Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Jing got up and waved to the people in the carriage, "Then we'll see you at night. Remember to buy a quieter house."

He opened the curtain and walked out. The dazzling golden sunlight made it almost impossible to open your eyes. You had to squint your eyes and use your long eyelashes to cover the direct sunlight.

Bai Li had already got off the carriage, waiting for him under the shadow of the eaves on the side of the road, his figure was tall and straight like a green bamboo, in the hot weather, he still looked quiet and peaceful, with the freshness and coolness like morning dew.

"Brother, how far is it from Zanhua Town?" Song Jing jumped out of the carriage, walked to Bai Li, glanced at Bai Li's fairer and more transparent skin under the sun, it seemed that the light could penetrate completely, with The shallow halo is like a precious and transparent artwork, and it feels beautiful when you watch it.

Bai Li looked to the north: "We came in through the western city gate. We are now in the center of the city. Zanghua Town is in the north of the city, not too far from the city. Walk a little longer and we will be there."

"Then let's go." Song Jing put an invisible protective shield on his body, and then added it to Bai Li, "This way, the sun won't make people feel so uncomfortable."

When talking about the Heavenly Calamity Festival in "Anecdote", it also mentioned two major organizations.

One is the funeral flower town in the capital city of the south, and the other is the Yan Yang Room in the northern heavy city, both of which are holy places for dancers that have been passed down for a long time.

When Su Yanyu led all the civil and military officials to Luoyun Mountain to pray for the blessings of the common people, that is, the origin of the Heavenly Calamity Festival, the lead dancer was the royal prince Su Liuli. So he performed a dance at the opening ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and he deservedly climbed to the peak of the Falling Star Cliff.Afterwards, with the support of Emperor Su Yanyu, Su Liuli established the largest dancer organization at that time, "Buying Flowers and Face Calamity". , Yan disaster to the world".

Afterwards, there was a disagreement within Yanyan, one group advocated showing a graceful and soft beauty at the Tianzhu Festival, and the other advocated a rough and unrestrained wild beauty.The dispute continued to expand in the torrent of time, and finally separated the two factions.

"The weather of burial flowers, the death of Yan disaster" is cut off in the middle, and the "Jianhua town" in the south and the "Yan disaster room" in the north are respectively achieved.The dance is famous in Jingchen Continent for its graceful and unrestrained dance.The Heavenly Catastrophe Festival is held every 50 years, and the selected dancers are either from the Funeral Town or the Yansai Room. It is completely a competition between these two places. By any chance, this is a huge difference in strength, regardless of forces and others.Therefore, all dancers hope to join one of the two, to get a better opportunity to practice dancing, and then tens of thousands of people will compete for a spot, and dance at the Heavenly Calamity Festival to beat all living beings.

Therefore, it can be said that all the talented dancers from Jingchen Continent are concentrated in Zanhua Town and Yanyang Room.

Song Jing glanced at Bai Li, who was as lonely as a green bamboo. Although he had never seen his brother dance, he was also a talented brother in the monk world. Even if he changed his career to be a dancer, he must have the same genius .Just looking at the walking posture, there is an atmosphere close to nature inadvertently, as if the bamboo leaves "rustled" in the wind.

However, Song Jing slightly slowed down her pace, staggered behind Bai Li, her eyes fell on Bai Li's straight back, and in her memory, the hideous scars on her back have faded away, otherwise, her brother would have no chance to enter the funeral flower Town's.

"Don't worry." Bai Li's voice was calm, "Xiao Jing, even if they don't want me, I can still find my own way. The dancers of the Tianzhu Festival are not all competing with Yan Huacho. You can choose in the disaster room. Idle dancers can also participate."

It's just that those idle dancers all failed before.

"Brother, have you been to the Yanxi Room?"

"Yeah." Bai Li said calmly, "I was rejected just because of the scar on my back."

Song Jing didn't know how many hardships Bai Li contained in this sentence, he loved dancing so much, and dedicated himself to dancing so much, but because of the scar on his back, he had to pay more than other dancers Only by working hard can there be some hope of touching the threshold of the Heavenly Calamity Festival.But even if you work hard, you may still not be able to achieve your ideals, and you will stand out among tens of thousands of people.The incompleteness of the body seems to be doomed, and it can only pass by the Heavenly Calamity Festival.

Because a beautiful body is the first basic condition for entering the selection of dancers in the Heavenly Calamity Festival.

"I believe in brother." Song Jing said softly, "Here in the funeral flower town, brother is just here to try it? If you still get..."

"If you are still rejected," Bai Li looked sideways at Song Jing, his narrow eyes filled with soul-shocking firmness, "I will still stick to my own way of dancing. Even if it is a slow groping, I can surpass everyone , reaching the extreme state of dance."

