There was a crisp sound when the cups and plates collided, Liu Jinfu tilted her head slightly, and her eyes fell on a plate of chicken legs sent by Jiang Ning, she was stunned, and her eyes fell on Jiang Ning's face along the hand holding the saucer.

Jiang Ning smiled brightly at her.

Liu Jinfu's expression softened slightly, and he took the chopsticks and poked towards the chicken thigh.

Liu Bing touched his nose a little embarrassed, then turned around and retreated to his seat.

There was a long silence in the pavilion again, and the father and son, Liu Bing and Liu Yue, were relatively speechless, and since Liu Bing returned to his seat, the two had not communicated much.

The sound of silk and bamboo is still flowing in the pavilion, the veil in the pavilion is fluttering, and the dancers are fluttering with long sleeves, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Everyone present had their own thoughts and was absent-minded.

Jiang Qingyuan drank a glass of wine without changing his face, but in fact, his eyes inadvertently swept over everyone's faces, as if he was trying to catch the mastermind behind the murder of him.

Shen Tong always followed the wine talk of the people around him with a bright smile, saying that it was a wine talk, but in fact, his eyes always fell on Shen Qingrong's face unconsciously, and then moved to Jiang Ning lightly.

Liu Yue has not had a good face since he returned to his position, he is eating carelessly, and at the same time he looks at Liu Jinfu from time to time, with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

But Liu Jinfu always ate the chicken leg sent by Jiang Ning with a smile on his face, as if he was completely unaware of the other party's gaze.

Mu Jingzhao always sat upright, his back straight and made a posture that an emperor should have, his eyes fell on Jiang Ning who was concentrating on eating from time to time, I don't know if he was infected by the other party, he hesitated for a moment or relaxed his back and lowered his head to eat.

Shen Qingrong always had a gentle and dignified smile on her face, she straightened up, and her eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the hall from time to time, quite a sense of looking at the overall situation.

The sound of silk and bamboo raised a high-pitched tone in the air, and gradually became soothing, and finally gradually disappeared into the air.

At the end of the song, Jiang Ning put down his chopsticks and looked up at the center of the pavilion.

The people who had been observing her also looked up with her and looked towards the middle of the pavilion.

In the center of the pavilion, the murmuring water suddenly appeared in the mist, and the thick fog spread out in the water flow and blended with the fluttering curtains around the pavilion, casting a dreamy and blurry color on the whole pavilion.

In the midst of the white mist, everyone's vision was obstructed, and it was gradually difficult to distinguish what the scene was in the center of the pavilion.

The sound of silk and bamboo suddenly sounded, suddenly becoming sharp and sharp, the sound was poignant, and it seemed to imply a few neighing of horses' hooves.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they looked left and right, as if they were looking for where the strange sound came from.

At this moment, a red-clothed dancer slowly walked out of the center of the pavilion with her long sleeves, and the bright red color danced in a white mist, showing an almost terrifying eye-catching.

The fog gradually receded, and the woman was covered with a mask and dressed in red, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

If the people present observed carefully, it was not difficult to see that the woman's physique and temperament were quite similar to Liu Jinfu.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

A thick drum beat sounded in the gazebo, and the sound grew from small to loud, constantly becoming rapid.

The woman's dance movements became more and more rapid and fierce with the sound of the drums, and her gestures were full of heroism.

Everyone in the pavilion seemed to be attracted by this atmosphere, and everyone looked at the woman in the pavilion intently, with a look of joy on their faces.

Before she knew it, several drummers surrounded the woman.

The dance continued, and the soft long sleeves fell into the hands of the cardinal, like a painting of a long sword sharpened like clay.

The long sleeves continued to pierce out of the woman's hand like a sword, and instantly landed on the drum around her, and the thighs received a blow with a muffled sound.

It was no worse than the sound of the mighty man's percussion.

As the woman continued to dance, the drumming in the pavilion continued to sound, one, two, three, and powerfully.

By this time, the sun had sunk in the west, and the warm orange sunlight with a hint of twilight shone obliquely into the pavilion, dancing with the dancer's blood-red dress. The sunset fell on the dancer's flowing long sleeves, as if given life by her long sleeves, jumping and dancing with her movements, and then hitting the strands fiercely, falling with a muffled sound.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Ning propped up his chin and looked intently at the woman dancing in the middle of the pavilion, but his heart was filled with Liu Jinfu's heroic appearance on the battlefield back then.

This is the female general she imagined.

At the same time, she is also a female general in the hearts of tens of millions of people in Gongguo.

Jiang Ning looked at the woman's dancing posture, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion floated in his heart.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at Liu Jinfu beside her, and wondered in her heart whether the other party would be like herself, seeing her former self in this burst of drum music.

Liu Jinfu looked at the dancing woman in the hall in a daze, as if she was in a trance, Jiang Ning couldn't see much emotion from the other party's side face, but vaguely felt that her eyes seemed to be glowing with a sparkling red.

The sky continued to become rich in the music, and the warm yellow gaze gradually sank a little bit in this burst of music.

Just as the last rays of sunlight were about to fade, the woman's arms stretched, and a number of long sleeves instantly came out from the woman's arms, falling on all the strands around her, and the strands made a muffled sound.

The woman bowed and bowed, and the curtain fell perfectly in the last rays of the sunset.

There was thunderous applause in the four rounds, and the woman slowly withdrew amid the applause of everyone.

It was getting late, and the palace people walked into the shop quickly and lit up all the lanterns in the hall.

"What a dance like a frightening dragon, Concubine Ning is really ingenious, the old minister admires, admires!" Shen Tong raised his glass and stood up, bent down to Jiang Ning and saluted.

Jiang Ning hurriedly withdrew her gaze from Liu Jinfu's reddened face, she stood up with her cup and smiled, "Lord Shangshu praised it falsely." ”

"It seems a little unusual for Lao Chen to listen to this dance music, can Niang Niang tell Lao Chen what this music is?"

Jiang Ning's smile was still neither humble nor arrogant, "I haven't had time to choose a name yet, this is choreographed by this palace and the dancer." ”

Shen Tong nodded slightly to show that he understood, "The old minister looks quite similar to the war dance that uses to boost morale during the battle. ”

Jiang Ning's face was calm, and his expression was still calm, "Its inspiration is from the war dance." ”

As soon as Jiang Ning's words came out, there was an uproar everywhere.

Especially Liu Yue, he glanced at Jiang Ning with disdain, "It's just the beautiful sound made by some women, and they dare to compare it with the war dance." ”

(End of chapter)