[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

On the willow shoots in the moonlight, the imperial city was brightly lit, and many carriages stopped in front of the Suzaku Gate one after another.

Tonight is the dust-cleaning feast of the Three Towns Jiedushi, Dongping County Wang Anlushan, and a banquet in Huaqing Palace. Xuanzong specially bestowed Huaqing Pool for Anlushan to bathe.

Li Chengen, the leader of the Tiance Mansion who was just called to Beijing to report on his duties, came earlier, sat in his seat, and watched the maidservants coming and going outside, as well as the officials arriving one after another.

He hadn't been back to the capital for a year, and there were many strange faces among the ministers in the court, and he didn't bother to make friends with strange colleagues, so he sat absent-mindedly on his seat alone, slowly drinking the tea on the table .

Before the banquet started, there was only a pot of hot tea and a plate of refreshments on the table, which was really disappointing.

Li Chengen frowned and ate a piece of bean cake, then changed direction and continued to look out. After looking at it, he saw a dark purple figure.

People who practice martial arts have good eyesight, he can tell that the figure is still a teenager, the clothing style is unique to the national teacher, the materials are expensive, and the embroidery is exquisite. to wear.

Sure enough, he was blessed.Li Chengen thought to himself, raised his glass and drank his tea slowly, wondering who would His Majesty favor if the national teacher and An Lushan faced each other.

The lanterns under the eaves are bright, illuminating the courtyard in half-light.On the winding white marble Pingqiao, the maid in pink is holding a lamp and smiling, her graceful body is slightly sideways to lead the way. The young man in heavy purple, wide sleeves and wide belt has a leisurely and elegant posture. The demeanor of Bu Shenglian.

If time can stand still, that moment should be able to create a stunning picture.

Li Chengen's impression of Yunjing Guoshi is still that of the petite and weak young man when he entered Beijing last year. Looking at him from a distance now, he seems to have grown a lot taller. Compared with last year's male and female, the current Guoshi is even taller. It is easy to be seen as a teenager.

The national teacher who was walking on the Pingqiao of Lianhua Lake, who was not looking sideways, suddenly looked to the side slightly. Li Chengen followed his gaze to look there, and could only vaguely see a few Liyuan disciples wearing round collars and green clothes, walking on the road. On Pear Blossom Road.

Because the distance was a bit far, he didn't see anything to see, so he looked away, and found that the national teacher was no longer in sight, and he was bored studying the pattern of the teacup in his hand.

Not long after, the national teacher arrived, and the officials present did not dare to go up to seek connections, they only greeted politely and stopped talking.

Because the national teacher doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

In fact, Su Jixian wasn't in a bad mood, he just felt sleepy and didn't want to talk to anyone.I just got home, and I didn't sleep for a long time before I came to attend the dust-cleaning banquet of the political opponents, and I was really sleepy.

As a national teacher, because Su Jixian and the prime minister are not quite right, his position has always been in the rank of military officer, ranking first, followed by Guo Ziyi's seat, and then Li Cheng'en. Li Guangbi is not currently in the court. He was not assigned a seat.

Before Guo Ziyi arrived, Li Chengen turned his face to greet him: "Long time no see, the national teacher is fine."

"Bless Commander Li." Su Jixian nodded and didn't say much, the lips under the mask were extremely pale, as if he had just recovered from an illness.

It seems to grow weaker and weaker.Li Chengen glanced at his fair and slender hands that were completely untouched. Hearing his lazy and weak voice, he knew that he didn't want to talk, so he didn't bother him anymore, and looked towards the opposite musician's platform with his chin in his hand.

Xi Yinghuaizhu, acting teacher of Liyuan, was wearing Qixiufang women's uniform, holding two swords in her hands, and was talking on the musician's stage. There were a few musicians sitting on the edge of the stage, and there was no music. They were obviously listening to Yinghuai. Bead's order.

Then four or five Liyuan disciples walked to the musician's platform, and Ying Huaizhu stopped them.

"In the past, Gongsun Erniang taught in the palace. I was fortunate to see Erniang's world-stunning sword dance. Thanks to Erniang's teaching, Huaizhu also learned a little bit. Unfortunately, his qualifications are not good. After all, he is not as beautiful as Erniang. " Ying Huaizhu smiled beautifully, and the two swords in her hands were cold, "Hey, is this a new Liyuan disciple?"

