Ping An Biography

Fortunately, there is a Chu Palace in Wuchang, otherwise it would be difficult to find a hall that can accommodate hundreds of people for banquets.

In the spacious and magnificent palace, between the vermilion pillars, sixteen young girls are wearing red and green floral dresses, with long sleeves hanging down so that they can fall on the floor, and their delicate and skillful dance steps are like fairies of flowers floating in the middle.The sound of the orchestra is short and light, even people who don't know the rhythm can feel the joy in the sound.For every happy rhythm in the blowing sound, the beautiful women have a movement.The long sleeves were thrown into the air together, like a cloud like a fairyland. In a trance, Zhang Ning seemed to think of the scene in an ancient costume martial arts movie. A ribbon flew into the air, and a woman with lotus steps flew lightly on it.

And when the skirt flew up, you could see the beautiful woman's little feet wrapped in white socks, almost bouncing on the floor on the tiptoes, which was why she looked so light.Is this an ancient version of ballet?Even Zhang Ning had never seen such beautiful singing and dancing in the Ming Dynasty.

There were many military generals at the banquet, and the faces of these people were all red. Zhang Ning smiled and thought about the thoughts of these brothers. Most of them probably want to push the beauties on the bed. A bunch of beauties here?Zhang Ning also wanted to simply reward the soldiers who followed him, since it would be a waste of resources to keep it anyway, but it didn't seem to have a good impact.

The people who came up from the main hall were not smiling, but happily gathered together.Even the aloof Emperor Jianwen watched with relish, and Mrs. Yao, who was sitting next to the emperor, had a decent smile on her face.

The only regret is that at such a celebration banquet, there was no program of conferring a marquis.Although Jianwen is the emperor, the officers and men under his control are not controlled by him, and it is inconvenient to issue edicts to reward meritorious soldiers; Zhang Ning is only a prince, in the name of rewards, so no one mentions this kind of thing for a while.

This does not affect people's interest, because they have been compensated in actual interests.The wealth and resources of the entire ruling area have been tilted towards the army. Everyone is living a good life, and there is nothing dissatisfied... Just shouting slogans is useless. From generals to soldiers, they have to work hard and not allow robbery, so they have to be distributed Big head of wealth, otherwise morale will continue.The brothers are all reasonable, obviously robbing will lose and destroy property, and waste more things, it is better to coerce the government to come forward and collect it uniformly; there are also rape | Tell them to ruin a woman's reputation, maybe she committed suicide, and it took 20 years to grow and then ruined. Isn't this a waste of crimes, it's better to get reward money to buy it.This is also the reason why the Suzaku Army does not disturb the people; it is also the reason why a dozen state capitals are overwhelmed by only supporting tens of thousands of people, and the soldiers are treated too well.Therefore, the Suzaku army can't be a bandit. It is foreseeable that losing the territory will immediately destroy the military discipline, and the whole system will collapse.

Dozens of tables are set up in the main hall, and now the food sharing system is not popular, and they are all table seats.Six people sit on three sides of a table, because the other side faces the middle and cannot see the show.

Men and women are separated, on the left are civil and military officials, and on the right are the brought family members. It is really not common for so many family members to come to the banquet.Zhang Ning was sitting at a table on the upper left side, facing east from west, facing the singing and dancing in the center of the main hall. It was probably a good position. Zhou Mengxiong was sitting with him, and it took him a long time to sit at the table; but the chief assistant Yang Shiqi beat him to death. If you don't sit in that position, that's the only way to go in the end. [

There are two people sitting on each side, and they are the other four ministers in the cabinet. The people sitting on this table are actually the six most powerful people in the Jianwen court.

Already had several rounds of drinking, Zhang Ning's capacity for alcohol was really not good enough, the emperor drank three cups with all the ministers before and after, and the bureaucrats at the same table here made several rounds of toasts individually.His face is now flushed|red, and the whole palace is shaking.

The show has been changed to singing, and Zhang Ning is still biting the bullet and talking to everyone, especially clinking glasses with Zhou Mengxiong when they have endless things to say.

In the interlacing of cups and cups, Zhang Ning did not mention the disappointing topic of being in danger on the battlefield, but he had already expressed his gratitude to Zhou Mengxiong in the refreshing cup of wine.Zhou Mengxiong, a burly man, can't drink as much as Zhang Ning does. He doesn't know how many drinks he's had, and his face still doesn't turn red, as if he doesn't know what it means to be drunk.

At this time, Zheng Qia suggested: "Next, let's use the wine order, which should be more interesting. Today we will not go home until we are drunk!"

Zhou Mengxiong immediately objected with a smile: "If it's okay to play with knives, guns and sticks, isn't the writer asking me to drink all the wine alone?".

Zheng Qia then said: "In this way, it's all about luck to play the drum and pass the flowers. Old hero Zhou has nothing to say, right?"

Yang Shiqi stroked his beard and smiled, "Look at Elder Zhou Ge's drinking capacity, I'm afraid the few of us can't drink him together, haha..."

Zhou Mengxiong turned his head and asked Zhang Ning: "What does King Xiang think of this way of playing?"

