The queen is a bit cowardly

There is no similarity between Man Wu and orthodox rites and music. Man Wu is galloping horses, bulls fighting horns, ewes courting and eagles spreading their wings. It is the movement of all creatures on the grassland, it is charming and powerful. It is tenderness, but also firmness.

When Jiang Qingluan was eight years old, she spent a carefree year on her grandfather's grassland. She watched the boys on horseback chasing the girl herding sheep. The boys sang loudly and danced wildly after getting off their horses. Show love to the girls.

Qingluan asked her grandfather suspiciously: "In the palace, Mr. Kong said that men and women dancing together is detrimental to morality, but why is it different here? They danced so happily, and everyone even sang for them."

Grandpa touched Qingluan's head and said: "Because there is no weathering in Mr.'s mouth here, the people in the grassland have no houses and no cultivated land. We don't know whether we will be able to live tomorrow, so every day we live is only accompanied by happiness."

Jiang Qingluan stepped on the drums and raised her hands like an eagle, but her heart did not have the feeling of being unrestrained on the grassland at all.

Kong Yida had stood up from his chair at some point, but his eyes were fixed on Qingluan, who could look away from such a beautiful woman.

"Brother Yida, it's better to dance with King Fu." An unknown guest said.

Why do you need outsiders to remind you that Kong Yida had exactly this intention. He took off his coat and threw it to Hu Ji who was aside. In a state of drunkenness, he staggered towards Jiang Qingluan with bare feet. Since ancient times, princes love beautiful women, not to mention that beautiful women were once famous princes, and the guests at the banquet became noisy.

"Your Highness, your dancing posture is really graceful." Kong Yida faltered.

Jiang Qingluan rolled her eyes at the other party, she obviously danced an eagle, and she didn't know where he saw the meaning of Miaoman, she turned around, the copper bell on her foot vibrated, and avoided Kong Yida's approach.

"Your Highness," Kong Yida was relentless, and he posted it again with the help of alcohol: "Yida dances with you."

Jiang Qingluan turned around, but Kong Yida was in the air, and she replied with a smile: "My lord, Da Sikou once taught Gu that it is indecent for men and women to dance together."

"Don't worry about the old man." Kong Yida grabbed Jiang Qingluan's hand: "In the future, I will be the big Sikou."

Her hands were like swimming dragons, Qingluan turned her wrist and let go easily, she stopped dancing, her other hand was already on top of the scimitar, as long as Kong Yida made another step, she would take his head, even though she was entrusted to others, she was not afraid There must be a limit, soldiers can die in battle, but they will never be humiliated.

Jiang Qingluan raised her eyebrows and said contemptuously: "But you are not right now, son, it's better to focus on yourself."

"In my yard!" Kong Yida stepped forward again in a vain attempt to take down Jiang Qingluan, and he asked the guests left and right: "Whoever dares to remind me to respect myself, I can do whatever I want."

"Yi Da-jun is really my true character!" Some of the guests stirred up again: "I need to show Manfu how a woman can be the master of the house."

Yida laughed out loud, this Fu Wang had lived in the Da Si Kou's mansion for more than two years, and he had already caught his eyes, but the majesty of the Da Si Kou, Kong You, had always dared to have evil thoughts, but now the Da Si Kou is old and often stays in bed, His heart, which had been suppressed for a long time, was already ready to move.

"Jiang Qingluan! Here, I have the final say!"

With Kong Yida's excitement, the guests who sat down were also excited. The countries in the Central Plains have always looked down on Fudi. First, Fudi is remote and barbarian. Second, Fudi's women can be ranked among the vassals. , naturally felt happy, if no one had noticed, several people had already stood outside the banquet.

The leader was an old man with long bells. He was wearing a dark red wide-sleeved long gown, and he was holding a pear wood cane in his hand. There was a dragon-shaped coat of arms embroidered on the sleeves of the clothes, and a brocade cloak was draped over the clothes, and a servant stood behind each of them.

The elder has stood here for a long time, and with the sound of singing and dancing and laughing inside, the elder's hand holding the cane has already had bruises.

"presumptuous!"

The elder shouted, and the accumulated anger was thrown out along with the crutches.

Kong Yida came back to his senses, he looked at the crutch on the ground, and at the same time looked at the elder outside the door, he felt a chill on his back, the drunkenness just now disappeared, and the guests also calmed down, those hugging The sons of Orchid Kabuki pushed the female companions in their arms away, and those normally decent aristocratic teenagers couldn't help but bury their faces.

"Father." Kong Yida made a long bow, but suddenly found that he had only one coat left, and hurried back to his seat, almost fell during the process, he quickly put on the clothes, He looked at the elder with a terrified face.

"Big Sikou." The guests on the seats also bowed and saluted.

"It's getting late, so I won't keep you guys here." Kong You said, he didn't even look at those embarrassing young masters.

"Master Kong, be careful where you step." The woman beside Kong You said, "A Li, help your lord."

"Here." The female slave named Ah Li walked to the old man's side, and stretched out her hand for the elder to help. Her attitude was humble, like the crutch that was thrown out.

