"You say Lu Yuan is stupid, but I think that King Zhao is really shrewd, killing two birds with one stone, whether it is positive or negative, he has made it."

Zhang Cang continued, reminding Lu Shizhi to pay attention to observe the reactions of the Zhao State officials present.

I saw the ministers of Zhao Guo, seeing Zhang Ao personally tasting medicine for Liu Ji, his posture was so respectful that he seemed to be inferior, and his face couldn't help but show resentment.

This group of Zhao ministers are almost all the disciples of the old Zhao King Zhang Er, Zhang Er has been a ranger all his life, heroic and wealthy, and acts quite in the style of his benefactor Xinling Jun, so in the long run, he has gathered a large group of heroes in troubled times.

This group of loyal old ministers, who were willing to work for the old King Zhao, also became the ministers of Tuogu, and continued to assist his son Zhang Ao with all their strength according to the rules of the old doormen.

Although before Zhang Er's death, he repeatedly instructed Cheng Xiangao, Zhao Wu and others not to try to be enemies of the Han Emperor, but most of the courtiers were born recklessly and did not have Zhang Er's far-sighted insight, and they only regarded the last words of the old King Zhao as a compromise.

In their eyes, the Qin Dynasty's domination of the world for more than ten years was just an anomaly in the turmoil of the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period for more than 500 years, and it would not last.

Seeing that after the death of the old King Zhao, the young master served the emperor so grovelingly, and he could still maintain his nobility in the face, but Zhao Wu and several other generals were born and couldn't control their grievances, and their thick eyebrows were tightly locked, as if they were about to bite the back molars.

"I mean, it's not going to be another feast—"

Lu Shizhi looked around and wanted to laugh.

"Not yet, not yet,"

Zhang Cang picked up the wine, smiled and looked at Chen Ping, Xiahouying and others from a distance, raised his glass and drank together, and muttered in his mouth,

"Even if there is a feast, it is not today.

In my opinion, today's good drama is not a group of heroes, but a beauty plan. ”

"What beauty trick? Where is the beauty? ”

"Don't be impatient, just watch the show."

Zhang Cang slightly pursed his mouth in the direction of King Zhao, who was sitting upright, raised his head and drank it all.

***

Seeing that after the emperor drank the medicine, he was refreshed, talking and laughing as usual, and seeing that there was no big problem, Zhang Ao quietly glanced at the yellow door on his side, and the person immediately flashed and quietly disappeared outside the hall.

After another cup of tea, the yellow door led several young women wearing narrow and tight-sleeved white short blouses, embroidered thin Luo Qi blouses, and long skirts tied around their waists, quietly walked into the main hall.

As soon as the group of women entered the hall, they attracted everyone's attention.

Not only do they dress differently, but they also don't comb the most popular high bun or vertebral bun at the back of their heads, but pull up a round bun low against their scalp, which is smooth and smooth, and highlights their beautiful faces.

Lu Shizhi's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw that the hands of these dancing girls were tightly clasped in their sleeves, and the cuffs occasionally saw a cold light, flashing, as if holding some sharp blade.

Behind them, there were seven or eight elderly musicians with small flat drums, each wearing a small blue hat, lined up in three rows at the door.

"You still say it's not a Hongmen feast?

Why do you dance with a guy? ”

He frowned and asked Zhang Cang.

"Not really,"

Zhang Cang glanced at him, as if he didn't know anything,

"Even if I don't think about you, I won't let Your Majesty put your life at risk."

Seeing that the dancers were ready, Zhang Ao leaned over and said to Liu Ji with a smile,

"This is a knife dance specially prepared for you, which is a characteristic of Zhao Di, it is said that it came from the filthy and other tribes in Liaodong, and it is rarely seen in Han land.

It's just that the minister has some concerns, but I'm afraid that this dance will startle the holy driver. ”

"Why?"

Liu Ji squinted his eyes and looked at the group of women not far away, their clothes were solemn and simple, and their expressions were solemn, which was different from the delicate and elegant of ordinary women.

"Since it is a knife dance, as the name suggests, when dancing, the dancer needs to hold two short knives in both hands-"

"Ahem, what's the matter, I'm still afraid that my son-in-law will not be able to rebel?"

Liu Ji stroked his palms and laughed, looking interested.

Everyone laughed during the banquet, and Zhang Ao nodded slightly at the foreman drummer, and the show officially began.

***

The drums sounded, and the dancers scattered in all directions, like a flock of frightened birds, only to hear the sound of "swish", and each of them threw off a short knife from each sleeve on each side.

Although everyone present had been prepared, they were still gasped by the light of the knife brush, but they saw that with the continuous flipping of the slender wrists of the dancing girls, the blade of the knife made a circle of arc glare on the back of their hands, and the cold air was pressing.

The drum beat became more and more urgent, and from the whirling crowd, a woman in a dark robe jumped quickly, and the hem of her skirt bloomed and flew like a black cloud.

Everyone couldn't see her face clearly, but they felt that she danced a pair of short knives tied with red silk spikes brilliantly, or stabbed, or thrown, or winded, like a nine-day fairy, and like a Shura martial god, revealing a murderous aura in her might.

I don't know how long the dance lasted, the drumming stopped abruptly, and everyone's minds were captured by the momentum of this knife dance, and the audience was silent, as if there was no one.

In the silence, the woman in the dark clothes slowly turned around, stroked the black crow's cloud temples, tucked the placket of her clothes, slowly raised her feet wearing thin white silk socks, kicked the hem of her skirt, and struck the two sharp knives in her hands to each other, and the sound of gold and stone trembled and echoed in the hall, and it did not go for a long time.

At this time, everyone present saw clearly that the woman's dark skirt was embroidered with shining gold threads with cranes that were about to fly.

Everyone was impressed by her restrained and calm momentum, and there was a sound of admiration.

Only Lu Yuan, after seeing the woman's face clearly, let out a low exclamation, turned his head suddenly, his big eyes were full of unbelievable pathos, and he stared intently at his husband Zhang Ao beside him, as if he didn't know him.

Zhang Ao didn't pay any attention to the queen's questioning eyes, and only looked forward to the emperor's reaction with a smile on his face.

Liu Ji has always loved beauties, and also loves music and dance, and often plays drums with Mrs. Qi on weekdays. He was already stupid at this time, and applauded,

"This sword dance is really magnificent, soft and rigid, and has a bit of a war dance.

Especially the dancing girl at the head, who dances well and has a lot of charm. ”

Hearing the emperor's praise, the woman shook the double knife violently, held it firmly in her hand, and saluted on the ground, Fang slowly raised her head, only to see her long eyebrows into the sideburns, apricot eyes flying obliquely, and a heroic spirit in her beauty, which was thrilling.

"Zhao Ji, Your Majesty praises you, don't thank you quickly, and come to your Majesty again."

Zhang Ao said with a smile, and said to Liu Ji,

"This woman's surname is Zhao, and she is one of the beauties in the harem, who has learned knife dance and is quite accomplished.

Her mother, Zhao Yuan, was the inner master when she was a child, and a while ago, she was just called to Luoyang Palace to serve Mrs. Qi's little prince Ruyi. ”

Liu Ji suddenly realized, nodded again and again,

"Oh, it seems that there is such a thing, it turns out that there is such a heavy opportunity, isn't it a coincidence?"