The sun was shining brightly, and seven dancers were practicing dance in the courtyard, waving their long sleeves and gracefully.
The old flower trees are in full bloom, and petals are falling all over the ground. The long-haired dancer's figure is graceful and agile, and the petals are flying. Her long sleeves are waving, and her rotating skirt is like blooming flowers. Her bright red dress seems to reflect the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. In the prosperous age, green onion-like jade fingers attract attention.
When the arm swings to the left, the body has the tendency to pull to the right, showing the roundness and charm of the movement.
The direction of the movements and momentum is clearly from the left to the right, and the ever-changing changes of the graceful body are confusing and eye-catching.
The graceful dance seems to cover up the fragrance of flowers and trees...
The final finishing move was even more gentle. Six people knelt down facing the beautiful lead dancer in the center, dancing their long-sleeved arms to both sides, bending their upper bodies backwards to show their soft waists, and seven people performing the beauty of red flowers in the shape of petals.
The stewardess nodded.
"Yes, take a rest and practice more to become proficient. Yujun, you have made great progress."
Facing the praise, he didn't know whether to be happy or depressed. The good monk had to come to dance and act as an actor. Fortunately, he was not allowed to sing, otherwise he would not be able to get off the stage.
A group of dancers sat together in twos and threes, chattering, and in the center was the leading dancer who danced best.
All the daughters who come to Liyuan to be opera singers are the daughters of poor families. The status of performers is low, and families with a little bit of respect will not let their daughters learn singing and dancing. In this era, what girls should do is hide in the boudoir every day. Embroidery is not allowed to appear in public, let alone perform on stage.
Bai Yujun couldn't help but go to sit under the flower tree, looking up at the flower tree and lamenting when it would end.
The red dress used for dancing is very beautiful. The dark red fabric is embroidered with many golden flowers. The sleeves are very large and wide, and the skirt is very long. You have to be careful when walking to prevent tripping.
Trying to roll up his sleeves to expose his forearms to dissipate heat, he reached out to grab the tea cup and drank water to quench his thirst.
As a snake, he is quite independent. He not only lives in a human sect to cultivate immortals, but also goes to a top troupe to learn dancing. If the snake tribe knew that there was a weirdo in the tribe, they would be very proud.
The petals fluttered down at the corner of her mouth, and she swallowed the petals into her stomach with a flick of her tongue.
The stewardess clapped her hands.
"Continue practicing after you have rested. Be more serious. We are going to perform for Mr. Yang at the welcome banquet tonight."
He sighed and got up to continue practicing his dance.
Fortunately, Bai Yujun was just a backup dancer for the girl who was leading the dance. What needed to be done was very simple. The girl who was the lead dancer was a natural dancer to attract attention. Like a gorgeous flower, Bai Yujun and other backup dancers were more like green leaves.
In the afternoon, I finally had time to rest.
Taking advantage of the break, Bai Yujun took off her bright red skirt and put on casual clothes and secretly climbed over the wall and left the house.
Carrying the money, I used my sense of smell to find a restaurant and ordered a table full of meat. Then I went to the drugstore to buy a few packages of slightly older tonics. I just stuffed the herbs into my mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them without boiling them.
Qingyan City has become different since old man Yang Chen came out of the mountain.
Countless forces have designated Qingyan City as a focus of attention, and there are more and more pedestrians on the street. No one knows whether the passersby are spies from various parties or rebel scouts.
After wandering around for a long time, I was extremely reluctant to climb over the wall and go back to the side courtyard.
When staying in Yang Mansion, no one contacted Bai Yujun except for the elder who took a look from a distance once. He was extremely cautious. Those senior disciples were responsible for guarding everyone in an upright manner. What a secret sentry like Bai Yujun had to do was to observe the subtleties. Are there any hidden dangers?
The mansion is protected by elders and a group of golden elixir monks. As long as those evil spirits are not stupid enough, they will not attack openly.
Assassination is the most difficult to prevent.
In the afternoon, many carriages came in front of the Yang Mansion. With the help of waiters, dignitaries and officials stepped out of the carriages and walked into the gate. No one else followed them except their confidants.
Today, Yang Chen is going to hold a banquet to invite the wealthy families in the southeast region, as well as officials and generals, to discuss important matters.
The dinner party was big and troublesome. The servants and maids in the mansion started sweeping and cleaning up in the morning. After lunch, the cooks started preparing ingredients and were busy preparing for the banquet in the evening. There were dedicated disciples of Lingxu guarding the kitchen to check the ingredients. Not to mention, it was really... I found a few poisonous foods from the pile of ingredients, and without making any announcement, I threw them directly into the charcoal fire and burned them.
There is no need to find out who did it, you can just think about it with your butt.
The house was crowded with guests and the Yang Mansion was very lively.
evening.
Perhaps the elder was worried that even if the food was not poisonous, it might be secretly poisoned during the delivery process. Remembering that Yu Rong had praised Bai Yujun several times as a snake demon with a keen sense of smell, he arranged for the dancing girl to serve the food.
Bai Yujun waited for the dancers to put on their long skirts and wait outside the hall. After a while, the maids would bring the food, and then the dancers would take it and send it into the hall.
The hall was very lively, with laughter and impassioned speeches from some big shots erupting from time to time. Mr. Yang's voice was not loud but could be heard clearly in everyone's ears. He may have decided to deploy all the armies to counter the rebellion, and today he even invited everyone to a banquet. Relationships, there is no way, nothing can be done without the powerful families, officials and generals these days, especially these people are from noble families and like to have banquets and cocktail parties.
The butler came to the dancers again.
"There are all important people in the house today. Don't rush into the distinguished guests. If anyone makes a mistake, I will break their legs and throw them out! Do you hear me clearly?"
"yes……"
"snort!"
The butler flicked his sleeves and went to do other things. The group of dancers were scolded and felt depressed.
There is no way. Although the dancer is glamorous, her actual status is low and she is discriminated against. If she is beaten to death, she will only be compensated with a few taels of silver. There is no way to even think about filing a lawsuit with the government. She might be beaten with a stick. In feudal ancient times, identity Very important.
"Cheer up, remember the butler's words, and prepare to serve."
The aunt in charge gave a few words of supervision and asked the dancer to start working.
The maids lined up to bring the prepared dishes to the dancers. The steward aunt arranged for Bai Yujun to stand in the right position to serve Mr. Yang.
Holding the dishes and resisting the urge to swallow, Bai Yujun sniffed the dishes carefully and found that they were not poisonous.
"Serve~"
Following the butler's melodious greeting, Bai Yujun followed the dancers and walked into the hall carrying the dishes with small steps...
The hall is paved with smooth wooden floors, so no shoes are required. Bai Yujun and others are wearing white cloth boots and socks like those in the hall. They line up in order and place the dishes on the low table in front of the adults.
Instead of everyone sitting around a round table to eat, they were divided into two sides and sat in front of a low table like a discussion. Yang Chen sat in the middle, sitting cross-legged in the aristocratic habit popular in the Tang Dynasty.
The waitress is not allowed to raise her head while the food is being served. She must lower her eyebrows and not look around.
Since he had to fulfill his duties as a secret sentry, Bai Yujun walked to Yang Chen with the dishes and gently put down the plates. Then he took three steps back and then turned around and left in line. He would continue to serve eight dishes in this way.
There is an old man sitting behind Yang Chen, who is the elder of Chunyang Palace.
In addition, there are many Jindan disciples wandering around the screen, roof and window...
