›››› Volume 3 of the Peach's Death, Scorching Its Bloom Chapter 153 Yan Dong Xintian II

The third volume of the peach is dying, scorching its bloom Chapter 153 Yan moves Xintian Er

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Lin Jiacheng

The banquet that night was still presided over by Gongzi Jingling, who was the prince of Jin.

He did not set the banquet in the pavilion of the Moonlight Pool, but on the largest grass in the back garden of the attic.

On the left side of this meadow is a lake with more than ten acres of water, as well as pavilions connected by corridors on both sides of the lake.

On the right is a dense wood. Behind, but it is the back of the pavilion of the moonlight pool. Through five or six tree-lined paths, you can go straight into the pavilion.

The grass is very large, and there are eleven rows of visitors.

In each row of several rooms, there were wine urns, and on the flames were whole sheep, wild boars, hares, and earth dogs, which had been stripped of their skin and entrailed, and whose red flesh was shaking.

And in the middle of the collapse, every three steps, there is a palace maid or virgin kneeling on the grass.

The maid of the palace kneels close to the wine urn and the meat, while the virgin kneels behind the maid.

Every virgin here is the same as that night in the Jingling Prince's Mansion, with beads on their foreheads, green silk shawls, and high-quality ayaluo.

The virgins kneel here, not for work, but for the guests to pick up and bring back. Therefore, they are deliberately dressed up.

Among the torches, a group of fat swallows are thin, black or white, but they are all young and lovely virgins, exuding the fragrance of daughters everywhere.

Tens of thousands of people collapsed, and they were all full of people at this time.

People from 11 countries sat down in a row according to their country.

The prince of Jingling leaned lazily on the step, he was dressed in a black robe trimmed with gold edges, and his handsome face was a little gloomy, but in one night, his whole person added a cold atmosphere.

He held the bottle in his right hand and slowly shook the wine in the bottle. From beginning to end, he kept his eyebrows down. On such an occasion, his expression was really a little sparse and indifferent. This made the Jin Magi, who was in the first row on the left, look at him from time to time.

The grass was full, only counting from the left, the third row belonged to the first seat of the Qi Kingdom.

This is, a eunuch's shrill singing voice came, "Qi Yi Xinjun has arrived-"

Qi Yi Xinjun has arrived!

The meadow is noisy!

The ladies who sat at the back of each row looked back at each other.

Of course, not only them, but even the Magi sitting in the middle looked back from time to time.

Qi Yi Xinjun arrived——

As soon as the cheers came out, the chimes rang leisurely.

Jingling Gongzi held the five fingers of Qingzhu in his hand and collected it, but his expression was still cold and he didn't look up.

In the midst of the singing, a sound of footsteps came from the boulevard.

In the light of the blazing torches, in the fading night, the white robe and long body, like the righteous letter of the jade tree, appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Unconsciously, his fingers holding the Quartet Qingzhu were retracting, retracting......

It was only after a long time that he exhaled a sigh of urgency. It wasn't until this breath came out that he realized that he had been holding his breath for too long, and his chest was tingling.

He felt that it was the smile on the familiar and beautiful little face, which was really indifferently dazzling, very dazzling! At this moment, he wanted to glare at her fiercely as usual, making her show that cute X begging color in front of him.

However, no matter how he stared at it, there was only indifference and only a smile in those familiar Moyu eyes.

He could only force himself to lower his head and withdraw his gaze.

In the silence, Wei Luo and Yi Xinjun came to the front row of Qi Ren's seat, and Shi Shiran sat down.

They sat together, sharing a few.

As soon as they sat down, the two maidservants knelt down two steps, poured wine for them, and divided the meat for them.

Until they sat down, the grass was quiet.

For a long time, for a long time, a sigh came, "Qi is going to die?" Heaven will give these two together! ”

The sigh was loud, very loud.

The one who sighed was a wise man in his fifties. This wise man has a high crown, an elegant face, and good facial features. This wise man is a famous sage in the world, and the people of the time call him Chungong, and he is one of the representatives of Confucianism under Qi Zhiji. Although he lectured in the Jixia Palace of Qi State, Chun Gong was a native of the Jin Kingdom, so he sat in the Jin Kingdom.

As soon as Chungong's sigh came out, the faces of all the people changed color. They all looked up at the same time, looking at Yoshinobu-kun.

Yoshinobu-kun's handsome face also sank.

In the eyes of everyone, Wei Luo's eyes fluttered, smiled slightly, and said in a clear voice: "How ridiculous are Chungong's words? The concubine didn't know that the virtuous of the public was actually judged by the appearance of the virtuous and foolish! According to Jun's opinion, Jingling, the prince of Jin, is so handsome and extraordinary, and he is still in the position of the crown prince. Isn't it like us, but the heavens have condemned Jin? ”

Wei Luo said this, in the astonishment of everyone, his eyes flickered, he smiled at Gongzi Jingling, pursed his lips and apologized shyly: "The concubine is abrupt, compared to Gongzi." Please don't sin your son. ”

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a clear spring, flowing through the grass of more than 10,000 people.

