Get on the wrong sedan chair and marry the right wolf

Ling Qiufan's complexion didn't change, he just felt that Manyan Tea Fruit looked dull in his eyes, "Ma'am, I just joked. I have been pampered and respected since I was a child, and abide by boudoir etiquette, even if I like music, I only love elegant strings. How could Huanxin use such a method?"

At that time, Wei Yueyan's song "Song of King Xiang" was so loud that she won the prize of the lady who was the oiran on the first floor of Jinling. It is inevitable that it will be introduced into the official circle of Jinling.Since Wei Yueyan dared to do it, he was not afraid of leaving any hidden dangers. Don't say that rumors are unfounded, even if there is real evidence, it can be regarded as a romantic anecdote that happens every day in Jinling City. He was impeached in front of the court.

But now at the flower viewing banquet, Liu Shi hastily mentioned it, and explained the matter on the grounds of making the beauty smile, Ling Qiufan didn't believe that the other party was just envious of the so-called love.After all, at the banquet where the widowed Princess Zhaoren served as the host, she praised others for their deep love between husband and wife, either because the fun was too little or the fate was too long.

Therefore, it is not appropriate to admit this matter, and it is not appropriate to deny it. It is better to practice Tai Chi and go back and vaguely speak whatever these women think.

Mrs. Liu never expected that this little lady from Wu County would answer like this. A few words would completely suppress her next attack. Being in the Yueji Tower, it is to admit that I am a second-rank imperial wife but associate with people who are in the brothel, which is really demeaning.But if you confess that there are no witnesses for these things, you are embarrassing others by using hearsay news, and you are making a fool of yourself.

She twisted her handkerchief to cover the corners of her mouth, and eased her embarrassment, "Never mind anything else, General Wei's drum music is the second in Jinling City, and no one dares to be the first. I also revealed it at a farewell banquet. Looking at it from a distance through the gauze curtain, it really changes the color of the world and the majesty. Thinking about such a superb skill, there is only one person in Jinling City, and I dare not do what others think."

The corner of Ling Qiufan's mouth tugged a little bit, and if he couldn't force it, he retreated to advance?It's a pity that Liu's self-righteous trick will eventually become a laughingstock, "The frontier soldiers used flesh and blood to protect Daxia's territory by singing and dancing. Audiences who are used to silk, bamboo and elegant music suddenly heard the pre-war drum music, as if deep Once the daughter's family, who had been hiding in the boudoir for more than ten years, came to the battlefield, the fire and blood rain replaced the emerald embroidered mantle with emerald beads, the iron armor and cold bow replaced the brocade and neon clothes, there were no carved railings and painted buildings, no fairy music fluttering, only the shouts of fighting filled the eardrums And the sound of guns and halberds piercing the chest. I think that as long as there is respect for the soldiers, everyone can play the shocking drum music."

As far as this is concerned, not only did he not refute anyone's face, nor did he belittle his own identity, but he kept Wei Yueyan's reputation, and even killed an upcoming ups and downs in the cradle.Regardless of whether someone mentioned it in the official circle of the capital before, no one will make a fuss about it from now on.

Liu's mouth was slightly open, and she didn't recover for a long time.

"Good words."

A female voice came from afar, and the clasps of the rings were lightly tapped as they moved. All the women raised their eyes and saw that the person who came was today's host—Princess Zhaoren.

Two rows of palace maids followed neatly behind, and Zhaoren Shi came over, everyone stood up and saluted until Zhaoren took the main seat, and then returned to their seats.Ling Qiufan has never met Princess Zhaoren, but he also knows that this princess is a widow. The mastermind of the Jinling massacre before, and the son-in-law who was executed and beheaded by the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment is her husband.Although everyone in the court knew that Wei Yueyan and Qu Quan had been at odds for many years, they couldn't escape this brother-in-law relationship after all.What's more, Ling Qiufan knew that Zhaoren had come to the General's Mansion to ask Wei Yueyan for help. According to what Zhan Jin said about Princess Zhaoren abandoning her umbrella and leaving angrily that day, Wei Yueyan should have rejected her.

Therefore, before going to the banquet today, Ling Qiufan already had a bottom line in his heart - even if Zhaoren couldn't do anything to her on the spot, he would never make her feel better.

Ling Qiufan looked at the empty seats around him, wondering if he should be glad that Xue Ji didn't come at this time, so he didn't have to follow her to be bullied.

"Madam Su Wenwei has a beautiful heart, today I can see you." After Zhaoren finished the ceremonial congratulatory speech, the conversation turned to Ling Qiufan. She was sitting on the table at this time, wearing a The goose yellow su brocade set off the golden hairpin and pearls on the bun, if you don't think about her past deeds and only talk about her skin, she is really a beauty as bright as the sun.

"Princess's praise, how can I be a concubine?" Ling Qiufan replied lightly, pulling the corner of his mouth slightly.

Zhao Ren glanced back and forth between Ling Qiufan and the vacant seats beside her, and picked up the wine bottle with a smile, the cool wine reflected in his eyes like countless floes of ice, "As Mrs. Wei said, today's Guotai Minan River Qinghaiyan is The soldiers traded their lives for it. Today, the emperor hosted a banquet in the previous dynasty and led all the civil and military officials to farewell General Wei and the soldiers, so this palace should offer a glass to Mrs. Wei on behalf of the mother."

After the words fell, all the female relatives also raised their wine glasses to respect Ling Qiufan.

