Chapter 149 Nishang Dance

The gentle and light sound of the flute recalled that Xiao Zhou, who had changed his feather coat and gauze, moved in the amazing eyes of everyone.

Sure enough, he is really a famous person. Looking at Xiao Zhou's body dancing like running water, even Yang Yanzhao, a layman, feels extremely enjoyable.

This nigger dance really has the state of a fairy going down to the earth.

"Humph!"

There are also people who are not addicted to this wonderful dance posture. Chai Qingyun looked at Yang Yanzhao, who stared at Xiao Zhou, hummed gently, and the jade chopsticks in his hand were also thrown aside angrily.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Dezhao couldn't help but look back. He was watching Chai Qingyun pouted and then looking along her slanting big eyes, with a clear smile.

"Okay, the song of Nishang is really a rare masterpiece in the world!"

When Xiao Zhou stopped his slender figure, Zhao Guangyi took the lead in cheering, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

He was moved again. Yang Yanzhao was a little contemptuous, but he had to admit that Xiao Zhou was indeed very charming at this moment.

The white face was a little rosy. Because of the dance just now, the crisp chest heaved, which made people's hearts more excited.

"What the official said is that today you can see the Neon clothes and feather dance that was lost in the previous dynasty, and my concubine is also a wish."

"Why is this difficult? If the queen likes it, you can let Mrs. Zheng go to the palace and see it well."

As soon as this statement came out, Li Yu's body trembled. How could Zhao Guangyi, who put all his thoughts on Xiao Zhou, notice, "Mrs. Zheng Guo, would you like to?"

A trace of pain flashed in Xiao Zhou's eyes. He looked up at Li Yu, who was pale, and then whispered, "How dare you not obey?"

"Good!"

Zhao Guangyi seemed to be extremely happy and laughed, but Li Yu's face became more and more gray. He walked to the previous position. In the worry of Xiao Zhou, his eyes continued to be dull and sat silently without saying a word.

But he is the king of the country, who cares about his feelings?

The king was happy, and the ministers were naturally happy. The next banquet was happy between the kings and ministers, which was very lively.

Of course, the elegant act of chanting poetry and painting is indispensable. Lv Mengzheng's emperor Lin Shanglin's map is vivid, and Zhang Qixian has made a big ode, which is gorgeous, and there is a faint wind of Sima Changqing's Shanglin Fu.

And the poems written by Li Zhi, Xiang Minzhong and others are also rare masterpieces. Compared with them, Yang Yanzhao is just silent, listening to others chanting poems and clapping his hands.

There was a smile on his face, but he was a little uneasy in his heart. He also wanted to show it, but somehow he couldn't think of a suitable poem in his mind. He could only keep silent and clap his hands for others.

But in other people's eyes, it is another meaning. Zhao Pu looked at him with some meaning in his eyes, and Zhao Guangyi in the high position also nodded slightly.

If you are talented but not arrogant, in danger but not chaotic, if today's knocking has a effect, it is a good seedling.

"Yang Jing, why don't you write poetry?"

"When I go back to the official family, I have doubled the heroes of the Song Dynasty. I have already written the Qionglin banquet given by the official family to the extreme. Yang Jing is incomparable for a while. Please forgive me."

"You are honest, but yes, there are indeed many masterpieces on this banquet. Why don't you mention Tan Hualang's seven words in the painting made by Lv Mengzheng. In this way, the collection of the top three works is also a good story of my Song Dynasty."

Hearing that Zhao Guangyi did not embarrass him, Yang Yanzhao was overjoyed and hurriedly answered, "Students should obey the instructions."

It was not until after sunset that the Qionglin banquet was over. Many taxis and their faces were slightly drunk. Even Wen Zhongshu's cheeks were flushed, and their eyes were full of excitement.

After returning to the yard, the night had already hit the firefly lights. Bamei and others naturally pestered to listen to today's affairs. Li Zhi, who had not lost his drunkenness, talked about it. Suddenly, he brought the wonderful scene at the Qionglin banquet one by one, which made Bamei and Pai Feng pouted their mouths and said envy. Luo's daughter and Wen Li were also There is a yearning in his eyes.

However, for Guo Huai, Xiao Muchun and others, these elegant things are not interested in the first place. It's better to be interested in alchemy and playing chess.

"It turns out that there is such a beautiful dance in the world..."

Bamei muttered that although she had not seen it with her own eyes, from what Li Zhi said, it was simply a fairy dancing. This kind of beautiful scenery, Bamei did not have a chance to see it even in Daizhou City.

"If the little fish likes it, how about the sixth brother asking Yuan Pei to dance for you?

You see, he is also graceful. After changing his feather coat, he may jump a little better than Mrs. Zheng Guo.

Yang Yanzhao's joke, and everyone in the room laughed. Li Zhi didn't care at all. He even got up and danced a few times, but the action was not aesthetic at all, and it seemed to be tickling.

"Brother Yuanpei, which one are you going to make? Is it possible that I did something wrong to you and want to retaliate against me like this!"

As he was smiling, He Yu pushed the door and entered. He happened to see Li Zhi's 'dancing' appearance. He almost covered his eyes and said in pain.

Hearing this, Li Zhi stared at He Yu angrily, "You ordinary man, how can you know the charm of the peerless ' Neon'!"

