The woman first stood on one foot, and bowed to Yang Xi with her hands together, just like Guanyin worshiping the Tathagata, dignified and dignified. All the people in the hall applauded loudly, and the sound of the drum suddenly became slow and rhythmic again. Following the rhythm of the drum, she saw her dancing a colorful silk belt more than two feet long in her hand, and began to dance lightly. While dancing the silk belt in her hand, she walked back and forth between several drums following the rhythm, lightly prospering and landing, which seemed to incorporate extremely high lightness kung fu and body skills into it. The sound of the drums at the place where the feet landed was intertwined with the sound of the drums at Shaole, but it was also harmonious and pleasant.
Everyone in the hall was excited and applauded loudly. Yang Xi found it interesting, so he also tapped on the table lightly. But the sound of the music changed again, the sound of silk and bamboo mixed in, lingering around the beam, graceful and graceful. Seven dancers in white clothes marched one by one from outside the hall, dancing their long sleeves around the drum, and sang in unison: "Xihe raises his whip, and the sun rises to the east. Cuixuan hangs down the curtain, and condenses the dew to trace the streamer.
The rooster crows, taking advantage of the dawn mist, to put on gorgeous makeup in front of the mirror. I straighten my crow's hair, and the gold hairpin is decorated with a bright pen.
Describe my distant mountain eyebrows, with yellow spots on my forehead. The clothes are as beautiful as the bright moon, and the middle clothes are cut with jade hands.
The slender waist is knotted with a skirt, and the hibiscus is woven with silk. Luo Ying looks at her eyes together, and her red skirt embroiders mandarin ducks.
Pull up your sleeves and go out of Nagato, and step up to the high hall. Dancing for the king, taking advantage of the movement in a soothing way.
White clouds chasing dogs, the world is the most impermanent. The beauty bears grace, and the lotus seeds lie in the lotus chamber.
May you grow old with one heart and live a long life forever. "
The singing is clear and clear, the dancers are graceful, and the lyrics are full of a woman's yearning for a man, with a lingering and charming meaning, which is even more touching. The woman in red followed the singing to and fro on the drum, flying like flying, her eyes rolling, and the place where the clothes were lightly fluttering, all the viewers were overwhelmed.
Hearing bursts of intoxicated applause, Yang Xi was also happy in his heart, and watched with great interest.
But suddenly, he saw something was wrong.
The peony flower on the woman's head hairpin looked so familiar, it was very much like the Yipin Zhuyi that he had folded for Yang Ye. But this flower only bloomed one, and Yang Ye would never give the flower he gave to a dancer, so where did she come from?
Yang Xi suddenly became suspicious, and when he took a closer look, he saw that the woman in red was much taller than the average woman, and she had nowhere to move her hands. Although she was somewhat charming, she still looked masculine Mostly. Those eyebrows were also very familiar, he looked around, suddenly slapped the dragon's case, frowned and shouted: "What are you doing?"
His voice was drowned out in the roar of applause, and no one could hear him. But I saw the woman turning around on the drum, first the silk belt in her hand flew out, and then she began to take off her clothes, a coat flew up and fell far away, and then the long skirt, which was equipped with some mechanism, In a blink of an eye, it turned into eight pieces, which were thrown in eight directions. This time, there was a great commotion in the venue, all the men rushed to pick up the clothes she threw out, all hoping that she would take them off again, only waiting for the moment when they would be happy together.
The only thing left on the woman was a red dress, but she didn't take it off anymore, she pulled out the gold hairpin on her head, and with a flick of her head, the big flower flew up along with her black hair, she turned around in the air, unexpectedly From an unexpected angle, he caught the peony flower with his mouth, held it firmly, then turned over and knelt down on the drum, clasped his hands together again towards Yang Xi, and bowed down.
There was a sudden sound of the drum, and then it stopped abruptly.
The man took the peony away, and shouted to Yang Xi with a smile: "Brother Huang, how is my dancing?"
Yang Xi looked at Yang Ye on the drum, and remained silent for a while.
The rest of the people in the hall were even more stunned and silent.
After a while, he heard a girl next to him laugh out loud, Yang Xi turned his head and saw Cen Wumei leaning over the table, already laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up. Cen Wenjiang had a bit of sarcasm on his lips, glanced sideways at Yang Xi, and said with a low laugh: "This is the prince of your Dayan Dynasty, it really looks good on you!"
Yang Xi turned a deaf ear to her sarcasm, smiled a little, and said: "Reward!" He waved at Yang Ye: "Come here."
