Jiang Huaiyang held a long sword and paced down the stage step by step.

The room was quiet, everyone looked at their noses and noses, and they didn't hear a cough. Where had Bai Zhiqi, who was kneeling in the hall, seen such a battle, and he couldn't care about it anymore, so he stumbled to the side.

Before entering the palace, he would not be allowed to carry a sword, and the envoy never thought that he would draw his sword, so he couldn't help but take a step back, "Your Majesty, is it impossible to do it with the villain because of a few words?" ”

Is Emperor Dawu so crazy that he doesn't even care about his status as an envoy?

He had seen this person's methods, and his heart was a little weak at this time. He shuddered at the pair of eyes that were as deep as a cold pool, and his mouth was unrelenting, "Your Majesty is not afraid that my king will raise an army?" ”

It's a big deal to fight again.

Jiang Huaiyang said secretly, and his steps did not stop. He stood in front of the envoy and saw him slowly raise his sword.

Suddenly, a soft body hugged him behind him, and his cold hands were also covered, and the slender fingertips dug into his fingers, "Your Majesty is angry." ”

Her voice was so gentle that it seemed to come from the sky, but it didn't seem real.

Ruan Yuyi noticed that he had loosened some strength in his hand, because he picked the long sword away. The death of a Khitan is a trivial matter, but if the other party is an envoy, it cannot be moved easily.

Will the people who can be sent envoys be dispensable little people? His death is hard to guarantee that it will not provoke the anger of the Khitan. War is never a matter of one person, it is the business of the people of the world.

The long sword broke away from Jiang Huaiyang's hand and fell to the ground.

She was about to exhale, but her hand was suddenly clasped by the backhand of the person beside her, and she couldn't remember what she was still angry about, so she let him lead her.

She raised her eyes to the envoy's eyes, "If the envoy only concludes that my Dawu is weak based on the fact that poetry and songs are prevalent in Dawu, wouldn't it be biased?" She sang a melodious finale, and in the face of an exotic man who was much taller than herself, she was not at all vulnerable.

When the envoy saw the sword fall to the ground, his heart was relieved, and his eyes became irregular again, and he looked back and forth at her, "Whether it is biased or not, you will know after a little comparison." ”

He glanced back at the person behind him, who took a few steps and arched his hand towards Jiang Huaiyang.

He took a few steps back, his fingers together into a sword, flying and showing his swordsmanship. The sword was introduced into the Khitan for only a few decades, and some techniques were not yet systematic, perhaps the Khitan people were better at using the scimitar than the sword, and this person's swordsmanship was empty of brute force but less skillful.

After a cup of tea, the Khitan people took their hands. The people who traveled with him cheered.

Ruan Yuyi smiled silently, and when she saw that the Khitan people had gained momentum, she said, "Since it is in my Dawu land, I want to fulfill the friendship of this landlord." We let you take a step and bring the woman here. ”

In the eyes of the envoys and others, how can the hand holding the needle in the Qiong Boudoir Embroidery Pavilion hold the sword.

The envoy sneered and put on a generous appearance, telling her not to be reckless.

After she mentioned this, everyone remembered the daughter of the Bai family. Everyone in the world knows that the Bai family has a female general, isn't there a ready-made one in front of you? Because a minister stood up and proposed, "Since the white girl is the second daughter of General Bai, she can also make a good sword if she wants to." ”

Hearing his name, Bai Zhiqi's face froze.

She never thought that women should dance guns and sticks, and she thought she was rude, where did she practice it with her heart. If she responded, she would lose face and lose face, and she would also lose the lintel of the Bai family.

Seeing her expression, Ruan Yuyi knew that this matter was embarrassing, but she didn't really think about recommending her, and said, "The white girl is frightened, why don't you call her sister here." ”

She went to invite Bai Zhiyu into the main hall.

Jiang Huaiyang was silent, her eyes were dark, and she was the only one to deal with the matter.

What happened inside had already spread to the outside, and Bai Zhiyu and the others knew about it. She first saluted, then raised a pair of bright eyes and looked at Ruan Yuyi.

Ruan Yuyi took Fang Cai's long sword from Mu Xiang's hand and handed it to her with both hands.

Her face was respectful and solemn, and she took it with her jaw and weighed the weight of the long sword in her hand. Her fingertips clasped the blade of her sword, as if she were holding some extremely fragile glass object in her hand.

Before entering the temple, she had dismantled her cumbersome bun, tied her long hair high, and was dressed in a light skirt, like spikes on flowers, and the evening gale, concealing her grandfather's charm.

The vacant space in the middle was given up.

Bai Zhiyu glanced down, smiled leisurely, and danced the long sword in his hand.

The sheathed sword was supposed to be bulky, but in her hands it was as light as nothing, and with her movements, it drew phantom shadows. Since she is a woman who learns swords, she pays more attention to skill, and she is tricky and powerful.

The sword was closed, Ruan Yuyi applauded, and the applause was extremely abrupt in the huge hall.

It goes without saying who wins and who loses.

Immediately, the ministers on the table also applauded, and the cheers were one point higher, and the face of the Khitan envoy became one point ugly.

Jiang Huaiyang stood and put his arms around the little lady's waist. In the midst of the uproar, he spoke appropriately, "Reward." ”

Bai Zhiyu returned the sword and saluted in thanks. After saluting, she quietly raised her eyes, not daring to raise more, so she only caught a glimpse of the purple skirt on the side of the new emperor.

It was lively here, and Bai Zhiqi, who retreated to the side of the hall, had nowhere to sit, so he had to kneel on the ground because he was not given a seat.

She hadn't yet withdrawn from Fang Cai's fear, and when she saw the eldest sister's high-spirited appearance, her eyes were scarlet. In such a situation, Your Majesty's reward will not be missing Bai Zhiyu.

She suppressed the emotion in her eyes, took the teapot in her hand, and wanted to pour tea for the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother took the teacup a little off.

Her heart sank, and she looked at the Queen Mother, and really saw that she had set her eyes on her sister who was in the limelight.

In front of the platform, Jiang Huaiyang ordered someone to set up a new table and motioned for the envoys to sit down, "Halfway through the feast, why don't you sit down and eat first?" ”

The envoy laughed dryly, and went with the palace people with a cold face.

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The lights in the palace are shining, the palace door is open, the vocal music is staggered and noisy, and the palace people come and go in clusters of flowers until the time is right, and the lights are gradually extinguished.

The ministers and their families left the palace and returned in the chariots and horses they came.

Ruan Yuyi also took Luan Yu back to Chang'an Palace.

At this time, there is still half an hour before the new day, and the palace people of Chang'an Palace plan to keep the New Year and ask for an auspicious year for the coming year, because they gather in the palace.

Cen Lifang added some tea and fruit snacks, and the light Luo's eyes stared at it with bone.

She thought it was funny, and ordered everyone to take what they wanted to eat.

Thinking about sitting idly is also boring, Qingluo bit the fruit while suggesting in a vague voice, "Niangniang, why don't we come and cut some window flowers, it just so happens that Ming'er will decorate this palace." ”

She thought it would be okay, so she went to fetch the red paper and gold scissors.

These small objects are not to be worried, because everyone is equipped with a small pair of scissors, and they can take as much as they can from the gold and red paper.

Qingluo doesn't seem to do these paper patterns often, his hands are clumsy, and the things he cuts out are like flatbreads sprinkled with sesame seeds. While the palace maid who was close to her snatched the window flower in her hand, while avoiding her pursuit, she laughed and shouted for everyone to see.

How familiar is this scene?

Ruan Yuyi looked at this scene in amazement, and unconsciously had tears in her eyes again.

(End of chapter)