"Your Majesty, Princess Changning, can you give this painting to the old man for collection?"

This is the first time Beili has called a junior.

It can be seen that the old man attaches great importance to it.

"I have no objection, Yao'er, are you willing?"

His two daughters are really unexpected today.

The obscure one played his own pipa music, while the one who was good at the pipa made even more rare paintings.

"The son has no objection."

Wen Yao's reaction was mediocre.

The manuscripts she practiced in the modern world were stacked in several large boxes, and the corners of the table were too thick to be used, and she really didn't care much about this casual picture of the palace banquet.

"Senior, the masterpiece should be circulated by others, is it a little inappropriate for you to keep it privately?"

A prince of Yan Kingdom loves to paint, he doesn't care about any heavenly strategists, but the old man takes such a unique piece as his own in three or two sentences, and the man is not angry in his heart, and he said bluntly at the risk of offending the emperor.

Zhao Yu: They all laugh at me, look, there are really painting idiots who are crazy, right?

Beili didn't pay any attention to this prince and asked to himself.

"Which doll is next?"

"Senior, this hall is willing to dance the sword for everyone."

Simon Firmament drew his sword with a "sigh".

He was two years older than Wen Yao, and when he stood up, he could look down on most of the children present.

"Dancing swords? Prince Simon wants to dance with a sword? ”

The hall exploded again, and there were doubts from all over the world.

Some people began to wonder if this was a Hongmen banquet, and whether Prince Ximen would suddenly stab at someone while dancing with a sword.

The future of the royal family is in this hall.

One stab is accurate.

"This is a wooden sword, the edge is smooth and blunt, it won't hurt people, otherwise the main hall won't be able to bring it into the palace."

Simon Firmament seemed to know everyone's doubts and explained calmly.

All people must be searched before entering the feast, and no suspicious sharp weapons must be carried on their bodies.

The person who questioned before was a little embarrassed, and smiled dryly: "Prince Ximen is thoughtful and admires." ”

Fun sword movements.

Xiliang's costume is not as conservative as Yan Guo's, exposing the bronze muscle lines of the youth.

His black hair fluttered, and the wooden sword danced in his hand.

If you are like a rainbow, you can't lose the real sword.

Wen Yao took another bite of steamed chicken with mugwort pepper.

She was almost exhausted of all the chicken on her plate.

When she raised her eyes again, she saw that the Ximen Firmament Sword was dancing well, but it was just ......

Why is Yue Wu getting closer to her?

The boy pulled a sword flower and finished it with a sassy stabbing action.

But Wen Yao was just stunned for a moment, then picked up another piece of chicken and put it in her mouth.

Good dancing but please stay away from me and don't disturb me eating, thank you.

Ximen Qiongcang understood the meaning on Wen Yao's face, and his face was slightly gloomy.

Everyone in the hall was clapping their hands and applauding, he couldn't say anything, so he snorted coldly and put his sword into the sheath.

The rabbit demon quietly rolled his eyes.

This human cub is easy to drag.

It's just a wooden sword.

The talent show continues.

It is inconvenient to display martial arts indoors, and the rest of the men do not carry wooden swords like Ximen Firmament, so they can only recite some poems and songs, and occasionally have one or two masterpieces.

The same goes for women. Zhuyu is in front, no matter how much she behaves, it seems to be down.

The gentle pipa song in front, Wen Yao's palace banquet picture, and the sword dance of the West Gate Firmament have left a deep impression on everyone.

Listening to some clichéd verses, I always feel almost meaningless.

By the time the show came down, the sun had already sunset.

Everyone present looked lacking in interest and in high spirits.

"You are the royal family of Kyushu, you must be good at talent, and you must be proficient in strategy. Let's take 'famine' as the theme, and express our opinions. ”