What Murong Chui said is not wrong, the surroundings of Liang State are basically subdued, Murong Ke can't come out of Liaodong for a while, the threat is not big, and Fu Jian is also polite to Liang Guo.

But he took the initiative to attack Jiangdong in the south, and the time did not come.

Jiangdong's offense was insufficient, but its defense was more than enough.

Li Yue narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Chui, he proposed this strategy, naturally he didn't have any good intentions, to completely subdue this tiger, it was not simple, "Haha, what Daoming said is exact!" ”

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Wang Meng and Chang Wei hurriedly stood up.

Li Yue waved his hand, signaling them to be calm and restless, "Daoming is brave and fearless, and his fame moves the world, so it's better to cut it down on his behalf, how about it?" ”

Don't pay too much attention to what is said at the wine table.

Murong Chui instigated the southern expedition, then you go first, and Li Yueda can sit on the mountain behind and watch the tiger fight.

Hearing this, Wang Meng and Chang Wei both breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.

Today's Jiangdong is no longer the Jiangdong of Wang Xie Xunyin's time, Huan Wen Xing Gengxu was broken, the government was purged, Jiangdong's strength rose sharply, and the hasty southern expedition would only repeat the mistakes of Fu Jian in history.

"Haha, the minister is indeed not strong enough to drink, and he lost his words and lost his words, so that His Majesty and the princes laughed." Murong Chui hurriedly picked up the wine bottle and apologized to Li Yue, Wang Meng, and Chang Wei.

"One bottle is not enough, you should drink three bottles." Li Yue smiled.

Murong Chui didn't say a word, drank three bottles of wine in a row, and said with the strength of the wine: "There is no joy before the banquet, the minister has learned a set of sword dances, and I am willing to dedicate it to Your Majesty and the princes!" ”

The corners of Li Yue's mouth curled slightly, he had just tested him, and now he had come to defeat him.

Murong Chui is also the capital of ten thousand enemies, he went to the battlefield to fight at the age of thirteen, with a sword in his hand, but he was afraid that no one here could defeat him.

If he stood in the position of the entire Murong clan, Murong Chui gave up his life and killed himself, the Liang Kingdom would immediately fall apart, and Murong Ke would really have a chance to make a comeback in Liaodong.

This kind of thing has happened before, Cao Wei's general Guo Dun wanted to assassinate Liu Chan several times, but he didn't find the opportunity, and finally assassinated the general Fei Yi......

"This is a feast for the wind, not a feast for the Hongmen, and there is no need for Xiang Zhuang to dance the sword." Chang Wei picked up the wine bottle and said.

"Daoming has this Yaxing, how can I not allow it, come to someone, take my sword!" Li Yue sneered in his heart.

For so many years, in order to prevent assassins, he has always maintained the habit of wearing fine armor inside, and the eunuch who served wine next to him was actually pretending to be a school official, and Li Yue himself was also a brave general.

Murong Chui really moved his mind, even if it was ten thousand enemies, Li Yue was confident that he could resist for a while.

Ten thousand enemies are by no means really able to defeat ten thousand people, Murong Chui is a brave and fearless warrior on the battlefield, but he may not be good at assassination.

If he refuses, it will inevitably appear that Liang Guo is cowardly, which will reduce Liang Guo's prestige.

And since the Han and Wei dynasties, but all banquets, there is a tradition of "dancing to belong", if you don't give face, both sides immediately turn against each other, after Cai Yong was exiled in history, the local Taishou Wang Zhi set up a banquet, Wang Zhi danced to Cai Yong, Cai Yong brushed his sleeves away, Wang Zhi held a grudge and falsely accused him of slandering the court.

Tao Qian participated in the banquet of the county guard Zhang Qi, or the ancestor of the same county, Zhang Qi belonged to Tao Qian's dance, Tao Qian turned around a few times because of the lack of turns, and finally the two turned against each other, and the swords and soldiers faced each other......

Since Murong Chui proposed it, if he refused, he would be greatly hurt!

"General Murong is willing to dance for His Majesty, this is a graceful thing!" Two blushes appeared on Wang Meng's cheeks, as if he was also drunk.

