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As the ribbons fell down, Bai Qianhong's figure gradually disappeared, the shadow remained, and the melody ended. After a hundred breaths, as the purple vision in the sky dissipated, the graceful figure on the Jinghong stage was no longer there.

In the silent main hall, although the sounds of various rhythms are not obvious, the aftertaste still exists, lingering in the ears of everyone, and all eyes are still focused on the Jinghong Terrace, where the traces of purple light are gradually receding.

"Mr. Fu Nian, what do you think of Xia Ji's dance?"

Confucianism is full of righteousness, although he is immersed in it, but with the disappearance of Bai Qianhong, Fu Nian wakes up, Zhou Qingjue, the jade flute in his hand disappeared out of thin air, one hand on his side, turned and walked into the private room.

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"Lightly like a frightened bird, graceful like a wandering dragon, glorious like a flourishing autumn chrysanthemum, and luxuriant like a spring pine."

"Wu Zhenjun's words are enough to cover it up!"

After a startled dance, Fu Nian followed Zhou Qing into the quiet room again, as for the two young men and women who had previously called Wu Zhenjun their uncles, they were still whispering in the corridor, upon hearing this, they bowed their hands together and saluted.

Just now Xia Ji Bai Qianhong's startling dance was unsurprisingly beautiful. Compared with the songs and dances seen in Qi State in the past, it was definitely inferior. Everyone in Xia said that Zhao Wu was the best in the world. Looking at it today, it must be the best. At most.

"I didn't expect that adults would have such words to praise Qianhong's dancing posture. It really makes Qianhong happy."

However, before Zhou Qing could respond, there was a sudden burst of clear laughter from the unclosed quiet room behind him.

After a few breaths, a gorgeous woman in vine-purple high boots approached, wearing a purple brocade robe, covering her alluring body, and between her steps, there were faint flashes of snow-white.

Walking straight into the quiet room, the fragrant wind filled the air. The person was Xia Ji Baiqianhong who was performing the Jinghong Dance just now. She appeared here with a little attire. Hearing Fu Nian's voice, she was obviously very happy.

"Fu Nian has seen Miss Bai."

Xia Ji's appearance here is obviously beyond Fu Nian's expectations. Although the status of the dancers in the heaven and earth is humble, it is not uncommon to be able to rank among the top, and it is a gift.

"Qianhong is just a little dancer, how dare she be the gift of the future head of Confucianism. I heard from the head of Baifu before that Mr. Fu Nian is here to redeem sister Duanmu. I wonder if there will be any results?"

Bai Qianhong stepped forward on her own, first saluted Zhou Qingfu who was casually sitting cross-legged on the head, and then smiled lightly, curiosity suddenly appeared on her soft and charming appearance, while responding to the voice of Fu Nian, she stepped forward again, kneeling down Sitting on the other side of Zhou Qing.

With a wave of his hand, he held the wine jug in his hand, glanced at the silent Duanmu Rong on the other side, and filled the wine bottle in front of Zhou Qing.

"Miss Bai was joking, Fu Nian is just an ordinary scholar."

"The matter of redeeming Miss Duanmu's body has already been said, and it will be over after Miss Duanmu nods her head."

A close look at Bai Qianhong, Xia Ji in the heaven and earth, made Fu Nian feel a little vigilant. In her body, she actually had a not-so-weak cultivation base, and her awe-inspiring righteousness was running much faster. The other party obviously cultivated with rather evil intentions. Xuan Gong.

He said that he is the future head of Confucianism. If this matter is spread, there will be a lot of trouble. If the topic changes, it will fall into the main topic. Regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, if you do this matter yourself, that is what you want.

"I don't know how the Confucianism will treat Sister Duanmu if she leaves the heaven and earth?"

Picking up the wine bottle with her slender hands, she gently handed it to Zhou Qingqing's raised hand, her beautiful eyes flickered with mysterious light, and she spoke again.

