According to the heavenly and earthly branches, after the year of Bingchen is Ding Si, although the troubled times and wars continue, but at the time of the traditional festival at the turn of the old and the new, celebrations are still held in most places.

Outside the Jiade Hall in Chang'an Palace, a 2,000-person dance is underway, the dancers are naked despite the snowflakes fluttering in the sky and the cold climate, their bodies are covered with all kinds of strange patterns and ornaments, and their hands and feet are waved vigorously in the same rhythm with the beat of the drums, and the dancers who lead the dance wear masks that symbolize the gods, hold aloft a bush of cattails, and chant prayers. Legend has it that the ancestors of the Fu family grew a pu grass in the house, particularly tall, the clansmen all thought it was different, thought that it was the appearance of the noble, so the clan took Pu as the surname, until the Taizu Emperor of the Qin Fu clan was in Guanzhong, took the proverb of "grass to pay the king", and changed the surname Pu to the surname Fu, the sound is the same as the word, although there are differences, but the pu grass has been handed down as the totem of the Fu family.

Now this bush of grass is used as a symbol of the dance, which is precisely the meaning of praying and blessing for the Fu clan royal family on the occasion of the New Year, which is also a ritual that must be performed every Chinese New Year's Eve in the Qin Imperial Palace.

The 2,000 dancers are in unison, and it looks extremely magnificent. And the Jiade Hall is also full of princes and ministers, and the fragrant and warm scenes in the hall and the snowflakes flying outside the hall contrast with each other.

This is the annual Chinese New Year's Eve feast, where the Son of Heaven and the civil and military officials gather together to celebrate the New Year.

The one-eyed tyrant sat on the embroidered couch at the top, today he still did not wear a crown robe, still a light and soft coat, the short placket ended, it seems that this is the one-eyed tyrant's favorite clothing, fortunately today he did not carry a bow and arrows as usual, so that the minister in charge of the wine secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Several glamorous ** concubines sat beside the one-eyed tyrant, one by one, with ice muscles and snow bones, charming and charming, the one closest to the one-eyed tyrant was particularly beautiful, wearing only a thin layer of gauze, revealing snow-white skin and a beautiful figure, at this time they were leaning obliquely on the one-eyed tyrant's body, and a pair of water-like autumn pupils were lightly passing by the full of civil and military ministers.

Even if it is such a stunning beauty, the civil and military officials full of people are trembling, sitting with bated breath, they dare not look at the woman of the Son of Heaven, let alone let the woman of the Son of Heaven pay attention to themselves, Shang Shufu shot Jia Xuanshi was seen by the concubine of the Son of Heaven on the palace floor, because of Jia Xuanshi's handsome appearance, the concubine asked the name and surname of the Son of Heaven Jia Xuanshi, as a result, this aroused the jealousy of the Son of Heaven, and cut off Jia Xuanshi's head on the spot and put it in front of the concubine, and joked: "Since you like his appearance, this will be given to you." "Jia Xuanshi's Yin Jian is not far away, these civil and military officials don't want to incur the disaster of killing.

Dozens of paces behind the one-eyed tyrant, there was another banquet, where a banquet was set up, which was very different from the ministers sitting at the bottom of the table, and it also showed the honorable status of the person sitting at this table.

It was a man with long hair and a thin man, whose exact age he could not tell, with a peaceful smile on his face, quietly watching the speech and demeanor of the princes and ministers, and the attendants kneeling to serve the dishes.

"National teacher, this is a turtle and crane life extension soup that has been cooked for three days, and His Majesty has issued a special edict to give the national teacher a cup. ”

The long-haired man bowed his head lightly and smiled: "Thank you for your work." "Eyes on the steaming silver soup cup, turtle and crane longevity? is a soup cooked from turtle meat and crane meat, turtles and cranes are long-lived, but this is because of their own spirituality, it does not mean that eating their meat can also prolong their lives, stupid human beings, such tyrannical creatures.

Another thought, isn't it because we think that people have the wisdom to eat their flesh for pleasure?

The long-haired man stopped the extension of his thoughts, demons and people are incompatible, people are destined to be the food of our people, these inferior creatures are not worthy of occupying this splendid rivers and mountains. ...,

......

The drums of the dance were more urgent, and the two thousand dancers rushed and leaped rapidly, the figures were scattered, and the grass was reflected in the snow by the night, forming a strange figure.

......

Qinghe Wang Fu Fa looked at the vacant seat in front of the left with concern, this is the seat of Guangping Wang Fu Huangmei, but since he visited the mansion that day, he has always said that he is not sick, and even today, the grand party of the monarch and ministers to spend the New Year together, did not come to participate.

Fu Fa is aware of the twists and turns in the Dao, "There are demons in the palace." This is what Fu Huangmei said to himself that morning, and Fu Fa was bold, secretly raised his eyes, and looked at the beauty beside the one-eyed tyrant.

