Chapter 7 Meet in the Red Dust, Raise the Golden Whip
There has always been a custom in Honglan Kingdom, that is, when choosing a wife, if the man chooses a wife, each woman will go to the man's family to perform talents. If the woman chooses a wife, it is necessary for each man to go to the woman's family to perform his talents in order to gain his heart. This is in order to have a certain degree of care when choosing relatives, in order to take care of the willingness of those who choose relatives. so that there may be a good marriage.
Tonight, all the sons and brothers are eager to try, in order to win the heart of the prime minister. All the sons showed their talents one by one. Some of them perform calligraphy, some are profound martial arts, some talk about the art of war, and so on. But they worked so hard to show, how could Yan Xitang know, she didn't know that her father would plan all this and choose a marriage for her, she thought this was a performance.
Xiaomei beside her reminded, "Miss, you can choose what you like." She didn't understand the meaning of Xiaomei's words, she just thought she was asking if she had a favorite performance, so she said, "I don't like any of them." These performances are not good-looking, I can't understand them," Xiaomei sighed and stopped talking.
The prime minister and the prime minister's wife sighed when they saw that none of the sons and brothers were taken care of.
Later, it was the turn of the prince, and the prince looked at Yan Xitang, who was munching on melon seeds and yawning on the stage, smiled slightly and began to show it. He took out the flute. At first glance, you can see that this flute is not a mortal thing, and the whole body of the flute is carved with dragon patterns, exuding a ghostly light. The eyes of the guests sitting there lit up, and it was really the most favored prince today, and he was wearing a dragon pattern.
The prince blew a good flute, this flute fruit is not a mortal thing, the sound of the flute came out, a little green smoke floated out of the tail of the flute from the sound of the flute, the prince was in good shape, dancing in the air, a song "Red Dust" was finished, a painting in the air was presented in front of everyone, this painting seemed to show the prince's unique opinion on this song.
Yan Xitang's eyes lit up, stood up and pointed to the prince, and said to Xiaomei beside him: "This flute is amazing." It was an inadvertent move, but everyone present looked at it and thought that the prince had been chosen. The prime minister and the prime minister's wife also smiled knowingly.
The prince smiled and sat back in his seat.
For some reason, Ye Xihan was a little depressed. He stood up and walked over. Although he is her cousin, he is also eligible. On the stage was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, as if he wanted to paint a picture. Yan Xitang was sitting precariously, she wanted to see what kind of picture her cousin could draw.
He painted quietly, his pen flowing on the paper, and beautiful colors dotted the picture. These colors were purchased by him in the Western Regions, and he didn't expect them to be useful. A stick of incense passed, and a beautiful picture was displayed in front of everyone. A young girl dancing by the lake, the man standing beside her and quietly watching the woman, this is an ordinary picture, but by the colorful color embellished, this painting is vivid, he closes his eyes, as if the scene is vivid.
Yan Xitang ran down, looking at the beautiful and moving picture here, looking quietly, she had never seen that the original painting could show everything so colorfully. This is a normal behavior at this age, and when you encounter something strange, you will want to find out. But in the eyes of these guests, it means something else. The prime minister also couldn't sit still, how did his daughter become so unruly. I wanted to scold, but was stopped by Liu Fanxi beside me.
The prime minister looked at the prince, and the prince's face was a little bad. "Ma'am?" looked helplessly at his wife.
Liu Fanxi shook her head, she knew that her child, and now she didn't tell Xitang that it was their fault, even if she didn't like this nephew, but she wanted her daughter to be happy.
The prime minister didn't know what his wife thought, so he just patted Liu Fanxi's hand with peace of mind. Signal her to be reassured.
Standing up, he looked at His Royal Highness the Prince, "His Royal Highness the Prince, can you stay here for a few more days?" I'll point out the question that the prince asked his ministers last time. Although it was ostensibly to answer the prince's question, it was actually to save the prince's face. There can be a fair choice.
The prince smiled and nodded
The prime minister breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his daughter and nephew. Tell the steward to go down, and the steward will understand. He knew very well that today's events should not be passed on, otherwise it would affect the reputation of the young lady.
Yan Xitang didn't know anything, and he told his cousin how the painting was.