The Princess Kicks Down the Protagonists

The group continued on their journey and soon arrived at a village.

Maybe they were celebrating something, the villagers were beating drums and gongs, making it very lively.

The lively atmosphere attracted everyone. The emperor ordered the carriage to stop and took a few people to the village.

There were mountains of grain piled up in the threshing ground, obviously it was a bumper year!

Villagers, young and old, men and women, gathered together to beat waist drums and celebrate the harvest. Everyone's face was filled with happiness and joy, and it was a joyous scene.

This joy also infected the emperor and his entourage who came to join in the fun. Standing in the crowd, it seemed as if everyone was surrounded by happiness.

Everyone's arrival attracted the attention of the villagers, especially Benjamin with green eyes and yellow hair. The villagers who had never seen him before were all amazed.

E Min reported to the emperor: "Master, this Meihua Town has a great harvest this year and is celebrating. People are everywhere. I haven't had time to inquire about the situation here, but it seems that everything is going well."

The emperor said cheerfully, "No need to ask, seeing is believing."

Ji Xiaolan also agreed: "It's just in time for the autumn harvest, and there are even waist drum dancers, what a lively scene."

Doctor Hu: "Yes, I have gone out with the master a few times, but this is the first time I have seen someone playing waist drums."

Jingyan glanced at the confident elders and complained silently in his heart, it was typical that problems would arise as soon as the protagonist showed up, and there would be trouble soon.

Ziwei took the opportunity to explain to everyone, "As for waist drumming, the most famous one is the 'Ansai Waist Drum' in Shaanxi. I heard it has a history of more than 2,000 years. I didn't expect we are so lucky to see such a lively and wonderful scene as soon as we arrived in Meihua Town."

The emperor smiled and praised, "Girl Ziwei, how come you know everything?"

She is indeed a talented woman, she is really knowledgeable and talented.

The emperor sighed, "I am so happy to see the farmers happily celebrating the harvest. This proves that our people are living and working in peace and contentment, and that our country is peaceful and prosperous."

Jingyan agreed: "Yes, if the tenants can have a good harvest like today every year, then there is no need to worry about the prosperity of our country!"

The emperor looked at Jingyan approvingly and said, "It's good that Yan'er cares about the people."

Jing Yan looked at the crowd and sighed, "If the old Buddha could see this scene, I wonder how relieved she would be. Her hard work in Mount Wutai was well worth it. Peace and prosperity for the country and the people is her greatest wish."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Benjamin took out his sketchbook and said, "Why can't we let Mr. Lafayette see it? We can just draw it."

Jingyan's eyes widened in surprise: "Yes, how could I forget that we have painters in the first-class painting class."

Benjamin: "Jingyan, please don't flatter me, but it's not a problem for me to paint this joyful scene."

Yongqi also sighed: "Yes, you must draw it carefully. I really hope my mother can see these scenes."

At this time, an old man said with emotion: "I have been waiting for three years to have such a good harvest."

Qing'er heard what the old man said and walked up to him and asked, "Old man, do you mean that there hasn't been a good harvest in the past three years?"

The old man said: "Yes, we farmers depend on the weather for our livelihood. If it doesn't rain, we suffer. This year, we finally have rice to eat."

The people around agreed.

The old man's words dampened the joy of the group. It turned out that they did not have a good harvest every year, but had only been looking forward to such a good harvest in three years.

Jing Yan: "No wonder they're all so happy and making such a big fuss. It turns out a good harvest is so rare. Even I can't help but feel excited for them."

Qing'er nodded: "Yes, I'm inspired by the villagers and I want to go up and play the waist drum and dance with them."

"Then why don't you go too? Even if you don't know how to play the waist drum, it would be nice to dance along."

Just at this moment, several young men and women came over and pulled a few young people to join.

Qing'er was very shy and refused repeatedly. Seeing this, Yongheng and Fu Kang'an spoke in unison.

"Sister Qing'er, I'll go with you."

Looking at the two people who were eyeing her hungrily, Qing'er was at a loss for a moment and looked at Jingyan in panic.

Jingyan looked at the young boy Fu Kangan and thought he was a bit of a hindrance. He pulled Fu Kangan over and shouted to Yongheng, "Brother, you accompany Qing'er. Kangan, you accompany me to play."

"Oh, but..." Forget it, Sister Qing'er is a good sister and cannot be offended. Fu Kang'an obediently followed Jingyan.

The emperor smiled and said, "You young people should all go and experience this joy for yourselves. It's a rare opportunity to share the joy with the people."

Several people came down and jumped up.

Jingyan swayed randomly to the music, and as she danced, Fu Lingan appeared beside her.

"Hey? Where's Kang An?"

"I chased him away." Fu Ling'an said with a hint of grievance in his tone, "I didn't know that the lady would choose Fu Kang'an when choosing someone to dance with you."

Hearing the bitterness in Fu Lingan's words, Jing Yan blinked helplessly: "Oh, then I am also working hard to get a sister-in-law. Kang An was a bit in the way just now."

"Yeah, so I chased him away too."

Fu Ling'an spoke softly and Jingyan didn't hear it.

However, the young general Fu Ling'an did not walk down from the altar smoothly, and was not as relaxed as Fu Kang'an.

Jing Yan mocked mercilessly: "Fu Ling'an, you need to relax a little and follow my movements."

God knows how reserved Fu Ling'an was at this moment, but in order not to disappoint Jing Yan, he still followed Jing Yan's movements and did it slowly.

"Yes, that's it. Open and close it wider, and move faster."

As he spoke, Jingyan made an exaggerated gesture in a very carefree manner.

Fu Ling'an laughed when he saw it. As expected, the little princess was cute no matter what.

Under Jingyan's 'careful teaching', Fu Lingan gradually let go of himself and integrated into the crowd.

When Yongheng and Qing'er turned around, they saw Fu Ling'an letting himself go, and they were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out.

Who would dare to believe that Fu Ling'an, a god-like figure and the god of death in the eyes of the Junggars, would actually play waist drums with the people in a small town.

Fu Heng, however, was very satisfied when he saw Fu Ling'an in the crowd. This kid was gradually getting his bearings. At this rate, he wouldn't have to worry about his daughter-in-law anymore.

Look at my third child again. He is still young and has plenty of opportunities.

Let’s look at the princess. She is uniquely beautiful even when she is wearing a red silk and playing the waist drum. Fortunately, my son is quite good-looking. Standing with the princess, they look a perfect match, just like the golden boy and jade girl under the seat of Guanyin.