Flirting

There were two consecutive days of banquets held in King He's palace city, delicacies and wines were brought to the table like flowing water, the stage was set up, and one play after another was performed with a bang of gongs and drums.The lights in the palace were brilliant, illuminating the entire royal city brightly, as if it were daytime.

Gu Fan'er was sitting at the banquet, when she saw an opera singer from the new troupe push aside the crowd, walk up to her, and whispered in her ear: "Master!"

Gu Shan glanced at him, stood up, and said to He Yanxi who was sitting next to him: "I'll be back after leaving for a while."

So he left the garden, went outside and stood in a dark place against the wall.

The martial artist followed up, looked behind him, and seeing no one was following, he walked up to Gu Shan'er and said in a low voice, "Master, it doesn't matter if you succeed or not, you want to assassinate King He." Don't you want to stay longer in King He's palace?"

Gu Shan lowered her eyebrows and said: "You saw him last night, there are guards blocking him, I can't get close at all."

Wu Sheng was a little annoyed: "Then you should stop immediately, why did you make an engagement with King He's son in a blink of an eye, it's too dangerous!"

Gu Shan'er said: "Don't worry, I have a sense of propriety. King He is shrewd, but his son is easy to fool. If I marry him, I will be able to lurk by King He's side, so I will have a chance to do something."

Wu Sheng frowned, and said: "But you are not a woman after all, no matter how confused he is, if he gets along with him for a long time, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not see the clue, or—"

In the middle of what he said, he heard footsteps approaching this way, hurriedly swallowed the rest of the words, and said: "Someone is coming, sir, be careful in everything."

Gu Fan'er smiled: "Just wait outside for my good news."

The martial artist nodded his head, turned around, climbed over the low wall, and went to the other side.

It turned out that this girl fan was the son of Zhao Qian, the governor of Chengzhou. His original name was Zhao Shiliu. He was smart and resourceful since he was a child.

Zhao Qian was originally from Jiangsu, and his ancestors were princesses of one side for generations, with a prominent family background.Later, war broke out in Suzhou. At that time, Jiedu Envoy Lu Qian was the governor of Suzhou. He accidentally learned of Lu Qian's plot. He was ambitious, mean and ungrateful.He was afraid of being retaliated by this person, so he led his people to defect to Qian Yi, the king of Southern Chu who was far away in Changsha.

It's just that Qian Yi, the king of Southern Chu, didn't think much of him, so he dismissed him as the governor of Chengzhou.

Chengzhou is located in a remote and barren land, and there are various local chieftains rushing to rob and oppress it, and the people are in dire straits.

Among them, the most powerful one is He Chonghai who has lived here for generations.

How could he tolerate being pissed off in this ghostly place of Chengzhou, so he deliberately plotted to defeat He Chonghai and take Xizhou into his pocket.I consulted with my counselors, and only said that the strength of the enemy and us is very different, and we can't attack by force, we can only outsmart them.

There is a scene where Zhao Shiliu pretends to be a dancing Jigu fan and assassinates at the banquet.

Zhao Shiliu was originally born handsome and gentle, although he has good martial arts, but his stature is very slender, he dressed up with women's clothes, trimmed his eyebrows, and put on makeup, even his father couldn't tell the difference.

The person who came over was He Yanxi. Seeing that Gu Fan'er hadn't come back for a long time, he came out to look for him.

Zhao Shiliu smiled and coaxed him a few words, then walked back to the table with him and sat down. After watching the play for a while, he pleaded that he was sleepy and went back to the room.

Zhao Shiliu lived in a side courtyard in the east of Miyagi, a two-story wooden building, some distance away from the planned new house.

When the sky was just dawn, I heard the rooster crowing three times, and then Mr. Li Guan came to the house to ask the bride to be given a sedan chair.

Zhao Shiliu was sitting upstairs in the dormitory. He had already dressed up last night, and sat in front of the bed all night without sleeping, only occasionally squinting his eyes.

His long hair, which was always braided before, has been pulled up and combed into a round bun, falling behind his head, with red strings wrapped around the bun, silver hairpins and pearl hairpins, and a fresh flower , Put on the green silk handkerchief.

The face was opened, the hair was plucked, and a layer of fine powder was applied, just like a peeled egg, making it whiter and softer.

There are two silver rings as big as wrists hanging from his ears. He didn't have pierced ears, but in order not to show his feet, he asked the woman to pierce them with silver needles and put them on.

There are also dozens of thin bracelets on the hands, the silver is shining, and the wrists move a little, and there is a jingle.She was wearing a dewy dress, a bright red body, gold and silver hairpins, and complicated patterns.

At this time, the bride-giving lady wanted him to go downstairs. According to the rules of marriage, he was going to marry in tears, so he fell on the pillow and pretended to cry for a while. The woman helped her down.

The groom was already waiting downstairs. He was dressed very vigorously at this moment. He was dressed in a brand new blue cloth, with a red belt around his waist, and a embroidered kerchief on his head. His face was flushed red. The sac is sluggish, and it looks more energetic.

Seeing Zhao Shiliu, his eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to do, so he ran forward, grabbed his hand, and held it tightly in his palm.

"It's time to worship heaven, earth, and ancestors, or we will miss the hour." The bride-off lady reminded me.

Just put up the mat, lead the two newcomers to kneel down in front of the hall, kowtow to worship the heaven, earth and ancestors, and help them up.

Huaqiao stopped in the courtyard in the middle of the gate, and there were four young men standing in front of and behind them, holding torches, illuminating the gray courtyard brightly.

Tima—that is, the old chieftain, similar to the Taoist priests called by the Han people.He took out the hen that had been prepared earlier, pinched the chicken's wings with one hand, bit off the comb, took the blood, and sprinkled it in front of the sedan chair to worship the ghost of the sedan chair and the god of the sedan chair.

He Yanxi handed the cane to the person next to him, turned around, knelt down on one knee under the girl's fan, and put his hands on the ground.

His back is not generous, even a little thin. Zhao Shiliu put his hands on his shoulders hesitantly, and looked back at the bride-to-be: "Let's forget it?"

But He Yanxi insisted: "No, I will carry you on the sedan chair!"

Zhao Shiliu had no choice but to lean on his back, put his arms around his neck, and turned his head to see his reddish cheeks, feeling a little joy and a little worry in his heart.

Marriage with a man, and such a solemn matter, and tell the gods, but...the gods will not admit it, right?Will the gods forgive him?

The people here deeply believe in witch gods, and they invite Tima to offer sacrifices to the gods for all the big and small things in life.It's just that he is not from here, and he doesn't believe in it, and he doesn't have much awe in his heart, but it's just that this matter is unreasonable.

But there is also a saying that "a gentleman with courtesy is not tired of loyalty; in battle, he is not tired of deceit". At this time, naturally, he will not care about that much.

The person next to him supported He Yanxi to stand up. He wrapped his hands behind him, grabbed Zhao Shiliu's knees, and turned him upside down.

When the crutches were handed over, he carefully released one hand, took the crutches and tucked them under his armpit, and stood firm.