After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 6

[Chapter 6 Dance One Piece]

The stone boat has a dragon head and a phoenix tail, and the stone is carved. Now the first dragon is sitting on the prince in a black uniform. The prince of Rongqin County is on the left, the future prince concubine Liu Erniang is on the right, and the rest are on both sides.

Inside the boat is quite lively, with silk and bamboo strings, singing and dancing.

When Zheng Wan came up, almost everyone saw her, Jiang Sanniang gave a “Aah”, covered her lips and said in surprise, “Miss Wan, I forgot to reserve your seat, why don’t you sit in mine?”

The first position of Yilong is extended, and the farther the seat is, the lower the status.

At this point, there were only a few vacancies left in the stern.

The audience here are all the sons and daughters of officials and family members who can count in the capital. Who doesn’t know who? This Jiang Sanniang said that she would give up her seat, but her buttocks did not move, which was obviously a mockery.

Thinking about the fact that Zheng’s daughter, who even the county owner had to give three points when she traveled on a bicycle, was now unable to keep her seat, and she had to make a sigh of relief that she had to fight with the sons and daughters of the sixth- and seventh-rank junior officials.

Zheng Wan took a panoramic view of everyone’s expressions, shook her head and refused:

“It’s not necessary.”

When she came in, she saw Qingpao Langjun, who was resting with his eyes closed at the tail of the cabin, and she was quite agreeable to such a situation. Zheng Wan went straight back and sat directly next to Cui Wang, “It’s good to sit here.”

“Lang Jun, we meet again.”

Zheng Wan lowered her head, her cheeks flushed crimson at the right time.

Cui Wang’s eyes were light:

“It’s a coincidence.”

Not a coincidence.

Zheng Wan thought to herself.

For Cui Wang, there is a great opportunity on the second floor of the Shifang. He could not be here – otherwise, how could she come up obediently just by inviting Rong Qin with a few words?

The dancer in the cabin’s light shirt is barefoot and bare-bellied, dancing a whirlwind dance. The lively rhythm of the hanging drums makes the atmosphere in the Shifang even more enthusiastic.

The corner where Zheng Wan was sitting seemed to be isolated from the world, so quiet that the needles could be heard falling.

That’s all for her. Cui Wang was more like the clay sculpture of a gold-encrusted Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall. He didn’t move, didn’t say a word, and he didn’t know any exercises. After sitting next to him for a long time, he felt sharp and piercing, which was really hard.

Zheng Wan can be considered to have personally experienced the so-called “thousands of sword qi” and “coercion over the body” in the book. This is still restrained… She straightened her waist to make herself sit more straight, and when Hu Xuanwu finished, The dance girl slammed her head on the ground, begging for a reward, and couldn’t help but sighed:

“I’m still a guest today, but he’s going to be a prisoner… Maybe tomorrow, I’ll be even worse than this pity dancer.”

To the end, the voice was so weak that only the wind around his mouth could hear it.

But Zheng Wan knew it, and Cui Wang could hear it.

A cultivator has sharp ears and clear eyes, unless he is unwilling to listen.

For him, everything within a 100-meter radius can be heard.

Cui Wang still didn’t answer.

… really hard-hearted.

Zheng Wan sighed in her heart, but saw that Rong Qin looked at her with narrowed eyes:

“Wan Niang and the savior had a good conversation.”

“……Oh.”

Zheng Wan nodded, “Indeed.”

Only being the first prince’s cruel eyes is drizzle.

Rong Qin raised her eyebrows slightly. She also wore a cloud brocade in the color of the morning sun, and her face was covered with powder. It’s a pity that she is young, and there are always some disobedient bulges that destroy the beauty.

“Since ancient times, beautiful women have been matched with heroes. If Lady Wan is happy, she can ask Lord Shoufu to report to the Holy Master as soon as possible, and the Holy Master will surely be willing to marry you and this gentleman, and achieve a good story, so as to avoid many criticisms of my royal family– ”

“Brother Prince, do you say yes or no?”

As soon as he said that, the prince has not yet expressed his position, but the little lady in Feifu next to him answered:

“The county chief is wrong.”

“Then the second sister Liu will share with me, what’s wrong?”

“Nowhere is right.”

“The Zheng family ruined the relatives in the first place, and the scumbags were in the back. This is the first crime. It is the second crime to hide the fact that you have withdrawn from the relatives and want to marry the second married daughter to the heavenly family. ”

“The Holy Master is not to be held accountable, it is magnanimous and benevolent. The Holy Master is to investigate, it is to show the magnificence of my court’s law and warn the people.” Liu Erniang bowed her hands to the imperial city, “Thunder, rain and dew, all are the kindness of the king. , what can the minister have to say?”

The prince loosened his tight chin a little, gave the second lady of the Liu family a glance in approval, and said lightly:

“Aqin, eat some juice. This is a tribute from Fanbang. It took a lot of effort to make it into juice. It’s very sweet and refreshing.”

