ah, wait." Nan Jingpei raised his hand and stopped coming from the east.

He glanced sideways at Jiang, who was still petty and ignored him angrily.

Nan Jingpei deliberately raised his voice and said solemnly: "Beauty misleads the country, Jiang Taishi is an old minister of the two dynasties, and he should understand this truth." Women enter the palace with their own layers of selection, how can there be a reason for courtiers to offer beautiful women to the emperor? Am I a faint king who is obsessed with beauty? ”

Concubine Xian bit her lip, after all, she grew up with her father since she was a child, although she was a little jealous in her heart, but when she saw that the emperor was going to reprimand her father, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Although it is not in accordance with the rules to offer beautiful women, this is not a palace after all, and everything may not be dealt with in accordance with the palace rules." She leaned over to Nan Jingpei's side and gently tugged at his sleeve: "They are all here, and it doesn't hurt for the emperor to take a look." If this woman understands the rules, the emperor might as well keep her in the palace, so as to spread the branches for the royal family. If it's a country woman who doesn't understand the rules, it's not too late to drive her away. ”

He pursed his lips and looked at her: "You're not sour?" ”

She smiled coquettishly again: "The emperor is used to making fun of his concubines. ”

He rushed to the east and made a look: "Then listen to the concubine, it's okay to take a look." ”

This woman is really unbelievable, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and white skin like paper. Although it is separated by a heavy gauze tent, it is a breathtaking beauty.

A royal blue hufu has become the most eye-catching color in this crane tower. Her wrists and ankles were covered with silver bells the size of lotus seeds, and she tinkled with every step. As if the thick wind and sand swept the fallen poplar, the faint camel bell went deep into the shallow water, and a gorgeous woman sat on the hump, bringing a little life to this sea of death.

The emperor and his concubine sat down, and half of the lights in the hall were removed.

The empty temple gradually dimmed, the door of the temple was open, and the sunlight shone through the unclosed door of the balcony.

She stood there and heard the bell ringing in the temple, and she trembled with it, like the night wind blowing the willow branches. The hall is empty, rattle bells, silver bells, flow echoes, as if a splashing sweet spring hit the rock, crisp and agitated, there is the sound of winding beams.

The woman's waist is slender and slender, and the sunlight is dazzling, reflecting on her back. I can no longer see her nose, eyebrows and eyes, nor can I see clearly that she is wearing gold and silver, and only the reflection of light and shadow can be seen vaguely, like a shadow puppet game.

She dances like a Han dance, but it is not an ordinary light song that is graceful, leisurely and soft. Sometimes the wrist turns the skirt, sometimes it looks like a phoenix, and sometimes it looks like a mountain bird with night terrors. Suddenly, the wide sleeves were spread, and thousands of petals were raised, which seemed to be scattered all over the sky like broken jade, falling between the hair and on the dress.

She danced so devotedly, as if time had stood still with her, and everything around her was frozen, including Concubine Xian's expression.

As soon as the bell rang, the candles in the temple were lit again.

"The old minister greets the emperor." Jiang Taishi knelt down, and the woman also bowed down.

The curtain was slowly pulled up, revealing the woman's appearance, and Concubine Xian bit her lip, this is really a beauty that is hard to find in the world. She looked sideways at the Emperor, who was still staring at them with a bit of distraction.

"Your Majesty?" She gently tugged at Nan Jingpei's sleeve.

Only then did he come back to his senses and said in a low voice, "Master Tai, please get up." ”

Jiang Taishi let go of the body and revealed the woman: "The old minister searched all over the north to find such a beauty." She has been learning Chinese dance since she was a child, friendly to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and a little bit of poetry. Recently, the Northern Cold War has been tight, and the old minister heard that the emperor couldn't sleep at night, and he was afraid that the emperor would be tired and sad, so he sent this woman to the emperor to relieve his boredom. ”

"The master has a heart." Nan Jingpei smiled slightly and hooked her hand at the woman.

Seeing that Nan Jingpei did not reject this woman, Master Jiang whispered to her, "Why don't you go and give the emperor a lamp?" ”

The woman understood, walked to the emperor step by step, Ying Ying bowed, held the wine glass with a pair of sheep fat-like jade hands, and poured a glass of wine with the emperor.

