Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 70 Fusang National Academy

The moonlight is like water, and the scholar in white is sitting upright playing the piano, with his long hair flying, and the melody is melodious, playing with a chivalrous spirit between his fingers.

The girl is dressed in a bright red dress, with cinnabar on her forehead, holding two cold daggers, and she makes a stunning appearance. She dances with the wind, and her figure is as startling as a bird.

Hang Ruxue on the seat moved his eyes: "It's her?"

Although there were only a few short interviews, in his impression, this Fifth Young Lady of the Fengguo Mansion had always been quiet and delicate. He didn't expect to dance swords in court tonight?Or perform in front of the imperial court with Luo Qiuchi?
That day in Qingzhou, that is, she was imprisoned in the villa by the Dongyi Mountain Lord, and now after going around, she and Luo Qiuchi are standing together under the moon. It seems that they have a very close relationship, all this seems too coincidental?

It's like a net, and the inextricable connections in it are so subtle that people have to think about it.

Hang Ruxue frowned slightly, guessing wildly in her mind, the white-clothed scholar in that scene was already playing the piano, and began to chant aloud: "Huo Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, and he is like a group of emperors flying dragons. Come like a thunder to absorb the wrath , just like the river and the sea condense into a clear light..."

Following his long verse, the girl in red dress fluttered her sleeves, and her sword moves became more agile and unparalleled, just like the poem said, the sword light was dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting down the nine suns, The dancing posture is vigorous and agile, just like a god flying a dragon.

Immediately amazed everyone, everyone watched intently, and their hearts fluctuated accordingly!
Among all the people, only Hang Ruxue took a tight breath, her eyes brightened——

This sword move is so familiar, it's clear, it's clear!

His heart was beating wildly, Yuexia's moves were reflected in his eyes one by one, and the scene of him holding a spear on the top of the cliff in Qingzhou flashed in front of his eyes, and he fought against the Dongyi Mountain Monarch.

It's so similar, this sword dance clearly bears the traces of that person, it's almost "from the same vein", both have the same number of ways, but it has been ingeniously "improved" to make it more suitable for women's light dance, more obvious The sleeves of the clothes are fluttering, exquisite and extraordinary.

This hidden "mystery" can't be seen by ordinary people at all, let alone think of it elsewhere, but unlike Hang Ruxue, who has practiced martial arts for many years, has a delicate mind, and has a deep memory of the battle in Qingzhou, he not only recognizes it at a glance, but even more It is in the blink of an eye that many things are connected in series!
At the moment, his eyes were complicated and uncertain, and he was staring at the field, his gaze followed the figure in red, not letting go of every movement.

On the side table, Zhao Qinghe pulled Ji Wenjing's sleeves, and whispered to him: "Ah Jun's sword dance is so wonderful, look, General Hang didn't even blink his eyes, he did the drum dance before. I'm not very interested, I just lowered my head and didn't even look at it..."

Ji Wenjing turned sideways, deliberately smiled and said, "Not bad, you have also learned my tricks, and you know how to observe these things?"

Zhao Qinghe blushed: "I, I'm just happy for Ah Jun, I see that His Majesty is also very engrossed in watching it, Ah Jun was worried that he would not be able to control this sword dance before, now I can rest assured..."

Ji Wenjing looked at the field and nodded: "That's right. Generally, when women dance swords, they are more or less rouge, pretentious, not sharp enough, but tonight's sword dance, every move and every style is ingenious. It seems that it is really enjoyable to have the beauty of a woman without losing the strength of the sword move itself, this barbarian must have put a lot of thought into it."

"Yes." Zhao Qinghe also said with emotion: "Speaking of which, Junior Brother Luo is really powerful. He taught Ah Jun hand in hand. Every move was carefully designed, and Ah Jun also learned quickly. They played the piano and danced together, complementing each other. It's really wonderful." There is no tacit understanding."

"Aren't we the same?" Ji Wenjing smiled lowly, his brows were gentle under the moon.

Zhao Qinghe's face became hot, his heart beat faster, and he lowered his head like a little rabbit, not daring to look at Ji Wenjing again.

The two of them had no intention of speaking, but they didn't know that if these words reached Hang Ruxue's ears, they would really "follow the listener" and realize the conjecture in Hang Ruxue's heart.

Fortunately, the melody was flying, the sword was dancing gracefully, and Yuexia's unrestrained and chivalrous spirit completely overwhelmed their conversation.

Fu Yuanzhi at the other table also had deep eyes, following the red-clothed figure in the field all the time, Wen Renshu next to him was unwilling to bite her lip, and tried to get closer several times, but was timid, and she couldn't help it in the end Approaching Fu Yuanzhi, he said aggrievedly: "Fu, Senior Brother Fu, the words you heard outside were actually not what you thought. I was only wronged by Fifth Sister, so I said what I said indiscriminately and on purpose. Those angry words, I, I am not the kind of person you think..."

"What kind of person am I thinking of?" Fu Yuanzhi turned his head, his eyes were clear and cold, and his tone was calm.

When Wen Renshu was asked this rhetorical question, her face flushed instantly, her beautiful eyes sparkled, she looked pitiful, but Fu Yuanzhi seemed to be bored, turned his head away, and didn't even look at her again.

He only whispered one sentence in the night: "Looking at the well under the moon, what kind of person is, what is the reflection in the well, it has nothing to do with what other people think."

Wen Renshu's heart twitched suddenly, and she looked up at Fu Yuanzhi, her eyes were reddened in disbelief.

