Chapter 466

I have received the land for you, Meng Chang, and I have also received the beauty matched with the land for you.

Zhao Kuangyin, who had this idea in his mind, although the banquet in the court had already begun happily because the staff arrived.

But most of his thoughts were on Mrs. stamen.

It was not until the inner court began to rehearse songs, dances and music on the square platform in front of him that he, like everyone, pulled his thoughts back to the performance on the low platform.

The female musician in the palace really has two brushes, which has brought the palace skill to a new level.

The female skills on the field are unique skills, blowing, playing and singing. The worst is a good voice like a yellow warbler.

Seduce everyone from the temptation of beauty, and immerse all their minds in the pursuit of performers.

As a somewhat wayward peerless beauty, her attention was robbed by others. Naturally, she was unhappy.

As the patron saint of Mrs. Huarui, how can Meng Chang let his careful liver be wronged a little?

So the two tired people coaxed each other with a whisper against their heads. After the wonderful song and dance, Meng Chang raised his head and raised his hand to Zhao Kuangyin with a smiling face.

"I've never heard of the singing and dancing skills of the New Song Dynasty. Today, when I see them, they are very pleasant to the eye and quite wonderful."

"I'm not afraid of your Majesty's jokes. I really don't have any great talent in governing the country, but I still have some experience in singing, dancing and music."

"A few days ago, I just wrote a new song and dance and let my love Ji rehearse."

"The minister is willing to make a show of ugliness and offer songs and dances on the Palace Banquet set up by his majesty. First, he praises the emperor's wisdom and martial arts, and second, he praises the state of the New Song Dynasty for thousands of generations!"

Flattery is good. If you want your mother-in-law to show her face, just say it.

But Zhao Kuangyin, the leader, was very satisfied. He twisted the beard on his chin and nodded, "I'm sure."

When his voice fell, Mrs. Huarui showed her big robe, stood up and gave a soft salute to Zhao Kuangyin: "thank you, your majesty."

With that, she walked slowly towards the dancers who gradually withdrew from the venue and made room for her because of her appearance.

Like demonstrating and advocating her sovereignty, Mrs. Lu Huarui walked very slowly, with complacency and arrogance that only women can perceive.

This made the palace ladies who were about to withdraw from the low platform and pass by, but they were very uncomfortable.

I don't know who it was, and I don't know which point to grasp. The feet of Mrs. stamen, who raised her head upward, seemed to be slightly tripped by something. Inexplicably, she lost her balance and fell towards the last step on the stage.

If Mrs. pistil took care of her image and supported the ground with her hands, it would be just an awkward tilt.

However, this meticulous woman, who has always been served by people, seems to be confused. She thought it was in the houshu palace. She fell and was helped in time.

Now she just takes into account her beautiful image and her key protected chest, so she exclaimed, hugging her clothes... And knocked on that step.

Meng Chang, who was shocked, forgot that this was Zhao Kuangyin's Palace Banquet. He hurriedly stood up in front of the case and wanted to run on the high platform.

But at this time, Meng Chang's brother, who was going to the banquet with him, pressed his brother's shoulder.

In the midst of this mistake, the people around the table found that the fallen Mrs. pistil didn't make any effective protection. She was facing down and let her forehead directly knock on the last step of the high table.

Seeing Mrs. Huarui lying on the steps, she did not move at this time. The palace ladies who had not been evacuated ran as fast as rabbits. In a moment, they all stood under the low platform and avoided the place where Mrs. Huarui fell... As far as they could.

Seeing this sudden situation, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't care about crying and laughing about this farce. He commanded the palace maids next to him to Nuo their mouths on the stage and ordered: "go and go up and see how Mrs. Huarui is. Don't bump like this."

In this moment of chicken flying and dog jumping, Gu Zheng, hiding in the trees, widened his eyes in surprise.

Because just after Mrs. stamen came to a face, a big red arrow gradually appeared on the back of her brain.

While the arrow dribbled, a soul from an alien world suddenly jumped out of a black hole and directly jumped behind the stamen lady's head. As soon as it didn't enter, it immediately integrated into it.

When the soul body is in place, the sign of the red arrow is also clearly displayed.

Pet imperial concubine system!