"Yes, Daoming's name moves the world, and I have known it for a long time!"

The sword was quickly taken and handed to Murong Chui, "Your Majesty Xie!" ”

The long sword poured out, the light was clear, and Murong let out a breath of wine, "Good sword!" ”

The voice fell, the sword had already been shot, Murong Chui leaned back on one foot, the sword was like a swimming snake, moving with him, suddenly fierce like rain, suddenly gentle like the wind, suddenly agile like an ape, and suddenly fierce like a tiger......

With his upright posture, majestic face, and elegant footwork, he immediately attracted bursts of applause in the hall.

The previous trace of hostility was gone, and they were all immersed in a pleasing sword dance.

The more Murong Chui danced, the more interested he became, and he actually opened his mouth and groaned, "Chaofa Guang Momen." Twilight at Danshui Mountain. The left hand is bent and weak. Wave the dragon yuan with his right hand. ”

It was as if the long sword in his hand was leading him to Wang Meng's seat.

Since Murong Chui's debut, he has been invincible and invincible, and he has only been defeated at the hands of Wang Meng.

Wang Meng is also a fierce man, he has no fear of the sword light in front of him, and he also handed over the wine jug, Murong Hang waved the sword with his right hand, took it with his left hand, and immediately drank it, "Tie the horse chief Panasonic." Waste saddle high Yue head. A fierce and sorrowful wind rises. Lingling stream flow. ”

The sword dance became more and more intense, and he danced and drank and groaned.

Li Yue heard that this poem was Liu Kun's "Fufeng Song", a few lines of poetry, and the heroic spirit came out.

Although Liu Kun's great cause has not been accomplished, his integrity has been spread all over the world, and the northern Zhuhu is also moved by his integrity.

Murong Chui sang this poem, which immediately resonated with many people.

"The elk swims before me. The ape plays on my side. There is no food. Fern is edible. ”

When the atmosphere was getting higher and higher, Murong Chui stopped abruptly, stopped reading the poems in the back, stopped dancing the sword, knelt down on one knee in the hall, holding the sword in both hands, "Thank you, Your Majesty Sword!" ”

The temple fell silent again.

Murong Trai's move was to let Li Yue personally come to get the sword, if it was someone else to get it, although it was not much of a problem, but Murong Trai was dancing the sword and chanting poetry, which was somewhat disrespectful.

This is the finishing touch of this banquet, and it is also his last temptation.

Wang Meng picked up the wine bottle and was about to get up, Li Yue waved his hand to let him sit back, and then stepped down from the main seat, followed by the school affairs.

Click, click, click......

Li Yue walked slowly towards Murong Chui step by step.

People often say that with poetry, sword dancing and poetry, you can hear the pride and ambition in Murong Hang's chest.

Those who are heroic do not do small things.

And people with great ambitions will not lose their lives so easily.

Li Yue stepped forward and calmly took the sword, Murong lowered his head under the sword, and there were ripples in his heart.

His eyes fell on the long sword, the sword body was slightly blue, it was a top product that had been tempered for thousands of years, thinking about how to knock and knock this tiger, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, "Qiang", and returned the sword into the sheath, and returned it to Murong Hang's hand, "This sword is called blue blood, Chang Hong died in Shu, hid its blood, and turned into blue in three years." You can kill the disloyal people in the world, and the unfaithful things! ”

Chang Hong was a teacher of Confucius and was killed by the Zhou people. Legend has it that three years after his death, his heart turned into red jade, and his blood turned into jasper, so there is a saying of "Chang Hong turns into blue" and "blue blood pill heart", which is a metaphor for loyalty and justice.

Murong Chui tested Li Yue, and Li Yue used the sword as a metaphor in front of him, which can be called the finishing touch.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you are loyal or not, Li Yue is not the Fu Jian in history, and in this era, Murong Chui is destined to not be able to make waves.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Murong lowered his hands to catch the sword, but his head was lowered, and no one could see his eyes clearly.

While the two sides are testing each other, basic trust has been established.

Li Yue's impression of Murong Trai is not bad, brave and strategic, although he is a little selfish, but it is normal.

It's terrible not to see selfishness......

(End of chapter)