[Yinyu] Spring water surrounds Biancheng.

Chapter 8

To this day, Li Yu can't remember exactly how the two of them started. He only remembers that they were in love at that time, and everything that followed was a matter of course and a matter of course.And besides the two of them, there were only some guards and servants on Zhongshan, no one could control the dignified prince, so they were allowed to mess around.

Before you know it, spring goes to winter, the sky and the earth change colors, and the winter in the southern country is as cold as the bones, but for Li Congjia and Zhao Kuangyin, a close couple who are like glue, this small palace is full of spring harmonious.

Zhao Kuangyin was awakened by the sound of birdsong outside the window.

When he woke up, Cong Jia was sleeping soundly with his arms curled up on his pillow.

Looking at his profile, Zhao Kuangyin suddenly remembered the story of Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty and Dong Xian in the history books.

According to the records of the Han Dynasty, when Dong Xian was sharing the bed with Emperor Han Ai, he accidentally pressed the sleeve of Emperor Han Ai. Emperor Han Ai wanted to get up but did not want to wake Dong Xian, so he asked his attendant to take a sword and cut off his sleeve. sleeve.

Zhao Kuangyin sneered at it when he read it at the beginning, but now seeing his sweetheart's sleeping face, he suddenly understood, and then his heart itch.

Li Congjia was a scribe, and there were no such things as swords and weapons in the house. He did have a saber, but it cut iron like mud, it was too sharp, and if the sleeve didn't break, it would injure someone instead.

When he was worried and couldn't find a solution, Zhao Kuangyin suddenly remembered that there was a dagger in the bedside cabinet, which was given by his friend Congjia when he visited last time, and he threw it into the cabinet casually.

Zhao Kuangyin hastily stretched out his unrepressed arm, and groped for a while among all kinds of miscellaneous things before finding the dagger.

He kissed the eyebrows of his sweetheart, and then started his great career of cutting off his sleeves.

When he cut off half of the sleeve and took all the effort to get the sleeve off his arm, he suddenly discovered a problem.

His entire arm was under Li Congjia's pressure. Unless he broke his wrist, he would not be able to get up without waking Li Congjia, and even broke his sleeve!

Li Congjia's faint sigh came from his arms, "Are you done being stupid?"

Zhao Kuangyin: "... When did you wake up?"

"I woke up early." Li Congjia said, "I just want to see how stupid you will be."

Zhao Kuangyin: "..."

When Zhao Kuangyin finished telling the whole story, Li Congjia couldn't laugh or cry even more, saying that I am a dignified prince, and I should be my licentiousness, and my broken sleeve should be my broken sleeve.

Zhao Kuangyin was very dissatisfied when he heard this, and also because he lost face in the matter just now, as if he wanted to regain his position at the moment, he insisted on Li Congjia put away the half of his sleeves, and said that he would take this as their agreement love token.

The poor sixth prince has spent more than ten years in the flower garden, and he is used to using jade pendants and kits to make love. This is the first time that someone used a broken sleeve to make love, and Dang even absent-mindedly accepted it. .

The two of them still had business to do today, and they didn't dare to mess around for too long, so they got out of bed, changed their clothes and washed, and went down the mountain after a quick breakfast.

Today, Emperor Li Jing of the Southern Tang Dynasty hosted a banquet for all the ministers, including princes, princesses and ministers of the fifth rank and above.

In the main hall, cups were exchanged, cups were exchanged, court dancers were rehearsing a newly choreographed dance, and Li Jing sat on the top seat, watching all this with a smile.

"Today's dance is really beautiful." Li Congjia said with a smile to Feng Yansi who was sitting beside him.

"Yes, I heard that this dance was choreographed by Master Zhou's daughter herself."

"Oh?" Li Congjia became interested, "I know the daughter of the Taifu, she is only in her teens now, this dance is so grand and gorgeous, can a teenage girl do it?"

"Of course, I can assure you that this dance was made up by me alone." Feng Yansi said, "His Highness calls himself Zhong Yin, is it true that he really doesn't care about world affairs and hides himself in the mountains and forests?" He teased with a smile.

Li Congjia took the glass of wine that Zhao Kuangyin had poured out for him, and while sipping it carefully, he said, "It's because I'm ignorant."

"Master Zhou's daughter has always been good at talent, and she is extremely talented in music and temperament. Your Highness, you should really meet her, and she will definitely become a confidante!"

Li Congjia ate a few more bites of food, but he didn't care about it in his heart. He thought that the old masters in the palace had choreographed the dance and recorded it under the name of the high-spirited little girl, but he saw that Feng Yansi said it happily. , but also casually echoed twice.

