Chapter 697

His father-in-law is a woman. Where do you like a group of beautiful women singing and dancing?

The food table in front of me is full of delicious food and wine, and some delicious dried fruits, which are hard to eat in the north.

Jiang Pengji was eating dried fruit like a squirrel. At the tip of her ear, she heard the footsteps of more than 20 women outside the tent.

When the tent was opened, the red dancer in qingyishui, accompanied by the fragrance of Rulan, penetrated into it, making the whole handsome tent bright and beautiful.

Spices are added to the lamp oil. When burning, the bronze lamp will give off a strange fragrance.

In such a fragrant atmosphere, graceful dancers in red clothes, stepping on elegant and graceful orchestral tunes, dancing with the accompaniment of their companions, make people's eyes straight - the audience in the live broadcasting room screamed like a hungry wolf party. The content of the bullet screen has become another painting style, and the reward is like flowing water, full of enthusiasm.

[Emperor Hanwu]: don't they all say that the ancients didn't look good? Slap in the face - I thought the modern aesthetic standard was already very high. Now, watching the live broadcast room, I know that classical beauty is classical beauty, which can not be compared with net red face, and has a high degree of recognition.

[Chen Ajiao]: shouldn't you shameful Yan controlled dogs focus on music and classical dance?

Jiang Pengji's identity is the noble son of the gentry, but the audience in the live studio knows that she doesn't love luxury and prefers pragmatism.

This has also led to many years of serialization in the live studio. The audience has seen few banquets, but the quality of each one is very high.

According to the audience, many people took the videos of those banquets as the standard and 100% restored the ensemble music.

Some local tyrants even paid for an antique Music Festival, which has been held for four times.

Driven by the popularity of the live broadcasting room, China has set off a retro trend in recent years, and young people have begun to pay attention to ancient culture.

Jiang Pengji knows the importance of civilization to the inheritance of a race. As long as the impact is positive, she will be happy for them.

Some people have high consciousness, but more people are ordinary Yan control dogs. It is first-class and important to see beauty.

They could see that these dancers were carefully raised and should be private song and dance troupes in the backyard of dignitaries.

Each dancer has a high level of appearance, with beautiful facial features, slim figure, muscles like congealed fat and waist like spring willows.

Even if it is not a national beauty and beautiful, it is also a rare beauty.

All the beauties in red dress dance in the tent. Their eyes move and look forward to life, which makes people itch.

Jiang Pengji was holding a wine bottle in one hand and a food table in the other hand. Her eyes narrowed slightly. She looked at the dancers as if she was fascinated.

If you look carefully, it's not difficult to find that her eyes have been fixed on the dancer leading the dance, and her eyes move with them, burning like fire. Under the calm appearance, with the hot temperature, it seems to burn through the man's dance clothes and inspect her carcass with her eyes

Xu Pei noticed Jiang Pengji's appearance and smiled inside. The young man is a young man after all. Where can he resist the seduction of beauty?

He thought the other party was a young man with pure cultivation, few desires and excellent restraint. Now he looked, it was clear that he was a prude.

Yang Si, sitting in the row behind Jiang Pengji, was sweating when she saw her back and crooked head.

Lord, no matter how much you like your little sister, you don't have that crime tool. Do you remember your real gender?

"These dances are very unique." Jiang Pengji woke up from her infatuation and said to Xu Pei with a smile, "dancing is beautiful, people are more beautiful."

It's really warm!

"It's just a dancer kept at home. If a virtuous brother likes it, just pick one back and have the right to send it to you for his brother."

Among the gentry, not to mention the singers and dancers raised in the backyard, even if they exchange concubines, it is also elegant.

Jiang Pengji's expression moved slightly and her heart moved a little, but she restrained herself.

"How interesting is this? Look at their appearance. I think they have spent a lot of time on training. They are so expensive that they can't afford it."

Xu Pei said to the dancer who led the dance, "I have no eyes. I used to pour wine for Liu county magistrate."

The dancer Yingying bowed, stretched out her thin boneless hands and poured a glass of wine for Jiang Pengji.

The two were not far away. Jiang Pengji could smell the fragrance on her and asked casually.

"What spices did you use? It's delicious."

The dancer blushed and said shyly, "I never use spices. It's a natural fragrance."

Yang Si's expression became more stiff. He was wrong and he shouldn't have followed.

Such an occasion is more suitable for Fengzhen, a prodigal son. He is best at dealing with these Yingyan.

"Natural fragrance?" Jiang Pengji approached slightly and sniffed. In her eyes was the dancer's slender white neck and exquisite clavicle. Her expression was a little intoxicated. Even her always clear voice was a little dumb, which made people's ears soft.

"It's really a beauty. Even the fragrance is different."

"Liu county magistrate praised it."

"Can you do other dances?" Jiang Pengji asked her.

The dancer whispered, "yes."

Xu Pei, the "procuress" who drew the red line, clapped his hands, the music just dropped sounded again, and the leading dancer returned to the team.

Jiang Pengji said, "the dance and music are very novel. It feels very different from those in the north."

Xu Pei said with a smile, "the north is rough and heroic, and the south is gentle and small. The two customs are naturally different."

"Brother Xu has done a lot of research on this... I have often heard that brother Xu has many talents. It is said that he is the reincarnation of Wenqu stars in the sky. Unlike my younger brother, he has not loved reading since childhood and does not understand piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even my father often scolds me, saying that my younger brother has an elm head and seven orifices and six orifices - he knows nothing. My younger brother thought, if you have such attainments as brother Xu, my father would not have to sigh and train again and again..."

Jiang Pengji looked lost, like a frustrated teenager.

Where does Xu Pei believe this?

However, he is also an individual. Naturally, he will not expose Jiang Pengji's "modesty".

Under the intentional guidance of Jiang Pengji, Xu Pei and her topic slowly moved to the field of art.

Xu Pei also lived up to Jiang Pengji's praise. He looked young, but his attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were not shallow.

The audience lamented that if Xu Peisheng was a well-rounded artist in his time, once reported, he would be popular in China, good-looking and proficient in the four arts of gentlemen. So Tom Su's design will certainly be sought after by countless little fans, not even if he doesn't want to be angry. Unfortunately, Xu Peisheng was born in the wrong Dynasty and in a clan like the Xu family. Those skills can only be used in his spare time.

Having a good chat, Xu Pei glanced at the picture scroll at Yang Si's hand and asked casually.

"Was that painted by a virtuous brother?"

Jiang Pengji showed an appropriate expression of embarrassment, "My father often scolds me, saying that my younger brother is not good at learning, and the graffiti of a three-year-old child is better than my younger brother's. my younger brother is not convinced. He found the painting of Mr. Yuanjing's apprentice and plans to take it back to copy and study. Maybe he can learn something from it so that my father can scold me twice less. Brother Xu laughed. Jingrong, how did you bring out this painting?"

In the last sentence, Jiang Pengji was embarrassed. The audience in the live studio ordered countless "666" for her.