Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

Although the road outside the imperial city is full of hunger, the imperial city still looks prosperous and prosperous.

Duanwei and her apprentice Luoyang are walking on the streets of Chang'an City, even though Duanwei has always been aloof, she can't help turning her head away and yawning again and again.She is better, but her eyes are a little swollen and can't open her eyes, but her apprentice Luoyang is very bad. The child is obviously lack of sleep, the fundus of the eyes is blue and black, he walks unsteadily, and almost falls down because of dozing off while walking. on the ground.

Fortunately, when he was about to fall down, Duan Wei grabbed his collar and pulled him up, otherwise this stinky kid who cherished his appearance would be disfigured by the gravel on the ground.Duan Wei endured the drowsiness and glanced at the dazed Luoyang, then looked around and found a teahouse with a storyteller, so she, who was always stingy, decided not to embarrass herself any more today, and make an exception and make an exception.

"Hey!" Duanwei slapped Luoyang on the back of the head with his palm. Luoyang staggered and almost fell, then woke up and dozed off, and then glared angrily at the master who had done evil just now.Duan Wei pointed at the teahouse with his fly whisk and said, "Don't embarrass me on the street, go sleep somewhere."

"I'm not going!" Luo Yang immediately vetoed Duan Wei's words, and muttered, "It's a shame to go to other people's shops and not drink tea!"

"Heh!" Duan Wei sneered, flung Fu Chen and said to Luo Yang in a pretentious gesture: "Today, Master, I won't let you sit dry, and invite you to drink tea."

Hearing this, Luo Yang looked at Duan Wei in disbelief, and said in surprise, "Master, what day is it today? Are you willing to pluck your hair?"

Duan sighed slightly, put his hand over his mouth and yawned, and said helplessly, "I can't help it, I'm sleepy! I'm so sleepy!"

"Nimma, I didn't expect that I would meet neighbors who are decorating even though I live in the ancient valley!"

"Those people are sick. Just decorate during the day, and continue to decorate at night! Didn't labor in ancient times cost money? Putting so many lanterns every night is not afraid of fire?" When it came to this, Duan Wei complained emotionally. When she got up, if it wasn't for the street, she would even dance and show her anger.

Luo Yang comforted her weakly: "Didn't they say that today is the last day... Tomorrow you can have a comforting sleep."

"I hope they can give me some mental damage fees!" Duan Wei said, dragging Luo Yang, who didn't want to walk at all, into the teahouse.

After entering the teahouse, Duanwei ordered a pot of Mengdingshihua.Luo Yang held his eyelids tightly at first, until he saw that Duan Wei had really paid the money, and then he fell asleep on the table in peace.But Duanwei is different from Luoyang. Duanwei is a person who is very particular about the quality of sleep, and can't fall asleep if there is even a little noise during sleep.So facing the sound of storytelling in the teahouse, Duan Wei could only bear with it even though he felt sleepy, and to the greatest extent he just closed his eyes to rest his mind.

If the person wants to be quiet, it is easier to pay attention to the noisy voices around him, so Duan Wei is unconsciously attracted by the storyteller in the teahouse who tells the story with eloquence and emotion.

Duan Wei opened his eyes and turned to the excited storyteller, who was telling the obviously processed story of King Heng of the Dynasty.Because humans, ghosts, gods and Buddhas were involved, Duan Wei listened very carefully.But after listening to it, Duanwei was a little disappointed. This story is similar to "Da Chu Xing, King Chen Sheng".Storytellers in the market talk in vain about state affairs, just like the modern big V belts the political rhythm, among which there must be instructions from powerful people.

"Heng Wang?" Duan Wei remembers the person in this story, and tells Duan Wei intuitively that this country is about to change because of this person.

But Duanwei is not at all interested in who is in charge of the country. She just wonders if she can make a little money from this person.After all, people who can make such rumors must believe in ghosts and gods to a large extent, and people who believe in ghosts and gods will encounter strange things sooner or later.

Thinking in this way, Duan Wei casually took out a copper coin and tossed it six times on the table to divination for this Heng Wang.The final result made Duan Wei raise his eyebrows, it was a good guess.

