Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

If you come to Zhao, how can you not enter Handan?

When you arrive in Handan, how can you miss Feixue Pavilion?

After entering Feixue Pavilion, how could he not take a look at Zhao Wu's peak.

Who is Zhao Wu's peak?

The owner of Feixue Pavilion, Xue Ji also!
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"Sir, madam, here we come!"

Zhang Ma rode his horse to a stop, and there were rows of chariots and horses in front of him, heavy traffic, dignitaries and dignitaries walking side by side, and pedestrians in the surrounding streets rubbing shoulders, vying to wait and see.

A young man was shocked and said: "My god, how can there be such a big battle in Feixue Pavilion? Look at this posture, the people who come to watch the dance are not ordinary people."

An old coachman, with a Handan accent, took a puff of pipe tobacco, smiled and said, "Master, this must be your first time in Handan, right?"

The boy scratched his head and said, "Yes, old man, do you know why there is such a big battle here tonight?"

The old man chuckled, "Speaking of Feixue Pavilion, it's a legend in Handan City. For this dance, we started booking seats half a month ago. Only the top 100 people with the highest bids are eligible to enter the pavilion to watch the dance."

"It is said that among the first one hundred seats, the lowest price is thirty gold."

"At least fifty gold for the top ten VIP seats."

The young man was shocked and said: "Fifty gold, my god! It's so much, just to watch a dance, it's enough for me to use for several years."

The old man sat in the front of the car and said: "In addition to being rich, the dancers also have to be noble. They are not nobles, generals, doctors, or the very rich, or famous knights."

The young man felt that the three views were subverted, and he was shocked, and asked again: "I heard that Feixue Pavilion has the most beautiful stage in the world, all of which are made of jade, and contain the art of mechanism."

The old man looked sideways and said, "Your boy is still a bit knowledgeable."

The old man went on to say: "That is called Feixue Yuhua Terrace, and it is said that the cost of building it is no less than five thousand gold."

"Five thousand pieces of gold?!" The young man was shocked to the extreme, poverty limited his imagination.

The old man chuckled and said, "Why, are you dumbfounded? Feixue Yuhua Terrace is the treasure of Feixue Pavilion. It has been twenty years since it appeared."

The young man was puzzled, "But, she's just a dancer, how could there be such a big scene."

In the world of great strife, human lives are worthless, men are precarious, and women's fate is miserable.

Some women were reduced to song and dance workshops and red buildings, and became singers and dancers. Their status was actually inferior to that of ordinary civilians.

Hearing this, the old man hit the boy on the head with a pipe, and said coldly, "Dancing girl?!"

"Hmph, what do you know?"

"The music and dance of the other six countries are all learned from Zhao Guo. And this Xue Ji, the master of the Concubine Snow Pavilion, is Zhao Wu's No. 1. If the stage is compared to the Jianghu, this Xue Ji is the strongest in the world."

The boy widened his eyes and said, "That's an exaggeration!"

The old man snorted softly, "Is it exaggerating? It's not exaggerating at all."

"All the dancers in the Zhao Kingdom combined cannot compare to her alone."

"In the land of Yanzhao, on both sides of Yishui, only she is qualified to step on the Flying Snow Jade Flower Terrace."

The young man looked forward to it infinitely: "I really want to see this dance."

The old man tapped the young man again with the pipe in his hand, and said, "Stop dreaming, people like you and me are destined not to appreciate this magnificent dance."

At a certain moment, the old man looked up at the sky, saw snowflakes falling one by one, and said, "Hush, listen, it's started."

The young man stopped what he was about to say, and listened attentively, and the people standing in the surrounding long streets also stopped discussing and listened attentively, standing in the cold wind to listen.

Someone whispered: "It's "Snow White"..."

Fei Xue Cabinet
In a dance-watching seat, Li Changqing and Yan Lingji sat side by side, and first-class wine and exquisite snacks were displayed on the table.

The two slowly raised their heads and heard the sound of the ethereal flute.

"Woo... woo... woo..."

