Crown Jewels

Chapter 239 Fanwai Six Stupid Throbbing (Qi Yuan)

In the 37th year of Taichang, General Hussars Song Yan pacified the northwest border, and the Xia Kingdom crisis was lifted.

At the beginning of May, soldiers of the State of Yan returned to the imperial court. In the same year, the imperial examinations were completed and the apricot list was posted outside the wall of the imperial government office. Double happiness came to the door, and the people of Lin'an were all very happy. General Song took the wind to wash away the dust, and the Sixth Bureau of Palace Officials in the imperial city hosted the banquet.

In the gazebo very close to the Tai Chi Palace, the dancers in smoke-blue soft satin held a pipa in their hands, and looked at the dancers with their fans closed in the center of the banquet in the Tai Chi Palace. Their delicately made-up faces were all a little nervous.

"Shangyi, Shangyi—"

The palace lady with her skirt was flustered and came running out of breath, her voice was also anxious.

"Song Shangyi, Duan Siwu just suddenly suffered from diarrhea, and now he is lying on the bed with a pale face, and he can't gather the strength to lead the dance."

As soon as the court lady said this, the expressions of the group of dancers behind Song Leyi changed slightly. The subtle tension that had been suppressed in the bottom of their hearts was amplified at this moment. The cold night was like a pot of hot and hot porridge.

Song Leyi clasped her hands tightly in front of her abdomen, and a woman's groaning voice came from her ear, "It's our turn at the end. Can't Duan Siwu hold on to this important moment? Drop the chain, this is all right, what shall we do?"

These words were like a lead, causing other dancers to look at Song Leyi. Although they were the main dancers, the banquet was organized by Shangyi Mansion after all. If something went wrong, the person in charge must be responsible first.

Just when everyone looked anxiously at Song Shangyi, the man's muffled laughter suddenly came from the high wall beside the gazebo. The uncontrollable voice in his throat trembled with the wine entering his throat. attention is drawn to the past.

I saw the man sitting on the high wall holding a brown-red wine jar in his hand. Seeing everyone's eyes, he jumped down from the high wall. The wine jar in his hand was stable in the green shirt flying, not a drop of wine flowed out, hazy moonlight Shine the man's face handsomely.

Although Zhao Ran's figure was swaying, his footsteps were steady and he came to Song Leyi, looked at her lightly, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and the green bamboo-like bookishness all over his body showed a bit with the smile on the man's lips Ruffian, the sparkle in his eyes reveals a bit of schadenfreude.

"Tut tut-"

"This is really miserable..."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ran turned around and left slowly, the old man pulled his shadow by the moonlight, the maid who had just reported the letter was a little angry, she stepped forward two steps and trampled on the dark shadow fiercely, but when she turned back to look at Song Leyi , could not help but bring out a bit of bitterness in his expression.

Gently twisting the silk handkerchief in Fan's hand, the high-pitched voice of Tai Chi Palace Banquet Silk Bamboo reminded everyone that the last song had already left, and there was no time to get entangled. Song Leyi decisively took off her heavy Shangyi clothes, comforted her eyes and felt a little anxious The dancing girl said to the messenger lady.

"Let me come! Did you bring Duan Siwu's dance costume? I will take her place later, and everyone will continue as usual."

"Take it with you, Shangyi don't worry." The maid's round eyes lit up.

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Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo being fiddled, the cups and cups are very lively.

Since the female emperor Gu Jun abdicated, it was rare to see such a grand scene in the Taiji Palace these years, but today, following the exploits of the Hussar General, it is rare to see such a scene of singing and dancing in the court.

But the singing and dancing in the palace is dazzling, but the silk and satin are too colorful, Qi Yuan rubbed his forehead, leaned over to pour a glass of wine and stared at the clear liquid in the glass, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be smudged by the wine Hazy, there used to be a lot of cases in Dali Temple, and in the past two years he was too busy to go back home, taking advantage of the moonlight to enjoy such leisure time.

Accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo resounding again, and the fragrance of grapes escaping from his nose, Qi Yuan leaned against his lips and took another sip, the taste buds on the tip of his tongue left a long aftertaste, which made the man's peach blossom eyes open a little bit drunk, drunk The sudden state made the brain empty for a moment, and suddenly, the originally calm voice of silk and bamboo changed sharply.

The strings of the pipa sounded, and the syllables of pearls falling on the jade plate rolled down from the strings, accompanied by bursts of crisp bells.

The bright rhythm of entering the arena made Qi Yuan provoke a three-point nature. He raised his peach blossom eyes and leaned against the seat behind him. He twirled the jade cup easily with his fingers. It shows the slim back of a woman half holding a pipa.

Qingyue's bell rang again, and Qi Yuan's eyes fell on the jade feet wrapped with red bells, and the smoky veil skirt seemed to be flirting with the slender jade feet in the breeze.

Taking advantage of the three-pointed mood, Qi Yuan took another sip of the mellow wine, and the sound of jade fingers playing the pipa was heard again in the hall, the waist and limbs swayed with the light gauze, the bells sounded, jade feet counted the glazed tile floor, everyone He raised his head, and finally waited until the woman turned around.

The cloud bun is high and drawn, the smoky blue long yarn is ethereal and fairy-like, and the blue grosgrain is set against the colorful silk behind, making it even more light and graceful.

The jade feet smeared with light flower juice dangled the ankle bells, but were quickly covered by the light veil, and the exclamation of the courtiers and family members came from the ears, but soon turned into a sigh of regret.

Under the full forehead, those wonderful eyes looked forward, instantly making the light gauze skirt more flexible.

But with the sound of the pipa played by the slender fingers, the white gauze was like smoke and mist, and the delicate face was blocked behind the gauze.

While the wonderful eyes flowed, everyone could only sigh and half-cover their faces with the pipa in their hands.

The disappointed sighs in his ears made Qi Yuan's peach blossom eyes sparkle with smiles, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, feeling a little funny, and looking at the original wine cup in his hand, at some point, it had been replaced with an exquisite wine pot.

The playful sound of the last jade bead jumped to the ground, eliciting the sound of the pipa pouring down like a whisper.

Xingren's eyes fluttered under the moonlight, Qi Yuan sucked the drink in his mouth, looked back and forth at the smoky woman's voice for a long while, danced his long sleeves, raised his slender jade wrist, and shielded himself with a pipa in his left arm, The right hand squeezed the fingers to gather flowers, and the light gauze slipped down with the arm.

The wonderful and beautiful picture made Qi Yuan temporarily suppress the strange sense of familiarity, the dirty wine rolled down his throat, and decided to live up to the beautiful scenery tonight.

The stringed music turned sharply again, and the private rain turned into a noisy torrential rain with big strings.

With the sound of the remaining string music pouring down, the lead dancer in a smoky blue gauze skirt danced hurriedly and joyfully in sync with the music.

The figure of lightly dancing is like a swift nesting, and the sound of string music is getting faster and faster.

The jade feet are on the glazed tiles, and the sound of bells is dense.

The waist and limbs flying high are like frightened birds, and the bright pendant falling from the forehead sways with the rhythm.

At some point, Qi Yuan's body leaned forward slightly, his fingers pressed against the wall of the jug, and his peach blossom eyes fell into those eyes full of mist.

Finally, the sound of the string music reached a climax, the dense string music was high-pitched, and the final sound of Ruo Liu's waist and fingers playing the pipa fell.

The burst of tenacity from the soft body made the pupils of Taohua shrink slightly, and the sake that Qi Yuan poured down swallowed along with the music, causing his Adam's apple to roll.

The bulging veins on the back of his hand throbbed, Qi Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, and the unconscious embarrassment quickly brought him back to his senses.

Qi Yuan's eyes drooped, covering the deep eyes in his peach blossom pupils, and he leaned against the back of the chair the moment he twisted the wine pot in his hand, feeling hot and bored at night.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and scooped two spoonfuls of crushed ice from the porcelain cup into the jug, and the cool liquid flowed into his limbs and bones, suppressing the turbidity of the restless summer night.

(End of this chapter)