"The little girl is not talented, and she has a little research on dance, but if the adults are going to fight this way, then the little girl will not bother."
After Hai Han said this, she turned around and left.
This sentence made Hu Fu break out in a cold sweat.
He hurriedly called Hai Han who was about to leave, and said: "Don't go, I was wrong just now, this is not a trick, it's a dance, it's a dance."
If he admits that he has made a move, his death can be attributed to Xingguo today.
No matter which country it is, envoys from other countries are not allowed to come and fight at their own state banquet.
The sword dance can still be tolerated, although there is some discomfort, but it is difficult to say anything.
Hai Han smiled slightly, gently raised the golden hairpin in her hand, and said: "My lord, the little girl is not talented, so she will show her shame."
The orchestra played music quickly, stretching gracefully. Hai Han moved lightly, holding a golden hairpin in her hand, a girl in white clothes, a golden hairpin, the hairpin used by Concubine Wan Gui is only worn when attending a formal state banquet, King Xing Personally rewarded, elegant and solemn, full of aura.
At this moment, pinched between Hai Han's pale fingers, it doesn't look like a hairpin. Instead, it looks like a saber that was popular among the princes in Xingguo a few years ago. The only difference is that the hairpin is longer and sharper.
Hu Fu has some kung fu, but the saber in his hand is not sharpened.
However, the tip of the hairpin in Hai Han's hand is faintly shining with a cold light, and her movements are also tricky. Hu Fu is strong and strong, but not as flexible as Hai Han. The sword in his hand was separated, and it was able to pass through Hu Fu's defense at the back. The most recent time, the tip of the hairpin was able to poke Hu Fu's hard shoulder muscles.
Hai Han is dexterous, but the natural strength gap makes it difficult for her to use the hairpin to cause any damage to Hu Fu. At most, she only makes two gestures, which looks scary.
Hu Fu became more and more angry, and wanted to teach this woman a lesson, but Hai Han was like a loach, and she couldn't catch it. After all, Hu Fu's saber was shorter than a regular long sword. Without sharpening the blade, he was quick to think, and was about to hit Hai Han hard with the back of the sword.
But Hai Han cupped his hands and said: "The little girl is showing her ugliness, Mr. Hu's dancing skills are really superb."
The word "dance" in her words was very heavy. How could Hu Fu know any dance skills? His "martial arts" is almost the same.
After all, Hu Fu is still a civil servant. Although he is naturally stronger than Xingren, he does not have so much combat experience. Otherwise, a show like Hai Han would have been taken down long ago.
In the face of absolute power, any skill is flashy.
Hu Fu suffered a terrible loss, but King Xing said happily: "The daughter of the Hai family is really good! Although you lost to Hu Fu in the dance competition, this king sees your courage, and reward Yu Ruyi a pair!"
Haihan blessed the body, "My daughter, thank you for your grace, may your majesty live a thousand years, and prosper the country and live a long life."
Sea family?
Zhang Wuchen paused, and a hint of surprise flashed in his long and narrow peach eyes.
How many sea families are there in the court?
As soon as he thought of this, he saw Tai Tuo standing out from the group of officials and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
Taifu Hai.
Zhang Wuchen's ears suddenly flashed what his father had inadvertently mentioned a few years ago.
"The current Taifu's surname is Hai. He was a good friend of your father's back then. One day while drinking under the tree, he agreed to marry you and Hai Taifu's eldest daughter You still don't believe it. They exchanged eight characters and wrote The one who wrote the marriage letteryou brat, don¡¯t you marry? If you don¡¯t marry, don¡¯t call me daddy!¡±
Could this smiling white-clothed woman in front of me, the woman I've been dreaming of all this time, be my fianc¨¦e?
A sip of wine in Zhang Wuchen's mouth suddenly choked into his throat, he coughed twice quickly, and coughed out the wine.
He didn't move much, except for a few officials who heard it, no one else noticed the movement here at all.
Just at this moment, Concubine Wan Gui suddenly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have a merciless request."
Although Concubine Wan Gui is extremely gorgeous, her elegant appearance is like a white lotus emerging from the mud in a lotus pond, fresh and refined, gold and jade seem to be her foil.
"allow."
King Xing looked at his favorite concubine, Concubine Wan Gui had no power, and she was able to sit in her current position only by her ability to observe words and feelings.
She said: "Today's Xingguo Daqing State Banquet, the prosperous land and the rich people should not only be grateful for His Majesty's governance, but also not forget the struggle and sacrifice of our ancestors, filial piety.The Concubine Tai once created the Song of Sending the King, not only for the first emperor who personally conquered, but also for the thousands of soldiers who fought for the country. "
"And Han'er is the best at sending you off to the king's dance. If His Majesty allows, let Han'er go to change clothes and perform a piece of sending you off to the king's dance in person."
Back then, Concubine Xiaode danced all over the city, even in neighboring countries, they have heard of the peerless elegance of sending the king to the dance.
Hu Fu's complexion suddenly sank. At the beginning, Concubine Xiaode created a song to send off the emperor in order to drive the emperor himself.
The war that caused the emperor to personally conquer was the most tragic war between Xingguo and Yan.
Now dance a song to send off the king at the state banquet, don't forget the sacrifices, what sacrifices, the soldiers who died in the battle with Yan?
The darker Hu Fu's face was, the better King Xing's face became.
"allow!"
King Xing even warmly greeted Hu Fu and said, "Master Hu has never seen the famous Song of Sending You Off. I didn't know that Mr. Hu's dancing skills are so high. Today, I would like to invite Mr. Hu to appreciate it seriously!"
When King Xing spoke, Hu Fu couldn't help but to save face, so he reluctantly nodded.
Hai Han went to the back to change clothes, and it didn't take long before she was ready.
There are not only musicians who play music in the court, but also dancers who are good at dancing.
The prelude to Sending You Off was played briskly, and a row of dancers followed the rhythm. They were wearing close-fitting gauze skirts, with graceful postures, floating into the Golden Palace like a colorful cloud.
Zhang Wuchen had also heard of Song Junwu before, but he had never seen or heard of it.
?I thought it was a sad and mournful farewell song, but I didn't expect the prelude to be so passionate.
Following the rhythm of the music, Hai Han in red appeared among the dancers. Her face was wearing a veil made of gold pieces, and as she danced, it shone with dynamic golden luster.
Her dance gown clung to her soft curves, and her exposed wrists were white and delicate.
Slender fingers, smooth eyes, and soft waist.
What is dancing is the tenderness of the little daughter, and the lingering love of not leaving her husband for a long journey.
Zhang Wuchen couldn't look away from her at all.
He suddenly heard the young official beside him mutter, "The daughter of the Tai Tuo is beautiful, but it's a pity that she is matched with a country husband, and the jade beads are dusty."
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