The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Each of the five most beautiful women in red has some amazing looks, especially the one in the middle.

The zither rings softly, and the woman in the middle half sits and strokes the zither. The enchanting and moving posture is accompanied by the wonderful sound, which has become the most dazzling figure today.

Four women in red dance together with red sleeves, shaking everyone's mind.

Since ancient times, it is no wonder that the beauty pass is filled with heroes, while the beauty pass is full of troubles. This is not the evil of women, but the weakness of men's will in the face of beautiful women.

Most of the people present were powerful disciples, but there were never women around. However, when they saw the beautiful shadows on the stage, they were completely absorbed.

"Buy one and go home." Mingyue looks at the five women in red and gently advises that there is no dancer in the house. It's really boring. These people look good. They can pass the time when they are bored.

"No money"

Ning Chen shakes his head without hesitation and says that his salary is decided by his eldest grandson himself, and the full cost is just enough for the expenses of the government. He doesn't know how he calculated it, and he doesn't have any extra money left for him.

Mingyue is a little depressed. This is really a big problem. They really don't have money. It's the first time that she has seen such a miserable Marquis after being an emperor for more than seven years. The salaries of officials in the imperial court are generally fixed. There has never been a bad man who even has to control his salary.

After a while, Huakui's election began. As expected, the result was decided by the people present.

However, this ticket is not for nothing, but for silver.

The five women in red on the stage were all famous servants of the Qing Dynasty in the imperial city. They had a large number of pursuers. Among them, the matter of throwing money was never a problem.

"Give you ten Liang, throw to play." Ning Chen takes out a small Yuan Bao, hands it to Mingyue.

"I choose the one in the middle." Mingyue takes over Yuanbao and says happily.

"Mr. Ling gave 300 liang of silver and cast 30 votes for Miss Liu"

"Mr. Li gave 700 liang of silver and cast 70 votes for Miss Chu"

"Mr. Yue gave 1000 liang of silver..."

……

Sound after sound, holding out a surprising number, I have to say that the royal city of these noble children are rich, throwing money is not just talk about.

The land of fireworks has always been a bottomless cave of gold.

"The young master of the Ming Dynasty gave ten Liang silver and cast one vote for Miss Liu"

just then, a surprising voice sounded in the corner of the banquet. People were stunned. Subconsciously, the countess looked slightly nervous.

On the second floor, Su Feiyan was also stunned when he heard the voice. He immediately got up and went to the curtain. He looked like two figures in the corner of the banquet. His eyes narrowed unconsciously. It turned out that he had come.

Banquet corner, rather Chen feel from the second floor of the eyes, looked up, a faint smile.

In the end, the woman in red, who plays Zheng in the middle, won by an absolute advantage and won the title of Huakui.

"Liu Ruoxi, a good name. It's a pity" Ning Chen glanced at the woman on the stage, sighed, and said nothing more.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, when her face withers, the higher she is held up in the land of fireworks, the heavier she will fall.

The fate of Huakui in past dynasties will not be very good. It's an honor to marry a powerful concubine. If you're not lucky, you'll be swept out of the house when you're old.

This sigh is a pity for Ning Chen's fate of a beautiful woman. However, there is only this sigh.

Everyone has his own way. He doesn't want to change anyone. Today, she is playing zither on the stage, and he is enjoying it below. This is all their fate, that's all.

Just then, on the second floor, a steady and heavy voice sounded, "Suwen Ruoxi, the girl who has also learned Jinghong dance, how about a dance for everyone"

"this proposal is very good." another voice came from another box and agreed.

During the banquet, everyone immediately echoed and asked the new Huakui to perform a startling dance for everyone.

"If you cherish your ugliness"

on the high platform, Liu Ruoxi saluted everyone. His gorgeous face was slightly weak, which made people want to care.

The next moment, red clothes, long sleeves cover the face, light steps dancing, slow at first, then faster and faster.

The red dress dancing like the most beautiful butterfly, in this most beautiful time, trying to bloom their own brilliance.

Jinghong dance is the most difficult dance in the world. In the past, a song of Jinghong danced all over the world, but today it reappears. It's still amazing.

People are intoxicated and enjoy the gorgeous scenery. After tonight, I will never forget it again.

"Shua"

at this moment, a bright sword light flashed in front of people's eyes, stabbing at the dancing shadow on the stage. All of a sudden, everyone didn't react.

Ning Chen saw, but he didn't move.

On the second floor, Su Feiyan didn't move his hand. His calm eyes were ruthless and indifferent.Time seemed to stop. On the high platform, Liu Ruoxi's eyes shrank fiercely and his face faded, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch the sword light coming closer and closer.

This is the coldest world, in calculation and scheming, a weak woman's life seems so insignificant.

The final distance, Liu Ruoxi has closed his eyes in despair, perhaps, this result is good.