A polite smile floated on Ling Qiufan's face, Luoluo generously raised his own cup to accept the grandiose toast, and quickly speculated about Zhaoren's next plan in his mind.In fact, although she is Wei Yueyan's wife, everyone knows who the protagonist is at this banquet, and Zhaoren raised her to such a height to make it difficult for her to step down.

Sure enough, after the etiquette is over, the sharpness begins to show.

"In the past, at farewell banquets, General Wei would beat drums in the vestibule to boost morale. Since she officially worshiped the Twelve Guards Generals, the soldiers have no such blessing." Zhaoren expressed regret, and Ling Qiufan who was at the banquet heard her say His complexion completely sank.

When Mrs. Liu said it before, she already had a point in her heart. The purpose of soldiers beating drums in front of the battle is to boost morale. What kind of thing is beating drums in court?The banquet held by the Holy Majesty is full of civil and military officials and their families. At most, several generals and lieutenants are present at the banquet. Why is it to boost the morale of the soldiers?Hearing what Zhaoren said, she finally understood that Wei Yueyan came from a poor background and was a woman. Although she is now a third-rank official official, she has a lot of glory, but if she is not married or commits herself along the way, she will always be treated unfairly and humiliated.

Now I have the right to refuse to be pulled out like a monkey to perform skills, how wronged should I be when I couldn't refuse?A girl went to the battlefield before she could reach her age, and her best years were spent in bloody battles. She risked her life to climb up step by step, and finally climbed up to be an official in the former dynasty, but she couldn't get the due courtesy and was thrown away. Confusion and embarrassment without real meaning, without power and identity, can only smash teeth and swallow blood.

The ice cubes stored at the flower viewing banquet have melted and it is difficult to fan out the cool breeze. Several court ladies have already started to add new ice reserves.Even Ling Qiufan, who was always cold and not afraid of heat, also had a little sweat on her forehead, but at this moment she felt cold all over her body.

"Madame Su Wenwei is very good at rhythm, and she can play the piano well. Why don't you take advantage of this farewell feast to play a song for the soldiers who are about to go far away, and wish them a triumphant return?" Zhaoren finally revealed her purpose, Leaning back slightly, he looked at Ling Qiufan with a frosty complexion on the mat.

Ridiculous, simply ridiculous!

Not to mention that Zhaoren's request is too difficult, there is no reason at all.However, the reason she found for declaring her personal revenge was exactly what Ling Qiufan couldn't refute at this time. Combined with the series of actions of the toast just now, any words of refusal would be pale and powerless in the present, and it would be easy to be labeled by others.

Ling Qiufan didn't know about the entanglement between the empress and Wei Yueyan, she just suddenly wanted to understand why the empress asked Zhaoren to attend on her behalf today.Princess Zhaoren's domineering and domineering nature has been heard all over the court and harem. Even if she offends the general's wife and sends someone to apologize later, she should ask for a step down, and it will always be easy to deal with it afterwards.Who made the princess have such a temper?

But in hindsight, the current unwillingness is the hardest to endure.

With a plan in mind, Ling Qiufan's frosty cheeks spread out suddenly, his willow eyebrows slightly raised, and he said happily: "It's Daxia's luck that Your Highness has such a heart, and I am definitely willing to cooperate. But since I want to play with all the officers and men, here is the reward." Playing at the flower banquet is a bit unsatisfactory. How about another day—"

"The officers and men will go on a long journey tomorrow. Another day? Can it be changed?" Zhaoren expected that she would refuse, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Since Mrs. Wei thinks it is inappropriate for this flower viewing feast, why not?" Go directly to the vestibule to play, what does Madam Wei think?"

"This..." Ling Qiufan looked puzzled, "Although there are generals in the front yard, I feel uneasy when I think of the soldiers practicing under the scorching sun..."

What Zhaoren was waiting for was her words, "Then it's better to go directly to the front of the barracks. It's my great fortune that Mrs. Wei has such a heart."

Seeing Ling Qiufan lowered his eyes and said nothing, Zhaoren picked up the silk-painted landscape fan from the table and fanned himself in a leisurely manner, "In ancient times, Liang Hongyu played drums to fight against the Jin soldiers, and that Liang Hongyu was also the general's wife. Mrs. Wei Do you think that this palace is humiliating you?"

Ling Qiufan got up solemnly, and saluted generously, "How dare you, I just obey His Highness's order."

Zhaoren smiled in satisfaction, picked up the chopsticks in a good mood and picked up the geese stacked in the shape of petals——

"Your Highness," Ling Qiufan still maintained the original posture, his long eyelashes drooping down to cover the pool of autumn water, he couldn't see his expression clearly: "I want to play "Han Hua Ling"."

"Yes."

"The concubine has heard that His Highness has studied swordsmanship since childhood, so why not ask His Highness to dance the sword while the concubine is playing music, what does Your Highness think?"

The silver chopsticks originally held in Zhaoren's hands were smashed onto the table with a "snap", "Bold!"

"The song "Yanhua Ling" sings about Lin Siniang, the general of Yanhua, who has no fear in the face of the enemy soldiers approaching the city. The root of the royal family is also a noble concubine. The concubine just wants to ask His Highness to dance a sword dance for this hero to boost morale. Does this also humiliate His Highness?"

As the words fell, Ling Qiufan suddenly raised his eyes, the hesitation and cowardice on his face had long since faded away, his eyes were like a smile but not a smile, and he shot at the person on the main seat like an arrow.