Rong Qin was almost frightened, and rolled his eyes secretly, these two are a good match, one fake Taoism, the other fake affectionate, they are used to holding the banner of tiger skin.

Even though the front seat was arguing about the matter of her Zheng family and wished to be directly killed, Zheng Wan always straightened her back and didn’t say a word.

Cui Wang glanced at her, then turned his head blankly.

Rong Qin saw that Zheng Wan was standing there with a wooden man who didn’t have much temper, and felt bored again. His eyes rolled, and he immediately came to his mind.

“It’s really boring to sit and drink like this, and the dancer is tired of watching it, why don’t I wait for me to end in person?”

“Oh, Qin, can you still dance?”

Prince is amazing.

“Brother Prince, save some face for my sister anyway.” Rong Qin glared at him, turned to Zheng Wan’s direction, and said with a smile, “I don’t dance, naturally someone will dance, Mother Wan, don’t you think?”

“Yes.”

Zheng Wan nodded.

“Wouldn’t it be…Wan Niang, would you dance for me?”

The eyes of everyone present fell to the corner where Zheng Wan was.

The little lady of the Zheng family was famous in Beijing, one for her beauty, and the other for her family background. As for her talents, it can be seen from the poetry drafts circulated from the boudoir that her poetry is excellent.

Women’s studies in imperial, archery, calligraphy, and ritual are also highly praised by their teachers.

However, there are rumors that they are familiar with each other. Zheng Wan once said: Dancers like this, but the skills of actors and actresses are really difficult to be elegant.

At this time, Rong Qin proposed it in public, just to make this woman with a higher heart than the sky do a job that was not looked down upon in the past, and humiliate her.

As for others, they neither help, nor do they think that Zheng Wan will really learn the same “difficult” skills.

“Aqin, don’t be ridiculous.”

The prince threw the porcelain cup in his hand, “Change the same.”

Rong Qinniu’s temper came up, his head froze, but he refused: “Niang Wan, you don’t dance, but you look down on dance skills? Concubine Rong is a dancer in the world. Ten years ago, the green waist dance shocked four people, and she will be awarded as a constant companion from now on. The Holy Master is around, do you mean to say that it is difficult for Concubine Rong to enter the hall of elegance?”

Shi Fang was silent for a while, and everyone held their breath to see how Zheng Wan answered the trick.

Instead, Second Lady Liu sighed softly:

“Why does the county head, everyone knows that Wanniang can’t dance, you…have to forgive people and forgive them.”

“Niang Ruowan is really unwilling, why don’t I come and dance for her?”

Zheng Wan laughed, this Second Lady Liu was exactly as described in the book.

On the surface, it was to relieve her, but in fact, she realized her name of “weary dancing”, which not only showed her grand bearing of the future prince concubine, but also danced a song in front of the prince to make a coincidence.

She is Liu Er Niangzi, but she is famous for being good at dancing in her boudoir.

Zheng Wan felt that Rong Qin’s straightforward temperament made her happier than the second lady Liu, who had a needle hidden in the cotton.

“You, you are deceiving people too much!”

Master Rong Yiting didn’t know when he came back from the waterside, went up to the second floor of the Shifang, and rushed in angrily, “It’s only been a few days, those sisters and sisters’ intimate words have all fallen on deaf ears? Well, let’s not mention it, you can leave When the county owner abuses people like this, when did the royal family, the royal family become this, this etc-”

The more anxious she became, the more speechless she became.

In the past, the little ladies who had a close relationship with Zheng Wan were all blushing and embarrassed.

“Rong Yi—” Zheng Wan stood up, walked calmly to her side, and pressed her to sit down, “Don’t be hurt for me.”

Rong Yi raised her head: “But—”

“It’s okay.”

Zheng Wan patted her shoulder.

For some reason, Rong Yi’s heart suddenly calmed down.

“I jump.”

Zheng Wan walked forward calmly, and blessed her with a gift.

Everyone saw that the little lady was wearing a green brocade robe, with a slender waist and a manly pavilion. Her black hair was like a waterfall, and her skin was brighter than snow.

This is the arrogance that the aristocratic family cultivates.

pity.

What a pity.

“How can this be a good thing? Just now when I was waiting for a dispute, the dancer and the musician sneaked away.”

Madam Jiang San exclaimed.

“What did you do at first glance?” Rong Qin frowned, “I saw that they were shaking like little chickens, so I let them retreat first.”

“Then mother-in-law dances… Then there are no dancers and musicians.”

Zheng Wan shook her head:

“Why bother them, they’re just pitiful people, sir,” she turned around and looked at Cui Wang who was pouring her own drink in the corner, “would you like to accompany me?”

Then her eyes were like spring rain, and she was earnest and pitiful.

Zheng Wan kicked the iron plate in front of Lang Jun for the first time, and she almost vomited a pool of blood in her heart, but she had to keep a decent and calm smile on her face: “Lang Jun is unwilling, that’s all.”

