The bright lights of the palace were scattered and the stars in the night sky were also flashing with each other. The stars were shining brightly and the lights were shining. The two were shining each other, making the palace and pavilions covered with a layer of mist.
There are dozens of pots of moon-white jasmine flowers piled up at the corner of the platform of the Jiaoxiang Hall. A refreshing night breeze blows by, and the elegant fragrance like smoke and mist drifts away, like a pair of infinitely gentle beautiful hands, gently teasing the heartstrings of people under the moon.
In the spring palace, the candles are brilliant, the palace maids are shuttled, the fragrance is blowing, and the words are swaying.
Today, Zhao Kuangyin was here to celebrate the wedding of Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Guifei in advance.
The table was filled with fresh fruits, honey, snacks, etc., but they were just arranged according to the situation.
However, the dozens of flower teas made by Fanxiu Palace are particularly novel, including the fragrance of peony water, the fresh lotus jade dew, the peony spring, the osmanthus dew, the citron soup, etc., which are dazzling and various patterns, either fresh, rich, or moist, all of which make young palace concubines feel fresh and interesting and amazed.
As the time of the ceremony approached, the concubines and ministers had already taken their seats in order. The flowers were covered with orioles and the sounds of orioles were chanting. The fourth lady was put on a noble dress and sat upright beside Zhao Kuangyin. Queen Song sat on the other side, Zhan Long sat on the third table on the left, and his eyes were on Zhao Kuangyin who was sitting upright on the rolling dragon chaise. Zhan Long thought to himself: I can't think of a solution, the fourth sister is going to become this bastard woman.
Zhao Kuangyin glanced at the entire palace with a majestic and sharp eyes. Seeing the ministers in the palace finishing their worship, he raised the jade cup in his hand and said loudly: I, I am the second day of August, tomorrow is the happy day for me and Concubine Yang. Today I am with you and I am the best music and dance in the palace, and come and sing and dance for you... I am the beloved, come, drink this cup with me, and I will be the eternal future for my Song Dynasty!
In the palaces, wearing colorful and thin cicada clothes, the kabuki music, holding pipa, flute, flute, guzheng and other silk and bamboo string music floating up to the hall gracefully, with melodious music, long sleeves dancing, singing and dancing to peace...
Zhan Long turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him. He looked at the various fine wines on the table and picked out a red rose from Miaojiang. This was the strongest wine. Zhan Long poured it into a bowl and drank a big sip of the strong wine. For some reason, his body began to feel a little chilled. The strong wine in his mouth burned his mouth, esophagus and stomach, which diverted his perception of severe pain in his lower body.
Zhan Long felt better. After tasting the sweetness of the anaesthetic wine, he poured the pot of wine glass after glass...
The palace music and dance are still continuing. The song of the colorful clothes and feathers edited by Emperor Xuanzong in the prosperous Tang Dynasty has been circulated several times. Recently, it was described by the palace servants of the previous dynasty into a dance.
It was also the first time Zhao Kuangyin watched. Looking at the gorgeous dancer with a graceful waist, a few younger officials were already a little fluttering. After drinking a few cups of imperial wine, he seemed to be unable to control himself. His lustful eyes stared at the plump palace guru in transparent gauze...
Zhan Long's ears were filled with the graceful tone of the song of the colorful feathers, but his eyes were still staring at the scarlet and thick palace pillar in front of him, slowly exerting his skills and regulating his qi. The severe pain between the two seemed to be relieved under the influence of the strong wine, but a trace of cold numbness became heavier and he felt that the coldness in his whole body was even worse than before, so he drank desperately, and with the effect of the strong wine, his body was a little warmer. Soon, the pot of wine was seen.
When the Princess Jin saw Zhan Long neither watching the dance nor listening to the song, she poured and drank the "strong wine" on her own as if no one else was around. Seeing the cold sweat oozing out of Zhan Long's forehead, the Princess Jin quietly lowered her voice and asked: Liulang, are you feeling uncomfortable? You have to drink less to avoid getting drunk and losing your manners.
Zhan Long smiled sadly: Godmother, I won’t be drunk. I have drunk the wine in the pot. I haven’t had a three-week wine yet, so I won’t be able to add wine again.
Princess Jin said again: Well, since you have drunk it, you can also watch the emperor's new music and dance. Everyone applauded and praised it. If you don't even take a look at it, it would seem a bit arrogant.Cheng He Taitong Zhanlong drank the strong wine. Although he was not drunk, he felt a little drunk. He actually laughed at the Princess Jin: Godmother, what are the good things about these dances?Not as good as you, godmother...
