Juxianju
The night was blurry, the lights were brightly lit, and everyone at the banquet drank and exchanged glasses, and the conversation was lively.
The officials of Henan Prefecture or Luoyang City also dispelled their fear of Jia Heng. Seeing him talking and laughing freely, they felt like a spring breeze. They secretly said that it was rumored that this young man's successful martial arts had ruthless skills and severe carvings. Now, at a glance, Not at all.
This is actually the multi-faceted nature of outstanding people, or that everyone is born with several faces. At this time, while everyone was talking, some officials came to propose a toast.
Jia Heng mostly took a sip, while everyone else drank the toast in one gulp.
Strictly implemented in most Chinese wine table culture, it is often a profound reflection of class status. Jia Heng still explained and said with a smile: "Don't drink too much today. There are still many things to do tomorrow."
Everyone responded with a smile.
To put it bluntly, this reception banquet was not about business, but a meeting.
At this moment, a scribe came in through the curtain, cupped his hands and said, "My lords, His Royal Highness the King of Chu has arrived downstairs." Jia Heng stood up first and said, "Follow me down to greet him."
At any time, the King of Chu represents the royal family outside the country. Although he is a feudal official, he must be treated with superficial respect, otherwise he will appear arrogant and domineering in the eyes of others.
Everyone got out of the restaurant and stood on the street, and the King of Chu also came in a carriage, surrounded by many royal guards and retinues.
After lowering the carriage curtain, with everyone watching, King Chu said with a smile on his face: "You have been waiting for a long time."
Then, he caught sight of Jia Heng with a warm smile on his face. He took a few steps closer and said kindly, "Zi Yu, long time no see."
Jia Heng looked calm, cupped his hands and said, "I have met the prince."
This King of Chu clearly wanted to create the illusion that he had a good relationship with him in front of the officials of the Henan Prefecture, but he couldn't be too cold to avoid hitting the smiling person, otherwise he would be suspected of being arrogant and rude.
The King of Chu smiled and said, "The princess came to visit your wife earlier, and she told your wife that Ziyu has been away from Henan for a long time and will not come back, so she doesn't know."
This is to move closer to the good of the whole family. The princess often visits Jia's house. Is this a close relationship? Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the two people and listened to the conversation.
Jia Heng looked calm and said, "I'm busy with official duties. I haven't been home for a long time. I owe a lot to my family. I also want to thank the princess for caring about me. My lord, please come in."
As he spoke, he stopped talking.
Compared to King Wei, who was young and had too many licking marks, this vassal king still had some tricks to moisturize things silently. Anyway, he just... rubbed the heat.
As soon as these words were said, one could clearly see the expressions of thinking on the faces of some officials, such as Marquis Yangwu and Bo Jianchang, their brows were furrowed and their eyes were covered with a layer of gloom.
Not all local officials are sensitive to the political trends in the court, because Luoyang is not a political center.
Taking everyone's gaze into his eyes, King Chu smiled and said, "The princess and your family have been family friends for many years, so it is appropriate to go and see your wife."
With that said, he motioned to Jia Heng to invite him first.
After humbly yielding twice, the King of Chu went upstairs, accompanied by everyone. The guests and guests sat down to talk and mingled with each other. Since it was a social banquet, no official matters were discussed at the moment.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
The King of Chu smiled and said: "Ziyu, the governor of Henan, heard that he is busy regulating the river now? I read Ziyu's memorial. The first thing to govern Henan is to focus on agriculture, and the first to focus on agriculture is water conservancy. It's really a saying. We will take care of the important matters of internal affairs, focus on farming, and build water conservancy projects. With Ziyu in charge of Henan, I think we will be able to achieve great success soon."
Some of the people who read the Di newspaper laughed and said, "No, Mr. Taiwan is not only good at leading the army, but also good at domestic affairs. He is really good at both literary, Taoist and military strategies."
Jia Heng said: "I have been given the honor of being the Holy One. I temporarily supervise the military and political affairs of Henan. I am just doing my job with my heart." Everyone complimented him one after another.
The King of Chu said with emotion: "If I hadn't been on a errand, I would have really wanted to do some practical things for the people in the Central Plains. The people of the Central Plains have been having a hard time in the past few years."
Jia Heng picked up the wine cup and his eyes flashed
flash.
This is talking about people and talking about ghosts.
Thinking about it, this is why this King of Chu is quite famous among scholars.
Compared with King Qi, who was generous and thoughtless, King Chu, as a king, was willing to lower his profile, which naturally made people feel at ease.
In fact, in a feudal society with strict classes, just the quality of a person's humble words and generous coins can make countless scholars feel that this person has the air of a king.
Even in later generations, factory security guards would give themselves a cigarette to the big boss who cheered and supported him, and they could brag about it for many years.