"Flying dragon is in the sky, benefit to see the lord?" Duan Wei silently recited the 8-character inscription, not only raised his eyebrows, but also clicked his lips.What she calculated was whether or not this King Heng had the possibility of proclaiming himself emperor, and the result was obviously affirmative.So Duanwei thought for a while, and tossed copper coins six more times, but not for King Heng.

The hexagram obtained this time shocked Duanwei, subconsciously stood up from the chair, stared at the coins on the table and couldn't help uttering a word that only modern people know the meaning of, "Fuck."

After Duanwei traveled to Mount Shu, her master kept reminding her never to divination for herself.But Duanwei never took it seriously, and often took out the tortoise shell copper coins to do divination for herself when she had nothing to do. In the past, every time she did the divination, it was the same, and it was always painless and disaster-free.Only this time, Duanwei got a Xiaxia Gua, a dangerous hexagram that Duanwei had never seen before.

Judging from the hexagrams, Duanwei may think that the person next to Hengwang is in danger.However, what Duan Wei asked in a flash of his brain just now was about his marriage.

"If you don't die, you won't die!" Duan Wei sat down again, covering her head in distress.

In the Hengwang Mansion, the most distinguished guests have already arrived, and everything is ready to go.

On the promenade, light and shadow flowed, and the entire Hengwang Mansion was bright and dark with the setting sun.A woman walked from the promenade to the main hall of Prince Heng's Mansion, her graceful figure moved lightly with lotus steps, her steps crushed the setting sun and made the ground splatter with gold.Seeing her coming, the other people on the promenade retreated to both sides one by one, looking down at her back.

When she walked outside the main hall, the steward of Prince Heng's Mansion was already waiting at the door, and beside the steward was a middle-aged general who was missing an arm.When the middle-aged general saw Jin Niang coming, he put his remaining hand and fist on his chest, and bowed down to him solemnly.

"Girl, take care." The housekeeper's complicated voice rang in Jin Niang's ears the moment she stepped into the palace gate.

Jin Niang paused for a few seconds when she heard the words, then turned her head and smiled at the middle-aged general and the housekeeper.Her dress today is extremely gorgeous, a large pomegranate dress is covered with jewels worth thousands of gold, these bright jewels should be particularly eye-catching under the light of the candle, but when you think of her face, these jewels are just Just lifeless vulgarity.

So when this beautiful face appeared, the reaction of the people at the banquet was as exaggerated as a myth fabricated in a bad proverb. They stared at that beautiful face and were taken away by the monsters, forgetting that they were drinking. The movement of the dishes caused the golden cup to fall to the ground and the cups and plates were messed up.What's more, because of the trembling of her eyebrows, she held her breath and blushed.The sound of pushing cups and changing glasses stopped, as did the sound of playing silk and bamboo music, and the whole banquet was quiet because of Jin Niang's arrival.

"Daughter Jinniang, in the name of King Heng, perform a dance for His Majesty." Jinniang's beautiful eyes scanned the crowd at the banquet, and then she lowered her eyes and spoke softly.Her voice was very soft, as soft as a piece of white feather falling on the spring water, but this piece of light white feather was enough to ripple round after round, enough to wake up those people who were obsessed with her appearance.

It stands to reason that Jin Niang was kneeling and kowtowing at this time.But who would criticize the etiquette of a weak beauty?

After Jinniang spoke, Yuhuang finally remembered the astonishment he hadn't expressed yet, and he suddenly stood up from the high chair, ignoring the concubine who had been tired of him and almost fell down.

"There are such beauties in this world!" Yuhuang sighed, walking down from the table and walking to Jinniang's side with dazed eyes.Then a man beside him with a long knife hanging from his waist stopped him. The man who stopped the king was wearing light armor, and his whole body exuded a cold aura of war.

Jin Niang looked at the man with the knife, and recalled King Heng's words before.