Princess Jin blushed: Little bad guy, this is the main hall. How embarrassing if you are serious and you are heard?
The silk and bamboo rose again, and the hall became quiet. Zhao Kuangyin changed into a bright yellow thin satin cloak, and only wore the golden silk crown that he usually wore when he was in daily life. He walked to the imperial desk with Yang Guifei's hand, sat down casually, and said to the ministers: My dear, I will bring Yang Guifei and my beloved daughter to enjoy you together at this good night. After Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, he took the fourth lady and Princess Xiuning to sit down, looked down, and said: My dear, what are the music and dance just now?Pan Renmei hurriedly stood up and bowed to pronounce: Your Majesty and I are all happy, I am so honored that I have never appreciated such a wonderful dance.
Zhao Kuangyin said: Today, I am very excited. Now I will give a title for today’s banquet. All the officials can use this title as the basis for a word. I will include the good poems in the palace and are called singing by the church room.
The ministers immediately whispered to each other, and Zhao Kuangyin said to those who were from the top scholar and Jinshi, "You all can show your skills."
I heard from Zhao Kuangyin: To use the limited use of the lyrics "Quail Sky", write a lyric that nostalgia and expresses love, you must have an ancient song name embedded in it. Each sentence must have at least one lyrics name, and you can only use part of the lyrics, but it must have more than two characters. There must be more than twelve lyrics, and at least two star names must be embedded in it to remember this good night.It is best to write about people or things that have something to do with the princess and the king.Which young talent does well? I will drink a bucket of fine wine with him.
After Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, there were constant whispers in the hall, but no one answered.
Zhao Kuangyin ordered the eunuch to hang up a white silk and prepared cinnabar pen and ink, which means that the people who were seeking to write lyrics on this white silk for everyone to watch.
The white silk has been hung for a while, and no one answered it. Not to mention the younger generation, even the great scholars who are well-read in poetry and books have begun to scratch their heads. The emperor’s question was a bit too difficult. He asked not to use lyrics to write lyrics, but also to have nostalgia and the number of lyrics... Those ministers who wanted to show off their good performance in front of the emperor were anxious because they had no choice.
King Zhao Guangyi of Jin thought for a while and shook his head, but saw Zhan Long reaching out to pick up another pot of strong wine and sip it into the bowl. Liulang, can you try it?
With a bang, the silver wine pot was slapped on the wooden table by Zhan Long, and it was immediately lowered half. The sound seemed extremely loud in the hall where there were only a few whispers and were busy with the idea. Zhan Long stood up with a three-point drunkenness, shook it, held the Gongzhu with his hand, and raised his head. Everyone's eyes, including Zhao Kuangyin, Queen Song, the fourth lady, and Princess Xiuning, stared at him together, and turned red slightly after speaking the national face, his high sword eyebrows and a pair of big and bright eyes were even darker.
Although the lips with angular ridges under the high and straight nose are not blood-colored and even have a grayish-white color, they reveal youthful fearlessness and courage at the corners of the mouth. The jaw is clear, the Adam's apple is prominent, the broad shoulders, and the slender figure all exudes vigorous male charm.
Zhan Long burped a drink. Seeing everyone staring at him, he realized it in a daze. He walked slowly forward without saying a word. He took the brush from the eunuch, dipped it in thick ink, lifted the right bowl, and walked on the white silk. In just a moment, Zhan Long waved it, threw the pen, turned around and walked, walked for two steps, stopped again, bowed to the emperor, then floated away, went straight back to his seat, and sat down.
The eyes of all the civil and military officials in the palace are focused on the huge white silk. The elegant and graceful cursive script is a song called Quail Sky (Note: Although Liu Ge is a time traveler and has never practiced calligraphy, his soul travels through time. His current body retains Yang Liulang's own civil and military skills)
Ziwei recalls Qin'e in the east mountain, Zhuque is in love with autumn waves in the west river, frost, morning horns are clear and peaceful, moon is on the Guazhou to worship Miluo, Zhaojun resents, strong wind sings, like a dream in the south, it has become yesterday, the young man sings the song of Yangguan, waves wash away the sand and the rivers are all!
