Chapter 149: Because of Who's Incense Carts Full of Roads?
Chapter 149 Because of Who's Incense Cart?
The Magi in the hall were racking their brains at this time, they had to find a way to say, they had to convince Wei Luo. Because, they pretend to be talents, and tonight's banquet is enough for talented people from eleven countries to gather. It would be a shame to lose to a woman on such an occasion.
Everyone was talking to each other, and the voices were coming and going. However, none of the Magi has ever stood up.
On ordinary occasions, the Magi would have stood up and shown themselves, even if they had half a plausible truth. But not on this occasion. Their opponent was a woman. Therefore, if they open their mouths, they must be reasonable.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere was a little stiff. As time dragged on, the men in the entire hall were a little unhappy. However, they were unhappy and there was no way, Wei Luo's words were so clear that she was even afraid that someone would accuse her of being too eloquent, so she directly said, "The woman is virtuous and talented, so she scolds her as a demon to cover up her own incompetence!" Such a person is also called a husband? It's ridiculous, it's a pity! Sad too! Words to come.
In this way, if the people want to accuse her, they can only refute her through debate.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Seeing that the husbands in the hall were a little embarrassed, the son stood up. He crossed his hand at Wei Luo, and a rather friendly smile appeared on his slightly dark face, "What the woman said is enough to make us think deeply, so put this question aside for the time being." Gentlemen, please defend the matter of the righteous faith. β
As soon as Childe said this, no one responded to him for a long time. He turned his eyes and saw that everyone was still pointing at Wei Luo, discussing her words, and couldn't help but smile a little embarrassed.
In fact, what he just said, for those who come from humble backgrounds and achieve fame, whether success is destined by God or hard work is a difficult question. For the people of the time, it is a topic of frequent cracking and debate. It's not new, and each family has its own opinions, and the jury has not been conclusive.
So, they're not interested. Their attention was still on Wei Luo's words.
Childe stood for a while, and no one answered, he shook his head helplessly and sat down again.
Wei Luo had a faint smile on her noble and noble little face, she lowered her eyebrows, her expression was diluted and gentle, just waiting for everyone's refutation.
Among the full halls, the only one with the same low eyebrows as her is the prince of Jingling.
He lowered his head and stared closely at the smooth side. His right index finger tapped lightly on it, and his knuckles tensed and stiffenedγγγγγγ
There were too many people in this hall, and the whispers of the crowd were too noisy, and the smell of oil smoke emitted by the burning torches was too strong. All of this made him uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, almost irritable!
Finally, in silence. He stood up and shouted, "This is the end of tonight's feast, and tomorrow we will ask again!" β
When he said this, he flicked his long sleeves and turned away without saying a word.
Seeing that the Lord just turned around and left, a first-class diner in Jingling Mansion immediately stood up. He crossed his hands and smiled at everyone: "Tomorrow night's banquet, Cai Ji, Qing Ji, and Yuan Ji will all attend!" When the wise man said this, his eyes involuntarily turned to Wei Luo, and then said: "At that time, the world's peerless beauties, half of them are here. The princes can enjoy themselves. β
No matter what era it is, beauty is always an exciting topic. When the Magi said this, there was a burst of laughter in the hall.
In the midst of laughter, everyone withdrew one by one.
Wei Luo lowered his head and let Yoshinobu Jun hold her hand tightly.
She knew that the prince of Jingling had already brushed his sleeves away. She even knew that as he reached the door, he paused for some reason, turned his head slightly, only turned halfway and then swished back and walked away briskly.
He's gone!
He will never be seen again!
Since then, what a stranger!
Wei Luo closed his eyes tightly.
She didn't want to think about it, she didn't want to think about this man at all! She doesn't even want to hate him, the best thing she can do is to completely forget about this man!
So, when she opened her eyes again, she was clear, and there was no aftermath in her eyes.
Yoshinobu-kun held her hand tightly and walked towards the entrance of the main hall.
These two people are like two bright moons, and wherever they go, they have frequent obsessive eyes.
In a few moments they left the main hall and got into the carriage.
Next to the carriage, there were dozens of wise men and swordsmen. They kept their heads down, and only occasionally raised their eyes that they accidentally glanced at Wei Luo.
Even if they accidentally glanced at them, their eyes were full of curiosity and amazement.
Wei Luo got into Yoshinobu-kun's carriage.
As soon as he got into the carriage, Yi Xinjun held Wei Luo's hand tightly, he looked at her eyes with concern, and said, "Luo, it's okay to cry." β
Wei Luo was stunned.
She looked up at him, pursed her lips, and after a forced smile, she shook her head, "No, it's not worth it." β
Yoshinobu-kun smiled softly.
The carriage drove out of the Jingling Gongzi's Mansion.
As soon as the carriage left the main gate, Wei Luo, who was not guarded, was stunned.
Outside this gate, on both sides of the street, hundreds of carriages were parked. The blazing torches on the carriage lined up in two long and bright lines.
This is not unusual.
What is strange is that these carriages are all incense carts!
