"House of Flying Daggers?"
"House of Flying Daggers?"
Aunt Gongsun stood there, with a strange color flashing in her beautiful eyes, and murmured to herself for a long time.
After a long time, he looked at Zhao Ding and bowed: "Thank you for your gift of music today. I am very grateful. If your prince is free tomorrow, you can come to Tianxiang Xiaolou. I am willing to dance a solo for you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.
He looked at Aunt Gongsun with an expression of surprise, and even more at Zhao Ding.
Aunt Gongsun is no ordinary prostitute, but one of the most accomplished people in the entire Northern Liang and even the five Central Plains countries in sword dance. She can be called a great master of the generation.
One of her solo dances is not something you can see just because you want to, and as Gongsun's reputation has become more and more popular in recent years, she has rarely danced a sword dance, let alone a solo dance. All the above are performed by disciples.
And he is obsessed with the attainment of sword dance.
Being able to come to the Baohe Hall to dance for everyone today is also because of Xiao Daocheng's face, and even more because of the words "the emperor's order cannot be violated"!
But now he is actually willing to dance a solo for Zhao Ding, and he actively invites her.
For a moment, everyone present felt a sense of envy in their hearts.
Even Xiao Daocheng couldn't help but look at Zhao Ding twice at this moment.
It’s not easy to invite Aunt Gongsun!
Even he must be courteous to avoid being criticized by others.
Zhao Ding did not dare to be vague, so he quickly stood up and bowed with his fists clasped, "Thank you for your love, ma'am."
He, Zhao Ding, still admired people like Gongsun Auntie. After all, she relied on her true talent and practical learning, while he, Zhao Ding, was just using tricks.
If he relied on the accumulation of his predecessors to be complacent, then Zhao Ding would be really stupid.
And after listening to Zhao Ding's words, Aunt Gongsun's beautiful face showed a hint of joy. After bowing to Zhao Ding, she bowed to Xiao Daocheng again, stood up and left.
"I've heard for a long time that Madam Gongsun is outstanding in her sword dance, but it's really extraordinary when I see her today."
Before Mrs. Gongsun bowed to Xiao Daocheng and stood up to leave, in the right front of the hall, behind the Dayu envoy, a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian shirt and a Confucian hat suddenly stood up and shook his head. Shaking, he looked at Aunt Gongsun with drunken eyes.
As the middle-aged Confucian scholar finished speaking.
In the entire hall, everyone's eyes suddenly couldn't help but look at him.
And seeing this scene.
The Dayu envoy who was sitting in front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar stood up pretendingly, stretched out his hand to support the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and said comfortingly: "Brother Huangfu, this is the north Liang but not Dayu, don’t lose your sense of proportion.”
"Huangfu?"
Hearing what the Dayu envoy called him, everyone present frowned slightly and couldn't help but take a second look at the drunken-eyed middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"Huangfu, okay?"
"Is he Huangfu Xing?"
"Why is he here too?"
A series of exclamations suddenly sounded in the hall.
Even Kong Qiuyue, who was sitting behind Xiao Yunu, couldn't help but raise her head and look at the middle-aged scholar who seemed wild and unruly, with drunken eyes.
Huangfu goes on his way, and the Great Yu is born! Known as a poetry maniac!
He was a bohemian throughout his life, and he resigned from office after three high school imperial examinations. He was a legend among the Confucian scholars of Dayu.
But no matter what, no one expected that this time the emperor of Dayu actually persuaded Huangfu to go to Beiliang.
But then he looked at Aunt Gongsun who was still standing in the field.
Everyone seemed to understand.
Since ancient times, talented people have loved beautiful women, and this is especially true for people like Huangfu Xing who think highly of themselves.
He naturally looked down on ordinary women, but he admired Aunt Gongsun who was thousands of miles away.
Although I have never met her, I have said that I will not marry anyone other than Gongsun's wife in this life.
Everyone regarded this as a joke. After all, although Dayu and Beiliang were allies, it was not easy to visit, and Huangfu Xing had never been to Beiliang.
But now I didn’t expect that he was really here!
"What has lost its sense of proportion? What has not lost its sense of proportion?"
Huangfu Xing pushed the Dayu envoy away with drunken eyes, staggered to the center of the hall, looked at Aunt Gongsun and said: "Everyone knows that I, Huangfu Xing, love Auntie Gongsun, and I have even said that I will not marry anyone who is not an Auntie, but Everyone thought it was drunken nonsense, but I, Huangfu Xing, didn’t think so.
I am here today just for my aunt. "
As he spoke, he staggered back a few steps, but finally stood upright unsteadily.
The Dayu envoy glanced at Huangfu Xing imperceptibly, but finally sat on his seat.
Seeing this scene, Aunt Gongsun was a little embarrassed. She bowed to Huangfu and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Huangfu, for your kindness, but I have already made an oath. In this life, I will be accompanied by swords and dancing. As for the married man, Thoughts, but never occurred to me.”
As soon as Aunt Gongsun said this.
Everyone's eyes suddenly became playful.
This is Lang's affection, but I have no intention.
And the envoy of Dayu seemed to have expected this matter, and he still sat quietly aside without speaking.
