Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 78 The Battle of Daddy's Defense⑤

But I saw the people standing quietly in the hall, the woman with white skin covered in blue clothes, with a floating aura like a spring cloud.

When the strings were plucked and the clear sound of the piano sounded, the long sleeve that was originally held in her hand slipped down, and a trace of firmness flashed across her bright eyes.

Others have sharpened their swords for ten years, but she has practiced dancing for ten years. Today is an excellent opportunity to show herself to the world. She is only allowed to succeed, not to fail.

Focusing on Zheng Bitong's Fengya, she saw an unknown look flashing across her eyes, and before she could see clearly, she was already dancing to the music of the piano.

The dance turns back to the embroidery, the sleeves are like snowflying, and the bright makeup and beautiful clothes capture the spring light.

When the long sleeves were dancing, the people present immediately saw such a wonderful picture, Lian Yunmi really put away his mocking look, and it was rare for him to look at the dancers in the hall with a straight face, women from Nanxu country are good at dancing, and they really deserve their reputation, However, she snorted a few times, and there was still a certain gap with her dance just now.

Zheng Bitong's dancing posture is light, like stepping on soft snow, giving people a feeling of ease.

Just as everyone was immersed in this graceful dance, the fingers waving on the strings increased the strength of the plucking, and the sound from the fingertips was no longer clear and clear as before, but a bit thick.

As soon as the sound of the piano changed, the dancer also changed. As soon as the arm was exerted, the long sleeve was retracted into her hand, and then she stepped forward to dance towards the inkstone filled with ink. With a movement of the arm, the long sleeve in the hand flew away. Xiang Yantai, amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the bluish-colored sleeves were already stained with ink, and then she flicked the sleeves, which were originally light and heavy due to the ink staining, and swung them towards the screen.

Including Feng Ya, who had seen the painting dance before, no one would have thought that she would use her sleeves as brushes and dye her sleeves with ink to paint.And Yun Mi, who was originally full of confidence, couldn't help but widen his eyes. He couldn't believe that there was such a dance. He could dance while painting, and his heart suddenly felt agitated.

When Zheng Bitong removed the sleeves and before everyone could see clearly, the sleeves of the other hand followed closely behind, and then the sleeves of both hands seemed to be inadvertently every time in Zheng Bitong's graceful dance, but every time Precisely sprinkle the ink on the screen through the tail of the sleeves, and put the sleeves up and down. In the eyes of the beholder, this seems to be a natural movement without a trace of deliberation. It is a good combination of dance and painting. sense of violation.

When the sound of the piano slowed down, the shadow of early lotus in the water appeared on the screen that was originally as white as snow.Then, in Zheng Bitong's final touch-ups, the graceful early summer lotus was displayed in front of everyone in full bloom.

When the last sleeve slipped, the piano sound also ended.

The dance was light and graceful, and the paintings were lifelike. Everyone couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. Even Zheng Bitong didn't notice when she went down to change clothes after dancing.

After everyone reacted, praises rang out continuously. Zheng Bitong, who had already walked away, heard the cheers coming from the hall, and the corner of her mouth slightly lifted, mother, she did it this time.

Feng Ya once again sighed that this Zheng Bitong is really a real person who does not show her face. She originally thought that the poetry meeting was already the highest display of her dancing skills, but she did not expect that tonight is her real strength. A person who was unknown in the imperial city before, like this. The talents shown in the end are amazing to everyone. Such a person who endures humiliation in front of his stepmother is undoubtedly admirable, but at the same time it is also terrifying.

Seeing everyone's natural expressions in this game, the outcome of the game has undoubtedly been judged, but there is only a lack of a clear verdict.

Emperor Nan Xu looked at His Highness's people with satisfaction, the smile lines in the corners of his eyes deepened, and he was extremely happy in his heart, as expected of his own intelligent daughter, he could pick such an outstanding candidate by random selection, and Nan Xu won this competition for him.

So Emperor Nanxu said loudly to everyone, "I think this competition is a pleasure. Both parties have their own merits. The dance performed by Yun's girl is rare in Nanxu. It is different from the delicate and graceful dance that I saw in Nanxu. Her heroism and true feelings are expressed. Her dance allows people who have never been to the grassland to feel the freedom and freedom from the grassland. I think it is very good, but compared with Zheng's daughter, I think Zheng's Girls are even better," and then asked the person beside him, "What does the third prince think?"

Yun Mi really glanced at her lips. His Majesty Nan Xu said so much, but he was just out of politeness. Anyone who would not support his own people did not have any hope for his vote. Anyway, the third prince is on his side. To offset it, the last vote for the son of Dongling was short.

But seeing He Lanhong took a deep look at Yun Mizhen, with deep pain in his eyes, he ignored the expectation in her eyes, and turned to Emperor Nanxu and said, "The prince also feels that both sides have their own characteristics, and Mizhen Wudong is doing whatever he wants. ,but--"

The people on Nanxu's side knew that the Third Prince of Beihan was definitely on the side of their own country, but they still cared more or less about what he said next.

Yun Mizhen, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly felt something was wrong. She looked up at the person sitting there, but found that the person was not looking at her at all. The bad premonition in her heart gradually became apparent.

Feng Ya also noticed something wrong in the words of the Third Prince of Beihan, so she raised her eyebrows curiously.