Hearing this sad voice, the rest of the people were about to laugh. Ba Mei lay in Yang Yanzhao's arms, and He Yu was naturally amused by him.

"Okay, brother Yuan Pei, I'm wrong. He Jinxi is just chasing the smell of copper. Naturally, I can't appreciate such an elegant work."

He Yu made amends. Li Zhi, who pretended to be angry, also laughed with the crowd, beat Ma Yu Street, drank Qiong Lin Banquet. What are the regrets in life?

After talking and laughing for a while, Li Zhi and Xiang Minzhong left. Wen Zhongshu was called into the room by Wen Li, as if he had something to deal with.

Looking at Wen Zhongshu who had left, Luo's daughter withdrew her eyes for a long time, and then looked at Yang Yanzhao. Seeing that he was not aware of it, she lowered her head and looked at Xue Yuyu's medical book.

"Yuer, how about you play chess with Pai Feng?"

Since He Yu entered the house, he has been looking at him with twinkling eyes. Yang Yanzhao immediately understood that he had something to discuss with him, so he opened his mouth to take Ba Mei and Pai Feng away.

The eighth sister, who was whispering to the exhaust wind in Yang Yanzhao's arms, looked up and pouted with some dissatisfaction. "I drove away the fish and the exhaust wind again. Sixth brother, what about the story of the fish and the grandson monkey?"

Hearing Ba Mei's words, Yang Yanzhao hurriedly apologized with a smile and promised to make up for these days tomorrow night, and the little girl pulled the exhaust wind away with satisfaction.

The eight sisters left, and Zhang Qian also wanted to get up and leave, but was called by Yang Yanzhao. "Qiu Bai, what happened on this evening is your and my business. There is no need to avoid it."

After saying that, he turned around and trimmed a slightly messy wisp of hair in Luo's woman's ear, "Qing'er, I've finished drinking the tea. Can you refill it?"

Her face was a little red. Luo's girl hurriedly walked out with the teapot and waited for the wooden door to close. He Yu, who couldn't wait, quickly poured out the reason.

"Brother, the news from Songzhou came from Biyue girl. In the past two days, Songzhou City has something strange, and it seems that a new official will take office."

"The new official took office?"

Yang Yanzhao pondered for a moment. He understood what this sentence meant. It must be a talkative person from Songzhou. The position would never be much inferior to Zhizhou, otherwise Biyue would not have sent the news.

"Can there be major changes in Songzhou recently?"

He Yu shook his head and said, "At present, it seems that there is no such thing, so Biyue girl is absolutely strange, and this news comes from the main book of Zhizhou's confidant, which should not be fake.

Because of this, Xiao Zhizhou has been angry for a few days, so the younger brother also thinks that the people sent by the court have at least jurisdiction over him.

"Brother Yan Zhao, will it be a general sentence?"

Zhang Qian, who was silent, suddenly said, and Yang Yanzhao suddenly became clear. The Song Dynasty had a general judgment system to monitor the place in the name of the emperor.

At present, only remote places, such as Daizhou and other cities, have a general judgment. Songzhou and other Inner City of the Song Dynasty have not yet been set up. In this way, it seems a little reasonable, and no wonder Xiao Zhizhou will go back and down.

I can't help but think of what Zhao Guangyi said today, 'I can't wait'. Even Songzhou City has begun to add cronies. It seems that he wants to eradicate all the remaining ministers.

The side of the couch is not enough for others to snoo. The two brothers really have similarities in temperament.

"Qiu Bai's guess is reasonable. Maybe this is also good news. It is very likely that each state will be selected from this scholar. At least you and I can get a five-grade official. Isn't it happy that the sky is high and the emperor is far away?"

Yang Yanzhao really hopes this. At present, Zhao Dezhao's uncle and nephew and Zhao Pu always make him have a sense of fear. The wind and clouds in Beijing are unpredictable, and he can't get into trouble.

If he is sent to the place for a general judgment, he is very willing. The goal of walking the dog and fighting chicken that has been hidden in his heart for a long time and flirting with the little lady is also a chance to achieve.

Zhang Qian naturally also knew the meaning of the judgment, so when he heard Yang Yanzhao say this, he immediately nodded and echoed, "I'm afraid Zhang Qiubai can't deal with the matter in the court. If he can go back to the prefecture, he will be satisfied."

The three of them said for a while. He Yu patted his head and exclaimed, "I almost forgot, brother, do you know how many beautiful women came to the 'Chunman Building' in Bianliang City?"

Chunmanlou, Yang Yanzhao has heard about it. It is a famous brothel in the city. The business is very popular, but after the reputation of 'Yunyan Pavilion' came, because Bianliang is not far from Songzhou, it has a great impact on its business. At the beginning, He Yu also vowed to buy the sluggish "Chunman Building".

"I've been busy with the subject test recently, but I don't care. Is something wrong?"

"Yesterday, 'Chunmanlou' sent a post to 'Yunyan Pavilion', saying that the Huakui election would be held at the end of this month. Originally, I didn't care about it, but if I could win the championship, wouldn't the reputation of 'Yunyan Pavilion' be more resounding, so it would be convenient to open it in other states and counties?"

It's really such a reason. Yang Yanzhao nodded under He Yu's eager eyes, "Let go. Qiong Linyan has passed. Anyway, I have nothing to do these two days. Tomorrow I will accompany you to explore the truth."