Stupid as she is, she was wrong from the very beginning. Her pretentious way of dealing with a smart person like Yuanzhi doesn't work at all. Instead of blindly showing weakness, it's better to be "open and aboveboard", maybe then he can "see her differently" ".

Here, the sword dance in the arena is coming to an end, just when everyone is about to clap their hands and applaud, the white robe under the moon suddenly presses the strings——

The melody stopped abruptly, and he turned the body of the piano over lightly, and there was a long writing brush hidden behind it!

His long and slender hand flicked his sleeves, grabbed the brush, and flew out. Before everyone could react, the white clothes swept across the audience under the moonlight, and laughed loudly: "Heroes here, who would lend me some wine?" altar?"

He called all the teachers and students present "chivalrous men", which was humorous and in line with his theme of tonight's piano sound and sword dance. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth and said: "I will lend you some of my wine!"

His gentle face was dyed with a layer of brilliance under the moonlight, with a pleasant smile on his lips, he waved his sleeves and threw the wine, his movements were chic and unrestrained, obviously he was also aroused with a sense of pride.

The white-clothed man in the field was not polite either, he reached out to take the wine, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me the wine!"

As he spoke, he uncovered the red cloth, grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and drank happily. Under the moonlight, the wine was clear and fragrant, and everyone's hearts were turbulent.

Holding a writing brush in the white clothes, he spouted all the wine in his mouth, moistened the pen, and began to write on the ground!

Everyone suddenly realized that the white robe was holding the wine jar in one hand and the writing brush in the other, with fluttering wide sleeves, and the brush was like a dragon and snake. His demeanor was unrestrained and unrestrained, really like a knight-errant.

While he was writing, he drank wine, spraying the pen with wine from time to time, and the girl in red beside him did not stop, dancing swords with him, the two of them wrote a book and a sword, and they were like a pair of married couples under the moonlight , dazzling.

"It's a book and sword dance, wonderful, really wonderful!"

Emperor Liang's blood boiled with excitement, and he clapped his palms excitedly on the first seat. The teachers and students on the court were also excited. Looking at the clever calligraphy and sword dance under the moon, and smelling the fragrance of wine wafting in the wind, it was quite hearty. Dripping, the wonderful taste of happy life.

Only Hang Ruxue's eyes were still fixed on the field, so complicated and bottomless.

Finally, the last stroke of writing on the ground was finished, and the jar of wine was drained. Everyone stretched their necks to look, and couldn't help but read out in unison——

"He Qing Hai Yan, Shi He Sui Feng."

The two lines of characters are elegant and lively, the atmosphere is clear, and the strokes are natural, with an indescribable sense of chic. The characters are really like the person, and all the teachers and students in the hall were impressed by it, and they all shouted "OK"!
The white-clothed scholar casually tossed the brush, knelt down together with the red-clothed girl beside him, saluted Liang Diyi who was sitting on the first seat, and raised his voice: "May I have a peaceful and prosperous age in Daliang River, and enjoy the prosperity of the year." .”

Emperor Liang's heart was ups and downs, and he couldn't help standing up from the first seat, stroking his palms again and again, and said excitedly: "The river is clear and the sea is clean, and the time is rich and prosperous. My long-cherished wish in my life is that the Liang Dynasty will be prosperous and peaceful, and there will be no wars, and the people will be happy and worry-free. Don't be a lost dog!"

When he spoke, his eyes were slightly red, and the wind was full of emotion, all the teachers and students were also infected, and they couldn't help saying in unison: "My emperor is holy and righteous, benevolent and righteous all over the world!"

When Emperor Liang calmed down, he looked at the teachers and students present from the first seat, and said softly, "Actually, I have another important purpose for coming here tonight."

He set his eyes on Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun under the moon, with a smile on his lips: "A few days ago, I received a letter from the monarch of Fusang Kingdom. They also have a very famous school. The outstanding disciples of the two countries will discuss each other and hold a competition between universities to form friendship between the two countries.”

"At that time, they will send a group of disciples across the ocean to come to Daliang to compete with the disciples of my palace school. I came this time because I want to entrust the task of Chen Yuanshou to be selected in the palace school. Produce outstanding children to represent Daliang to fight."

"But now, I've changed my mind, and I don't need to entrust President Chen, because I already have a suitable candidate in my mind."

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience seemed to explode. Both teachers and students were excited and excited. This is a duel competition between the universities of the two countries. It would be such a big deal to represent Daliang to participate. Glory!
They focused their attention on Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun in Fengzhong, guessing that they had performed brilliantly just now, and Emperor Liang praised them very much. Among the candidates for this contest, there must be a seat for the two of them!
Sure enough, Emperor Liang called Chen Yuanshou to his side. After some whispering, Chen Yuanshou beamed with joy, nodded repeatedly, looked at Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun who were standing side by side under the moon, and couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

In the wind, Fu Yuanzhi's hands were slowly clenched, and his breathing was rapid. He looked at Emperor Liang and Yuanshou Chen on the high platform, and his heart was more nervous than ever before.

I saw Chen Yuanshou stepping towards the front of the stage, looked at the expectant eyes of everyone present, cleared his throat, and announced loudly: "Your Majesty is wise, with discerning eyes to recognize talents, he has selected a group of Outstanding disciples, those whose names I have read below, please leave the table and stand up, you will represent Daliang to go to the challenge, compare skills with Fusang disciples, and have a competition between schools!"

Fu Yuanzhi suddenly raised his head. Although he tried his best to restrain the surging emotions, his heart was still beating. He fixed his eyes on Chen Yuanshou, and heard him facing the crowd and raised his voice under the moon:

"These people are—"

(End of this chapter)