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Chapter 1333 The extravagant dance in the sky touches Tang Emperor
"Da da— da da da—"

On the delicate dance drum, a figure swirls lightly, and the unique dance steps step out of the elegant rhythm.

With the veil raised, you can see the big nose, blue eyes, exquisite facial features, gorgeous ornaments, exquisite waist, dancing gracefully, it is indeed an enchanting picture. was drawn to the past.

"This Mi Xiaoman is showing off again!"

"Hmph, when it comes to my dance, I must overwhelm her!"

Not only the soldiers at the front and back, but also the dancers around were staring sideways, talking a lot, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

This group of dancers was selected to become the substitute of the first dancer Lanma Shandi. They were not waiting for a while. Seeing that one of them was in the limelight, the other girls were also eager to try. The previous nervousness and embarrassment had dissipated.

What they didn't know was that this was a proposal from Byzantine scholar Leonti to General Abu, who was in charge of protecting the envoys and was also planning to find out the inner guards of the Tang Dynasty.

On the way to the Tang Dynasty, as long as the road is smooth, there will be a dancer on the stage every hour, showing her best on the stage, while there will be a series of secret eyes watching the dancer and the audience below the stage. Reaction.

"This method is very ingenious. As long as Tang people are a little unfamiliar with dance music, they will definitely show their flaws, but they must be on guard. They are born as dancers or have worked hard to pretend..."

"Therefore, among these dancers, the most suspected, the least suspected, and the least conspicuous, we must find out!"

"As long as the range is narrowed down to five people, this general will have a way to distinguish and find out the real inner guard of the Tang people!"

General Abu's words still ring in my ears. Yang Zaiwei, who pretends to be an eminent Tibetan monk, is looking for spies on the surface, but in fact he is secretly thinking about the situation.

There are currently 67 suspected dancers in the mission group. With such a large number, preliminary screening is naturally necessary to find out the possible Datang inner guards among them.

However, General Abramovich's approach cannot be wrong, but it is too subjective.

To put it bluntly, I trust their judgment too much.

"It is very strange to entrust such an important task to the monks of Tubo, the scholars of Byzantium and the governor of Dashi. This person may rely on others!"

"In Damascus, Zhenwu believers were arrested in large numbers. Yang Ci said that something may have happened to the inner guard..."

"Could it be that someone among the inner guards really has a secret relationship with Abu, the big food general, so that he can be sure that there must be an inner guard lurking in the dancer, and he can find it at a critical moment?"

Yang Zaiwei had doubts, but he didn't want to believe it.

During these years, he traveled to the west and saw unique countries, techniques and cultures. From these places, he also discovered that the national prestige of the Eastern Tang Dynasty is becoming more and more prosperous, and there are more and more rumors.

If it is said that the great power of the Tang Dynasty was due to Prime Minister Di Renjie's descendants, to the central government's three provinces and six ministries, and local officials at all levels to assist the sage Li Hong, then at least half of the external fame belongs to the internal guards.

The prestige goes overseas, the thunder is strong, and the prosperity and decline of the tribes are all under control!

Although the national power of the big food is strong and powerful, it is far from being comparable to small local countries, but there are also internal contradictions. The current ruler is even usurping the orthodox position of Muhammad. will feel strange.

However, there are now various indications that there is a problem with the inner guard instead, so that Dashi sent a mission to attend the Tang Emperor's birthday festival on the surface, and secretly dared to plot evil, and had the courage to make a big commotion in the Tang Dynasty.

"It seems that simple murder can't solve the problem. If there is a traitor in the inner guard, the status must not be low. I will follow the clues to find it..."

"Only by dispelling the worries of the great commander can he use his real talents and skills to fight against me."

"I want to see how far her Qianqiu Jin has been trained!"

Yang Zaiwei adjusted his target, focused his eyes, activated his sixth sense, and stared at General Abu.

His mind is wonderful, mysterious and mysterious. He has the confidence to monitor the other party's every move, even whether he makes eye contact with others, and secretly sends messages.

However, General Abu's tall figure like an iron tower was sitting on his horse, walking in front of the envoys, his eyes were still looking straight into the distance, and he didn't turn his head at all.

Yang Zaiwei was not in a hurry, he used the patience of an assassin and waited silently.

"That big food general seems to have a plan in mind!"

The one who held a similar opinion was Xiao Hei from the dancer team. After staring at General Abu for a while, he withdrew his secret gaze and turned to the people around him: "It doesn't matter, let's find out the murder of the first dancer first. Follow the vine!"

As soon as she turned her golden-black eyes, she was able to see all directions and multi-task. While observing the situation of the envoys, she also devoted her energy to learning Arabic.

The language barrier is really uncomfortable. Fortunately, just as there are many bearded dancers in the Tang Dynasty, the dancers in Dashi also have a lot of women from surrounding countries. They have all kinds of native languages. There are also special translators in the envoys. Lu Yi showed her ability to translate languages ​​from various countries in the Western Regions.