During the time of talking, a beautiful dance has slowly ended, and graceful dancers come out with their wide sleeves flicked. When the teacher was about to announce the next song and dance, he suddenly heard the high-ranking emperor open his mouth.

"I've heard people say that Cong Jiaxin recruited a staff member who is skilled in martial arts and swordsmanship. How about letting him perform for us?" Li Jing said with a smile.

Li Congjia frowned, his heart tightened, and stopped Zhao Kuangyin, who was about to move forward after hearing this, and said: "Your minister, this staff member is no more than a countryman, and he has brute force. Where did he come from with high martial arts skills? Father, hurry up!" Don't embarrass him."

Li Hongji, who was sitting in front, said: "Your brother is not right. I have seen your staff before. They are talented and upright. It is not a problem to play Duan'er sword dance. Brother, you are too precious to your family." staff."

"Yes, yes, Cong Jia, just let him show his hands. I'm almost bored to death watching all the singing, dancing and feasting all day long." Taidi Li Jingsui chimed in.

Li Congjia's complexion was not very good-looking, he pursed his lips tightly, a little bit hard to get off.

Zhao Kuangyin patted his hand reassuringly, signaled with his eyes that he was fine, and then walked towards the center of the hall.

"Would you like to see Your Majesty, I have seen all the princes and adults, today I am really unprepared, just dance a Duan sword for everyone to see, I have the right to show my shame, and let all the adults have fun."

Li Jing nodded, looking at him with deep eyes.

Zhao Kuangyin took the sword handed over by the servant, weighed it lightly, and knew that the sword was just a decoration, it was fine for sword dancing, but not for killing people.

He couldn't help but feel a little funny, he was used to living in the north since he was a child, and he was used to seeing real swords and guns fighting with sticks. This was the first time he saw fake swords being used for banquets and entertainment.

The sword really danced heartily, every move was full of masculinity, sweeping away the extravagance and weakness in the hall, even Li Hongji, who was waiting to see a joke, couldn't help but gradually sat up straight.

He deliberately changed many moves that were too sharp, and changed the originally practical moves to be more fancy.However, it was due to inertia after all, Zhao Kuangyin sweated secretly, and could only pray that no one in the hall would recognize this set of sword techniques.

At the end of the dance, Grand Tutor Zhou Zong took the lead in shouting: "Okay!"

Li Jing on the high platform couldn't help nodding, "Not bad."

"It's been so many years since I've seen such an imposing sword dance!" Zhou Zong sighed.

Li Congjia still pursed his lips, but there were little smiles in his eyes.

There was admiration all around, and above the main hall, only Yan Wang Li Hongji's face became darker and darker.

"This sword dance is really good, but I don't know where Mr. Bai learned from?"

"Where is there any inheritance, but it was taught to me by a brother who retired from the army when he was traveling around."

"Oh? Your brother is from the Hou Zhou Imperial Army?"

"That's right, His Royal Highness King Yan is indeed well-informed."

"Of course I recognize it. Although you have changed many moves, you cannot change this sword intent. This sword technique was first created by Zhao Jing, and carried forward by his son Zhao Hongyin and the leader of the Hou Zhou Imperial Army. It is now considered the most popular in Hou Zhou A set of swordsmanship."

Li Jing clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, "Okay, that's enough, this dance looks good. Why do you ask so many questions? Come on! A reward of one hundred taels!"

Li Hongji frowned, and looked at his father dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything after all.

The small episode did not stop the magnificent palace Yan music. After the sword dance, the qin, lute, bell, drum and orchestra came up one by one. People will soon forget this episode. As for whose hearts this sword dance aroused? What kind of ripples, only the parties themselves know.

At the end of the banquet, it was already the dead of night, and Li Jing specially asked Li Congjia to stay in the palace for one night, and then go back tomorrow.

Feng Yansi was still chatting with Li Congjia about some poems and songs until he left the gate of the palace. Li Congjia was aroused, so he stopped at the door and listened quietly, interjecting a few sentences from time to time, but every sentence made Feng Yansi admire endlessly.

The two were talking, when the servant next to Li Jing suddenly trotted over.

"Please greet the prince, please greet Sir Feng, Sir Feng, His Majesty summoned you to Qinghui Hall."

Feng Yansi nodded, "Understood, I'm sorry to bother you, Eunuch."

He said to Li Congjia again: "I wanted to have a long talk with Congjia, but now it seems..."

"Now it seems that brother Feng can only have a long talk with his father."

Li Congjia accepted his words with a smile, and then bowed again, "Master Feng, see you later."