Such a delicacy, of course, must be given to the emperor Sima Zhen first.

Mao Hongbin was already busy picking two of the best pieces of mutton from Liu Sheng's hands and putting them on a plate, which was passed on to the emperor by Zhang Du.

Everyone also watched Sima Zhen eat it in amazement, and narrowed their eyes with satisfaction.

"It's delicious!"

"Then the emperor will have two more." Mao Hongbin asked with a smile, "This roast mutton is also the best when eaten hot." ”

"Why don't you have any energy?" Sima Zhen nodded, and Zhang Du naturally handed over the empty plate to Mao Hongbin again.

Liu Sheng and Liu Gu sped up their movements and began to roast more mutton to prepare for distribution to the other royal ministers.

The aroma became more and more intense, and many people who had not yet eaten the roast mutton instantly felt that the dishes in front of them were not fragrant, and waited to see if they could eat a bite.

"This is the addition of spices from the Western Regions to cover up the aroma. Of course, it still has to be roasted on the spot, and in the mixture of aromas, the eater will ignore the smell. Mao Hongbin patiently explained, did not stop in his hand, picked a few good pieces, and respectfully presented them to Sima Lun.

Sima Lun naturally ate it in a few bites, satisfied.

Everyone was not in their seats, they all gathered around the fire, watching Liu Gu and Liu Sheng roast mutton, and they also felt that watching the actions of these two people was also a food show.

At this moment, suddenly an extremely crisp shakuhachi sound sounded, and everyone's spirits were shocked.

It is indeed ethereal and distant, like fairy music floating from mid-air.

Following the prestige, among the many musicians, there is a bearded musician who has already stood up, and the shakuhachi tune that he is playing is very beautiful.

Immediately, another shakuhachi sounded, coming from among the dancers in the apse.

This shakuhachi's voice whimpered, and the bass whirlpool of extreme resentment was faintly crying.

While the crowd was still looking for a second player, a graceful dancer stepped out, light and dexterous, with slender limbs.

Somewhat surprisingly, her dress was not revealing in any way, but it outlined a beautiful figure. There is also a long line of red satin wrapped around the arms, which constantly flies up and down with the movements of the limbs, which is extremely beautiful.

The first shakuhachi sound had already weakened, and it was followed by the second shakuhachi sound, looming.

The dancers danced on the syllable of the second shakuhachi, and slowly walked into the crowd.

"Amazing Dance?" Someone shouted.

"Why the Thrilling Dance? Isn't this tune Sauvignon Blanc? Someone asked.

"The red sleeves are good at dancing, the delicate posture, the eye waves are flowing, and the tune is tactful. This is the words and phrases that someone used to describe the amazing dance of Mrs. Xiahou. ”

"Although she is wearing a veil, this is obviously the queen's mother."

Although no one dared to speak loudly, they had begun to whisper quietly, and as the dancers moved, they became louder and louder.

Sima Zhen looked at the red-sleeved dancer in front of him with good eyes, a little dazed.

In fact, not only Sima Zhen, but also Sima Lun, Sima Ying and others also looked at this elegant dancing woman, and they couldn't overlap her with the delicate little queen for a while.

The tune became more and more complaining, and it even made a whimpering and crying sound.

The first shakuhachi tone was raised slightly, and the dancer's footsteps paused. But at this time, the syllables of the second shakuhachi are even deeper and out of tune.

The crowd then looked at the second shakuhachi player from the dancer.

She is a meta-beauty.

At this time, her face was bloodless, her eyes were closed, and she was playing shakuhachi vigorously, trembling all over, but she was walking towards the dancers step by step, and towards the crowd.

At this time, two maidservants quickly walked to the center of the hall with a long curtain and mopping umbrella cover, their clothes were the same as those of the sheep, and they covered her in it, and spun it quickly.

There is wind, flying.

Motomito, who was blowing shakuhachi with her eyes closed, had a more confused tone, and her hands became stiff.

Liu Yao came out of the crowd of musicians, and he was the first shakuhachi. But his tune couldn't keep up with the out-of-tune music of Yuan Meiren, and the two voices mixed together, instead presenting an extremely harsh sound, disturbing the mind.

Yuan Meiren was brushed against her cheeks by the swirling umbrella cover and red sleeves, and finally stopped.

But at this time, there was a resentful woman's voice at the entrance of the main hall.

"The big cold feast, how lively, this palace should come."

"Who?" Yuan Jianshuo, the commander of the forbidden army guarding the gate of the main hall, had already sensed that something was wrong, and when he heard this movement, he even drew his saber.

But the woman just "giggled" and laughed, "Yuan Meiren, you are finally standing on top of the main hall." Look, the emperor is looking at you, you can be the queen. ”

When Yuan Meiren heard this, her brows furrowed, but she didn't open her eyes. She was still playing shakuhachi, and she couldn't seem to stop at all.

Liu Yao had already walked to her side, and unlike her whimpering and eager voice, he was like a long voice, which became a stark contrast to it.

At the same time, a woman turned out under the umbrella cover, still dancing to the tone of Yuan Meiren, with long sleeves stretched, beautiful and elegant, and a little more coquettish.

Motomito turned to face the woman who was dancing.

"The Queen." Zhang Du shouted out first, "Don't jump, Yuan Meiren is not quite right." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the voice at the door of the main hall rang out again.

"Yuan Meiren, you kill the queen, you are the queen!"

"Yuan Meiren, this palace said, kill the queen!"

"Yuan Meiren, if you want to be prosperous and rich, there is only this way!"

"Yuan Meiren, the emperor is right in front of you."

The woman's voice was extremely strange, high and low, and seemed to emit the tone of two people.

"What kind of person is pretending to be a ghost?" Yuan Jianshuo didn't care so much, "Come on, find someone for me!" ”

"Yuan beauty, kill the emperor! Avenge your child! Suddenly, the woman screamed, and the shakuhachi tone of Yuan Meiren stopped abruptly, and she actually tore the shakuhachi in her hand, revealing a delicate but sharp knife inside, and stabbed straight towards the emperor.

Sima Zhen still stood stupidly in place, not reacting.

The dancer who danced to Sima Xin's side pushed Sima Zhen to Zhang Du, and she herself reached out and picked up the iron skewer of roast mutton, and stopped Yuan Meiren's sharp knife with her hand.

Yuan Meiren missed a blow, and it was impossible to do it again.

Liu Yao had already rushed over from behind her, and hit her back with a palm, seeing Yuan Meiren spit out a mouthful of blood and fall to the ground.

At this time, another person ran out under the umbrella cover, she rushed to the door of the main hall in a hurry, and shouted to Yuan Jianshuo: "Above the gate, catch!" ”

Yuan Jianshuo saw that it was Cui Xi, and then looked up, and saw an old woman lying on the beam at the entrance of the main hall, she was all dressed in black, if it wasn't for being shouted, it would be impossible to be found in the night.

(End of chapter)