Chapter 72： stepping

Yang Dejin said that in the original book, the envoy of Shuobei acted as a demon in the Zichen Palace, holding on to the wedding, which made Li Fu and her courtiers unable to step down, and made foreigners laugh.

Therefore, even though the banquet was always filled with a peaceful and happy atmosphere, Li Zichou was still a little uneasy, and he didn't even have time to carefully appreciate the singing and dancing on the field.

With Bai Qingyang's interruption, Li Zichou was so shy that he had no time to think about it.

There were so many people in the Zichen Palace, and many people saw the little movements of the empress, some were secretly speechless, some were thoughtful, and some were ecstatic.

Yeludeira also saw it, and he looked back, raised his glass and took a sip with great interest.

The nectar enters the throat, mellow and silky.

"What do you think, Brother Wang?" Ayigul asked.

"Unexpected." Jerodia said pointingly, and after putting down the glass, he added, "It's more exciting than kumiss."

Ayigul asked again: "Are you used to drinking?"

"It's a piece of cake."

The two royal families in Shuobei played guessing riddles in this room, and Bai Qingyang in that room did not forget to keep an eye on the movements in the hall. She took out the ability to watch all directions and listen to all directions by placing it on the court hall, and no movement in any corner escaped her eyes.

While staring at the movement in the hall, Bai Qingyang stretched out his palms in front of Li Zichou.

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Li Zichou's puzzled silence made Bai Qingyang turn his head.

Li Zishou didn't know, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Qingyang seemed to take it for granted: "Spitting out seeds?"

Li Zichou glanced at the palm in front of him, and instantly understood, Bai Qingyang wanted to spit the seeds into her palm himself? !

Li Zichu has a thin skin, she can't do this, she tilted her head slightly and said, "No seed."

Bai Qingyang frowned, and said with certainty: "There are seeds." She just ate them.

"I swallowed it." Li Zifu turned his head away from looking at her, his ears turned red.

"..." Bai Qingyang slowly withdrew his hand, "Okay..."

After thinking about it, I felt that it was necessary to remind me, so I added: "Don't eat the seeds next time."

Li Zishou: "...OK."

Yang Dejin, who has been observing here: what are you doing? What did Bai Qingyang say? Li Zichou's reaction is so strange?

Xie Zhi glanced at Yang Dejin lightly: "Do you care?"

Yang Dejin didn't look back, but subconsciously replied: "A little bit."

Xie Zhi: ...

This person specially ran to sit next to her. At first, he felt very happy, but Yang Dejin looked at the little girl from a foreign race, and at the other two, but he didn't look at himself...

Xie Zhi thought about it, and was stunned: when did he become so greedy for her gaze?

Yang Dejin didn't notice Xie Zhi's stupefaction, and nudged her with his elbow: "Hey, you said, if Shuobei knew that we didn't plan to marry the princess at all, what would be his reaction?"

Xie Zhi came back to her senses, she felt a little strange, and asked in a low voice: "How does Your Highness know that His Majesty doesn't intend to get married?"

Although Li Zishou showed an attitude of discord, she did not explicitly say that she would reject the marriage when she was in the court, and she only mentioned it to the cabinet ministers when she was in the court.

Yang Dejin paused at the movement of cutting melons with a knife, and responded very quickly: "Just because of that person's strange temper, can foreigners run wild in her hall?" Refers to plum reward.

Xie Zhi let out an oh, and reluctantly accepted the explanation, but he always felt that something was weird.

Before she could figure out why, someone in the hall suddenly stood up and shouted, "I want to offer a toast to Emperor Dasheng."

Li Zichou's heart skipped a beat in fright, thinking that this is it?

Take a closer look, huh? Not the prince of Shuobei.

It is Diyin Ashinaque from the Turkic tribe.

Bai Qingyang was next to her, and could clearly feel Li Zichou's surprise, she comforted him with some amusement: "Your Majesty, take a sip." After speaking, she handed over the tea in front of her.

Li Zichou said thank you awkwardly, then held up the cup of tea and looked straight at Ashina Que, and asked, "Why does Di Yin respect me?"

Ashina Que: "I think Dasheng Guozuo is long and powerful, and I admire it." He said the truth, but Li Zifu didn't believe it.

—Is it a test?

Before Li Zishou could respond, another voice suddenly sounded outside the hall: "Que Teqin has a heart, and with your good words, Dasheng will definitely become more prosperous."

People in the hall looked outside the hall one after another, only to see a warrior wearing shoulder armor and holding a long sword stepping in.

After a while, he came to the center of the royal road, cupped his fists and saluted: "Your Majesty, I am late, please forgive me."

A few days ago, Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi, who had heard that Zhong Lin had returned to Beijing: ... This one also likes to act.

Li Zishou and Bai Qingyang who met Zhong Lin yesterday: ...the timing was really good.

Ashina Que, who thought Zhong Lin had resigned long ago: ... *Turkic swear* Why is this old thing still there? !

Li Zichou: "No problem, General Zhong came back just in time."

The palace servants stepped forward and took away Zhong Lin's saber for safekeeping.

"It just so happens that I'm a little thirsty. I'll pick up Que Teqin's glass of wine. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Li Zifu naturally agreed: "Come here, pour wine for General Zhong."

Ashina Que's face was a bit ugly, no one would be too happy to see the enemies who were fighting desperately on the battlefield showing off their might in front of them.

Zhong Lin took the wine bottle, and sat down directly in the newly added seat, and then raised his glass from a distance to signal. He didn't want to, but he wanted to go to Ashina Que to have a drink with him. He drank as much as he drank, and even clinked glasses with him.

Little harm, highly insulting.

Ashina Que's complexion was even worse!

