Miyuki couldn't help but feel moved when she heard his words, and secretly thought, "I'm worried that I can't get along with King Zuoxian, how can I miss such a good opportunity in front of me?" and stood up and said, "I will." The fat man was stunned for a moment, and looked at her up and down.

I only feel that this woman is not only good-looking, but also has a calm and unhurried spirit, which makes people dare not despise her.

So he spoke politely and said, "Please jump and see." Meixue walked forward slowly, and the others unconsciously retreated, and suddenly saw her robe sleeves shake, and her body bent down like a willow.

Just this one action made everyone have goosebumps. She kept jumping off one after another, really

"Soaring like a frightening flood, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. "It's like a fairy in a painting. After a dance, everyone was immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves, not even a single person to speak.

After a long time, the fat man suddenly shouted: "Good! Good!" Miyuki smiled slightly: "My lord, can this dance enter the eyes of King Zuoxian?" The fat man said: "Of course you can ......" After that, he bowed deeply according to the etiquette of the Han people and said: "The girl must be appreciated by King Zuo Xian when she goes here, and she will be prosperous in the future, please don't forget the villain's recommendation." Miyuki wanted to make a full set of plays, so she asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name? The man was overjoyed: "I am all loyal to the next ten thousand people, and I am willing to escort the girl." Miyuki pretended, "Thank you so much, General." Then he followed Wan Qian Quanzhong to the Golden Dome Tent.

It turned out that the Huns had been nomadic for generations, and they lived in tents regardless of whether they were high or low. Wherever the horses go, their homes are there.

I saw that this gold-roofed tent was more than two feet high, and it was decorated with animal skins and gold leaf, which was extremely luxurious. Hundreds of guards outside the tent, each with a sword, stared at the passers-by.

If a timid person walks into this group of wolf-like guards, he is afraid that he will immediately be frightened and cry. Even if you are as bold as Miyuki, you can't help but feel apprehensive in your heart.

Walking into the tent, it was a different scene. Dozens of thick candles illuminated the place like daylight, and the behemoth on it turned out to be a roasted camel.

Ditches were dug around the charcoal fire, and they were filled with wine, like a thin river. Seven or eight nobles were lying on their stomachs by the river of wine and drinking, and a few of them had already drunk to death.

On the golden chair was a burly Hun man, his belly had risen to a high level, and he had obviously drunk a lot, but his face was only slightly red.

This person is the Xiongnu Zuoxian King Jiji Halu. Wan Qi Wanzhong whispered a few words to the guard at the door, and then let Miyuki change his clothes behind the tent.

There are a total of 64 dancers, and they can vaguely identify the Central Plains, Persians and Uighurs. The women all had outstanding faces, but their expressions were cold, and they seemed to be deeply hostile to everyone around them.

Meixue wondered in her heart: What is the matter with these women? It looks like they are going to the battlefield? After a while, she got her clothes, changed them, and couldn't help but secretly sigh: It is said that the Huns are barbaric and do not understand the king, and now it can only be regarded as a prejudice.

Because this costume is decorated with a pheasant's tail, it is specially customized for an ancient dance, called it

"Eight Dances". so-called

"Eight hundreds" refers to a phalanx of eight people in each direction, and it is Zhou Tianzi's privilege to enjoy this kind of dance.

There was once a prince named Ji who organized a dance party, and Confucius was so angry that his old man said angrily: "It's tolerable, it's unbearable!" Now that King Zuo Xian is trying this dance, it is not difficult to see the ambition of winning the Central Plains.

But at this time, she couldn't think about it anymore, there was a rush of orchestral sounds outside, the curtain opened, and the dancers slowly appeared.

Although Miyuki had learned about the dancing method of this dance in ancient books, after all, it was the first time she moved in earnest, and she was inevitably a little constrained.

She looked around, but was surprised to find that everyone was trying to reduce the range of movements, as if they were deliberately conserving their strength.

Suddenly, the sound of the orchestra stopped abruptly, and suddenly the golden drums sounded in unison. The dancers suddenly split into two teams, pulled their shiny daggers out of their boots with a thud, and stabbed them at each other.

Miyuki was shocked and quickly dodged backwards, but her back slammed into the wine table, and a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back.

This almost pushed Miyuki onto someone else's dagger. Miyuki tried her best to dodge, but she was still stabbed in her arm, and blood flowed.

Holding back the pain, she bent down and touched her boot, and sure enough, she had a dagger hidden in it. At this time, another girl stabbed with a knife, she struggled to separate, and shouted, "Hey, why are we killing each other?" The girl didn't hear it, and the dagger danced in a cold light, clearly trying to kill Miyuki.

She's athletic, and she seems to be a veteran. Miyuki is not an opponent at all, she is forced to retreat step by step, and she will not be able to support it in a few moments.

She secretly buckled a talisman in her palm, and if it was a last resort, she could only reveal her identity. But at this time, the golden drum gradually subsided, and the silk and bamboo rose again.