"Your worst enemy is the guard next to Yuhuang. He is a martial arts man and has the title of the best knife in the world."It is said that he alone can stop thousands of troops. If you want to assassinate Emperor Yu, you must pass him first. '

'But he is not a loyal person, as long as you kill Yuhuang, then he will definitely not attack you again. '

'Jinniang, you must kill Emperor Yu before he kills you. '

"The life and death of everyone in my Hengwang Mansion, and even the fate of tens of millions of people in the entire Yu Kingdom, is tied to you alone.Jin Niang, I hope you are alive. '

"Hmph! You're really good at it!" Yuhuang Zhumei was naturally unhappy when someone stopped him, so he immediately scolded the man with the knife.

The man with the knife is neither humble nor overbearing, and he is unwilling to give in.

Seeing this, Jin Niang said softly, "Let the girl perform a dance for His Majesty."

At this time, King Heng, who had been letting the situation develop, also said: "Brother Huang, this Jin Niang's dance can be said to be the best in the world."

"Such a beautiful woman, even if she doesn't dance, she is the best in the world." Yuhuang said that he was a lustful person, and he hadn't reached Jinniang's side at this time, but his eyes thought he was entwined with Jinniang.

With the applause of King Heng's order, the silk and bamboo sound of Jin Niang's arrival just now resounded.As soon as they heard its prelude, some people knew that what Jin Niang was going to dance was the most common <Green Waist>.The green waist is a soft dance, the rhythm is light at first and then turns from slow to fast.Jin Niang's dance is indeed beautiful, but her face seems to be so beautiful that it doesn't matter whether she dances well or not, because the people present only care about her moving and seductive eyes, and her red eyes. The lips parted in a flattering attitude.

The rhythm of the music gradually picked up, and Yuhuang's eyes chasing Jinniang became more intense.Jin Niang has been paying attention to the man with the knife with a stiff expression, even when he is spinning, she also pays attention to the man's movements, and finally when she turned her head, Jin Niang saw his laxity.The man finally let go of his guard because of the gorgeous dancer, his right hand that had been holding the handle of the knife loosened, and his eyes moved from Jin Niang's hand to her face.As King Heng said, all the men in the world would fall in love with Jin Niang's face.

Jin Niang laughed at this moment, and gasped after hearing this laugh.Just when Yuhuang was excited and stretched out his hands to hug her, Jin Niang put his hands on the girdle embedded with precious stones on his waist.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" The moment Jin Niang pulled out the soft sword, the man with the sword noticed her intention and immediately reminded Yuhuang.However, it was already too late, he had slackened just now and did not stop Yuhuang, at this time Yuhuang had already left the assassin he could hold back.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, the man drew out the long knife earlier, and Jin Niang grabbed Yuhuang's sleeve and pulled him into her arms.Except for the man and Jin Niang, no one saw their movements clearly. The others only heard the sound of the clash of weapons, and only saw a man fall to the ground after a flash of blood.

"There are assassins!!!" The minister at the banquet finally shouted belatedly, but he was already too late.

The person who fell to the ground was Yuhuang whose eyes were wide open and still in astonishment, while Jin Niang and the man with the knife were still trembling together.The man's knife was too fast, even though Jin Niang was dexterous, she was still slashed in the shoulder.But just when the man hurt Jin Niang and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and slash again, he suddenly stopped moving, and then looked at his body with incredulous eyes.

'Puff! 'As if the sound of a balloon being popped sounded, a blood hole the size of a copper coin appeared in the man's chest, and blood spurted out like a jet.

In the mutiny at the banquet, Heng Wang represented by Jin Niang finally won.And Jin Niang became a character in the storybook after the change of dynasty. Her behavior and her peerless appearance together added a lot of talking points for storytellers in the market.

"What a beautiful face..." The people who fled in panic because of the mutiny did not notice that the concubine who was favored by Yuhuang before was lying on a pillar, staring at Jin Niang who was holding her wound.

The concubine's eyes were not at all terrified by Yuhuang's death, she looked straight at Jin Niang, her eyes were full of greedy desire.

"This face...I really want it." The concubine murmured foolishly, and then she smiled in a bewildered way: "This is the most beautiful face in the world, my face..."

"I'm finally going to be the most beautiful woman!"

"Tsk tsk, what's going on?"

Duan Wei pushed open the door of the courtesan's room, looking at the ugly old woman naked on the flower bed, lost in thought.