"I heard that there is a favorite concubine beside the tyrant, named Rudan, she is a demon, so I can teach the prince to know. ”

This passage came to Fu Fa's mind, and the person who said this is still in his palace, and thanks to him, after learning that the king of Guangping was killed by demons, he quickly calmed down his shocked mood, and also took some precautions.

Is that her? Fu Fa looked at the delicate flower, really amorous, a lovely person who sinks fish and geese, such a beautiful woman, is actually demonized?

Fu Fa's heart changed, but the eyes of the stunning beauty turned to meet the gaze of Fu Fa as if they were sensitive, and smiled sweetly.

......

The lead dancer of the dance shook his head in the light of the lights outside the temple, and the mask of the gods on his face looked a little hideous in the snowy night.

......

Fu Fa was startled, and immediately lowered his gaze, perhaps because he knew about the evil things of the Dao Dao in advance, and he shuddered for no reason.

At this moment, the long-haired man in the back seat seemed to notice something, his eyes condensed, and he stared at Fu Fa deadly.

......

"Roar!" the dancers shouted together.

......

"Come on, come on, Zhuqing will drink another jue!" The one-eyed tyrant was in a very good mood today, raised the wine jue in his hand, and signaled to the full house.

The civil and military officials were restrained and a little afraid of raising the lord accordingly, the Son of Heaven toasted, they did not dare not drink it all, although today the Son of Heaven did not carry a bow and arrows ready to shoot the minister who was ineffective in prison, but in the face of such a moody tyrant, how could they dare to disobey the slightest?

Among the ministers who were full of sincere fear and trembling, only one of them looked as usual, talking and laughing.

He is only an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, but the style of the robe on his body shows his royal identity, although he is not very old, but the expression on his face is quite heroic, his chin has just grown a slight mustache, a pair of eyes are even more different, in the hall lights shine a layer of purple light, but the face is more burly and majestic.

The purple-eyed young man stood up and struck down the one-eyed tyrant again.

"Third brother, little brother respects you, I wish the third brother the next year, dominate the world, and create my great Qin Yongshi foundation. ”

The purple-eyed young man did not use the honorific title between the monarch and the minister, but called the one-eyed tyrant the third brother, and the one-eyed tyrant was not only not angry, but on the contrary, he was very useful, and he also raised the wine lord happily: "Ha Luha, Xiao Jiantou." He shouted the nickname of the purple-eyed young man, "Come, do this!"

The golden light of the dragon on the wine lord is scorching, and it seems to dance its claws between lifting and putting down.

※※※

This is another palace, compared with the Jiade Hall in Chang'an City, although it is less of a heavy momentum, but it is more luxurious and exquisite, and, like the Jiade Palace, it is also full of ministers with crowns and robes.

Compared with the clothes of the civil and military officials of Di Qin, the openings of the ministers here seem to be wider and wider, and the robes are wider and more elegant, but the trembling and restrained expressions of most of them are no different from those of the civil and military officials at the banquet of Di Qin.

The difference is that the object of fear of these ministers is not the Son of Heaven in the embroidered robe on the dragon couch, but the middle-aged man in black who sits in front of the Son of Heaven. ...,

Even the Son of Heaven in the embroidered robe kept looking at the man in black nervously during his gestures, as if he was afraid that he would be reprimanded for doing something wrong.

This is also a banquet for monarchs and ministers to enjoy the New Year together, perhaps because the atmosphere is a little depressing, the man in black raised the wine lord in his hand, and the son of heaven behind him saw the movements of the man in black, and hurriedly picked up the wine bottle.

"I hope that the Northern Expedition will be completed in the coming year, and I will return the land of the two capitals. The man in black has a gentle face, resolute eyebrows and eyes, and a short beard like an inch of steel needle, and has a kind of momentum that is not angry and self-threatening.

The Son of Heaven immediately stammered and added: "It's ...... Precisely. ”

The voices of the ministers sounded: "The great cause of the Northern Expedition is all due to the holy grace of His Majesty, and the great Sima Tianwei." ”

The man in black smiled faintly and covered his sleeve with his sleeve: "Please." ”

The slightly faint voice of the Son of Heaven immediately followed: "Please...... Please ......"

Looking at the posture of the man in black with his neck up and drinking, a scribe with a beautiful wind god put down his wine glass by himself, and his calm and deep gaze swept from the man in black to the cowering Son of Heaven.

※※※

Passing past the opulent palace palace is a different sight.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, people who have had the New Year's dinner step out of their homes, or set off firecrackers and fireworks to welcome the New Year; or they can't wait to bring home-made lanterns to give everyone a sneak peek before the Lantern Festival, and the wine shops and tea houses in the city are also open as usual, full of talkative gentlemen and high-rollers who take advantage of the wine to buy fun. The city is full of people, the lights are bright, the streets and alleys are shoulder to shoulder, singing and laughing, and from time to time there are fireworks that bloom in the night to form a beautiful pattern.