At this time, a benevolent person began to count according to the emperor's requirements. After a while, the eunuch in the palace held the emperor's handwriting and wrote a letter to everyone loudly: This poem contains 13 lyrics inlaid by the Chinese Communist Party, namely: Impression Qin'e, the moon in the west, the autumn waves, the morning horn in the frost, the pavilion on the moon, the resentment of Zhaojun, the resentment of Zhaojun, the resentment of Nan Kezi, the young man, the Yangguanqu, the Langtaosha, and the Guanhe Ling. There are three ancient songs: Ziwei Bagua Dance, Great Wind Song, and Yangguan Song. There are two names of stars: Ziwei and Suzaku. The people and events mentioned: Qu Yuan jumped into the Miluo River, Princess Zhaojun went out of the frontier, a dream in the south Ke, and a king of Western Chu. The first two sentences of this poem are neatly matched, and I am very happy! Liulang's talent is several times better than Xiangruzijian!
Zhao Kuangyin stood up at this time, held up a white jade husk in his hand, and said to Yang Ye with a smile: With such a beautiful son, I am very jealous of Yang Qing’s blessing!Come, Yanzhao, I have said, I am a good author, I will drink this huh with you!
Zhao Kuangyin walked off the imperial throne and came to Zhanlong with a white jade hu. When Queen Song saw it, she quickly pulled up Princess Xiuning's hand and followed the fourth lady. Zhanlong looked up and saw Zhao Kuangyin, the fourth sister, the empress and the princess were all standing in front of her. The Princess Jin pulled Zhanlong's robe sleeve with her hand and whispered: The emperor's kindness is to drink good wine with you, thank you very much.
Zhan Long then realized it and quickly bent down to bow. Zhao Kuangyin held it, and looked at Zhan Longlang with a bright look and said: Liu Lang is both civil and military, and is very handsome. I love it very much. In the future, I will be my great Song Dynasty jade pillar and a golden beam to build a sea!Come, drink this cup with me. When Zhao Kuangyin turned around, he saw Princess Xiuning on the side and smiled slightly: Ning'er, why not pour a glass of wine for me, a talented man in the temple. Princess Xiuning saw that she watched Zhan Long's handsome face up close, and was full of excitement. She immediately stepped forward to get a glass of wine for Zhan Long and handed it to Zhan Long with both hands.
Zhan Long bowed and bowed: What kind of virtue does the minister have? How dare you help the princess? I am ashamed of accepting him. Zhao Kuangyin smiled: Liulang, don’t be too polite, I will accept him soon, I am still waiting to drink with you.
There are dozens of pots of moon-white jasmine flowers piled up at the corner of the platform of the Jiaoxiang Hall. A refreshing night breeze blows by, and the elegant fragrance like smoke and mist drifts away, like a pair of infinitely gentle beautiful hands, gently teasing the heartstrings of people under the moon.
In the spring palace, the candles are brilliant, the palace maids are shuttled, the fragrance is blowing, and the words are swaying.
Today, Zhao Kuangyin was here to celebrate the wedding of Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Guifei in advance.
The table was filled with fresh fruits, honey, snacks, etc., but they were just arranged according to the situation.
However, the dozens of flower teas made by Fanxiu Palace are particularly novel, including the fragrance of peony water, the fresh lotus jade dew, the peony spring, the osmanthus dew, the citron soup, etc., which are dazzling and various patterns, either fresh, rich, or moist, all of which make young palace concubines feel fresh and interesting and amazed.
As the time of the ceremony approached, the concubines and ministers had already taken their seats in order. The flowers were covered with orioles and the sounds of orioles were chanting. The fourth lady was put on a noble dress and sat upright beside Zhao Kuangyin. Queen Song sat on the other side, Zhan Long sat on the third table on the left, and his eyes were on Zhao Kuangyin who was sitting upright on the rolling dragon chaise. Zhan Long thought to himself: I can't think of a solution, the fourth sister is going to become this bastard woman.
Zhao Kuangyin glanced at the entire palace with a majestic and sharp eyes. Seeing the ministers in the palace finishing their worship, he raised the jade cup in his hand and said loudly: I, I am the second day of August, tomorrow is the happy day for me and Concubine Yang. Today I am with you and I am the best music and dance in the palace, and come and sing and dance for you... I am the beloved, come, drink this cup with me, and I will be the eternal future for my Song Dynasty!
In the palaces, wearing colorful and thin cicada clothes, the kabuki music, holding pipa, flute, flute, guzheng and other silk and bamboo string music floating up to the hall gracefully, with melodious music, long sleeves dancing, singing and dancing to peace...