The front wall is painted pink, and the curtain is composed of light gauze and beaded curtains. All the carriages here look like this.
Hundreds of carriages, enough for hundreds of incense carts!
Torches form long queues, and incense fills the streets!
At this moment, on every carriage, a head sticks out. These heads are all one-color beads shaking, and the temples are hanging low!
Just when Wei Luo's eyes widened in astonishment, and he stretched out his head curiously to look, and even forgot about his hatred, a familiar woman's voice shouted: "Ji Ji asks to see Yi Xinjun!" β
As soon as Tsutoise's voice fell, another noble girl exclaimed in surprise, "Ahhh This is the carriage of the Qi people, then, that is the righteous king! β
As soon as the sound fell, the whole street exploded like a frying pan. In an instant, countless noises, shouts, and coquettish voices were endless.
Of all the sounds, the one coming from Tsuchime's carriage was the loudest. Because, it was four or five women who had practiced kung fu and shouted out with their internal strength at the same time, "Concubine Wen Yixinjun is beautiful, unparalleled in the world!" The concubine would like to see it! If you are interested, the concubine is willing to marry! The concubine has countless wealth, knows feelings and senses, and is a good match! β
It's not that big!
At this time, the nobles left the house one after another, and there were carriages everywhere!
At this time, it was really crowded with people, and there was a lot of noise!
However, all of these things can't hide this neat and loud, full of thirsty voices drunk by internal force!
In an instant, countless eyes turned to Tortoise's carriage. In the midst of the torches, the tortoiseshell's gorgeous and flashy face was triumphant. When she met everyone's eyes, she proudly straightened her towering breasts. She seemed to be afraid that the world would not know how plump she was, and while holding her breasts, her little hands with the tips of her ten fingers were still scratching the white and tender part of her chest, and while touching, she pulled the placket straight down. Under her tugging, most of her snow-white mounds have emerged, and even the two cherry red ones are looming.
And as Tortoise's wife did these actions, the neat song of thirst was repeated a second time, "γγγγγγ If you are interested, the concubine is willing to marryγγγγγγ β
The voices of the crowd were drowned out!
In the whole street, only this neat singing voice was heard.
Yoshinobu-kun was stunned.
He stared in disbelief, stared. After a while, he suddenly stretched out his long robe sleeves to cover his eyes, and asked Wei Luo in a trembling voice: "This, this is the noble daughter of Qi?" The voice did not hide the panic.
Rao is Wei Luo's heart is heavy, Rao is her angry, hateful and bitter. At this time, I can't help but feel a little funny.
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, this woman's name is Hawkie." After a pause, she added with a smile, "When I changed my appearance as a husband, she also said that she was willing to marry me." β
Yoshinobu Jun suddenly realized.
He put down the sleeves of his shirt that blocked his eyes, swished down the curtain, and sighed: "Everyone in the world says that the Chu people are wild, but I don't know, and so is Jin?" β
Wei Luo stared at his sweaty forehead, blinked, and replied with a smile: "Ji Ji was originally the princess of Chu. β
Yi Xinjun really understood now, he nodded and said: "Sure enough, it is really wild and uninhibited, amorous and romantic." As soon as he said this, his voice was neatly loud outside, "Concubine Wen Yixinjun is beautiful and beautiful, unparalleled in the worldγγγγγγ The singing was drowned out.
This is the third time it has been sung.
Yi Xinjun obviously couldn't stand it anymore, he stretched out his sleeves to cover his eyes again, and hurriedly stretched out his head and shouted at the driver: "Leave quickly!" After spitting out these words, he hurriedly retracted his head and closed the curtain again.
"No!"
After the rider said yes, the swordsmen stepped forward and began to open the way for him.
As soon as the swordsmen opened the way, the atmosphere froze. The murderous, yellow sword blade exuded a chill. This murderous aura, this chill, made the incense car involuntarily retreat backwards. The women, who were just about to get out of the carriage, stopped.
The women froze, while the carriage of the Qi people moved steadily.
Until Yoshinobu-kun's carriage was far away, the women behind Katohime were still singing.
Tsukihime watched Yoshinobu-kun's carriage go farther and farther, farther and farther, and after a while, she cried with a bitter face and tears: "Why can't I have one of so many beautiful men among the nations?" β
She was so sad that as soon as these words came out, tears rolled down. The four women who sang in unison looked at each other, and gradually their voices became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped singing.
In the midst of the rolling tears of the tortoise, a head sticks out of the Ichika car. This is a young woman of twenty-four or five years old. She squinted her eyes as Qi Ren's carriage drove away, and sighed, "Tsuchime is such an idiot! For tonight, please invite us and other tricksters to help in the fun. With so many fragrant cars, I don't know how much effort it took her. This righteous believer, in the face of such hospitality, didn't even show up for me to wait to see, what a ruthless person! β
The more the young woman spoke, the more she sighed, the more she spoke, and the more she sighed, until a long time, when she looked at the tearful and silent crying princess, her eyes were still full of sympathy.