Dance is a kind of etiquette for ministers to show respect to the king when celebrating.
Dance does not have a fixed form, it does not mean that there must be certain steps or postures.
People with uncoordinated limbs can actually dance even if they are dancing. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of body language that expresses emotions.
There aren't that many rules. Of course, a serious person who doesn't know how to dance won't make a fool of himself in public on such an occasion.
But Zhao Si had no choice but to be named by the First Emperor himself.
Zhao Si never learned dancing in his previous life.
After coming to Daqin in this life, I haven't learned anything either.
He is not a dance expert, nor is he a dance enthusiast. Even in the era of extremely developed information in his previous life, when short videos were everywhere, Zhao Si could only watch a handful of dance videos.
But if you have to force it, Zhao Si is really good at it.
In the last life, Zhao Si also had a spiritual time.
Young people encourage each other, various short videos, Zhao Si also had an absurd youthful years, in short, he can only shake it a few times, and objectively speaking, Zhao Si is not bad at shaking it?
It's a pity that Zhao Si was ignorant in his previous life and chose to study at the age when he should have been a rocker.
So the Rolls-Royce Cullinan also followed him away.
The embarrassing memory that had been dusted for a long time was revived. Zhao Si was forced to put it on the shelf, and he couldn't figure out which shaker should be used in this situation.
Objectively speaking, there are quite a lot of types of this thing, and each place has its own style and characteristics.
"Sure..." Zhao Sisha smiled.
"Then I will give your Majesty a piece of music..."
Zhao Si scratched his head and bravely came to the center. Most of the officials knew about Zhao Si's experience and were waiting to have fun. The First Emperor also squinted his eyes and smiled without saying a word.
Zhao Si listened to the music playing around him for a while. The rhythm was not very fast. It seemed that he could not give the First Emperor a laser rain.
Having said that, flower hands are quite abstract.
In short, Zhao Si can't just dance around and make random gestures, so he can just shake the rocker. Now the spirited young man of later generations can also say that the shaker has a far-reaching history that has been passed down for more than 2,000 years.
Closing his eyes and listening, his body began to rhythm, and dusty memories began to attack Zhao Si continuously.
Having said that, Zhao Si did not really perform an abstract dance for the First Emperor. He chose the Xi'an slow dance. The First Emperor was also from Shaanxi. In a sense, it was a cultural collision that spanned more than two thousand years.
Along with the rhythm, Zhao Si's hands moved neatly to the music.
The legs moved up and down as if they were equipped with springs, but there was no movement in the steps, as if they were taking root in the ground.
The slow and rhythmic movement made the First Emperor's eyes flash with surprise.
Li Si was also stunned...
When did the ancient people of two thousand years experience the impact of the shaker?
"What kind of dance is this?" Li Si was surprised. This dance seemed to have a feeling that was difficult to evaluate. Objectively speaking, it was really not good-looking. However, it had a strange and magical quality that made people couldn't help but move to the rhythm.
The First Emperor squinted his eyes and was quite surprised. There was no fixed format for the dance to celebrate. His original intention was to tease Zhao Si, but he didn't expect that Zhao Si could really do it.
It's not outstanding, the level is average, and the aesthetics aren't great, but it feels like Zhao Si somehow becomes energetic when he moves.
"My lord, you really know how to dance..." Zhang Cang smacked his lips in surprise.
Fan Kuai simply didn't appreciate it. While shaking his head to follow the demonic rhythm, he looked at Zhang Cang and asked, "Sir, how do you like this dance, my lord?"
Zhang Cang's aesthetics must have the right to speak, and the music of the Han Dynasty was revised by Zhang Cang.
"It's just a few moves over and over, but it's still interesting." Zhang Cang gave an answer with high emotional intelligence.
It's just a little higher than dancing around and having uncoordinated limbs. It has something, but not much.
Zhao Si's magical dance really shocked the officials. After all, no one had ever seen it before, and Li Si grinned when he saw it. She was so happy that she said: "Zhao Siche, you said you can't dance?"
"Simple and clear, with natural rhythm and easy to dance!" someone else congratulated.
There were actually people who deliberately flattered and praised Zhao Si's dancing from some novel angles.
I have no choice but to say that with my high status, I can no longer call a deer a horse, but people will applaud me even if I call a mouse a duck's neck.
At first glance, the First Emperor felt that there was something, but after tossing and turning, there were just a few movements. The more he looked, the less and less he saw. Zhao Si actually kept shaking. Some people around him were teasing and some were flattering him. The First Emperor looked at Zhao Si who was getting more and more energetic and frowned slightly. Frowned.
"It's done..." The First Emperor waved his hand.
"You can always bring out new things in unexpected places..."
The First Emperor signaled Zhao Si to come and eat with him, and Zhao Si obediently knelt and sat beside the First Emperor's desk.
Zhao Si became a shaker more than 2,000 years ago, but it was just a small episode during the New Year. Everyone just wanted to have fun. After the New Year, the most important thing is to be happy.
From this aspect, Zhao Si actually heated up the atmosphere.
With singing and dancing performances, praise, drinking and music, the atmosphere became more and more intense.
The banquet lasted for a whole day. The Qin Dynasty's New Year atmosphere was not too much, but the festive mood was the same.
After spending the New Year of the Qin Dynasty simply, he set out again from Dongjun.
Dongjun, the old place of Wei State.
But it's not that far from Guanzhong, and it's not that far from Xianyang either.
The carriages and horses marched all the way...
As the days go by, the weather gets colder.
Objectively speaking, the cold winter in the Qin Dynasty was after the New Year.
After all, the Qin Dynasty’s New Year is October 1st...
After traveling for half a month, he drove into the pass and entered the pass. At this point, the tour of the world has truly come to an end.
When Jiahu entered Guanzhong, he did not stop, but continued towards Xianyang.
This is a new year, and everyone is aware of the new atmosphere. This is also a new beginning for Daqin. Everyone can’t wait to return to Xianyang to start a new journey.
But for Da Qin, the New Year has passed, but for Zhao Si, the New Year has not yet arrived.
The road within the pass is easy to navigate. After all, it is the basic base of Qin State, and the infrastructure is top-notch in the world in every aspect.
Not long after entering the pass, the city of Xianyang was already vaguely visible.
After nearly two years of running around, the First Emperor finally rushed to Xianyang again. Zhao Si felt a little sad in his heart when he looked at the distant and vaguely visible city wall.
As he got closer and closer, Zhao Si felt that something was starting to break free from his heart for no reason.
Getting closer and closer, Zhao Si could already see the civil and military officials who stayed in Xianyang to greet them on both sides of the road.
Zhao Si subconsciously urged the war horse to speed up, then turned around and spoke.
"Your Majesty, Xianyang has arrived."
The First Emperor, who was driving, heard the sound and gently opened the curtain, only to see that the city gate of Xianyang was close at hand. He looked at Zhao Si who was driving with an excited face, and inexplicable emotions secretly flowed.
"Well, Xianyang is here!"
"then!"
As he spoke, the First Emperor threw up something wrapped in red cloth.
"Your bounty!"
Zhao Si quickly took the things thrown by the First Emperor with quick eyes and hands.
As soon as the beater touches it, he will know that the red brie bread is a piece of gold.
Zhao Si was shocked...
Today is the day to return to Xianyang, and it is also the day to come to my own New Year.
"Why……"
Zhao Si sighed for no reason.
Now, I really have no reason to be lazy.
(Nope.)
(End of chapter)
