King Wu is wearing a dark flower red robe today, with a dragon pattern embroidered on the robe, a jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a winged crown on his head.

This dress is not particularly formal, but it is a little different from the simple style of King Wu in the past.

"Today is the Lantern Festival, and I am really happy to be able to gather with all the princes! Today, Lone has prepared a surprise for the princes, please take a look. King Wu spoke again, clapping his hands lightly as he spoke.

Then a group of specially dressed dancers appeared in the center of the banquet in an orderly manner, where there was an open space, like a stage.

When King Wu mentioned the surprise, it naturally aroused everyone's curiosity, and most of them looked at these dancers seriously at this moment.

However, there were a few people who looked calm, obviously knowing what was going to happen next, and Cui Cheng beside Chen Zhuo was one of them.

Chen Zhuo also looked at these warriors, and he found that these warriors were half male and half female, and the women's wide-sleeved long skirts were similar to ordinary court dancers, except that they held different musical instruments in their hands, and these instruments looked ancient, and many of them were uncommon instruments.

The other half of the male dancers are even more special, they are dressed in armor, and they also hold swords, shields, axes, and axes, both armor and weapons, which are beautifully decorated, and are used for ornamentation rather than actual combat.

Chen Zhuo's gaze swept over these warriors, and roughly counted 32 men and women, a total of 64 people.

These men and women are in a row of eight, and they are exactly eight columns horizontally and vertically.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo suddenly realized, he found that many people present were thoughtful, some showed excitement, and a few people frowned slightly, obviously most of them saw the doorway.

The next moment the heavy music sounded, and it was the thirty-two female dancers, playing or striking, playing the instruments in their hands.

At the same time, the bodies of the male and female dancers are slowly moving, their movements are small, but solemn and neat, and the subtle movements also give people a sense of heaviness.

"Ha ......" In the quaint music, the male dancers also shouted loudly at the right time, and every time they drank, they also hit the shield with their weapons neatly.

The clash of weapons and shields was dull, and the dance seemed to be less feminine and ornamental, if anything, like a sacrificial dance.

The weapon of the male dancer hit the shield again, and the rhythm gradually increased, and the range ......of movements gradually increased.

"Ang~~~~" Suddenly, Chen Zhuo heard a dragon groan above the sky, he looked up, and saw that the black dragon above his head had completely opened his eyes at some point.

At this moment, the black dragon's dragon whiskers fluttered, its four claws slowly stretched, the scales on its body trembled, and its huge body was stretching out, no longer in the previous state.

The black dragon had fully awakened, and it looked north, as if ready to roar towards it.

The next moment, King Wu's voice sounded: "What do you think, how is this dance?" ”

As soon as King Wu's voice fell, the music and dance just ended, but at this moment, the front of the Sifang Pavilion was unusually quiet, not that no one knew this dance, but that some people knew and couldn't say it, and the other part didn't dare to say it.

Of course, Chen Zhuo belonged to the former, and he knew that the dance just now was the legendary 'Dance of the Eight Hundreds'.

The Dance of the Eight Hundreds, the highest standard of sacrificial dance music, is only available to the emperor!

"Dare to ask Your Highness, is this the Dance of the Eight Hundreds?" After a short silence, someone finally asked.

Chen Zhuo looked at this person, he was an old man with gray hair, wearing a cyan official uniform, obviously not of high rank, but his temperament was iron-clad.

"Zhang Xun is really well-versed in the past and the present, and he even knows this dance." King Wu said with a smile while holding a wine glass, and the atmosphere still seemed to be harmonious.

"The lower officials have never seen it, but it is the same as the rumored form, His Royal Highness let the musicians and dancers in the palace rehearse this dance, can you know that it has been transgressed?" The old man, known as Zhang Xunji, asked with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

Chen Zhuo also has the information of this Zhang Xunzhi in his mind, this person is not of high rank, only six grades, belongs to the officials of the Inspectorate stationed in the local area, the rank is not high, but the power is great, because he has the right to report and impeach officials, nobles and even princes, even King Wu, he can also participate in a book.