"Woooo..."

Li Changqing's eyes were half-closed, with a look of contentment and reminiscence, raised his glass with his left hand, tapped the five fingers of his right hand on the table, and listened to the song "Snow White" with full relaxation.

Bai Xue, one of the two great skills of Feixue Pavilion.

As a fan of Qin Shiman, Li Changqing listened to "Snow White" countless times in his last life, and it was also the battle of the organ city. From the memories of Xuenv, Li Changqing fell in love with her who was so beautiful in a dance.

After so many years, the previous life was false, and this life is real.Li Changqing finally listened to "White Snow" with all his ears, and personally felt the artistic conception of the song.

"Woo... woo..."

The sound of the flute is elegant and flexible, beautiful and ethereal.

The four sides of the Flying Snow Jade Flower Terrace are pools. When the pool mechanism is turned on, rows of red candles are lit, and the dark cabinet is instantly lit up. The candlelight and moonlight reflect the light blue jade stage.

In the sky above the Feixue Jade Flower Terrace, the bright moon is falling, the moonlight is shining obliquely, and small hexagonal snowflakes fall from the sky above the sky, flying all over the sky.

Li Changqing seemed to see the sky full of snow, and recalled scenes in his mind, the self in the previous life, Qin Shi in the previous life, himself in this life, and the rivers and lakes in this life.

"White Snow" seems to be able to touch the weakest side of people's heart, but it is not strong, but a kind of faint, melancholy sadness and nostalgia.

This emotion is one of the most difficult emotions for human beings to extricate themselves from.

Li Changqing sighed softly in his heart, and with a flick of his mind, the effect of Bai Xue's illusion was instantly dispelled, leaving only the ethereal, elegant, mellow and beautiful voice in his ears.

Yan Lingji laughed lightly and said, "What a song Bai Xue, using the sound of nature with the use of true energy, is actually a kind of charm technique in essence."

Snow White, Fire Charm, both are illusions, and they are also charms that touch people's hearts.

Whoa!

After Yan Lingji finished speaking, a beautiful figure dressed in blue flew towards her, with white jade legs, calves like jade, slender and white toes, crystal dancing shoes on the tip of her toes, flying over the pool, flying over the jade lotus, and flying onto the stage.

Under the bright moon, the moonlight melted into a veil, and a beautiful figure stretched out her graceful figure.

Li Changqing's eyebrows were slightly startled, it was not Xue Ji, not the stunning beauty he had imagined that could rival Zhao Ji, but a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

Swish!
With a wave of the girl's dance satin, her graceful figure stretched out, and the dissatisfaction of hundreds of audience members in the last second dissipated instantly.

The crowd stayed.

"who is she?"

"Such a girl who is so beautiful, why has she never heard of it before?"

"..."

This girl is so beautiful, so beautiful and charming, her body is like white jade, flawless and unstained, her beautiful blue eyes are blue and moving, and the blue eyes blink lightly, with a soul-stirring beauty.

Yan Lingji's exquisite face was slightly startled: "It's her?!"

Li Changqing was startled and said, "You know her?"

Compared to Yan Lingji's astonishment, Li Changqing was even more shocked. How could Yan Lingji know Xue Nu?

Today's Xuenv has not yet become famous, even according to Skynet's information, Xuenv has not yet come out of the pavilion to dance, and she will be the legend of King Yan after more than ten years.

Going forward more than ten years, Xue Nu is naturally just a cardamom girl.

"So, how did Ling Ji know Xue Nu?" Li Changqing was very puzzled.

Yan Lingji seemed to see his doubts, and said: "I don't know her, I just met her once by chance. I never thought that she would be from Feixue Pavilion, and her status is not low."

At this moment, Yan Lingji was not calm anymore. According to the words of later generations, she felt a kind of "social death" shame at this moment.

However, she still needs to remain calm, and she must not let Li Changqing notice the strangeness.

Yan Lingji thought to herself: "We must never let Changqing and Sister Xuenv know each other!"