“I dance with a voiceless voice.” She bowed her head and stood up straight again, her expression changed, “Dance name, “Broken Array”.”

“”Broken Array”?”

Rong Yi raised her eyebrows, rubbed her palms and smiled, “Miss Wan is so daring, she dares to pick this man to dance!”

“Breaking the Array” is a men’s dance, which is connected with the Golden Arms and Iron Horse and the House of Flying Daggers. Most of the women are green waists, red sleeves, and colorful clothes. Only this breaking array dance is almost no one dares to challenge.

Zheng Wan smiled and gave another blessing.

When she raised her hand to pose for the first time, Second Lady Liu’s face darkened a little: the layman watched the fun, the expert watched the doorway, just from the hand dance, you would know that this woman was trained.

A green, green, brocade veil bloomed, and the beauty’s shoulders were rigid and stiff under her white wrists like frost and snow. When she twisted it, her thick black hair began to twist, but this twist was by no means tender and watery. , and hides the golden iron horse and the iron bones.

It is clear that it is like a mayfly, but it refuses to follow the running water.

Even if she couldn’t understand it, she knew that this person was extremely beautiful and danced extremely beautifully; if she understood, she couldn’t help but follow her to recall the background of the dance — there were generals at dusk, there were young men in Qingqing, they rode on horses for a long time. Songs, throwing heads, pouring blood…

Most of the beauty in the world is common, and this dance together seems to lift everyone’s family and country feelings in their hearts, and everyone’s heart is swollen…

At this moment, a qin sound suddenly started, as if from nine days, perfectly embedded in this dance, the qin sound was sonorous and noisy, like a pearl falling on a plate, like a silver bottle suddenly broken.

The sonorous raindrops rustled down, accompanied by violent storms, lightning and thunder, Zheng Wan turned more quickly, and jumped out a thirty-six rounds-the music touched everyone’s ears, passed through their hearts, and came out of stone. From the boat, there is a water pavilion, and finally it floats in the Lisi soup, which is not rotten in all seasons.

Whether it was someone who wrote poetry by the window or someone who was laughing and talking, they all stopped and listened quietly with their ears sideways.

They heard the golden iron horse, the gurgling water, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wolf mist in the Mobei.

At the beginning of Daliang’s founding, the country was broken.

Those who live longer can still remember the past.

The sound of the piano started to the highest and stopped abruptly.

The gray-haired old man burst into tears.

Zheng Wan also stopped dancing to the sound of the piano.

She looked at Cui Wang. He didn’t know when he walked out from behind. On his knees was a famous qin Jiaowei, and his ten fingers like jade were still pressing on the strings. It was the first time she saw emotions in him.

It’s like the breeze on the streets of spring, not strong enough, not warm enough, but it makes people want to sleep on the spot.

“you–”

“Papapa——” Rong Yi clapped his hands in a dreadful manner, her face flushed with laughter, “Wanniang, Wanniang, you dance so well! This gentleman is also Tianyin.”

“This piano, this dance, I have no regrets in this life.”

You Erlang got up and handed Zheng Wan the flower on the side of the bun, “Little lady Zheng, I was a rude person before, and someone who can dance this dance is a bit mad and should be.”

This person seemed to have opened a gate, and the sons who had turned a blind eye to the bullying just now took off the flowers on the temples and gave them to Zheng Wan.

In a short while, she held a thick pile in her hand.

Gifting flowers as a reward, for Daliang people, getting flowers from others represents the admiration and admiration of that person.

Rong Qin wrinkled his nose and said after a long while, “Mother Wan, you lied to me so hard!”

Zheng Wan didn’t speak, just returned to her seat silently holding the flower.

“Niang Wan used to be able to dance, but it made me falsely alarmed. I didn’t know who had said it back then, and people have been talking about it for so many years!” Madam Liu said half angrily and half strangely.

Who else could it be.

She aye.

When Zheng Wan was five years old, her father asked the master of dance art, Fang Dajia, to come to the residence and teach in person.

Everyone knows that the Holy Master is good at dancing today, and Aye naturally does not want to let her appear in front of people, which is why those rumors come out.

Zheng Wan smiled but did not say a word. After a while, everyone went their separate ways. Only the prince looked very complicated, like annoyed, like nostalgia, and he was willing to look away after watching her for a long time.

“Lang Jun didn’t want to accompany me, why did he help me later?”

Zheng Wan’s dance is really moving, but without the blessing of Boling’s Cui Ziqin, it wouldn’t be so moving.

She still remembers that this person has only two hobbies in addition to cultivating swords. One is to make sword spikes. Although he never uses them, there are already hundreds of sword spikes in the Qiankun bag.

Another is to play the piano, and this Jiaowei Qin is his mother’s relic.

“Just for fun.”

Cui Wang took out a handkerchief from between his wide sleeves and spread it out, and the red bloodstone pieces were carefully wrapped in one place.

“Is this thing you left behind?”

Zheng Wan looked surprised and secretly happy:

“It’s really me.”

The prey is hooked.