Because in a social network, everyone has the need for social respect, which is a concrete manifestation of Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory.
Purposeful social rules, lowering your posture, weakening yourself, and highlighting the social target can make the social target feel particularly comfortable.
If you think about what you want, are anxious about what you want, and have a good writing skills, then you are basically a qualified secret. If you can make suggestions, you may even have outstanding abilities, but you will never show off your skills or take advantage of yourself. Push merit to the top.
Basically, no one can live without him. He will be taken with him wherever he goes.
Everyone complimented each other, mostly telling anecdotes without mentioning official duties. Several officials who had become official, including the former governor of Shanxi Xiang Mengqing, livened up the atmosphere during the banquet.
It was not until the turn of Xuhai that the guests and hosts had a great time and everyone dispersed with the help of the servants.
Jia Heng also got on the carriage and headed towards Delifang. As for the Wei and Zheng vassals, it was handed over to the King of Chu by Luo Shangqianhu.
Delifang, Jia Mansion
It was already midnight, and the lights in the west wing of the backyard were still on. In front of the window, Princess Xianning was reading a book boredly. A tall and beautiful girl, wearing a lotus-colored dress, with a crystal clear face and willow leaves. Under the thin eyebrows, the bright eyes are curved, and the cherry lips under the nose are slightly pursed, showing a beautiful appearance.
I only heard the greeting sounds of servants and maids coming from outside.
Princess Xianning was overjoyed. She quickly put down the book in her hand, left the Taishi's chair, and walked up to meet her. She saw a young man wearing a straight green shirt and a handsome face coming slowly under the eaves of the corridor.
Princess Xianning came forward and called softly: "Sir."
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at the girl in the green dress, smiled, and asked: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Princess Xianning frowned and said angrily: "Sir, did you forget? Before he left, Say...Say yes." She will dance for her husband later, how could she forget?
Jia Heng's face paused, and as he walked into the house, he said softly: "I drank a few glasses of wine tonight, and I'm a little tired. I'll take a shower later, and then go to bed. You should also rest early." stop."
I have watched a lot of dancing, and in the end I was so busy that I could only think of ways to do it in Xuezi and other places. There was no warmth at all in a semi-enclosed environment.
Besides, the threshold will eventually be raised. Princess Xianning: "...."
Are you tired of this?
Bright eyes dimmed for a moment, and she pursed her lips, feeling a little aggrieved.
That's right, that person is coming, and he has no intention of playing around with her anymore. Maybe he still needs to... recharge his batteries? Um?
Jia Heng was about to find a chair to sit down when he noticed the girl's dejected mood in the silence. He looked at Princess Xianning illuminated by the bright lights and said warmly: "I'm just a little tired. Don't think too much. Let's sleep together later." That’s fine.”
In the past few days, I got tired of playing with Xianning twice. Xianning's legs were as soft as mud and he was too lazy to move. He fell asleep directly in his room. The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep. Except for the last step, they were no different from a real couple. .
"Hmm." Princess Xianning's face was graceful and she said "Hmm" softly. She turned around, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Jia Heng, and said, "Sir, let's drink tea first, so that we can sober up."
Jia Heng took the tea cup, took a sip, and then ordered someone to prepare hot water for a bath later. "What did King Chu say?" Princess Xianning sat next to Jia Heng and asked with concern.
Could it be that your husband's mood is so low because he met the King of Chu?
Jia Heng put down the tea cup, pondered for a moment, and said, "I didn't say anything. He met Henan Mansion
The official is not talking about any official business today. "
"Brother King Chu is so exquisite, sir." Princess Xianning said softly.
She could clearly feel that the person in front of her not only treated Brother Chu Wang with sincerity, but also treated Brother Wei Wang with aloofness.
But it was hard for her to ask about these things, it was nothing more than a husband singing and a wife accompanying her.
Thinking of this, he walked around behind Jia Heng, stretched out his delicate hands, and squeezed Jia Heng's shoulders. Jia Heng was surprised and said, "How could this happen?"
"I rubbed my mother's shoulders in the palace." Princess Xianning said softly, "Sir, you forgot, I know some medical skills."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "How could I forget that His Highness applied medicinal wine on me that time." Xian Ning said softly, "Sir, you were in danger that time."
That time was also to save my father.
Princess Xianning squeezed it for a while, and suddenly felt that her delicate hand was being supported. "Okay, I'm really tired." Jia Heng said warmly.
At this moment, the maid's voice came from outside and the hot water was ready.
Jia Heng said: "Okay, I'm going to take a bath first, you read a book for a while, and I'll watch you dance later. I'm not too tired now."
"Sir, please go." Princess Xianning said happily and watched Jia Heng leave.
