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Chapter 455 Empire Collision Peerless Sword Dance

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    Everyone understood that Li Longji was teasing Chen Wanrong.  The wedding season is when everyone is happy, this is the icing on the cake, and everyone is laughing.  Even Chen Laoshi kept saying: "This emperor is so funny! So funny!"

    Mrs. Chen Wang even wiped her eyes and laughed so hard that she was out of breath: "Your Majesty is so interesting!"

    Getting married is to be festive and happy. With this incident, the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Although Chen Wanrong was teased, he was still happy and said with a smile: "Everyone, have fun, I'm going to the bridal chamber."

    "Hey! You are so rude and thick-skinned!" Li Longji's eyes widened and he pointed at Chen Wanrong and said, "I am the master of ceremonies. If I don't speak, can you enter the bridal chamber?"

    Chen Wanrong laughed and replied: "Your Majesty, getting married is your own business. I think you can just enter the bridal chamber."

    "Thick-skinned!" Everyone accused Chen Wanrong in unison, and ended up laughing.

    Even Ruizong pointed at Chen Wanrong and said with a smile: "This Wanrong is really interesting."

    Li Longji thought for a while and said: "Go, go! We won't waste your precious time."

    Regardless of everyone¡¯s comments, Chen Wanrong took Zheng Qing to the bridal chamber.  Li Longji looked at Chen Wanrong's back and shook his head: "What a shameless person!"

    He did not expect that if Chen Wanrong was not thick-skinned, he would not know what tricks he would come up with to torment him.  In order not to tease him again, it was better to enter the bridal chamber as early as possible.

    With a frown, Li Longji waved to Princess Yuzhen. Princess Yuzhen came up and asked in a low voice: "Third brother, what do you want to see me for?"

    Li Longji whispered in her ear for a while, and Princess Yuzhen couldn't help laughing, and burst into laughter: "Third brother, I was just about to deal with him, but I didn't think of Zhe. You gave me such a good idea, thank you.  "

    With a wave of her hand, Princess Yuzhen left with light steps, as if she had encountered a great happy event.  Princess Jinxian was a little curious and asked: "Sister, what did the third brother say?"

    Princess Yuzhen tilted her neck and said mischievously: "Sister, you will know when the time comes."

    Chen Wanrong pulled Zheng Qing into the bridal chamber, closed the door with his backhand, picked up Zheng Qing, put her on the bed, rushed over, and pulled off the red hijab on Zheng Qing's head. She saw that the lady was lightly applying makeup and her eyebrows were bright.  White teeth and a pair of flexible eyes were looking at him.

    Chen Wanrong had seen the beauty's dressing style many times, but it was not as energetic and joyful as today. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. Without saying a word, he hugged the beauty in his arms, caressed her soft cheeks, and said with a smile:  "lady!"

    Zheng Qing was stunned, and lightly hit Chen Wanrong's chest with her right fist, and started to complain: "You are teasing people again. It's so ugly!"

    Chen Wanrong held her pink fist and said with a smile: "The gift is done. If you are not my wife, what else can you be? Call me husband!"

    "If you don't bark, don't bark!" Zheng Qing tilted her neck, very naughty.

    Looking at the charming look of the sweetheart, Chen Wanrong was so beautiful that he kissed the sweetheart on the lips, and Zheng Qing kissed back passionately.  The two kissed each other, unaware of the passage of time.

    It wasn't until her mood recovered a little that Zheng Qing said, "Ms. sir, I'm going to watch the sword dance later. Eating meat, removing the bed and fanning, removing hats, flowers, stripping, and fanning will all be held after watching the sword dance."  , is it done?"

    Gongsun Sword Dance is so rare that anyone would be moved. Chen Wanrong understood her mood: "Yes, yes, but you have mentioned so many etiquettes, and each etiquette requires a poem. If you can  Can¡¯t it be less?¡±

    "This is common etiquette. Do you think it can be omitted?" Zheng Qing asked, blinking her eyes.

    ?????????????????????????????? In modern marriages, it¡¯s time to move into the bridal chamber, and then it¡¯s over for a while.  Not so in the Tang Dynasty. There were many more etiquettes, and having a wedding ceremony was just one of them. Eating animal meat, removing the bed fan, removing the hat, removing flowers, stripping, and fanning a lot, and every step had to recite a poem.  Poetry, don¡¯t think about it without poetry.