The five people stopped and looked at each other, and a man said: "I have seen you, my lord, the five of us are Liyuan dancers who just entered the palace not long ago."

"So that's how it is." Ying Huaizhu looked at them, suddenly swung her sword, and took a few steps back to look at them thoughtfully, "It seems that you have learned well, and your steps are very steady, come on, let me Look at what you have learned, if you are too bad, you will be beaten back."

The five of them were startled, then saluted solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, then you'll be offended!"

Ying Huaizhu raised her lotus root arm, drew a semicircle in the void with the silver sword in her hand, and slashed forward!

Ying Huaizhu was the only student who was taught by Gongsun Erniang when she was teaching in the Liyuan. She taught the true and superb swordsmanship. She became the acting teacher of the Liyuan at a young age. She was very dignified in the Liyuan, and she was definitely not as talented as she claimed to be. Dumb people.

Her swordsmanship is light and graceful, but also very fierce. The sword energy coming towards her face suddenly turns into a real magic weapon, which wants to split people in half!

And her control is also extremely precise, under such icy sword aura, the carpet painted with lotus is not damaged at all.

The five people were caught off guard, and were shocked by the sword qi that struck their heads. They quickly raised their foil swords to block them, and counterattacked back.

The place where the five people were forced to retreat happened to be out of Li Chengen's sight. He felt a little regretful, so he could only turn his attention to Ying Huaizhu.

As the woman with the best swordsmanship in the palace, Ying Huaizhu's swordsmanship has a bit of the charm of Gongsun Erniang in Li Chengen's view, but it does not seem to be comparable to Yanxiu Xiaoqi in Qixiufang.

Ying Huaizhu's swordsmanship is indeed not as good as that of Yanxiu Xiaoqi, who has formally studied in Qixiufang, but her swordsmanship is definitely not weak.

With a flexible turn of the body, the pierced long sword made a subtle blasting sound in the void, the silvery sword tip reflected the red palace lantern, and the sword flower drawn out was like a blooming pink peony, beautiful and murderous.

A piece of music came from the side, and Ying Huaizhu asked with a smile: "Answer me, what musical instrument are you hearing?"

The graceful cold sword energy like falling flowers approached him, and the five Liyuan disciples swung their swords to block it, surrounding Ying Huaizhu and stabbing forward.Listening to her question, she subconsciously opened her mouth to answer:

"lute!"

"lute."

"lute……"

"Kite?"

"..."

The light red figure swung around with his sword hanging down, and lifted the swords of the five people away. Ying Huaizhu smiled softly, swung his arm and slashed, the ape sword was swept away majesticly, and several lancets were ejected from the zither, "It seems that your Excellency knows very little about my Tang rhythm."

The five of them backed away again and again, the foil that resisted the sword qi shook their jaws with pain, and their palms swelled up at some point.The man who gave the wrong answer was even more bleak. He blocked the sword energy but failed to block the lancet. His hair was cut unevenly, his clothes were also torn, and a lot of blood oozes out.

Ying Huaizhu narrowed her eyes, and with the two swords in her hands one in front of the other, she once again pulled out the sword flower that was like a peony, and attacked like a storm.

Many officials in the main hall had noticed the musician's platform, and the conversation turned to Ying Huaizhu, discussing the magnificent sword dance.

"Master Ying's sword dance is even more gorgeous, it's really thrilling to watch!"

"Extremely, that piece of music has the sound of a golden sword. Except for Master Ying, there are not many people in this troupe who can control such a fierce momentum."

"As expected of the person taught by Gongsun Erniang, he really lives up to the name of the Liyuan teacher!"

The vigorous bell rang, Ying Huaizhu swept across with his sword, and the people in front of him were swept back again and again, and their back hit the half-person-high band stage hard, causing a dull pain in their back.

"Now tell me, what did you hear?"

"chimes!"

This time the five people answered in unison, and none of the answers were wrong. Ying Huaizhu turned back in the air, landed on the chime lightly and delicately, and slapped the chime with her sword.

clang--

The melodious sound of the bell stretched in all directions, and the sound of the bell made the five people feel relieved for some reason, and they felt much lighter.

