The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

With the swaying of the flower boat and the uproar of people, the bustling tide comes and goes, with excitement and loss, a prosperous scene.

This is the most lively night in the imperial city. The successive wars in the summer brought too much pressure on the people. On this night, they all chose to forget their troubles and enjoy themselves.

Ning Chen leads Xiao Mingyue into the nearest flower boat. The first thing that comes into sight are two girls dressed in colorful clothes and four men.

The ship's screen lights embellishment, red lights, a couplet eye-catching, let in people scratching their heads.

"Endure tears to look for residual red, tender like water!"

It's just nine words. There's no trap between the lines. It's just a pair with profound meaning. It seems simple, but it's actually quite difficult.

Mingyue is dizzy when she looks at it. Although she also learns some Central Plains culture, most of them are four books and five classics, and the way of governing the country. For example, she doesn't learn the specialties of these talented people and beautiful women.

"Will you?" The moon asked in a low voice.

"Meeting" rather Chen thought, opening a way, finish saying, pick up a piece of paper on the table, write down the answer.

"Dance to clear the shadow, lean bone facing the wind"

the moon reads softly, not understanding, but seems to be very powerful.

The note went up, and soon after the screen came a voice, "pass!"

The crowd suddenly burst out a burst of surprise, looking at the young man's eyes become a little different.

The two brothel women saluted and said respectfully, "young master, this way please"

"thank you" Ning Chen nodded back and immediately took xiaomingyue to another boat.

All the flower boats in Yinhe River are boat by boat. They are surprised by the moon.

"Really can't" rather Chen blush way, let him to a pair, write two poems is OK, do an article, really can't.

"I'll do it then?" The moon asked softly.

"Good" Ning Chen nodded.

Mingyue didn't think much about it. She wrote directly. After a while, she wrote a wonderful article about her whole way of studying. Ning Chen was stunned.

This child is not raised for nothing!

The article was sent to the screen. A moment later, an old voice came out, "the literary grace is good, I've had a good time!"

"That is, don't see is whose child" rather Chen is very proud of say, that appearance than oneself pass all happy.

After the three passes, they got the first qualification to board the last big flower boat. Mingyue is a child, no quota, just follow the adults.

They cooperated perfectly. The three passes were as simple as drinking water. After boarding the big flower boat in a low key, they quietly found a corner to sit down.

In the flower boat, the figures of the children of the powerful can be seen everywhere. They all come with invitation cards. Ning Chen takes a glance and doesn't know them.

The second floor of the flower boat is a box, bead curtain blocked the figure behind, sitting in it, you can just overlook the high platform used to choose the flower leader downstairs.

These are real people with status. They can't show up casually. Lingyan Pavilion also fully considers this point and specially arranges these boxes.

"Hasn't the magistrate arrived yet?" In a box on the second floor, Su Feiyan asked.

"No!" A maid replied that the box of the magistrate was still empty, and the person in charge of checking the invitation did not see the arrival of the magistrate.

Su Feiyan's brow is slightly wrinkled. There's no reason why Zhiming Hou doesn't come.

"Send someone to continue to wait, and report as soon as you have news"

"yes, Miss" the maid bowed and quickly stepped back.

At the corner of the banquet, the woman in charge of pouring wine gave a strange look at the two people at the table. Unexpectedly, some people went to the brothel to take care of their children. They all said that rich people have many quirks. It seems true.

"When will it start?" Mingyue looks at the high platform of the banquet center and says bored.

"Don't worry, it should be fast," Ning Chen whispered.

Before the sound of words came down, the sound of "Ding" came out. Suddenly, the whole boat was quiet, and the sound of the piano was faint, and it entered everyone's heart.

Ning Chen drinks the wine quietly, and his thoughts flash in his heart. The identity of Su Feiyan is really elusive. It's rare to influence other people's mind only by the sound of Qin.

It seems that it is necessary to ask the elder to see if they can get some useful information after going back.

The sound of the zither is very good, such as clear spring and flowing water. Ning Chen has two volumes of heavenly script to protect his body. He is not affected by the zither sound, but simply appreciates the beauty of the zither sound.

As for Xiao Mingyue, with his true Qi in her body, she doesn't need to worry.

"Nice to hear" Mingyue looks up and whispers.

"Eat first, I'll take you to see her later." Ning Chen patted the little girl's cloth hat and said.

"Good" the bright moon answered, and immediately continued to eat. They came out in a hurry. They didn't take the invitation, and they didn't eat dinner. In addition, they were writing poems and articles just now. Now they are really hungry.

At this time, on the high platform, ten women fluttered down the red silk. They were dressed in blue embroidered clothes. They had different faces, but they were all surprisingly beautiful. They danced with the sound of the zither.All of a sudden, people's eyes were attracted to the past, staring at it.

Ning Chen and bright moon looked up, then no interest, continue to eat their own.

The two of them really saw a lot about dancing. The most important thing in the palace was singing and dancing.

"This bamboo is so hard." Mingyue holds a bamboo and doesn't open it for a long time, dissatisfied.

"To" rather Chen take over, a crush, immediately a petal to the little girl's mouth.

Mingyue didn't feel embarrassed. She took it directly and had a good time.

"Quite sweet" rather Chen oneself also stuffed a petal into the mouth, evaluation way.

Mangosteen is not easy to keep, it is easy to be broken, that is, it can only be eaten by the families of the powerful.

On one side, the maid took a look at them, and their looks were even more strange. These two people have been eating since then, and they are indifferent to other things, and they are acting too strange.

Ning Chen's thick skin is hard to measure. She doesn't care about the maid's opinion at all. As for Mingyue, as an emperor, she can never see everyone except the people she cares about.

It is unrealistic for an emperor to consider the idea of a servant.

"Is the magistrate here?"

Seeing that the Huakui election could not be delayed any longer, Su Feiyan stopped playing the piano and asked again.

"Miss Chen, not yet," a maid said respectfully.

"Don't wait, let them start," Su Feiyan frowned and ordered.

"Yes" the maid was ordered to leave.

In the corner of the banquet, after hearing the piano sound disappear, Ning Chen raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and gently reminded, "the bright moon is about to start"

the voice just fell, on the high stage, the brilliance bloomed, and the five beautiful figures slowly came, red as blood, delicate and beautiful, people can't move their eyes.

Five people together, a better temperament and appearance, suddenly let the surrounding Ten Green Embroidered beautiful shadow eclipsed.