Chapter Seven: Distant Legends: Eighty-Five, Disguise
Liu Yanan rushed to speak before Master Li: "Shengshang, I heard that the sound of the flute on the other side was not only clear, but also the lively flowers. It's better to ask the saint to move to the opposite door and join in the fun. ”
Master Li's face showed a little displeasure, but he was speechless. Song Huizong had already seen her face, so he shook his head and said, you don't understand this, you have to be far away to listen to the flute to taste, especially if it is separated by water.
Zhang Zhangyin wanted to see Sima Tai very much in his heart, so he interjected: "What the Holy Lord said is common sense, but it doesn't work here. Song Weizong was surprised, "Why?" I want to hear about it! Zhang Zhang said with a smile: "If you listen to the sound of the flute far away in an open place, it will be more distant and empty than listening closely." But now it is only separated by a busy alley, and there are a few buildings in the middle, this sound is like an arrow intercepted by a shield, and there is only a muffled sound of poofing when it lands. Therefore, if you want to be wholehearted, you must move or call him over. Huizong was puzzled: "I am a secret here, and no one knows about it except for my henchmen Hong Taiwei and Zhang Neishi. If you call him in, it's not good to break the line and hide it! But in the past, I was afraid that someone would recognize me, which was inconvenient. ”
Liu Yanan said: "If the saint is for this little thing, the little woman has her own way to crack it. When Song Huizong heard this, he was also moved, so he just looked at Master Li. The teacher was born with ice and snow intelligence, and he read the mind of the saint at once. So he pushed the boat down the river and accepted it. This is where she knows the general and is liked.
So, under Liu Yanan's dress, Song Huizong's handsome rectangular face suddenly had an unkempt fake beard, which was forcibly cut off from the heads of the maids Bi Tao and Bi Liu that Liu Yanan brought with him, which made the two of them so frightened that they almost cried. You know, in ancient times, people regarded hair as the same as life. As the saying goes, "the body is skinned, and it is received by parents." ”
It was still Huizong who rewarded the two or their families with a chance to avoid death, so he reluctantly let the master cut it by hand. Except for Song Huizong, everyone didn't need to dress up, and Song Huizong, who was wearing a scary beard, moved to the Liu Gezi Mansion opposite. Zhang Zhang had heard that this Liu Gezi Workshop was actually the property of Cai Jing, a powerful minister in the court. When I went in, I saw that it was really magnificent, and it could overwhelm the master mansion on the other side. The hall in the middle is at least half the size of the master's house. There is a big stage in the middle, and a red carpet is rolled all the way to the front. The old bustard is Liu Gezi himself, in his early thirties, very charming, and visually speaking, he is one size bigger than his teacher, but relatively speaking, he does not have the otherworldly temperament of his teacher who falls into the red dust but does not have the slightest red dust.
Seeing the teacher leading a group of people in, a pair of amorous hanging eyes suddenly shined, and they greeted them from afar, and even said what kind of wind blew my sister over today, no wonder the magpie barked early this morning. The teacher said, naturally, it's your sister, this fragrant wind. By introducing Song Huizong as a businessman, Lao Jia was introduced. But everyone who is an old bustard has a sense of vision. What's more, Liu Gezi debuted at the age of 13 in the capital, and she has been listed by several bigwigs in Kyoto, and she is also a smash hit kiln sister. Now it's Cai Jing's good friend again, what kind of battle hasn't she seen? Besides, who doesn't know about the teacher? The so-called impermeability is just Huizong's self-deception. Therefore, Liu Gezi's smile was so charming that her bones were crispy, and a pair of extra-large breasts were pasted against Song Huizong. Except for Huizong himself, who was very comfortable, the rest of the women were disgusted as if they had swallowed a fly in their hearts.
An ancient dance was being performed on the stage. The two beautiful women from Persia were neck-pierced, each wearing a flaming red floor-length skirt, and the shoulders and necks were as white as snow, which attracted Huizong's eyes to shuttle between Liu Gezi and the two Persian women.
Shi Shi Rao is magnanimous, and his face was also annoyed at the moment, so he excused himself from abdominal pain and wanted to go back to rest first. Huizong didn't care about what his master thought at this time, and waved his hand. After the master left, Huizong obviously let go a lot. While he was served by Liu Gezi's courtesy, he looked at the exotic hot praise on the stage in a daze, which was very pleasant.
Zhang Zhangcai didn't have time to care about his idle accounts, and his eyes only looked for Sima Tai's shadow. It's weird, I obviously listened to his flute sound before I came, why didn't I see him when I arrived? Even the sound of the flute was lost. It's just that Huizong himself has long forgotten the original intention of coming here. Zhang Zhang couldn't help but scold him for his absurdity in his heart, feeling ridiculous for his momentary sympathy.
The dance on stage danced to a climax. The two women in red each grabbed a red ribbon from the opposite direction and jumped into the air. They all kicked out a long, snow-white leg, hooked up with each other in the air, and leaned back. The legs and most of the chest were exposed. Katsuyuki's skin and the fiery red skirt form a huge visual contrast. Suddenly, the audience applauded, and a large piece of rewarded silver was thrown on the stage in vain.
Then, a few people who were like a splash of skin flocked to the stage, stuffing silver tickets or white flowers into the middle of the tall breasts of the two Persian dancing girls, and eating some tofu, which was a natural thing.
Here, Huizong was so hungry that he almost had a nosebleed. I couldn't hold back for a long time, and I jumped on the stage all of a sudden. With a misguided effort, things changed dramatically. When Song Huizong stretched out his two hands to each of the chests of the two, the two Persian dancing girls, who had just been charming and silky, and made thousands of styles, suddenly turned their faces ruthlessly. The two of them shot at the same time like the wind, and each of them grabbed one of Song Huizong's hands at once, and both of them flew out with Song Huizong like swallows, knocking the finely carved window of Liu Gezi's house into a big hole.
Zhang Zhang and Liu Yanan suddenly became dumbfounded. The two of them never expected that they would instigate the emperor Lao'er to come over and take a look at the excitement, but they didn't expect to lose the boss of the Great Song Dynasty. That's not a good deal! After reacting, the two chased out. But they can only dance, and they can't do light work, so they can't catch up. The accompanying Mrs. Hong and Zhang Neishou were even more shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly went out to find someone to save the car.
Just when Zhang Zhang and Yanan were helpless, their dance instructor Sima Tai seemed to emerge from the ground. He was still so handsome and extraordinary, dressed in white, with long flowing hair and eyes as bright as stars. In front of the two of them, he flew out and chased him, holding his jade flute in his arms. Yes, it's definitely flying, not light work. Because Zhang Zhang and the others have seen many martial arts masters since they came to the Great Song Dynasty. But there is a characteristic of light work, you have to keep jumping up and down, borrowing strength to find strength, not Sima Tai casually flew into the air, and there was no sign of him jumping in the air to borrow strength.