Mu Yuyan looked at Gu Lan with surprise and surprise. The poems written by the literary officials suddenly dimmed under his poem!
Gu Lan's face was calm. Even if he recited these poems casually, they were masterpieces by sages from previous generations, and they were not comparable to these half-hearted poems.
The civil servants were dumbfounded and looked at each other, and the poetry meeting could not continue.
If someone else did this, it would be a bit like stealing everyone's attention and disrupting the banquet, which would make the Empress unhappy... But Gu Lan, of course, is not someone else. He is a man who can make the Empress grin from ear to ear.
at this time.
However, a military general stood up and said, "Writing poetry alone is elegant, but it is not fun enough. Why don't you let me dance with the sword to add to the fun?"
Many military generals agreed. Since ancient times, civil servants have looked down on military generals, but military generals have also looked down on civilian officials. Now that they see a group of civil servants being suppressed by Gu Lan alone, of course their military general camp wants to stand up and compete with Gu Lan.
It is not only young talents among civil servants who want to compete for the Empress' favor, there are also many such young people among military generals.
"General Zhao's words are very true. Please give us a chance to show your Majesty how handsome I, General Dajing, am now."
Mu Yuyan had a calm smile on her face, but her pretty face did not turn away. She glanced meaningfully at her husband beside her: "That's right!"
Today is a festive day like the Spring Festival, so of course she will not spoil the mood of the officials, and she also knows their thoughts, so there is no harm in agreeing...
Immediately, a young military general stood up. He was a noble man. He was not wearing armor and clothing like ordinary generals, but was wearing luxurious clothes.
"You're showing off your humiliation!" He smiled proudly at Mu Yuyan, hoping to gain His Majesty's favor like Gu Lan, and then seek to be crowned king.
Although he is now a noble man, he only relies on the shadow of his ancestors and has no military exploits.
Unfortunately, after Mu Yuyan agreed to the generals' request for sword dancing, she began to pick a grape and fed it to Gu Lan's mouth as a reward for his previous poems.
Only Gu Lan can receive such a fragrant and beautiful reward... In other words, this is the first time that the entire court has seen the empress treat her ministers like this!
The young gentleman's eyes dimmed and he had no choice but to start dancing with his sword.
The other young masters were itching to see it, so they also came off the stage together. It was a wonderful moment, with swords and swords flashing.
Sword dancing is different from composing poetry. Even if there are a few people doing it together, it doesn't matter. On the contrary, it looks better.
But even so.
Mu Yuyan's eyes did not stay on them for a moment, but served Gu Lan wholeheartedly. At this moment, she had forgotten the identity of the empress, and only remembered the identity of Mrs. Gu Lan.
The young men coughed to hide their embarrassment, and a blush appeared on their pink and oily faces. They felt like monkeys trying to please His Majesty, but they didn't catch His Majesty's attention at all.
Suddenly, they looked at Gu Lan with jealous eyes, and one of them smiled maliciously: "Since King Jingyang is also a prince, he must have martial arts skills, right? Why don't you join us and dance with the sword for fun?"
Gu Lan smiled slightly: "You should continue dancing. I am not very interested in these weapons for fighting and killing."
Mu Yuyan rolled her eyes at him. Others didn't know, so she couldn't help but know Gu Lan's details?
I'm afraid that all the people present together can't beat Gu Lan with one finger. Just like that, you still said that you are not interested in fighting and killing. Those who don't know better think that you won the title of worshiper of Tianji Pavilion by writing poems. It’s coming!
But she didn't want Gu Lan to stop dancing with the sword.
There is no difference between dancing the sword to these officials and playing the piano to an ox, and Mu Yuyan can also hear that on the surface, these young men are kindly inviting Gu Lan to dance the sword, but in fact they have bad intentions. Isn’t this a surrender of status?
Therefore, before they could continue the invitation, Mu Yuyan looked at the many young masters with a rather cold look, and they all remained silent upon seeing this.
The aura of the empress was so strong that most people couldn't bear her gaze.
The atmosphere became quite cold for a while, and several generals were even more worried. The young masters off the field were their juniors, but now they seemed to have aroused the dissatisfaction of the empress. How could they not be worried?
They also did not expect that Gu Lan would not give any face on such a day and directly refused, and Mu Yuyan also stood firmly behind Gu Lan.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Quanzi doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, but he actually wants to invite King Jingyang to perform a sword dance. They don't even think about the status of King Jingyang. How can they dance swords with Quanzi?"
These words were a bit of a pushover, making Mu Yuyan feel a little angry but couldn't vent them out, otherwise she would appear to be too weak as an empress.
As expected of an old fox in the court, he dares to embarrass even my wife... Gu Lan's eyes narrowed, and with a playful smile on his lips, he glanced at Zhong Ren who was sitting beside him, who immediately understood. stood up.
The rest of the people in the field were a little confused when they saw a young man wearing Taoist robes standing up. None of them knew who this person was, but since he was sitting in the hall, he must be a relative or descendant of some family.
Zhong Ren also had a calm smile on his face: "My lord is right. Brother Gu is a prince of the first generation, so he is naturally not suitable for sword dancing. But since you have kindly invited us, we don't want to spoil everyone's interest. How about that? In this way, my younger brother Zhongren will perform the sword dance on behalf of Brother Gu."
After saying that, without caring about the reactions of the others, Zhong Ren raised his long sword in his hand and immediately began to dance his sword. His sword skills were getting faster and faster, and only the afterimages could be seen faintly. Only a few people with superb cultivation levels could be seen. , to be able to keep up.
The faces of the officials changed slightly at this moment!
I don’t know where this little Taoist priest came from, but he is so powerful... The level of this kind of swordsmanship is compared to the previous young masters. They really responded to the sentence: "You have shown your shame!"
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the little brother.
Zhong Ren's sword is equipped with extremely strong spiritual energy, and the sword light emitted during the dance is intimidating. Just by looking at it, it seems that you can feel the biting coldness.
There is no doubt that being stabbed by such a sword will result in death or serious injury.
Not only his swordsmanship, but also his vaguely revealed cultivation and skills were astonishing.
There are many knowledgeable people in a dynasty, and many people frowned, as if they had seen Zhongren's origins.
But because of this, they were even more surprised and uncertain, because the results of the speculation were too shocking!
After all, some people couldn't sit still. When Zhong Ren finished his sword dance, a general stood up curiously and asked, "Is this little brother from Tianji Mountain?"
"Tianji Mountain? Is it the Tianji Pavilion that has stood on the mainland for thousands of years?"
"Besides that Tianji Pavilion, which other force dares to call it Tianji Pavilion?"
"That's true...but this guy looks so young. Is he also a disciple of Tianji Pavilion?"
Many officials were talking and speculating.
Zhong Ren only showed a faint smile and did not answer in the affirmative. Instead, he shook his head and said, "Me? I'm just one of the eldest brother's younger brothers..."