"However, the crown prince also agrees with His Majesty Nan Xu's words. Miss Zheng's dance is as light as water, and she can combine dance and painting well. , painting dances, superb, eye-opening, not only can appreciate dances, but also appreciate paintings, it really satisfies the eyes of the viewers."

He Lanhong ignored Yun Mi's fiery eyes and talked freely.

The people in the hall were all dumbfounded. They originally thought that the third prince would support his own people, but they didn't expect that he would demolish his own people at this time. However, everyone thought about it from a different angle. Maybe the third prince is also a fair person. Abandoning the public for personal reasons is indeed a respectable person.

They don't know that the respectable person is actually a person who has been dazzled by love, talking and laughing happily on the surface, but in fact the inside has already been turned upside down.

This sudden change caused the people in the hall to forget their words all of a sudden, and the original plan was overturned so easily, so it is normal for everyone not to react.

Fengya recovered from He Lanhong's words, and quickly analyzed that when he said that he agreed with his father, his father said that Zheng Bitong was better than Yun Mizhen, so He Lanhong also thought that Zheng Bitong's dancing skills were better than Yun Mizhen's. Well, Nan Xuguo has two votes, that is to say, they won!
Straightening out this relationship, a smile immediately flew to Feng Ya's brows, she turned around and grabbed the clothes of the people around her, and said excitedly, "Daddy, we won, we really won!"

Le Zhengjin looked at the beaming person in front of her, smiled lightly, nodded in accordance with her words, and then said, "Don't bother, no matter how good the clothes are, they won't be able to withstand your torture."

Feng Ya stuck out her tongue at him, then looked at the silent person, and saw that her eyes were full of unwillingness and the shame of being betrayed, she never thought that it was not the prince Dong Ling who decided her victory or defeat in this round, but her own family , the feeling of being stabbed in the back is really uncomfortable, but there is a flash of wisdom in Fengya's joyful eyes, no one is loved for granted, and if she can wake up in time, it will be a good thing, but if she is stubborn If so, it will definitely suffer in the future.

The support of the Third Prince of Beihan was welcome to Nan Xu.

At this time, the person who had been hiding in the corner chuckled softly, like a ding-dong spring flowing through the hall, "It seems that Jiangliu's vote is no longer important, and the result of the competition is already clear."

Only then did the people in the hall remember that the prince Dong Ling was still sitting in the hall, and they all turned their heads to look, but saw a stunningly beautiful woman sitting in a corner of the hall, raising her hands and feet, and her style suddenly showed, if she hadn't known in advance that the other party was real Such a man is definitely bewildered by the beauty in front of him.

But after Dong Ling's son finished speaking, he didn't make a sound, and leaned back, his whole body was completely covered by the black shadow of the pillar, and he was still hidden in the corner.

It was a pity for everyone.

So Emperor Nan Xu announced to the people in the hall with a smile on his face, "This is the second contest where Zheng's girl wins."

As soon as the voice fell, the hall cheered.

At this time, Eunuch Huang, who was quietly waiting on the side, approached Emperor Nanxu and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late now."

Emperor Nan Xu took a look at the sky, and it was indeed the time when the two competitions ended, and everyone was tired, so he thought to himself for a while, and then said to the people in the hall, "It's getting late now, how about the third round?" The competition will be held at another time."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Then what good suggestions do you have for the third competition?" Emperor Nan Xu asked.

The crowd immediately boiled over, chatting about suggestions, but none of them satisfied Emperor Nan Xu, and finally he asked, "Feng Ya, what good suggestions do you have for me?"

When Fengya was about to speak, she was interrupted by a horizontal interjection, and Yun Mizhen said to Emperor Nanxu, "Your Majesty, Mizhen has a proposal."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"Mizhen thinks shooting can be used as the subject of the third competition."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Xuejin stood up "chuckles" and said angrily, "Why do you only pick what your Beihan is good at? It's not fair!"

The corners of Yun Mizhen's eyes twitched slightly, and he said with a sneer, "I heard that Nan Xu is very particular about etiquette, so he must also think that it is right for guests to come first."

Ning Xuejin was speechless, but another voice took Yun Mizhen's words and said, "But we in Nanxu Country also think that it is right for guests to follow the owner, what does Miss Yun think?"

"Hmph!" Unexpectedly being blocked by this person, Yun Mi snorted coldly.

Feng Ya did not continue this topic, but said respectfully to Emperor Nan Xu, "Your Majesty, Feng Ya also agrees with Miss Yun's proposal to use shooting as the topic."

Ning Xuejin, who was originally happy because the third sister gave her a sigh of relief, did not expect that she would agree to the proposal of the unruly girl, and couldn't help being stunned.

Yun Mi was also taken aback, but she immediately said to Feng Ya, "Even if we Beihan win, I won't be grateful to you."

"It's easy to say." Feng Ya smiled back.

Since Ya'er dared to say this, she must have a countermeasure, so Emperor Nan Xu waved his hand and set the third match in three days, and then the banquet was over.

　Hey, guess the result of the second competition!Anbu is not a bad silver, just give up Nanzhu like this!Looking forward to the third competition!By the way, more will be added today!For the sake of Anbu's hard work, my dear friends also expressed their gratitude! (Anbu drifts away with a sinister smile~~~~)

　　
　
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