And in the information that Chen Zhuo knows, this Zhang Xunzhu is not a Qing official, don't look at his age, he is stationed in the place with seven or eight aunts, and he is a frequent visitor to the painting boat on the Qinhuai River.

This person is a person from the general Liang Ji, it stands to reason that he is lustful and greedy, and he is easily co-opted and corrupted by King Wu in Jiangning, but King Wu has never won over this person.

Because King Wu looks down on this kind of person, although King Wu has been preparing for a rebellion, he has recruited and installed more or less people who want to do things, and it is also for this reason that Chen Zhuocai willingly rebelled with King Wu.

Otherwise, even if King Wu's rebellion succeeded, it would only be a group of corrupt officials who were replaced by another group of corrupt officials.

"The Dance of the Eight Hundred has long been lost, and the lonely is also obtained by accident, and now there are traitors in the court, maybe this is the will of heaven?" King Wu put down the wine glass and seemed to be explaining to Zhang Xun, but everyone could hear that King Wu was a poor dagger.

"Bold King Wu, are you going to rebel?" Zhang Xun asked loudly, he really looked like a loyal minister at this moment.

King Wu didn't answer this time, but glanced at everyone, he seemed to be waiting, waiting to see if anyone would come out and scold him.

After waiting for a while, no one jumped out, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

Chen Zhuo understood King Wu's intentions, at this time, there were some things that King Wu was actually not easy to say, and Chen Zhuo didn't care about any reputation, so he took the initiative to stand up, looked at Zhang Xun with disdain and said: "You old guy has been an official for decades, can you do a practical thing for the people?" Your Highness has always been very worried, what qualifications do you have to question Your Highness, in my opinion, only His Highness is qualified to enjoy this dance of eight hundred in the world. ”

"Now that the traitorous ministers of the court are in charge, the villain is bewitching the saints, and the ministers ask His Royal Highness to raise troops to the north, clear the king's side, punish the traitors, and return the world to a bright and prosperous world." Chen Zhuo knelt down on one knee towards King Wu, and he said that others didn't dare to say it, and he came out of the head that others didn't dare to come out.

"Crazy, what a madman, how did such a reckless man become a general?" Zhang Xun's beard trembled, and he pointed at Chen Zhuo with some incoherent words.

"It's noisy, die!" Suddenly, Chen Zhuo snorted coldly, and then glared at Zhang Xun viciously, shouting a dead word in his mouth.

As soon as this dead word came out, a sword qi erupted from Chen Zhuo's mouth, and the sword qi instantly passed through Zhang Xun's chest, he looked down in disbelief, and soon the front and back of this patrol's chest began to ooze bright red blood.

Zhang Xun's body fell heavily and was already lifeless, and many people looked at Chen Zhuo with shocked expressions, not expecting him to kill without warning.

"Who else thinks it's inappropriate for His Highness to watch the Dance of the Eight Hundred now? Who else is against it? Chen Zhuo asked in a calm tone, like a big devil who kills people without blinking.

No one dared to look at each other, of course, these were just some wavering people, those King Wu's irons, all of them were excited at the moment.

"I respectfully ask King Wu Qingjun to punish the traitor." After waiting for a while, I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and then hurriedly bowed down to King Wu one by one, all asking King Wu Qingjun to punish the traitor.

The name of Qingjun should be the best reason for rebellion, regardless of whether there are traitors or not, it is not wrong to use this.

King Wu looked at everyone with an embarrassed face, until all the people below knelt down and bowed, crying and shouting for almost two or three minutes, and then he said with difficulty: "Alas, that lonely is reluctant to make it difficult, for the well-being of the people of the world, for the common people to live a good life, from now on the Northern Expedition, vowing to kill the traitors in the court." ”

"Your Highness Shengming!" Your Excellency Quartet, everyone spoke in unison, as if it had been rehearsed.