Music and dance are divided into six major dances and six small dances.
According to the music rules compiled in "The Rites of Zhou", eight yi are used for the emperor, six yi for the princes, four yi for the officials, and two yi for the scholars.
There are six people in each of the six dance lines, making a total of thirty-six people dancing together.
Although the Yue State did not respect etiquette, it paid special attention to respecting its ancestors, so it copied the rules of music and dance to form the Yue State.
The small country counted eighteen, and then all the small countries danced.
But Feng Yunhe had only been in school for a few months, so he had no skills in music and dance.
Regarding this, Feng Yun couldn't just say that he couldn't dance...
"If the Situ of the Great Court does not want to dance, he should be replaced by a musician." Dabu said in silence for a long time.
Yuejun on the stage frowned slightly, he didn't want to let the good-looking Feng Yun get away.
When Dabu saw this, impatience flashed in his eyes.
"Why, Your Majesty?" Sima on the side happened to ask.
The Sima who answered the divination was more like telling Yuejun: "Although the Situ of Dating is a high-ranking Situ, he is still in his prime years. How can he dance? If the sages of Houji are not happy and bring disasters, wouldn't it be wrong?" It's my fault."
Yuejun's expression remained unchanged, but thinking of his arrangement with Dabu, he immediately snorted and waved his hand, and a musician took Feng Yun's place.
But Feng Yun, who was in the middle of the confrontation between the two, was shocked.
He consciously stepped back and gave up the place to the young masters. What he cared about was no longer in the palace.
Houji!
He assisted Yu the Great and taught the people how to farm and cultivate grains... He was the ancestor of farming and the god of grains.
And "Po Dance" is exactly the dance of Hou Ji.
Feng Yun remembers the fate of the Yue Kingdom, and is afraid that a disaster will break out soon. Food is the most important thing for the people. If these young men from a small country do the "Pu Dance" in the name of being on an envoy today, and a natural disaster breaks out soon, then the disaster will be inevitable. The reputation will be blamed on the young master.
As a result, the small country behind the young master was also affected.
The people of the Yue Kingdom must be angry. At this time, the Yue King waved his big hand and conquered the small country in the name of disrespecting Houji and harming the Yue Kingdom!
If the teacher is famous, the people of Vietnam will surely be united!
And the Great Zhou Kingdom could not restrain the Yue Kingdom in the name of Zhou Rites.
What a good Yuejun, with such a scheme, it seems that he does not respect Zhou's etiquette, but he is actually so familiar with the shortcomings of Zhou's etiquette.
No, it should be the work of the Qi Refiner.
Feng Yun was deeply worried. This qi-refiner not only practiced qi-refining, but also had ideas for the wars between the nations.
"when!"
"Boom!"
"Ding!"
Bells, drums, chimes, three musical ensembles!
This is the exclusive privilege of the emperor and princes, while scholar-bureaucrats can only use a single drum...
Just when the princes of the kingdoms were dancing in confusion——
"It's so funny, these people with big heads are being teased by Mr. Jun, hehe."
A 16-year-old child was hiding beside the pillars in the hall, looking at a group of clumsy young men dancing with bamboo poles in the center of the hall, and curled his lips and said, "There's nothing interesting to see."
"Well, why doesn't that person dance? If he dances, even if he is clumsy, he should look good." The child saw Feng Yun standing indifferently and looked at it carefully.
"Master Gou Jian, why are you hiding here and watching? Come on, come forward and take a look." Sima grabbed the little boy and brought him forward.
Here, Feng Yun is thinking about how to break the situation.
If the disaster caused by the depression of the Yue country's luck were blamed on many small countries, how would they survive?
How to solve it?
"arctic fox…"
"Dayu..."
"Luck casts the cauldron..."
Feng Yun closed his eyes and felt as if his soul was out of sight. In fact, his mind was filled with literary energy, constantly recalling Dayu's deeds.
Dayu's words of merit circulated in his mind.
It was also at this time that the relief white foxes on the wall of the hall glowed slightly, reflecting the dancing lights beneath them.
The Yue scholar-bureaucrats in the main hall were all watching the clumsy dance of the princes, but they didn't notice it.
