Chapter 58: The Queen Mother's Birthday Banquet

The Queen Mother's birthday banquet is approaching.

"You don't have to teach you how to do it, do you?"

There was a black-clothed attendant kneeling in front of Yu Shen, and he saw that this person was burly, and he must be a person with strong martial arts.

"My subordinates understand."

Shaoyang County.

Xie Lanzhou looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, knowing that tomorrow was the queen mother's birthday, but she couldn't be there, so she could only send her favorite pastries to someone.

Just because I can't help myself now, I just want my mother to live a long life, peace and smoothness. Xie Lanzhou was thinking so, and Yu Yaozhi walked over.

"What do you think?"

Yu Yaozhi asked with a smile, and put his arm around him.

"It's okay, I just miss my mother."

I have been away for so long, not only did I not find out anything famous, but I didn't even go to my mother's birthday, which is really unfilial.

Thinking of this, Xie Lanzhou was really guilty.

"It's okay, you look at the stars in the sky, the people we can't see are actually stars in the sky, watching you from places you can't see."

These words were said by a sister who was very good to him when he was a child in an orphanage.

She was abandoned since she was a child, lived in an orphanage, was bullied and couldn't fight back, and wanted to become strong herself so that she had the idea of learning sanda, but she didn't expect to become an agent later.

She probably couldn't empathize with Xie Lanzhou's feelings, because Xie Lanzhou was happy at least in his childhood, and he had always been alone.

Xie Lanzhou looked at the shining star, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and looked at Yu Yaozhi beside her, why didn't she miss her family?

It's just that two cold people hugging each other to keep each other warm makes sense.

On the second day, the Queen Mother's birthday banquet came, and many princes and ministers came, as well as Huo Zhao with Fang Huai, Xu Song, Jiang Mingshan, father and daughter.

The palace lamps are hanging high, the red candles are swaying, the luxurious palace banquet is staggered, and between the cups is a table full of wine, which is full of joy.

Lively and vulgar, the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, the banquet is staggered, the words are happy, and the joy is harmonious. Hanging lanterns, bright as day, Milky Way snow waves, brilliant jewelry, the fragrance of the dragon's birthday, the bottle inserted evergreen, a good royal atmosphere.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that everyone is bored, and they are just perfunctory greetings with each other, and singing and dancing are not fake, but they are not uncommon things in the palace, which makes people only annoying.

The eyes of the third prince have never left Jiang Xueyan since she arrived.

The pale green long skirt, the cuffs are embroidered with light blue peonies, the silver thread outlines a few auspicious clouds, the hem is densely packed with a row of blue sea clouds, the chest is a wide piece of pale yellow brocade wrapped in the chest, the body gently turns the long skirt and spreads out, and the gestures are as graceful as the wind blowing the willows.

The Queen Mother also saw it in her eyes and whispered to the emperor.

"Is this the girl that the third child is happy with?"

The Emperor nodded, and the corners of his mouth could not hide a smile.

"It's a bold one, and a few days ago I went to the northwest to fight with him."

The Queen Mother was very happy when she heard this, but then she felt a little sad as if she thought of something.

"Since the third child likes to go with him, it's a pity that Lan Zhou is not here today, and I don't know how he is now..."

When a mother is naturally mindful of her children.

"Today is your birthday, don't worry about it, I asked someone to prepare a sword dance, don't you like these the most?"

After that, he called Fang Huai.

This is the first time he has performed in front of so many people, and he can't help but be a little nervous, and Jiang Xueyan is also silently sweating for him on the side.

"This is a distant relative of the Huo family, and I will perform for everyone today, which can be regarded as a helper!"

The emperor said to the guests present, Fang Huai walked to the center of the stage, only to see that he was dressed in plain white clothes, just standing there was a painting, and the girls present were fascinated by him.

With the sound of music, he picked up the sword at will, pulled a sword flower, and danced the Fang family's swordsmanship uncontrollably.

The rustiness that has not been tried for a long time makes the figure look a little stiff, turning around, jumping up, picking up the sword, the moves and styles in the dusty memories are slowly revealed, and the dance style is also a little smoother.

The lacquered sword body dances with the arm, the man's sword is not as gentle as the daughter's family, even the sword dance has a shocking aura of the enemy, and the high tune can't help but speed up the pace.

The sword qi broke through the wind, and the body wandered through the court with the moves, sometimes as light as a swallow and a sword, and sometimes suddenly like a thunderbolt and a falling leaf.

The people present applauded one by one, but the expression on the emperor's face became more and more ugly.

This... Isn't this the Fang family's swordsmanship back then? I will never be mistaken, since I was lucky enough to see it, I have never forgotten it.

What's more, the destruction of the Fang family back then is still fresh in my memory.

Qu Bi sword stopped, Fang Huai took the sword back into the scabbard, but the emperor was still trapped in his memories and couldn't get out.

At this moment, a dark arrow flew towards the emperor impartially, and it was the black-clothed guard of that day, who was lying on the roof of the house and watching the movement here.

"There are assassins!"

With a shout, Xie Wushuang hurriedly blocked it on the side, hitting him in the crook of the arm, this was his plan, let Yu Shen send someone to ambush secretly, and then pretend to save him.

The crowd of guests instantly turned into a pot of porridge, and Huo Zhao and the others quickly rushed forward to catch the assassin.

The third prince saw that his father was fine, and a group of soldiers surrounded him, so he didn't need himself much.

So he blocked in front of Jiang Xueyan first, which made Jiang Mingshan on the side a little overwhelmed, could it be that these three princes were at a loss for their daughters...

Jiang Xueyan's martial arts skills were many times better than those of the Third Prince, so she pulled the Third Princes behind her, and then got up and took her sword and rushed with Huo Zhao and his party to catch the assassin.

Seeing this heroic Jiang Xueyan, the third prince liked it even more.

"Call the Imperial Doctor!"

The first emperor looked at his second son, who he didn't like much from the beginning, but now he gave up his life to save himself, and his heart was inexplicably a little guilty and a little warm.

Fortunately, it was just a dark arrow that was not poisonous, and it only injured the crook of the arm, and after treatment, it was no longer a big problem.

"Don't worry, father, the child is fine, it's just that this assassin messed up the Queen Mother's birthday, it's really damned."

Xie Wushuang said it so movingly, those who didn't know thought he was a complete filial son.

"You have a good rest soon, and you don't have to worry about these side things."

The first emperor patted him on the shoulder and said, and the queen mother on the side also agreed.

"yes, yes, thanks to Shuang'er just now, there was no danger..."

At this moment, Xie Wushuang's biological mother, Concubine Tan, rushed over in a panic.

"My son, I'm really going to scare my mother into fainting, how can you take such a risk... Son, why is your life so miserable..."

The words were full of sarcasm about the former emperor's partiality, after all, this Concubine Tan, as Xie Wushuang's biological mother, was from a low background and had been looked down upon for so many years.