"It seems that your Excellency is also a fellow." Ying Huaizhu smiled ambiguously, suddenly leaned down like a swallow, raised her sword and stabbed, "The royal family is full of purple energy, and the two swords are better than Gaohua!"

This sword was more ferocious than any of the previous moves, like a turbulent air wave from all directions, blocking all their escape routes, suppressing them as if their shoulder bones were about to be shattered!

hum-

The beeping sounded quickly and stopped suddenly. The few people who were forced to the corner and had no way out held their breath. Beads of sweat dripped down their foreheads, leaving a deep blue wet mark on the collar.

The bright and eye-catching sword stopped in front of them, the sword body reflected the fiery red lantern, and the red light flowing on the cold blade spread like blood, outlining the thick and beautiful peony-like bit by bit.

"Tsk, it scares you..." Ying Huaizhu didn't seem particularly satisfied with them, she put away her sword, and snorted softly, "Barely pass, I'm just a small test, how can I survive in this palace next?" Survive in the middle, but you have to carefully explore by yourself."

Her words carried a sense of plausibility, and the disciples in Tsing Yi who were covered in cold sweat looked at each other blankly, and finally they all looked at her together, and one of them asked cautiously: "You..."

Ying Huaizhu held up a hand, her slender white hand was straight with five fingers folded together, the nails were moist and powdery, and there were calluses on the pads, palms and tiger's mouth, which were not thick, and no matter how many drops she used to soak her hands, she could not completely remove them Mark of.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, this teacher is very busy." Her lips were evened out, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her delicate and beautiful face suddenly became serious and indifferent, even the musicians around couldn't help shivering.

The five stood up and thanked each other in a low voice, hurried across the musician's platform, and stepped onto the pear blossom avenue on the other side. The petals were falling and the lights were in a trance, as if someone was standing on the lotus platform beside the pear blossom avenue, waiting for them.

Ying Huaizhu withdrew her gaze, and when she raised her head, she inadvertently met the gaze of the purple-clothed boy sitting on the top of the main hall. Against the light, she couldn't see the boy's expression clearly, but could only vaguely see a faint silver light like starlight, and dignified A lazy and dignified gesture.

She bent her red lips, smiled softly and demurely, lowered her head slightly, the flower fan fringe on her head was shaking gently, her thin forehead hair gently brushed her fair and beautiful face, she clasped her fingers together, and moved them to her right waist, The slender body bowed gracefully, and said a thousand blessings from a distance.

Li Chengen looked at Ying Huaizhu's elegant salute, then looked at the senior national teacher, and found that he nodded slightly, so he asked casually: "The national teacher also has friendship with Master Ying?"

"Well, I met him a few times when I went to Liyuan to meet Sheng." Su Jixian nodded at him and stood up, "I'll go for a walk, and Commander Li can do what he wants."

"National teacher, go slowly." Li Chengen raised his glass, watched Shen Zi's figure disappear behind the vermilion painted pillar, looked back, and tapped his fingers on the table lightly, with a thoughtful expression.

Su Jixian, who walked out of the main hall, strolled in the courtyard and walked in the winding corridors.The fiery red lantern hanging on the cornice of the palace was slightly shaken by the wind, and the shadows on the ground also swayed. The warm light covered the hem of his robe, and the black embroidered lotus patterns shone with blood-colored light. The lotus seems to have become real, quietly spreading and growing on the robe.

All the servants and servants he met along the way saluted one after another. Some people came forward to ask if they needed to lead the way or carry a lantern, but he refused all of them. He just walked alone and reached the Furong Pavilion.

Half of the pavilion was filled with hibiscus flowers in the Furong Pavilion. Many court ladies and eunuchs went back and forth holding flower pots. When they saw him, they hurriedly saluted and then got busy with the work at hand.Su Jixian stood on the white marble lotus platform, glanced at the dancer who was practicing dance repeatedly in the pavilion, then turned and walked to the other side.

The wide sleeves brushed against the brilliantly blooming hibiscus bushes, and the rich fragrance of the flowers dyed the sleeves, and gradually faded under the night wind.He walked along the vermilion corridor, and walked to the bridge corridor next to the cockfighting platform as if by accident.

Su Jixian stood by the pillars of the bridge porch, randomly plucked off a flower branch, and looked at the cockfighting platform at the other end.