Even Yue Jun smiled without moving his eyes.
I am used to seeing regular music and dance, but it was interesting to watch it for a while.
Only Dabu looked up at the white foxes, slightly focused, as if searching.
Finally, he set his sights on Feng Yun in the corner.
Feng Yun also opened his eyes at this time and looked back at Da Bu again.
There was no competition with other people's power, and Dabu had no intention of using his innate power to frighten this young man.
Instead, a faint smile appeared on Dabu's indifferent face, he nodded slightly, seemed satisfied, and continued to close his eyes.
Feng Yun thought - Yuejun didn't seem to trust Dabu completely, and Dabu didn't either... Also, how could Fangwai Qi Refiner come out of the mountain to assist the monarch wholeheartedly.
There is a gap between the two, which can be regarded as giving Feng Yun a place to stay.
In this case, there is no need to take it into consideration.
The people of Yue are strong and have become a great country, and the reason for starting the war is the presence of this qigong master.
At this time, Dabu noticed his little move, but he acquiesced, probably because he wanted to hit Yuejun and make him rely on Dabu.
What a scheming city government.
…
After a while, the "Po Dance" that became more and more chaotic ended.
The scholar-bureaucrats watching the show immediately changed their expressions, and even Yue Jun, who was originally joking and smiling, gave him a cold look.
"Is this the etiquette for the princes of all countries?"
Yue Jun sneered sarcastically.
"Here, who are you?" Yuejun pointed at Gongzi Lie. Among these young masters, Gongzi Lie danced the best, which surprised Yuejun.
"Master Lie of Dating, I wish you peace, Lord Yue."
Young Master Lie was methodical and meticulous in his salutes, which made everyone in the Yue Kingdom unhappy when they saw him.
Yue Jun is also like this, but he is not an untrustworthy person.
"I will allow you, Prince Lie, to live in the city as a minister and serve as a musician in the ceremonial palace, specializing in playing... small music and dances."
Under the doctor, musician, small music and dance.
"Pfft, haha..." someone laughed.
Although the musician is an elegant person, why should a doctor be the musician?
Unless it is to worship the main person, who would let the senior officials perform music and dance.
Lexiaowu, this big dance is the music and dance of sacrifices. Xiaowu rarely participates in sacrifices, and most of them are music and dances for the palace or the scholar-bureaucrats to enjoy themselves.
This high position and low position is clearly an insult.
You must know that scholar-bureaucrats have the right to call musicians into the court to have fun.
Young Master Lie lowered his head and there was anger in his eyes, but he still thanked him and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Yue."
Yue Jun snorted softly, but he felt that the young master was very aware of current affairs.
Then he said: "Swear with blood, drop it into the cauldron, you will be my Yue people, and I will give you the name Yueting."
As a chamberlain came forward holding a wooden plate, the dagger on the plate flickered and reflected light under the oil lamp.
The light fell on Gong Zilie's brows, and he saw the indelible hatred in his eyes.
Young Master Lie closed his eyes and took the dagger, not daring to look at Feng Yun standing in the distance. When he opened his eyes again, there was only disguised compromise in his eyes.
"Tick tock..." The dagger cut open the palm of the hand, and blood dripped down the wrist into the cauldron...
Everyone heard a clear cry, and Gongzilie was shocked all over. He only felt that his heart was dull, as if he was being pressed by something huge.
Immediately, blood flowed from his mouth, and the luck that belonged to the Great Court disappeared around him, and he merged into the Yue Kingdom.
Da Bu watched and nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Yue Jun laughed and said: "Okay, decisive. I hope you can serve my Yue country well."
As Gongzi Lie surrendered, one by one the princes came forward and joined the Yue Kingdom.
But except for the young master Lie, none of them hold the position of official. It can be seen that the music and dance of these young masters are so unsightly that they can only be laughed at.
But none of them were common people, otherwise, this would have killed them.
One after another, when it was over, the divination did not move, and Yuejun looked at Feng Yun.
Feng Yun looked at him, and he had already guessed what Yuejun was going to say.
"Situ Dating, are you willing to join our country of Yue and serve as an official?"
"Our country is still short of a doctor - best wishes..."