"Let's make another rule. People who pass it on to Hua can use other things instead of drinking. Poems and performances are also fine." Zhang Ning is relatively weak in drinking, so he left a way out to avoid drinking by himself in a while. If people haven't had their best time yet, wouldn't such a scene of celebration be a disappointment?

Zhou Mengxiong laughed, and patted the table with his palm: "The King of Xiang keeps his promises, you have the final say!"

So Zheng Qia turned around and told the maid who was standing nearby serving the wine to get her some props.After a while, the maid brought a tambourine and a large red silk flower. The red flower was like the flower worn by the newcomer at the wedding, full of festive feeling.

After a while, there was a drumbeat here, attracting people's attention.Originally, this table was the focus of today's banquet, but this time it was so noisy that even the limelight of the emperor and imperial concubine on the throne was completely suppressed.There was lively talk about whose hands the flowers would go to, as if six people farting could mean anything.

After playing for a few rounds, Zhang Ning found that his luck was particularly "good". After drinking a few cups in a row, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm not happy if you don't see me drunk."

Monk Yao pointed at Zheng Qia and joked: "You called the drummer, Mr. Zheng is cheating, right?" , a few nonsense. [

When Zhou Mengxiong threw the big red flower into Zhang Ning's arms, the drumbeat stopped again, everyone laughed, Zhang Ning stood up staggeringly, and passed the wine glass to the left: "Uncle, help me, drink for me. "

Zhou Mengxiong grabbed Zhang Ning's sleeve: "There is no such rule. The wine table is like a battlefield. Orders and prohibitions must be enforced. This is the rule set by the King of Xiang. Or write a poem to open the public's eyes."

Monk Yao clasped his fists and said, "Nephew, don't blame me, I also want to drink for you, but the old hero Naizhou disagrees."

"Forget it, I'm too embarrassed to play tricks." Zhang Ning said shaking his head.He just felt dizzy, but he knew it very well in his heart, and once again personally verified one thing, no matter how drunk he was, there was no such thing as not knowing what he was doing.

He shook it for a while, thinking about what kind of poem to copy.He didn't have Li Bai's ability to compose poems while drunk. On the contrary, the alcohol made his thinking muddy, and he couldn't even recite it, let alone write it.Apparently there are the most ancient poems in Tang and Song Dynasties, but in the Ming Dynasty they were really limited. If they weren’t catchy, children could recite them, and he wouldn’t be able to remember them...and they couldn’t copy them randomly. , I can't even remember a few majestic poems by Mao Taizu, and my mind is a little dizzy.

After holding back for a while, he said, "Singing is okay too?"

Several people agreed, and Yang Shiqi smiled and said, "Guess, everyone, is the king of Xiang going to hold a red tooth board and sing 'Yang Liu'an, the dawn wind and moon', or a copper pipa and iron board and sing 'Da Jiang Dong Go'?"

Zheng Qia said: "Brother, you can't underestimate the talent of the King of Xiang. The 'Suqiang' that became popular in the north and south of the Yangtze River was created by the King of Xiang and the talented Su Gongzi from the south of the Yangtze River?"

As soon as Zhang Ning heard it, he understood that he must not sing any popular songs.But the so-called Suqiang composition is Mr. Su's ability, he himself just fills in the lyrics, let alone singing.

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and thought of "Ode to the Pear Blossom" in Peking Opera. It was relatively simple and he could sing it before, and it was not completely out of touch with local operas.Immediately, he became happy, and he also became interested in joining this joyful scene... Maybe let the local gentry and gentry present besides the civil and military officials of this dynasty see that this king is not a pure warlord, but also knows a little about romance.

Immediately, he staggered a few steps, and bowed to the emperor and concubine who was on the throne above.Yao Ji looked at him with a smile, raised her sleeves and waved lightly, the silk and bamboo orchestra in the hall stopped temporarily.

At the beginning, Zhang Ning was quite restrained, and just sang "Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings rain. Pear blossoms fall, spring enters the mud." When he sang "This life is only for one person, and the love of other kings is also crazy", when he was happy, he pretended to learn After gesticulating with the gestures in the play, she sang and danced slowly with her yellow robe sleeve covering her face, as if Concubine Yang was still holding a pipa to half cover her face, causing an uproar in the hall and roaring with laughter.

The singing girls standing on the side couldn't help but smile when they saw this, and many of the female family members on the right covered their mouths and laughed.

The generals were most excited, and a group of warriors clapped their hands and shouted: "Good! Good!" "One more song!"

Zhang Ning, who was drunk, walked to the side where the female relatives were approaching. When the females saw that he was drunk, they didn't know what to do, and some of them screamed exaggeratedly.Of course Zhang Ning wouldn’t do anything foolish, he’s just more excited about alcohol, he saw Gu Chunhan (Fang Ling) at the banquet, so he walked over, turned one hand behind his back, bowed with the other arm across his waist, and stretched out his hand invite her.Gu Chunhan blushed, but still put his jade hand gently in Zhang Ning's, and stood up gently.

"Oh, it's so ridiculous..." Some woman in the crowd muttered.

Zhang Ning made an intimate gesture in public, and whispered in Gu Chunhan's ear, "You dance, and I'll give you the pipa."

She blushed and whispered, "Would you..."

Zhang Ning laughed and said, "It will definitely ring."