The bad emperor of Tang Dynasty

As for Hu Xuanwu, Guo Nuan carefully recalled the history of middle school he had studied before, but he had some impressions.

"Oh, come to think of it, didn't Concubine Yang bewitch Tang Xuanzong by dancing Hu Xuanwu?"

While speaking, Guo Nuan was sitting on the stage seat, and asked Mr. Gui to bring a cup of Biluochun, a few small dishes of dried and fresh fruits, pastries, peanuts, sesame seeds, melon seeds and other snacks, and ate them while crossing his legs some snacks.

"Well, I remember that wretched and somewhat bald history teacher in high school seemed to have mentioned An Lushan. It is said that he weighed 350 kilograms, with big arms and round waist, and his belly was as round as a water tank. He looked like a fat pig, but he danced like a pig. Light and elegant like a finch, she is also a master in the dance forest."

Guo Nuan plucked a peanut, removed the husk, and threw it on top of his head, then stretched out his tongue and quickly caught the peanut churning in the air, then began to chew it in his mouth.The performance in the stands hadn't started yet, Guo Nuan seemed bored by herself, and her thoughts were a little distracted.

"But it's a pity. If I had traveled a few years earlier, I would have seen the real An Lushan. If we don't talk about rebellion, if we are lucky enough to meet, I would like to talk to Fatty An about the art field."

Guo Nuan sighed a little, using Beijing Opera, Henan Opera, and Northern Shaanxi Qin Opera to mix and hum an incongruous tune, "Brother Guo is here to play the flute, Fatty An dances Hu Xuan, ah~"

Guo Nuan didn't sing a few words, his celestial voice immediately attracted several pretty ladies at the next table on the right to whisper to each other, then they laughed and pointed at Guo Nuan.

"Ah, a bunch of little girls with no taste." Guo Nuan muttered, then lost interest and stopped making noise.

However, a tough man in purple clothes at the table on the left of him also took a light look. Guo Nuan noticed the middle-aged man surrounded by guards, and couldn't help smiling at him as a greeting.

When the two looked at each other and smiled, Guo Nuan vaguely heard the guest next to the man in purple calling out to him, like "Yan Siqing..."

Just when Guo Nuan was in a daze, suddenly a burst of stringed drums rose up behind the stage, the rhythm was strong, fast, melodious and powerful, and the sound was ear-piercing.

Immediately, a woman in a neon gauze dress and long skirt appeared on the side of the stage, and accompanied by the melodious sound of drums and zithers, she spun out rapidly like a wheel. The beautiful arcs and circles are like white dragons dancing in the air, or waterfalls pouring water, which is really beautiful.

The hundreds of spectators present who were originally relatively quiet suddenly burst into commotion. It was extremely lively, like boiling hot water, and suddenly boiled up. Some even stood up and clapped their hands.

The woman covered with a light veil has a graceful figure, her slender waist is tightly bound by a white silk belt, and her long black hair flutters like ink. , is undoubtedly a stunning beauty.

With every wind-like rotation and jump, it seems that white snowflakes are swaying in the air, and it seems that the light grass is flying wantonly in the wind. You don’t feel tired when you rotate left and right, and you are dazzled by the circle. , the woman still danced calmly and elegantly. Such a shocking dance at the beginning immediately attracted bursts of applause from the audience.

"Hey, this girl dances really well!" Guo Nuan was amazed and sighed.However, the woman's face was separated by a layer of veil, revealing only a pair of vivid and clear eyes.Like most male animals, Guo Nuan stretched the neck of the giraffe, wishing to see the beauty of Hu Xuan.

Just as everyone was fascinated to watch the woman dance beautifully, something unexpected happened.

Without any warning, suddenly the woman on the stage leaped into the air, and shot out a cold dagger from the palm of her hand, heading towards Guo Nuan.

Guo Nuan was so frightened that his face turned blue immediately, and he twisted his waist and slid down from the stool. He wanted to roll to the ground and flashed the sharp weapon that was approaching at high speed. At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Guo Nuan's mind.

"Grandma, I just came to watch a show, so there's no need to make such a big fuss to assassinate me."

"Is it going to die again? It's not easy to travel through the Tang Dynasty after all."

"Damn Yu Chaoen, you really assassinated me in public, what a shameless person!"

"Mum, Ah Fu, wife Shengping, brother Pu, brother Luo, brother Zhang... goodbye"

Guo Nuan didn't wait for so many last words to be reflected in Guo Nuan's brain, and then there was an "ah", followed by a burst of shouts of "there is an assassin, come quickly!"The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Guo Nuan already regretted that she shouldn't keep admonishing her. She went out privately. When she was waiting to die with her eyes closed, she didn't expect a cry of pain from the side.

"Eh? Didn't you come to assassinate me?" Guo Nuan popped up from under the table with a limp leg. After a closer look, it turned out that the injured man was the middle-aged man in purple who had greeted him just now. Fortunately, the man was only on the left. The arm was stabbed by the dagger and was injured. If the man hadn't dodged so fast, the dagger might have pierced his heart.

It seems that the man in purple is a high-ranking official. The moment he was stabbed by the woman Hu Xuan, four or five guards on the left and right immediately protected their master. And the woman who evacuated.

After a while, the stage was deserted, and the place was cleared quickly.Only Guo Nuan, the man in purple and his guards were left.

Touching the cold sweat on his forehead, Guo Nuan let out a long sigh, thankful that the target of the assassination was not himself.However, seeing that the purple-clothed adult next to him was bleeding profusely from his arm, Guo Nuan kindly handed over a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao porcelain bottle that he had recently used for healing.

"Thank you...my lord." The man in purple sat in his seat. He estimated that the assassin had lost his hand and would not come back for a while. At this moment, he was not in a hurry to go to the medical center, and calmly asked his subordinates to bandage the wound on his arm. .

"You're welcome, it's a pleasure to meet Guo Nuan in the Fenyang Palace." Guo Nuan cupped his hands at the man in purple.

The man in purple gave Guo Nuan a weird look, and then smiled relievedly: "Haha, it turned out to be the famous Concubine Guo. It's not a lucky meeting. If the assassination didn't disturb the interest today, it would be really nice to meet Guo Banshou, a giant in the poetry world." Fortunately."

"Yan Zhuang, Secretary of Si Nong Si." After the purple-clothed man's arm was bandaged with good medicine, he motioned his men to step back a few feet away, and told them to be vigilant around them, and then reported his identity.

Guo Nuan was taken aback, it turned out that he was still a senior official, and one of the nine ministers.But soon Guo Nuan put away her surprised expression, and saluted him back.

"Uh, does Master Yan often get assassinated?" Guo Nuan sat down at Yan Zhuang's table, looked carefully at the way he seemed to be accustomed to this assassination, and couldn't help asking curiously.

Yan Zhuang smiled lightly.With a look of helplessness, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then sighed and said: "Since betraying Marshal An, after the war ended, this old man has been assassinated no less than ten times in this way for half a year, and I'm used to it. "

Guo Nuan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Uh, Marshal An? You mean An Lushan?"

"That's right, I'm Yan Zhuang, the former staff member of Anlu Mountain." Yan Zhuang hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, and looked at Guo Nuan meaningfully, with a serious expression on his face.

"Could it be that the person who assassinated you was also a remnant of the old Anlu Mountain?"

"What you said is not completely wrong. The woman who was assassinated this time, after careful consideration of the details just now, if I guessed correctly, it should be his daughter."

"Oh? Who is his daughter?"

"Kang Wan—"