The golden instructions on one side also scroll out after confirming the purpose of the system:

Since ancient times, there have been favorite concubines all over the world. No matter they are cursed or famous, they are all sought after by everyone.

The power of this belief is easy. As long as the name of the beloved imperial concubine is extreme, she can stand at the top of the pyramid and be respected by thousands of people.

This imperial concubine system naturally came into being.

Assist the host and reach the peak of the imperial concubine.

Of course, after seeing the name of the system, Gu Zheng sighed helplessly. It's another useless junk.

Gu Zheng, who lost interest in the system in an instant, was immediately attracted by the words of Mrs. Hua Rui, who woke up slowly because of the invasion of the soul body.

Because now, touching the cross road knocked out on his forehead, the alien soul began to scold before he knew the situation. The first sentence when he came here was: "x! It hurts my father! What's this? It's knocking on the forehead!"

With Mrs. Hua Rui's original voice, it's awkward to speak such a fierce language.

When the people were stunned by Mrs. Huarui's reaction and were stunned at the scene, the confused soul touched his forehead and began to turn his head to look at the situation in the field.

As his head turned more and more slowly, and then gently lowered her head to look at her clothes, the stamen lady stared at her white and delicate chest, and she was dripping out of two tubes of very unpromising... Nosebleed.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, with a soul without temperament and two bloody noses, she will have no beauty at all.

Zhao Kuangyin on the stage was inexplicably happy.

But Meng Chang under the stage couldn't help asking Mrs. Hua Rui, who was still sitting on the steps, "Xu Ji, are you okay?"

At this time, a little maid in waiting on one side finally rushed to the bottom of the steps and handed a yellow silk handkerchief to Mrs. Huarui. As soon as the lady pulled it over, she buckled the handkerchief on her nostrils with her head up, and blocked the nosebleed with a twist on one side.

This heroic atmosphere seemed to change a person directly.

This performance made Zhao Kuangyin on the stage laugh: "what a wonderful person! Mrs. Hua Rui, you amused me before you performed. I'm too interested in your next performance."

"Is it okay for your body to perform a song and dance?"

This sentence was right. Meng Chang, who just wanted to refuse, choked back.

Hearing this, Mrs. Hua Rui, who was wiping the residual blood under her nostrils with a handkerchief, stopped at once, but after less than a moment of hesitation, she hugged Zhao Kuangyin and returned to: "take command!"

Then he rolled up his sleeves and stuffed the blood stained wrinkled handkerchief back into the hands of the little maid in waiting. He didn't forget to touch the back of each other's smooth hands before he reluctantly mentioned the skirt that was in the way. He stepped onto the stage and stood in the center of the stage.

After standing in the middle, Mrs. stamen carefully observed the clothes of the people on the stage again, and began to sing a small song that no one had heard at all.

As soon as the tune came up, Gu Zheng under the stage tutted. The one on the stage sang Li Yigang's song, which he rarely heard.

The singer, who is popular for his repertoire, most of his music styles are Chinese. He is very rare, but he is still very pleasant to hear.

This song is also a fitting occasion. The name of the song is the riverside picture of the Qingming Festival.

Unexpectedly, this later soul ball turned out to be a smart man. When singing the song, it was automatically translated into the Mandarin of the New Song Dynasty.

After Mrs. Huarui on the stage finished singing with this light voice, the effect was surprisingly good.

Although the accompaniment didn't keep up, Zhao Kuangyin, who sat at the top, slapped his face.

"OK! Mrs. Huarui is indeed a talented woman in Sichuan after the earthquake. This song has a folk flavor. It's really catchy and easy to understand."

Mrs. Hua Rui, who stood in the middle with a big face, bowed her hand and received a reward from Zhao Kuangyin.

"Thank you, your majesty!"

After this bow, Mrs. Hua Rui looked at Meng Chang's direction under the grandstand with a complex face, reluctantly took her skirt and walked down again.

Wronged, Wei found his seat, sat down in front of the table and began to look melancholy.

The rest of the inexplicable visitors, how to communicate with her current gold owner? This is not what Gu Zheng should worry about.

Instead, he focused all his attention on Zhao Kuangyin, who felt very wrong.