A man in a black robe and a thin scholar paced slowly down the street, the man in the black robe was about thirty years old, his face was clear, his bearing was calm, and the long sword at his waist set off his body more and more slender, and the thin scholar was twenty-five or sixteen years old, his face was pale, and his eyebrows flew into his temples. In front of them, there was a beautiful woman, walking with cheerful steps, feeling the lively atmosphere of the New Year in the streets and alleys.

"Ah, there's a lion playing ball lantern. The beautiful woman clapped her hands and motioned to the man in the black robe, but she had already run over.

The man in the robe smiled and nodded, looking at the woman's eyes full of tender love.

"A beautiful woman is like a jade, Brother Han is really blessed. The scholar saw the look of the man in the black robe, and said with envy.

The man in the robe smiled gracefully: "That's the big Sima's care, Ziyan said and laughed." ”

The scholar named Ziyan also smiled: "The great Sima Quan leans towards the government and the opposition, does not tend to enter the court, praises and worships the nameless, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are all sideways, even the Son of Heaven and the Holy Lord also have to look at his eyes, Brother Han is a celebrity under the Great Sima Curtain, and he is naturally Chi Chang Jingshi, and he looks down on the king."

As if he heard that there was something else in Ziyan's words, the man in the Xuanrobe chuckled and diverted the topic: "After the beginning of spring, Da Sima will go on a northern expedition, I have already mentioned you to Da Sima, you have read the military book and are well versed in Tao Strategy, and Da Sima will definitely use you at that time." ”

Ziyan sighed: "At this time, I pay attention to my family background, how can I show my ambitions as the son of Hanjie? Brother Han doesn't have to comfort me anymore." Before the man in the black robe was about to speak, Na Ziyan adjusted his mood again: "Ha, such a Spring Festival, don't talk about these things, there is a wine shop in front, how about you and I conspire to get drunk?"

The man in the robe looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who was looking at the lamp, and his face showed a sad face: "This ......"

Ziyan's heart was relieved, and he smiled and said, "Okay, you and I will talk while walking, and I will accompany the virtuous couple." ”...,

"If you are not married, Ziyan should not make fun of you. The man in the robe corrected and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the situation in front of him.

Several strong men in green robes had already gathered around the beautiful woman, and when there was a slanted scar on the face, he was smiling and saying to the woman: "This girl, my son-in-law invites you to drink a few cups, don't refuse." ”

The beautiful woman was not panicked, and stroked her sideburns: "When we meet in Pingshui, there is a difference between men and women, so it's not necessary." With a roll of his eyes, he saw the man in the black robe walking over, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

"This is the doorman of the Beihai King's family. That son-in-law must be the third son of the Wang family, I heard that he is the most lustful, and often does some robbing of people's daughters on the street. Ziyan had already recognized the origin of the blue-robed strong men, and whispered to the man in the black robe.

"What's the matter?" the man in the robe didn't care, walked to the woman's side, and looked at a few strong men in green robes with an indifferent expression.

The beautiful woman snorted softly, "Huang Jian." Then he leaned behind the man in the robe.

The scar-faced strong man in the leader showed a fierce light in his eyes, looked at the man in the black robe, and when he carefully saw the sword on the waist of the man in the black robe and the shape of a bird woven with gold thread exposed at the corner of his placket, his face suddenly changed, and the previous momentum immediately turned into respect, bowing slightly to the man in the black robe, and the other strong men in the green robe saw this, and they did not dare to make a mistake, and bowed to the man in the black robe according to the posture of the strong man with the scarred face.

"The son-in-law in the family drank a little too much, and I don't know Mrs. Zun, so please ......" The smile on the scar-faced strong man's face looked a little flattering.

The man in the black robe waved his hand slightly, stopping the scar-faced strong man from addressing him: "It's okay, during the New Year, don't look for trouble." ”

"Yes, yes......" The scar-faced strong man agreed, and the demeanor of the front and back made several other blue-robed men extremely surprised.

"Farewell. The man in the black robe gestured slightly, then pulled the beautiful woman and walked away, Ziyan smiled playfully at several blue-robed men, and also left.

"Oh......" The man in the black robe suddenly turned back as if he remembered something.

The scar-faced man's heart tightened, and he bowed down in a hurry.

"Happy New Year. The man in the robe nodded politely to the strong man in the green robe, and then smiled and continued to walk.

The scar-faced strong man subconsciously responded: "New ...... Happy New Year. "Stand still and watch them go away.

"Lu Tong, what are you doing!" A fat-headed and big-eared brocade-robed boy walked over angrily, followed by several blue-robed men, this brocade-robed boy originally asked the strong man in the green-robed robe to bring back the delicate and beautiful woman, how did he know that this was the result, so he immediately rushed to question.

The scar-faced strong man named Lu Tong hurriedly greeted the brocade-robed boy and said a few words in his ear.

"NVC?" the brocade-robed boy looked stunned and blurted out.

Lu Tong nodded: "It's still the chief swordsman of the Great Sima Mansion, Gongzi, we can't afford to mess with it." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone

Welcome to read the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works are all original!