Yang Ye jumped down from the drum and ran to his side. Seeing that his forehead was covered with sweat, Yang Xi stretched out his hand to grab his hand. Yang Ye took advantage of the situation and knelt down beside him. Yang Xi picked up a handkerchief and wiped it for him. Khan said in a low voice, "You just...danced this, what are you doing?"
Then the hall began to sing and dance to raise peace. Yang Ye thought that others could not hear him, so Fang laughed softly: "I showed you the dance. Brother Huang, did you hear the lyrics clearly?"
Yang Xi said: "Understood. What do you mean?"
Yang Ye said: "That poem is called "Yan Ge Xing", it is a confession poem, it is a woman confessing her love to the man she loves!"
The corners of Yang Xi's lips twitched a few times, he glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Are you confessing to me? I'm an old man, what is there for you to confess? Dressing up as a woman? Going to dance?"
Yang Ye hurriedly said: "It's not me, it's... It's Yun Qi, he wrote it. He's embarrassed to say it, so I naturally want to help him. So I'll dance for him and let someone sing it to you. You This paragraph really left him cold, didn’t you, Brother Huang?”
Yang Xi paused, and after a while, his eyes slowly turned to Bei Chenqing, and saw that he was looking at him, his eyes were gentle and affectionate, mixed with a hint of timidity.
He sighed softly, and said: "Stop making trouble, little wolf, Brother Huang knows everything. But now, it's really not as good as it used to be. This country, the country, and the people of Li are all in our hands, so we can't tolerate it." It’s a wrong trip, so many people are watching helplessly, understand?”
Yang Ye turned pale slightly, stared at him, and said after a long time: "Brother Huang, does your promise to us at Fengyu Pass really count? I don't want anything anyway, but Yun Qi, he... He still has something he wants, and my part is also counted on him, right?"
Yang Xi snorted coldly: "He wants me?" Seeing Yang Ye was stunned and silent, his heart moved, and his tone became much softer: "I really feel guilty about Yunqi, but I really can't give him anything now. Now, I will definitely not treat him badly in the future. Tell him later, let him think of something serious, and don't always think about these long-term and short-term things. "
Yang Ye didn't know how to answer, so he remained silent.
Yang Xidao: "And you, since I made a promise to you in Fengyuguan, of course I have to keep it. I have something important to tell you here, so let's talk about it together while I'm happy. If you really think about the emperor's brother, Don't mess around in the future, and marrying a relative earlier is serious. When Wu Wang Yang Lie was your age, there were two or three princes, but now you don't even have a princess. How do you think Xiaomei? Brother Huang can tell that she likes you very much, now it depends on what you want."
The sound of the music was too loud, and it hit the sky and covered the sky, rumbling in Yang Ye's head. Yang Xi looked at him and said: "In terms of family background, appearance, and talent, Brother Huang thinks that Xiaomei is worthy of you. In terms of character, he is also a hundred times better than you and treats you very well. When you are sick , Xiaomei cooks for you personally, and has cooked for you for more than a month. Brother Huang is also very touched by his thoughtfulness. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Yang Ye just kept his head down and said nothing, Yang Xi said: "If you don't say anything, you agree. I asked the queen to ask Xiaomei what she meant. I promised the queen and let Xiaomei choose her own son-in-law. As long as she agrees, the matter will be settled. Ok, deal."
Yang Ye quickly raised his head and said, "No!"
Yang Xi gave him a hard look, and interrupted what he was going to say next: "Don't say any more! Unless she doesn't like you, then I'll choose another one for you from among the daughters of princes and ministers, otherwise you have to listen to the emperor. Brother, many ministers are watching this way, please stop making trouble with me!"
The corner of Yang Ye's eyes twitched, and he scanned the audience, seeing that there were indeed many people peeping at Yang Xi and himself from time to time between watching the singing and dancing, presumably guessing what the two were talking about.
Yang Ye had no choice but to give up for the time being, and just looked around the hall, but suddenly saw Xie Lianfang in a corner near the door of the hall, it turned out that he, as the envoy sent by Cen Jin, was also invited to sit in Jixian Hall.
Suddenly he thought about it, so he smiled at Xie Lianfang. That guy reacted quickly, and when he saw Yang Ye's smile, he immediately cast a wink over him, alluring and charming. Yang Ye didn't hold back for a moment, and almost laughed out loud, but was swept away by Yang Xi's glance, and quickly restrained himself a lot.