The fighting girls immediately separated, and the two teams reunited into one team, dancing with each other as if nothing had happened just now.

Only the woman who almost killed Miyuki just now stared at her and sneered, as if to say: You can't run, sooner or later you will be my prey.

Miyuki finally understands that this is not a dance, but a life-and-death fight in the cloak of dance. Six people died in the battle just now, and the rest just split into two teams, ready to start another round of fighting.

Miyuki's mind quickly turned a few corners, knowing that the more the situation dragged on at this time, the more unfavorable it became.

The first to be eliminated is always the weaker, and the people who come after are stronger, and then she is really cornered.

The moment has to end the game with a surprise victory. The fallen girl was carried away, the blood had been wiped away, and a new battle was about to begin.

Miyuki's eyes searched around, looking for items that could be used. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the roasted camel in the center of the tent.

The two slaves were smoked, sweaty, and miserable. But the camel was only four-legged and looked ripe, and it was dripping with blood, as if it were raw.

Miyuki had a flash of inspiration, jumped to the fire pit in three or two steps, and kicked over the roasted camel. King Zuo Xian suddenly changed color, stood up and shouted in Chinese: "What a bold servant, see if I don't gouge out your eyeballs!" When the guard at the door heard this, he drew his sword and stepped forward, and he was about to kill Miyuki on the spot.

But I saw Miyuki jump into the middle of the fire pit, stand firmly, and said loudly: "I am willing to offer the 'Golden Lotus Dance in the Fire' for the king!" Everyone present was shocked.

This flame is more than five feet high, and a huge camel can be roasted, how dare a little girl stand in the center of the flame and dance?

King Zuo Xian exclaimed: "Isn't this woman an immortal?" Before the words fell, I saw that Miyuki was already dancing.

She was graceful, her dress stirred by flames, like a lotus flower blooming in the flames. The nobles stopped throwing their glasses, the dancers were dumbfounded, and even the musicians and guards forgot their duties and enjoyed the magical dance with all their attention.

However, only Miyuki herself understands the mystery. She knew when she saw the roasted camel that there was no charcoal in the middle of the fire pit.

Maybe it was a momentary oversight, maybe it was because of the laziness of the slaves, but it was the truth, and Miyuki was keenly aware of it.

What is even more rare is her courage. You know, if she misjudges, she will immediately be burned in the fire. So it's not too much to say that this dance is amazing.

What's more, although there is no burning in the middle, it is still hot and unbearable, and Miyuki's feet don't know what kind of pain they are suffering.

But when she jumped out of the fire pit, she had an indifferent smile on her face, and there was no trace of pain in sight.

After the dance, King Zuo Xian suddenly said, "What's your name?" Miyuki said casually: "Cheap concubine Huahua slave." ”

"Why do Persians speak Chinese?" asked King Zuoxian.

"Back to the king's words, the father of the concubine is Han, and I grew up in Han since I was a child. The flower slave is my mother's name, and my father chose it in her honor. King Zuo Xian nodded and said, "Okay." Are you willing to be the king's concubine?" Miyuki pretended to be surprised, "This ...... This is a great blessing! I'm not dreaming, am I?" Zuo Xianwang laughed: "Naturally not. Love concubine, you will be their master in the future!" Everyone present immediately knelt down and said, "Congratulations to Madame, Mrs. Hexi!" Miyuki pretended to be overjoyed, but her eyes were always fixed on King Zuoxian's neckline.

She knew that the thirteen chirping arrows were hidden there, and now she was only one step away from them.

She took off her crown, scooped it up in the river of wine, and presented it to King Zuo Xian: "King, it's rare that you are happy today, we need to drink a lot." King Zuo Xian laughed and said, "That's right! Today, all the people in my account have been rewarded with five sheep and a slave." All the soldiers of the whole army gave a pot of wine to celebrate that I had obtained the peerless treasure of Huahua Nuer!" Everyone roared with joy and praised the benevolence of King Zuo Xian.

Zuo Xian Wang Zhi was so proud that he lost some intemperance when drinking, and Miyuki deliberately persuaded him to drink - first with a cup, then a cup, and finally he drank directly by the wine river, and he soon lost consciousness.

The tent was in shambles, and people were staggering. Miyuki is the only one who is awake. She pretended to be overdosed and said to the guards, "Quick...... Help me and the prince go back to rest!" The guards knew that this was King Zuoxian's new favorite, so how dare they slack off, and they were busy sending the two of them to the sleeping tent.

Miyuki listened to the movement, and the people had indeed dispersed. She pretended to be drunk and said, "Lord, lord...... Drink again......" But all she answered was a burst of snoring.

Miyuki was overjoyed in her heart, and quietly walked to King Zuoxian's side and unbuttoned her neckline. She had already carried the imitation Ming Di with her, as long as she replaced it now, even if it was done.

But surprisingly, there was nothing around King Zuoxian's neck. High-speed text is missing chapter list tips: Enter "Panda Literature" in the search engine, you can find this site, thank you.

Chapter 163: Han-Hungarian War (4)