In her smile, Gongzi Jingling raised his head, and he said lightly: "Ji is judging things by facts, what is the crime? ”

His voice was peaceful, very peaceful. It's just that gaze, as if he didn't want to meet Wei Luo's eye waves, hurriedly glanced at it and quietly avoided it.

Chungong sneered at the moment, and he shouted to Yixinjun: "Although Jun serves people with sex, he knows the word Xinyi, and he is also known as the big husband!" Duh, on such an occasion, Jun actually let the woman speak without authorization, and he didn't know the Yin and Yang Gang! Duh, I hope you will be cautious! ”

His shouting came coldly and aggressively.

In his loud shouting, Wei Luo still smiled slightly, she glanced at Yoshinobu Jun apologetically, then frowned slightly, snuggled up to him tamely, and closed her mouth.

Yixinjun also smiled slightly, he crossed his hands towards Chungong, and responded: "It's Yixinjun's negligence." As soon as his words fell, after Ling Chungong showed a satisfied smile, Yixinjun's voice changed, and Lang Lang said: "However, Yixin thinks that Ji's words are even reasonable. It is ridiculous to judge the virtuous and foolish from the public. According to the principle of justice, when the kings of all countries are waiting to employ people, they can choose to use them ugly, and abandon them with beauty. He said this, also glanced at Gongzi Jingling, and then closed his mouth.

Chungong's elegant face turned a little blue, he stood up angrily, and shouted to Yixinjun: "The color of Gongzi Jingling is the color of her husband. The color of you is the color of a woman! ”

As soon as Chungong's shouting stopped, Yixinjun's white and handsome face turned purple, and he also shouted, "Gong insulted me like this, is it for Jin to bully Qihu?" In this way, if you are not convinced, please fight! ”

In the angry shout, Yixinjun swished, pulled out the accessories from his waist, and was about to throw them at Chungong. When this sword is thrown, it is the swordsmen sent by each to fight to the death.

Although Chungong is a famous sage in the world, there are also swordsmen attached to him. But how can his swordsman compare with the swordsman of Yoshinobu-kun? Therefore, if this sword is thrown, Chungong will be defeated. And after defeat, Yoshinobu-kun can ask for his head to be removed.

As soon as his right hand was raised, Wei Luo reached out and pressed it tightly. She pressed his hand with her right hand, touched his chest with her left hand, patted him lightly twice, and said in a clear and gentle voice: "How can you sin because of your words? Angry by words? Slow it down, slow it down......"

Her voice was gentle, gentle, like a spring flowing by, like a drizzle of raindrops. For a moment, everyone's hearts were quiet.

Blushing and furious, Yoshinobu-kun was stunned when he heard this, and in her caressing, he let out a long breath and slowly returned the sword to the sheath.

Eventually, his face returned to normal.

After half a ring, Yixinjun stood up, he took a deep look at Chungong, and said with shame: "Righteousness and faith are narrow, and they kill the public by mistake, please don't sin the public." ”

His tone was real and his expression was gentle.

As a representative of Confucianism, how can Chun Gong be aggressive in this situation? Besides, no matter from which point of view, he just scolded Yoshixinjun for being a woman, which was really an insulting speech. As a representative of a foreign country, Yoshinobu drew his sword in anger, which is not wrong.

You must know that when the country sits at the banquet, there is an atmosphere of drawing a sword and being tense. It can be said that Chun Gong did not wait for the master to speak, and then sent a meritorious blow to Yixinjun, which can be regarded as a kind of contempt for the Jin people to align people.

So, Chun Gong could only keep a straight face and shut his mouth.

When Yixinjun sat down again, Wei Luo, who lowered his eyebrows, raised the smile on the corner of his mouth even more.

Such contempt and provocation as Chungong will come sooner or later. The reason why she took it over when Chungong was responsible was because Wei Luo felt that this kind of reproach would come back sooner or later, so it was better to take the initiative and take the opportunity to leave everyone with the impression of a gentle and generous virtuous woman.

And Yoshinobu-kun, sure enough, knows her very well, and cooperates with her seamlessly.

Gongzi Jingling glanced at the pair of men and women who were leaning on each other, raised his head and drank all the wine in the bottle. He drank too quickly, and a sip of wine suddenly choked on his trachea. Gongzi Jingling hurriedly stretched out his sleeves to cover his mouth, Jun's face was flushed, and he covered his cough in his sleeve.

This occasion is really grand, and Gongzi Jingling's choking is a trivial matter, but it is also a manifestation of not being calm enough. At that moment, many people looked at him

It took him a few coughs before he returned to normal.

Seeing that Chungong had sat down with a straight face, Gongzi Jingling put down the big sleeves that covered his face and slowly stood up. At this time, his handsome face was still a little red.

He swept his gaze over everyone, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Such a feast, such a gathering of distinguished guests, Xintian has been thirsty for eight years. Tonight's feast, please have fun! ”

In the sound of singing, he poured the wine bottle in his hand, slowly sprinkled the wine on the grass in front of him, and said: "This first cup of wine, respect the ghosts and gods of the world!" ”