Huangfu Xing seemed to have expected this. He took a sip from the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "I, Huangfu Xing, never like to force others. Today, since I don't want to, I won't force you.
But today, when I watched my aunt's sword dance, I became very poetic. I wanted to write a poem for her, but I don't know if she would like it. "
Listening to Huangfu Xing's words, Aunt Gongsun's face turned red, but she couldn't bear to give her face. As a prostitute from an ordinary background, she could reach this stage. In addition to her super talent for sword dancing, she was also a well-rounded person. .
After thinking about it, Aunt Gongsun could only bow to me and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huangfu."
"Hahahaha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just a poem, this is what I should do."
Huangfu Xing waved his hands and laughed, showing his wild attitude.
Even Zhao Ding couldn't help but nodded slightly when he saw Huangfu acting like this. He was considered an upright person.
On the main seat, Xiao Daocheng seemed to have a love for talents. He smiled and said to the people around him: "Mr. Huangfu is upright and can't bear to embarrass a beautiful woman. Since you want to write a poem today, why don't you use pen and ink to serve him?"
As Xiao Daocheng's words fell, several waiters immediately ran to the back of the palace.
However, Huangfu Xing laughed loudly and said: "It's just a poem, no need for pen and ink!"
After saying that, he staggered towards the main hall, casually took a pot of wine on the table beside him, raised his head back, and drank wildly.
He sang loudly:
"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming!
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star! "
The opening chapter shocked the whole audience. In front of everyone's eyes, there seemed to be a knight riding a horse at full speed, with a bright green blade hanging from his waist. The cold light shone and the edge was boundless!
The next moment, Huangfu Xing's eyes turned cold, and his tone suddenly became cold. His whole body seemed to be exuding a murderous aura, and his originally lazy aura became fierce.
“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles!
Hello! "
After hearing this sentence, everyone suddenly felt awe-inspiring.
In an instant, it seemed as if there was a cold murderous intent coming towards me!
But this was just the beginning. Huangfu Xing continued to sing, his body swaying more and more, and the clear wine swayed out of the wine bottle, wetting the collar in front of him along with his beard. However, Huangfu Xing didn't care about all this at all. The whole person seemed to have been immersed in that weird artistic conception.
"I was leisurely passing Xinling to drink, taking off my sword and crossing my knees.
He will be eating Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.
Three cups of vomiting promise, the five mountains are lighter.
After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and energy are born.
He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first.
The two heroes of Qianqiu are famous in Daliang City.
Even if the bones of a dead hero are fragrant, I will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world..."
Isn't this Li Bai from another world?
Zhao Ding looked at Huangfu Xing with a strange expression.
However, Huangfu Xing didn't notice the look on Zhao Ding's face, and he didn't bother to pay attention. He picked up the wine bottle in his hand and poured it into his mouth, but there was nothing. The wine inside was gone at some point. .
"Hehehe..."
Huangfu Xing smiled drunkenly and threw away the wine bottle in his hand. Just when he was about to say the last sentence, a slender hand stretched out and handed a wine bottle full of wine to Huangfu Xing.
Zhao Ding smiled and said: "Sir, he loves wine, and he loves to recite poems even more. Now that the poem is not finished, but the wine is gone, wouldn't it be a pity. If you don't dislike this wine, just take it and drink it."
Looking at the smiling eyes of Zhao Ding in front of him, Huangfu Xing glanced at him in surprise, then laughed wildly and said: "Wine is wine, how can you say you dislike it? I would like to thank the prince for the gift today." Liquor act.”
Sharing a drink is actually a very rude behavior.
But Huangfu Xing actually liked Zhao Ding's refreshing performance.
Throwing away the empty wine bottle in his hand, he directly took the wine bottle from Zhao Ding's hand and poured it into his mouth without any care.
“Good wine!”
Huangfu Xing laughed loudly.
He threw the wine bottle in his hand directly and laughed loudly: "Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra!"
After saying that, he looked at Zhao Ding wildly and said: "My lord, please give me a name!"
Zhao Ding also laughed loudly and said: "Let's call it Xia Ke Xing!"
"Xia Ke Xing? Xia Ke Xing? Hahaha, a good Xia Ke Xing is called a Xia Ke Xing!"
Huangfutai laughed.
The eyes looking at Zhao Ding were full of admiration.
He was originally a bohemian person who despised etiquette, and now Zhao Ding's move was in line with his appetite.
Wow!
Applause like rain sounded in the hall.
Not only were they applauding Huangfu Xing, but they were also applauding Zhao Ding.
As the prince of a country, he can be so unrestrained and careless about etiquette. Sharing a drink with others is more authentic and brings Zhao Ding closer to everyone.
Invisibly, another side of Zhao Ding seemed to be revealed.
He is not the kind of person who is proud of his talents and thinks highly of himself, but he is equally bohemian, but neither humble nor arrogant!
"Okay, okay!"
On the throne, Xiao Daocheng said three words in a row with great joy.
The old face was full of smiles.
He seemed extremely happy.
But the face of Dayu's envoy became increasingly ugly, and he looked at Zhao Ding with gloomy eyes.