After everyone dispersed in the evening, Yang Xi went straight to Empress Cen's central palace, mentioned the matter of Yang Ye and Cen Wumei to her, and asked, "Have you discussed with her about Xiaomei's marriage? It's okay, I'll take advantage of this grand event tomorrow and decree to confer a marriage."
Cen Wenjiang lowered his face and said: "It's useless to discuss, your brother is not a good person, my sister will not agree. Even if she agrees, my father will not agree. I have already been tricked by your Yang family, Does my little sister have to continue jumping into your pit of fire?"
Yang Xi was so angry with her words that his hands trembled. He endured it for a while, but he couldn't hold it back. He turned and pointed at her and said, "Why did I cheat you? I did marry you in the past with the intention of relying on my father-in-law. But getting married Afterwards, you said that you want to be a queen, and An An is going to be a prince. When I return to Luoyang to ascend the throne, the first thing I do is to canonize you. Women who are paid by others are now idle in the harem. I will do what I say, and I have never treated you badly. What do you mean? Now, what do you mean by your words? Well, if you say that your father-in-law disagrees, I will first relay what you said today to him, and let the elders judge the reasoning!"
He was going to write a letter to Cen Jin immediately, and Cen Wenjiang was a little flustered. If this word really reached Cen Jin's ears, he would be scolded and hurried up and grabbed Yang Xi's sleeve, saying: "Concubine It's just casual talk, why should my husband take it seriously? I'll go and ask Xiaomei."
Hearing this, Yang Xi immediately curbed his anger and became amiable again: "Then I'll wait for you."
When Cen Wenjiang came back, he entered the palace with a look of surprise on his face. Yang Xi looked at her calmly, and asked with a smile, "How did it turn out?"
Cen Wenjiang snorted coldly, and went to sit down on the Arhat couch on the other side in silence. Yang Xi followed and said, "What's the matter? Will Xiaomei agree? If not, I have to make preparations and take the place of Xiaolang." Choose one from the daughters of other courtiers."
Cen Wenjiang threw one of the pillows in his hand, and said, "Didn't you agree to Xiaomei's choice? Since Xiaomei has taken a fancy to him, it's up to you!" She paused, suddenly hated He said with hatred: "Actually, I think he...he is not as good as your servant named Yun Qi, and he seems to be much more reliable than him!"
Yang Xi immediately darkened his face, and said for a long time: "You prefer domestic servants, but your family members may not be the same as you. There is no family opinion at all. At least his father-in-law has it." The implication was that she didn't want to bring up the matter of Chu Fengyao in the past, so she suppressed her anger and stopped talking. Yang Xi was also bored in his heart, he planned to spend the night here, but now he didn't want to see her again, so he went back to his bedroom with a wave of his hands.
The Hundred Flowers Banquet was held on the second day, but today there were many guessing games, drinking orders and other games. Yang Xi asked people to prepare the reward money and reward the officials at any time.
Yang Ye has no interest in these things. He has a special status now, but no one dares to provoke him. Bei Chenqing beside him also lowered his head and said nothing. Both of them sat there bored.
In a blink of an eye, Yang Ye saw that Cen Wumei followed Empress Cen to watch the excitement. Today was different from yesterday, her hair was as young as a crow, her hairpins were warm and moist, and her lotus-colored spring shirt was delicate and tender. He accidentally saw Yang Ye watching She blushed immediately, and lowered her head timidly.
Yang Ye turned his head and didn't look at him, and went straight to drink until he was half drunk, then took a jug of wine, left Bei Chenqing beside him, and squeezed together with Xie Lianfang who was huddled in the corner of the hall, and said with a smile: "Thank you for letting people Taught me how to dance, and I got a reward of 100 taels of gold yesterday, half of which will be given to you later."
Xie Lianfang hurriedly said: "What is the lord talking about? My younger brother will often come to beg the lord in the future, why should you be so polite?"
Yang Ye put his arms around his shoulders casually, and said with a smile, "That's right, we're getting along now, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours, so what's the difference? Come, come, drink, drink!"
The voice was quite loud, and the people around looked over one after another. Xie Lianfang was startled, although the two of them did have some nasty activities in the past, but in such a large crowd, he was aware of the importance of hooking up like this, and wanted to get rid of Yang Ye, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he had to act recklessly I had a few drinks with him, but felt that Yang Ye's arms around her were getting tighter and closer, and she wanted to pull herself into his arms.