"The Duanmu family has been friends with Confucianism for generations. If Miss Duanmu is released from heaven and earth, they will arrange for Miss Duanmu to go to the land of Sanghai, or go to the school, or wait for a good relationship. With the protection of Confucianism, this life should be safe now."

Looking at Xia Ji Bai Qianhong, Fu Nian's expression did not change, he turned his eyes to Duanmu Rong, thought for a while, and said in detail, the land of Sanghai is the area controlled by Confucianism, it is easy to protect a person.

"The land of Qilu Sanghai has always been under the control of Confucianism. It is easy to protect a woman, but if one day, your Confucianism cannot protect itself, I wonder if you can still complete what Mr. Fu Nian said today?"

Zhou Qing didn't say a word. Hearing Bai Qianhong's question, he smiled slightly and sipped his drink.

I don't care about Duanmurong's going or staying. He stays in the heaven and earth and does what he wants to do. It doesn't matter if he doesn't enter the heaven and earth.

"What Miss Bai said has a lot of meaning. If there is a day, unless the Confucian inheritance is gone, Miss Duanmu will be fine."

As soon as the words came out, it fell into Fu Nian's ears, but he couldn't help but feel a sudden rush in his heart. This woman's words seemed casual, but in fact she was careful and scheming. Looking at her behavior in front of Wu Zhenjun, it was quite different.

"Sister Duanmu, what do you think?"

The smile on Bai Qianhong's face remained the same, and after Fu Nian finished speaking, she directed the conversation to Duanmu Rong who was on the side. For this girl, I also personally trained her, and I put my thoughts into it.

"Mr. Fu Nian, thank you for your kindness, I... still want to stay in the heaven and earth!"

Facing Sister Bai's search, and feeling the expectant gaze of Mr. Fu Nian not far away, Duanmu Rong struggled for a long time, and finally...woke up from the silent state, raised his head, and looked at Fu Nian with beautiful eyes, apologetically answer.

A few years ago, I became a slave and was bought back by the head of the white suit. In the heaven and earth, I had to take care of the head of the white dress and sister Bai. If I left directly, it would not conform to my father's teaching.

Maybe in a few years, her youthful appearance will no longer be there, but Sister Bai will also arrange her own arrangements. An ordinary life is enough.

"It doesn't need to be like this, in fact... it may not be a good thing for you to stay in the heaven and earth, Miss Duanmu, this is the order of the three laws of Confucianism. If you encounter trouble in the land of Qilu in the future, you can use this token to find Confucianism helps."

Facing Duanmu Rong's gaze, although Fu Nian was a little disappointed, it was a result after all, staying in the heaven and earth, with Qin Guowu Zhenjun behind to protect him, ordinary people would not dare to bully.

Yuluo took out a light white jade tablet from his bosom, with triangular and circular protrusions on it, each with a gold inscription branded on it, saying: benevolence, righteousness, propriety, this is the essence of the philosophy of Confucius, the founder of Confucianism.

Although they were continuously expanded by later generations of disciples, these three have always existed, and they have always been in the forefront. With great strength in their hands, this light white jade tablet landed on the table in front of Duanmu Rong.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu Nian."

Duanmu Rong carefully looked at Zhou Qing out of the corner of his eye, then took the token with plain white hands, stood up and bowed.

"Hahaha, it is fate to meet the descendants of Senior Duanmu, and this trip is worthwhile."

"The matter is over, Mr. Wu Zhen, Miss Bai, Miss Duanmu, Fu Nian will leave."

Nodding to Duanmurong, with a clear smile on his face, arching his hands, following the Confucian etiquette, he saluted to the three people in front of him one after another.

"Miss Duanmu will be fine in heaven and on earth."

Zhou Qing also stood up for it, pointing at Duanmu Rong beside him with one hand.

Fu Nian heard the sound, bowed again, then turned and left.

"The chaos outside, you just leave?"