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Did Mr. change out of his sewn clothes after taking a bath? Well, why is she still thinking about this?
He quickly suppressed the weirdness in his heart, returned to the dressing table, and began to dress up. After Jia Heng took a bath, he returned to the side room.
At this moment, Princess Xianning was already waiting in the inner compartment. She put on a plain dress of light silk gauze, tied around the waist with a red belt, and her hair was tied up in a high bun, revealing a smooth and jade-like forehead, which was more youthful than the green one. The girl is a little more gorgeous.
The snow-shouldered veil shows off her neck to her low chest, and she looks like a goddess under the soft light, especially the cinnabar dotted between her eyebrows, which makes her even more radiant.
Jia Heng's eyes paused for a moment, a strange color appeared on his face, and he secretly thought, Xian Ning knows how to dress up, she is pure and lusty. There is a feeling of not being sleepy in an instant. This is...a new version of the ship that I have never played before.
Catching the surprise in her husband's eyebrows, her heart was filled with joy. Princess Xianning's slender eyebrows and bright autumn eyes whispered softly: "Sir, if you are tired, you can lean on the bed."
My husband really likes this kind of dance. The clothes he wore during the previous dance may have been a bit plain and not glamorous enough.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "I'm not too sleepy."
Princess Xianning's dance today is even more graceful, slender and sultry.
The graceful girl, with a slender waist that is less than a handhold, is dancing lightly. Sometimes her hands are holding up flowing sleeves, her bright eyes are like autumn water, sometimes she bends her knees, her two snow-white lotus-root arms are raised and lowered, and sometimes she stands up, Yingying turns around, and the group of trains and necklaces move with the wind.
And the looming white gauze clothes, snow-white collarbones, soft and fragrant shoulders... can't stand it.
Suddenly, Xianning's two white jade arms were raised, the gauze slowly hung down, and her fair and jade-like neck was raised, like a proud swan with white feathers, with just a little red cinnabar between her eyebrows, like a red plum tree on the vast white earth. , charming and almost coquettish, coupled with those autumn-filled, affectionate bright eyes...
Jia Heng's heart palpitated and he quickly lowered his gaze.
As for the emerald earrings on the earlobes on both sides, they shone with the lights on the candlesticks, showing off circles of sparkling light.
Compared with the enthusiasm and passion of folk dance or Western dance, more movements are concentrated on the legs, which has too many different meanings, and there are less movements on the hands.
Classical dance, which was first used for sacrifices, focuses on the flexibility and stretch of the hands, arms, and waist, focusing on the graceful shape of the arms and waist.
To put it bluntly, the dances performed during sacrifices are not solemn because of too many movements on the legs. Of course, there are also many differences in nationality and aesthetic taste.
Because of the influence of Hu Feng in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, dances in the Tang Dynasty were not only gorgeous and grand, but also a little more enthusiastic in style.
The attire mostly shows shoulders and low chest, but there are not many movements on the legs. However, it is precisely the looming and graceful appearance that makes many emperors look like idiots.
In short, the former is like vodka, spicy in the mouth, while the latter is like Moutai with long staying power, slightly brewed, sweet and mellow.
However, Jia Heng felt that the picture in front of him was more vivid, and it was roughly similar to the dance led by Chang'e after the chaos in the Heavenly Palace. Her skin was as good as snow and her lotus-rooted arms were stretched out.
The white is dazzling and the red is gorgeous.
Anyway, as the Lord of the Three Realms, the Jade Emperor was smiling from ear to ear. Tathagata even held up his flowers and smiled. Jia Heng was thinking about some experiences in his previous life, and couldn't help but think of an ancient song from his previous life, "Ode to the Tongque Terrace".
I remember, just listening to the ethereal music, I can think of Erqiao Jiangnan, dancing gracefully and gracefully on the bronze bird stage with bright lights and music.
The bird terrace is deep, the nine-layer gauze curtain is blown by the night wind, the distant cold stars are crossing, the light moon and flowing clouds are dancing in front of you. It is best to eat it with music.
Jia Heng stood up and stared at the girl who was still dancing. His heart finally became uncontrollable. He gently hugged the girl's waist and whispered, "Xianning."
Xianning is indeed good at singing and dancing, and his dancing postures are beautiful and moving. I wonder how Concubine Duanrong was taught?
"Sir, I haven't finished dancing yet." Xian Ning's beautiful face was dizzy, just like flowers and trees piled with snow. Feeling the boy's love, her heart was filled with shame and joy, and she said with a trembling voice.
As expected, my husband loved her dancing this way the most. "Zhi'er, I feel nothing after dancing."
Xianning: "???"
After all, it was Jia Heng who told him about it in person. Qing Ji's bright eyes were confused for a moment, but he soon realized it, and anger and shame emerged in his cold eyebrows.
