The prince's personal bodyguard

The fifth day of August is the Qianqiu Festival.

The National Day that the people of Zhao State have been looking forward to has arrived.

On this day, before dawn, the palace guards and the royal guards arrived at the venue and lined up in strict battle array. Each unit was holding colorful flags, and all the officers and soldiers were wearing golden armor and well-fitting brocade short coats. They all looked majestic and awe-inspiring, and the whole city was covered in golden armor!

The auspicious time has arrived. First, the Taichang (the institution in charge of sacrificial ceremonies and ancestral temple rituals is called the Taichang Temple, and its head is the Taichang Qing) plays the opening music. In order not to affect the peaceful and festive atmosphere, all the officers and soldiers on guard duty on the scene hide behind the curtains behind the viewing seats, while the emperors, kings, envoys and chiefs of various ethnic minority tribes who are attending the ceremony sit in the front row, enjoying the performances while eating delicious food and drinking fine wine...

The roadsides were already crowded with people, all wearing brightly colored clothes, coming to watch this grand spectacle.

At this time, the performance teams from various prefectures and counties were ready to go. In order to be able to participate in the performance in Beijing and show their talents, they all put on a strong lineup and used all their skills... Among them, the governor of Kyoto ordered the hundreds of musicians participating in the performance to dress up in formal attire and ride in the carriages. All the oxen pulling the carriages carrying the actors were covered with tiger skins, which made the audience thrilling...

Other teams all used different ways to enter the venue. Some rode on a "roller car" with rockery landscapes, some entered by running on a dry boat, some performed boxing and wrestling, some performed tightrope walking, some performed projectile shooting, some performed sword dancing, some performed weightlifting, some performed polo, and some performed cockfighting...

It is really like "Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers."

Bai Xinyin felt like it was the opening ceremony of the Asian Games.

Then, a group of hundreds of palace maids came out. They all wore various exquisite jewelry made of pearls and jade, and dressed in exquisite silk and brocade dresses. They came out from behind the curtain outside the venue, playing music and performing large-scale dance music - "Rainbow Feather Dance", "Taiping Music", "Shangyuan Music" and other wonderful programs. Even "Swords Like Dreams" that Bai Xinyin played in the Prime Minister's Mansion last time was rehearsed into a dance...

The last group of performers to come on stage were a group of special actors - elephants and rhinos lined up to dance to the rhythm of the music, and kowtow in worship. Every movement matched the rhythm of the music perfectly... The audience was thrilled.

The Emperor and Empress of Zhao sat in the center of the venue, followed by the Imperial Noble Consort, and behind them were the imperial concubines. Next to the Emperor were the Crown Prince, Crown Princess, Prince and Prince Princess, and then the ministers and their wives. The emperors, kings, and envoys of various countries also sat down in order of priority.

Bai Xinyin was a marquis, so naturally he had a seat in the venue, and the position was pretty good, so he watched with great interest. In his previous life, apart from studying medicine, he really didn't pay much attention to entertainment programs, and he felt that he had lived in vain.

At this time Princess Shouyang came over and greeted Bai Xinyin.

"I wanted to go out of the palace to see you recently. I heard that you went home some time ago." Perhaps the Imperial Concubine did not tell her about herself and Concubine Lan, perhaps to protect her.

"Yes, just a small matter." Bai Xinyin replied.

"Have you heard? Concubine Lan has passed away. The Ninth Prince, the one who wanted to kill Abu, has been passed on to Concubine De. For some reason, he has been in poor health since his mother passed away, and he did not attend the Qianqiu Festival today."

"Oh?" Bai Xinyin heard Mu Yunxiao say that Concubine Lan was ill, but she didn't know that the Ninth Prince was ill. She looked around and saw that he was not there, so she didn't take it seriously.