Nan Jingpei reached out to take it, but she retracted her hand. The Emperor threw himself into the air, one hand hanging in the air, staring at her intently. I saw the woman sipping her red lips to the wine glass, taking a sip, and sending the wine glass to the emperor's lips with a smile: "Your Majesty, please use it." ”

This is the trick used by those top thin horses in the Goolan Courtyard, and with the soul-seducing appearance to rely on, this faux pasto has also become a charm.

Nan Jingpei took the wine glass and smiled warmly: "What's your name?" ”

"The concubine fell silver." Her delicate voice was so delicate that she could hear Concubine Xian's body responding, and she glared at her gloomily.

Foxy! She cursed quietly in her heart.

She didn't pay attention to Concubine Xian's cold face, and still smiled at Nanjing Pei: "Your Majesty, why don't you drink it?" ”

"Falling silver?" Nan Jingpei held the wine glass and looked at the woman in front of her with great interest: "I heard that the Tieli King of the Northern Han once used 3,000 suckling sheep as a dowry and asked to marry a woman named Shenyin, but was refused, is this what you are talking about?" ”

The corners of her lips are slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are full of different styles.

"It's a concubine." She said softly.

"A woman who refuses to be a concubine for King Tieli, but is willing to come to Daqi to be a dancing queen, why is this?" He laughed loudly, turned his head to look at Concubine Xian, and asked, "Why do you say this?" ”

Concubine Xian was a little embarrassed, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she shook her head: "Concubine doesn't know." ”

"Then you say."

Nan Jingpei shook the wine glass handed by the falling silver, and the little vermilion lipstick on the mouth of the white jade cup was gradually dissolved by the wine and blended into a cup of pink.

"The Tieli King is stubborn and self-serving, not a real hero, the concubine grew up in the Central Plains since she was a child, and admires the emperor's heavenly might, so the concubine would rather be a dancing girl in Daqi than a concubine for the Tieli King."

Unimpressed, he sneered softly and brought the glass of wine to the tip of his nose.

"It smells so good." He said.

Shen Yin bowed slightly: "The elixir in the emperor's palace is a century-old wine, and the taste is naturally extraordinarily fragrant." ”

"I mean your fat is fragrant," he handed the glass to Concubine Xian, "it's all melted in the wine." ”

Concubine Xian bit her lip and smiled awkwardly.

Shenyin also lowered his head and smiled: "Your Majesty, please use it." ”

"What are you laughing at?"

He suddenly withdrew his smile, and a fierce look suddenly shot towards the falling silver. Although the voice is soft, it is full of murderous intentions, and the tone of unhurried tone is terrifying.

Falling Yin froze suddenly, hurriedly withdrew his frightened look, and said with a smile: "The concubine admires the emperor's majesty, so she ......." ”

"That's why I was given a glass of poisoned wine." He understated it, but his words were like a sharp blade, straight into the soft underbelly of the falling silver. Nan Jingpei raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Do you want to see if your Great Qi Heavenly Son has no taboos and no poisons?" ”

Concubine Xian stood up in amazement, looked at Taishi Jiang in horror, and said in a lost voice: "Father, this ......"

Nan Jingpei's gaze slowly wandered, and finally landed on Jiang Taishi's face: "Taishi, do you also have doubts about this?" ”

Jiang Taishi's body was stunned, but he stood steadily.

He was silent, but the emperor laughed angrily: "Why doesn't the Taishi speak?" ”

Jiang Taishi's eyes drooped slightly, and he bowed down, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has served two generations of kings of Daqi, and he has been loyal to the country all his life, how dare he be half rebellious? This wine is a good wine in the palace, before it was served, it was checked by a drug test eunuch, and the emperor and his mother also drank this wine, and now they are not safe. Besides, this wine was not brought by the old minister, even if it was poisonous, it ......"

"It has nothing to do with the Taishi, does it?" Nan Jingpei raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled indifferently.

Jiang Taishi is an old fox, if it comes to acting, no one in the court can compare to him. So what he said, Nan Jingpei has always listened to it.

He didn't say anything more, just indifferently took the flask and poured a new glass of wine.

Jiang Taishi looked at him silently, not knowing what kind of medicine he bought in the gourd.

He hooked the corners of his lips, slowly handed the glass of wine that fell into the silver to Concubine Xian, and then picked up the freshly poured wine and touched it on the mouth of her glass.

"Concubine, I respect you." He smiled softly.