Yeah, she knew why her husband didn't wait for her to finish dancing every time.
The girl seemed to have discovered some great secret, her heart was throbbing, and her heart was filled with ripples. However, before Princess Xianning could think about it, she fell into the same cloud as usual.
Anyway, Jia Heng didn't enjoy a complete dance at all.
Appreciating the dance, hugging each other, praising Xianning's dance just now and talking about it with joy.
However, at this moment, Jia Heng was about to go up Liangshan Mountain on a snowy night with a leopard head... up Liangshan Snow Mountain at night as usual.
But he saw the girl leaning closer, her face flushed, and her brows already filled with shyness. She said in a trembling voice, "Sir, I'm tired today, so I'll take care of you."
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment and swallowed back the "no need" words that came to his lips.
I don't know how long it took, Jia Heng looked strange, his brows wrinkled and relaxed, staring at the lantern on the candlestick, his eyes trance. After a while, he fell into strange thoughts.
Women in this world have many different talents in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It is not an exaggeration to say that each has its own merits.
Xianning's dance skills are outstanding, the flowing clouds and sleeves are swept lightly, and the dance is graceful and light. At this point, Yuanchun, who cannot dance, is very good at playing the qin and imitates the qin and stringed instruments.
Princess Xianning's jade face is dyed crimson, and her hair hangs down, covering her beautiful face like dark clouds covering the moon and trees shadowing flower stamens.
I vaguely returned to that afternoon when the setting sun was setting. The sunset in the attic filled the sky, just like the beginning of chaos. After a long time, Princess Xianning's eyes were as hazy as autumn water and mist. She turned her pretty face away and frowned slightly. Jia Heng hugged the girl, handed over a handkerchief, and said warmly: "If you don't like it, there's no need to force it." "It's not that I don't like it, it's just... I'm just not used to it." Princess Xianning showed that the back of her neck moved. Next, the trembling voice was already a little waxy, with a bit of coquettishness.
Jia Heng said "hmm" and said, "I saw you earlier... okay."
Xianning is not as good as Jinyang. After Xianning returns, if Concubine Duanrong and the nuns in the palace find out, then he will be very passive and appear to be ignorant of etiquette.
This is also the reason why Dayu, the great emperor, tried to control the floods but failed to enter the house three times.
Otherwise, the success would have been accomplished long ago and there would be no need to look for other options.
Jia Heng stood up, sighed softly, picked up the teapot and handed it to Xian Ning. The girl reached out to take it and took a sip of tea.
Jia Heng put his arms around Xian Ning and whispered: "I feel wronged, Your Highness." Let a Yunying unmarried emperor's daughter serve like this.
Princess Xianning put her cheek against Jia Heng's chest
, listening to the young man's strong heartbeat, he said foolishly: "Sir, I am not aggrieved."
She could feel her husband's restraint and hard work every time.
Jia Heng looked at the flowing-sleeved dress that had become strips of cloth, and said warmly: "Xianning, I will treat you well in the future."
When Princess Xianning heard this, her delicate body paused slightly, her eyelashes curled slightly, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she murmured in her voice: "Sir, I know."
She won't embarrass her husband either.
The girl's bright eyes suddenly moved slightly, and then a strange thought came into her mind. As if by mistake, she whispered: "Sir, how did I compare to her just now...?"
The voice behind was so weak that it was hard to hear clearly, but the general idea was self-evident at this moment.
Jia Heng's face paused slightly, his eyes condensed, he hugged Xian Ning and said warmly: "Zhi'er, don't blindly compare yourself. Comparing yourself with others will narrow your mind."
Princess Xianning: "...."
"Zhi'er, I'm a little sleepy. I have something to do tomorrow. Why don't we sleep." Jia Heng said, hugging Princess Xianning and whispering.
Can this be said nonsense?
If you say it is worse, it will dampen your enthusiasm. If you say it is better, it will go against your will. In fact, Xianning is currently at the level of Qingwen in the early days.
However, from the current point of view, there are quite some chaotic factors under the cold appearance, and there are unconscious contrasts.
In other words, princesses who follow the rules have this kind of nature that yearns for freedom.
Looking at the young man with his eyes closed, Princess Xianning's beautiful face was as hot as fire. She snorted in her nose and felt that she was really ashamed just now. How could she ask such a "shameful" question?
But for some reason, when she thought of him leaving her behind tomorrow and anxious to see that person, she felt a surge of irritation and loss in her heart, making it difficult for her to control herself.
For some reason, she didn't seem to have such thoughts about the Qin family. Instead, she was able to look at it calmly and still felt a bit of pleasure in robbing the (cow head).
It was that person who made her panic...
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