Song Jing nodded blankly. Bai Li has been striving for such an unwavering goal since he was ten years old. Even if he will face failure in the end, his life will be meaningful and there is no need to regret it.The heartstrings were touched in a certain place. Maybe I should have a goal and work hard for it.

Facing the dazzling sunshine, he counted in his heart, to survive the conspiracy, to heal Tantai Chunshui, to reconcile with Xia Yu, to take good care of the little wolf, to support his brother to achieve his ideals, and to protect those around him. The people who hurt them must pay the price.

Curving her thin lips and smiling, Song Jing only realized now that he still has a lot of things to do.

The goal of life is to make the people you like happy and let the people you hate live in hell.

First of all, let everyone settle down in the capital. Sun Xiaowu should also slowly plan to kill that guy Han Zhang.

The slender eyes became exceptionally clear for the first time, and Song Jing's pale face showed a firm and confident expression like Bai Li.

012 The Test of Entering Sankacho

Funeral Town is located in the north of the capital.

The north of the city is the most cultural and elegant place in the capital. The Youhua River, which runs through the capital and flows out of the imperial city, flows through the north of the city, creating a scene of poetry and songs on both sides of the river during the day and singing and dancing at night. scene.

The so-called talented poets, when they travel with friends, most of them choose to be in the north of the city.There is an elegant and comfortable environment for calligraphy and ink, there are [-] girls with outstanding talents, and there are casual acquaintances who sing and sing poems. Talking and laughing at Yan Yan, drinking and talking, it's easy.

Where the Youhua River passes, on the long shoreline, there are row upon row of water pavilions facing the water, which are quiet and elegant, and the one in the middle is the famous Burial Flower Town in the Shocking Continent.

Song Jing followed Bai Li through the bustling and lively streets, the further he walked north of the city, the more the noise of playfulness on the road diminished, until he completely entered the so-called land of ink fragrance, all he could hear was talk about Poetry, chanting and echoing whispers.Occasionally, people who are bold and unrestrained drinking each other and writing poems are seen on the roadside restaurant, but their demeanor does not violate the tranquility here at all. The weight of heroism makes people feel bold and open.

"This place is very suitable for you, Xiao Jing." Bai Li walked quietly on the street, his demeanor complemented the tranquility and safety of this place, as if he had lived here for a long time, and was baptized by Mo Xiangqing's songs over the years, and he was like a green bamboo. Elegant and clear.

Bai Li was talking about calligraphy and painting. Song Jing practiced the Xiao family's forbidden art "calligraphy and painting into Taoism", and he is still at the initial stage.Before, it was because there was not enough time to practice, and he couldn't concentrate on practicing in Tantai's house, so the progress was not very great.In this ink-scented place in the north of the city, if there are people who can communicate with each other, it will be extremely helpful to Song Jing's practice.

After all, Song Jing did have an unparalleled genius in calligraphy and painting, but the shock was so great that there may not be no other geniuses.Everyone's views on calligraphy and painting may be a great harvest for Song Jing, which can improve her own state of mind in painting and calligraphy.

Song Jing bent her thin lips: "I know, brother. I will come here often in the future. However, I think, brother, you are the most suitable for this place."

There is no intrigue, no greed and evil, everything is free and easy, and leisurely.

so good.Song Jing looked around at the bohemian or the gentle and wise people, all of whom had the air of a literati.The land of ink fragrance is like a piece of pure land, which can soothe people's hearts and cultivate their own sentiments.

"Whether I'll stay here or not, you'll know when you go in." Bai Li raised his head, and a huge white cloth with blue letters was hung high and flamboyantly, fluttering above his head, rolling out in the breeze. Layers of waves, light and unfettered.

The three big characters have a gentle and leisurely mellowness, like a moist font - "Jianhua Town", the handwriting is soft, and when I look at it, I feel like I can see a spring water flowing gently under the moonlit night, which is silent and unrestrained. It feels sweet to taste.

He raised his foot and stepped in: "Xiao Jing, wait for me outside."

This is the temple of dancers. Bai Li has an inexplicable persistence in his heart. Not only him, but all dancers think so. Only real dancers can set foot in the funeral flower town. Even if they can't join in the end, they can still dance , must be profound and loving.And those who have a shallow understanding of dance are refused to enter in Sanhuacho.

Song Jing also saw this kind of saying in "Anecdote", squinted her slender eyes, and waved her hand: "Well, I know, brother, you can go in by yourself, I will wait for you outside."

I am indeed a dancing idiot, Song Jing looks at the sky,