Zhan Long turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him. He looked at the various fine wines on the table and picked out a red rose from Miaojiang. This was the strongest wine. Zhan Long poured it into a bowl and drank a big sip of the strong wine. For some reason, his body began to feel a little chilled. The strong wine in his mouth burned his mouth, esophagus and stomach, which diverted his perception of severe pain in his lower body.
Zhan Long felt better. After tasting the sweetness of the anaesthetic wine, he poured the pot of wine glass after glass...
The palace music and dance are still continuing. The song of the colorful clothes and feathers edited by Emperor Xuanzong in the prosperous Tang Dynasty has been circulated several times. Recently, it was described by the palace servants of the previous dynasty into a dance.
It was also the first time Zhao Kuangyin watched. Looking at the gorgeous dancer with a graceful waist, a few younger officials were already a little fluttering. After drinking a few cups of imperial wine, he seemed to be unable to control himself. His lustful eyes stared at the plump palace guru in transparent gauze...
Zhan Long's ears were filled with the graceful tone of the song of the colorful feathers, but his eyes were still staring at the scarlet and thick palace pillar in front of him, slowly exerting his skills and regulating his qi. The severe pain between the two seemed to be relieved under the influence of the strong wine, but a trace of cold numbness became heavier and he felt that the coldness in his whole body was even worse than before, so he drank desperately, and with the effect of the strong wine, his body was a little warmer. Soon, the pot of wine was seen.
When the Princess Jin saw Zhan Long neither watching the dance nor listening to the song, she poured and drank the "strong wine" on her own as if no one else was around. Seeing the cold sweat oozing out of Zhan Long's forehead, the Princess Jin quietly lowered her voice and asked: Liulang, are you feeling uncomfortable? You have to drink less to avoid getting drunk and losing your manners.
Zhan Long smiled sadly: Godmother, I won’t be drunk. I have drunk the wine in the pot. I haven’t had a three-week wine yet, so I won’t be able to add wine again.
Princess Jin said again: Well, since you have drunk it, you can also watch the emperor's new music and dance. Everyone applauded and praised it. If you don't even take a look at it, it would seem a bit arrogant.Cheng He Taitong Zhanlong drank the strong wine. Although he was not drunk, he felt a little drunk. He actually laughed at the Princess Jin: Godmother, what are the good things about these dances?Not as good as you, godmother...
Princess Jin blushed: Little bad guy, this is the main hall. How embarrassing if you are serious and you are heard?
The silk and bamboo rose again, and the hall became quiet. Zhao Kuangyin changed into a bright yellow thin satin cloak, and only wore the golden silk crown that he usually wore when he was in daily life. He walked to the imperial desk with Yang Guifei's hand, sat down casually, and said to the ministers: My dear, I will bring Yang Guifei and my beloved daughter to enjoy you together at this good night. After Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, he took the fourth lady and Princess Xiuning to sit down, looked down, and said: My dear, what are the music and dance just now?Pan Renmei hurriedly stood up and bowed to pronounce: Your Majesty and I are all happy, I am so honored that I have never appreciated such a wonderful dance.
Zhao Kuangyin said: Today, I am very excited. Now I will give a title for today’s banquet. All the officials can use this title as the basis for a word. I will include the good poems in the palace and are called singing by the church room.
The ministers immediately whispered to each other, and Zhao Kuangyin said to those who were from the top scholar and Jinshi, "You all can show your skills."
I heard from Zhao Kuangyin: To use the limited use of the lyrics "Quail Sky", write a lyric that nostalgia and expresses love, you must have an ancient song name embedded in it. Each sentence must have at least one lyrics name, and you can only use part of the lyrics, but it must have more than two characters. There must be more than twelve lyrics, and at least two star names must be embedded in it to remember this good night.It is best to write about people or things that have something to do with the princess and the king.Which young talent does well? I will drink a bucket of fine wine with him.
After Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, there were constant whispers in the hall, but no one answered.
Zhao Kuangyin ordered the eunuch to hang up a white silk and prepared cinnabar pen and ink, which means that the people who were seeking to write lyrics on this white silk for everyone to watch.
The white silk has been hung for a while, and no one answered it. Not to mention the younger generation, even the great scholars who are well-read in poetry and books have begun to scratch their heads. The emperor’s question was a bit too difficult. He asked not to use lyrics to write lyrics, but also to have nostalgia and the number of lyrics... Those ministers who wanted to show off their good performance in front of the emperor were anxious because they had no choice.
King Zhao Guangyi of Jin thought for a while and shook his head, but saw Zhan Long reaching out to pick up another pot of strong wine and sip it into the bowl. Liulang, can you try it?
