All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

"Shuxing, why are you hiding behind me?" Zheng Zhonger was a little confused and turned to ask him, "Are you afraid of Qin Feise? But what is the grudge between you and Qin Feise?"

Qian Shuxing shook his head and said, "I don't know any Mr. Qin. I'm just afraid that others will covet my beauty and covet me!"

Zheng Zhonger burst out laughing when he heard this, causing people nearby to look over curiously.

Qian Shuxing quickly covered his face with his hands, fearing that Song Xiang would see him.

But now he was extremely jealous, because his Xiangxiang was becoming more and more beautiful and charming, and even Qin Feise had recommended herself to her.

He was so angry, so angry, he was really going to die of anger.

How could she smile at Qin Feise? How could she stay with Qin Feise for so long!

Ahhhhhh, bad woman!

After seeing Qin Feise off, Song Xiang sent away a few servants who were delivering purses, and then asked Yun Que, "When will those gentlemen start performing?"

Skylark replied: "It should start soon."

"Third Prince, why don't you move to the balcony and take a look!"

Song Xiang nodded, got out of the houseboat, and walked towards a place in the middle of the garden, where the balcony was built.

Seeing this, Qian Shuxing pushed Zheng Zhonger forward and followed carefully.

When the young masters from various families perform their talents, there will be a flower-giving segment. The Earl's Mansion will prepare the flowers in advance. After the young masters finish their performances, the girls from various noble families can give flowers to the young masters and invite them to be alone with them for a while. If the young masters are interested in the girls, they will accept the flowers. If not, they will directly refuse.

A young man can accept flowers and branches from many ladies.

A young man who does not have any talents can ask his servant to give a purse to the girl. If the girl accepts it, it means they can chat alone. If she refuses, it means she has rejected the request.

If a girl accepts a purse from a young man and finds that she has no interest in him after getting to know him, she must return the purse and give him a piece of colorful satin as a token of disrespect.

Song Xiang walked to the balcony and found that the seats were already occupied by girls from various noble families, so Song Xiang could only sit in the back row.

The second princess Wei Yuanyi's eyes were always on Shangguan Qi, so she had no time to look at anyone else.

Princess Changping's eyes were rolling around. Wherever there was a handsome young man, she would look there. It was said that she had countless male lovers in her backyard.

As the drumbeat sounded, all the ladies looked towards the stage.

A man in a short jacket, trousers and pleated clothes trotted onto the stage. He was lithe and danced to the beat of the drums like a flying goose in the western desert.

After the dance, cheers could be heard everywhere.

The girl next to her praised: "As expected of a top-ranked beauty on the list of beauties in the capital, Master Cui's dancing skills have improved a lot."

Song Xiang asked curiously, "Excuse me, whose son is performing on the stage?"

The girl next to him stared at him and said, "This is Cui Jiao, the son of Minister Cui! You don't know this, do you?"

Song Xiang raised his eyebrows and continued to look at the stage, and saw that Cui Jiao had already left with a young lady.

The next person to appear is more mysterious, and you can hear his voice before you see him.

The melodious sound of the erhu sounded, accompanied by the sound of camel bells, and what came into the eyes of the noble ladies was a man dressed in white Western clothing.

The man wore a white jade crown, like a king on a mountain.

His movements were complicated, as if he had walked out of a mural, sacred and inviolable.

Before Song Xiang could ask, the girl next to him came over and said, "Isn't this your first time attending a banquet? If so, it's normal that you don't know these gentlemen!"

"This young man is Mr. Tang Qinglian, the son of the Supervisory Censor. He is the third young man who received the most flowers on the flower list. He is particularly popular among the noble ladies of aristocratic families. It's a pity that he has never accepted any advances from any noble lady."

Song Xiang raised her eyes and saw him refusing the flowers given by several girls and hurriedly walked off the stage.

The next person to come on stage was Qin Feise, the son of the Haihunhou Mansion. He was wearing a white fairy robe and holding a long sword. His movements were swift when he stood with the sword, and his dancing posture was perfect when he wielded the sword, like flowing clouds and running water.

Each move of pointing, stabbing, picking and chopping makes the sword tassel swing flexibly, and the whole body is both hard and soft, agile and wonderful.

It is really: Brilliant as Yi shooting down the nine suns, swift as the emperors riding dragons. It comes like thunder and ends like the clear light of the sea.

After the dance, Qin Fei's eyes fell on Song Xiang with a hint of pride.

Seeing this, Song Xiang looked away.

After Qin Feise left the stage, a man walked up from the audience.

The man was wearing a red, cross-collared, tight-fitting robe with a gold-woven crane and cloud pattern. His hair was tied up high with a double crane hair crown. He had a tall figure and a beautiful appearance.

Looking closely, the color of his clothes and Song Xiang's clothes seem like a couple's outfit.

After he got on stage, he began to paint at the table.

After a cup of tea, a picture of "Bamboos Growing in Mountain Stream" appeared on the paper.

Then two servants came on stage and held up the drawing paper for the ladies to admire.

I saw a cluster of black bamboo growing in the pile of stones at the bottom of the stream, with dense branches and leaves intertwined. The sound of rain was hitting the bamboo leaves urgently, and the clouds above the cliff had turned gray and black.

One or two weeping bamboos stretch out from the cracks in the cliff, with their trunks curved and slightly tilted upwards towards the bright light, implying a strong vitality.

The bamboo leaves painted by Xin Fusu are painted with thick ink for the front and light ink for the back, with a free and easy posture, almost as beautiful as Tan Luan.

Many girls were amazed at Xin Fusu's painting skills and offered him flowers, but Xin Fusu refused them all.

Song Xiang did not forget the emperor and empress's instructions. He stood up suddenly and walked towards the stage!

Qian Shuxing clenched his sleeves in anger when he saw Song Xiang standing up. He stared at Song Xiang's back, jealousy filling his chest, and his eyes turned red uncontrollably.

When they arrived at the balcony, Song Xiang took out a flower branch, looked up, and handed it in the direction of Xin Fusu.

There was an uproar behind him, but Song Xiang didn't care.

Xin Fusu looked at the woman who suddenly appeared. He could not help but frowned when he saw her beautiful appearance, as if he had never seen her before.

Song Xiang curled his lips and said softly, "This painting of Bamboo Growing in a Mountain Stream was created quickly and smoothly, like a rabbit jumping up and down, and the painting skills are profound."

"From the painting, one can see the person. I dare to guess that Master Fusu's temperament is like that of a wanderer, his character is as lofty as the clear clouds and autumn moon, and his temperament is so extraordinary that it is beyond the reach of mortals."

Xin Fusu did not move. After a while, he said to Song Xiang, "Thank you for your compliment, but I cannot accept this branch."

Song Xiang smiled and asked calmly, "Why is that?"

Xin Fusu didn't say anything, turned around and wanted to leave.

Yunque was standing far away and was very anxious, so he used some tricks to send Song Xiang to the stage.

Floating in the air, Song Xiang almost lost control and lost her voice, but fortunately she was knowledgeable and experienced, and landed steadily.