    Chen Wanrong is not afraid of memorizing Tang poetry.  However, there are no Tang poems that Chen Wanrong is familiar with that can be used in these etiquettes. It is impossible to hold a wedding by reciting "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds", right?  Chen Wanrong got a headache when he thought about it, a real headache.

    Of course it would be good to omit it, but Zheng Qing is right. This is the basic etiquette of marriage in the Tang Dynasty. It would be unfair to Zheng Qing if he did not recite poems.

    When Chen Wanrong was in a daze, Zheng Qing encouraged him: "People believe that my husband is very talented and has good poetry."

    We just went to Zheng Mansion. If it weren¡¯t for Wang Han¡¯s help, Chen Wanrong would have been in trouble.  After hearing this, Chen Wanrong thought very depressedly, "I had known that I would travel to the Tang Dynasty, the country of poetry, and even get married."For so many years, the broken drumsticks have been kept. As of this year, there are exactly thirty cabinets.  "

    Li Guinian was greatly encouraged: "Your Majesty, I will definitely work harder."

    "That's good!" Li Longji waved his right hand, and the drumstick hit the drum surface with a thud.  His sense of music was so good that it seemed to hit people's hearts. Many people exclaimed "Ah!"

    Immediately afterwards, the drumstick in Li Guinian's hand was smashed, and there was another sound.  Li Guinian is a very outstanding musician in Chinese history and is known as the Saint of Songs. His musical sense is not inferior to that of Li Longji. This sound is surprising.

    Amidst the rumbling sound of Jie drums, Gongsun Lan came to the open space wearing strong clothes, holding a long sword, and walking in lotus steps.  He cupped his fists, lightly opened his lips, and said in a lotus tone: "You're showing off your ugliness!"

    The long sword in his hand was swung out like lightning!  Although it was only a wave, it had an aura of its own, like lightning flashing across the sky, which was particularly breathtaking.

    Chen Wanrong had seen Lou Hong¡¯s sword dance on the shores of the Weishui River, and it was very good.  However, compared with Gongsun Lan's sword dance, the gap is too far.  To say how big the gap is, it should be the difference between a beginner and a master.

    "Okay!" The sky-high sound of the lottery sounded, and everyone was elated and excited.

    Ruizong¡¯s eyes widened, he kept nodding his head, and said over and over again: ¡°What a sword dance, what a sword dance!¡±

    Amidst the sky-high applause, I saw the long sword in Gongsun Lan's hand as if it were a long dragon, swaying freely and wantonly, always so touching, and every swing is always beautiful.

    As the sword continued to be waved, people's expressions changed significantly.  Chen Zairong once danced with Lou Hong. He benefited a lot and realized some sword principles that he didn't understand.  Now he was enjoying Gongsun Lan's sword dance, which inspired him even more. He kept waving his hands, trying to figure out the sword skills.

    Sima Chengzhen¡¯s eyes widened and he couldn¡¯t help nodding in approval.  After a while, Sima Chengzhen, like Chen Zairong, began to dance and join the ranks of trying to figure out the swordsmanship.  While he was trying to figure it out, he murmured to himself: "If I could see this world-shaking sword dancer as soon as possible, my swordsmanship would be greatly improved!"

    The inspiration given by Gongsun Jianwu is real and not imaginary.  Zhang Xu just appreciated Gongsun's sword dance and made great progress in calligraphy. His cursive calligraphy became famous throughout the ages and was revered as the "Sage of Cursive" by future generations.

    Guo Qianguan's eyes opened wider and brighter, and he murmured to himself: "Unfettered, like a horse flying in the sky, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. If soldiers can do this, who else can be the enemy? It must be a military strategist.  Holy, it must be Sun Wu and his ilk! If he had seen this sword dance earlier, Guo¡¯s military skills would have made great progress. Although he is not as good as Sun Wu, he is still a big improvement. It¡¯s a pity! It¡¯s a pity! I just saw it today!¡±

    Amidst everyone¡¯s surprise, two discordant drum beats sounded. It was Li Longji and Li Guinian who had forgotten their spirit while enjoying the sword dance, and the Jie drum did not keep up with the rhythm.

    The two of them woke up with a start, and hurriedly cheered up and started playing the drums again, so as not to cause the drum sound to lose its rhythm!  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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