Yang Dejin's tongue clicked: Is this a face-riding output...

Zhong Lin's coercion was there, and Ashina Que's frowning fake smile looked a bit hideous. Next to him, the Turkic Right Wise King Dun Yugu supported his forehead, and after Zhong Lin walked away, he pulled him back to sit on the cushion.

Dun Yugu hated iron but steel: "Why are you messing with him if you have nothing to do?"

Ashina Que: "...Did I provoke him?" Didn't the surname Zhong come here by himself? !

Li Zishou and Bai Qingyang were so far apart, and they felt Ashina Que's depression to some extent, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Li Zichou was still holding the cup of tea that Bai Qingyang gave her, Zhong Rin had blocked the Turkic toast for her, and this cup bumped into Bai Qingyang's cup.

"I respect you." After Li Zichou finished speaking, he drank it down.

Bai Qingyang blinked, picked up the teacup and drank it dignifiedly.

The little episode just now was like a stone thrown into a lake, after stirring up waves of ripples, it returned to calm. The singing and dancing is still going on, and the people below are chatting about their own things.

Li Zishou really thought that the meeting would end like this, until—

"Your Majesty, I have a proposal."

Li Zichou looked at the owner of the voice: "..." Isn't this coming...

Bai Qingyang had expected it in his heart, so he was not surprised. Xie Zhi, who was at the bottom, looked ahead, also calmly. Although Yang Dejin didn't know exactly what he was going to do, she knew that Shuobei was going to start acting like a demon.

Li Zichou: "Prince Diela, please tell me."

The person who spoke was the prince of Shuobei, Yeludeira, who got up and walked to the center of the hall.

The dancers who performed the neon clothes and feather clothes came off the stage one after another, and the guests were still immersed in the ethereal and dreamy aftertaste, but they heard Jeludia said:

"It's rare for all the states to gather here today, and Shuobei is willing to present music for the fun."

Hearing this, Yang Dejin leaned close to Xie Zhi and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean? He wants to sing?"

Sitting around were all colleagues from the Sixth Department, Yang Dejin obviously didn't realize that the distance between the two of them was a little too close at the moment, but Xie Zhi was quite happy, and replied "I don't know either" in a good mood.

Actually know.

Zhang Keji saw his subordinates who had completely fallen: at least not in public...

The other doctors looked away one after another: they couldn't see it.

Li Zichou didn't know what Yeludeira wanted to do. After thinking for a second, he asked, "Princess Ayi?"

Jeludia shook his head: "It's me."

The prince of Shuobei is going to perform in person!

Everyone in the Zichen Palace was very interested, this is rare to see, I don't know what kind of dance he is going to perform.

Bai Qingyang knew Yeludeira's purpose for doing this, and she had already figured out how to deal with it. When Li Zichou asked Bai Qingyang with his eyes, she nodded.

Then Li Zichou said, "Then please go ahead, Prince."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress." Yeludiel gave a grassland salute very politely, then walked to the seats where the musicians were, and explained a few words to them.

The leading musicians seemed a little hesitant, and looked in the direction of the queen as if asking for help.

Li Zichou didn't realize it, he focused his eyes on Yeludie, it was Bai Qingyang who signaled that he could play, and then the musicians nodded and put on a posture.

Jerudia returned to the main hall and took his seat. The musicians in the back row waved the drum hammers in their hands. Amidst the dull reverberation, people seemed to hear the clang of marching footsteps.

In the center of the hall, Yeludila closed his eyes with his hands folded, as if he was listening to the tremors in the air. The audience held their breath and kept their voices together, their eyes focused on one place.

The frequency of the drums became more and more rapid, and suddenly, after a period of silence that was too short to measure, the pipa, konghou, guzheng and shengxiao were played together, magnificent and majestic.

Jerudia opened his eyes suddenly, raised his hands and feet, and followed the rhythm of the music. It seemed that the music was controlling the dancers, but in fact, the dancers were interpreting the music with crisp and powerful movements.

"He's playing this broken formation music alone?!" Ji Zhuilu couldn't help but let out a low voice, leaning forward, and managed to resist standing up directly.

Dasheng's courtiers more or less reacted.

Breaking the array is a martial art, a large-scale court music that needs to be arranged and directed. It is no problem for Yeludeira to play this alone, the problem is that the song he chose is "The Music of Lie Di Breaking the Battle"-this was once the military song of the Dasheng army.

Emperor Lie went to the battlefield in person when he was young, and fought south and north. Even Shuobei, who is known as the galloping wolf of the prairie and the flying eagle of the sky, is also very afraid of him.

Shuobei didn't want to be an enemy, and was willing to intermarry the two countries to make Qin and Jin good. It's just that the prairie people have lived peacefully for decades, and after the death of Liedi, they started to stir up again.

Everyone present had a clear idea of ​​the meaning of Yelu Dieta's "The Song of the Emperor Breaking the Battle".

Li Zichou frowned, she didn't know what was so special about this piece, but she could guess that Yeludeira would definitely mention the marriage.

The drums sounded again, on the contrary, the sound of other instruments gradually became smaller.

At the end of the song, after making so many dramatic movements, Yeludeira was still able to do a job with ease, with a calm expression on his face.

"Wonderful." Li Zichou praised without hesitation.

"Her Majesty the Empress appreciates it." Yeludiala replied.

"Come here, reward."

"Your Majesty," Jeludia said, looking directly at Li Zichou, "I don't need any other rewards."

Li Zishou also cooperated with him very much: "Then what does the prince want?"

"I hope that the two countries can continue the bond between Qin and Jin and maintain diplomatic relations."

Li Zishou: "..."

What is she saying?

The author has something to say:

Yang Dejin: The two above seem to be talking.

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