With a bang, the silver wine pot was slapped on the wooden table by Zhan Long, and it was immediately lowered half. The sound seemed extremely loud in the hall where there were only a few whispers and were busy with the idea. Zhan Long stood up with a three-point drunkenness, shook it, held the Gongzhu with his hand, and raised his head. Everyone's eyes, including Zhao Kuangyin, Queen Song, the fourth lady, and Princess Xiuning, stared at him together, and turned red slightly after speaking the national face, his high sword eyebrows and a pair of big and bright eyes were even darker.
Although the lips with angular ridges under the high and straight nose are not blood-colored and even have a grayish-white color, they reveal youthful fearlessness and courage at the corners of the mouth. The jaw is clear, the Adam's apple is prominent, the broad shoulders, and the slender figure all exudes vigorous male charm.
Zhan Long burped a drink. Seeing everyone staring at him, he realized it in a daze. He walked slowly forward without saying a word. He took the brush from the eunuch, dipped it in thick ink, lifted the right bowl, and walked on the white silk. In just a moment, Zhan Long waved it, threw the pen, turned around and walked, walked for two steps, stopped again, bowed to the emperor, then floated away, went straight back to his seat, and sat down.
The eyes of all the civil and military officials in the palace are focused on the huge white silk. The elegant and graceful cursive script is a song called Quail Sky (Note: Although Liu Ge is a time traveler and has never practiced calligraphy, his soul travels through time. His current body retains Yang Liulang's own civil and military skills)
Ziwei recalls Qin'e in the east mountain, Zhuque is in love with autumn waves in the west river, frost, morning horns are clear and peaceful, moon is on the Guazhou to worship Miluo, Zhaojun resents, strong wind sings, like a dream in the south, it has become yesterday, the young man sings the song of Yangguan, waves wash away the sand and the rivers are all!
At this time, a benevolent person began to count according to the emperor's requirements. After a while, the eunuch in the palace held the emperor's handwriting and wrote a letter to everyone loudly: This poem contains 13 lyrics inlaid by the Chinese Communist Party, namely: Impression Qin'e, the moon in the west, the autumn waves, the morning horn in the frost, the pavilion on the moon, the resentment of Zhaojun, the resentment of Zhaojun, the resentment of Nan Kezi, the young man, the Yangguanqu, the Langtaosha, and the Guanhe Ling. There are three ancient songs: Ziwei Bagua Dance, Great Wind Song, and Yangguan Song. There are two names of stars: Ziwei and Suzaku. The people and events mentioned: Qu Yuan jumped into the Miluo River, Princess Zhaojun went out of the frontier, a dream in the south Ke, and a king of Western Chu. The first two sentences of this poem are neatly matched, and I am very happy! Liulang's talent is several times better than Xiangruzijian!
Zhao Kuangyin stood up at this time, held up a white jade husk in his hand, and said to Yang Ye with a smile: With such a beautiful son, I am very jealous of Yang Qing’s blessing!Come, Yanzhao, I have said, I am a good author, I will drink this huh with you!
Zhao Kuangyin walked off the imperial throne and came to Zhanlong with a white jade hu. When Queen Song saw it, she quickly pulled up Princess Xiuning's hand and followed the fourth lady. Zhanlong looked up and saw Zhao Kuangyin, the fourth sister, the empress and the princess were all standing in front of her. The Princess Jin pulled Zhanlong's robe sleeve with her hand and whispered: The emperor's kindness is to drink good wine with you, thank you very much.
Zhan Long then realized it and quickly bent down to bow. Zhao Kuangyin held it, and looked at Zhan Longlang with a bright look and said: Liu Lang is both civil and military, and is very handsome. I love it very much. In the future, I will be my great Song Dynasty jade pillar and a golden beam to build a sea!Come, drink this cup with me. When Zhao Kuangyin turned around, he saw Princess Xiuning on the side and smiled slightly: Ning'er, why not pour a glass of wine for me, a talented man in the temple. Princess Xiuning saw that she watched Zhan Long's handsome face up close, and was full of excitement. She immediately stepped forward to get a glass of wine for Zhan Long and handed it to Zhan Long with both hands.
Zhan Long bowed and bowed: What kind of virtue does the minister have? How dare you help the princess? I am ashamed of accepting him. Zhao Kuangyin smiled: Liulang, don’t be too polite, I will accept him soon, I am still waiting to drink with you.
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