"Ding"

the sound of the piano finally sounded, and the assassin's sword was affected and deviated by three inches. A Sword Pierced Liu Ruoxi's shoulder, and the blood was scattered and in full bloom.

During the dinner, the public finally reacted. Several generals rushed to fight with the assassins.

In the corner, Ning Chen is still quietly drinking, as if all this has nothing to do with it.

"Don't you go up and help?" The moon asked softly.

"Need not" rather Chen shakes head to return a way.

"Oh" Mingyue nodded and asked no more.

After the curtain on the second floor, Su Feiyan looks at Ning Chen, who is always indifferent in the corner below. Her eyes are slightly narrowed. What a wise man. This self-control and coldness makes her look at her with new eyes.

There is no doubt about Liu Ruoxi's charm. No one can predict the sudden of this sword. However, in this case, the Marquis Wu of the great Xia Dynasty can remain indifferent. If he is not really cold-blooded and merciless, he should be too calm and terrible.

It turns out that there are men in the world who can resist the temptation of beauty.

It's a pity that fan Lingyue sent this secret.

If the hero doesn't save the beauty, the rest of the play will be difficult to play. Su Feiyan's fingertips once again plucked the string, and broke his heart. On the high stage, the assassin was stamped in his heart by a military general's son, and his blood gushed out and fell down.

The scene was chaotic for a while, but Ning Chen and Mingyue were still sitting quietly in the corner, watching the farce.

"Mr. young lady, please"

after a long time, a young girl dressed as a maid came and saluted respectfully.

"En"

Ning Chen got up without any surprise. He never thought that this was just an ordinary Huakui meeting. Su Feiyan would send someone to invite him, which is beyond doubt.

The maid walks in front, Ning Chen pulls Xiao Mingyue behind. Because of what happened just now, everyone's attention is attracted, and no one cares about the three people's leaving.

On the second floor, behind the curtain, there are two people sitting. One is Su Feiyan, the other is Liu Ruoxi.

From a close look, Liu Ruoxi looks a little weak after the injury, which makes him more charming.

After Ning Chen and Mingyue came, Su Feiyan said, "if you cherish it, you go down first"

"yes" Liu Ruoxi bowed and immediately withdrew.

Su Feiyan poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Ning Chen. Intentionally or unintentionally, he asked, "what do you think of Ruoxi?"

Ning Chen picked up the tea and said faintly, "Miss Su should know my family background. No matter how beautiful a woman is, it is useless for a person coming out of the palace."

"what if you have never been clean?" Su Fei said suddenly.

"Bang" teacup broken, sprinkled ningchen hand, a trace of blood in the broken porcelain overflow, dazzling pole.

"The girl talks and laughs" rather Chen takes over the towel that small bright moon delivers, lightly wipe a way.

"People in the Ming Dynasty don't talk in secret, and Feiyan never likes to joke about business." after that, Su Feiyan poured a cup of tea again, handed it to the former and said in a soft voice, "if you are old enough to leave the cabinet, you will be sent out sooner or later. If you don't like it, you will be bought by other powerful disciples and become a plaything at last"

Su Feiyan's words are very incomplete Cool, but it's also a fact. Women always age and fade. After all, the women who come out of the fireworks land have an ignominious identity and are doomed to die a good death.

However, today's Liu Ruoxi is in the prime of the times, and there are by no means a few people who want to take him into their arms. If they nod their heads at this time, they will undoubtedly inherit a lot of human feelings.

The tea is delicious, sweet and mild with bitterness. After a sip, Ning Chen puts down the cup and says calmly, "it's none of my business"

with that, Ning Chen gets up and says, "if Miss Su has nothing else to do, I'll leave now. It's late, and the moon still needs to rest"

Su Feiyan is slightly stunned. After a moment, she returns to her mind, smiles softly and doesn't want to stay LAN, see you off "

" yes "a woman in Chinese clothes steps in and answers.

"Don't be so troublesome" Ning Chen opens his mouth, refuses to send each other, and leads Mingyue to leave.

After they left, Qiulan asked, "Miss, why don't you leave him?"

"we don't know much about him. It may be counterproductive to pull him together rashly. Unexpectedly, he is so indifferent to Ruoxi's affairs, and doesn't hide at all." Su Fei's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, which is far more difficult to deal with.

"That if cherish how to do" autumn Lan thought, still can't help but ask a way.

"Send it to Zhiming Houfu. If the Houfu doesn't accept it, bring it back to Hongniang. Whether it's to receive guests or send it to powerful people, let Hongniang arrange it." Su Feiyan carefully tidies up the tea set on the table and doesn't care much."Bang when" next door box, a thing falling sound rings, make autumn LAN not happy to frown, this girl burden more and more big, even dare to eavesdrop on their speech.

In front of the tea table, the corner of Su Fei's cigarette holder is curved with a beautiful radian. Half of his face is covered by the falling green silk, which makes people unable to see clearly.