Relying on his extraordinary memory, Xiao Hei took the opportunity to learn, and now he can initially understand the communication of the big cannibal, and the speed of cramming is extremely fast.

Once she was able to speak, she immediately began to collect information, asking her left and right: "Have you heard of Lanma Shanti? What kind of person is she?"

No dancer knows her, but when she asks, no matter how proud and withdrawn she is usually, she will subconsciously answer: "Not only have I heard of her dance, but we have all seen her dance and admire her!"

"She is the princess of Tocharian. In order to restore the country, she came to Damascus as a dancer and was received by the Caliph!"

"It's not the princess of Tocharian, but the noble daughter of Byzantium, where dance is believed to nourish the body and spirit. Lanmasandi's qin is the court instrument of Byzantium!"

"How did I hear that she is the daughter of the Turkic Khan? The Turkic people surrendered to the Tang Kingdom, and the monarch there asked Lanmashandi to perform a solo dance. I am afraid that she is the only one who deserves such honor!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, why did Ranma Shandi get killed?"

The dancers who can be selected as envoys are not comparable to ordinary women. Lanma Shandi's various backgrounds are well-spoken, and her analysis of identity is extremely high.

There are many princesses from all over the world, and the lowest one is also the daughter of a nobleman. It seems that those who have seen this woman say that she has an innate aristocratic temperament, and her background is absolutely extraordinary.

Even Lanma Shandi's reputation spread to the neighboring country of Tang Dynasty, which gave her the qualification to perform dances at the saint's birthday banquet.

All the dancers' voices were full of envy and admiration, as if they were honored.

"Um……"

Xiao Hei asked around, faintly feeling that something was wrong, just thinking about it, it happened that Mi Xiaoman, the dancer on stage, had finished dancing, with her toes a little on the float, she jumped down lightly, and began to rest.

The very unfriendly gazes of the dancers immediately fell on them, like thorns from small needles.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Hei immediately loosened his brows: "So that's how it is! Even if Lanma Shanti was originally from a noble family, now that she has become a dancer, there are always people who take pleasure in other people's misfortunes, but these dancers all praise her. Why is it so?"

Before she transformed into a human form, she had developed her spiritual wisdom, and she had seen many people's dark hearts.

A person who is excellent may be loved and respected by others, but he will also attract hatred and criticism, especially jealousy, which is often difficult to contain.

This is the case for Mi Xiaoman, who was born in the Zhaowu kingdoms now, and her status is not ordinary. The surname Mi is one of the nine surnames in Zhaowu. This group of Sogdians likes to do business and has far-reaching influence in the Western Regions. They even served as officials in the Tang Dynasty. Li Yan's first friend in Liangzhou, An Zhongjing, a son of the An family in Wuwei, is an example.

However, Mi Xiaoman has received a lot of jealousy. By analogy, not to mention that Lanma Sandy is also a young dancer, even if she is a senior, she cannot be loved by everyone. Now that she is dead, there is no need Superficial flattery.

Then all the dancers are full of praise, and there is no bad word, so what is the reason?
Little Hei rolled his eyes, came to Mi Xiaoman's side, and said, "You danced really well. It seems that your dancing skills are among the best among the first dancers!"

Mi Xiaoman is adjusting his breathing and recovering his strength, and he will perform on stage later, overwhelming everyone, and he would not pay attention to other people's conversation, but after hearing this, his brows immediately raised: "You are quite discerning! "

Xiao Hei changed his voice, shook his head and sighed: "Unfortunately, compared with Lanma Shandi, you are far behind..."

Mi Xiaoman's complexion suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he managed to utter a sentence: "Hmph, Lan Mashandi has a song called Flying Apsaras, and I really can't compare it to it!"

"Fei Tian... Is that the dance song that Lanma Shanti wants to dedicate to Emperor Tang?"

Xiao Hei thought faintly, and subconsciously asked: "I have never seen Fei Tian, ​​can you describe to me what is so good about this dance?"

Mi Xiaoman was not very happy, but Xiao Hei's words carried a magical power that seemed to be there, and he couldn't refuse, recalling: "Her dance is indescribable. I still don't know that dance in retrospect." How did you dance, I just feel that the goddess in the sky has descended to the mortal world and will fly back to the sky, it is not owned by mortals..."

Xiao Hei has no waves. As a catwoman who really descended from the sky, it is hard to imagine what kind of dancing posture can be described as such exaggerated.

Perhaps it was her attitude that stimulated Mi Xiaoman, who highly admired Feitian, and the dancer's face sank immediately: "This time, Emperor Tang didn't plan to let Dashi perform dances until Feitian's song became famous. After passing it on, I changed my mind, even the sages of the Tang Dynasty were fascinated by Feitian, how dare you underestimate it?"

Xiao Hei was startled, his expression finally changed.

She understood why there was a different kind of attention when she heard the name of this dance just now.

Flying... Flying...

Perhaps this dance touched the most unforgettable person in the heart of Tang sage Li Hong!

(End of this chapter)