The three of them walked into the banquet, with retreating guests on both sides. The chief minister, Kongyou, walked up to Jiang Qingluan. Seeing the former students dressed like this, he was momentarily at a loss for words, and the reason for all this was unexpected. It was his own son, his lips trembled slightly, and he finally swallowed down his throat.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Jiang Qingluan looked at the elder, and at the same time noticed Chang Lan who was following him. If he was rude, he would be the one.

"Sir, the student is disrespectful."

"If it wasn't for a guest looking for you, I'm afraid that I will make a big mistake." Kong You said, and his eyes fell on Kong Yida again. , if he hadn't arrived in time, or the smiling queen had easily taken her son's life.

Jiang Qingluan also noticed Chang Lan behind Kong You. She wanted to salute, but felt that today's clothes were too disrespectful, so she said slightly, "Princess."

"Your Highness."

Kong You didn't want this embarrassing scene to continue, he said to the two people in front of him: "Since the two Highnesses have already met, I won't bother you, the child is incompetent, and the old man needs to worry about it, so I will arrange for the nanny to send His Highness to change clothes and rest." .”

"Mr. Xie."

Walking out of the door of the banquet, it seems to be another world. The feasting and the music are separated by a door. Outside the door is a quiet night. The peony with its face closed under the moon is hanging its head. With a hint of chill, the two women walked side by side, and the female slave A Li followed quietly behind.

"Ah!" Jiang Qingluan sneezed. Since coming to Tianping, her body is not as good as in Fudi.

Chang Lan stopped, and she took off the cloak and handed it to Qingluan: "Your Highness is dressed like this, don't catch the cold."

"Thank you princess for your love." Jiang Qingluan consciously took the cloak and put it on behind her back. She continued, "I made the princess laugh today."

Chang Lan was here to deliver snacks today, but she didn't expect to see Jiang Qingluan in such a mess. If it was true to say that she was laughing, Chang Lan felt like a stick in her throat. She thought that Jiang Qingluan's princes, although temporarily restricted by the situation, should have The Honorable Gongqing, when I saw him at the ceremony that day, I felt a little embarrassed, but Jiang Qingluan was still graceful when saving people, but seeing you today, it seems that he has fallen into a terrible state again.

"Last time I promised to deliver snacks to His Highness. Today, the mothers in the palace will prepare them at dusk. I want to deliver them first while they are fresh." Chang Lan explained, pointing to the female slave behind him. Bag.

"Thank you Qingluan."

Chang Lan saw that Jiang Qingluan had the same expression from the beginning to the end, and there was no shame on his face. It was written in the book that a gentleman knows shame and is almost brave. There seems to be no shame in Jiang Qingluan's world. The nationals may still be able to figure it out, but how could Jiang Qingluan, a majestic monarch, be so indifferent.

When Chang Lan was a student, he once heard from her husband that the ancestor Emperor Xiaozhao was incompetent when he was young, and was held hostage by the princes of the Shangjing Kingdom, Qian Wang. The king brought a hundred imperial guards to destroy the Prince Regent's mansion, and then re-established the emperor's honor.

Therefore, the more incompetent this King Fu is, the more curious Chang Lan is.

"Your Highness, the snacks are here, and the only thing left is tea. Why don't you invite me to sit down?" Chang Lan said proactively.

Qingluan was taken aback, she had always lived reclusively, and never went out unless invited by others, let alone invited others to her own house, not to mention that the small courtyard was extremely simple, and there was not even a servant to serve her, besides, the Eldest Princess also She only met once at the festival, if she hadn't heard the imperial physician mention it at the end, she wouldn't even know who Chang Lan was.

In addition, what is the purpose of the other party?Qingluan couldn't help hesitating.

As if seeing Jiang Qingluan's doubts, Chang Lan seemed to be more certain that the king of Fu was only temporarily inactive.

"This visit, one is the snacks promised to His Highness, and the other is that His Highness saved his life on the day of the ceremony," Chang Lan said, looking at Qingluan, and respectfully bowed to him: "Of course Chang Lan will give it to you." I really appreciate it."

"It's just that it's getting late, and Daxin has always paid attention to etiquette. If the princess returns to the palace in the middle of the night, I'm afraid she will attract gossip from others." Jiang Qingluan said again: "Besides, I live alone in the Confucian mansion, and the small courtyard is slightly cold, so I'm afraid I will neglect the princess."

"I've always been known as deviant in Tianping. Your Highness doesn't need to worry. Besides, you and a prince can live in this small courtyard. Why can't I even go there?"

At this point in Chang Lan's words, Jiang Qingluan couldn't find a reason to refuse. She pointed to the southwest corner of the compound and said, "Princess, please."

Balak was splitting the firewood, and every stroke of the ax was extremely forceful. If it wasn't because of the anger in his stomach, a good knife hand like him would not have to use such force deliberately. Look, he was afraid that Jiang Qingluan would not return tonight, and he was also afraid that Jiang Qingluan would come back today with a bloody knife.

Since they fled to Tianping five years ago, they have been trembling like this every day, but the Chief Sikou can still take care of him a little bit. Now that the Chief Sikou Kong You is weak, this grassland man has really become nervous.

Another blow of the ax fell to the ground, and Balak got up and went back to the room and took out his knife: "You son of a bitch, don't let your majesty stand there alone!"

Ba Le hurried out, but before he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Jiang Qingluan entering with a smile in his windbreaker.

"Bale, there are guests here, go and boil some hot water."