"I will go out of the palace to find you one day. There are so many rules in the palace that it's boring. Fortunately, Princess Shouyang's mother, the Imperial Noble Consort, is not too rigid. It would be boring if she had to deal with the rigid Queen. These days, my father has lifted the Queen's house arrest because of the Qianqiu Festival, and now she's in high spirits again. Look, she's as arrogant as a big rooster, no, a fighter among roosters!" After Princess Shouyang finished speaking, she glanced up to the sky with a lot of white eyes.

Bai Xinyin didn't really care about all this just now. After hearing what Princess Shouyang said, she subconsciously looked towards the Queen and felt that she was facing a cold light. She looked at the Queen again with a kind face and nodded at her with a smile.

I realized something was wrong and told myself to be more careful and avoid unnecessary trouble.

At this time, Dugu Feng saw Bai Xinyin, and came to her table with a glass of wine in his hand and sat down.

Bai Xinyin had modern ideas and didn't care about those things. Dugu Feng greeted Bai Xinyin first, and then the two chatted for a while. Because Princess Shouyang was there, the three of them were not restrained, and for a while, they talked and laughed happily.

After a while, the Crown Prince and the Second Prince also came over with wine glasses, and talked about the music score last time, because they were also present at the last performance. The Second Prince said that he also participated in the rehearsal of the "Swords Like Dreams" program this time, no wonder there was a performance just now.

"When did it happen? How come I didn't know? My second brother didn't even take me with him!" Princess Shouyang complained. They were both born to the Imperial Noble Consort, so they were naturally close.

"The song that the Marquis played should be 'This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world'? Come to the palace one day and play a song for us so that father can listen to it too." The prince also liked to show off his knowledge and wanted to appear filial, so he praised Bai Xinyin a few more words.

Several people started talking to each other.

At this time, Lin Feiyang from the Prime Minister's Mansion also came over to say hello. Feng Jiu saw that there were many people at Bai Xinyin's place, so she also came over to join in the fun. The small table was almost full, and Bai Xinyin thought: Is it because the food and wine on my table are delicious? Or is it because the table is attractive? Otherwise, I will take this table to the auction house of Huangfu Yan some other day to see how it goes.

Instantly, all the hot eyes around looked over, some envious, some jealous. She could chat with the crown prince, the second prince, and the domineering princess, and the Xiongnu king and the two sons who held the power of civil and military officials. For a moment, Bai Xinyin's personality seemed like a divination. In public, it was fortunate that the Marquis was a nominal position without real power. Otherwise, the emperor would have killed her if he saw her forming cliques.

Lin Wan'er also came, and she glanced at Bai Xinyin with resentment.

General Feng also looked over and thought to himself: It would have been worth it for my son to shoot the stars in the sky that day if it was just for this man!

The emperor also glanced over here, and it was unreadable whether he was happy or angry.

Bai Xinyin suddenly felt two cold winds blowing. She felt that her seventh sense was always accurate, so she looked around. She found that Mu Yunxiao was looking at her, and there seemed to be some anger in his eyes. What was he angry about? I thought, come here, what kind of sour vinegar is this? Bai Xinyin felt that this sour taste could pickle a hundred kilograms of pickled cabbage.

Picking up the wine glass and smiling at the prince, Mu Yuanxiao felt that all his depression disappeared instantly with this smile. The wine didn't make him drunk, but he was intoxicated by himself.

Bai Xinyin pretended to chat with Dugu Cheng, deliberately appearing free and easy, and followed the direction of the other cold light. It was indeed the queen, and her eyes could not hide the hatred.

Who do you hate? I didn't offend her. Is she crazy? Is she suffering from menopause syndrome? Thinking of my first two experiences, especially the arrow that Qingdai took for me, I almost forgot about it. Damn it, I'm not done with you yet? You still dare to hate me?

If he was unable to fight her, Bai Xinyin would choose to be a coward. Is that so? Humph! So, he also glanced at the queen, and the queen happened to look over again. The two of them looked at each other like swords and knives. The queen snorted coldly, and murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

Bai Xinyin: Haha, you don’t want to hide it at all?

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