Chapter Eighty-Three: Bai Rou Dances

Beichen Xu sat down generously, and his line invisibly revealed the innate elegance of the nobles, and his eyes quietly looked around the hall until he landed on Xiao Guifei, and said with a smile: "Congratulations on the birthday of the concubine." "What a beautiful smile, the ice suddenly melted.

Xiao Guifei's face was shocked, and in addition to the consternation, she smiled: "The prince of Beichen has not been out of the house for a long time, how can he know that this palace is the concubine Xiao?"

Beichen Xu lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips pouted with a smile of pear blossom light rain, "Although I haven't been out of the house for a long time, I also know that the concubine has a beautiful appearance, and the son of heaven in the south is particularly fond of the concubine. ”

Xiao Guifei chuckled, her eyes darkened a little.

"Your Majesty, King Qinghui has arrived. The chief eunuch got a report from his subordinates, and hurriedly whispered in Nan Jiuxi's ear.

Nan Jiuxi's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled recklessly, "Quickly pass King Qinghui into the palace." ”

Not a little incense, the person who came was already striding forward, wearing a purple dark pattern brocade cloud forging, foot pedaling ink-colored brocade gold embroidered auspicious cloud deerskin boots, Eguan Bo belt, wide-sleeved gown, beautiful as a crown of jade on the face with a smile of wipe, under the shallow and gentle eyes, tears and moles are charming.

King Qinghui, the most accomplished prince in the Southern Dynasty and the only one who has not cut power since the Son of Heaven ascended the throne.

"My brother has seen long live my emperor. Nan Shuke stroked his purple clothes and knelt down on one knee.

Nan Jiuxi's face was invisible, and after giving him the order to sit down, he chattered: "Okay, you Nan Shuke, I have passed the news of flying pigeons several times to send you back to Beijing, but you ignored it, if it weren't for the birth of this concubine, I issued a will, wouldn't you have forgotten such a brother in Beijing." ”

Nan Shuke smiled lightly, took off his cloak and handed it to his entourage, and said apologetically after sitting down: "How dare the minister, the war in the northwest is really tight, and the minister's brother really doesn't dare to leave without permission." ”

Nan Jiuxi was angry: "Those things in the northwest are so hard and sad that the tired King Qinghui is so tired, it's really hateful." ”

Nan Shuke was noncommittal, he suddenly got up, and said to Xiao Guifei: "This king congratulates Xiao Guifei on a long life and a long life." After that, he took a crimson gold embroidered box from the hand of his entourage and stepped forward, "This is the king's thin gift, and I hope the concubine will accept it with a smile." ”

Xiao Guifei is blessed, she is a concubine, Nan Shuke is a sibling with the Son of Heaven, and has made military achievements, the first emperor was named King Qinghui when he was there, noble and extraordinary, according to the ancestral system, Nan Shuke is located above her, "This palace has thanked the prince, it is a great honor for the prince to come to the palace with a face, and this palace dare not smile." ”

After some greetings, the two of them sat down and no longer intersected.

The scorching sun sprinkled a little bit of sunrise, as if to coat the blue waves with a layer of sparkling waves, looking from afar, the center of the pool seemed to be a black shadow slowly coming, closer to the poolside.

When they got closer, they looked up with their necks up—

The black shadow is a painting boat, the boat body is delicate and gorgeous, but not extravagant, the head of the boat is carved into a bird to spread its wings and want to fly, the lilac veil hangs down to the canopy, there seems to be a sound of silk bamboo on the boat, and when it is approaching, everyone can hear clearly, it is the sound of the kite.

The melody is tactful and poignant, but it is not lost in its psychic vividness, such as the sound of a mountain stream and a spring, such as a ring bell, and the aftersound surrounds the ears, like a natural sound, so that people can't help but guess how dexterous the person who plucks the strings should be.

The veil is leisurely and ethereal, there are several people with graceful figures, dressed in tulle and white, with delicate jade faces and charming expressions, dancing on the painting boat.

The painting boat is getting closer and closer, and the people in tulle and white are huddled together, draped in silk.

"Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an, the weft and autumn are crying in the golden well, and the frost is bleak and cold. ”

The lonely lamp was overwhelmed, and he looked at the moon sky and sighed. Beauty is like a flower across the clouds. ”

......

When I got carried away, an empty Google throat suddenly sounded, and I listened to it gracefully, like a yellow bird carved on the head of the boat.

The man in tulle and white slowly lowered his waist, everyone marveled at the softness of his waist, and the person with the singing voice of the yellow bird appeared in front of the people, her black hair was lightly pulled, the tulle was curled, and she held a peony in her hand, and when the people in tulle and white were dispersed, everyone saw it clearly, and the person who stroked the kite lowered his head with his eyes down, sat cross-legged in front of the zither, and his slender ten fingers shuttled dexterously.

"There is a long sky above the green and dark sky, and there is a wave of water below. The sky is long, the soul is far away, and the dream soul is difficult to pass the mountain. Sauvignon Blanc, heartbreaking!"

The bird-like people of the yellow oriole chanted, holding the peony in their hands, the lotus feet rotated in situ, the more the dance swirled, the circle more opened, the clothes flew over, ethereal like a fairy, the golden embroidered brocade silk forging bundled her waist was not full of a hand, as the rotation inhaled and exhaled, the slender waist became more and more difficult to see.

With such a difficult dance step, the bird-like person danced without a trace, and lo and behold, the peony was always firmly held by her.

Until the poolside -

The bird-like person suddenly threw the peony into the air, it was not caused by a mistake, the dance stopped, she raised her water sleeves, her waist slowly folded down, her head was bared, and her swan-like neck was white and snowy.

When the sound of the kite stopped, the bird-like man stood steadily in front of the boat, biting the flower branches lightly with his teeth, and the gorgeous peony added a touch of charm to its unstained jade countenance.

The veil fluttered, fluttering with the wind, but it couldn't hide the smile of the people when it landed in front of him.

This dance.

amazed the koi in the pond, amazed the peonies in the garden, and amazed the man in the yellow robe in the high position.

Tenderness and thoughts, but he smiled happily for the Bona people.

She walked past the poolside, and the kither stroker on the boat also abandoned the kite and followed.

Lianbu walked into the hall with a light move, and slowly bowed down and bowed, "The concubine knocks on the emperor, all the mothers." After that, he picked up and put the peony in front of his forehead, and said with a smile: "The concubine congratulates the concubine with a peony, and Fang Ze will live forever." ”

"Rou'er always calls me mixed feelings...... Nan Jiuxi chuckled, and in the depths of her eagle eyes, there was a trance admiration that she had not yet had time to receive.

Liang Bairou smiled: "It is the luck of the concubines to be able to dance for the emperor and the mother." ”

A light smile sounded on the seat, "The younger brother congratulates the imperial brother on his beautiful beauty, such a talented and beautiful person serves the imperial brother together, I am afraid that in a few days, there will be a child to call the imperial uncle." King Qinghui got up and teased.

Liang Bairou enlisted, glanced at Xue Hainiang, who was looking down, and hurriedly said: "Prince Qinghui misunderstood, behind the concubine is the concubine's personal maid. ”

At this time, the two of them were generally dressed in the same way, and it was reasonable for Nan Shuke to admit his mistake for a while.

Beichen Xu, who hadn't said anything for a long time, pursed his lips and chuckled, "She is worthy of being a concubine of the Southern Dynasty, and even the maid on her side is so beautiful, and she will never forget her piano skills." ”

Nan Jiuxi said with a smile: "This woman is from a famous family, and she should be able to show off her wisdom, and it is not difficult to play a good kite." ”